cool night

Don't miss out.

There is also a seemingly random stroke pattern at the corner.

A carrier pigeon from nowhere flew silently into the defensive barracks, and passed the secret letter with four characters and one picture to the general of Fuguo.

A letter that seems to be baseless and should not be ignored at all.However, the traces of repeated rubbing on this small note showed that it implied an uneasy changing situation.

There is also the hesitation and struggle in the heart of the believer at this time.

After a long time, an inaudible whisper in the military tent spread out in the silence before it could be heard.

"elder sister..."

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At three o'clock in the unitary hour, the lights in Wang's tent were brightly lit.

Although there is a curfew in the military, when the military situation is urgent, the generals will discuss it overnight, so the curfew has always been relaxed.

——Although they are still marching, there is no urgent military situation, and there seems to be no other generals in the king's tent.

Mu Chenling is a ninth five, even if he is singing and dancing in the tent, no one can control him, let alone just waste some lamp oil.

It is natural for the army to have any complaints, but those who know the truth can't help but smile knowingly.

It happened that General Fuguo, who happened to not be patrolling at night tonight, was also in the tent, and he didn't seem to have any plans to come out.

cough cough...

General Fuguo naturally had his own tent, although it was extremely unruly to cling to the king's tent, but he did sleep in his own tent every night.

Mu Chenling's preference was on the bright side. Almost everyone in the army knew that this general who was born as a secret guard was very favored, but no matter how favored he was, it was only limited to the kind between the monarch and his ministers.

For a while, everyone guessed differently.

The emperor and the general of the Fuguo... what important military affairs are they going to discuss?

In fact, as one of the parties involved, Mu Chenling really wanted to know what military affairs this person wanted to discuss with him.

Up to now, Bai Feng has no intention of leaving, and he doesn't chat with him casually. He just packs up a few random military books by the desk.

...It has been cleaned up three times.

Usually at this time, Mu Chenling should take a shower and go to bed.

"Don't do this," Mu Chenling didn't want to chase him away directly, so he took the book in his hand calmly and put it aside, "Just put it here."

The thing in Bai Feng's hand was taken over, and he seemed even more at a loss.

Mu Chenling thought that it was his first time in the army, and he felt uneasy. After thinking about it, he brought Zhang Kanyu and pointed it out to him: "We are here now, and there is Fenyan Forest in front of us. It's not easy to go there. It’s fine if you can pass in one day—you’ve read the secret reports during the day, the border is actually pretty stable, so there’s no rush.”

Bai Feng nodded, followed unconsciously with his fingers across a forest on the map, and asked tentatively: "Master, it's not easy to go here...can I take a detour?"

"Here...the official way is unreasonable." Mu Chenling didn't seem to expect him to ask such a question. After pondering for a while, he told him in detail, "Fenyan Forest is called a natural danger not only because of the deep forest and dense trees. It’s on a cliff, going here—it’s on a line of sky, it’s very dangerous, if there’s any movement, there will be gravel falling—this is an official road, usually caravans are okay, but the army can’t pass it at all.”

Bai Feng looked at the place he passed by for a while, and there was indeed no other way to go.

The only way to go, the opportunity is not to be missed...

Bai Feng was a little dazed, and asked in a flash of thought: "Master, you just said that the border is still safe, is it...is it?"

Mu Chenling didn't understand, so: "Yes, what's wrong?"

Bai Feng's heart was very confused, and he couldn't care whether he was breaking the rules for a while, so he asked in a low voice: "Then, let everyone rest for a day, and then go into the forest the next day... okay?"

"It's not impossible," Mu Chenling didn't want to refute his meaning, but thought for a while, and said, "It's just that there is a fixed amount of food and supplies for the march, and tens of thousands of people will spend a lot more if they delay for a day... Suspending the army for no reason may also arouse suspicion—what's the matter? What's up tomorrow?"

Bai Feng subconsciously said no, but after a pause, he felt that his reaction was too much, and explained in a concealed manner: "No... The subordinates are just, just worried about the safety of the master."

Mu Chenling laughed: "What are you worried about? Can there still be assassins in the army?"

Mu Chenling just said casually, unexpectedly Bai Feng nodded seriously: "Master has no hidden guards to dispatch, if there is any accident, you..."

"There are so many surprises here," Mu Chenling said noncommittally, "Besides, something really happened...Bai Feng, I remember that I taught you the sword skills now."

Bai Feng froze for a moment, feeling that he had really concealed a trick.

... a little embarrassed.

Mu Chenling casually dipped the pen on the case into the brush washer, slowly cleaned the nib, and asked casually: "If I remember correctly, we had a competition yesterday? Who won?"

Bai Feng lowered his head obediently: "You..."

