The prince in the cold palace

The season turns from cool to cold, and when you realize that a single piece of clothing in the morning can no longer resist the cold, the windy and sandy desert is already covered with a layer of silvery white frost and snow.

Yin Wuyao only asked about what happened to him in Prince Xin's Mansion, and Zhifei didn't intend to tell, but when Zhifei lifted the curtain of the military tent that day, the emperor's good eyesight caught the figure of the former Shadow Guard Eleven, and He is no stranger to the back of Xu Yan, the housekeeper of the palace, who is cold and unruly.

Xiao Qi would really surprise people, Yin Wuyao thought so, and then devoted himself to analyzing the military situation.

Zhifei never left the barracks, nor participated in the military aircraft. Mu Ao and Xu Yan followed him, often watching him silently all day long without saying a word.Zhifei only stays in the wounded barracks to help the military doctor to practice. He is not wearing a suit of armor, but is completely dressed in a plain scholarly attire. In addition, neither Mu Ao nor Xu Yan who accompanied him deliberately revealed his identity as Zhifei. Yin Wuyao They didn't take special care of Zhifei, so the soldiers in the middle and lower ranks only knew that there was a scholar in the army who cared about the soldiers enthusiastically, but they didn't know which general the scholar belonged to.

On this day, Zhi Fei was walking on the way to the tent of the wounded barracks as usual, the dew was cold, even though he was wearing a cloak, it was even colder when the sun was out of sight, his slightly cold fingers saw the wounded soldiers along the way Unconsciously curled up, clenched into fists, and stopped a few steps away from the tent.

The howls could be heard inside the tent, and outside the tent were wounded soldiers who could no longer be squeezed into the tent, bloodstained and horrible.

I heard that there seemed to be a fierce and tough battle last night. Zhi Fei only heard that he attacked and captured a small city overnight, but the price for the victory was human lives.

The cruelty of war, Zhi Fei knew it very well in his heart, but actually came into contact with it, but it was a different kind of state of mind - powerless, at a loss.

The wounded patients he had bandaged may soon return to the battlefield as fallen souls buried in the battlefield, and the soldiers who were gossiping with him one second may disappear forever on the battlefield the next second. Nations fight against each other, and wrongs are repaid, but the common people are innocent.

With an extremely heavy heart, he took another step and opened the curtain.

The overwhelmed military doctor in the tent was helping one of the wounded soldiers with medicine. Zhou Guo or this era has not yet appeared Mafeisan. Although the wound medicine is effective, it can't stop the pain from spreading at all. He bit the wooden stick and glared, the pain was very severe, his throat was sobbing, and when the medicine was finished, he was already semi-conscious, and such wounded soldiers were all over the tent.

Zhifei didn't wait for the military doctor's arrangement, and took the wound medicine for other soldiers. After a while, two soldiers brought in a soldier who was seriously injured, unconscious and bleeding. The soldier's arm and foot were broken. But there was still a breath left, and the other two soldiers looked at the military doctor earnestly, begging to help the man stop the bleeding first, but the military doctor took a look and only said, "Throw it out."

"what?!"

"He still has his breath, how can you refuse to save him!"

The already sad atmosphere in the tent was extremely tense, and he almost grabbed the military doctor's skirt. Zhi Fei quickly put down the wound medicine and stopped them in front of the two to comfort them, and then looked at the military doctor.The military doctor stopped his work and glanced at the seriously injured and unconscious soldier, "Even if he can be cured, this person will never be able to go to the battlefield in this life, not to mention the current shortage of medicine stones? I sincerely suggest that if you die for him, Well, give him a good time with a knife."

"You quack!!!!"

Hearing these words makes anyone feel uncomfortable, let alone the comrades-in-arms who used to get along day and night?

The benevolent doctor, Zhi Fei was also taken aback when he heard these words, but his body had already reacted and blocked the two who lost their minds and were about to step forward to take revenge, but his thin body not only could not block the two tall and strong soldiers, but made The anger in the hearts of the two people grew stronger, and one of them raised his leg and kicked Zhifei's lower abdomen.

"Woo...!" Zhi Fei fell backwards clutching his stomach, but unexpectedly, he didn't fall heavily to the ground, but fell into a firm embrace. Zhi Fei turned his head to look, only to realize that it was Mu Ao. And the two soldiers in front of them were also restrained by Xu Yan and couldn't move. The military doctor was expressionless and thoughtful, trying to understand the military doctor's self-blame and helplessness. After all, the military doctor is responsible for the wounded of the entire army, not just Individuals with a benevolent heart may lose more opportunities to treat others. Doctors are incapable of saving and cannot save, but on the battlefield, even doctors are soldiers, and they must always aim at the honor and interests of the army.

In front of the two masters, Xu Yan and Mu Ao, the two soldiers dared to get angry and did not dare to move, they all waited viciously for the troublemaker Zhi Fei, who couldn't even smile wryly.

How could he not feel their feelings?

Mu Ao was originally very angry that two mere soldiers dared to be rough on His Highness, but he was more concerned about Zhifei's body, and while holding Zhifei's body firmly with one hand, he asked, "Are you all right?"

