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Since Mingyue, the sky is getting warmer, and the ice and snow are slowly showing signs of melting. The originally hard ground can always release a little moisture when you step on it.

In the army, as before, all armies except the soldiers stationed on the Yajing line get up every morning to practice.

The edge of Huifenggukou was damaged, and it was impossible to stand up and shoot arrows. Apart from going to the border with Zhou Zai from time to time, Zisang could only return to the army and practice against the soldiers.

He has the keenness accumulated from long-term hunting in the mountains, and he has been drawing the bow every day for more than two months. The strength of the bow is much stronger, and the winning rate of fighting people immediately is getting better and better.

"Showa." Li Juli beckoned to Zisang from a distance. He probably became addicted to building bricks recently. Except for meal time, he was usually busy on the cliff mirror line, and rarely returned to the camp.

Zisang got off the horse and put the practice sword back into the sword stand, and Li Juli rushed to her with such kung fu: "Come on, it's delicious."

The two walked back to the tent, Bai Yunmo and Shizhu had already started eating, and there were a lot of dried meat on the table.

"Your family entrusted someone to send it?"

"No, otherwise, there would be no such delicious food in the army."

The staple food in Li Juli's family is meat, and he often eats the meat hunted in the mountains in various ways. Zi Sang was used to eating it when he was young, but this time he swallowed unconsciously when he saw it.

"Some melted snow, are the ice bricks you built strong?" Zisang sat next to Bai Yunmo, broke off the meat and began to bite.

The meat is full of the taste of the mountains, the sky is good for hunting, and the accuracy is very good. Suddenly, I miss the days of hunting, drinking and basking in the sun.

Li Juli ate even more, thinking of his mother and father, and the girl Ye Zi, his eyes were a little red, but he quickly calmed down, pretending to be a manly man, and said, "It's okay, no matter how good you are." It’s been fine for more than half a month, and there may be some water at that time, and it’s time to smash those silver mice to death with bricks.”

"Silver mouse" is the nickname given to the Dongchi soldiers by the soldiers of Nanliang. Who made these people dig into the wall every day?

Dianthus ate his mouth full of oil, babbling, spitting out a bone from time to time and throwing it in front of Daxue: "Now people are saying that there are too few people, and this battle cannot be won. Showa, you follow the general every day. You should know if there are any reinforcements. Bar?"

This kind of thing affected the morale of the army, and the army dared not say it clearly. Li Juli leaned over and asked Zisang in a low voice: "Tell me honestly, are the reinforcements really not coming?"

"You are not joking, the reinforcements from Fengzhou are already on their way and will arrive soon."

Zisang was telling the truth, but he was also very empty in his heart, and the one hundred and ten people he sent out have not replied yet.

Li Juli has always been big-hearted, and after hearing You Zisang's words, he calmed down: "Hey, let me just say, how can more than 6 people fight against nearly 30 people?"

It's not enough courage to fight all over the body.

Bai Yunmo specially divided some meat out and put it aside. Shi Zhu just happened to be greedy when she saw that she had put it away better, so she said with a tight face, "Hey, why did you hide it?"

Bai Yunmo opened Shizhu's hand and said, "I eat less, I will hide some for next time, look at the pile of bones in front of you and eat it again, it will make you feel flatulence."

After Shizhu walked away with Li Juli who was full of resentment, Zisang was also a little puzzled, and asked with a smile, "Is it hidden for me?"

Otherwise, with Bai Yunmo's status, what is worth hiding.

"No, I'll keep it for Nan Wu." Bai Yunmo poured out a dose of medicine in the medical box.

The drug foam is translucent white, packed in a white porcelain bottle.

Zisang stepped forward and asked, "What is this?"

"Be careful, don't come over." Bai Yunmo turned away, exhaled slightly, and then took two breaths after folding the paper with a little medicine powder in it.

"poison?"

"Well, it is."

Bai Yunmo explained: "After smelling it, my whole body will feel weak and weak."

Zisang didn't understand Bai Yunmo's intentions, so he frowned and asked, "Then you want to wear it on your body?"

