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Duan Changge didn't faint from blood loss, she passed out from pain.

The knife is a Xiliang weapon, named Jinghua.

Jinghua has seven-edged blades, and the fine blades are inserted and stacked together, just like a flower, and because the blade is flat and bright like a mirror, it is called Jinghua.

If such a knife stabs into the chest, with a twist of the wrist, a piece of heart can be cut off.

Duan Changge blocked and dodged extremely quickly, Jinghua only scratched from arm to wrist, but didn't stab it in, and didn't bring out any flesh.

This is just to say it lightly, but it is bleeding profusely. If it weren't for Su Huaijin, she might really not be able to hold on.

Duan Sizhi is in charge of the main tent, and the army is strictly guarded.

The raider followed him through life and death for five years, from sergeant to commander of tens, commander of hundreds, commander of thousands, and then gave him a knife.

If Duan Changge hadn't tried to block him when he presented the document and drew the knife, he would be the one lying on the bed now, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Duan Sizhi closed his eyes and said, "How is Chang Ge?"

Gange said: "The bleeding has stopped, Mr. Su and Miss Zilin are here."

Duan Sizhi nodded, his warm face under the lamp looked a little tired.

Now that the war between Daqi and Xiliang is imminent, he is not surprised that Xiliang will send killers, he is just surprised that the people around him will be moved.

The world is full of goodwill, and the world is all good.

And it uses... mirror flower.

If the Xiliang royal family wanted to assassinate him, why use such an obvious weapon?Let people know at a glance that Xiliang did it.

What's more, it was his person, and he was not well-known, how did Xiliang contact him?

Knowing who he employs, and...

Duan Sizhi suddenly thought of a person, and even stopped breathing.

"Marshal?" Gange saw Duan Sizhi's pale face, as if he had been hit hard, "What's wrong with you?"

Duan Sizhi opened his eyes, even sweating, "It's nothing." He said hoarsely.

If it's him...

But why him?

……

The smell of blood in the tent was so heavy that Su Huaijin couldn't sit still.

Yue Zilin was calm, staring at Duan Changge's pale face expressionlessly.

As soon as Su Huaijin made a sound, she would look over coldly, with murder in her eyes, which made Su Huaijin, who was used to seeing bloody storms, feel frightening.

"I..." he began.

Sure enough, Yue Zilin turned his head to look at him, his expression was cold and impatient.

"I'll go out and look at the herbs," Su Huaijin pointed at Duan Changge's wound and said, "She needs to change the medicine again."

The blood has soaked the herbs.

Yue Zilin hummed.

Su Huaijin went out and came in again soon.

"I'll do it." Yue Zilin took the medicine, "You go out."

Su Huaijin was taken aback, the tone of Yue Zilin's blunt order made him quite uncomfortable. Before, when human life was at stake, he had no time to worry about it. Now that the patient's condition has recovered, he felt more and more uncomfortable.

"Zilin," Su Huaijin said forcefully, "I'll take care of this matter. You are young and don't know the depth. If something happens, it's not you and me who are responsible."

Yue Zilin said: "Mr. Su is not sure, but I am. Mister, I should go and see how the commander who assassinated the marshal is doing."

Her tone was extremely cold, where was the tenderness and weakness she had when she was rescued before?

The commander wanted to commit suicide immediately, but Duan Sizhi removed his jaw, Su Huaijin dug out the poison sac from his teeth, and now he is under trial.

"what do you mean?"

"Literally." Yue Zi Linhan said: "Get out of the way. If it really delays saving people, even if Su Huaiyu comes, it won't help."

"You!" Su Huaijin's eyes widened, trembling with anger.

Where had anyone spoken to him like this since he was an adult?

His speech was full of the tone of not taking the medical saint seriously.

"What about me?" Yue Zilin asked, "Will you let me out?"

"What if I don't let it?"

Yue Zilin's eyes turned cold, and he picked up the fallen sword and put it directly on his neck.

"Step aside."

The spring water shone with cold light, and the sword intent was astonishing.

The murderous aura was as cold as ice, making people shiver uncontrollably.

Su Huaijin looked at her for a while, and finally lifted the curtain and went out.

There are always people who like to get in the way!

Yue Zilin said angrily in his heart.

She took a few steps to Duan Changge's seat, because of her injuries, she couldn't even put on her clothes properly, the clothes were hanging on her chest, the wound was exposed, her skin was turned out, and her flesh was bloody.

She carefully picked out the herbs with a knife, and then applied the medicine to the wound.

Duan Changge closed his eyes tightly, his eyelashes were like crow feathers, and his face was as white as paper.

Duan Changge has a very gentle appearance, with the tails of his eyes slightly upturned, even with his eyes closed, it makes people feel full of affection.

when she opened her eyes...

she……

Almost, she was never seen again.

Yue Zilin's hand touched the wound, pressing down slightly, as if it hurt, Duan Changge, who was sleeping, frowned.

Yue Zilin's hand didn't move, but increased his strength.

She lowered her head, and Duan Changge's warm breath fell on her face.

A stone's throw away.

Just need to go a little further down...

She thought so, and she did so.

She blocked Duan Changge's lips suddenly, and pressed her fingers down on purpose or inadvertently.

