Your Highness asked me to pay him back his honor

Lian Sheng watched carefully on the city, seeing that Yun Lang refused to speak much during the battle, he knew something was wrong, so he interrupted rashly outside the tent.Seeing that mouthful of blood, his heart sank severely, and he hurriedly held Yun Lang by his arms: "Young General!"

"What are you shouting for?" Yun Lang lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "Help me sit down."

Du Yuhou didn't know the specific situation of Yunlang, and his excitement had not yet subsided. At this moment, the scene in front of him made a buzzing sound in his head, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand, and together with Lian Sheng, he supported Yunlang and sat on the couch.

Yun Lang's chest was surging with blood, coughed twice, and slowly supported the cross-legged, suppressing the out-of-control internal force.

Lian Sheng probed his veins, his hands and feet were icy cold: "Major General, how many green water pills did you use?!"

Yun Lang had no time to answer his words, closed his eyes and tried his best to adjust his breath.

In today's battle, even if a little bit of momentum is lost, the rebels cannot be scared away.If the rebel army could see the emptiness in the city and attack the city in one fell swoop, he and Xiao Shuo would not be able to protect the soldiers and civilians in the city even though they had three heads and six arms.

Yun Lang knew that the situation could not be ignored, so he went to Liang Tai Physician's office and asked for a bowl of medicine to protect the heart and lungs.

At this time, the heart and lungs are protected by medicine, although it hurts a bit, it's just because of fighting, it's not a serious problem.

It's just that under exhaustion, the inner strength was stimulated by the medicine and out of control, and it urgently needs to be straightened out.

"Which one of you is more steady."

Yun Lang said in a low voice: "Take care of my internal breath for me, I don't have enough physical strength to suppress it."

Lian Sheng and Du Yuhou looked at each other, and were about to step forward, but someone had opened the curtain and entered.

Lian Sheng was anxious in his heart, and was about to scold him when he suddenly widened his eyes: "Dian—"

The person who came came over Yunlang's body, took off the silver armor neatly, put his hand on Yunlang's sweat-soaked back, protected his back, and held him firmly.

Yun Lang was slightly startled, and was about to open his eyes when a hand covered his eyes: "Concentrate."

Yun Lang noticed that this hand was not warm, so he listened distractedly to the breath behind him, frowned, and said in a low voice, "Xiao Shuo."

"Concentrate, it's easy for you and me."

Xiao Shuo pressed a few acupuncture points on him, and moved his hand in front of Yun Lang's eyes, wiping away the sweat dripping from Yun Lang's forehead.

Yun Lang had no choice but to close his eyes, and with the help of Xiao Shuo's strength, he held his breath and focused his attention, straightening out the dissipated internal energy.

After a while, Xiao Shuo looked slightly relaxed and withdrew his hand.

Lian Sheng and Du Yuhou stared at the situation closely, were overjoyed when they saw it, and stepped forward to speak, but Xiao Shuo stopped him with his gaze.

Both of them reacted very quickly, quickly shut their mouths tightly, gave a salute, and left the camp to get busy.

There was no one else in the tent, Xiao Shuo raised his hand to stop Yun Lang's back, and said slowly: "They have gone out, don't bear it any longer."

Yun Lang relaxed his shoulders, hurriedly pulled Xiao Shuo's sleeve, and coughed up the blood in his throat.

Xiao Shuo: "..."

"It's okay." Yun Lang wiped away the blood and breathed a sigh of relief, "By chance, the internal energy was too strong, but the old wound was washed away."

The sword wound where his heart and lung meridians meet has been injured for too long, and he has never taken good care of it at all. Doctor Liang tried his best, but he could only recuperate slowly.

This time, the silt was washed away by accident. Although it is inevitable to cough up some blood, in the long run, it is more conducive to recovery.

Xiao Shuo stared at him intently for a while, his expression slightly relaxed, and he pulled back his sleeves: "I told you once that you don't have to give up the opportunity and don't rely on the situation of battle, but I didn't let you take the opportunity to this extent .”

"At that time, what I responded was the style of the white-clothed guards in your house."

Yun Lang was dumbfounded: "Today is General Yun Hui's style of play, I can't change it, the little prince will punish him."

Xiao Shuo looked at him quietly for a long time, sighed softly, and walked towards Yunlang.

