The soldier's face was burned by the flames of war, and few parts of the armor on his body were intact, and the most deadly was the sword in his abdomen, which continued to spill blood...

Because it was not timely, the wound became severe.

Jian Zhan grabbed her and said to the soldiers transporting the wounded, "Find the best military doctor and try your best to save him." ”

One of the soldiers couldn't help crying when he saw Song Xiaoxiao's trembling voice and application action.

Another soldier said: "General Jian and the military adviser rest assured, we will not give up any of our comrades." ”

After speaking, the two soldiers carried the wounded away.

Song Xiaoxiaofeng's eyes were smeared with blood, blurring little by little, she pushed Jian Zhan away and walked out of the city, walked a few steps, and finally fell back weakly.

Then Jian Zhan shouted with all his might, "Military Division! Strategist!! ”

Song Xiaoxiao had a dream, and people kept waving to him in the dream.

"Xiao Qi, it's dangerous over there, if you go any further, you'll be gone..."

"Your Highness, come back... Come back soon..."

Surprise!

When Song Xiaoxiao woke up, he found that his feet were being held down.

Ling Xiaoye looked at her, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, "You're awake." ”

"What are you doing?" Song Xiaoxiao's blood-stained robe was replaced, and only an inner robe was worn.

Seeing that the robe was still her own, Song Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh, you've got a fever, I've been taking care of you all these days." Ling Xiaoyi withdrew his hand, "Don't get me wrong, the general ordered me to guard you." ”

Song Xiaoxiao made a lot of limelight on the battlefield this time, King Qin's side had already paid attention to her, Duan Jiuqing was afraid that King Qin's old tricks would be repeated, so he let Jian Zhan and Ling Xiaoxie take turns to stay by her side, and also assigned a lot of men and horses to garrison the city tower until she woke up.

"Is that what you call care?"

Song Xiaoxiao spread his palms down and repeated the movements he saw and smelled when he woke up towards the five claws.

Ling Xiaoxie laughed angrily at her, "What, it's obvious that you are not honest when you sleep, you always kick off the quilt, and shout in a daze, Brother Yilan... I can't help it. ”

Song Xiaoxiao ignored him and rolled over and got out of bed.

"Eh, who is Yilan? Do you still have an older brother? ”

"I don't know. I don't remember anything from before. Song Xiaoxiao responded lightly, walked to the back of the table, opened the cabinet and took out a dark blue robe to change into, and after scattering her hair, she straightened it up again.

Ling Xiaoxie looked at her back, and the moment her hair fell, she lost her mind for a moment.

If he didn't know Song Xiaoxiao's identity, looking at it from behind, he would definitely conclude that she was a girl.

It's not that Ling Xiaoxiao is clumsy, it's really that Song Xiaoxiao's figure is too small.

"Were you really a Hanako before you joined the army?" If so, it makes sense.

How good can Hanako be?

Not being able to eat is a common thing in Ling Xiaoxie's concept.

"If you had a choice, would you live a life where you couldn't even live with enough food and clothing?" In ancient times, reincarnation was a technical work.

Talent and wisdom are all acquired.

Don't instill in her the concept of what way to go on your own, to survive in this feudal dynasty occupied by a society without the rule of law, the people can only follow the officials, and the officials can only act according to the face of the king.

Everyone lives carefully, and very few people can be satisfied with the status quo.

Too many people want to go far on the road of official careers, except for the sons of the family who were eunuchs in the past dynasties, how many ordinary people can walk with their waists straight in the officialdom?

Things changed, and they had to bend over and walk, and they kept clinging, and in the end, Rui became the face they hated at first...