The medicine was cool, and it was very comfortable to apply on it. Chu Qiao's feet were small and cute, and a section of her snow-white calf was exposed. Yan Xun applied medicine to her with one hand, and grabbed her ankle with the other, his voice was like water, quietly brushing away the embarrassment and unspeakability between the two.
"Yes, I see." Chu Qiao nodded, biting her lips, but didn't know what to say. She thought of those years in the palace, when winter came, her feet would be frostbitten, red and swollen, festered and watery, and at the worst time, she couldn't even get off the ground. In the first days, they didn't have wound medicine, so Yan Xun rubbed her with wine, seeing that she was in severe pain, and jokingly said that he wanted to get her drunk so that he wouldn't feel the pain. Yan Xun at that time had crooked and bright eyes. Even now, every night, she can still dream of his appearance at that time, so clear, so clear that she almost forgot what he looks like now.
"Have a good rest." After taking the medicine, Yan Xun stood up, holding the bowl and said, "I'm going first."
"Yan Xun..."
As soon as Yan Xun turned around, he found that the corner of his clothes was being held by a tender white hand. That hand was so thin, hearing her voice, his heart suddenly softened, he turned his head, looked into Chu Qiao's eyes, and asked quietly: "What's the matter?"
"are you angry with me?"
Yan Xun looked at her, and asked in a calm voice, "Should I be angry?"
Chu Qiao was a little out of breath, and it was stuffy in the big tent. She pursed her lips and said, "I don't know."
The atmosphere suddenly cooled down, neither of them spoke, and there was an embarrassing smell in the air. Yan Xun was tall and tall, with black hair and eyes like obsidian, looking at her quietly. Chu Qiao's cheeks were pale, and she finally raised her head slowly, looked into Yan Xun's eyes, shook his cuffs, and said softly, "Just let me follow you, okay?"
Yan Xun stood silently for a long time, looking at Chu Qiao's face without speaking, many emotions flashed through his mind one by one, making him unable to grasp the truest self. The Yanbei regime has risen too fast, and now it is like sailing against the current, every step must be cautious, he frowned, meditating on his future plans and strategies, filtering one by one, one by one, finally, he spoke Said: "Ah Chu, do you know what is the biggest hidden danger in Yanbei at present?"
Chu Qiao raised her head and didn't answer, because she knew that she didn't need to answer at this moment.
Sure enough, Yan Xun asked himself and answered: "The warlords are divided, each governs independently, the Datong forces are intertwined, the military's government orders are unstable, and everyone has their own loyal commander. These are the fatal injuries of Yanbei." Yan Xun stretched out his hand, Tucking her hair behind her ears for Chu Qiao, she said, "These all need to be rectified and cleaned. Although bloody, this is the only way for a regime to gain a foothold. There is no right or wrong, it is the situation. It's forcing me to go like this, I don't want you to get involved, do you understand?"
Chu Qiao nodded, "I understand, Yan Xun, I don't command soldiers, I just want to be by your side."
Hearing Chu Qiao's words, Yan Xun was slightly taken aback, he thought that Chu Qiao must be the leader of the Southwest Township's envoy if he caught up. For a moment, he was a little confused about her intentions, but a warm flame slowly rose in his heart, he nodded, and said softly, "That's good."
Yan Xun put down her hand and was about to leave. He put on a blue cotton cloak, and looked a little thin. Chu Qiao looked at him, and suddenly felt some sadness in her heart. She bit her lip and said, "Yan Xun, do you trust me?"
Yan Xun's footsteps stopped, but he didn't turn his head back, his voice sounded faintly like waves of fine sand.
"Achu, I never doubted you, I just hope to protect you from right and wrong before the turmoil comes, that's all."
The curtain of the big tent shook slightly, and the figure disappeared in a flash. Chu Qiao sat on the bed and suddenly lost sleepiness.
There was no sound, everything was quiet and serene, she remembered the words many years ago, they promised each other: no secrets, always be honest, don't let misunderstandings and barriers stand between the two! It's a pity that this is only a dream after all. There are many things in this world that cannot be told to others, especially those who love you.
She should trust him, Chu Qiao bit her lip quietly, if she didn't trust him, who else could she trust
She tried to convince herself and lay down. Before closing his eyes, he saw a row of severed heads in the square that day, with blood splattered and messy everywhere. After walking for seven days in a row, they arrived at the Xuekui River in Yao Province. The base camp was built against the mountain, with 200,000 troops stationed there.