A little cold sweat broke out on Zhifei's forehead, and he shook his head slightly, wanting to say it's okay, but the pain in his lower abdomen made him unable to speak for a while, Xu Yan looked around, and said to Mu Ao, "Let's go out first and then talk." Then he turned his head and said to the two people, "You guys follow too, take that person with you."

Zhou Guo's army raided the border between the two countries and recaptured a city. It was a surprise attack after a short period of inaction. The morale was greatly boosted. The news of this victory spread to the imperial capital not long after, and the joy of victory swept away the previous haze.

The civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty no longer debated whether to go to war or not. It would be unwise to question His Majesty's ability. At present, the goal of the courtiers is how to write this war into the history books. When the emperor returns, he must What kind of celebration document to present.

Even the palace people in some palaces hung up festive red lanterns, and the common people talked about war the most after dinner.

War should not be a thing that deserves people's joy, but the habit of following the trend has caused most people to ignore this point. When it comes to war, most people are very excited, and young people with lofty ideals want to join the war to serve the country .

The boundless falling trees are rustling, when autumn goes to winter and the heart is heartbroken.

Seeing the red lanterns hanging high in the other courtyard, Yi Ren sighed softly and gathered the cloak on his shoulders, but still felt cold, his body was cold, and his heart was even colder.

And the sorrow and sorrow in his heart, the worries in his heart, were beyond the comprehension and dispelling of those around him, Yingfeng could only smell the decaying smell of fallen trees and withered grass, and could not feel any joyful emotion at all.

"Master, it's windy here, let's go back to the house!" Lu Fang, who wanted to add another dress for her, looked worried, but she didn't dare to say more. The originally lively little maid could only sigh secretly at this moment, but it was because this was not the first time this happened, and even she couldn't undo the frown of the master's increasingly frowning.

Concubine Mu nodded. Although she was worried, she was gentle and could understand the mood of the maid who had been with her for a long time. Her pink lips moved, and she was about to turn around and enter the room.

A gray shadow rushed into the cold palace arrogantly, passed the guards stationed there, and broke into the courtyard where Concubine Mu was.

In just a moment, the sound of weapons being handed over spread in the empty and quiet courtyard.

Lu Fang instinctively stood in front of Concubine Mu who turned around, but she was shocked when she saw the gray shadow just like Concubine Mu.

With a pair of sharp almond eyes, a handsome face, a tall figure and superb sword moves, even though Song Jingman fought him for a long time, he still couldn't gain the upper hand. When Song Jingman was about to make a fast attack, he heard a weak woman's cry. "stop".

Both sides stopped at the same time.

Even though more than ten years have passed, the years have only had a preference for that person. Not only has there not been much weather on his face, but even his dull expression has become more picturesque, elegant and beautiful.

Facing the person who had missed him for so many years, Mu Danhe could only choke and say in a hoarse voice, "Sister..."

"...Danhe?" Concubine Mu trembled slightly, the sudden shock made her a little uncomfortable, but the joy in her heart surged up, "It's really you?"

Mu Danhe nodded with difficulty, if it wasn't for Song Jingman's sword in front of him, he would have rushed forward.

Song Jingman glanced between Concubine Mu and the man, quickly withdrew his sword, turned and left, "For a quarter of an hour, I will act as if nothing happened."

When Lufang was still surprised at how easy Song Jingman was to talk, Danhe jumped up and stopped Song Jingman, "What quarter of an hour? What ability do you have to drive me away after quarter of an hour?!"

Song Jingman frowned, "The Forbidden Army is not so easy to deal with."

Danhe was furious, and when he wanted to say something more, Lufang hurriedly stepped forward to hold him back, and unconsciously used the old address, "Master! You came all the way here with all kinds of difficulties just to quarrel with Master Song Come on, if you have anything to say, tell the master quickly, if you are found out, you can leave, what should the master and I do!"

This persuasion made Danhe calm down a little, and quickly walked to Concubine Mu's side with his sword drawn, he was so excited that he didn't know what to say.

Concubine Mu patted the young man's back lightly. Although her eyes were filled with tears, there was a smile on the corner of her mouth, "After all these years, your temperament still hasn't changed..."

Song Jingman guarded the courtyard gate, occasionally looking into the courtyard inside.

The person who trespassed in the palace turned out to be Concubine Mu's younger brother, but what surprised him even more was that he didn't report this incident, not only that, but also gave them time to get together.

But the hand holding the sword hilt trembled subconsciously, and an inexplicable mood occupied Song Jingman's heart. He always had an unknown feeling about the mother and child living here, obviously it was just that he didn't need to give it away. The emotional surveillance objects are helping them unconsciously, and after seeing Concubine Mu's startled smile today, this feeling has become even stronger.

But he didn't hate it, not only didn't he hate it, but he also felt a lot of joy.

He has never drawn his sword for a woman, his sword has always been for the court and the lord.

This exception made him feel a little confused, and he never regretted it.

A quarter of an hour later, the gray shadow swept away silently, as if it had never been here before, and their brief weapon encounter did not disturb anyone. Looking at the room with the door closed, Song Jingman guessed who the people in the room were at this moment. expression.