"I'm sorry, I accidentally slipped my hand!" Murong Xue smiled softly, her eyes full of innocence!
Seeing Murong Jian's eyes full of pride and provocation, his face was ashen, and he said each word: "Ji'er didn't hurt Murong Ye, why are you so cruel..."
"If I hadn't knocked down Murong Ji's three feathered arrows, my brother would have been seriously injured and died, how could I stand here properly!" Murong Xue looked at Murong Jian coldly, with a proud expression: "Speaking of it, it's true. You don’t have the skills yourself, who told you not to shoot down my feather arrow and save your son?”
"You!" Murong Jian pointed at Murong Xue, so angry that he couldn't speak.
"What me? I don't go to the battlefield, and it doesn't matter if my archery hand is slippery. Murong Ji, on the other hand, has vowed to enter the barracks. If he accidentally slipped his hand on the battlefield and shot one of his own people to death, that would be a terrible crime." It's too big..." Murong Xue's understated voice was filled with indescribable sarcasm.
Murong Ji's merciless three-shot burst suddenly appeared in front of the soldiers' eyes, and their bodies couldn't help trembling. They looked at Murong Ji with more thoughtful eyes: if you shoot your own comrades with arrows, you can avoid them if you can. Joining the army is to defend the country and kill the enemy, but I don't want to die in the hands of my own people for no reason! That's too wrong!
Murong Jian glared at Murong Xue viciously, his eyes were about to burst into flames with anger: With her slander, Ji'er's three arrows in a row became a big joke, and Ji'er's archery skills would be despised by others, even if he entered Even in the barracks, people will ridicule and isolate her, Murongxue is so ruthless and vicious...
General Zhang strode over: "Lord Murong, Young Master Ling is seriously injured, let the military doctor diagnose and treat him!" He was injured in his barracks, so he didn't care about it.
Murong Jian woke up like a dream, he was stunned by Murong Xue's anger, which almost delayed Ji'er's injury: "Thank you, General Zhang."
"Lord Murong, you are welcome!" General Zhang's resonant voice was full of indifference and alienation.
A man in his forties, wearing a gray military uniform, walked up to Murong Ji with a medicine box, and examined it carefully:
"The arrow on the head just passed through the hair and didn't hurt the body. The two arrows on the arm didn't hurt too many bones. Mr. Murong is still young, so he will recover after a period of recuperation..."
The old military doctor was talking, grabbed the feathered arrow by the handle, and pulled it out suddenly. In an instant, blood spattered.
"Ah!" Murong Ji screamed, and passed out, his face was so pale and bloodless!
Looking at his lifeless face, panic flashed in Murong Jian's eyes, half hugging Murong Ji who was half covered in blood, he called anxiously: "Ji'er...Ji'er..."
"Master Murong, don't worry, Young Master Ling just passed out temporarily. After taking medicine to stop the bleeding, he will wake up soon!" The military doctor said leisurely, tore off Murong Ji's sleeve, and carefully wiped the blood from his arm. Wipe it clean, apply the medicine skillfully, and bandage it!
Murong Ji's pale face gradually recovered a little color, and Murong Jian's high-hanging heart was slightly relieved: "Thank you, military doctor!"
"Lord Murong, you are welcome!" The military doctor said with a smile, neither humble nor overbearing.
"Ah Shi, take Young Master Murong to the tent to resettle!" General Zhang's cold order echoed in the air.
Murong Xue slightly raised his eyebrows, he allowed Murong Ye to enter the barracks as a soldier!
Murong Ji's arm was injured, and he couldn't hold a bow or arrow for a month or two, let alone train in the teaching field. Can just watch Murong Ye enter the barracks.
Looking sideways at Murong Jian, the bottom of his eyes really shone with imperceptible anger and unwillingness!
"Thank you, General Zhang." Murong Ye thanked with a smile, looked down at Murong Xue, with a rare seriousness in his eyes: "Sister, I won't be able to return to the Hou Mansion in a short time, you must take care of yourself! "
He has already understood that in the huge Zhenguohou Mansion, only his younger sister is sincerely good to him. His grandmother, second uncle, aunt, and cousin all wish that he died early so that they can make room for them.
Now that he came to the military camp, they couldn't figure her out, and they would most likely vent their anger on their younger sister.
Murong Xue smiled softly: "Don't worry, I will take good care of myself, you also have to train hard and work hard to make progress, our Zhen Guohou Mansion is still waiting for you to shine on the lintel!"
"Yeah!" Murong Ye nodded, and said solemnly like a promise and an oath: "I will definitely not let you down!"
Murong Ye followed Ah Shi to the tent, and Ge Hui also followed to help resettle him. Murong Xue felt bored, and said leisurely, "My lord, it's getting late, let's go back to Beijing."
"Okay!" Ouyang Shaochen nodded, and Shi Shiran walked out: He came to the military camp for her, and she wanted to go back, so he naturally accompanied her.
Looking at the figures of Ouyang Shaochen and Murong Xue walking side by side, Murong Jian suddenly remembered that women are not allowed to enter the barracks, and Murong Xue walked in without any hindrance, was it because she followed Ouyang Shaochen
The world-famous Prince Xiaoyao is not easy!
Murong Jian narrowed his eyes slightly, the expression in the bottom of his eyes was dark and unclear.
Walking out of the barracks, Murong Xue rushed to her fast horse and untied the reins slowly: "I don't know how long Huibo will be busy, so my son can ride Huibo's horse. After returning to the mansion, I will let the guards Bring him another horse..."
Listening to her 'proper' arrangement, Ouyang Shaochen frowned and said nothing. He flicked his fingers under his sleeve, and a wave of internal force flew out, hitting the fast horse silently.
Murong Xue pulled the fast horse out of the fence, and was about to get on the horse's back, when the fast horse suddenly raised its front hooves and let out a long hiss, it broke free from Murong Xue, and ran forward quickly, smoke from the horse's hooves was everywhere, and dust flew up.
The incident happened in a blink of an eye, so fast that people had no time to react. When everyone came back to their senses, the fast horse had disappeared into a small black spot in the distance.
Murong Xue rubbed her little red hand, angry and anxious: What's going on? Why was the horse startled all of a sudden? It was fine when it came.
Looking at her gloomy little face, the corners of Ouyang Shaochen's mouth curled into a shallow arc, and he was in an infinitely good mood. Shi Shi ran forward and said lightly: "Wuhen drove the carriage over, let's take the carriage."
Murong Xue followed his gaze, and saw a luxurious carriage parked on the official road not far away, the sign of Xiaoyao Wangfu was hung on the eaves, and Anwei Wuhen was standing respectfully beside the carriage!
If there was a faint fragrance of black bamboo floating over the tip of her nose, it was Ouyang Shaochen who passed her and walked slowly towards the carriage.
Murong Xue sighed helplessly, her horse ran away inexplicably, and Hui Bo's horse didn't know if something would go wrong, she'd better sit in Ouyang Shaochen's carriage, it's safer!