On the day of the granted marriage, the daughter of a general wept and was reborn!

The girl's eyes fell on the man next to her.

Cen Xiao's body rose and fell with the horse's pace, and his face, as sharp as a knife, smiled faintly: "If you want to tell me, you will tell me. If you don't tell me, I will naturally find a way to find out the news."

After saying that, the man turned around, raised his eyebrows, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

Shen Wantang's thoughts were suddenly pulled back to the previous life - the days of harmony and peace.

Thinking of this, she quickly lowered her head.

In order to hide the panic in his eyes, Shen Wantang glanced at Cen Xiao and said coldly: "Then go and find out for yourself."

As she finished her words, she pulled the reins, the horse quickened its pace, and moved forward.

Looking at Shen Wantang's back, Cen Xiao smiled indifferently - this girl is becoming more and more interesting.

The further south they went, the fewer people there were in the army. When it got dark, they chose a spacious place and set up camp.

A bonfire was lit and smoke floated in the air.

"General, the food is ready." The deputy general entered the tent and spoke respectfully.

Cen Xiao barely closed the book and raised his eyes: "Go and ask Miss Shen to come have dinner together."

The deputy general paused, but looked embarrassed: "General, this... I'm afraid it's not a good idea."

Cen Xiao's face darkened. He raised his eyes and cast a sinister gaze on the deputy general. He felt a chill on his back.

"If you keep talking nonsense, go get the military stick yourself."

The deputy general shut up instantly and turned away angrily.

After a moment, the curtain opened and the girl walked in slowly. However, her face looked a little bad and was much paler than during the day.

Cen Xiao raised his eyes, but his light dimmed instantly.

"What's wrong with you?"

Shen Wantang was tired, but he still bowed with restraint.

But when he stood up, his body staggered and he seemed about to fall down if the wind blew.

Cen Xiao suddenly stood up, rushed forward and supported her.

The girl was thin and slender, so Cen Xiao completely covered her with just one arm.

"Shen Wantang! Shen Wantang!"

Cen Xiao shook the person in his arms, and his trembling tone could not hide the panic in his heart.

Outside the tent, the cook from the kitchen came running over in a hurry, holding some medicine in his hand.

"What are you doing!" The deputy general stretched out his hand and blocked the cook.

"Oh, young general, this is Miss Shen's medicine. She just asked me to boil it and bring it to your tent!" The cook looked troubled.

The deputy general glanced doubtfully, and then heard Cen Xiao's voice coming from inside the tent.

After a long time, Shen Wantang finally regained consciousness.

She slowly opened her eyes and her sight focused on the man's handsome face.

As she woke up, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"It must be that the remaining poison in the body has not been cleared. General, don't worry, you won't die." Shen Wantang propped himself up and sat up, speaking with his eyes lowered.

She didn't dare to look into his eyes, for fear that she would burst into tears if she did.

"If you die, how can I explain to General Shen?"

Cen Xiao's eyes turned, his guilty gaze wandering in the air. He rubbed his fingertips constantly and made up an excuse.

"You have a good rest."

He couldn't pretend any longer, so he stood up hastily and walked out of the tent.

After walking outside, Cen Xiao finally breathed a sigh of relief. Just now in the tent, it seemed as if someone was blocking his breathing.

He couldn't help but touch his chest - it was rising and falling so violently!

The last time this happened was when he killed the enemy general and stood on the city gate with his head in his hand.

Could it be that this feeling of being moved is actually the same as the feeling of killing someone? ?

Thinking of this, Cen Xiao hit his forehead with his clenched fist.

"General."

The deputy general hurried over and brought Cen Xiao back to his senses.

"The spies reported that there was unusual movement a hundred miles outside the military camp. I'm afraid it's the rebels nearby who want to attack the military camp at night."

The deputy general came forward and reported in a low voice.

His head was burning with heat just now, and it was only after the deputy general finished speaking that Cen Xiao finally calmed down.

"Deploy defenses immediately." Cen Xiao's face darkened and he gave the order immediately.

It was a dark and windy night, and undercurrents were surging in the bushes surrounding the military camp.

The night wind made the trees rustle, and their shadows swayed on the ground.

Suddenly, the wind became stronger and stronger, whistling like the sound of a wronged soul crying out for justice.

The lights in the tents had been turned off long ago, and an undercurrent slowly moved towards the military camp, stopping not far away.

"General, are we launching a surprise attack now?" a deep voice asked.

The man next to him raised his hand, signaling everyone not to act rashly.

"Wait for the signal from the mountain." The man glanced sinisterly at the mountain opposite.

But after a moment, a faint light flashed on the opposite hillside.

The leader then raised his hand and waved it violently in the direction of the military camp.

Everyone went to the military camp.

Several people carefully arrived at the military camp.

It was easy to reach the military camp.

Although the military camp was stationed at the foot of the mountain, the entire camp could not be seen from the mountain. Everyone was looking for the commander-in-chief's tent in the camp.

"and many more."

The leader stopped and his eyes widened. He realized belatedly and said, "Oh no! We've been tricked!"

By the time he reacted, the fire had illuminated the surroundings.

Hundreds of people gathered together, frowning as they faced the soldiers who had surrounded them.

"It seems that I overestimated you. I didn't expect you to be so stupid."

The man's scattered voice echoed in the valley. The soldiers made way for a path and Cen Xiao walked in slowly.

The firelight shone on the man's face, adding a bit of charm to that evil face.

Cen Xiao stood aside, took a look at the number of people coming, stopped tapping his fingers on his arm, and said indifferently: "Let's do it."

As soon as the words fell, all the soldiers stepped forward.

It is not yet Cen Xiao's turn to deal with these people.

He took two steps back, returned to the bamboo table temporarily set up outside the tent, and sat down slowly.

Seeing the man's calm and composed appearance, Shen Wantang handed the poured tea to the man.

Looking at the tea in front of him, Cen Xiao raised his eyebrows and looked at Shen Wantang with interest: "I didn't tell you the news tonight. It seems that Miss Shen guessed it early in the morning."

Shen Wantang took a sip of tea and said casually, "People on the march must keep their eyes and ears alert. Just as we set up the camp, I saw a faint fire on the hill."

"If I were an ordinary hunter, I wouldn't light a fire in the mountains." She said slowly.

Cen Xiao picked up the teacup, but his eyes never left Shen Wantang.

Everyone in the world believed that there was no one in the court who could be as famous as Cen Xiao.

Now it seems that people in the world are narrow-minded.

Someone as famous as Cen Xiao might not necessarily be in the imperial court, but might be in the home of some noble in the capital.

"Miss Shen, I admire you."