The sun was shining for three days, and he was blinded by the dazzling sunlight outside. He was so busy covering the light with his hands that he called the guard: "Where is Mr. Zhou?"
The guard was so busy that he bowed and said, "General Qi, Master Zhou has returned to Guangxi."
Lu Zhicheng was startled: "When did you leave?"
"We'll leave before dawn," the guard said.
"He..." Lu Zhicheng bit his lip, paused, and then asked, "Did he leave a message for me when he left?"
"Master Zhou didn't say anything." The guard was a little puzzled. Seeing Lu Zhicheng's expression was not good, he was too busy to carefully recall the scene at that time, and then said clearly, "Master Zhou left in a hurry at that time. , he just asked his subordinates to summon his personal bodyguards. Other than that, Mr. Zhou didn’t say anything. By the way, Mr. Zhou seemed to be uncomfortable. His face was ugly, and he was sweating profusely. He was afraid I need to rush back to Guangxi to deal with something urgent."
Lu Zhicheng's face turned even uglier: "He... looks ugly?"
"Yes, the lips are all gray," the guard said hurriedly, "I don't know if the injury on his back has recurred again. I saw Mr. Zhou gritting his teeth to endure the pain when he walked, and he couldn't walk very smoothly. Well, it looks like he’s afraid of the wound on his back.”
Lu Zhicheng took a deep breath: "How long has he been gone?"
The guard hurriedly said: "Less than two hours."
"Go and bring my horse over quickly." Lu Zhicheng said calmly.
The guard was so busy that he went down to fetch the horse.
Lu Zhicheng was so busy that he returned to the tent. When he came out, he had already changed into his leather boots and held a riding crop in his hand. He was circling in circles in front of the tent impatiently. The guards had already brought the horse. Lu Zhicheng was about to get on his horse, but suddenly stopped again, handed the horse to the guard again, and said, "I won't ride anymore. Go and prepare a carriage for me."
"General, where are you going?" the guard couldn't help but ask.
"Put more mattresses in the carriage, and make them soft," Lu Zhicheng didn't bother to pay attention to the guard. He paused and said with a sullen face, "Go in and remove the pots and other things, and then make the bed. It also needs to be laid softly.”
"Yes, I obey." Although the guard was confused, he was still busy preparing the carriage.
Lu Zhicheng stood in front of the big tent, irritably whipping his legs with the riding crop. He knew that the injury on Zhou Chi's back must have broken free again. He knew that there might be something else on Zhou Chi's body besides his back. He didn't know how Zhou Chi endured the pain and walked away, nor did he know where Zhou Chi was at this time...
He knew that Zhou Chi probably never wanted to see him again in his life.
He knew even more that he must chase Zhou Chi back.
He couldn't let Zhou Chi leave with such an injury. Regardless of whether Zhou Chi wanted to see him again in the future, he must bring Zhou Chi back. He must heal Zhou Chi's injuries. He must sincerely I apologized to Zhou Chi...
No, you have to bear the thorn to apologize, or even kowtow...
As long as Zhou Chi can forgive him.
Lu Zhicheng's mind was in a mess, and his uncombed hair was like a chicken coop. He walked back and forth irritably in front of the tent, and when the guards finally came with the carriage, He was so busy that he got into the carriage and drove away quickly.
However, just as his carriage left the camp, it suddenly stopped.
A carriage drove quickly towards the camp, and Lu Zhicheng recognized it as Zhou Chi's carriage.