Transmigrated into a goddess from another world, and criticized the King of Yan for loving her like

Su Qian: "That day in the tunnel, I knew you were injured. Did I say, 'Let's go quickly, your wound needs to be treated quickly'? Did I say this?

If I really didn't care about you, I could have just dragged you along, or I could have just not helped you treat your wounds later. Anyway, you didn't let Jiang Xuewei treat your wounds, so I might as well have just dragged you along. "

She added, “But I don’t have one.”

"I was indeed negligent these days, but I really didn't do it on purpose. I don't know why, but I always feel dizzy and sleepy these two days.

When I woke up that day, I felt a little dizzy and felt like I had forgotten something. I kept thinking about it afterwards, so I forgot about it for the past two days, but I really didn’t mean to do that.”

Su Qian deliberately spoke in a pitiful manner and pressed her temples from time to time, trying to arouse his sympathy.

How could Lu Huan not see her intention? But perhaps because he had drugged her that day, he felt a little nervous and uneasy, and felt a little guilty.

So when she said that, Lu Huan quickly forgot the reason why he was angry just now, "Then what do you remember?"

He pressed Su Qian's head into his shoulder, let her rest her head on his shoulder, then put his right hand on her temple and began to massage her.

Before he could press twice, Su Qian pressed down his right hand, "Your hand is injured, no need to massage me, I'm fine."

Then she added, "I can't remember anything. I just feel weird inside, as if I forgot something."

Hearing her say this, Lu Huan felt relieved.

In fact, he himself had forgotten that the amount he inhaled that day was not much, and she only smelled it for a while before he extinguished the incense, so the amount of medicine she inhaled was not large.

Now, it was all love and guilt for her that came into play.

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In the camp of Zhiyi City, a banner with the word "Yan" written on it fluttered in the wind...

Yan Xuanye was dressed in black clothes and armor, and he looked even more majestic. His eyes were as sharp as a blade, and he sat proudly on his beloved horse Jueying with a knife in his hand. He looked strong and majestic, and his demeanor of a great general was fully displayed at this moment.

Gebru rode his horse and trotted to his side. "Your Highness, what should we do with the little maid?"

Yan Xuanye's eyes darkened. He originally wanted to use the news of Cuiwei and Lu Feng being punished to make Su Qian soften her heart and change her mind.

Now it seems that Lu Huan must have concealed the news secretly, otherwise there would not be any news about her in all these days.

Yan Xuanye: "Take her with you and let the witch doctor treat her injuries. She will have to continue to serve the goddess after she returns."

Gebru: “Okay.”

Ever since Yan Xuanye knew Su Qian's name, he has always called her Qianqian. Now he has even changed the way he addresses her. He no longer calls her Qianqian, but calls her the goddess.

From Yan Xuanye's words, Ge Bulu still tasted a bit of resentment.

Yan Xuanye: "Is everything arranged?"

Ma Qi: "Everything is ready. The cities closest to Zhiyi City are Binzhou and Yangcheng. The closest roads to Shangjing City include Qing'an City and Changping City. Which city do you plan to attack first?"

"Then choose the city on the road closest to Shangjing City to attack."

Yan Xuanye smiled self-deprecatingly, "Isn't she here to protect the people of Nanchang? I will point my sword towards Shangjing City and kill the generals all the way to see when she will show up."

He silently looked towards the city gate, his eyes filled with confusion and sadness. If you look closely at him, you can see an unspeakable pain in him.

Qianqian, Qianqian, don't you want to protect them? Don't you want to retreat alone?

I don’t do that. I do the opposite.

If you care about them, just come back obediently, then... I may let them go.

Otherwise... I will destroy these cities and force you to show up.

……

Jiang Xuewei and others on the city wall looked indifferently at the soldiers of Fengyuan State who were ready to go under the city wall. The guard next to her was reporting to her, "I heard from Li Zhong that the general took the witch to Qizhou City. During the few days he rested in Qizhou, he happened to find the lost Princess Nanjia. Now he is taking her back to Shangjing City."

She raised her eyebrows slightly, "Coincidence? Do you believe this?"

Guard: "What do you mean, young lady?"

Jiang Xuewei: "I don't know the specific situation, I'm just guessing. How could the general just happen to find the lost Princess Nanjia in Qizhou City by such a coincidence?

Besides, Princess Nanjia has always disliked the general. The last time she left Shangjing, it was to find General Lu. If she hasn't found General Lu yet, how could she be willing to go back with the general so easily? There is clearly something wrong here!"

Guard: "So...what do you want to do, young lady?"

Jiang Xuewei asked back: "How is Hong Ziweng?"

"I secretly went to the prison to see him before. He was half dead, still hanging on to his breath, but his skin and flesh had already rotted away."

Jiang Xuewei turned her back to the guards, a look of disdain on her face, "Is this person still useful?"

The guard was stunned. He didn't expect that she was still thinking about that matter at this time. "His face... has been scratched. Yan Xuanye seemed to particularly dislike his face that looked 70% like General Lu Huan, so he specially ordered someone to scratch his face."

"Now... he can no longer be seen as he used to be. As for other aspects... I haven't checked them carefully. Perhaps he still has fertility."

There is one more thing he didn't say: If Hong Ziweng is lucky.

But thinking about it, it seems unlikely.

Hong Ziweng almost insulted the innocence of that witch. How could Yan Xuanye still retain his fertility?

If the woman he loved was defiled by another man, he would want to make that man a eunuch.

Jiang Xuewei sighed with regret, "It's a pity for his face. Now that I think about it... I really can't bear to let him go."

"After Yan Xuanye takes his army away, you sneak into the prison and quietly release him. If there is still a chance that he can survive, find a doctor to treat him. If there is no hope of survival, buy him a good coffin and send him off in style."

Guard: "The girl is really kind-hearted."

"It's just..." He paused for a moment, and then said, "There is one thing I don't understand. Why did you save him?"

"He is... no longer worthy of serving a young lady."

Jiang Xuewei smiled and turned to look at him. She clasped his waistband with her fingers and pulled him towards her. "What are you thinking about?"

"How can I still like him when he's like that?"

The guard blushed, "That girl is..."

"Let him out and take good care of himself. He will know who caused him to be in such a state. If he still has a chance to survive in the future... he will naturally know who to seek revenge on."