It's easy to be a villain, but hard to be a princess

Han Zixiao's face was covered with dust, and he couldn't be recognized even from the front.The hand holding the sword couldn't help trembling due to excessive force, Han Zixiao clenched his teeth, and if his physical strength was exhausted, he would not be able to protect himself, let alone protect Chu Muqing.

The enemy's martial arts experts were specialized in dealing with Chu Muqing. After Han Zixiao came to Chu Muqing's side, he obviously found it very difficult to deal with.Protecting Chu Muqing were Tie Feng, Zhu Xiao, and Han Zixiao, a total of three.

Zhu Xiao was in charge of fending off the enemy troops charging at the periphery, Tie Feng was in charge of personal protection, and Han Zixiao's martial arts were comparable to his, but this battle could not last long, and Han Zixiao's physical strength would be exhausted after a long time. Gradually the wind fell.

Han Zixiao's arm trembled, and the enemy's big knife brushed past his arm without paying attention, leaving a gash.Han Zixiao quickly took a small step back, the enemy was chasing him closely, the big knife in his hand was like a life-threatening talisman, at this moment, a long sword was inserted horizontally to block the enemy's big knife for Han Zixiao, saying when Sooner or later, the sword pierced into the enemy's chest like a ghost, and blood sprayed out.

Han Zixiao looked at the person in front of him, wearing silver-gray armor and a red cloak, he knew who he was without looking at the front.

Chu Muqing turned around and stared at him, "Who gave you permission to come!"

Chu Muqing's tone was clearly scolding, but Han Zixiao's heart was sweet.His face was covered with dust, and Mrs. Han might not recognize him, but Chu Muqing recognized him and rescued him at the most critical moment.

Just as Han Zixiao was about to speak, Chu Muqing pulled him over. When Han Zixiao came to his senses, an enemy holding a long sword behind him fell under Chu Muqing's sword.Han Zixiao gasped. He was so excited that he forgot that he was on the battlefield. If he didn't pay attention, he might lose his life.

Chu Muqing spat out a mouthful of blood, probably because she used her true energy just now to cause toxicity.

Han Zixiao was stunned, stepped forward and put his arms around his shoulders, and said, "My lord, get on the horse first, I'll deal with it here!"

"I don't need you to care about this king, you take care of yourself!"

As soon as the words fell, the cavalry of the enemy army in the distance shot arrows at Chu Muqing's side. It was obvious that the enemy's intention was to kill Chu Muqing.

Han Zixiao stood in front of Chu Muqing, waving his sword to block the incoming arrows, Zhu Xiao flew over at this moment, and together with Han Zixiao to block the rain of arrows, Tie Feng ordered dozens of soldiers to come over with shields to form a formation A wall blocked the rain of arrows.

At the same time, our cavalry flanked the enemy's archers from both sides. Within a quarter of an hour, the enemy's archers were scattered and the rain of arrows gradually subsided.

Han Zixiao turned his head and looked at Chu Muqing out of breath. In the cool autumn weather, there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.At this time, not far from Chu Muqing, an enemy archer was pulling his bow, and the target of the arrow was Chu Muqing.

When Han Zixiao noticed it, the arrow had already left the string, his pupils dilated, he took Chu Muqing's hand and pulled him into his arms, turned around, and exchanged positions with Chu Muqing, the arrow that pierced through the air just pierced into Han Zixiao's back.

The sound of the sharp weapon piercing the flesh was amplified, Han Zixiao let out a muffled snort, the cold sweat on his forehead rolled down his temples, and the pain in his back almost made him faint.

The long sword in Han Zixiao's hand fell to the ground, and he wrapped his trembling hands around Chu Muqing's back, hugged him tightly, and pressed his chin on his shoulder, breathing became difficult, and he said in a hoarse voice: "You complain It doesn't matter if you hate me or hate me, this time, no matter what, I won't let you go."

Chu Muqing's face was moved, and her hands stabilized his sliding body.

