"You don't have to sacrifice like that."
Jiang Pengji wanted to say "no need", but Gu Nianhuijun felt these three words in his mouth and swallowed back to his stomach.
She added, "The current situation is still under control, I know it well, you don't need to think about it."
Huijun's expression was a little sad, her brows seemed to be frowning, not to mention that men were reluctant to look at it, even women would feel sympathy.
"But Langjun... Besides, I don't know what else I can do for you." After Jiang Pengji's rejection, Huijun seemed to be discouraged, and said in a low voice, " ... Lang Jun also said, don't take care of idle people... The concubine has been pampered over the years, and she can't even take care of others. In the wounded barracks, even the most ordinary medical soldiers are more capable than the concubine. Thinking, this body of flesh appears so lowly, as if you can only make a living by betraying yourself..."
Speaking of the back, Hui Jun's voice even had a bit of choking and embarrassment.
For Huijun, her past was a wound with deep visible bones, and her flesh had decayed and maggots. Even if she used the best rouge gouache to cover it up, the stench and pain were always with her. She can deceive other people's eyes, but she can't deceive herself.
"Silly girl." Jiang Pengji sighed imperceptibly, "Even if you are just an idler, but I regard you as my own sister, even if you do nothing but be a wealthy idler, I can afford to support you. What about the past, with me here, who would dare to gossip for half a word?"
A person can never be bound by the past. She admires and loves Huijun, and naturally hopes that the other party can focus on the future.
Jiang Pengji thought that Huijun was at the top of the pile because of her identity, and said, "If someone makes irresponsible remarks, let that person come to me and talk to me. When you return to Wanzhou, I will have someone rearrange your identity, and then you will be your own daughter. Household, be the master of your own house…”
Huijun, who was still dejected at first, burst into a smirk and was amused by Jiang Pengji's words, but the latter did not know what happened.
Although they are all women, Jiang Pengji's brain circuit is completely different from that of normal people, and naturally she does not have the same meticulous mind as Hui Jun. She could understand why Huijun was sad, but she couldn't understand why the other party suddenly laughed, clouding the rain.
A woman's heart, a needle under the sea.
Jiang Pengji suddenly remembered the words of the audience in the live broadcast room, and after thinking about it, she felt that something was wrong.
With such emotion, I always feel that I have excluded myself from the category of "woman".
"Lang Jun, concubine has no other thoughts, I just want to do my best for you." Huijun said here, biting her plump lower lip, hesitantly said, "Concubine doesn't have any knowledge, but I also know that logistics are weak now. , Continuing to delay will be harmful to Lang Jun. The gatekeeper of Jiamen will be a person who likes beauty, Lang Jun only needs to let his concubine swing in front of him twice, not to mention hooking his heart and soul, at least he can provoke his subordinates. The soldiers will be suspicious of him. If the army is not aligned, the combat power will be damaged... It is very good for us... "
Jiang Pengji frowned, still disapproving.
"It's too dangerous, it's unnecessary."
"Lang Jun!" Huijun summoned up the courage to grab her sleeve, and her voice was full of female coquettish anger, "You can accept your concubine."
Jiang Pengji was indifferent, her eyelids were drooping, there was no room for negotiation in her words, "No, no, no."
Huijun was a little discouraged, but she knew that Jiang Pengji's face was cold and soft-hearted.
"Why not allow it?"
After all, she took the initiative to ask Ying.
Jiang Pengji said, "Although Meng Xiaowei said that Fu Wang is okay, a general on the battlefield and a man in daily life are two completely different concepts. The latter will show mercy because of kindness, but the former is not. You will only consider the overall situation, and it is not an exaggeration to say that you are ruthless. Not to mention that you are a woman sent by the enemy, even if it is his wife and concubine, once you need to sacrifice, you will definitely not be soft. Meng Jing, the ancestor of the Meng family, known as the 'white dragon among men', killed concubines and daughters with his own hands, and cooked food with their flesh and blood in order to inspire the remnant soldiers and defeated generals. This is ruthless, isn't it? ."
Huijun's face turned pale, and she knew what Jiang Pengji was worried about.
as predicted-
"If Fu Wang's heart is more cruel, in order to stabilize the morale of the army and win the trust of others, he will kill you with his own sword, what will happen then? Beauty is indeed a weapon, but I hope it can protect you and not become a double-edged sword that hurts you. You don't need to say more about this, I won't allow it."
When Jiang Pengji hit a wall, Huijun was helpless.
The next day, as she was about to go to the wounded barracks, she happened to meet Fengzhen, who was addicted to alcohol and felt uncomfortable.
With Fengzhen's many years of experience hanging around in the flowers, he discovered early that Huijun's appearance was faked. Under the simple and unpretentious surface, he must be a peerless beauty. However, when people stay by the lord's side, Feng Zhen can only appreciate it from a distance, guessing the true face of the other party, and dare not talk about it.
"Miss Hui, what happened?"
Fengzhen saw that she had a worried expression on her face, and couldn't help asking aloud.
Who would dare to bully the person protected by her own lord
Huijun was immersed in her own thoughts, when she heard someone calling her, her heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly woke up.
"Good morning, Mr. Feng."
She was still dressed as an ordinary medical soldier. Seeing Fengzhen take two steps, Huijun's expression became a little more flustered.
Feng Zhen frowned, a little bit of vigilance and suspicion in his heart.
Staying in this military camp, with the lord guarding, who can make Huijun show a distracted expression
"Miss Hui is in trouble?" Feng Zhen asked more.
Huijun thought for a while, looked around, and gestured to Fengzhen to take a step to speak.
She said her worries again, which attracted Fengzhen's slightly surprised attention.
"Mr. Feng?"
Feng Zhen returned to his senses, he said, "Ms. Hui's worry is not without reason. If she uses beauty to divide, it is indeed a way. There was a lot of discussion in Jiamen Pass, and everyone said that Fuwang had the heart to return to the lord. If there is a beautiful woman at this time. , even if Fu Wang's mouth is full of mouths, I'm afraid he can't explain it clearly. However, Madam Hui, think about it, if you do this, you will not only suffer a loss, but also worry about your life."
In order to eliminate the rumors, the best way is to kill the beauty who sent it to the door.
Judging from Fu Wang's previous actions, this guy is quite ruthless, and he may not be able to do things that destroy flowers.
Huijun gritted her teeth and said, "If you can share the worries for Langjun, the slave family is willing to do it. Please also ask the gentleman to teach you how to make Langjun agree."
Feng Zhen's expression became even weirder.
He sighed, "Beauty is a disaster."
Huijun's expression froze, and he quickly added, "I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about the lord."
To make a good little girl sacrifice like this, the power is more terrible than the disaster.
"Miss Hui spoke up, you just need to tell the lord like this..."
Feng Zhen lowered her voice and told Huijun in detail, "It's very likely that she will agree."