The little general is my favorite [Rebirth]

Liu Cheng ran to Feng Ji, looked at Feng Ji with a cold face, hesitated and became timid, and dared not hug this person who was thinking about it day and night.

Feng Ji closed his eyes and stretched out his hand towards him. Liu Cheng quickly supported his arm. Feng Ji held him tightly, gritted his teeth to suppress his emotions, and opened his eyes again, his eyes were flushed.

Liu Cheng was at a loss for a moment, his mouth was open and closed, but his tongue seemed to be tied up. He couldn't say a word, so he hurriedly stepped forward and hugged Feng Ji into his arms.

The accompanying northern guards were a little moved, they didn't tease the two of them as usual, and some of them even had red eyes.

Song Xiao scolded Song Huai a few words and then let go of him. Seeing his pale, serious face showing concern, he looked him up and down: "Where is the injury?"

Song Huai's eyes were still a little red, he pointed to his chest, and subconsciously lied: "It's almost over."

Liu Cheng, who had regained his senses over there, immediately betrayed Song Huai and revealed his injury. He didn't take credit for himself or exaggerate—Song Huai was shot in a coma for more than [-] days and almost couldn't wake up.

Feng Ji stepped forward to feel Song Huai's pulse, his brows became more and more wrinkled, and he proposed to return quickly.

Song Xiao's face darkened, and for the first time, he took Song Huai's hand amiably, and led the astonished Song Huai to his horse.

Jingyun was still very weak, unable to move Song Huai.Fortunately, there were spare horses in the team, but Song Xiao worried that they were not stable enough and would make Song Huai bumpy, so he asked Song Huai to ride his horse.

Song Huai finally touched the heads of the three snow wolves, saying goodbye to them.The wolves still followed the team for a while, until they reached the valley, the boss let out a long howl, as if showing respect to Song Huai.

A group of people went up the mountain worriedly and full of anticipation. Finally, their efforts were not in vain. They found the little general and brought some bones of their brothers back to Langya City in the middle of the night.

The northern guards in the camp were all alarmed. They were happy for the little general and mourned for the comrades who lost their lives.

Song Huai was escorted back to the room by Song Xiao, and Feng Ji checked his injuries.

Feng Ji unwrapped the crude bandage on Song Huai's chest, and Song Xiao saw the wound on his chest clearly. The wound was not big, and it was close to healing, but it was a little inflamed.

The superficial wound is small, while the damage to internal organs is large.Feng Ji said that in this position, half an inch to the left can penetrate the heart.

And in the medicine bag he prepared for Liu Cheng, there were only topical medicines to stop bleeding and treat injuries and a few ginseng pills to extend life.Song Huai's injury didn't get proper treatment, he was forced to heal by himself, and because the inflammation in his body was not eliminated, the wound couldn't heal for a long time.

If it wasn't for Song Huai's youth, fitness and tenacious will, he might not have survived.

Song Xiaohu put on a face, ordered Song Huai not to get out of bed, and healed his wounds, but for the first time, he regretted letting Song Huai learn martial arts, regretting taking him to the battlefield, regretting that kind of tactics, making Song Huai risky...

But if he does it all over again, will he change?

No, Son Lang of the Song family has never backed down.Just like Song Huai, knowing that he was no match for Wu Luolan's reinforcements, he would still try his best to stop them and buy time for his comrades behind him.

This is his son, his pride.

However, Song Xiao still doesn't know how to tell his wife that Song Huai is in danger...

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In late October, Qi Xuan received a letter from Long Ying on his way to northern Xinjiang.

It was Song Huai's personal letter, saying that he was trapped on Little Wolf Mountain by heavy snow, hid in a cave for a few days, and now he has returned to Daying safely.At the end, perhaps to appease him, Song Huai also wrote "I miss you" and stamped the Jade Rabbit seal on the signature.

But Song Huai's reply didn't let Qi Xuan let go of his suspense, because he didn't believe Song Huai's understatement at all, and he didn't dare to imagine what happened to him this month, and didn't dare to make any guesses——

He couldn't be safe for a moment without seeing him intact.

A few days later, Tang Zheng who arrived at Langya Mountain a few days earlier than Qi Xuan also wrote back to Qi Xuan.

Tang Zheng said that when they arrived, General Song had already found the young general on Little Wolf Mountain according to Qi Xuan's prompt. recuperate.

