The cold wind was like the old man's rough hands blowing across the woman's cheeks, and in the gathered firelight, only the sound of the military staff falling together, and only the blood gradually oozing from behind the white clothes was as red as the firelight.

Song Ling's forehead was oozing with sweat, and he had fainted in pain, but his clenched hands were still in the shape of fists.

She was just glad that it was not Yang Xue who suffered this sin.

"How is she?" Murong Chong didn't go to see her, and he couldn't go to see her at this time.

Only by waiting for Yuan Xiang to hear the news that he could relax a little.

"Still faint, the king of Jibei has invited the best doctor, and he has already taken medicine." Yuan Xiang said.

He knew how much the King of Zhongshan longed to see Miss Ling and wanted to be by her side now. However, in this extraordinary period, he can only choose to avoid suspicion.

Hearing Yuan Xiang say this, Murong Chong still sighed deeply, these fifty military staff even ordinary men can't stand it, no matter how strong Ah Ling is, in the end she is a daughter.

Even if you take medicine, lying in bed for ten days and half a month is indispensable.

I'm afraid that before I go on the expedition, I will never see her again.

****

Three days later

When Song Ling woke up, Murong Chong's army had already set out.

Her fever hadn't subsided, and it was even more difficult to get out of bed, and she didn't even have a chance to see him go away.

Some things, as if they were destined, no matter how much they love each other, they will inevitably pass by.

On the way to Luoyang, Murong Chong and Gao Ruqing rode side by side, but they were silent all the way.

"Lord Wang, are you still angry with Gao Ruqing?"

Gao Ruqing looked at Murong Chong cautiously, only to see that the man's face was cold, and his sword eyebrows were cold with autumn, and he never saw a stretch, just like his heart that he couldn't stretch at this time.

I don't know, Ah Ling, what's going on now.

Murong Chong didn't look at her, his eyes kept looking at the road ahead, and said indifferently, "You are thinking about Da Yan, you are thinking about me, there is nothing wrong." ”

His indifference made her feel a chill in her heart.

He took great care of Song Ling, like the warmth of spring and March; And he treats her just like the cold wind of the cold winter of Layue, and he doesn't care about pain or itching.

Many times, she was really jealous of Song Ling.

But she is Gao Ruqing, a strange woman in the world, strong as a wall and a shield, how can she be easily sad.

The jealousy and hatred between women are often much more dangerous than the blades on the battlefield.

Instead, she deliberately looked ashamed, looked sad, and said gracefully, "It's just Song Ling, but she suffered." ”

As soon as he heard Ah Ling's name, Murong Chong reined in the reins of the horse, and was obviously stunned.

He didn't say anything and moved on.

"I regard Song Ling as Sister Jinlan, and seeing her next to the military staff, I feel really uncomfortable in my heart." Gao Ruqing sighed.

Murong Chong's eyes darkened, and the sound of the cane falling together echoed in his ears.

Gao Ruqing looked at him, his look, his gaze, and a slight change, she knew how much he cared about Song Ling in his heart.

However, as long as she does not reach the end, she cannot give up easily.

"Knowing that she has suffered on behalf of others, I have nothing to do......"

Before Gao Ruqing finished speaking, he was interrupted by Murong Chong, "There is no need to mention this matter again." ”

She had thought that Murong Chong would be interested in the truth, but obviously, he already knew everything.

At this time, there was a sudden noise behind the army, and a few people were obviously stagnant, and they were a long distance away from his men.

"Lord Qiqi, General Su said that he was tired, and his men and horses rested on the spot, and we couldn't move him at all." Yuan Xiang said angrily.

Murong Chong's face was full of indifference, as if he was expecting, "Go and see what tricks he can play." ”

Su Qinchong had already taken off his armor and sat on the ground with his subordinates, and when he saw Murong Chong, he didn't get up.

Murong Chong glanced at him coldly, and then said with a calm expression, "General Su is tired?" ”

"I'm tired, let's rest, if the prince is in a hurry, take his subordinates forward first." Su Qinchong fanned the wind in one hand and held a water bag in the other, and said casually.

"Lord Wang, he did ......it on purpose," Gao Ruqing couldn't help but whisper to Murong Chong.

However, Murong Chong didn't think so, his face was still calm, not angry, but his tone was more concerned, "Since General Su and his subordinates are tired, this is not enough to just drink water, this king should give you some food." ”

Su Qinchong was stunned for a moment, he had thought about all kinds of scenes where Murong Chong was angry or left angrily, but he never thought that he would say this.

He originally planned that if Murong Chong was angry or wanted to punish them, he would take the opportunity to create conflicts and cause dissatisfaction among his subordinates, and then return to Guanzhong with his soldiers.

If Murong Chong ignored them and led his troops to Luoyang by himself, he would not be able to capture Luoyang with his thousands of soldiers and horses.

No matter what the case was, he had fulfilled Murong Yue's entrustment.

It's just that he didn't expect Murong Chong to be so calm, and he couldn't imagine what Murong Chong would do next.

He only asked curiously, "Is the prince going to distribute grain and grass now?" ”

"I don't need food or grass yet." Murong Chong sneered, and suddenly drew a long arrow with lightning in one hand, stepped the big bow, and when the arrow was on the bow, the bow was already full.

Before a man's exclamation could be heard, the arrow had already left the string and galloped away.

"General! General!" Su Qinchong's subordinates closed their eyes, obviously frightened.

"Lord Wang, what do you mean by this? Can't you slaughter my men? Su Qinchong had already fallen into his bag and got up, and just wanted to take the opportunity to attack, but when he looked at the arrow on the man's head again, he couldn't help but gasp in his heart.

"The general doesn't need to panic, this king just looks at this summer cicada as if it is delicious, and gives your subordinates a taste." Murong Conflict's face turned pale, he raised his ink-colored longbow, and said sharply like a king, "There are a lot of cicadas, are there any tired and hungry people who want to rest!" ”

Many people suddenly stood up from the ground, and somehow they were intimidated by Murong Chong.

The arrow pierced through the cicada's belly, entered the wood for three points, and just shot on the head of a sitting Yan soldier, only a millimeter between it and the hair, but it was unharmed.

Su Qinchong was shocked, and the cool air did not subside, so he quickly leaned over and said respectfully, "Let's continue to move forward with the prince." ”

In the middle of the night, the Yan army had already set up camp, except for the soldiers who were guarding in shifts, the others had also rested.

However, danger always creeps in when you least expect it.

Suddenly, dozens of rockets surged into flames, and the roofs of several tents were on fire, including the tents of Su Qinchong and Gao Gai.

Everyone woke up in the flames.

The Yan army was in a mess due to the sudden attack, some people rushed into the fire to save their comrades, and some people hurried to the nearest river to catch water.

But fortunately, there were no other attacks except for the fire. Although the fire was large, it was mainly concentrated in a few tents, and the implication was not very wide.