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"stop!"

Mo Chuan yelled desperately, and almost stopped the four swords an inch in front of Han Cheng's throat.

It all happened so fast that it was almost too late to react.

They left the city yesterday afternoon. They wanted to wait and see what happened, maybe they could find a chance to instigate Han Counselor - or to meet Han Cheng who was determined to defect. In any case, it should be a long time later.

Anyway, the two armies have just entered the truce period, and there is nothing important to deal with recently.

Unexpectedly, in the middle of the night that day, the city was heard far away, and groups of cavalry rushed out of the city gate in the heavy rain. The sound of horseshoes was so loud that the vibration could be felt several miles away.

Mo Chuan and his party rested in a nearby small town, and after waiting for a while, a spies Feige sent a letter. Li Mingzhang notified the whole army to arrest the general Han Cheng, and if caught, he would be killed on the spot.

For a while, several people were stunned, no matter how hard they thought, they couldn't figure out where Han Cheng, who was considered unknown in the Vietnamese army, had touched Li Mingzhang's rebellion, and deserved such a hunting order.

Mo Chuan couldn't sit still at all. He had been thinking about the General Han he saw during the day, and was disturbed by the ups and downs of emotions in his heart. Now that he heard that something happened to him, he couldn't wait for a moment.

At that moment, he took a few followers with the strongest kung fu to find someone. Their search direction was exactly opposite to that of the Vietnamese army, but they were all approaching Hancheng, which was caught in the middle.

After all, Han Cheng fled in the direction of the town for two hours first, and then ran into Mo Chuan and the others first.

At that time, when Han Cheng's sword stabbed at him, Mo Chuan had no time to be afraid, but when he saw that the four of his subordinates were about to kill Han Cheng, he was so frightened that his heart jumped out of his throat at that moment. .

After drinking to the four of them, he suddenly knelt on the ground with limp legs, and the fingers he stretched out to test Han Cheng's breathing couldn't help shaking.

"This is...Han City?!" The Jinyi man who had followed Mo Chuan into the city the day before was the first to react, and hurriedly retracted his sword with a look of surprise on his face.

"...It's him," Mo Chuan's voice was a little hoarse, he had already felt the warm current on his fingers, and he was relieved, "He must have thought we were the Vietnamese army hunting him, so he hid in the tree I want to strike first."

"He just aimed at my shoulder... I didn't expect that he still maintains such a naive mentality up to this moment."

The man in brocade clothes was puzzled: "But why did he change direction in the end?"

"..." Mo Chuan's face was complicated, "I met him yesterday, and he must have recognized me just now when we looked at each other."

The other four looked at each other, and they all saw surprise on each other's faces.

Does this Hancheng still have the belief that innocent people should not be killed indiscriminately?Alas...it is said that compassion does not command soldiers, I really don't know whether to say admiration or sigh pedantry.

Only now did they have the time to observe this general whom the lord valued so much, they were all stunned.

Especially the man in Jinyi and Mo Chuan himself. They had only seen Han Cheng the day before, and they still remembered that meticulous young man from head to toe. The coldness in his eyes made people shiver under the scorching sun. Only when there is a little warmth.

But now Han Cheng is only wearing a thin undershirt, which is mottled with muddy water and dark red blood, and his long ink-like hair is untied, messily scattered on his shoulders, making his face even paler.

Several people stared at his damaged lips and his suffocatingly handsome eyebrows under such embarrassment, and a very strange thought involuntarily rose in their hearts.

Then Li Mingzhang couldn't be more angry because he fell in love with General Han, and he couldn't make threats!

Especially when I saw a group of royal palace guards who escorted Han Cheng into the palace yesterday with their own eyes, the expressions on their faces were simply wonderful.

Mo Chuan's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

"What are you looking at, take him back quickly, I'm afraid the pursuers of the Vietnamese army will search here soon."

