Pour the glass

The moonlight was gloomy, and the mist between the trees gradually thickened.

The big tent of the Chinese army is still lit.

Ziyuan, who had taken off her armor, folded her hands behind her head and lay quietly on the couch, staring blankly at the ceiling, thinking about something.

The night was getting darker, and at the third watch, except for the soldiers patrolling the camp, most of the soldiers in all the tents were fast asleep. From time to time, snoring could be heard between the tents, and it was difficult for Baixia Mountain to be quiet for a moment tonight.

Suddenly, the curtain of the large tent of the Chinese army was lifted by a small soldier.

Ziyuan sat up in surprise, and stared at the soldier seriously, "You are so bold, don't tell me..." As soon as the words fell, the soldier's hand came straight to pinch Ziyuan's throat.

Ziyuan turned away, and just about to shout, a familiar face appeared in her sight, she was stunned, "Ah... Ah Ling?"

A Ling looked at Ziyuan coldly, raised her eyebrows and said, "You might as well shout out loud, try?"

Ziyuan coughed dryly twice, and said with a smile: "Aren't you still in good health? Why are you here?" After speaking, Ziyuan was stunned, and asked anxiously, "Could it be that something happened to my sister?"

A-Ling hesitated for a moment, stretched out her finger to poke Ziyuan's head, and said seriously: "If Zhexue really has something to do, do you think I will come to you?"

"Then you..." Ziyuan thought about it in her heart, and she thought it was true, but she still had some worries about Su Zhexue in her heart.

"I'm afraid that you will be bullied if you lead troops in a stupid way, so I'm here to help you," A Ling added, "Who else is more familiar with Dajin's methods of using troops than me? Let me help you." You, you can end this boring war earlier."

Ziyuan asked with a smile: "You are the majestic Princess Huangling of the Jin Dynasty, you helped me defeat my own army, is this... really all right?"

"If I want to win the Great Jin, it should be won under my leadership. If I guessed correctly, the [-] troops are the troops of Qi Wang Xiaohuan. It is a good thing for me that he will consume more. Helping you is also a help. Me, why not?" After Ah Ling finished speaking, she simply sat on the edge of the couch, stretched her waist, and beat her sore waist.

Ziyuan walked over with a smile, adjusted the thin quilt on the couch, and patted the left side of the couch, "Then you will sleep here today, and I will sleep..." His eyes moved to the right side of the couch, before he could speak , and saw Ah Ling rolled up the thin quilt and lying in the middle of the couch, "You..."

"Since you know my identity, you should understand that I never share the same bed with others." A Ling finished speaking coldly, and glanced at the small table with candlesticks in the tent, "You can go there and rest for a while. "

Zi Yuan looked at A Ling dumbfounded, "I have been marching in that armor all day, you want me to curl up and sleep?"

A-Ling raised her eyebrows and looked at Ziyuan, "What's the matter?" His eyes were like knives, piercingly cold.

Ziyuan coughed dryly twice, and said with a giggle: "Of course...of course you don't dare to do anything...you are not healthy, and you still have to drive for a day, so you should have a good rest." After finishing speaking, Ziyuan shrugged her shoulders , then walked towards the curtain, as if preparing to go out.

"Wait!" Ah Ling suddenly sat up and called Zi Yuan, "Where are you going?"

"Of course I will prepare food and serve Her Highness the Princess!" Zi Yuan shook her head helplessly and smiled, "I am not a son-in-law, so how dare I share the bed with the princess, so I should just be a pawn and serve the princess well."

"Smelly girl, poor mouth!" For no reason, Ah Ling blushed, and lightly sipped Zi Yuan's words.

Ziyuan blinked and said with a smile: "I have clean clothes in my luggage to change into. You are wearing this armor, which smells like men's sweat. Can you really sleep?"

"you……"

"Let me first go and see which poor fellow under my command was chosen by you tonight, and is now lying naked in the grass?"

"..."

"Mo Nu, Mo Nu!" Seeing the anger in A Ling's eyes, Ziyuan stuck out her tongue, and quickly lifted the curtain and ran out.

"soy Mujer!"

A Ling sniffed her body lightly, and it was true that the soldier's armor was really smelly of sweat. She immediately moved off the couch, walked to Ziyuan's luggage, opened Ziyuan's luggage, and found a piece of clothing from the middle. Clean underwear.

Sighing lightly, Ah Ling frowned slightly, if the Hanxiguan war happened, she would tell that stinky girl about Zhexue, if she told the truth, I'm afraid this stinky girl would force her way into the palace to find someone, ruining the last If you tell a lie, if this stinky girl really believes that Zhexue is dead and her great career will be accomplished in the future, will they still be able to change their original intentions when they meet again?

But no matter what it is, she, Xiao Zhanxue, is destined to be the villain among them.

Feeling slightly sour, she smiled self-deprecatingly, raised her hand and untied the belt on the breastplate, untied the belt, and took off the armor completely.

After taking off all the armor, armor and boots, Ah Ling took off her outer clothes, and just as she took off her inner clothes on her shoulders, she suddenly found a bowl of porridge quietly placed by her side.

"Why didn't you make a sound when you came in?" Ah Ling hurriedly pulled up her underwear, and turned her head to stare at the stinky girl in shame and anger, only to find that she covered her eyes with one hand and took a few steps back.

"His Royal Highness's body is not something you can look at, this little one knows, so I didn't see anything!" After Zi Yuan finished speaking, she hurriedly walked out of the tent, "I... I'll find you another set of clean armor. clothes go!"

"you……"

A Ling found that her cheeks were burning badly, and wanted to scold Zi Yuan a few words, but at this moment she couldn't say a word, she just felt her heart beating really hard.