"Hey, this meat is for Nan Wu, and so is the medicine."

After tidying up, Bai Yunmo took Zisang's hand, with a sad look: "I am the one who likes to eat sour, and I want to clean up someone's old friends."

Zisang probably thought of Bai Yunmo's intentions.

Not to mention that Nan Wu ate very little recently, her body also looked thinner and weaker, and she even coughed a little. She thought she was suffering from the cold, but she never let anyone get close to her to see a doctor. Bai Yunmo's medicine should be to make Nan Wu obedient.

Seeing Bai Yunmo's pretentious and contrived posture, Zisang raised his hand and pinched her cheek: "You can figure it out, my little genius doctor, do you want me to accompany you there?"

"Do not."

Bai Yunmo broke free from Zisang, picked up her things, and ran out: "Every time you see her, you'll be full of regret, you can't see her."

Knowing that you only have me in your heart, I can't see it.

Zisang had no choice but to follow her, and at this moment he heard someone shouting outside the border: "General, the king's capital is urgent."

Zhou Zai was discussing preparations for war with his generals in the camp, when they heard the urgent report from the king's capital, they rushed out of their tents.

When Zisang came out, he saw the soldier on his horse turned down, the armor on his body was dark copper, it should be sent by Chen Ting, the protector of the royal capital.

My heart sank for a moment, thinking of the worst thing.

Zhou Zai lifted the panting soldier into the tent, and at the same time waved away other irrelevant generals.

Glancing at Zisang who followed, Zhou Zai thought of the same bad thing, he straightened the soldier from the capital, and said seriously, "Say it."

"Something happened in the capital."

Zhou Zai was already sweating on his forehead at this time, but the passer-by in front of him opened his mouth and didn't click on the question, and roared, "Say it straight!"

The passer-in-law was frightened and said repeatedly: "Pu Liang's imperial guards united with the troops stationed in several nearby states to force the palace."

"How is the situation in the palace?"

This news was different from what they thought, but it was equally alarming.

When they left Baibi City, the capital of the king, they had imagined this situation, leaving the captain and [-] soldiers to guard the palace.

Only Pu Liang and Fang Zhonghou have the courage to rebel in Baibi City. One of them rebels, and the other will stop in the name of King Qin.

Thinking about it this way may still have a way out, as long as it lasts after the war, everything will be enough.

Never thought it would be so fast.

Tong Chuanbing had recovered his breath, and said in detail: "The palace has been surrounded by [-] soldiers of Pu Liang, and Fang Zhonghou's few troops have retreated to Weizhou."

It turned out that Fang Zhonghou couldn't help tossing about like this.

There is a wave of unrest and another wave, no wonder there is no letter from the palace recently, it must have been intercepted.

Zisang asked again, "Can I write letters on my body?"

"I didn't get it. It was Captain Chen Ting who asked his subordinates to pass the news to the general so that the general could make up his mind. Pu Liang surrounded the palace at the end of the new first month. When I left Baibi City, I ordered a trial attack on Zhengnan on the night of the second day of the month. The door was blocked."

Zisang asked again, "Is there any explanation for the sudden attack on the city?"

"According to rumors, most of the courtiers at the court thought that Fang Zhonghou's blood was closer to the royal family, and resisted the general. Qingxi Gong had the intention of Li Fang Zhonghou, so Pu Liang made a move. The captain said, the king's city wall is solid, but eight Thousands of troops will be inside, supplies will be cut off, and it will not last until the beginning of spring, I hope the general will come up with an idea."

"What about the king?"

"The captain said that the emperor was seriously ill. Knowing that Puliang was besieging the city, he vomited blood when he stared at him. He lay down and couldn't get up. There was a genius doctor to protect him, so he managed to stay alive."

With his body, he must be physically and mentally exhausted after being hit like this, so he can't stand still.

Zisang's throat moved slightly, and he stood still for a while before he calmed down the turmoil in his heart and waved his hands, "Go down and have a rest."

