My lord, wake up

Marching is different from traveling with one or two people. There are many things to consider, from the amount of food and grass to carry to the planning of the route, and the lighting of fires and camping at the places where we settle down every night.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark again, a group of people found a flat place with a wide view and set up camp to rest there. Xing Chenxiu studied the map in the tent after using the dry food: "Follow this pace, and it will be three days later." Have you arrived in Luan City?"

"Yes, if we can go faster, we can arrive in less than three days." After Zhuo Ying finished speaking, she looked up at Xing Chenxiu, hesitant to speak.

In fact, he could know what Xing Chenxiu was thinking even if he didn't say anything, he put down the map in his hand and asked, "Master Zhuo wants to go first and return to the imperial city earlier?"

"My lord is wise."

"I can understand Lord Zhuo's worry about the Holy Majesty, and I wish I could go back to the palace immediately to make sure that the Holy Majesty is safe, but my lord should understand that we don't know what's going on in Luan City now. Breaking in, being captured is a small matter, but catching grass and scaring snakes is a big matter, even if you can sneak in smoothly, the possibility of rescuing people is very small."

Zhuo Ying didn't know this truth, but if he was delayed for another day on the road, the danger to the Holy One would be more. Even if he died, he hoped to be able to protect him by his side instead of worrying about tens of miles away.

"The Holy Majesty has a careful plan before acting, not on a whim. In fact, after calming down, I believe that he will not easily put himself in danger. In the letter, he just made the worst plan, and it is not impossible to win." Seeing Zhuo Ying's sad expression, Xing Chenxiu said again, "Although this king and the Holy One are not of the same mother, they have many similarities in how they handle things. If this king stays in the palace today and Ayan is outside, this king will definitely fight to the end For a moment, waiting for the arrival of reinforcements. This king hopes that he can live a good life, but he hopes to accompany him to see all the great rivers and mountains of Ran Ying, and he does not want to leave him to live alone."

Life and death can be ignored when there is no care and no worries. Once the heart belongs to you, you will have armor and weaknesses.

Even if he tried his best to protect that weakness, he also had the courage to fight till the end in armor, because he knew in his heart how sad that person would be if something happened to him, and how much he couldn't bear to let the other person feel sad.

Zhuo Ying was taken aback, and quickly bowed her head in salute: "Yes, this subordinate understands."

"The Holy Majesty understands you better than the King. Even the King knows that if something happens to him, you will not live alone. How can the Holy Majesty fail to count, so this King guesses that the Holy Majesty may have a way to save his life temporarily, so he dared to plan like this." Xing Chenxiu looked at the familiar figure passing by outside the tent, and smiled, "Lord Zhuo, please be patient for a few more days, breaking into the palace alone is not beneficial to the overall situation, but there is an adult who is familiar with the terrain of the imperial city, but it can guarantee that the Zhenbei army will attack." When you enter the imperial city, you won’t be like a pan of loose sand, maybe you can get twice the result with half the effort.”

"It's because the subordinates didn't think carefully. Thank you, my lord, for your advice."

After Zhuo Ying saluted, he exited the tent, and when he was far away, Wei Yan came in with food: "There happened to be a small stream next to it, everyone caught fish and cooked some soup to warm up, I brought you a bowl. "

Xing Chenxiu had no appetite, so he drank a few sips and handed the bowl back to Wei Yan.

Zhuo Ying was in a hurry, he was not much better, but the soldiers were all mortals, and it was already very hard to drive for several days. If they only cared about the road and didn't take a good rest at this time, they might be exhausted before they reached Luancheng. Get up, but there is no chance of winning.

Seeing him like this, Wei Yan sighed, took the bowl, shaved the fish in it with chopsticks, filled the soup with a spoon, and fed it to his mouth together: "I heard what you and Lord Zhuo said just now. , when you comfort others, you can speak loudly, why don’t you understand when you come to yourself?”

"Rationally, I believe that the Holy One can keep me safe, but I still can't help worrying." Xing Chenxiu stared at the fish for a long time, and still opened his mouth to eat the other's hand.

"Eating too much dry food hurts the stomach. It is good for the body to drink some hot soup at this time. After eating, you can rest early, and you can go on your way at dawn tomorrow. You will arrive in Luancheng soon, so don't put too much pressure on yourself."

"Well, have you eaten yet?"

"I ate it when I was helping to cook it." Wei Yan also fed the last few mouthfuls of soup into his mouth, touched his head as if rewarding him, and leaned over to lick off the residual soup overflowing from the corner of his mouth, "I Go out and explain what's going on tomorrow, if you're tired, go to bed and rest first, don't wait for me."

Although the two of them have done many intimate things, Wei Yan's intimacy integrated into daily life often makes Xing Chenxiu feel overwhelmed, blushing slightly and not speaking.

Wei Yan walked a few steps, opened the curtain and then stopped, turned around and said, "By the way, Zimu, I don't think I told you that when I faced Helian Chunyi and Liang Qiu on the battlefield, What I think is the same, no matter what, I have to go back alive, because I don't want to leave you alone."

With a thought, Xing Chenxiu stepped forward and lay on his back: "I will also protect myself well."

"Well, so go and have a good rest, so that you will have the strength to face the next battle."