The archer who shot Han Zixiao was decapitated by Tie Feng with a sword, and the blood spilled on the spot.This battle lasted for nearly an hour, and both the cavalry and infantry were on the verge of exhaustion, but at a glance, our side clearly had the upper hand.

The enemy army was defeated and fled in scattered places.The soldiers of our army waved their battle flags and cheered with their weapons up. Chu Muqing ordered the troops to return to the camp.

He picked up Han Zixiao, stepped onto the horse, held him in his arms with one hand, held the rein with the other hand, kicked the horse's belly and galloped towards the barracks.

Han Zixiao's hands were powerlessly wrapped around Chu Muqing's back, the clothes on the back were soaked with blood, and there was no trace of blood on his pale face, he whispered in Chu Muqing's ear: "I'm sorry..."

Chu Muqing hugged her tighter, "Don't talk yet."

But if he doesn't say it now, he's afraid that he won't have the chance to say it in the future. Han Zixiao propped up his heavy eyelids, and pressed against his ear angrily, "Your Majesty, what you said in the dungeon back then, It's not all true, I did...do some bastard things that hurt you, but that was at the beginning, and later, I gradually wanted to protect you..."

"Also, you look good with your hair down, really good-looking, but you don't look like a woman at all, I...very, like..." Han Zixiao had a faint smile on his face, and there was a smirk in his mouth. A fishy and sweet smell poured out of his throat, and the spit out blood flowed from the corner of his mouth to his chin, soaking into Chu Muqing's battle clothes. Han Zixiao's pale face was clearly contrasted with the bright red blood at the corner of his mouth. He opened his mouth, "I, Han Zixiao, this In my whole life... I have only admired one person, and that person is... Chu Muqing..."

After finishing the last word, Han Zixiao closed his eyes, he could no longer hear the sound of galloping horseshoes and Chu Muqing calling him Zixiao.

Rushing to the barracks, Chu Muqing carried Han Zixiao down, and said to Tie Feng beside him, "Go get a military doctor!"

Tie Feng hurriedly called for a military doctor, and Chu Muqing carried Han Zixiao into the main camp.There was an arrow behind Han Zixiao, so he couldn't lie down, so Chu Muqing half-supported him to let him sit on the couch, and carefully removed the heavy armor on his body.

The military doctor hurried over with the medicine box, opened Han Zixiao's eyes, and after looking at it, he said, "He has lost a lot of blood. If the blood continues to flow, his life will be in danger. The old man must stop the bleeding immediately."

Chu Muqing supported Han Zixiao, the military doctor quickly cut off Han Zixiao's clothes, and prepared to draw an arrow to stop the bleeding and bandage up.

After working for nearly half an hour, the wound was only bandaged. Chu Muqing asked Han Zixiao to lie on his side on the couch so as not to press the wound, pulled off the quilt cover, ordered someone to bring in a pot of hot water, and twisted the veil for him Wipe the blood on your body and the ashes on your face.

At this moment, Tie Feng knelt down with a plop, "The lowly post violated the military law, please punish me, my lord!"

Chu Muqing glanced at him, "Which military law did you violate?"

"The humble official left the concubine in the barracks without authorization. This is the first one. The humble official failed to prevent the concubine from going to the battlefield. This is the second." Tie Feng said with his head down.

"My king knew about him in the barracks early in the morning."

Tie Feng raised his head, Chu Muqing held Han Zixiao's hand, wiped it patiently with a handkerchief, and said, "If it's about military law, this king is also at fault."

During the two days when he was poisoned and comatose, although he didn't wake up, he was conscious in his subconscious.He knew about Han Zixiao feeding him medicine. He also knew that Han Zixiao walked past him with water that morning. He didn't expose it, but just wanted to see what he would do.

But what I didn't expect was that he followed him to the battlefield.

Chu Muqing looked at Han Zixiao, stretched out his hand to caress the side of his face, and said to Tie Feng: "Go and count how many soldiers our army has lost."

"Impressive order!"