Mu Chenling took the pen in his hand and tapped the sword on Bai Feng's waist: "You used this Yuhan sword yesterday, right? ... What did I use? Where did I get the branch?"

... picked it up from the ground.

The branches in autumn are light and brittle.

Facing a famous sword handed down by himself, there is no suspense in winning.

Bai Feng felt that not only was he playing tricks, but maybe the entire Shadow Pavilion was just a display.

Bai Feng's face turned red, wishing he could go out and practice sword for a night now, but also felt that it would be useless to practice for a few nights.

"Yeah, what's the use of practicing for a few nights? When I was young, I practiced all night and all night," Mu Chenling thought for a while about those ten years of good fortune, but didn't bother to recall anything, stopped talking, lazily He smiled, without any empathy, "Is it possible that after one night, your swordsmanship has improved by leaps and bounds, and you are already above me?"

At any rate, Bai Feng was a little self-aware, and lowered his head embarrassedly, feeling his face burning up: "No, no... The master's swordsmanship is exquisite, and the subordinates are amazed."

"Just admiring it." Mu Chenling slowly hung up the purple hair in his hand, and said with a smile, "Then, General Fuguo, may you feel relieved?"

Bai Feng nodded in embarrassment: "Yes..."

Seeing that he was so amused, Mu Chenling asked again: "Aren't you worried that there will be an assassin coming out of nowhere, or if something unexpected happens?"

Bai Feng looked at him begging for mercy, obviously not wanting to continue this topic anymore.

...Okay, why on earth did I bring up the assassin's dark guard for personal protection?

Mu Chenling seemed to have learned to be considerate again in an instant, she didn't say anything more, just smiled, and asked casually: "It's alright, why did you remember to say this?"

Bai Feng shook his head subconsciously, and said in a low voice, "Today, you sent out all the hidden guards around you."

Mu Chenling didn't bring many people with him, but today there were several urgent reports to be sent back to Beijing as soon as possible, one after another, which happened to send out all the hidden guards around him.

Mu Chenling didn't really care much about it. If it wasn't for Wu Luo's often frustrated look, he wouldn't even want to bring a hidden guard.

"Yes, yes, you have already said it once during the day." Mu Chenling had never been controlled like this before, and it felt quite novel, "What's the matter? Call someone back now? ——Eh, no, now how many of them Hey, have you rushed back already?"

Mu Chenling couldn't remember clearly, but Bai Feng could figure it out clearly: "Yes, now I should arrive at Yong City as soon as possible, and I can come back by the end of tomorrow."

——But the dark guard is a human being after all, and even if he manages to make it back, he still needs to adjust his breath for a while.

Bai Feng thought for a while, but in the end he didn't say anything more.

The big and small matters on the front line in Beijing were exhausting. Mu Chenling chatted with him casually for a while, and gradually felt a little bored.

Only then did Bai Feng realize that he had stayed in the tent for too long.

...I don't care what I do, how can I disturb my master's sleep.

Bai Feng was secretly annoyed, and before Mu Chenling was ready to tactfully chase him away, he stood up and left.

Mu Chenling, who was thinking about how to end the topic: "...I'll take you back."

Bai Feng was taken aback, and quickly refused: "The subordinates dare not bother the master."

"It's just a few steps, I'll be troublesome everywhere," Mu Chenling waved his hands indifferently, and handed him a cloak, "The autumn night is heavy with dew—that's fine, it's only a few steps, let's take a break."

"It's so late, it's a little outrageous for you to go back alone." Before Bai Feng could refuse again, Mu Chenling smiled again, "Besides, when you go out, your walking posture is a little bit wrong , there will be quite a few booklets out tomorrow morning."

Bai Feng was puzzled and didn't know what this had to do with Huabenzi.

"You don't understand, this group of people in the army are always looking for fun, and anyone dares to arrange it." Mu Chenling pulled up the curtain and went out of the tent, took a deep breath, and sighed, "It's so refreshing outside—the moonlight, cough……"

Bai Feng then looked up, the bright moon was in the sky, and the moon was shining like a flower, but it's a pity...the moon was covered by dark clouds.

The kind that is tightly covered.

Mu Chenling sighed: "I'm afraid it will be cloudy tomorrow..."

In this way, there was really no way to sigh about the moonlight, so Mu Chenling didn't speak any more, just walked slowly with him, and sent him back to the camp.

Mu Chenling stood still in front of the tent, advancing and retreating politely, not taking a step forward, pretending to be a gentleman: "Okay, rest early."

Bai Feng responded, and Mu Chenling smiled again as he turned around and entered the tent, and waited for him to extinguish the candle before he regained his expression and walked back slowly.

... Really fell asleep?

... I have been waiting outside for so long, do you know who asked me to come in and have a sit?

Mu Chenling shook his head and sighed, this person is really, really ignorant...

Alas, I am so ignorant.