After hearing the words, the four attendants struggled to pull themselves out of the ever-expanding brain hole. A man in black bent down and prepared to carry Han Cheng on his shoulders, but found another thing: Lord, he's hurt!"

Mo Chuan's complexion changed, and he saw his subordinates lift up the clothes on Han Cheng's abdomen, and when he looked there, he found a circle of hastily wrapped brocade.

Judging from the color, it looks like the lining of the official uniform of the General of Yue.

It's just that it was too late for them to take any treatment measures. With a dark face, Mo Chuan told his subordinates to be careful, and then led Han Cheng to quickly evacuate from this dangerous place.

Withdrew all the way to the small town where they stayed, the five people finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Their team that came to Vietnam was fully prepared, and even brought the accompanying imperial doctor. The middle-aged man first directed the medicine boy to run around to clean Han Chengjiang's body, changed the medicine for his wound and re-bandaged him, and cleaned up everything. After he recovered, he sat down and examined the pulse carefully.

"Deficiency of qi and blood, slow and intermittent pulse..." The doctor stroked his beard, "It's nothing serious, it's just that there is too much blood loss, and some symptoms of qi and blood deficiency. In addition, the heart is overworked and the heart qi is weakened. It's good to take care of it The day will be fine.”

Mo Chuan's face was not good-looking: "Is it okay to have such a big hole?"

The middle-aged man bowed respectfully: "I can't say it's not a hindrance. If I delay for a while, I'm afraid my life will be in danger. But the incision didn't hurt the viscera, and luckily no other symptoms appeared, so the damaged essence can still be released." Bring it back."

Mo Chuan lowered his chin and nodded: "Then you will be responsible for raising him these days. We will leave for the country in a month. I don't want to see another dying General Han."

The middle-aged man seemed to have a little smile on his brows, and he cupped his hands quickly and said: "Don't worry, the general will recover to a full extent in a month's work."

"It couldn't be better." Mo Chuan relaxed and sat down beside the bed. "When do you think the general will wake up?"

"...General, I had to work a lot last night," the doctor tried to persuade tactfully, "I just need a good rest, so I can sleep as long as possible. If the lord wants to talk to him, just come back tomorrow morning."

"...Oh." Mo Chuan waved his hand with a bit of embarrassment on his face, "Then I'll take a look at him here, you go down, and remember to arrange the meals and medicines for these few days."

"Yes." The middle-aged man didn't say much, he saluted and then retreated out.

The room suddenly fell silent. Mo Chuan stared at Han Cheng's comatose face, and suddenly felt a very gentle warmth.

He was in a daze for a moment, feeling that this scene seemed familiar—he seemed to have watched a person’s sleeping face with such happiness and worry a long time ago, hoping that he could release his brilliance to the world without hindrance, and almost wanting to Lock him up so that no one can see his treasure.

But when I think about it deeply, I feel a headache and soreness, and I am so sad that I almost cry.

Mo Chuan felt these emotions he had never felt before in a daze, and he was a little crazy.

As the imperial doctor said, Han Cheng's injury is not very dangerous, the young man is strong and has good internal strength, when he woke up the next morning and took the medicinal diet, his face already had a faint healthy glow.

Mo Chuan came as soon as he heard the news. When he came, Shen You was leaning on the couch and rinsing his mouth with tea.

The little girl who was waiting on the side blessed the master, and walked out the door with the tray.

Shen You nodded to her savior, her demeanor was still as cold as ever.

Mo Chuan spoke first: "How is your body recovering?"

"It's nothing serious." Shen You swept his ice-like eyes probing at him, and asked directly, "You are from Qiguo, right? What is the king's plan?"

Mo Chuan laughed: "Is there any plot related to you now? Why, are you going to report us to Li Mingzhang?"

"You..." There was a layer of blush on Shen You's face, but it quickly faded, and he looked paler than before. He mocked himself, "You're right."

