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Chu Zhao finally couldn't help but cry while holding Xiao Chi's tombstone.

Not far away, General Temu looked at her in shock, feeling overwhelmed.

Aao didn't allow them to come near. He couldn't hear what Chu Zhao was saying, but the way Chu Zhao held the tombstone and cried, and the longing that could be felt through the back, was clearly a wife mourning her late husband.

Could it be that Princess Jingnan was the reincarnation of Emperor Gaozu of Dayan, as the legend said?

Otherwise, why would she come here specifically to mourn General Xiao Chi and still cry like this while holding his tombstone?

"Young Master, is she really Emperor Xihe?" General Tiemu asked A'ao beside him in a low voice.

A'ao didn't say anything, looking at Chu Zhao's crying back, his whole heart shrank into a ball.

He unconsciously pressed a hand to his heart, and traces of pain spread from there, causing him to frown deeply.

He couldn't tell whether it was because he was jealous of Xiao Chi, or because he felt sorry for Chu Zhao, or it was neither of the two, but an indescribable emotion that was suffering, shouting, and struggling in his body, like a trapped animal. , trying to find an exit to break free, but always just a little short of it.

At the moment of heartache, scenes of broken images flashed before his eyes, as if they were rising from the depths of his soul and floating in the air, but they could not be pieced together into a complete picture.

He couldn't bear the impact, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his vision went dark and he fell to the ground.

"Little Lord!"

General Temu was shocked and stretched out his hand to hold him.

Chu Zhao was crying uncontrollably. Hearing this, he turned around suddenly and saw Aao's crumbling body through his hazy tearful eyes.

"A'ao, what's wrong with you?"

She was so frightened that she forgot to cry, got up and ran over here.

General Timu had stabilized A'ao's body and let him lean on his shoulder.

Chu Zhao ran over and saw A'ao's pale face and the bright red blood around his mouth in the torch lit by the soldiers.

"What's going on? What happened?" She stretched out her hand to detect Ah Ao's breath, feeling extremely flustered, fearing that something might happen to Ah Ao.

Fortunately, Aao only lost consciousness and his breathing was still steady.

General Timu was also frightened. He supported Aao and said, "Nothing happened. We are just standing here watching you. Young Master, he suddenly vomited blood."

"How come you suddenly vomited blood? Ah Ao has always been strong." Chu Zhao felt incredible.

General Timu shook his head and said he didn't know what was going on.

"Could it be because of an evil attack?" a soldier said in not very fluent Chinese.

Chu Zhao frowned and looked around.

The dark mountain forest moaned in the night wind, and there was nothing around except vegetation, rocks, and only Xiao Chi's tomb.

It can't be Xiao Chi, right?

Did Aao see Xiao Chi?

Or is Xiao Chi teasing him?

Impossible, this is too ridiculous.

Chu Zhao shook his head to get rid of these unrealistic thoughts and said to General Timu: "Let's go back first!"

"Okay." General Timu was eager to go back quickly, so he hurriedly called two people over and carried A'ao down the mountain.

It was dark and windy, and the road down the mountain was difficult to walk. General Tiemu personally held a torch to help Chu Zhao light the way under his feet.

Chu Zhao looked at him and praised him seemingly unintentionally: "You are not a bad person. You know how to take care of women. You are much better than the Beidi people I know."

General Temu had never been praised by a woman before, so he smiled awkwardly and said, "Princess, that's a compliment."

Chu Zhao added: "You speak Chinese quite well. Did you learn it specifically to attack us?"

"..."

General Temu was speechless and defended himself: "I learned it a long time ago. I didn't learn it just to attack you."

Chu Zhao laughed: "You are quite honest and you don't look like an invader."

"..." General Timu finally realized that she was lying, so he silently shut up and stopped responding to any of her questions.

When they were almost at the bottom of the mountain, Aao woke up.

He couldn't remember what happened before, so he asked Chu Zhao what happened to him.

Chu Zhao said that he might be suffering from mental stress and physical fatigue from running around for days, and told him not to worry and to go back to the camp first.

Returning to the Beidi camp under Yanmen Pass, General Tiemu sent Aao into the tent, and Chu Zhao took his pulse and diagnosed him.

The general guarding the pass didn't know who A'ao and the others were. General Timu said that they were prisoners and were to be taken back to the king for personal disposal.

General Timu had just lost the battle, and the general guarding the gate guessed that he might want to take a few prisoners back to claim credit from the king, so as to reduce the king's punishment on him, so he didn't ask any more questions and ordered people to arrange meals and accommodation for them.

Chu Zhao checked A'ao's pulse and found that there was nothing wrong with his body, not even a common cold.

How could a good person suddenly vomit blood and fall into coma?

Chu Zhao was puzzled and asked Ao: "What did you do when I was in front of Xiao Chi's grave?"

"I didn't do anything." A'ao lay on the felt blanket and looked into her eyes and said, "I just stood there and looked at the king. When I saw the king seemed to be crying, my heart ached inexplicably. "

"...So, you vomited blood because you felt sorry for me?" Chu Zhao joked, naturally pulling open his clothes and pressing his heart with the palm of his hand, "Does it still hurt?"

She had just come back from outside, and her hands were still cold. Ao was shocked by her ice, but the skin there became as hot as fire.

He didn't move away or speak, and his breathing became heavier uncontrollably.

"How is it? Does it hurt?" Seeing that he didn't speak, Chu Zhao increased his strength and expanded the range, "How about this, does it hurt like this? Is there a feeling here? What does it feel like..."

Aao lay there, looking at her lustfully, not knowing how to answer.

He didn't feel pain anywhere now, but he didn't dare to say it, for fear that if he told the truth, her hand would be withdrawn.

He didn't want her to take it back, he just wanted her to stay on him.

"Princess." He called her by her previous title, his voice low and hoarse. "Princess, do you still remember how you helped me apply medicine when you were in the palace?"

"Of course I remember. You were as thin as a chicken at that time, and you only had a little fat on your waist." Chu Zhao said, casually pinching his chest muscles, "Look how strong you are now, almost catching up with Zhang Xingzhou." .”

A'ao was squeezed by her so much that her heart beat faster. She licked her lips unconsciously, and her dark eyes became wet as if they were about to drip.

"What about Xiao Chi?" His voice became hoarse, "Compared between me and Xiao Chi, who is stronger?"

Chu Zhao was stunned for a moment and did not answer. He felt that the skin under his palm was hot.

"Strange, I feel like you have a fever and your breathing is not right."

Chu Zhao became nervous and removed his hand from his chest to test the temperature of his forehead.

His forehead was also very hot, and even his breath brushing his arms was hot.

"Is it because my hands are too cold?" Chu Zhao said in hindsight, leaning down directly to touch his forehead with her own, so that it would feel more accurate.

The two faces were suddenly close to each other, and their breaths were intertwined. Aao finally couldn't help it, stretched out his hand to hold her waist, turned over and pressed her under him.

"The princess hasn't answered me yet. Who is stronger, Xiao Chi or me?"