Only she and Zhou Zai were left in the tent, and Zhou Zai's face turned purple: "It happens to be at this critical moment."

"Only at this time, he didn't have a strong enemy to stop him." Zisang was standing on the other side, facing the map of mountains and rivers in Nanliang.

The vast land is connected for thousands of miles, and the splendid rivers and mountains are hard to reach two or three treacherous people.

The offense and defense in Baibi City are not like Jingxuanguan. Although the palace wall is thick, it is not suitable to form a strong attack outside the wall, but if the supply of supplies is cut off, thousands of people will not last long.

Fortunately, Luo Zhong was in the palace, no matter how good his medical skills were, Grandpa Wang might not be able to survive.

Thinking that if the palace was destroyed, Grandpa Wang would probably die alive under the noses of traitors and thieves. How could her Grandpa Wang, who was unwilling to lose even an inch of land, endure such humiliation.

Grief and anger came from the heart, but now is not the time to be sad, Zisang took a breath, calmed down and asked Zhou Zai what he meant: "If you want to break the siege of the palace, you have to start the war in advance to ensure victory, and then you can allocate some troops to go back. Hurry back to the capital."

However, there were over [-] soldiers stationed in Dongchi outside the Jingxuan Pass. Even if the whole army was mobilized and there were some generals to line up troops, they might not be able to wipe them all out.

"Perhaps we should divide up our troops and go back to the capital first." Zhou Zai's life was only for the four characters of being loyal to the emperor and protecting the country, and he couldn't watch rebellious ministers enter the palace.

"Where are the soldiers to divide?"

When Zisang asked, both of them were silent for a long time.

Now the [-] soldiers in the army cannot be moved at all, they can only wait for reinforcements, but the reinforcements are slow to arrive, and even the fast horse letters are getting less and less.

At this time, the sky was getting dark and the tent was completely dim. Zhou Zai turned around with his hands behind his back and said, "Light on the lamps, and let the other generals come in."

Zisang knew that the current incident was too sudden for Zhou Zai, and it would be even worse for the army. She calmly lit the lamp, and when the accountant took a breath, her body suddenly softened a little, and her hands and feet limp towards herself. to the account.

And Nan Wu, who was in the corner of the general's tent, was also weak, and only his red eyes stared with anger.

The untouched jerky placed on the small table next to it is faintly emitting a little oily fragrance.

When Bai Yunmo came in, she gave the meat to Nan Wu, but Nan Wufei just glanced at her and turned her head away, knowing that she would ignore her, so she took the bag of medicine powder and scattered it in the tent, holding her breath and ran outside to stand for a while, When he came in again at this time, Nan Wu was already limp on the small bed.

"You are really stubborn. Although I know you don't like this, I have no other good solution."

Bai Yunmo supported Nan Wu to lie upright, covered her with the quilt, then felt for Nan Wu's veins, seeing Nan Wu's angry look, she couldn't help smiling: "Actually, when you are angry, you are more silent than you are." It's much better when you're silent."

When he is angry, his eyes are wide open and his lips are tightly pursed, which is very funny.

Nan Wu continued to stare, his hand wanted to hold the sword, but his fingers were weak, it was useless.

"I'll get you some medicine, you still have to take some, otherwise you'll be sick all day long, and Zisang will also look sick."

Speaking of this, Bai Yunmo said very solemnly: "She has always regarded you as an old friend. Although you are not good to her, but after all, when she was controlled by Kong Tong, you were the only one by her side."

Even if Nan Wu was able to speak, she didn't talk to others much, and she also recognized Bai Yunmo when she was with Zisang.

From Nan Wu's point of view, Bai Yunmo is good in everything, glamorous and gorgeous, well-clothed and well-fed, honored and favored by thousands of people.

There is only such a good person, standing with Zisang Na and others is very suitable.

In the past, Nanwu also blamed Zisang for not being able to put her on top of his heart. After meeting Fengge, he still understood what Zisang meant when he said he was an old friend.

If you haven't put the people you can really put in your heart, it is always easy to mistake the important people for the people in your heart.