General Yun was stern, and closed his eyes to accept the punishment.

Xiao Shuo embraced him with one hand, embraced Yun Lang's chest and shoulders, and kissed him on the forehead.

The iron armor was cold and firmly pressed against his chest and heart.Yun Lang was stunned, opened his eyes, and met Xiao Shuo's eyes with still water running deep.

"Today's battle." Xiao Shuo said, "I only hear the shouts of killing, and my heart is already surging. I wish I could stand shoulder to shoulder with you."

Yun Lang was dumbfounded: "Why didn't you stand by my side? Could it be that you didn't lead troops to kill the enemy in the palace?"

There must be someone who turned against the guards, Xiao Wangye was able to calm down so calmly, presumably he wiped out the rebels in the inner city in one fell swoop.

Yun Lang untied the silk sash for him, ignored Xiao Shuo's slight resistance, and stripped off his clothes. As expected, he saw an arrow wound on his left shoulder that had been bandaged properly.

"It's blocked by armor." Xiao Shuo said in a low voice, "It's just scratched a little, it's not a serious problem."

"Bullshit."

Yun Lang made him annoyed: "You think it's my first day in war, and you can't tell whether the arrow was shot from a bow or a crossbow?"

Xiao Shuo was not good at talking nonsense, so he told him to expose it with one sentence, and he fell silent.

"Crossbows are organic, it's not difficult to penetrate gold and crack rocks, but armor can't stop them."

Yun Lang touched the bandage on his left shoulder, put his palm on it, and pressed twice in different places: "Does it hurt?"

Xiao Shuo shook his head.

"Fortunately, no bone was hurt." Yun Lang watched Xiao Shuo's expression carefully, and heaved a sigh of relief, "Be careful next time, the palace is so empty, and you are not afraid of hurting innocent people. Take your time in the inner city." In three to five days, it’s enough to wipe out the rebels, and you don’t have to fight to the death.”

Xiao Shuo was silent for a moment, shook Yun Lang's hand, and nodded.

Yun Lang was held by him, and he also neatly stripped Xiao Xiaowang's armor with one hand, and even threw aside the blood-stained battle robe, and examined it carefully.

Just this one injury, nothing else.

Yun Lang relieved a little, pulled Xiao Shuo to sit on the couch together, leaned back with a long sigh of relief, and closed his eyes.

Xiao Shuo turned his head to the side, looking at Yun Lang who was lying on the couch with his arms and legs spread out.

General Yun's brows and eyes are clear, with a bright and sharp edge.The fierce battle was stained with blood, almost like a blood-stained weapon, with a cold light, faintly unsheathed.

Knowing that he was tired, Xiao Shuo shook his hand: "Yun Lang."

Yun Lang barely opened his eyelids: "Siege the city again?"

"..." Xiao Shuo: "No."

"Then what did you ask me to do?"

Yun Lang made a distinction, confirmed that what he was pulling was Xiao Shuo's uninjured hand, and pulled, "Lie down, sleep."

"Wash before going to sleep." Xiao Shuo said, "It's all blood."

Yun Lang thought in his heart that Prince Xiao was too particular, thought about the blood on his face, let go of his hands and waved his teeth and claws to frighten him, then went back to himself and closed his eyes.

Xiao Shuo sat for a while, got up and asked for some hot water, twisted the cloth towel, and carefully wiped the blood and gunpowder smoke on Yun Lang's face.

The cloth towel was warm and comfortable, Yun Lang unconsciously stuck it on and buried it in Xiao Shuo's palm.

Those hands didn't have the usual warmth, Yun Lang closed his eyes, and buried himself in Xiao Shuo's cold palm due to blood loss: "Little Prince."

Xiao Shuo was used to tidying up Yunlang, and he was still orderly with one hand. He supported him on the couch, took off his shirt and boots, and carefully wiped off the blood stains on his hands.

Yun Lang didn't want to force him to work hard, but his body strength was exhausted. At this moment, his mind was relaxed, and it was extremely difficult to even move his fingers.

"I know you're tired."

Xiao Shuo shook Yun Lang's hand, and put his cold fingers in his palm: "Don't worry, I'm here."

Yun Lang tried his best to pull the corners of his mouth, closed his dizzy eyes, and smiled at him as hard as he could.