It turned out that he was waiting for him here, Xing Chenxiu was a little funny, the sum of all the pain and pets he felt when he was young may not be as much as the short few months after he was with Wei Yan.

It's just that the other party loves to coax him like a child, and I don't know when it will change.

# # #

When Wei Yan finished his work and returned to the tent, the lamp was still on, and Xing Chenxiu was sitting on the couch playing with the tiger talisman.

"Didn't I tell you to go to bed first?" Wei Yan took off his outer robe, twisted the handkerchief to clean himself up a bit, then got on the couch, and helped Xing Chenxiu to lie down.

The marching flat was originally narrow, and it was very difficult to accommodate two big men, but at this moment, the two were hugging each other tightly, and there was still some gap between the two ends.

"It's not used to sleeping alone."

After Xing Chenxiu untied the poison in his body, his work and rest returned to normal, and he no longer needed to sleep so many hours a day. He was used to being wrapped in another person's body temperature, and it was not so easy to fall asleep when he was alone.

"My fault." Wei Yan kissed him, "Come back earlier next time."

It's strange to say that Xing Chenxiu didn't feel sleepy just now, but now he was hugged by the man like this, but he opened his mouth and yawned: "We need to get up early tomorrow, let's rest."

"Wait first." Wei Yan seemed to suddenly think of something, got off the couch again, and took out a jar of ointment from the pocket of his coat.

Xing Chenxiu was stunned when he saw the ointment, and after a while he said in embarrassment: "I have to hurry tomorrow, this..."

"What are you thinking about?" Wei Yan couldn't laugh or cry, walked back to the couch, and squatted halfway beside his feet, "I asked Doctor Zhang, this medicine is effective for ordinary redness, swelling and broken skin, and it is less irritating. I have been riding for the past few days. Right now, the skin on the side of your leg should be worn out? I'll give you some medicine."

Xing Chenxiu had no experience in marching in the past. Although he is good at horsemanship, he is different from Wei Yan who has been fighting on horseback for a long time.

In the past few days, he wanted to return to Luancheng more eagerly than other soldiers, and he never cried out bitterness, but Wei Yan, who had experience, knew it was not easy.

Xing Chenxiu didn't want the other party to worry, and originally wanted to find an excuse to shirk, but Wei Yan had already taken off his obscene pants for him, and stroked the inner thigh that was blistered and bleeding with his fingertips.

"If I don't ask, aren't you going to tell me?" Seeing that the injury there was worse than he thought, Wei Yan couldn't help but feel a little angry.

When the cold ointment touched the wound, Xing Chenxiu flinched instinctively, and Wei Yan immediately moved more gently.

"Ayan, I'm not that weak." Xing Chenxiu pursed his lips, and looked down at the man who was half kneeling on the ground applying medicine for him, "I know each of you must have experienced this, it's just a minor injury."

Xing Chenxiu has seen with his own eyes how many wounds on Wei Yan's body, how many thick calluses have been honed over a long period of time, and because of this, he does not allow himself to be weak. , to stand shoulder to shoulder with.

"It's a minor injury, and I know you can overcome it by yourself, but if I, the person next to you, can't even know your physical condition quickly, I will only feel that I am incompetent."

After taking the medicine, Wei Yan stood up, put the medicine bottle aside, looked at him and said seriously: "Zimu, I'm angry that I didn't take good care of you."

On the battlefield, wounds and bleeding have long been commonplace, and he never takes them seriously, but this person in front of him is too important to him, so important that every little injury the other party suffers seems to be magnified dozens or hundreds of times, It hurts in his heart.

Xing Chenxiu was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses. Knowing that the man really cared, he stopped trying to be brave, hooked his fingers, and flattered him: "Next time you sneeze, tell A Yan."

Wei Yan was amused, turned off the lights and lay down next to Xing Chenxiu, hugged him into his arms: "Okay, remember to tell me next time you sneeze. It's getting late, go to sleep."

# # #

At dawn the next day, the group packed up and continued to set off. After walking for about two hours, the soldiers who were exploring the road ahead suddenly reported that a large number of soldiers and horses were approaching.

The visitor didn't know whether it was an enemy or a friend, and the whole army entered a state of first-level alert in an instant. Zhuo Ying led a group of shadow guards to walk in front. He didn't slow down, but paid more attention to the movement around him.

Until they reached a fork in the road, they could finally see the black army at the other end, wearing the uniforms of Ran Ying's army, but at this moment of civil strife, the opponent was Ran Ying's army, which was not enough to make everyone relax their vigilance.

Zhuo Ying had already drawn the soft sword at his waist: "My lord, my subordinates are going to investigate the situation."

"Master Zhuo, be careful." The other party didn't raise the flag, and couldn't tell which side it was for a while, Xing Chenxiu frowned, and from a distance, he could only see the leader was a tall man in a general's armor, and there was little to say behind him. Four or five thousand soldiers and horses.

Zhuo Ying also didn't dare to ignore it. After taking the order, he led dozens of shadow guards forward, and before he could get close to the other party, he heard a steady and heavy voice from the other end: "Is this the Zhenbei Army?"

Without waiting for Zhuo Ying's answer, Wei Yan straightened up abruptly, and the next moment he rode his horse past Zhuo Ying, and said in surprise to the person who made the sound, "Father!"

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I really met my parents this time