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The days in the training camp were very hard, but in Jiang Ling's heart, it was much more fulfilling than Yingge Yanwu in the past. Moreover, with Chen Feng here, he was very happy.

Young Master Jiang has lived for nearly 20 years, and it's not that he has never been admired by others, but those people are firstly interested in his family background, and secondly, because of his appearance, and his personality is ranked last.

But Chen Feng was different.

He is Marquis of Weiyuan, with a higher title than his father. He is alone and has a good character. According to Jiang Ling's news network, there are many daughters in the capital who want to marry him, and even many girls in the border pass him. As a wishful gentleman, it can be said that Chen Feng has much more than himself.

Such a person likes himself, and everyone will be smug, not to mention, he also secretly has this kind of thought.

The night is cold as water.

Jiang Ling was lying on the bed, and Lan Shen was sleeping next to him. He slept very elegantly, but he was elegant, so it was hard to say to others.There are 20 people sleeping in this camp, and there will always be people who like to sleep and snore. In the past, Jiang Ling fell asleep after a day of training, and he couldn't hear those movements. But now, he can't sleep because of the tossing and turning. I became more and more irritable, and really wanted to kick those snorers out of bed!

Sighing inwardly, he simply sat up, got out of bed quietly, and walked outside the tent.

The valley was very quiet, the cool breeze blew past, and his drowsy mind suddenly woke up. He quietly walked to the grass by the stream and lay down, listening to the murmur of the stream, and looking up at the stars.

When he first entered the camp, he still thought that one day he would find fault with Chen Feng, so he trained hard to try not to let him look down on him, but now, he wanted to stay in this camp for a longer time.

It's just that he has to watch Wanpeng, if Wanpeng leaves camp, he will also leave camp.

"What are you doing here?" No matter how low the voice at night was, it was enough to startle Jiang Ling.

He immediately sat up, turned to look at the person who came, it was Chen Feng.

"I couldn't sleep, so I came out to get some air," he paused, and added, "I won't delay tomorrow's training."

Chen Feng sat down beside him, looking at the swaying starlight in the stream.

"Why are you here?" Jiang Ling asked him.

The man's voice was slightly hoarse, "I can't fall asleep when I dream of my former brother."

Jiang Ling's mind was quick, and he knew that he was depressed because he thought of the brothers who died in the battle.Jiang Ling had never faced death directly, and couldn't empathize with it at all, so he could only say, "Don't be too sad."

Chen Feng couldn't help laughing, "It was uncomfortable at the time, but it got better after a long time."

As the coach, he left everyone with the impression of being unsmiling and stern. At least Jiang Ling hadn't seen him smile very often. Now this smile was short-lived, but it made him stunned.

The smell of green grass soaked into his nose with the wind. Jiang Ling took a deep breath, lay back, and put his hands behind his head, "I heard that you joined the army when you were 15 years old. Why? Aren't you afraid of death?"

Chen Feng nodded, "Of course I'm afraid, but it's better than starving to death at that time."

Jiang Ling's eyes fell on his back, "Starved to death?"

Chen Feng turned to face him and sat down, "At that time, there was a flood at home, the fields were destroyed, and all relatives were drowned. I was lucky enough to survive alone with a piece of driftwood, but I had nothing on me, and I was still begging for money. However, I was really hungry later, and thought of being in charge of food in the barracks, so I went to join the army."

Jiang Ling suddenly felt sour in his chest, "Then did you know martial arts at that time?"

"No, it's about the same as you are now, but when I met Master at that time, he thought my bones were not bad, so he taught me a lot."

"What about your master?"

Chen Feng lowered his eyes, "He died by the enemy's knife and was buried at the border."

Jiang Ling has never been a stupid person, but at this time he didn't know what to say.

Gufeng was blowing slowly, bringing a hint of coolness, Jiang Ling couldn't help shivering, Chen Feng noticed it, and said: "You go back to the camp early to rest, and you have to train tomorrow."

Looking at the man's resolute face, Jiang Ling thought that he had earned the title of Marquis of Weiyuan with countless military exploits from scratch, and it was hard for people not to admire him.

He sat up and happened to be facing Chen Feng, "Chen Feng, is there anything you want?"

Chen Feng didn't care that he didn't use the honorific title, he just said: "What I want most is not to fight any more."

"Other than that?" He looked at the man seriously.

The air was quiet for a long time before Chen Feng said: "Other than that, I dare not think about it."

Jiang Ling paused, then stood up, patted the grass clippings on his body, "I'm going back."

After that night, the two of them had no other interaction except during training. Jiang Ling used the honorific title again, and greeted him with the same military salute as everyone else.Chen Feng treated him no differently from others.

