Chapter Twenty-Nine: Leaving the Camp
"The rest of the military sticks will be remembered for him, and there will be a next time, and he will be punished together." Wan Chongshan retracted his gaze and commanded the executioning guards.
"Yes, General."
Qingzhou saw that he was relieved, and his heart was steady, after she saluted to Wanzhong Mountain, she helped Wan Zi'an up with the attendants, Wan Zi'an was beaten really not lightly this time, just stood up, he broke out in a cold sweat, he didn't dare to stay longer, and he also had grievances against Wanzhong Mountain in his heart, so he only let Qingzhou and the attendants help him and leave the military tent of Wanzhong Mountain.
Wan Chongshan stood there, watching Qingzhou help Wan Zi'an out of his sight, he didn't say anything, and after a while, he said to his subordinates on the side; "Let the medic take a look."
Everyone knows that Wan Zi'an is Wan Chongshan's nephew, although Wan Chongshan is a little harsh on his nephew on weekdays, but in the end, Wan Jia'an now only has Wan Zi'an's blood and bones, and how can there be no reason for not hurting.
Wan Zi'an was naked, lying on the collapse, the military doctor had already come, although the injuries on Wan Zi'an's back looked terrifying, but they were all flesh wounds, it was obvious that the executioner was afraid of Wan Zi'an's identity, and did not dare to make a heavy hand, and did not hurt his muscles and bones.
Even so, those flesh wounds still tortured Wan Zi'an, he had beads of sweat on his forehead, and there were attendants guarding him to give him medicine, only his face was pale in pain, and he couldn't stand gasping.
As a man, the squire's gesture was naturally heavy, and when Qingzhou saw it in his eyes, he took the ointment from the squire's hand and said softly; "I'll do it."
The attendant was really unwilling to serve Wan Zi'an, the delicate and expensive young master, and when he heard Qingzhou speak, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly said; "There's Mrs. Law."
Qingzhou picked out a plaster from the medicine bottle, and carefully applied it to Wan Zi'an's back, Wan Zi'an endured the pain, and didn't look at Qingzhou, only vomited in a dumb voice; "Why do you plead for me when I do this to you?"
Qingzhou was slightly stunned, she didn't speak, just for Wan Zi'an to take the medicine well, sensing the softness of her fingertips, Wan Zi'an's eyes moved slightly, and she didn't speak again.
After taking the medicine, Qingzhou packed up his things and said to Wan Zi'an; "You have a good rest." After speaking, he got up and left Wan Zi'an's tent.
"You wait." Wan Zi'an called her.
Qingzhou turned around and looked at him with some puzzlement.
Wan Zi'an greeted Qingzhou's warm and beautiful pupils, but he was slightly stunned, maybe it was Qingzhou's intercession for him this time, maybe it was Qingzhou's careful care these days, thinking of the previous things, Wan Zi'an was a little embarrassed, he looked away, paused, and then said; "I drank too much that night, I shouldn't have hit you, not next time."
Hearing this, Qingzhou's heart was shocked, as if she didn't expect Wan Zi'an to say such a thing to herself, she lowered her eyes, and she didn't know what to say to Wan Zi'an, so she had to say; "I'll go back first, if there's anything, you can ask someone to call me."
After speaking, Qingzhou left Wan Zi'an's tent, but before he took a few steps, he saw a tall figure in front of him, followed by two attendants, striding over.
"Uncle." Seeing the ten thousand mountains, the light boat blessed the body.
Wan Chongshan glanced at her and said; "How's that kid?"
"My husband has already taken the medicine and rested." The light boat voice is very soft.
Wan Chongshan looked at her standing there like a willow, caught off guard, and said a sentence, "Do you complain about me?" ”
When Qingzhou heard this, she was suddenly shocked in her heart, she raised her eyes to look at the man, and shook her head, "Uncle is for the good of her husband, Qingzhou will never complain about you." ”
Wanzhongshan's heart was dark, he silently turned his gaze away, and spoke in a deep voice; "When he recovers, I'll send you to Yanzhou."
Hearing that Wan Chongshan was going to send himself and Wan Zi'an out of the barracks, Qingzhou was puzzled, but he didn't dare to ask, after Wan Chongshan finished speaking, he didn't say anything more to her, and walked into the tent to see his nephew's injuries.
Wan Zi'an's injuries have been recuperating for more than half a month.
In the past half a month, the Liao army has launched several large and small attacks on the Wanjia army, Wanzhong Mountain has been busy for several days, and the light boat has been busy for several days, and the forsythia together to take care of Wan Zi'an's daily life, maybe there is an injury, and maybe it is the careful and proper light boat, Wan Zi'an's attitude towards the light boat has improved slightly, although there is no love and sweetness of the little couple, but there is no previous disgust and coldness, occasionally, will also talk some gossip with the light boat, but it is much better than when he was in Beijing before.
And when Wan Zi'an recovered from his injuries, Wan Chongshan gave the order and sent them out of the barracks.
Early in the morning, after the light boat freshened up, he walked out of the tent with the forsythia, and as soon as he arrived at the camp, he saw that Wan Chongshan and Yiying guards were already waiting there, and the carriage had been prepared, Wan Zi'an's injuries had healed, and he saw that the light boat was wearing thin, so he said casually; "Why don't you wear more clothes?"
"Yo, the young master will feel sorry for his daughter-in-law now." The general on the side laughed and teased.
Wan Chongshan's face was expressionless, and he glanced at the two of them on horseback, his eyes were bottomless, and he only turned the horse's head and spit out two words; "Let's go."