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Qu Yan entered the kitchen in military uniform, and asked straight away: "Master Liu, brothers waited for half an hour in the wind and snow and couldn't even drink a bowl of hot soup. What happened to your kitchen?!"

Master Liu has been in charge of the kitchen for many years, and he has never been so negligent. Qu Yan saw that he was silent with his hands in his sleeves, but kept pouting at the boy in civilian clothes who was sitting on the wooden bench. The woman beside her also sized her up, and couldn't help frowning and asked, "Where did you two come from?"

The woman was about to speak, but the young man slowly got up from the wooden bench, bowed to Qu Yan, and said, "General, my surname is Tang, and I am confident that I will join the army here."

Qu Yan squinted her long and narrow Danfeng pupils, and her eyes were fixed on her left face. A small black character "蹄" was obviously a trace of tattooing. She moved her eyes down and stared at her legs.

Confidence is coming, Tangci has had enough of such gazes along the way, I don't know whether it is sympathy or sarcasm, my heart has long been indifferent, I just let her look at her with a cold face, but Qu Yan suddenly raised her leg and kicked her, Even though she was quick and did her best to dodge, Qu Yan was kicked directly in the leg bone when Qu Yan made the next kick.

Rou Ke hurriedly supported her, and asked Qu Yan angrily: "What does Commander Qu mean?!"

Tang Ci nestled in Rou Ke's arms, dripping with cold sweat, looking like a worthless coward, Qu Yan snorted softly, "Who is this girl? I discipline my soldiers, so where is it anyone else's turn to comment?"

"Disciplinary?" Rou Ke smiled, her eyes turned cold, "May I ask what Qu commanded her to do?"

"What did you do?" Qu Yan folded her hands behind her back, and the majestic silver armor complemented her tall and straight figure, making her look majestic and not angry. She paced around Tangci for a long while, and said with a half-smile, "The three armies have not moved. Food and grass first, how can Mr. Tang, who is the most talented in Beijing, not know such a simple truth? The decree of the imperial court has been placed on my desk for a long time, and it has accumulated dust. I still wonder why the letter has been in Maozhou for half a month. Still no one? It turned out that he hid in the kitchen and became a leader who cut vegetables and cooked rice!"

The right leg bone was still aching, Tang Ci got rid of Rou Ke's embrace, and stood up straight, she was a little shorter than Qu Yan, she lowered her head at this moment, looking a little weaker.

Seeing that she didn't dare to look up at him, Qu Yan clenched the corners of her clothes tightly with both hands, her joints turned white with too much force, Qu Yan took another look at Rou Ke, and then said, "Is it because you are leaning against a big tree to enjoy the shade? Princess Ke is very protective of the calf. It's just that you and her have to take care of the soldiers in the barracks anyway. They are not cowards nesting in the kitchen. The border is chaotic and there are often vicious fights. Fighting on the battlefield is inevitable. In the past few days, because of your slow hands and feet in the kitchen, you have not eaten your last meal, and I don’t know who has the guts to hide it from this general!"

Qu Dingguo had already frowned when Qu Yan walked into the kitchen without saying a word. Hearing this, he couldn't bear it anymore and cautiously stepped forward and said, "General, this matter was ordered by Commander Qu. It was ordered by the old man." Trust, with..." He glanced at Rou Ke, "It has nothing to do with Princess Rou Ke."

There was no trace of surprise on Qu Yan's face, but the corners of his mouth were tense and he said: "Even so, you will accept the favors that others give you? You just pass by, and what about my brothers?! It's right for them to work hard and starve Frozen?!"

Rou Ke's neck was flushed and she was about to retort, but Tang Ci stopped her, still lowered her head, her voice was as soft as a mosquito: "Since the general knows that my legs are inconvenient, why bother to make sarcastic remarks on purpose."

"Your legs are inconvenient?" Qu Yan sneered again, looking at her contemptuously, "I kicked you just now and you still have the strength to dodge. The two countries have never seen swords and swords in hand-to-hand combat. You can walk around the barracks to inspect and talk to you Generally, whoever has a broken arm or a broken leg can't support himself!"

Tang Ci rolled his throat, buried his head lower, moved his footsteps slightly, took a step back, and said in a low voice: "I was kicked by the general on the second kick, you can deduce that it is the end of the battle."