Thinking of Feng Ge again, Nan Wu was exhausted, and he couldn't even look as calm as before, with tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes.

Bai Yunmo was taking needles from the box to give Nan Wu moxibustion, when she suddenly saw the sparkle in the corner of her eyes, she was a little surprised.

She looked at the needle in her hand, did Xiao Hui think that a cold-blooded person like Nan Wu was afraid of a needle in her hand?

It should be... no.

"You seem to have something on your mind that you don't want to talk about."

Bai Yunmo took the silk and wiped away the tears from Nan Wu's eyelids, then exposed her side of her neck, and inserted a needle at the back of her neck: "You must have been tied up for too long, and your bones are stagnant, stab it for a while Just fine."

The injection took half an hour, Bai Yunmo tidied up the utensils and had nothing to do, so she helped Nanwu tidy up the messy residence.

This place was originally used to store some military sundries, the inside is narrow, except for a temporary small bed, the extra space can only accommodate two or three people to turn around.

The quilt was also spread very casually, Bai Yunmo sighed, and evened the corners of the quilt, so that a box appeared from Yu Nanwu's side.

The box is nearly half a foot long, and the texture is simple and heavy. It seems to be a good thing, but Nanwu has always been naked, and a person who walks around with a long sword, how can he have such things.

Bai Yunmo picked it up and glanced at Nan Wu again: "Can I take a look?"

Nan Wu couldn't speak, so he could only look at Bai Yunmo and said, "Then I'll open it and have a look."

Opening the box, two scrolls inside were revealed.

Unfolding the scroll, it is clear at a glance. Although the woman in red on the painting is gorgeous and moving, the facial features that are half hidden behind the golden jade bead curtain can still be roughly distinguished.

But who is this woman next to her?

Bai Yunmo looked at it for a long time, her eyes fixed on the drawing paper as if she couldn't move her eyes, and she said softly, "It turns out that I have hidden people in my heart."

No wonder I saw her crying just now.

Bai Yunmo carefully rolled up the picture again: "It's not good for you to keep silent like this, my mother said, heartache is hard to heal, and self-explaining is the most difficult. Although I'm useless, if you have any troubles in love If you don’t understand, I might be able to give you some insight.”

After putting the painting in a box and helping to put it back in the quilt, Bai Yunmo's heart fell steadily, and she smiled unconsciously: "That woman is so beautiful."

When the silver needle was taken out, all Qi and blood in Nan Wu's whole body suddenly became comfortable and he sat up, raised the sword at hand, but the silver light suddenly appeared in the small tent.

The tears on the side of the eyelids are not yet dry, staring at Bai Yunmo.

The blade of the sword was pressed against Bai Yunmo's neck. She moved slightly but could see blood. She knew that Nan Wuqi moved the painting box, and her two small eyebrows tugged: "I'm just doing what a doctor can do. Find you The root cause of the disease, just help you solve it.”

She also knew that Nan Wuying would not be so angry that it would kill her.

Putting away the long sword, Nan Wu sat back by the bed, took the box and looked at the paintings inside, and re-covered it after confirming that it was not damaged.

Bai Yunmo breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly packed up her medical box. Before leaving, she asked Nan Wu again: "Are you going to tell me about her?"

Nan Wu still looked at her with a pair of dark eyes with a little resentment.

So Bai Yunmo just said: "I'll bring you medicine when the time comes."

Back in the tent, seeing Zisang holding a pile of military books and studying non-stop, her brows were also furrowed tightly, Bai Yunmo quietly stepped forward and covered her eyes: "You, if you continue to worry like this all day long, no matter how much you raise your eyes, The medicine in your body is not enough for you to recuperate."

Zisang pulled those little hands from her face and let Bai Yunmo lie on her shoulders. Fang smiled and said, "He also said that he would make me soup with herbs every day. Now I smell like medicine inside and out."

"Didn't you say you liked the smell of medicine on me before?" Bai Yunmo chuckled, and then said in an innocent voice: "That's why you have such a smell, and you still blame me gone."