All the rebels in the city were wiped out, even though the civil and military officials and the emperor were still suffocating in the palace, with the Jinwu guards stationed there, there was no trouble.

The elite capable of fighting in the entire Bianliang City had been gathered by Yunlang and brought into Jinshuimen, and joined forces to resist the enemy. The rebel army was severely discouraged in the first battle, and it was difficult to regroup for a while.

"I also know that you are in a hurry to quell the civil strife because you came to help me."

Yun Lang was moved around by him, after a moment of silence, he said in a low voice: "If I was well, you wouldn't be so worried, but I still have injuries."

Yun Lang: "If you care about it, you'll be in chaos...that's why you've been hit by this arrow."

Xiao Shuo covered the top of his hair and rubbed it: "I just lacked battlefield experience, I didn't know how to prepare, and I suffered a secret loss. You are thinking so wildly, and you are only concerned about it."

Yun Lang vaguely felt that today's Little Prince Xiao was too kind, so he opened his eyes inexplicably: "What tone are you talking about? The late emperor is on his body?"

"..." Xiao Shuo knew that he couldn't talk to him properly, so he became angry for a while, and he messed up General Yun's forehead hair, pulled the thin fur coat and wrapped him tightly: "Shut up."

Yun Lang felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief: "I want to sleep."

"Wait a little longer." Xiao Shuo took the ginger soup that came with him, "Drink it before going to sleep."

Yun Lang turned his head away: "Don't drink."

Xiao Shuo supported the back of Yunlang's neck, embraced Yunlang, and turned him over.

Yun Lang just wanted to sleep, and was almost annoyed to death by him. He forced out all his strength and pulled the bouquet to cover his head: "Don't drink, don't drink, don't drink, don't drink..."

"You ran against the wind and fought fiercely in the snow today, and the cold air has invaded your body."

Xiao Shuo blew on the hot ginger soup: "Sit—"

General Yun Shao wrapped himself into a small ball in a thin fur, and rolled to the side of the couch, holding his breath.

Seeing that he rolled in the wrong direction, Xiao Shuo stretched out his hand to fish him back from under the couch: "Sit up."

Yun Lang: "..."

Xiao Shuo didn't get angry when he saw that he didn't cooperate with him, so he stripped off Yunlang's thin fur, wrapped him in one arm, and told him to lean on his injured left shoulder.

Yun Lang opened his eyes, sealed by Xiao Xiaowang's wound that was close at hand, and did not dare to move: "..."

Xiao Shuo took the ginger soup, took a mouthful, put it on Yun Lang's almost pale lips, and passed it slowly.

Yun Lang: "??"

"This is your tent, your old department will come in anytime."

Xiao Shuo lowered his eyes: "If you don't drink it yourself, I'll feed you like this one bite at a time."

Yun Lang couldn't figure it out: "Aren't they also your new department?"

Xiao Shuo's ears were slightly hot, but his expression remained calm: "The late emperor left me a handwritten letter... taught me something."

Yun Lang was still overwhelmed by the mouthful of the little prince just now, now when he heard him say this, he felt even more worried: "It's over, it's over, I'll just say that there is something about the late emperor..."

Xiao Shuo took a deep breath and closed his eyes: "Young General."

Yun Lang was gloomy: "Mrs. Major General."

Xiao Shuo: "..."

"Hey." Yun Lang broke his heart, determined to be aggressive, "If someone comes in, just say that this is the wife brought back by the major general, who came to visit his relatives, and also feed ginger soup..."

Xiao Shuo was silent for a moment: "Okay."

"..." Yun Lang: "Huh?"

Xiao Shuo took a second mouthful of ginger soup, slowly passed it to Yunlang, and took a third mouthful.

Lips and teeth grind together, and the heat is dyed from the ginger soup to the lips and ears.Yun Lang's face was red, his ears were red, and he could barely avoid it: "Wait a minute... Madam General, are you willing to do it too?"

Xiao Shuo said: "What's wrong?"

Yun Lang couldn't say what was wrong for a while, he was tongue-tied and looked at His Royal Highness Yan Wang who didn't know his identity at all.

"You and I are on the same page."

Xiao Shuo said: "It doesn't make any difference who belongs to who. After all, we have joined hands for a hundred years, and we will still be married couples in the next life."

