Chapter 64: Don't Hate Me If You Can

Hearing Xuanyi's question, the young man replied respectfully: "Adjutant Hui Xuan, a total of one hundred people are lurking near Feitian Village. ”

"A hundred." Xuanyi groaned.

After so many days of exploration in Feitianzhai, the number of people in the entire Feitianzhai should be about 1,000 people, although the soldiers of the Fuhu Cavalry can be ten, but it can't be counted like this when it really fights, after all, Feitianzhai occupies a favorable terrain.

After thinking about it, Xuanyi explained to the young man: "In this way, you go to the nearby pharmacy and buy me some cinnabar, nightshade vine, and acacia skin...... Come back here and look for me after I bought it. After saying the names of several herbs in a row, Xuanyi saw that the other party had written down and left, and then turned around and entered the market.

This time, she purposefully bought some sachets, puppets and other various knick-knacks, although there are many types, but all of them have one thing in common, that is, they have a fragrance.

After buying these small things, Xuanyi turned back to the place where she had been, and found that the young man had returned with a few packets of herbs.

Hiding the herbs between these gadgets and wrapping them in cloth and carrying them on his back, Xuanyi said to the young man again: "Go back to the barracks, inform General Chen, and ask him to contact the Langchuan Mansion to send people to prepare to receive and capture the bandits. ”

"Yes!"

The young man clenched his fist at Xuanyi to receive his life, turned around and walked towards the outside of the town.

He didn't care about Xuanyi's saying that it was not feasible to attack the cottage, how could they attack the cottage at that time, and so on.

And what he had to do was to convey Xuanyi's order to Chen Du, and then immediately go back to gather the others lurking on Ziyan Mountain to prepare for the attack.

Xuanyi also returned to the inn with her baggage, and entered the private room that had been booked before, and sure enough, she saw that Meng Li was already sitting inside waiting for her.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, why did you come back?" Meng Li looked at Xuanyi who pushed the door in and said complainingly. Then she looked at the burden in Xuanyi's hand suspiciously: "What is this bag?" ”

"I finally came to town, and I always felt a loss if I didn't bring some back, so I didn't buy some gadgets and prepared to go back and send them to my two brothers. You see, I also brought you a sachet, and when I saw it, I thought the pattern on this sachet was particularly suitable for you. As he spoke, Xuanyi took out a sachet of white purple flowers from his baggage and handed it to Meng Li.

Meng Li took the sachet, looked at the plain and elegant pattern and felt that it was very good-looking, and directly pinned it to her waist. "Even if you still have some vision, you chose well, I like it."

"I knew you'd like it." Xuanyi watched Meng Li bring the sachet and smiled very happily: "When I just came back, I heard from the people in the town that there was an opera troupe coming over today, and after eating for a while, I will take you to see it." ”

"What's so good about singing, it's nothing more than some love and love, and it's not as good as dancing knives and guns."

"Didn't you come out today to listen to me?"

"Okay, okay, you say look, just watch."

Looking at Meng Li's disdainful face but still obeying the arrangement, Xuanyi smiled, but sighed in her heart.

She's actually just an ordinary girl, obviously very interested in these things outside, but she always has to show that she doesn't care, obviously caring about others, but she can't always let people find out that she cares.

Born as the daughter of a bandit leader, she is actually in pain, right?

If she knew what was going to happen in Tomorrow's Cottage, would she hate her?

If she could, Xuanyi didn't want to hurt this girl, but what she was going to do tomorrow was destined to hurt her in any way.

If you can, don't hate me, Meng Li.