I'm a killer. I'm stymied.

Chapter 20

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Fortunately, she had been to the barracks a few days ago, and most of the barracks knew her.

"So it's madam! Come in, madam! General..." The soldier let Murong Feng in, and then hesitated, his eyes filled with mist.

Murong Feng's heart skipped a beat, and his mind went blank for a moment.

"What happened to him?!" Murong Feng hurriedly asked anxiously, looking like she was about to cry, she was flustered for some reason, and she didn't even want to know the final truth.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Murong Feng was stunned for a moment, and then the big stone in her heart fell to the ground in an instant. She thought... Sun Daoyan was dead, or he was seriously injured and dying, but who knew it was just a slight injury to his leg.

Shouldn't these injuries be very common to those of you who have been on the battlefield? If you don't want to be so calm, you are too precious to your general.

Feeling relieved, Murong Feng followed the soldiers and walked into the camp.

Murong Feng couldn't help being taken aback when he saw the scene in front of him.

Military division... Why is that female military division back! Moreover, she is still bandaging Sun Daoyan, why does she look so unhappy!

"Ahem, well, our military camp is full of rough men who don't know how to take care of people, so we can only call the military division here, it's not that she violated the contract!" The soldier explained awkwardly, he felt as if they had done something wrong on their own initiative .

"It's okay, it's okay..." Murong Feng smiled awkwardly, and then walked to the military adviser's side.

"Girl, give me the gauze in your hand, and I'll wrap it up. You can go back and rest." Murong Feng said softly and generously, with a feeling of being a concubine's wife. Spontaneously.

My wife...is she angry? It doesn't look like it, but this aura...Sun Daoyan is confused, a little confused...

"Take care of him." The military master snorted coldly, then sighed softly, handed the gauze to Murong Feng, and then left the tent without knowing where he was going, looking very unwilling.

The soldier who was like a light bulb also realized that his existence was wrong, and hurried out of the camp.

There were only two people left in the tent, and the atmosphere suddenly became awkward. Murong Feng calmly bandaged Sun Daoyan.

"Madam... Just now... I thought I would never see you again..." Sun Daoyan muttered softly, his tone sounding distressing.

Murong Feng's heart trembled instantly, and his lips were slightly pursed, but he didn't say much, and he was still wrapped in gauze, as if he didn't hear it.

Murong Feng knew that she was running away, but...she was really too scared...afraid of losing after gaining...

"Who is attacking you?" Murong Feng changed the subject unnaturally.

"People from the enemy country." Sun Daoyan heard her meaning of changing the subject, couldn't help curling his lips in criticism, and sighed softly.

"Ah?" Murong Feng couldn't help exclaiming, the enemy? How could the enemy country sneak into the country? !

"It's nothing to be surprised about. There are many spies lurking in from the enemy country in the emperor." Sun Daoyan shrugged and said, "And this is not the first time I have been attacked by an enemy country in our country."

"You have so many enemies." Murong Feng sighed and said helplessly.

"Hehe, I think I have fought for more than ten years, offended the enemy country, and offended the emperor. In the end, I can only guard this military power and protect my last guarantee." Sun Daoyan smiled wryly, laughed at himself, and said with some regret.

"Is your leg okay?" Murong Feng asked worriedly.

"It shouldn't be a problem. I can walk on the ground in about a week, but within this week... I will trouble you." Sun Daoyan smiled charmingly, his eyes were full of jokes.

"There is a maid at home, don't think life is too beautiful." Murong Feng snorted softly and smiled.

Sun Daoyan instantly felt a sense of frustration, this guy is too skilled, too difficult to flirt with...

After Murong Feng finished wrapping Sun Daoyan, he walked to the door of the tent and said, "Well, your general has bad legs and mobility, who is going to make a wheelchair?"

Murong Feng's voice fell silent, and a group of Sun Daoyan's brothers rushed out, looking for materials to make a wheelchair for their boss.

"Okay, it's getting late, let's go to bed first." Murong Feng glanced at where the moon was, then turned his head and said to Sun Daoyan.

"Don't...you don't go, you go, what should I do." Sun Daoyan called Murong Feng helplessly, no one took care of him, his eating and drinking really hurt his kidneys.

"It's okay, I'll sleep at the door of the tent, just call me if you need something." Murong Feng smiled lightly, then took a chair by hand, and walked out of the tent.

Murong Feng sat back on the chair, closed his eyes, and fell asleep not long after.

When the soldiers came back after finishing making the wheelchair, they saw Murong Feng sitting in front of the tent, asleep.

The soldiers moved lightly and wanted to send the wheelchair into the camp, but as soon as they entered Murong Feng's body, Murong Feng woke up with a jolt, "Who?"

As a killer, Murong Feng's alertness is really good, she can wake up at the slightest disturbance, and she has a conditioned reflex when a figure floats by in her sleep.

Murong Feng woke up, took a closer look, and found that it was a soldier, so he relaxed slightly.

"Ma'am, this is a wheelchair we made from a carpenter in the surrounding villages. Let the boss change it into it, so it will be more comfortable." The soldiers whispered, for fear of disturbing Sun Daoyan in the camp.

"En." Murong Feng nodded, and pushed the wheelchair into the camp.

In the camp, Sun Daoyan was lying on the bed very uncomfortable, with one leg resting on the edge of the bed and fell asleep, looking very tired.

"Wake up, sleeping like this is prone to leg problems, get on the wheelchair." Murong Feng walked up to Sun Daoyan, patted him on the shoulder, and said in a rare soft voice.

Sun Daoyan opened his eyes in a daze, hummed and nodded, but was not fully awake, "Yeah."

Murong Feng drove Sun Daoyan into a wheelchair, and Sun Daoyan fell asleep in a daze, looking exhausted, after all, he had gone through a bloody battle.

Murong Feng sighed, walked out of the camp lightly, returned to his chair, closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

The next morning, Murong Feng got up early, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he hurried into the room to check on Sun Daoyan's situation.

Sun Daoyan had already gotten up, and was sitting motionless in the wheelchair with a serious expression on his face.