Tang Zheng originally proposed to escort Song Huai back to the capital, but the military doctor did not advise Song Huai to travel long distances. General Song made Song Huai rest on the bed for several days before allowing him to leave and return to Beizhou accompanied by the military doctor.

Qi Xuan didn't reply to the letter, but held his breath and rushed to Beizhou the next afternoon.

Under the escort of Tang Zheng and the Northern Guards, Song Huai returned to Beizhou half an hour earlier than Qi Xuan.

Chaoying welcomed him into the door with tears in his eyes, and asked about his health for a while, causing Song Huai to have a headache. He hurriedly claimed that he was hungry, and called Chaoying to prepare food for himself.

"Hey! I'm so confused, let's go!" Chaoying slapped his forehead to apologize, and before running out, he didn't forget to tell Song Huai that hot water was prepared for him in the clean room.

Song Huai was about to wash up and go to lie down on the bed when Chaoying came running back.

Chaoying slammed open the door, pointed out the door, tongue-tied in astonishment, "Wang, Wang, Wang..."

Song Huai still thought he was learning how to bark like a dog, but when he turned around, he saw Qi Xuan striding towards him from outside the door. He blinked in a daze, his nose sore, and hurried forward.

Qi Xuan stopped in front of Song Huai, his chest heaved violently, his breathing was rapid and heavy, and he stared at him deeply.He breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand to caress Song Huai's face, seemed a little uncertain, and murmured: "It's true...he's still alive..."

Song Huai felt his heart being pulled hard, it hurt more than when an arrow pierced his chest, the sourness in his nasal cavity rushed to his eye sockets, and his eye sockets instantly turned red.

He held Qi Xuan's wrist, folded his hand on the back of his hand, pressed his cheek against his palm, held back his tears, and looked at him infatuatedly: "It's true..."

Qi Xuan blinked his heavy eyelids, grabbed Song Huai's wrist, took a step forward, and leaned on Song Huai's shoulder.

Just as Song Huai was about to hug him, Qi Xuan lost his strength and pressed on him.

"Qi Xuan!" Song Huai was shocked, and quickly supported him with his body, but fell to the ground together with him.

Song Huai put his arms around Qi Xuan's upper body, only now did he notice that he was in a state of embarrassment, his complexion was pale, his eyes were black and blue, and tears fell from his eyes.

"My lord!" Tang Zheng and Jiu Ren, who were guarding outside the courtyard, broke in to investigate Qi Xuan's situation.

"Help him to the bed." Song Huai choked his throat holding back tears, calmed himself down, and said to the sluggish Chaoying beside him, "Call Feng to come here."

"Hey!" Chaoying responded and ran out in a hurry.

Feng Ji and Liu Cheng followed Song Huai back to Beizhou. In order to facilitate Song Huai's recuperation, they temporarily stayed at the General's Mansion, and rushed over after a while to give Qi Xuan a pulse.

"I checked him just now, there is no trauma, and his breathing is fairly smooth, but his complexion is very bad..." Song Huai has recovered his composure, but his voice is still a little moist.

Feng Ji rolled over Qi Xuan's eyelids, leaned over to listen to his heartbeat, frowned and said, "It doesn't look like I'm sick, but I seem to be asleep."

"Asleep?" Song Huai repeated in confusion.

Feng Ji recalled his sleepless nights of worry and waiting, and roughly guessed, "Call the person accompanying him to ask, the prince...hasn't had a good rest recently?" He said and gave Song Huai a meaningful look.

This time Song Huai also understood Feng Ji's meaning, his heart stabbed, and his eyes turned red again.

Tang Zheng went to ask the accompanying guards, and confirmed Feng Ji's guess, "Didn't take much rest along the way, didn't eat much, and didn't sleep much."

Song Huai sat on the side of the bed and looked at him, gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, cursing in his heart: "Fool!"

Feng Ji sighed: "It's nothing serious, let the prince sleep for a while, and I'll prescribe some medicine to nourish the body."

Song Huai lowered his eyes and stared at Qi Xuan: "I will guard him."

Seeing this, Feng Ji and Tang Zheng left the bedroom.

But Qi Xuan didn't sleep long before he started to have nightmares, shortness of breath, and struggled in cold sweat.

Song Huai quickly leaned over and hugged him, comforting him in a low voice: "Qi Xuan...Qi Xuan, I'm here, sleep well."

