The wind whistled in my ears, blowing so hard that I couldn't open my eyes, and all the scenery retreated at a galloping back.

Wen Wanrong was so frightened that she lost her face, tried to control it, but with little success, she simply gave up, and held on to the reins and saddle tightly to ensure that people would not fall off the horse.

The guards outside the racecourse also noticed that something was wrong, and it was too late to stop it.

There was no way to get close to the rushing horses with the strength of one person, and the guards hurriedly found a few people to intercept them, and at the same time called someone to inform Qin Yang.

The horse also seemed to understand human nature, and knew that someone was chasing and intercepting him, so he quickened his speed, jumped up, jumped over the man-high fence, and ran towards the grove in the distance.

Everyone was stunned, and then there was a commotion.

The war horse has been trained, and he will come back by himself after going crazy, but no one can guarantee whether the person riding the horse can return to Zhao completely.

When Qin Yang received the report, he was doing a sand table deduction for the next attack with Song Zhi in the conference camp.

"Rubbish! I can't even look at a brute! Prepare the horses! He yelled.

Immediately someone outside brought his horse.

Qin Yang quickly got on his horse and headed in the direction of Wen Wanrong.

Wen Wanrong entered the grove, due to the uneven terrain, the horse's speed slowed down, and she still had no intention of stopping.

She tried to control it, but the beast came away, ran deeper without being informed, and walked in a place that seemed to be flat with leaves.

With your experience in horseback riding, it's best to walk on a road that you can see.

Wen Wanrong tried her best to find a way to adjust the route, but she couldn't prevent the horse's front hooves from stepping on the air, kneeling down, and falling forward, her body sank, and she was thrown out.

Her vision swirled, and she slammed into an arm-thick sapling, and fell out with half of the tree and the hairpin on her head, and she snorted, lying on the emerald green branches and leaves, and the green silk scattered to the ground.

The pain swept through her body, draining all her strength, and she couldn't tell where she had fallen, her mouth was full of rust, Wen Wanrong tried to get up, she wanted to go back, but in the end, she could only think about it.

I don't know how long I lay down until I heard the sound of horses' hooves coming from far and near.

Dressed in silver armor that refracted the dazzling light, she squinted, and the tall, familiar figure walked to her side, as if thinking about something, and picked her up from the ground for a while.

Wen Wanrong suddenly understood that Qin Yang was just thinking about whether to save her.

No wonder he was rude to her, saying that he admired the scenery outside the Seychelles, and deliberately picked a fierce horse to embarrass her.

She had already felt Qin Yang's disgust, but why did she want to kill her and save her?

What's with?

Wen Wanrong thought about the past and back experiences, and didn't feel that she had offended him anywhere.

"General Qin......" She endured the pain, leaned on his shoulder, and said angrily, "Where I didn't do well, please ......"

The word "correction" did not come out, and a fishy sweetness appeared in his throat.

She couldn't hold back, choked out, splashed on the shiny armor and Qin Yang's chin, the warm liquid was dotted, and it was shockingly bright.

"Don't talk." Qin Yang frowned and hurried back to the camp.

Wen Wanrong moved her lips, as if she still had something to say, but in the end she didn't say anything.

When she returned to camp, she could barely move, her consciousness drifting farther and farther away, and she was trapped in long, dark dreams.

The military doctor arrived, diagnosed internal injuries and musculoskeletal contusions, and prescribed internal and external medicine and handed it to Qin Yang.

He personally undressed her and gave her medicine, and he heard Wen Wanrong frowning and humming from time to time.

I thought it hurt, but I didn't like it when I listened carefully.

Qin Yang listened patiently for a long time before she could hear what she was talking about.

She was shouting "little lady......

Engage in humanistic care with an eyeliner, Queen Du is idle enough.

Qin Yang stared at Wen Wanrong expressionlessly, snorted with great sarcasm, covered the quilt casually, and turned to leave.

In the evening, he went to Song Zhi's tent to spend the night.

Song Zhi didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement, and soured him: "There are beauties who hug each other and sleep, and they come here to disturb the scenery." ”

"You think Lao Tzu loves to sleep in your kinky den." Qin Yang took out a cherry powder belt from a stack of clothes, pulled out two belly pockets tied together, with an inferior rouge smell, and raised his eyebrows.

Song Zhi hurriedly went over to put it away, shouting to remember.

Qin Yang was too lazy to listen to the fallacies, so he lay down on the bed and told him to sleep on the floor.

Song Zhi slept in bed, beat him to death and didn't sleep on the ground, and went out to have fun and find balance with his nose crooked.

Qin Yang went with him, and when he calmed down, the word "looking for fun" came out of his mind, and Wen Wanrong's fair and beautiful face involuntarily appeared......

The thought is fleeting, and she is not the only woman in the world who has died.

He cursed the hell, closed his eyes, and slept.

Wen Wanrong recuperated in Qin Yang's tent for a few days, and Qin Yang slept in Song Zhi's place for a few days.

Song Zhi is looking for fun and addiction.

Qin Yang asked him to pay attention to the influence of discipline, don't die on the battlefield, die in the gentle township of his own people.

Song Zhi showed a look of fifty steps and a hundred steps of laughter, pointed to Wen Wanrong, who was limping and carrying a food box in the distance, and smacked upside: "If you sleep with her, I don't have to vacate the floor every night." ”

Qin Yang glanced at Wen Wanrong, then looked at Song Zhi, and smiled a little crazy: "Okay, tonight I will sleep with a beautiful woman, who do you love, your father shouldn't know that the belly pocket of your tent is enough to make a door curtain, right?" ”

Song Zhi immediately understood, and immediately recognized his relatives: "Brother, you can't tell my father, he will break my legs, it's not a joke." ”

Qin Yang didn't eat this set: "It's useless to call the ancestors." ”

Song Zhi saw that he was really there, and put forward an exchange condition: "If I have a way, I can find out if Wen Wanrong is eyeliner in a short time, and we will clear up the matter of the belly pocket." ”

Qin Yang's tail voice rose "oh", and he groaned slightly, hanging his appetite: "Let's talk about it after lunch." ”