Yun Lang couldn't stand Xiao Xiao Wang Ye being so straightforward, his heart throbbed, and he blushed and buried himself in the ginger soup, gurgling and spitting out bubbles.

Xiao Shuo couldn't understand him taking food for fun, sighed, and put the ginseng soup aside: "That's all."

Yun Lang asked in a daze, "Don't you drink anymore?"

"If you don't want to drink, then don't drink." Xiao Shuo said, "Lie down, I will warm you up."

After Yun Lang finished speaking, the general's wife was going to bed now, when the words came to his lips, he caught sight of Xiao Shuo's calm eyes, and his chest was full of heat, but he couldn't say anything.

He always liked to joke around, taking advantage of what he said, but he never took it seriously in his heart.Xiao Shuo was naturally clear, but he always answered every sentence seriously, and never answered the question.

In these years, in such joking and bickering, I don't know how many truths of Xiao Wangye have been deceived.

Yun Lang's throat moved slightly, and Xiao Shuo hugged his shoulders, carefully avoiding Xiao Shuo's wounds, and let him lie on the couch with his embrace.

Fighting all night, at this time the night is about to end, the morning light is twilight, the wind and snow have also temporarily rested, and the sky is clear.

The outside of the tent is in order, and the defense is being arranged. Everyone will pay attention to lowering their voices when they pass by the handsome tent, so as not to disturb the major general and His Highness Yan Wang who are resting after the war.

"Little Prince." Yun Lang closed his eyes and buried the clothes on his shoulders, "Madam General is not good, she is not prestigious."

Xiao Shuo hugged him, his voice was soft and gentle: "What do you want?"

"The little princess is amazing."

Yun Lang said vaguely: "Go back and get me one yourself, just the seal of the royal concubine, do you remember? There is also a sympathetic knot on it..."

Xiao Shuo was slightly stunned, and slowly stroked Yunlang's back, without saying a word.

Yun Lang frowned, afraid that Xiao Shuo would make a mistake again, so he bet on him in advance: "If you want to say that it is not in compliance with the regulations—"

"No." Xiao Shuo said, "I just pretend that you don't like it."

Yun Lang was at a loss: "Why?"

Xiao Shuo stroked the top of Yunlang's forehead, pulled Yunlang close, distributed the heat from his body, and slowly pushed the acupuncture points on his back.

Yun Lang is a good general who can mount a horse and fight, and when the day changes, he should have been appointed as a general by virtue of his military achievements.He originally thought that the late emperor had mishandled it, and he didn't intend to show Yun Lang the jade document again.

But today Yun Lang had no intention of pointing it out, and suddenly figured it out.

Who belongs to whom, Yunlang is a major general who can revive morale with only one man and one horse, and can turn the tide by riding alone.

his Major General.

Xiao Shuo hugged him, and said softly: "Mufei's seal was buried with her, and I'll make a new one for you after this matter is over."

Yun Lang was extremely sleepy at this time, so he asked Xiao Shuo to wrap himself in warmth, and was easily abducted by his thoughts, so he yawned: "I want mutton fat jade."

Xiao Shuo nodded: "Okay."

Yun Lang had a wonderful idea: "Carve another rabbit."

Xiao Shuo: "..."

"Is there anything else that can be engraved?" Yun Lang buried himself in his chest, muttering, "Just engrave 'I don't want to be born in the same year, the same month, the same day, I just want to not die in the same year, the same month, the same day'..."

Xiao Shuo really couldn't listen anymore, stopped pushing the acupoints, lowered his head and kissed General Yun, and hugged him into his arms.

Yun Lang was satisfied, and let the little prince kiss comfortably, without any movement.

Xiao Shuo watched Yun Lang fall asleep without hesitation, pressed his forehead, took out the jade document in his sleeve, pondered for a while, and put it away carefully, avoiding the wound and hugging him tightly.

According to General Yun's style of play, I'm afraid it won't take too long, at most three to five days, he will set up a bait to lure the enemy into the urn, and the victory will be determined in one battle.

In the next few days, I will not be able to rest.

During the interval between battles, one must rest and recuperate in order to cope with the situation that will follow.

Since Yunlang slept so peacefully... this jade document, he is not in a hurry to hand it over to the official concubine of Prince Yan's mansion who is being married by the imperial pen and seal.