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Qi Du was recuperating in a simple tent at that time. His shoulder was injured and he dared not move easily for fear of leaving hidden wounds.

Now that the outsiders surrounded him and planted explosives around him, most of them evacuated, leaving only a few people behind. Qi Du didn't believe that these people kindly let him go.

He rested with his eyes closed, and because of the pain from the wound, his breathing was sometimes heavy and sometimes calm.

Jiang Luoqing arrived when he was half asleep and half awake. He should have woken up immediately when he heard footsteps, but he was injured and hadn't rested for two days. He really couldn't wake up right now.

When Jiang Luoqing went in, he saw Qi Du sleeping on the pillars of the small tent, and he approached with light footsteps.Qi Du's hair seemed to have been loosened, and was hastily tied up with cloth strips. He didn't bother to make any appearance, so he tied it into a low ponytail.

There is a large abrasion on the cheekbones of the face, extending from the temples, and the marks disappear at the eyes.

Jiang Luoqing frowned, and took out a small cowhide pouch from his waist, which contained ointment-like medicine, which was given to him by Qi Du.Qi Du was often nervous and worried that he would get hurt, so he stuffed him with some medicine from time to time, and Jiang Luoqing would keep some of the medicine that was easy to use, and put it next to his body, just in case

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This medicine is now used on Qi Du.

The hot and painful part of the face was covered with a layer of ice, which felt a little comfortable. He opened his eyes in a daze, and when he saw someone coming, his eyes stopped.

"Luoqing?" A vague voice.

Jiang Luoqing rubbed the medicine on him, and the soldiers who followed him stayed outside the tent before.

He let out a "hmm" and said, "I'm here."

As a result, he was pulled into a hug full of medicine in the next moment. Fortunately, Jiang Luoqing quickly removed the medicine bag from his hand, otherwise the medicine in the herb would have been contributed to his and Qi Du's clothes.

Just as he was about to struggle, he heard a muffled groan, so he didn't dare to struggle any more, and maintained this awkward posture.

Qi Du buried his face on Jiang Luoqing's shoulder, because he was not going directly to the battlefield, and he had to travel all the way, so Jiang Luoqing only wore a layer of soft armor on top of the soft armor. In other seasons, it is much thicker, so when Qi Du buried his face in it, he only felt a burst of softness.

Just when Jiang Luoqing thought he had fallen asleep again, he said in a muffled voice, "Am I wrong?"

There was grievance in that voice, as well as incomprehensible stubbornness and imperceptible apology. Jiang Luoqing was a little dazed, as if he had seen the child whose eyes were glistening but who just held on and refused to cry. Stubborn, it makes people think it's fun.

And a little distressed.

Feeling a little sour, Jiang Luoqing swallowed back the original reproach, sighed and said: "It's okay, victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs, and you don't have the ability to predict the future, it's nothing, just relax, at worst, just go back after regrouping."

Qi Du didn't say a word, but he held Jiang Luoqing's hand tighter and tighter, wishing he could just embed the person into his body, into his flesh and blood, and fill up the empty place in his heart.

After hugging for a while, Jiang Luoqing patted Qi Du's uninjured shoulder, "That's enough, let go."

Qi Du pouted, and reluctantly withdrew his hand.

"Why did you come here?"

Jiang Luoqing sat on the ground opposite him, using the dim light to observe whether there were other wounds on his body, "If I don't come here, who will come here? I'll send someone to evacuate from Qifuqiu with another lieutenant general, and bring the news back to Bolin Pass .”

Qi Du frowned fiercely, and said: "Qifuqiu can't withdraw, we are in a dilemma now! Lieutenant General Du weighed the pros and cons and would definitely not choose to send troops to attack, he would only retreat!"

Jiang Luoqing was a little helpless, "I don't know these things?" He lowered his head and rolled up Qi Du's sleeves. Sure enough, he felt a little wet just now, but now he pulled it under the lamp to see that a hole was stuck on his forearm .

He lowered his head to deal with the wound, and slowly analyzed, "The lieutenant you left behind will return to the camp after knowing that something may happen to you, I will force him down, he should leave after I leave, why don't I send someone first Get him back, and as for Qifuqiu, if we can take it down once, we can take it down a second time."

After rubbing the ointment on, Qi Du moved uncomfortably. Jiang Luoqing looked around, took out an inner garment from the bag she was carrying, tore off the sleeves, and stuffed the rest back into the bag.

The snow-white inner garment was torn into long strips of cloth in his hands, and they were wrapped around Qi Du's arms in circles, so it was considered that he did not bleed.

Qi Du looked at Jiang Luoqing drooping under the lights, his eyelashes quivering with his breathing, and the light edges inlaid by the dim lights, for a moment, he wanted to hold this person in his arms desperately Take it as your own.

This person is his, and it can only be his. His hands trembled slightly unconsciously, but after realizing it, he pretended to be calm and stabilized.

Jiang Luoqing didn't notice his small movements, so he bandaged him and said, "Where else is injured?"

Qi Du said: "Calf." He originally had a pair of soft apricot eyes, which were usually suppressed by him, but now he complained in a low voice, looking at Jiang Luoqing's eyes was deliberately taking advantage of himself, "Those people are attacking me with knives, it's too insidious."

He blinked his eyes, full of displeasure.

Qi Du originally had a somewhat childish appearance, although there was no flesh on his face, he still looked relatively small, usually suppressed by him with arrogance, but now it was deliberately exposed, it was particularly effective.

Jiang Luoqing's gaze softened, and her voice lowered, "On the battlefield, what are you talking about being insidious or not? This time, learn a lesson, and just stop being intimidated again."

Qi Du nodded, with a childish expression on his face.

The corner of Jiang Luoqing's mouth curled up, and he lowered his head to deal with the bruise on his calf.

Qi Du waited for him to lower his head before removing the childish expression on his face. He looked at Jiang Luoqing as if he was looking at something very important, with the desire for monopoly and tenderness like water in it.

After Qi Du's injury was almost treated, Jiang Luoqing mentioned to Qi Du about leaving Crescent Lake.

Qi Du told Jiang Luoqing about the explosives buried by outsiders, and the two were helpless.

When the sky was about to dawn, the two decided to leave.

The wounded soldiers either backed or resisted, helping each other to stand up.

Jiang Luoqing stood in front with his own people, each with a bright long knife in his hand, 1000 people, silently watching a group of outsiders who appeared on the slope in the distance at an unknown time.

The explosives were buried outside the Crescent Lake, and the 1000 people behind Jiang Luoqing protected Qi Du in the center, followed by those soldiers.

Jiang Luoqing walked in the front, holding a long knife horizontally, and walked over step by step.

Most of those outsiders knew him, but they were so frightened that they took two steps back.