After breakfast, two soldiers carried a new bed to the labor camp. Yun Niang accepted it happily, and sighed again and again in her heart: General He was as careful as a hair, and he said a word unintentionally, but he didn't expect General He to really hear it.

"How does he know I'm out of bed?" Wanying, whose body was getting heavier, sat on the chair and asked lightly.

Yun Niang didn't hide it, and said directly: "I went out to pour water last night, and when I saw General He standing outside the barracks fence, I chatted with my mother for a few words, but I didn't expect General He to really hear it." ”

"I'll just say, he's a man who has never been married, how can he know that I'm pregnant with a child, and it's inconvenient to sit up?"

While the two were talking, a dozen soldiers, carrying a few logs, stood outside the tent.

"Lady, the general asked us to build a pergola on top of the tent, dinging for fear of noisy lady, at this time it is quite cool under the shade of the tree, why don't you go and enjoy the coolness, an hour, we can set it up."

What else can be said? Wanying's heart was warm, almost pouring water.

When I walked to the shade of the tree, I saw that a brand-new chaise longue was placed in Wanying's usual cool position, compared with those carved rosewood sandalwood chaise longue, the chaise longue in front of me was only the white of the new wood, and nothing else.

But the good thing is that it came just right, and it came just right.

Although the carved rosewood is precious, it is just the icing on the cake of the bustle, and the miserable white new wood is not very famous, but it is the warmth of charcoal in the snow.

If there is a person who gives you a bed when you want to sleep, a chair when you want to sit, or even a recliner when you are half-sitting and half-lying, this person is none other than He Youan.

Poor mountains and bad waters, I don't know where to get the ice, in the scorching noon, counting the tiredness in Wanying's heart, not sooner or later, just the hottest moment before it was sent to Wanying's tent.

Wanying couldn't expect such coolness, and her whole heart was very transparent. With the summer heat of fleeing, it finally disappeared in several icebergs.

That night, a camp prostitute who had come to enjoy the cool came over with some souvenirs, a handful of impatiens dyed nails and a small piece of alum.

Wanying stretched out her hand, looked at her lonely nails, and thought: It's all at this point, you can still dye your nails, it's really burning her eyebrows, just care about the present.

Yun Niang happily took the impatiens and alum, happily found a small mortar, carefully added some alum to it, and then spared no effort to mash the impatiens.

The camp prostitute took advantage of Yun Niang's pounding flower juice, and went out to find a few fat leaves.

In the past, when dyeing nails at home, I used the leaves of flowers and plants, but now in this deep mountain, it is not easy to find a flower leaf.

"Where did you get this impatiens?" Yun Niang asked curiously while pounding.

Impatiens dyeing nails, only dyed once, certainly never brilliant, must be three or four times, the color is the best, the most lasting.

"I saw a few in the forest before, there are a lot of them, I'll take you there again tomorrow." The camp prostitute generously shared her little secrets that she didn't tell others.

Yun Niang took the flower juice of the impatiens, walked over, and bandaged Wanying's nails with the camp prostitute.

"Lady, who are you General He?" The camp prostitute picked a small piece of flower juice with a bamboo stick, pressed it on Wanying's fingernails, and asked nonchalantly.

"The lady is a relative of General He." Yun Niang said first.

"No wonder! General He treats his wife like a relative. The camp prostitute held a leaf and carefully covered Wanying's nails.

The word 'relative' almost made Wanying's tears fall. This kind of taste is too uncomfortable, and she would rather He You'an treat herself like an enemy, so that she doesn't feel indebted.

"Where's Hongfu? Where's it? Wanying's hands were pulled, and she had no free hands to wipe her tears, so she could only tilt her face and try to penetrate the tears.

"You little girl, huh? Are you grinding with the old bustard? The camp prostitute said as she wrapped the thread.

It was night, there was no more warmth in the tent, Wanying slept lightly for a while, only to feel that her fingertips were swollen, and the alum was burning a little hot, and suddenly thought of the figure at the door of the labor camp, and got up in a ghostly way.

Sure enough, still standing there. Wan Ying knew that in the dead of night, he would always come here to stand for a while. If one person stands outside, how can the person in the bed sleep?

Seeing Wanying approaching, He Youan asked anxiously, "Is it still hot tonight?" ”

A boredom rose in Wanying's heart, this He You'an always looked infatuated.

However, this time it was strange, Wanying's annoyance disappeared before it swelled.

"It's not that hot tonight, it's cool."

"Then why can't you sleep?"

"I've just slept for a while." Wanying definitely can't say: You stand here, I can't sleep.

"In a few days, when the battle is won, I can send you back."

Wanying heard this, and raised her eyelids blankly: he never wanted to occupy himself, he made up his mind to send himself to the capital and return to the emperor's side.

Wan Ying stopped talking, and gently lowered her gaze, she couldn't bear the burning of He You'an's eyes. She kind of wanted to run away.

"General, it's so late, let's go back and settle down early."

He You'an's heart melted, this was the first time Wanying cared about herself from the bottom of her heart. How could he be willing to leave so soon.