As if hearing his words, Qi Xuan stopped struggling, turned his head and put his ear to Song Huai's lips.

Song Huai called his name over and over again in his ear, telling him that he was guarding him.Qi Xuan calmed down slowly, but Song Huai frowned even tighter.

"It can't go on like this." He approached Feng Ji, "Prescribe him the medicine to help sleep and calm the nerves, so that he can sleep more deeply."

I always have nightmares, and I can't sleep well. How can I nourish my energy?

Feng Ji thought it was feasible, so he prescribed medicine for Qi Xuan.

Song Huai fed the medicine to Qi Xuan, wiped his face and body, and guarded him every step of the way. If Feng Ji hadn't reminded him, he would have almost forgotten his medicine.

The wound on his chest had healed, and he felt that his insides were almost healed, but Feng Ji still forced him to drink soup and medicine every day, even on the way back, he did not forget to light the medicine stove to decoct the medicine for him.

Feng Ji said: "If the little general doesn't want to suffer from chest tightness, shortness of breath, chest pain and cough in the future, if he doesn't want to be unable to carry a gun in the future, just listen to me obediently."

These words really threatened Song Huai, especially when he thought of how exhausted he was after gathering a few pieces of firewood and walking a certain mountain road, Song Huai could swallow no matter how bitter or unpleasant the medicine was.

He also wants to accompany Qi Xuan and live a long, long life.

It's just that he didn't expect that when he came back well, Qi Xuan fell down.

Song Huai began to worry that the dream he had when he was in a coma might be real, and he also began to be afraid, afraid that Qi Xuan would love him too much, and that he would hurt himself for himself.

I owe him so much affection that I can't repay it.

Qi Xuan slept for three days and three nights, Song Huai stayed with him all the time, fed medicine and soup, slept with him, and did not step out of the room for three whole days.

On the third day, seeing Qi Xuan's complexion improved a lot, Feng Ji stopped the tranquilizing medicine.

When Qi Xuan woke up, it was the afternoon of the third day.Song Huai leaned on the bed, flipped through two idle books, felt a little sleepy, covered his lips and yawned, then rubbed his eyes, wondering if he should lie down and sleep for a while, when he lowered his head, he saw Qi Xuan's eyes. His eyeballs moved and he slowly opened his eyes.

Four eyes facing each other.

"Wake up—" Before Song Huai had time to rejoice, Qi Xuan turned over with a cold face and turned to face inside, leaving him with a back view.

Song Huai: "..."

"Qi Xuan..." Song Huai leaned forward to look at his face, but Qi Xuan buried his face in the pillow and refused to look at him.

Song Huai was silent for a moment, lay down, lifted the quilt, hugged Qi Xuan's waist from behind, rolled his Adam's apple, and then said shyly, "I'm sorry... I made you worry."

Qi Xuan didn't move, but didn't answer, and was silent for a long time.

Song Huai moved forward again, pressed against his back, kissed Qi Xuan's nape lightly, and put his lips on it: "I'm really sorry, I..." After a pause, there was no sense at all. Arguable.

"Liar!" Qi Xuan, who had been silent for a long time, scolded him through gritted teeth, but Song Huai could hear the hint of coquettishness in his tone, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

This person has always doted on him and loved him. The only time he lost his temper with him was when he said he would rather never have liked him. After reconciling, he promised not to lose his temper with him again.

The letter questioning his father's concealment was so aggressive, and he was still reluctant to say a serious word in front of him.

The more this happened, the more regretful Song Huai felt, and the curved lips disappeared. He touched Qi Xuan's hand, held it tightly, and rubbed it on the back of Qi Xuan's neck, "I'm sorry, I broke my promise. .”

Qi Xuan didn't speak.

Song Huai hugged him tightly, suddenly felt aggrieved, and begged softly, "Turn back and look at me..."

The next moment the voice that came out of the mouth was directly crying: "I have been thinking about you, I am afraid that you will do stupid things without waiting for me..."

Song Huai's tears fell on the back of Qi Xuan's neck, causing him to shiver.

He was aggrieved and choked up: "You look back at me... okay?"

The author has something to say: Xuan Xuan: Bastard!fraud!Liar!

Huai Huai: [Sobbing] Sorry...I miss you so much, look at me, hug me...kiss me, okay?