camp.
The bonfires were everywhere, and the soldiers were everywhere, all of whom were the personal soldiers of the Lingrui Palace.
"Speaking of this time, we won't be needed at all. Manager Xia has almost smashed the den of Feihumen by himself." A personal soldier smiled and said, "What do you think the emperor will reward him this time? I am afraid that this official position will be promoted again. already."
Another person said: "He is also sitting in this position now, what other official position can he reward? He will be the one when Director Xu retires."
"I said no, mainly because his status is not rewarding. He is only in his early twenties, a few years younger than you and me, and has already climbed to the position of general manager. You think, if he was not a eunuch, he would have done it now. What position?" Someone whispered.
Someone laughed and said, "The matter of this position cannot be said, all I know is that if he is not a eunuch, he has committed a serious crime of bullying the king. When the late emperor was still there, although he was young, he had already followed in and out of the inner court to serve. This woman's body, I'm afraid I've seen more than you and me. That's the woman of the previous emperor, let alone the current emperor's woman. Although he is a big red man in front of the emperor, will the emperor spare him? Apart from the emperor, there is also the empress dowager Where's your maiden!"
The crowd laughed aloud. After all, he was talking about this high-ranking eunuch, and everyone was extremely taboo, but the one who laughed out loud only dared to say it in a low voice.
"According to what I said, rewarding anything is in vain. In the battle of Feihumen, he became half a waste." Someone sighed and said in a low voice: "I have a little friendship with a brother from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and they were the first to catch up last night. Arrived, and saw something from a distance."
"Brother, tell us about it." Several of the soldiers looked at each other and gathered closer together.
"Although I'm waiting for the king's salary and sharing my worries for the king, this Director Xia is too much. You think, what happens if the princess' face is stabbed one more time, he was stabbed in order to help her block the knife. I injured my tendon and lost my entire left arm. Not to mention using force, I'm afraid I won't be able to pick up the bowls and chopsticks in the future."
"Didn't you say that you injured your right hamstring? How did you become this left hand tendon?"
The soldier who spoke just now sighed: "This right hamstring and left hand tendon are both injured. He was fighting against several people at the time, and his left hand was injured, but he did not withdraw his hand to defend. The young door master Leng Peng did not expect him to be so tenacious. Taking advantage of the hole, he attacked the princess' face and neck again. He squeezed Leng Peng's neck with his left hand, crushing his throat bone. This time, the space between his right foot was sold to Leng Feihu. Leng Feihu is not stupid. Ordinary slashes won't hurt him much, but Leng Feihu's sword picked his right hamstring."
When he said this, everyone sighed, admired and applauded for a while. He lost his left hand and right foot. No matter how powerful his martial arts are, he is still disabled. Sighed.
"You don't know something," someone said softly, "I heard from the people in the palace that this Director Xia and the princess grew up together and have a deep friendship."
"I can't help it, it's my own mother-in-law, who treats each other like this? According to you, Leng Peng is just attacking the princess's face, and it's not a fatal injury, why did he have to pay for his own hands and feet? From this point of view, if you think about it, it's more about power and power, so you don't have to be too sad." The soldier who spoke first said.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that all the colleagues around him were silent, and looked behind him with horror on his face. Almost biting the tip of her tongue, the princess said softly, "There are hundreds of people here. Counting the bunch of you who like to chew your tongue the most, why are you guarding my tenth brother's palace like this on weekdays?"
The dozen or so personal soldiers were shocked, and all fell to their knees on the ground and kowtowed in apology.
"It doesn't matter if you say that I am Long Yuzhi. If I hear you say Mr. Xia is ugly again, I will chop off your tongues and feed them to the dogs."
Yuzhi said in a deep voice, anger sprayed on the veil, the veil jumped slightly, and a pair of apricot eyes slowly circled all the soldiers in the camp.
Her eyes were sharp, and everyone she glanced at lowered her head in shock. She had heard that this princess was lively and kind, but it seemed that she was not at all.
When everyone looked at it again, the slender figure was already in the distance, the slender shadow on the ground mixed with the thin shadow of the treetops in the forest, and extended towards Director Xia's tent.
After entering the tent, Yuzhi waved his hand, and several servants from the Ministry of Internal Affairs hurriedly retreated.
Only she and Xia Sang were left in Nuoda's tent, and they were silent—Xia Sang had not woken up yet.
Yuzhi sat on the couch, froze for a long while at the man on the couch, his nose twitched, and he gently rested his head on the slowly rising and falling warm chest.
After returning from Feihumen, he had slept for a day in the camp where he had settled down earlier. There was a brief awakening in the middle, and he ordered his subordinates to deal with the matter of Feihumen, handle Aunt Xiao's funeral, and sent people to send letters back to the imperial capital and Zhuangwang's mansion respectively.
Plenty of things, deal with calmly and in an orderly manner.
She watched from a distance, not daring to approach him. She watched the doctor accompanying Lingrui Palace bandage his comatose wound, and watched him wake up and quietly instruct his subordinates to do errands.
When he spoke, he occasionally glanced at her, lightly.
Later, he slept again. His injuries were very serious, but he was young and strong, and his physical injuries would eventually recover, and it was his hands and feet that could never be recovered.
The doctor hadn't told him yet, but the news had already spread, and some of the personal soldiers knew about it. After returning to the palace, it will surely spread throughout the palace. What about him, when he woke up, did he know what kind of injury he suffered
Maybe, just now, she really should have caught those giggling personal soldiers and beat them up. She had to find a place to vent. Now, she was clutching his shirt, and the scene from last night was still vivid in her mind, but she was so dazed and overwhelmed with pain.