"Again...... A few more words...... Go back again, okay? "Or humbly into the dust and begging.

"Then I'll go back first, thank you for the stuff." Wanying didn't dare to fight, she could take the initiative to come out and say thank you to him, such a scene was beyond her consciousness.

"Wan ......" He Youan wanted to keep it across the fence, but he didn't dare to call him by his name anymore.

Wanying ran away, she didn't dare to entangle with He Youan too much.

In the dark forest, a sharp arrow aimed at Wanying's heart quietly drew the bow. The bright moonlight shot an imperceptible cold light on the cold arrow, but it did not escape He You'an's sensitivity.

He Youan hadn't confirmed his guess yet, and suddenly rushed towards Wanying, Wanying heard He Youan's crazy footsteps and shouts, and she almost wanted to turn around in her heart, and scolded He Youan's face fiercely: "Don't be delusional, I just thank you for your kindness!" ”

"Wanying, little ......" He You'an's cry during the run was not fully spoken, and he was already half-lying behind Wanying.

At the same time, two cold arrows were pierced in the tent in front of Wan Ying. If you shoot three arrows at the same time, if you shoot yourself, you will surely die.

He Youan didn't care about his arrow wounds, and shouted outside the labor camp: "Catch the assassin!" ”

After saying this, he fell into Wanying's arms.

A cold arrow with poison pierced He You'an's back.

Wanying, who was panicked, didn't expect He Youan to protect herself in such a way. The tears and apologies that had been hoarded in my heart finally came in a roar.

"Lang Zhong, Lang Zhong, help, help!" Wanying is like a mad lioness, screaming at the starry night sky.

The silent labor camp was as chaotic as day, and the assassin was a man who dared to die, and when there was no way to escape, he committed suicide by poisoning.

In the big tent of the Chinese army, General Cao kicked over He Youan's bookcase, pointed at Lang Zhong with a long knife and scolded: "If you can't save him, don't want to live, you have to die!" ”

More than a dozen Lang Zhong trembled and knelt on the ground, kowtowed like pounding garlic, and said tremblingly: "General, arrow wounds are easy to treat, poisonous wounds are difficult to treat, everything depends on the will of heaven." ”

"Fart! Fart! Look at the special providence, Lao Tzu is the first to kill you! ”

"General, you just killed me, whether the general can wake up or not depends on the will of God!"

Lang Zhong had tried his best to block He You'an's meridians, and in the early morning, they expected that it might be poisonous, so they immediately stripped the flesh of the wound. After all, it is highly toxic, and after a tumor, there is still some subtle toxicity that swims into the body.

He You'an, who was in a coma, seemed to be asleep, and General Cao was at a loss for words with tears. I had already planned to attack Fuzhou City the next day, but I didn't expect such a change to happen the night before.

"General Cao, do you want to attack tomorrow?" A counselor asked tentatively.

General Cao said tangledly: "Let's see how long it will take for the general to wake up." ”

"General Cao, the opportunity is fleeting, while Wei Yanei and Fang Songding haven't noticed our deployment, give him a catch."

"No, General He won't wake up, and he can't fight."

General Cao's worries and hesitations were not groundless. There are descendants and collateral lines in the 100,000 army, He Youan's own elite men and horses are only 5,000, plus General Cao's 15,000, General Tang's 20,000, and General Han's 20,000, a total of 60,000.

But the commander of the Western Army battalion is the old department of Wu'an Hou, to put it bluntly, this time he is following the Southern Expedition army to pick up cheap, whether it is camping or strategic deployment, the Western Army is closely following He Youan's Chinese army. Don't want anything else, just want to get a piece of the pie when you win.

There were originally nearly 10,000 personal soldiers in Fuzhou City, plus Fang Songding's 30,000 horses, a total of 40,000. These are the last brave people who remain. The storming of Fuzhou is bound to be a bloody battle. If he charges in front, if the Western Army makes a ghost behind him, it will be the real praying mantis catching cicadas and yellow finches behind.

What's even more dangerous is that now He Youan is unconscious, and he takes his men and horses to tear it up, if the Western Army draws salaries from the bottom of the kettle, He Youan will definitely die.

General Cao was so worried about this thing that he was dying, and at this juncture, such an accident occurred. It's really unlucky.

finally survived until victory was imminent, and suddenly made such a play, which really made people want to kill people to vent their anger.

The resentment in General Cao's heart, of course, fell on Wanying's head unreservedly. Since he had this woman, He Youan was like losing his soul, and now he even took his life for her, thinking of this, General Cao waved his long knife and cut off the knife holder next to him at once.

The kneeling Lang Zhong had long been frightened, curled up on the ground, trembling.

General Cao definitely didn't dare to hack Wanying to death, so he could only vent the anger in his heart to other places, and after cutting the knife holder, he shouted at the imperial doctor on the ground: "Within three days, if you can't save General He, you are just like this knife holder." ”

One Lang Zhong was too frightened and fainted intuitively. General Cao took the trouble to say: "Carry it out and raise the corpse, don't be an eyesore here." ”