Xia Muyao's tears fell, she thought that she could endure Zhao Yuanting's aggression, but after all, she overestimated herself, she retracted her body hard, and then held the dagger that she had already hidden under the bed, and stabbed Zhao Yuanting's back.

Zhao Yuanting only felt a pain in his back, he rolled over and rolled off the bed, and tied the straps of his bedclothes, he looked at Xia Muyao, "Heshuo, you really pretend to have amnesia." ”

"I am naturally pretending, you killed my people and killed Huerhe, this hatred and hatred are not shared, I, Xia Muyao, will definitely kill you and avenge them." Xia Muyao got up from the bed and stabbed Zhao Yuanting with a dagger again.

Zhao Yuanting didn't hide, stretched out his arm, and took Xia Muyao's dagger.

Pulling out the dagger, blood flowed out of Zhao Yuanting's arm, and Xia Muyao saw that he didn't hit the vital point, so he stabbed Zhao Yuanting in the chest again. In the days she was with Huerhe, she had only learned a few moves from him, but unfortunately she learned the moves, but she didn't have the strength, not to mention that Zhao Yuanting had been on the battlefield for a long time and was powerful, how could Xia Muyao be his opponent.

Zhao Yuanting pinched Xia Muyao's wrist, only to feel helpless, Xia Muyao shook his head, "Don't, I don't want it." ”

Zhao Yuanting was still holding her body, "Heshuo, you should have been my woman a long time ago, for so many years, I have been waiting for you to grow up, there will always be such a day, Peshuo ......"

"I don't want to be your woman, I am a woman from Huerhe, in this life, in this life, in the next life...... " Xia Muyao said, holding the dagger that had been hidden long ago in her hand, and stabbed Zhao Yuanting in the back, she really wanted him to die.

"Peshuo, are you really so ruthless?" Zhao Yuanting frowned and looked at Xia Muyao, his heart aching.

"You killed Huerhe, what do you think there is still an old relationship between us?" Speaking of Huerhe's name, Xia Muyao's tears poured out, she only felt that someone had cut her heart with a knife, if there was no Huerhe in this world, she lived alone in the world, what was there to be nostalgic?

Thinking about it, Xia Muyao struggled to break free from Zhao Yuanting's hand, raised the dagger and stabbed it into her heart.

Zhao Yuanting's eyes were quick, and he struck the dagger in Xia Muyao's hand with one palm, and couldn't help but be annoyed, "You want to die so much, it's better to die after you fulfill it." ”

Zhao Yuanting wrapped Xia Muyao and fell to the bed, and then rudely ripped off her clothes, Xia Muyao resisted at first, but naturally she was not Zhao Yuanting's opponent, the blood on his arm stained her body, tragic and terrifying.

She closed her eyes and bit her lip out of the blood, he wanted it, she didn't want to live anyway, and when she died, she would be gone, right?

Zhao Yuanting's wounds on his body were painful, Xia Muyao's loveless appearance made him unbearable to look at her, he stared at her for a long time, finally got up, got out of the big tent, and ordered Qingyun, who was standing outside, to guard Xia Muyao inch by inch, Xia Muyao had any problems, she would follow to accompany the funeral.

Qingyun was busy, bent into the big tent, and saw Xia Muyao lying on the bed covered in blood, thinking that when Zhao Yuanting went out just now, he was also covered in blood, and his heart was about to jump out of shock.

****

As soon as Zhao Yuanting came out of the big tent, the guards hurriedly stepped forward to ask what happened, the emperor was injured, this matter is not trivial, and it must be investigated.

Zhao Yuanting shook his hand and signaled the guards not to make a noise, "Just let the military doctor go to the side tent and bandage it for me." ”

The guards had no choice but to respond, and flew to find the military doctor.

Zhao Yuanting entered the partial tent, sat on the couch with his eyebrows twisted, his eyes were desperate and sad, and now, he, Huerhe, Xia Muyao, none of the three of them were happy.

Huerkh ...... When Zhao Yuanting thought of this name, he couldn't help but grit his teeth, Beihu didn't see any movement for a long time, I don't know if Huerhe is still alive or dead?

Zhao Yuanting carefully recalled the sword he stabbed at Huerhe, he was in too much of a hurry, he just wanted to snatch Xia Muyao away from Huerhe is side, and he didn't have time to confirm whether he had hurt the vital point.

Just thinking about it, the military doctor hurriedly entered the side tent with the medicine box, and when he saw the blood stains on Zhao Yuanting's body, he was startled, and hurriedly stepped forward to check, "Your Majesty, where did you get injured?" ”

"You just have to help me bandage it, don't ask anything else." Zhao Yuanting had a calm face and said coldly.

The military doctor didn't dare to say anything more, took off Zhao Yuanting's clothes, disposed of the injuries on his back and arms one by one, bandaged them, and instructed him to have some taboos, and then retreated.

It was already late at night, Zhao Yuanting felt exhausted, and just as he was about to return to the big tent, he heard a scream outside, he opened the door curtain and walked out, and by the bonfire, he saw that at the door of the big tent, Xia Muyao was wielding the guard's long sword, slashing around.

The guards were worried about Xia Muyao's identity, they just hid, not daring to move, and finally a guard rushed behind Xia Muyao, snatched her sword, and hit her at the back of the neck, and she fell softly.

Zhao Yuanting rushed over and hugged Xia Muyao, when she touched his wound, there was a sharp pain, he gritted his teeth and held back, but still carried Xia Muyao into the big tent and put it on the bed.

