Chapter Ninety-Five: Panic and Confusion

"Nope." Wen Yuxin almost roared and shouted at Jiang Xinyi, and the soldiers in the distance all looked over in surprise.

Liu Jun and Xiao Li didn't hear what Jiang Xinyi said that could make the prince lose his temper so disrespectfully.

"If it doesn't work, it won't work, what are you shouting, neurosis." Jiang Xinyi felt that he was very faceless, why did he murder himself in front of so many people. She muttered and turned, stomping her feet back.

This time, Wen Yuxin took away two-thirds of the troops in the barracks, so the barracks seemed much more deserted. Jiang Xinyi went back to her residence to wash up, and went directly to Qiao Er's tent to have breakfast with them. They asked her if she was afraid if the enemy army came over, and she shook her head and said that she was not afraid, she really didn't have that concept.

Everyone in the barracks knew that she was a woman and had a special status, but no one excluded her, although she was very ugly, but she was really not annoying, and she joked with everyone while eating. One by one, they felt sorry for her in secret, a very good person, how could there be such an ugly face?

But no one would have thought that she was the general's woman, and even if they knew that they were in the same room, they knew that there were two beds in that room. There are too many generals and women, and they won't take a fancy to this pockmark.

"Xiao Jiang, you haven't finished talking about the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea last night." Qiao Er squeezed to her side with a bowl and asked.

"Everybody has to 'drill' during the day, and let's do it at night." Jiang Xinyi said to him.

When Qiao Er heard this, he happily turned around and said to those soldiers; "Did you hear it, Xiao Jiang said that he would continue to talk in the evening, everyone must not be lazy, and they must practice with their hearts."

"Understood." A loud echo.

After breakfast, Jiang Xinyi helped the soldiers pack up the dishes and chopsticks, sent them to the room, and rolled up her sleeves to help wash the dishes. The cooks in the room also liked this pockmarked chick in their hearts, and they didn't pretend to be eggs because of the general's favor.

After Jiang Xinyi walked around the room, she finally knew that she was really the only female "sex" in the barracks, and even the ones who washed the clothes for the generals were men. By the way, clothes, Jiang Xinyi suddenly thought that the ones she had changed were still piled up at the foot of the bed and had not been washed, so she hurriedly went back to wash them, saying that she couldn't let a man wash them, that would be too much to say.

Originally, she planned to go to the gang's room to ask for some hot water, but when she saw that the soldiers were washing their clothes in cold water, she was too embarrassed to open her mouth and walked back empty-handed.

Jiang Xinyi washed her clothes, her hands were already red from the cold, she hurriedly dried her clothes, rubbed her hands, and continued to practice darts in the house.

Her arms were even more sore, and the muscles in her legs were aching from the two days of exercise, and she knew that this condition would be relieved in two more days.

The day passed quickly, today's results were good, there were three darts on the target, no matter where they were pierced, at least this was progress, Jiang Xinyi was quite satisfied with herself.

The person who hadn't seen Li Changsheng for a day must have gone to the front with that dead pervert. Jiang Xinyi went out to have dinner in Qiao Er's tent, and she didn't even have to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, she had already been snatched away by a few soldiers who wanted to hear the story.

Jiang Xinyi was still sitting in the middle of the bunk like the night before, and Qiao Er hurriedly found two cleaner quilts and surrounded her. There were a lot more listeners, and even the cooks in the room came, and their expressions of adoration made Jiang Xinyi feel a sense of accomplishment, and she really wanted to go to modern times to drag her parents over and let them see how popular she was.

She continued to talk about the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea, and Qiao Er next to her would hand her a bowl of hot water when she paused, so that she could moisten her throat.

Storytelling is her forte, and in modern times, she has won several trophies of story kings. She also wanted to go over to tell stories professionally, but she was scolded by her father and gave up.

But those classic ancient and modern Chinese and foreign stories and legends, she memorized them all well. She thought about it, what Three Kingdoms, Heaven and Dragon Slayer, Yue Fei, Yang Jiajiang, etc., can be told to them, but the Water Margin, she didn't plan to talk about it, why? Because she is afraid that once this story spreads, I am afraid that some people will also learn to rebel, she doesn't want to become a public enemy of the court, and she still wants to find a handsome guy to live a small life peacefully.

At the end of the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea, the audience did not rush to disperse, and were anxious to ask Qiao Er, will you still tell the story tomorrow? Qiao Er has become very angry now because of his relationship with Jiang Xinyi, and when he asked Jiang Xinyi, he clearly told everyone that Xiao Jiang would come tomorrow night, and he would tell many good stories in the future, so they went back to their tent with confidence.

Qiao Er and Yang Huaiyu sent Jiang Xinyi to her residence, and after greeting the two guards outside the door, they turned around and left.