"Stinky girl!" After a thousand words, there was only one scolding left, and Ah Ling hurriedly changed into her underwear, sat on the side table with porridge in her hand, took a few sips of warm porridge, and felt the hunger in her stomach Finally lost a few points.

"Puff..."

The curtain flapped a few times suddenly, and Ah Ling knew that this time it was Ziyuan signaling that she was coming in, so she responded coldly, "You can come in."

Ziyuan smiled and walked in with a clean set of soft armor, put the soft armor on the bed, walked to the side table, sat next to Ah Ling, and watched Ah Ling drink porridge.

A Ling was a little uncomfortable to see, and gave Ziyuan a look, "Do you not want your eyes anymore?"

Ziyuan smiled and shook her head, "Actually, it's good if you can come, after all, there are soldiers and horses here, who can protect you very well, and I can also have someone to talk to."

"..."

"Sister... are you okay?" Ziyuan thought for a while, but couldn't help but ask this sentence. The loneliness in her eyes made A Ling look a little sour.

A-Ling looked at Zi Yuan fixedly, was silent for a moment, and then asked: "Stinky girl, can you trust me?"

"Of course I believe, otherwise I wouldn't help you like my sister." Ziyuan nodded, "After all, I also want to save our Xue family..."

A Ling put down the clear porridge in her hand, and said word by word, as if promising: "As long as I live for a day, I will guarantee that Zhexue will be fine, so she must be fine these days."

Ziyuan rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "Aling, why are you talking so seriously all of a sudden? I'm not used to it."

A Ling was stunned for a moment, then rolled Zi Yuan's eyes, and her face darkened.

"Are you angry again?" Ziyuan coughed dryly twice, and made a gesture of apologizing, "Your Highness, your lord has a lot, so please forgive me for being a pig?" After finishing speaking, she made a pig face at A Ling .

"I'm too lazy to talk to you!" Ah Ling turned her face away, walked silently to the side of the bed, rolled up the thin quilt, turned her back to Ziyuan, as if she was going to sleep, but in fact, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth involuntarily. Come.

Ziyuan shook her head and smiled, and said slowly: "Actually, I also want to tell you that as long as I live, you and sister will be fine."

"..."

"take a good rest."

Ziyuan walked to the side of the couch, tucked the corners of the quilt for A Ling, and walked to the outer and inner clothes that A Ling had changed, and wanted to help her tidy up, but saw the corners of A Ling's outer clothes that were torn by thorns The side—a few wisps of blood are entangled on it, which is very dazzling.

Will she not be in pain?

Ziyuan frowned slightly, put down her outer clothes, and went back to the couch, wanting to check whether her feet were scratched by the thorns in the mountains.

"You!" Surprised that her feet were being grabbed by Zi Yuan, A Ling rolled over and sat up, raising her eyebrows angrily, "Stinky girl, be careful that I really stabbed you!"

"Even if you want to stab me, you have to wait for me to treat the wound for you." Ziyuan finished speaking seriously, and hugged Ah Ling's feet on her knees, and only then did she see clearly the bruises around her ankles. The scratched wound, "Can't you pamper yourself more?"

"I'm not Zhexue, you don't have to treat me well!" A Ling lowered her head, her voice a little nasal.

Ziyuan turned her head to look at A Ling, "That day at the bottom of Guhong Mountain, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would have gone to see the King of Hades."

"You have already repaid this kindness." A Ling replied coolly.

"Women should cherish women more." Ziyuan sighed softly, "You and sister are always like this, obviously because I was hurt, but you are still holding on, do you know that this will make me even more sad?"

"I do not……"

"So what if you don't need it? Now that it's in my hands, how can you say no?" Ziyuan suddenly drank slightly angrily, got up and walked to the side of the bag, found the golden sore medicine and gauze from the middle, and carefully put Ah Ling put her feet on her knees, ready to give her medicine, "If it hurts, hug me tighter, and I will be lighter."

What I once said in the back alley of Zui Tonight came to my mind, overlapped with what Zi Yuan said at this moment, Ah Ling's eyes were wet, and he said in a hoarse voice: "I can bear it no matter how painful it is, who cares to hug you!"

"Then I'll take the medicine..." Ziyuan shook the golden sore medicine bottle, and just poured it on A Ling's wound, she felt a sharp pain in her shoulder, and hurriedly looked back, only to find A Ling He bit his shoulder hard.

"Hiss—" Ziyuan took a deep breath and couldn't help asking, "Is...does it hurt that much?" Wrap up the wound on Ah Ling's ankle.

"Okay... okay, show mercy, show mercy!" Ziyuan repeatedly begged for mercy, turned around and supported Ah Ling's shoulders, trying to pull her away from him, but met Ah Ling's tearful eyes.

The shadows of the candles in the tent flickered. I don't know if it was because the mist from Baixia Mountain had drifted into the tent too much, or if the bitten by Ah Ling made tears flow. Good intentions, unexpectedly stared blankly.

A-Ling stared blankly at Ziyuan, staring for a moment, her heart suddenly burned hotly, beating violently uncontrollably.

"Cough..." A cough broke the stagnation at this moment, A Ling fell on the couch shyly, and raised her voice, as if to warn Ziyuan, but also as if to remind herself, "The medicine is ready! I'm tired It's time to sleep!"

Ziyuan also coughed lightly, and responded, "Oh." Standing up quickly, Ziyuan packed the wound medicine and luggage, rubbed the shoulder that was bitten sorely, walked to the side of the small table, and if there was Looking thoughtfully at the silhouette of Ah Ling sleeping on his back, he hurriedly shook his head and murmured, "Don't think about it..."