Qu Yan squinted at her and said nothing, the kitchen fell into a deathly silence.

After a long time, she took a few steps back to the door curtain and said coldly, "Come here."

Tang Ci was slightly startled, and stood still in place.

Rou Ke, who reassures her the most and is the most reliable, is by her side, but Master Liu who looks down on her is also watching coldly from the side, as well as Qu Yan, who is harsh and cold, and Qu Dingguo, who has never met before. ...

Qu Yan obviously had a fiery temper. After waiting for a while and seeing her motionless, he immediately raised his voice and said, "If you don't obey the military order—pull her out and kill her!"

When Qu Dingguo heard this, his scalp became numb, and he just wanted to say a few words, but Tang Ci walked away silently.

One step, two steps, three or four steps, walking very smoothly.

After five or six steps, he swayed a little, then stopped quickly, and continued walking.

Seven, eight, nine, ten, the right leg trembled slightly, and it was much harder than the left leg, and it shook again, and the hands were inertially trying to find something to support, and almost fell down when they felt empty.

……

At 25 steps, Tang Ci had already walked in front of Qu Yan. Qu Yan looked at Rou Ke, saw her nodding slightly, stepped out of the way, lifted the curtain with his own hands, and met Tang Ci's watery eyes mixed with grievance and doubt. He also stared back viciously without mercy: "What are you looking at me for? Let's go!"

Soldiers on patrol were coming and going outside the camp, and there was a lot of movement in the kitchen, but no one looked sideways or whispered.

After walking about dozens of steps, Tang Ci was exhausted and wanted to stand still for a while to wipe off his sweat. At some point, Qu Yan walked up to her side, folded his arms and looked up at her slightly: "I'm not leaving now. Are you doing well? Why are your legs inconvenient?"

Qu Yan's tone was a little softer at the moment. Tang Ci was hungry after working in the kitchen all morning. At this moment, she was tired and hungry, and her right leg bone was throbbing. It was the first time for me to walk so many roads in one breath, and for a moment I couldn't tell how much of Qu Yan's words were sincerely praising her, so I just pursed my lower lip tightly and didn't speak.

"You don't need to be the leader of the gang anymore. Go to the stables to feed the horses, raise the horses and wash the horses. Every day when you eat, you will come to our army tent. After you leave, you will eat. If you don't walk well, you will be hungry."

The terrain of Maozhou is flat and the wind is strong. It is rare that there is no snow today, and the wind is cold.

Sweat dripped from Tang Ci's forehead, followed by Rou Ke, who followed her with a silk handkerchief to wipe her sweat.

Seeing Rou Ke, Tang Ci, who had been holding on for a long time, softened his footsteps, leaned on her with peace of mind, and said to Qu Yan: "I will follow the general's order." Thinking about the kitchen, Tang Ci felt sorry, and stood firm. Scalp pleaded guilty, "The kitchen..."

As soon as the words started, Qu Yan hurriedly snatched them away, snorted, glanced at Rou Ke, and said: "You are a husband and wife, and your mistakes will be covered by your wife. It happens that she is good at craftsmanship. Besides, She has to guard you here to be at ease, but there are no idlers in the barracks, let alone the princess, it will be the same when the emperor comes!"

Tang Ci was speechless, and bowed her head in response, but Rou Ke looked at Qu Yan with a helpless smile.

Xindu.

It's funny to say that Yiyang wanted to stay by the bed and take care of Lu He so wholeheartedly that she would be the first person she saw when she woke up. He became unconscious, and Chi Liangjun, who was so anxious, called his maid to carry him back to the east conservatory so that he could be raised up.

Lying on the bed, Yiyang opened his eyes in a daze, and the dim light of day and Lu He's face streamed into his eyes one by one.

"Your Highness." Lu He saw that she finally woke up, and the uneasiness, worry, and fear lingering in his heart rushed into his nose, and his voice was hoarse. To Yiyang's ears, this soft call was no different from a sob.

Shaking his drowsy head, he could see clearly that her eyes were indeed glistening with water. Yiyang recalled the dream talk she had heard last night, raised his hand and tapped the tip of her nose, and said funnyly: "I went to see you yesterday, Are you dreaming, are you dreaming that I am dead?"