Jiang Xinyi entered the house, closed the door bolt, lit the candle and walked into the room. She suddenly realized that she didn't want to come back here, empty. During the day, she didn't feel anything wrong, but at night, how could she suddenly think of that dead pervert.

Want to know what he's doing? Is there already a war? Slept? Uh-huh, what is this for? What is he doing about his business? Jiang Xinyi patted her forehead with her hand in annoyance. I took off my coat and got into the cold quilt, Mom, it's so cold. Although she also held the quilt on Wen Yuxin's bed to her bed, she still shivered coldly.

Jiang Xinyi curled up, and at this time, she didn't fantasize about electric blankets, air conditioners or anything in her mind. His mind is full of Wen Yuxin, if he is there, he will hug her, it will be really comfortable and warm.

No, no, stop, why do you think of him again! Jiang Xinyi irritably pulled up the quilt and covered her face.

It's only because I'm cold that I think of him, and it's only because I'm used to it that I think of him, and there's nothing else, it's definitely not that I have feelings for him, absolutely not! She began to close her eyes in annoyance and count the sheep, but after counting the sheep on several farms, she still couldn't sleep.

The quilt on her head exuded the smell of Wen Yuxin, stimulating her nerves. No way, she quickly pulled down the quilt, stared at the candle on the small table, listened to the burning candle crackling, impossible, she would never have a feeling for him, never!

You must find a way to ask your face clearly from Tie Xin how to restore its original appearance. Let her leave like this, she won't.

Jiang Xinyi kept turning over in bed, telling herself again and again not to be confused, to understand her position, maybe tomorrow will be fine. She forcibly reminded herself of the incident that happened at Xiaohuai's house, and the scene when he kicked herself with his foot and whipped herself, hoping that this would dilute the image in his mind. But the effect is not very good, only after a short while, she will still think of his kindness to herself, spoiling herself.

What a fucking shit, she scolded herself.

After tossing for a long time, she fell asleep, and until dawn, the bed was still cold, and there was no heat at all. Her body was still curled, and she even regretted why she didn't bring Xiaoping here.

In the days that followed, Wen Yuxin never came back, but occasionally someone would send some wounded back and transfer some soldiers. It seems that the battle ahead is quite intense. Jiang Xinyi restrained herself from inquiring about the battle situation, and consciously joined the team to care for the wounded. The story is still being told, but the location has changed, and it is in the place where the wounded are recuperating.

Every day, she still runs "exercises", and then practices according to the internal skills taught to her by Wen Yuxin. She also made her own pair of gaiters filled with sand and tied them to her calves, so that she could run faster when she escaped later.

She also asked for a bag of food from the house, filled it with sand and made a sandbag and tied it to a tree, and when she practiced boxing, she also wrapped strips of cloth around her hands, she didn't want to train her hands so roughly, like her father, her fists were full of calluses.

Time passed quickly, and when Wen Yuxin led the team back to the base camp, it was already a month later.

When Jiang Xinyi learned the news, her heart was in chaos. Although she spends her time every day, practicing, helping to cook in the room, helping to take care of the sick and wounded, and telling them stories until midnight.

But when he returned to the room, when he was lying on the bed shivering cold, he would think of his warm embrace. In the morning, when I comb my hair with a wooden comb, I think about how he looks when he combs his hair, and every day, when I run "", my eyes always hope to see him appear at the gate on a war horse.

"Milk" and "milk", how do you feel that you are in love, Jiang Xinyi looks down on herself more and more. Didn't you always care about him, but when did he slip into his heart! When did you become so immune?

Doesn't falling in love with him mean that you have compromised? That's not good, he has several women, and a son, and she doesn't want to be a stepmother. I don't want to share a man with other women.

When punching the sandbag, Jiang Xinyi regarded the sandbag as an imaginary enemy, thinking that he was standing in front of him. When she was practicing darts, she also drew a portrait of him and pasted it on the target. She began to hate the man again, because he had upset himself and was 'messed up'.

In the month that person left, Jiang Xinyi found that her thoughts about him were getting stronger and stronger. Clearly warn yourself not to fall into + passion, don't take him too seriously, but you can't do it at all.

When she heard the sound of horses' hooves outside the barracks, and saw several generals standing in the barracks standing in line at the door, she knew that people had returned.

I was going to just watch it from a distance, but when he really rode a war horse and entered the barracks in the dust, she felt her heart beat faster, and the ghost ran over, and even hoped that he would jump off the horse when he saw her, give her a hug, and then hug her in circles, isn't it like that in the movie?

This spring hasn't arrived yet, how did I get sick of a nymphomaniac, it's a shame!

"You're back." Jiang Xinyi asked with a smile as she stood in front of his horse.