"What I like is the smell on your body, not the real smell of medicine." Zi Sang shook his head slightly, and closed the books on the desk.

Since he joined the army, because he saw that Kuang Xun seemed to have many records of past battles, and some ancient famous generals' formation methods, Zisang took them all, and sometimes looked at them for half a night.

Why did Bai Yunmo have to say to her: "You practice martial arts every day, read military books at night, and you are busier than a general."

Zisang answered the words like this: "I don't know who just said two days ago that if I dare to idle around and do nothing, I will teach me to study medicine and become an apprentice."

Then he started laughing again, after washing and undressing, Zisang put aside the affairs of the capital for the time being, and only asked Bai Yunmo, "How is Nanwu?"

"I gave her an injection, and I'll give her some medicine for the next two days, and it won't hurt much."

"That's good."

"En." Bai Yunmo nestled in Zi Yousang's arms, after much deliberation, she still didn't tell Zisang about the discovery of the scroll.

One is that she doesn't quite know who the woman in the painting is, and the other is that she feels that she has read other people's things without Nan Wu's consent, and it is indeed unfair to Nan Wu to say so.

When delivering medicine to Nan Wu again, Bai Yunmo tried to ask again: "What is her name?"

Nan answered everything and did not drink medicine.

Bai Yunmo put her hands behind her and said, "If you don't drink the medicine yourself, don't blame me for giving you the medicine like yesterday."

Nan Wumian's expression changed suddenly, and he stared at Bai Yunmo with fierce eyes.

"It's useless for you to stare at me, this medicine powder can't be blocked by a sword."

Nan Wu bowed his head, took the medicine and drank it himself, and threw the empty bowl heavily on the table, probably because he was a little angry.

Bai Yunmo still did not leave: "That girl has really long hair, is she from Dongchi?"

Nan Wu just didn't respond and didn't say anything, but Bai Yunmo said more and more: "That should be what I met in Dongchi Zhucheng."

"I heard that the flowers bloom in Zhucheng every year. It's a pity that I didn't have a chance to take a look. The painting seems to be a yard with flowers and trees."

"Nan Wu, what kind of woman is she?"

Bai Yunmo didn't intend to find Nan Wu's happiness here, everything she saw and everything she did in the boudoir all started from the brothel, and she has heard of many heart-breaking dramas in the world, so she doesn't bother to add this. .

It's just that she always felt that something happened to Nanwu in Zhucheng, and she returned to the camp inexplicably and stopped talking, or it was related to the woman in the painting.

"Her name must be nice."

Just when Bai Yunmo was about to search for some related words to say, Nan Wu's voice suddenly sounded in front of his eyes, muttering two words: "Fengge."

Bai Yunmo: "Huh?"

Nan Wu made a sudden sound, and Bai Yunmo felt a little uncomfortable, but she quickly realized: "Her name is Feng Ge?"

"Ah."

"like?"

"like."

"Tell me about it."

Nan Wu then pursed his lips again, lowered his head, holding a long sword in his hand, his posture changed far from his usual cold face.

Bai Yunmo asked softly again: "Does she like you?"

"like."

Nan Wu still lowered his head.

Feng Ge likes it or likes it, the person who wants to say it, so he will hug her all day long and say to her: "Nan Wu, I like you."

When Bai Yunmo continued to speak later, Nan Wu stopped responding, and his voice and expression slowly returned to the original expressionless expression.

"I'll deliver the medicine to you another day. If you want to talk to me, I'll listen." Bai Yunmo cleaned up the dishes, and suddenly asked Nan Wu with a smile: "Maybe I let Zisang come, and you say Listen to her?"

Nan Wu raised her eyelids which were originally drooping, and they were full of complexity. She shook her head: "No."

She used to be so humble and frank in front of Zisang, but this time she wants to tell her something good with Fengge in front of her, she doesn't know how to speak.

Leaving aside this layer, what makes her even more difficult to speak out is still the decision that makes her feel very struggling, what should she do.