Even though Duan Changge fell asleep, he let out a cry of pain. The moment he opened his mouth, Yue Zilin had an opening, and his tongue went deep, hooking Duan Changge's lips and tongue.

The smell of blood, the bitterness of medicine, and the saltiness of tears.

Such a strange taste seems to be a strong medicine, and the medicine is more effective than black sweet.

She has been hit by black sweets, but she still has reason.

Facing Duan Changge, all her rationality was burned away, leaving nothing behind.

She was afraid, she was afraid that Duan Changge would never come back again.

What she doesn't have is enough, if she lacks again, then she really has nothing left.

After knowing what happened to Duan Changge, she seemed to have returned to the winter nearly ten years ago, when her father was killed, her mother committed suicide, the Hundred Years Hou Mansion was burned down, and the plaque of Gu Mansion fell from the fireworks.

She hugged her younger brother, shivering.

She cried, she begged, but what she got was dragged out by her hair and thrown into the carriage.

The dead were getting further and further away, and she couldn't move.

Duan Changge waved at her, but she couldn't speak.

The word "passionate" is originally a drug for piercing intestinal poison, a knife for eviscerating bones.

If this is how it feels to like someone, then she would rather... rather...

Duan Changge was calm and breezy, with a clear breeze and a bright moon. From the beginning to the end, she was the only one who was still in the game.

Why?

Yue Zilin's eyes were bloodshot.

Why is Duan Changge worried when she is injured, but she seems to have lost half of her life when Duan Changge is injured?

After the downfall of her family, Yue Zilin had a cold heart, and she had to compare every penny, she couldn't bear it, her heart was hanging on Duan Changge, but Duan Changge didn't know it, and lived a chic life.

Why?

She pointed down hard, biting Duan Changge's lips fiercely, devouring all the sounds she wanted to make.

The free hand held her intact arm, preventing her from avoiding it.

Duan Changge was in extreme pain in his dream, the wound hurt and he felt suffocated.

She bit down what was stirring in her mouth.

The smell of blood suddenly spread in the mouths of the two.

Duan Changge wanted to dodge, but he couldn't even move his body.

She knew that a pair of cold hands slipped from her neck, and then stroked...

who is it?

The shouting outside the tent brought back Yue Zilin's precarious sanity, she reluctantly raised her head, reapplied the herbal medicine, arranged Duan Changge's clothes, and then went out.

The bright moon is shrouded in clouds and mists.

Under the shadow, Su Huaijin looked cold. Seeing her coming out, she went into Duan Changge's camp. Behind him were two female doctors, one for the convenience of taking care of her, and the other for avoiding suspicion.

Yue Zi walked towards the camp where the prisoners were held.

The scream came from here - the commander's jaw had been fixed, but Su Huaijin had taken medicine, so he only had the strength to scream, and for the rest, he couldn't even move a single finger.

Yue Zilin came in and said, "What's the matter?"

Her attitude was very flat, as if it was a natural thing for her to appear here.

People in the army, especially those in Duan Sizhi's army, the last thing they know is torture.

Duan Sizhi is unpredictable in military affairs, but he is a pure person in politics and making friends.

He doesn't delve into heresy ways, doesn't play tricks, and acts in an upright manner, so the military atmosphere is also the same. The huge army can't find a single person who can use torture.

When Yue Zi saw that the commander had whip marks on his body, the wounds were extremely deep, which showed how hard he had exerted himself, so it was no wonder that he screamed so miserably.

"There is no result." Gan Ge looked at the result, stayed for a while, and then waited for Yue Zilin to come. qún: [-]

"I'll do it," she said.

Yue Zilin looked at him and raised the commander's chin.

This face was smeared with blood, but it could still be seen that he was very young and handsome, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and long eyebrows reaching into the temples.

"I'll give you a chance," Yue Zilin said, "Tell me, who is the chief envoy?"

The commander took a few deep breaths, and said with a smile: "Isn't she still alive? If that's the case, why bother to pursue so much? What's more, Duan Sizhi, who I wanted to kill, was blocked by her. If you really want to find the instigator, you should It is right to tie up Duan Sizhi."

Yue Zilin listened to this, but there was no reaction on her face, she took the commander's hand and said: "These hands are very good."

"I will only give you half an hour," she said slowly, as if she was afraid that he would not be able to hear clearly, "for this half hour, I will only ask who is your envoy, if you don't give me a satisfactory answer, I will cut off one of your fingers."

She smiled brightly and charmingly, "If all ten fingers are cut off, and you don't tell me, I'll cut off your tendons and grind them off bit by bit with a knife."

"Then I gouged out your eyes and smashed your bones," Yue Zilin was eager to try, "Anyway, Mr. Su is here, even if I smash you into mud, he can give you a sigh of relief."

……

Duan Changge was given medicine and slowly woke up.

"Just now, is Mr. Su beside me?" She asked with difficulty.

Su Huaijin looked worried and said: "It's Zilin."

Duan Changge bowed his head, speechless for a while.

She felt that Yue Zi was kissing her, and when she woke up, she thought it was an illusion, and then she saw the material she was holding in her hand.

Cyan silk.

The author has something to say: Thank you little angel Sifan for mine.