"All the things?" Xiao Zhenheng's eyes widened violently, and he finally knew the reason why Cheng Shuiyao fell ill.

She was already in poor health, and now she has to deal with so many things, so it's no wonder.

"Well," Mo Qin nodded hurriedly, "Today's events were all arranged by Madame, in order to make the general disappear in front of everyone's eyes justifiably and give the general a chance to deal with things." ”

"It's hard for this child," Xiao Zhenheng sighed and turned his head to look at Xiaoyun, "You took good care of your wife." ”

"Hmm," Xiaoyun nodded repeatedly.

"The rest of the things will be reported to me," Xiao Zhenheng waved his hand, "Xiao Ji, this kid doesn't have a little bit of my demeanor, and I don't know how to feel sorry for my daughter-in-law, what should I do if my daughter-in-law is tired of him?" ”

This...... I don't think that's the point.

Mo Qin pulled the corners of his mouth a little helplessly, but he didn't say anything more to his old general, and nodded directly.

After all, the old general is also a person who has gone through strong winds and waves, and he must be more comfortable in dealing with these things, besides, Cheng Shuiyao's body is important, and if he is tired, it will be worth the loss.

At the same time, the news of "Xiao Ji's" serious injury reached the prime minister.

"You saw him hurt?"

The prime minister leaned back in his chair, knocking on the back of the chair without a match.

"I'm absolutely sure, after they left, I reached out and touched the blood, proving that Xiao Ji was indeed seriously injured." The subordinates had a firm face, and they did not hesitate to say what they said.

"That's weird," the prime minister smiled unhurriedly, still suspicious.

Xiao Ji was not injured in the morning or in the evening, but he was injured at this time, no matter how he looked at it, it was strange.

With a sneer, the prime minister sat down, tilted his head and looked at the subordinates beside him, "Does that one in the palace have a reaction?" ”

"According to the spy we planted, the one was shocked when he heard the news, but he didn't look into the matter too much." The subordinate reported seriously.

"No response?" The prime minister carefully pondered these four words and had a number in his heart.

"But do you want us to test it again?" The spy kneeling at the bottom immediately understood what he meant, and hurriedly spoke.

"No need, since they have a new defense, we shouldn't be able to see any clues, just let them act like this!" The prime minister waved his hand and beckoned the kneeling people to leave.

"So what do we do next?" The subordinate next to him cautiously closed the door and came back to ask.

"Of course, it's just another fire." The prime minister pointed to the map on the table and knocked heavily on the Huaishui part.

Just cutting off their contact methods right now has caught them off guard, and if they can loot it again, they can't just panic and choose a way?

"My subordinates know, let's do it now." The subordinate glanced at the map on the table, instantly guessed what the prime minister meant, and turned around and left here.

Wait, the best is yet to come.

The prime minister smiled meaningfully, lowered his head and began to finger his jade wrench.

It was night, and the moon was as cool as water.

Cheng Shuiyao slowly opened her eyes, looked at the ceiling for a while, and suddenly reacted to what state she was in.

"Madame, are you awake? Do you feel unwell, do you want to eat something? Xiaoyun came in with a basin of cold water, and at a glance saw Cheng Shuiyao, who had already opened his eyes, and hurriedly ran over.

"What time is it?" Cheng Shuiyao struggled to sit up, raised her hand and touched her forehead, and sighed leisurely.

"Mrs. Hui, it's ugly time," Xiao Yun hurriedly spoke.

"It's so late?" Cheng Shuiyao raised her eyebrows in surprise and shook off the white cloth on her forehead.

"Madam, your high fever hasn't subsided yet, don't take the cold," Xiaoyun hurriedly ran over to help Cheng Shuiyao lie down, and re-soaked a towel in cold water and pasted it on her head.

Cheng Shuiyao closed her eyes tiredly, but she didn't want to fall asleep for the time being.

"Madam, you can sleep in peace, the old general has taken over all the work." Xiaoyun saw her concerns and hurriedly spoke.

"It still alarmed him." Cheng Shuiyao reached out to cover her eyes irritably, feeling that she was not angry.

"Don't think about it so much, go to sleep." Xiaoyun tucked the corner of the quilt for Cheng Shuiyao, and watched her close her eyes before leaving.

Cheng Shuiyao couldn't sleep now, so she simply entered the space neatly.

After holding a few sips of spring water and drinking it, Cheng Shuiyao felt a lot more comfortable in her throat and lay on her back on the ground.

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, she had been here for a long time.

Recalling her life during these days, Cheng Shuiyao tilted her head and smiled.

Before she knew it, Cheng Shuiyao fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was already half of the afternoon.

Cheng Shuiyao raised her hand and touched her forehead, making sure that her body temperature had dropped, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"Madame, are you hungry? The kitchen has heated the porridge for you, would you like to take two sips? Xiaoyun heard the sound and came in and said with a smile.

"Wait a minute, I don't have an appetite now," Cheng Shuiyao waved his hand and raised his eyes to look at Xiaoyun, "What's going on over there with Moqi?" ”

"Everything is as you expected, according to our spies, the emperor and the prime minister don't have any big doubts, and you can hide this method for a while," Xiaoyun didn't expect Cheng Shuiyao to ask this in the first sentence, and explained twice helplessly.

"That's good," Cheng Shuiyao breathed a sigh of relief.

"Also, the old general announced to the outside world, Madame, that you were frightened, and helped you turn down the next few invitations, so you can rest assured for a few days." Xiaoyun then spoke, and did not forget to hand Cheng Shuiyao a shawl.

Cheng Shuiyao nodded, half leaned against the wall, and rubbed her eyebrows.

On the other side, Xiao Ji had already rushed to the Huaishui Department and found that it was empty.

"What the hell is going on?" Mo Shu looked at the scene without any traces of fighting, and the doubts in his eyes increased a little.

If the whole army is wiped out, there should always be some corpses left, right, how can it be so clean?

"It seems to be a blessing in misfortune, they are fine," Xiao Ji reached out and took off the paper that had been nailed to the wall by the dart, and read the contents at a glance.

"What's written on this?" Mo Shu leaned over and glanced at it with some curiosity, and his face changed instantly.

"It's just that I'm going to ask for someone alone, why are you so scared?" Xiao Ji spoke in a good mood, without any worry in his tone.

He had guessed the situation long before he came here, so he wasn't worried at all right now.

"You're not going to go, are you?" Mo Shu looked at Xiao Ji's expression and had some bad premonitions.

"Go, why don't you go?" Xiao Ji shrugged, "If I don't go, how disappointed the people behind it will be!" ”