Although Weiyang's singing was just a light hum, the lingering sound still floated and reached the ears of the two guards outside, Ding Si and Ding Wu.
The two men looked at each other in bewilderment. How could such a tender voice come from the general's tent
Could it be that the box just now was delivered to a small restaurant
No wonder I just asked for four buckets of hot water.
The general is already twenty-three years old and has not yet married, so it is normal for him to have some inhumane habits.
The army has been deserted for a long time, and it is not uncommon for brothers to have mixed feelings with each other.
Both of them thought that it was just what they thought, and they couldn't help but look at each other again. They didn't dare to be careless about the movements around them, for fear that someone would eavesdrop on what was going on in the military account and ruin the general's reputation.
The space in the military tent was not small, and Yan Gui sat very close to the door.
He clenched his hands, pursed his lips, and stared at the door curtain in front of him without moving.
Behind me came the sound of rushing water, the sound of the wind outside the tent, the sound of water inside the house, and the singing, all intertwined together, accompanied by the flickering of the campfire, which made people feel a sense of throbbing.
Wei Yang looked up at the figure sitting with his back to her and felt at ease. With her uncle around, she seemed not to be afraid anymore.
After washing quickly, she called out as usual: "Nurse."
After calling, I remembered that the wet nurse was dead.
Among the four older maids and eight younger maids around her, one of them was hung under the eaves in her place, and it was unknown whether the others escaped.
In Duke Su's mansion, more than 200 lives were lost overnight.
Thinking of her deceased parents, brothers, sisters-in-law, nephews, nieces, and sisters, Wei Yang couldn't help but cover her face and sob.
Yan Gui looked at his nose with his eyes, and his heart with his nose. He sat upright, exuding a cold aura from his whole body.
Suddenly, the sound of water and singing stopped behind me, and the little girl called out, "Nurse."
After a short rest, there was no sound, but unexpectedly I heard her sobbing.
Yan Gui forced himself to turn his head, and saw a bright white figure crying hard in a round barrel in the dim light.
"Ahem..."
It was not convenient to go over, so I could only cough lightly a few times to remind her to put on her clothes first.
Maybe she was tired of crying, or maybe she was awakened by Yan Gui's cough.
Wei Yang stood up from the slightly cold water, dried herself, and put on her nightgown. She stood barefoot on the clothes she had taken off, looking blankly at Yan Gui.
"Uncle, shoes..."
Yan Gui turned back when he heard her calling.
Her black hair was loose and tears were sparkling on her little face, making her eyes look crystal clear and even more charming.
"What's wrong?"
In the past, Wei Yang would be helped by her personal maids when she took a bath, and her clothes, shoes and socks would be prepared for her.
Now, she took the clothes but forgot to take the shoes. She could only lift her feet pitifully to show Yan Gui: "I forgot to take the shoes."
Yan Gui only felt a lump in his throat, as if something fishy and sweet was rising up, but he swallowed it back forcefully.
He walked to the big box nearby, intending to look for a pair of replacement slippers for her.
Unexpectedly, the first thing he grabbed was a bellyband, and his face turned red. He put it down and turned over another piece, and it turned out to be another pair of underwear! He turned over several pieces before he found a pair of soft-soled embroidered shoes at the bottom of the box.
He quickly pulled it out and walked over to hand it to her.
Weiyang bent down and put on her clothes, walked a few steps, and then looked back at the pile of clothes behind her.
"What about the clothes?"
She can't do laundry!
"Leave it there and talk about it tomorrow."
Turning my eyes, I saw that the skirt Weiyang was wearing under the light was very strange. It was a one-piece skirt with long sleeves, which covered her from head to ankles.
There was no wind in the tent, but the bottom of the skirt seemed to be producing thousands of ripples, swaying gracefully, which was refreshing and pleasant.
Under the thin dress, one can vaguely see the girl's youthfulness.
She is still a child!
But it already has a charm that makes people fascinated.