Lu He only felt lucky, and wished he could recover from his injury and go to Baoguo Temple to offer incense, chant Buddha and pray, and even avoided the word of death. Wouldn’t it be safe if you didn’t put this word on your lips?!”

Since the acquaintance, Lu He seldom reveals his emotions too much, whether it is joy or sorrow, it is easy to hide in his eyes so that people can't see clearly, and Yiyang has never seen her helpless and implicitly shy and delicate appearance. , looked at it a few more times, in a good mood, unaware of the pain from the stab wound in the abdomen, turned sideways, propped his head on one hand, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "I didn't feel very at ease, the pillow was wet from crying to you, and it was heavy. On the contrary, it is much more practical.”

Lu He didn't care about being ashamed or getting angry anymore. When she came over this morning, Chi Liangjun told her to take good care of this little ancestor. In just a few days, the wound opened two or three times. Did he want to leave a scar?

"Can't you lie down properly? It will press the wound."

Yiyang watched Lu He use ten fat fingers wrapped in thick gauze to carefully press her back to lie down. It has been four or five days, and now she has a real sense of heaven's pity.

Fortunately, fortunately.

"gentlemen."

Yiyang was worried that she would hurt her fingers, so she lay back on her own, and suddenly called her softly.

"The matter of revenge is over."

The promise on New Year's Eve is still in my ears, how could Lu He forget it.

"Your Highness...the minister intends to resign and return to his hometown to be with his family."

"I will go with you."

Lu He lowered his eyes and said ruthlessly, "His Royal Highness's family members are in the Forbidden Palace in the capital."

"But I only have one sweetheart." Yiyang raised her little finger, shook it lightly, and smiled slightly, "It's right in front of me, a first-line marriage."

"Your Highness..." Lu He hesitated for a while before continuing, "Your Highness, have you ever thought about it, you and I can't grow old together."

"Why not?"

"The morals of the world don't allow it."

"What does the world have to do with me?" Yiyang sat up straight, still with a calm expression, "My Tang family does not lack a descendant like me who disturbs the rules and regulations. The world will not tolerate it? I only ask you, you Tolerance?"

Lu He was silent and said nothing.

Yiyang suddenly smiled, lonely and lonely: "Maybe there is no fate, people often say that life and death are adversity to see the truth, and we have gone through the gate of hell hand in hand, but you still refuse to accept me. I am really affectionate." Let go of your fingers, He fumbled around the pillow, found a porcelain bottle, poured a maroon pill into his palm, and made a gesture to put it in his mouth.

Lu He's hands were not flexible, so he simply knocked it over with his palm. He was still worried that the pill rolled to the ground, and even grabbed the porcelain bottle and fell far away. He gasped and shouted to Yiyang: "You want to die?! You Do you think I can survive after death?!"

The sound echoed in the quiet room, coming and going, only a breeze blowing.

Yi Yang stared at her, looked at her, her eyes were full of tenderness, Lu He felt empty, and couldn't help but glance at the porcelain bottle rolled by the table. When the set was put on, Yiyang suddenly hugged her waist tightly, turned around again, and was pressed down by her.

"The sugar pill that Tai Hospital secretly made for me, I took it when I was drinking medicine, and my husband dropped it."

Lu He was ashamed and annoyed, Yiyang was getting closer and closer to her, she couldn't avoid it, she shrugged her shoulders desperately, and mumbled: "I thought it was..."

It’s not true, it’s not true if you don’t say it, a small face was flushed, Yiyang smiled, and easily untied the belt of her jacket, and said with a sense of realization: "It’s okay if you fall, sir should be better than sugar." A little bit of sweetness can relieve the pain of my life."

I don't know if it's because Yiyang is still having a low-grade fever. Her body was slightly hot when her skin was pressed against her. Lu He only vaguely noticed that the waist and abdomen were not covered by clothes, and a thin and boneless hand was swaying in it. There is no strength to resist.

"Tolerance and intolerance—"

The tightly clamped legs were gently rubbed apart by Yiyang's knees, Lu He was dizzy for a while, and there was warmth flowing through his abdomen, and his hand gently rubbed that place, feeling unbearably numb.

"You'll have to try it out to find out."