"Your Majesty, she seems to be a little crazy, she rushed out of the big tent and pulled out the sword of the guard at the door, and cut people everywhere." There were guards who reported what had just happened to Zhao Yuanting.

Qingyun was frightened, knelt on the ground and sobbed softly, not knowing what to do.

"Let's all go down." Zhao Yuanting waved his hand and said softly.

Everyone hurriedly retreated, only Zhao Yuanting and Xia Muyao were left in the big tent, Xia Muyao's little face was bloodless, lying there, like a ghost, and he might leave him at any time.

Pegatron, why are we like this? Zhao Yuanting stared at Xia Muyao, and tears instantly moistened his eyes.

****

Xia Muyao woke up on the second day, Zhao Yuanting was not in the big tent, he led the troops to raid Beihu today, in the big tent, only Qingyun, outside the tent, there was a team of guards guarding the big tent.

Xia Muyao lay quietly on the bed, motionless. Qingyun tried to talk to her, but after saying a lot of words, Xia Muyao didn't respond to a word.

She also refused to eat or drink, and she was determined to die. The only thing she misses is Xiao Shizi, but there is Hu Hao, there is the old princess, she knows that Xiao Shizi will be taken care of very well, so she has nothing to worry about.

Huerhe was alone on the road, and she was going to accompany him.

Dakang and Beihu fought for a day in Wuyongguan, and with Zhao Yuanting appearing on the battlefield, morale was greatly boosted, but Beihu's army still had a lot to deal with, because Huerhe woke up, Beihu's morale was not low, and the non-commissioned officers continued to inspire everyone on the battlefield to fight a beautiful victory and make the general happy.

Only then did Zhao Yuanting learn that Huerhe was not dead. But he wasn't sure, wondering if it would be the other party's strategy?

Until dusk, the two sides died down and Mingjin withdrew their troops.

This battle was ten tragic, it seemed to be a draw, but both sides injured many soldiers, the battlefield was full of blood, mourning was everywhere, and there was a tragic atmosphere under the reflection of the autumn sunset.

When Zhao Yuanting dragged his tired body back to the big tent, he learned that Xia Muyao had not eaten rice water for a day, she lay on the bed softly, silent, looking at nothingness somewhere with empty eyes, and only heard the movements around her.

Zhao Yuanting wanted to persuade a few words, but he also knew that Xia Muyao was holding a mortal heart at the moment, and it was useless to say anything, so he sat on the edge of the bed for a while, and then got up and left the big tent.

It was almost a sleepless night, Xia Muyao opened her eyes, fell asleep in a daze and woke up in a daze, time was already superfluous for her, she lay like this, feeling that she was becoming more and more light, but she was getting closer and closer to Huerhe.

The next day, the two sides rested and did not fight.

Zhao Yuanting listened to the general and the lieutenant generals summarize yesterday's battle situation, but his mind was a little wandering, he had already received the exact news, Huerhe was not dead, he had woken up, and the reason why Beihu was still fierce and tenacious yesterday was precisely because he woke up and boosted morale.

Huerhe didn't die, but Xia Muyao didn't eat or drink, and wanted to be martyred, Zhao Yuanting weighed in his heart, should he tell Xia Muyao the news that Huerhe was still alive?

When the crowd left, Zhao Yuanting got up and returned to the big tent, Qingyun knelt on the ground when he saw him, and said with a crying voice: "Your Majesty, the girl doesn't eat or drink, and something big will happen if she goes on like this." ”

Zhao Yuanting didn't say anything, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, turning his head to look at Xia Muyao.

Xia Muyao closed his eyes, his face was terrifyingly white, Zhao Yuanting was full of helplessness and pain, and after a long time, he said slowly: "Heshuo, Huerhe is still alive." ”

This sentence did not make Xia Muyao change anything, she still closed her eyes, immersed in her determination to die.

Zhao Yuanting was a little sad and helpless, Xia Muyao was like a stone, no matter how he warmed her, she was still hard, and the hardness made his heart like a knife.

****

"If a person does not eat or drink, how many days will he die?" Leaving the big tent, Zhao Yuanting announced the military doctor to ask.

"Your Majesty, if a person doesn't eat and drinks water, it will be fine for five or seven days, but if he doesn't even drink water, he will fall into a coma due to lack of water for three days, and it will be difficult to save after five days." The military doctor said truthfully.

Zhao Yuanting nodded, and then slowly paced to a clearing, standing with his hands in his hands, looking into the distance, his heart full of sadness. He loves Xia Muyao, so much so that it doesn't matter if she is absent-minded, but now, if he keeps her by his side, Xia Muyao will definitely die.

Is it to fulfill Xia Muyao and Huerhe? Or let Xia Muyao die? This problem is not difficult for Zhao Yuanting, everything has become insignificant compared to Xia Muyao's life.

For the sake of Xia Muyao, he was willing to endure the pain and let her go back to Huerhe.

Thinking that Xia Muyao would leave him and maybe never see each other again in this life, Zhao Yuanting's eyes instantly became wet, he gritted his teeth, and finally swallowed back his tears.

Zhao Yuanting stood alone outside the tent for a long time, and his back was a little pale.

****

At night, Zhao Yuanting went to the big tent, sat on the edge of the bed, held Xia Muyao's little hand, and put it on his cheek, "Heshuo, Huerhe is still alive, I have already decided to send you back to him, and for the rest of your life, you have to be good, and it will not be in vain for me to endure the pain and cut my love today." ”