If this matter is going to be spread, Song Ling, who is thin-skinned, definitely doesn't want to see anyone, and besides, this matter is somewhat bad for Song Ling.

When the military doctor and the soldier heard Chu Linyuan's words, they quickly nodded and reassured, "We didn't see anything." ”

In fact, they never thought about what the night prince and General Pingyuan had, and they were afraid that they would not be able to look at them with normal eyes in the future.

Compare it anyway, although there are quite a lot of people who know about the marriage contract between Chu Linyuan and Song Ling, they are all known by people from Xijing, and as for the people in the barracks, they naturally don't know.

Song Ling looked at the appearance of these people, and instantly cried and laughed, isn't this the place where there are three hundred taels of silver?

The military doctor saw that the situation was not right, and hurriedly went in to check Chu Linyuan's pulse, looked at Chu Linyuan's somewhat ruddy cheeks and said:

"Lord Night, your condition has almost improved, you can get out of bed and walk, but you can't walk too quickly. ”

When Chu Linyuan heard this, he naturally knew it in his heart, and then quickly nodded, this injury healed faster, he could eat less decoction, those decoctions were more bitter than one bowl, and sometimes he wanted to vomit directly.

"By the way, Song Ling, what's going on in the barracks lately?" Chu Linyuan suddenly asked.

After all, Chu Linyuan is the boss this time, although Chu Linyuan is seriously injured now, Chu Linyuan is still more concerned about the situation in the barracks.

When Song Ling heard Chu Linyuan's words, he was stunned for a moment, then thought about it carefully, and then said, "Everything is fine in the barracks, there is no big problem, you better have a good rest." ”

After Chu Linyuan heard Song Ling's words, he nodded and put his mind at ease.

At this time, Song Ling returned to his military tent and covered himself with the futon with some shame, Chu Linyuan is really this guy, he said that he is still so inappropriate in broad daylight, isn't this?

was discovered, how can I see people?

Song Ling thought about it and thought about it, what Chu Linyuan said, he really shouldn't go down to the woman's benevolence, and he let them go on the battlefield once because of selfishness.

So now these selfishness shouldn't be there, and maybe Ning Zeyuan is not dead, how can the military doctors in the barracks save so many people who are on the verge of death, how can they not save Ning Zeyuan?

Song Ling felt that he must have thought too much, maybe Ning Zeyuan was still alive, and now that Song Ling was comforting himself like this, his mood was also a lot lighter.

After all, there is a saying that is quite true, the reason why you are so troubled is just because you think too much.

Sometimes, there are some things that don't need to be overthought about, after all, there is nothing like it.

At that time, Meaux.

At this time, Ning Yuanhou was in Ning Zeyuan's study, Ning Yuanhou looked at the letters placed on the study, and immediately sat down to look at these letters, and the more he looked at them, the more frightened he became.

His own child actually did so much when he didn't know it, watching the cooperation between Ning Zeyuan and Chu Linhan, and the reply from Xijing's henchmen.

Marquis Ning Yuan pondered and decided to tell Chu Linhan about Ning Zeyuan's death, so that they would join forces to kill Song Ling and the others, and it could be regarded as revenge for their children.

"Child, don't worry, the great work you haven't done is what your father will complete for you, child, you can go well. Ning Yuanhou tightly pulled the letter in his hand, and his eyes were full of a trace of firmness.

Immediately, Ning Yuanhou picked up the pen and ink and wrote two letters, one to Na Xijing's henchman and one to Na Chu Linhan.

Half-ringing, after Ning Yuanhou finished writing the envelope, he blew out the ink on the letter, looked at the envelope with firm eyes, and thought to himself, Song Ling, you wait for me, I must avenge my son!

Soon, Ning Yuanhou summoned the carrier pigeon, looking at the snow-white carrier pigeon, Ning Yuanhou touched the pigeon's head and said, "Go, send this letter out." ”

The carrier pigeon cooed and barked, as if in response to Ning Yuanhou.

After Ning Yuanhou let the pigeon go, he looked at the other pigeon and said, "Little thing, this letter is for your henchmen, don't send it by mistake!"

Ning Yuanhou said solemnly, and the envelope that was still worried about it shook in front of the carrier pigeon.

This carrier pigeon looked at the old man in front of him like this, dissatisfied cooing and cooing, this old man is questioning the pigeon this pigeon, this pigeon has been sent so many times where to send it missed?

Except that I fainted that day, hum.

Ning Yuanhou looked at the carrier pigeon cooing and cooing, a little helpless, and said with a smile in an instant: "Little thing, are you still in a hurry?"

Ning Yuanhou hurriedly tied the letter to the pigeon's feet, and before Ning Yuanhou could release it, the carrier pigeon flew away, Ning Yuanhou was a little surprised and a little sad when he saw this, this pigeon is really the same temperament as his own child!

At that time, Xijing.

In the imperial city, Chu Linhan watched the carrier pigeon fly from a distance, and hurriedly caught it with his hand, and the pattern of the ink-colored gold thread embroidery was shining under the sun.

The carrier pigeon hurriedly flew to Chu Linhan's hand, and after Chu Linhan untied the envelope with one hand, he handed the pigeon to the secret guard to hold.

Looking at the carrier pigeon flying from Mocheng, Chu Linhan hurriedly opened the envelope, and was a little surprised when he looked at the old and vigorous words on the envelope.

This handwriting is completely different from Ning Zeyuan's handwriting, because Ning Zeyuan's handwriting is very sloppy, just like Ning Zeyuan himself, very casual and arrogant.

Even if he just glanced at this handwriting and noticed the slightest mistake, it also made Chu Linhan's heart a little uneasy, could it be that something happened to Mo Cheng or Ning Zeyuan?

Thinking of this, Chu Linhan hurriedly looked down, only to see that the letter read: "My child, Ning Zeyuan, was killed by Song Ling, so the old man is willing to continue to cooperate with the prince, preparing to attack Jinzhong City in the near future, and I hope that the prince will support him and kill Song Ling and others in one net, so as to avenge my son." ”

Chu Linhan finished reading this letter, and his eyes darkened in an instant, Ning Zeyuan is dead?

Song Ling really has some skills, this is God help me, so I don't have to worry about whether Marquis Ning Yuan will rebel, this is the revenge of killing his son after all!

And judging from the handwriting, it is estimated that Marquis Ning Yuan has already been angry, and at the same time, his hatred for Song Ling is definitely bursting.

However, even if Ning Zeyuan died, it would have no effect on him, and this was not a partner.

Chu Linhan laughed evilly, thinking to himself Chu Linyuan, I see how you fight me!

Chu Linhan immediately replied to Ning Yuanhou, tied the envelope to the pigeon's feet, and looked happy.

At this time, Ning Zeyuan's henchmen in Xijing also looked at the envelope, thinking that his master died like this, or was killed by Song Ling, and his heart was full of grief.

Looking at the envelope and sighing for a long time, his heart was very painful, after all, Ning Zeyuan was very good to himself, and he had a deep love for his master and servant for so long, so he was naturally very sad.