Chu Muqing has been stationed in the northwest for half a year, and has fought many times with the enemy, winning most of them. The territory of Zhan State is less than a quarter of that of Qi State. He has survived until now, and has exhausted the food, grass and troops of the whole country. Continue to fight Going down, Zhan Guo has no chance of winning.

At most, Zhan Jun could be wiped out in one more battle.

Chu Muqing also wanted to end this war as soon as possible.

After nightfall, soldiers came in with two bowls of medicine, one for Chu Muqing and one for Han Zixiao.Chu Muqing first fed Han Zixiao medicine, using the same method that Han Zixiao fed him when he was unconscious.

She fed him the medicine one mouthful at a time, and Chu Muqing drank her own bowl.

Before dawn on the second day, Chu Muqing ordered Tie Feng to lead [-] cavalry and [-] infantry to raid the enemy camp. After yesterday's battle, the enemy had suffered heavy casualties. Hearing the Qi army's surprise attack, they were terrified and fled without armor and armor. defeated.

In this battle, the Qi army won without a fight, the enemy general killed himself, and the Qi army captured eight thousand soldiers and a thousand grains of grain.

Chu Muqing discussed the post-war affairs with several generals in the camp, and when they returned to the camp, Han Zixiao was still awake, with his eyes closed, he still maintained the posture that Chu Muqing left the camp this morning.

The soldiers brought the medicine in, Chu Muqing sat down on the edge of the couch, helped him up, put the bowl to his lips to test the temperature, took a mouthful of the medicine and lifted Han Zixiao's chin to cross it in.

Han Zixiao's eyelashes moved, his eyes slowly opened, and a pair of watery eyes vaguely saw Chu Muqing's shadow.Chu Muqing took another sip of the medicine and fed him to drink. Han Zixiao swallowed the medicine slowly, opened his mouth, and kissed Chu Muqing.

Han Zixiao just woke up, unable to exert all his strength, and kissed Chu Muqing very lightly.Chu Muqing catered to his kiss tenderly, her soft lips lingering together.

When Chu Muqing left, Han Zixiao looked at him and whispered, "More."

Chu Muqing picked up the medicine and brought it to his mouth, "Drink the medicine first."

"You feed me." With a clearly pale face, there are many demands, "Hey as before."

Chu Muqing had no choice but to take a mouthful of the medicine, and put it in, lip to lip. Han Zixiao drank the medicine very cleanly, and even licked off all the stains on Chu Muqing's lips.

There was a smile in his eyes, and his voice was still hoarse, "Sweet."

Chu Muqing put the empty medicine bowl aside, put his arms around him, and Han Zixiao leaned in his arms, "After we parted in Rongcheng half a year ago, I planned to move my business to Rongcheng, even if you have already married a wife and had children. , I know that I have sinned deeply, so I dare not expect too much, as long as I can see you often, even if I can only watch from afar."

Chu Muqing said: "I didn't marry a wife and have children. Yi'er is the orphan of King Ling." At that time, Chu Muqing placed a dancer next to King Ling, but later found that he had the flesh and blood of King Ling. After King Ling died, Chu Muqing arranged The dancer secretly gave birth to Xiao Shizi and raised her as her own son.

"I know. I heard Uncle Song say that you didn't have a concubine, so I rushed here."

"I will go back when the fighting subsides, why do you come here again?"

"You and I have been separated for two and a half years, which is already a great regret. I can't wait to tell you what's in my heart."

"What?"

Han Zixiao covered Chu Muqing's hand with a weak hand, and said calmly: "I did do a lot of stupid things before, I don't ask for your forgiveness, you don't matter if you blame me or hate me, but I don't care about your hands." Will let go again."

Chu Muqing met his sincere gaze, held his hand behind her back, and inserted her five fingers into his, "Let the past go, I won't blame you, and I won't hate you. If you are willing to stay by my side , I will hold your hand tightly."

A gratified smile appeared on the corner of Han Zixiao's mouth, "Hold your hand and grow old with you."