Jiang Ling trains, eats, and sleeps all day long. He thinks that with the passage of time, he can forget the deep throbbing in his heart, but sometimes, no one can say for sure about emotional matters, and no one can control himself .

It wasn't until one night, when Jiang Ling woke up from his dream and his underwear was wet, that he suddenly realized that he had made a big mistake.

After the big Jiangnan case was uncovered, the training camp had a new coach named Xing Kai.

During the training that day, Chen Feng suddenly left a group of recruits and handed them over to the lieutenant general. Together with Xing Kai, it seemed that he was going to meet someone.

After the two left, the lieutenant asked them to fight two by two. Jiang Ling's opponent was still Wan Peng.I thought Wanpeng would still fight against him in secret, but Wanpeng didn't know why he was crazy, and suddenly stretched out his legs and kicked him under him. He quickly dodged, but he was still kicked by him. What followed was monstrous anger, and he beat Wan Peng to the ground violently, but Wan Peng let him beat him with a smile on his lips.

The scene was extremely chaotic for a while, the deputy general asked someone to inform Chen Feng, while he organized other people to fight. When Chen Feng came over, the recruits from the two camps were still fighting hard to separate.

However, Chen Feng yelled a few times and kicked out a few people himself, and everyone became quiet.

"Why the fight? Who took the lead?"

Jiang Ling endured the pain and stood with his head bowed.

"Since you don't say anything, don't even think about passing it!"

As soon as this remark came out, someone immediately said that Jiang Ling and Wan Peng started the dispute. Chen Feng scolded him a few times, then summoned the deputy general and asked him what the situation was.

The lieutenant told the truth, after all, it was Jiang Ling who made the move first.

"Jiang Ling and Wanpeng come out!"

Jiang Ling paled and stood at the front of the queue.

Chen Feng looked at him deeply, "Jiang Ling, the battle is not for you to fight, tell me, why did you fight Wanpeng?" He knew that Jiang Ling and Wanpeng had some old grievances, so he thought he was out of breath, so he hit Wanpeng, It happened to be when His Majesty and Ding Guogong came, if His Majesty was displeased and Jiang Ling was deprived of his qualifications to become an official, what would Jiang Ling do in the future?

Jiang Ling felt more and more pain down there, his eyes were reddened, and facing Chen Feng's reprimand, he felt aggrieved, so he said in a trembling voice, "He should be hit."

Chen Feng's face became more severe, "Why should he fight?"

Jiang Ling raised his head and glared at him angrily, silent.

Chen Feng looked at him with no expression on his face, and said, "I'll ask you again, why did you hit Wanpeng?" If the reason is reasonable, he can guarantee that Jiang Ling will not be eliminated from the training camp.

Jiang Ling's lips were pale, and he stubbornly remained silent.

"I've given you a chance to explain, come here, drag it down and punish the twenty army sticks."

Jiang Ling felt a chill in his heart.

Lan Shen suddenly came out to intercede with him, but Chen Feng ignored him and let him join directly.

The deputy general led someone to hold Jiang Ling up. Jiang Ling's legs trembled, his eyes were red, he gritted his teeth and said, "Chen Feng, don't fucking regret it." If the young master is disabled by you, just wait and see.

Chen Feng felt his heart skip a beat, and when Jiang Ling brushed past him, he suddenly said, "Let the military doctor show it to him first."

Jiang Ling breathed a sigh of relief.

He was brought to the military doctor's office and told the military doctor about the situation. The military doctor looked at his place, shook his head, and explained the situation to the lieutenant general. The lieutenant general was shocked and ran back to tell Chen Feng. He was about to leave, but suddenly remembered that His Majesty was still here, so he looked over.

Seeing His Majesty waving his hand, he hurried to the military doctor's camp in peace.

As soon as I walked to the door of the tent, I heard Jiang Ling's crying voice inside, "Doctor, doctor, tell me, can I be cured?"

The military doctor sighed, "I'll think about it again."

"Doctor, you must save me. If I die, how can I meet Xiaoqing Xiaoyu and the others when I go out?"

When Jiang Ling heard this, his originally worried mood suddenly became a little annoyed. This person was hurt like this, but he was still thinking about those people in Woyun Tower.

He lifted the curtain and went in, "Then don't treat it, it's good, it's about self-cultivation."

Jiang Ling had been simmering with a dark fire these days, just now Chen Feng wanted to hit him with a military stick, and the debt had not yet been settled, but now he didn't care about his injury at all, he suddenly became angry and shouted: "Fuck/Your uncle! Chen Feng, don't just allow the state officials to set fires and not allow the people to light lamps! As long as your mother's thing can be used, I can't use it?"

