Chapter XXVII: A Tribute to the Soldiers

After washing the scalpel and coming back, Yun Xi looked at Qi Yuan who was standing next to his seat, and politely made a gesture of invitation to himself.

"Miss Yun, young marshal, please change the carriage!"

Yun Xi nodded, packed the things on the table and put them in her backpack.

What happened just now, the whole car looked at her with strange eyes, and this feeling was very bad.

Step into the exclusive carriage of Mufeichi, which is divided into half sleeper and half restaurant.

At a glance, except for Jiang Wanyun, a woman, the rest of the carriage were men with strong blood.

Seeing her, Shen Yichen opened his eyes and smiled at her.

Diagonally opposite, Mu Feichi dominated a row of seats, leaning on the back of the chair with his legs folded, and looking at her with deep eyes.

The men in the carriage also looked at her, and her first aid deeds in the past few minutes had been spread all over the carriage by Feng Rui's big mouth.

Coupled with her deeds in the base against the wolves, everyone looked at her with a bit of curiosity and inquiry.

I thought it would be a strange woman, but I didn't expect it to be ...... It's a bud that hasn't even grown hair!

One or two curious chatters rang out in the cafeteria.

Mu Feichi wrinkled his eyebrows slightly, his sharp eyes swept to the group of soldiers around him, and said coldly: "All attention!" Turn back, target sleeper, and walk in unison! ”

The cold rally sounded, and everyone trembled, not daring to wail or question.

All the well-trained men stood in a military posture in a matter of seconds, obediently obeying the order and turning back to their sleepers.

Yun Xi watched a group of masculine soldiers walk in front of him, brushing his gaze, everyone with curiosity and forbearance on their faces.

She blinked in confusion, a little puzzled, did they treat her like a monster?

Soon, there were four people left in the restaurant, and Yun Xi stepped forward to check Shen Yichen's wound, and the bleeding had stopped.

Jiang Wanyun looked at her with a little respect and gratitude, "Girl, what's your name?" Are you going to Kyoto too? ”

"My surname is Yun, Yunxi."

"Surname Yun?" Jiang Wanyun looked at her inquiringly, and then looked at her with her eyes.

With her long black hair tied into a ponytail, and she is dressed in a white-washed long-sleeved T-shirt and trousers, she really looks like a girl from the countryside at first glance.

looks ordinary, but has a beautiful and extraordinary face.

The delicate eyebrows and eyes, the sparkling smile, reflect the calm and clear eyes, although immature, but just right.

This is a girl who knows how to hide clumsy, beautiful but unassuming.

Even if it is low-key, there is a charm that can't be concealed, and people can't help but dig deeper into her.

is almost a woman's consciousness, Jiang Wanyun feels that the girl in front of her, in a few years, will definitely grow into a charming and enchanting superlative.

"Which Yun family is it? Maybe it's someone I know! ”

Yun Xi blinked, seeing Jiang Wanyun's exploration and defense, and did not say it explicitly.

"There are many Yun families in Kyoto, and our small family is just an ordinary family, and Mrs. is in love!"

If it is said clearly, with the thoughts of their rich and noble families, it is estimated that she will think that she saved her son with ulterior motives.

Jiang Wanyun thought to herself, such an ordinary country girl, the Yun family, who has a marriage contract with their Jiang family, should have nothing to do with it.

Turning around, she walked towards Mu Feichi, who was sitting behind her, and sat down sideways directly on the seat opposite him, raising her eyes to meet his gloomy gaze, with a plain and humble attitude.

"The young marshal has something to do with me?"

Unlike the madness and fascination of those women when they saw him, she looked at him with a calm, unwavering, and even a little respect.

He could see that this respect was not his status as a major marshal, but a respect for a soldier.