He smiled self-deprecatingly: "Anyway, Hancheng is now not tolerated by the lord, and it seems that the only way is to join Qijun."

Mo Chuan observed his expression: "Are you unwilling?"

"How could I be willing?" Shen You closed her eyes, "I joined the army for sixteen years, and I thought that there was nothing wrong with me in the past seven years. The king suddenly attacked me inexplicably, I... I really can't understand it."

"Can't figure it out, or don't want to think about it?" Mo Chuan held his breath a little, "You can't see Li Mingzhang's thoughts on Ji Xiuming, or do you think he can't see your thoughts?"

Startled, Shen You suddenly opened her eyes and looked at him.

Mo Chuan didn't show mercy at all: "You noticed it early in the morning, and you also know that Li Mingzhang doesn't like you, but you stay in the Vietnamese army for a long time, and you would rather not show your talents for a small general than vote for it. What kind of magic power is there, it is worth your sacrifice for him!"

"You...don't say it!" Shen You turned her head in embarrassment, her jade face flushed, not only from embarrassment but also from annoyance, even the corners of her eyes became more colorful.

But when he thought that his appearance was all because of Ji Chang who didn't understand anything, Mo Chuan couldn't control his anger.

"Don't dare to say it if you dare to do it," he said indifferently, "You are concerned that the Ji family is deeply rooted in the Yue Kingdom, and Ji Chang has a special loyalty to the King of Yue, so you dare not even talk to him, let alone Advise him to leave with you."

"No...you don't say it...don't say it!" Shen You tightly grasped the thin quilt on her body, shaking her head in a panic, the coldness she was used to protecting herself has been shattered and nothing left , "These are none of his business, Xiu Ming doesn't understand these..."

Mo Chuan sneered: "He doesn't understand, don't you either!"

Shen You stared at him in a daze, and an invisible watery light appeared in Danfeng's eyes.

Mo Chuan stared at him, then bent down in a strange way, and bit his lips that had just recovered some blood.

At the touch, both of them froze.

Shen You never expected that the other party would be catchy when they didn't agree with each other. He was in a daze, so naturally he wouldn't react.As for Mo Chuan, he was almost taken in by the sweet taste with a bit of bitterness, so he went deep in without hesitation.

Fortunately, his self-control is still strong, after struggling for a while, he finally stopped at the kiss.

Shen You reacted, and suddenly pushed him away.

"You...you are..." He was so angry that the corners of his eyes turned red, and he was stuttering, unable to speak, "Why did you humiliate me like this!"

"I didn't!" Mo Chuan hurriedly expressed his feelings, "I swear to God, I never have the slightest intention to humiliate you!"

"Then why...why..."

The always calm and calm Lord Qiguo looked like an inexperienced brat at this moment: "I... I don't know... I just like you..."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Shen You moved so much that his abdominal wound was stretched, and he couldn't help gasping in pain, "You and I have only met for two days, where did you like it?"

Mo Chuan sighed: "I know you will never believe it, but what I said is true, there is no falsehood."

He hesitated for a moment, then reached out and took off his human skin mask.

"I'm Mo Chuan. You should know who I am...Han Cheng, I've noticed you for a long time. Since the Battle of Songpo four years ago, I have asked my subordinate Anbu to follow you closely to investigate and arrest you. My every move is compiled into a book... sorry, but that's why I know so much about your entanglement."

Shen You was startled. Ever since Mo Chuan took off his mask, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

Everyone in the upper echelons of the Vietnam Army knew about the face of the Lord Qiguo. In contrast, he didn't care so much about Mo Chuan sending people to follow him.

It is perfectly normal for the two armies to fight.

"Han Cheng, you are the talent that I, Mo Chuan, dreamed of, but I will never use my feelings as a bargaining chip for an excellent general - I, I can't tell what happened to me, but if you know it, Maybe it’s not the so-called love.”

Shen You's eyelashes trembled twice, and he lowered his head, but the icy city wall was not built again.