Although Chen Feng felt that his words were a bit unbearable, he still held back and didn't answer. His eyes fell on Jiang Ling's swollen place, and he frowned and asked the military doctor, "Can it be cured?"

The military doctor said that he was not good at learning, and Jiang Ling immediately burst into tears.

Chen Feng was also very worried, his brain ached from his noise, so he pulled a piece of cloth and stuffed it into his mouth, stretched out his hand to tidy up his trousers, hugged him horizontally, and left the camp.

Jiang Ling's heart skipped a beat, and she stared blankly at the man's side face.

Fortunately, there was a genius doctor in Dingguogong's mansion, and Jiang Ling's injury was finally safe.

Holding the prescription, carrying the medicine, and holding a living person in his arms, Chen Feng returned to Weiyuanhou Mansion, and ordered the housekeeper to prepare a room in his yard for Jiang Ling to recuperate.

Jiang Ling leaned on the bed that had just been tidied up, and said, "I sweated a lot before, and I want to take a bath."

"Do not touch the water there." Chen Feng remembered the instructions of Doctor Zhou.

"I just want to wipe my body with water, otherwise I wouldn't be able to lie down at all." He pulled his sweaty training clothes, looked at the new quilt, and looked at him innocently.

Chen Feng sighed, so he had no choice but to fetch a basin of warm water, and brought over a half-new pair of middle clothes he had worn before.

"You wipe it yourself?"

Jiang Ling nodded.

Chen Feng left the house, sat in the yard and waited.

Not long after, Jiang Ling's voice came from inside the room. Chen Feng got up and entered the room, and saw that he had already changed his clothes and lay down under the blanket, with only his face outside, looking a little tired.

Chen Feng took the dirty clothes out with the basin without any complaints, and closed the door after saying "heal your wounds well".

Jiang Ling was indeed extremely sleepy, and soon fell asleep.

He stayed in Weiyuan Marquis Mansion like this, and for some reason, the butler of Marquis Mansion was happy to see him and took great care of him.

Chen Feng also came back frequently in the past few days. Anyway, there were two more coaches, Xing Kai and Ding Ran, in the training camp, so his task was much lighter.

Until the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, His Majesty suddenly decreed that for the sake of family reunion, the new recruits from the training camp were allowed to go out for a day.

Chen Feng had nothing to do all day, except to cook medicine for him, serve him tea and meals, and just sit in the yard practicing martial arts and reading.

Jiang Ling was bored, so he pulled him to ask questions, and listened to him talk about some things on the battlefield in the past, which were interesting and joyful, but more of them were pain and blood.

"Today's Mid-Autumn Festival, do you want to go home and reunite with your relatives?" Chen Feng fed him the last mouthful of medicine, then turned to pack the medicine bowl and asked.

Jiang Ling took a sweet date and stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "I won't go back, I'll just stay here with you."

Chen Feng hadn't really celebrated the Mid-Autumn Festival for many years, and hearing this, he couldn't help but stir up waves in his heart.

"it is good."

On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, the moonlight is like water.

Jiang Ling was carried to the yard by Chen Feng to enjoy the moon. There were some melons and fruits on the table in the yard. Seeing that Chen Feng was silent, he said, "Such a beautiful moonlight, why don't you drink some wine?"

Chen Feng looked at the moon: "You are injured, so you can't drink." After a pause, he added, "I don't have anything to drink by myself."

A smile appeared on the corner of Jiang Ling's mouth, and he said faintly: "The wine in Woyun Tower must be delicious tonight."

Chen Feng suddenly turned to look at him, his eyes were deeper than the night.

"What?" Jiang Ling looked at him with a slight smile.

Chen Feng knew that he didn't go to Woyun Tower for that kind of thing, but he still felt uncomfortable. Now this person still mentions the wine of Woyun Tower in front of him, is he provocative?

"No matter how good it is, it's still soft. It can't compare to the wine from the frontier, which is as hot as fire."

Hearing this, Jiang Ling's eyes rippled. He leaned forward slightly, approached Chen Feng, and said in a low voice, "So, you like someone who is more enthusiastic?"

Maybe it was because the moonlight was too intoxicating, or maybe it was because the person in front of him was too seductive, Chen Feng's breathing was slightly stagnant, his heart was beating wildly, he met his eyes, and slowly lowered his head.

"Hou Ye, Liu Huwei from Duke Dingguo's mansion asked for an audience outside the mansion, saying that he brought the Holy Spirit's oration." The housekeeper suddenly appeared outside the courtyard and reported.

Chen Feng suddenly came back to his senses.