It is not without reason that Chu Qiao gave up the command of the Southwest Township. After the First Battle of Beishuo, Chu Qiao's reputation in Yanbei was close to that of Yan Xun, and there were many praises for her in the army. Following Yan Xun, he has made great achievements in battle, and is faintly the number two person in Yanbei. As for the envoys of the Southwest Township, as the rebels who directly led to the defeat of Yan Shicheng, the people of Yanbei have extremely complicated feelings for them. They have resentment for many years and gratitude to them for guarding Yanbei. Emotions can be exploited by others.
The Southwest Township's envoy's loyalty to Chu Qiao is well known throughout the world, once she continues to command this team, Yan Xun will lose command of the Southwest Township's envoy, and this team will truly become her private army. And this kind of thing cannot be tolerated by any emperor, so she must give up her military power and stand by Yan Xun's side. In this way, once something happens, she will have a neutral position, which is a good thing for the southwestern town government envoy and herself.
Her thoughts were sound. However, when she saw the new chief of the Southwest Township's envoy, she froze for a moment. Her brows became more and more wrinkled, and her eyes were as sharp as knives. The young general in blue military uniform looked at her politely with a light smile, and then said quietly, "Master Chu, long time no see."
"General Cheng," Chu Qiao said slowly with a sneer and cold eyes, "After Beishuo said goodbye, General Xue Zhiyuan died tragically, and General Cheng left with General Xia An. I thought that I would never have the chance to see the general again in this life It's golden face, I didn't expect to meet again here today, it's really gratifying."
Cheng Yuan smiled slightly, and said calmly: "Where in life do we not meet again, my lord and I are destined."
Chu Qiao snorted coldly, turned around and walked towards Yan Xun's big tent, and said in a cold voice as she walked, "He Xiao, watch out for the team. Before I come back, no one is allowed to dictate to the Southwest town government!"
"Yes!" He Xiao replied loudly.
The cold wind blows on Chu Qiao's angry face, General Xue, I can finally avenge you!
Yan Xun had that dream again, sweat dripped from his forehead, his dark eyes were as quiet as deep pools. It was sunny outside, and he was lying on the desk, the skirt of his underwear was already soaked. He stretched out his slender hand to hold the teacup, his nails were neatly trimmed, and there were calluses on his fingertips from years of martial arts training. He was holding the white cup tightly, but his wrist was trembling slightly.
After many years, the memory is like the surface of a lake drenched in rain in early spring and March, and the far and near scenery hangs upside down and becomes blurred. He always thought that years of forbearance in the imperial capital had already taught him to forget briefly. However, only one dream is enough to make many days of hard work go in vain. Those memories and pictures that were deeply pressed in his heart swept over once again, like sharp and sharp knives, gouging out his skin and bone marrow without any flesh and blood, and vowed not to stop.
Blood was flowing in the dream, the eyes of parents and relatives were coldly opened, and dark red liquid gushed out of their eye sockets, like fine wine.
For so many years, he thought he had controlled it well, but the moment he set foot on the land of Yanbei, those emotions that had been dormant for many years burst out again, like a hibernating poisonous snake being disturbed, even with eyes closed , and instinctively knew where to speak. At this moment, he finally understood that Yanbei was not his salvation, but his spiritual marijuana.
He kept his eyes open, looking forward without focus, his breathing gradually became steady, but there was a strong hatred in his heart. A bloodthirsty desire rose in his mind, he desperately wanted to hold the knife, swing it out, and enjoy the thrill of the sharp blade piercing into flesh and bone.
At this moment, there was a sudden noise outside the door, the woman's angry voice was especially sharp and fierce, his thoughts suddenly cooled down and calmed down. You don't need to think about who is coming, he yelled, and the guard at the door let her in.
Chu Qiao was still wearing that snow-white fur. During these days, she seemed to have grown a lot taller. Standing there gracefully, she was already a big girl.
Yan Xun restrained his previous look, and said softly, "The guards are new, they don't know you yet."
"Why is Cheng Yuan in the army?" Chu Qiao got straight to the point, not minding the embarrassment of being stopped by the guards at all.
Yan Xun also sat up straight when he saw that she was acting business-like, and said seriously, "He has done a great job in killing Xia An, the former Beishuo city guard general who fled, and returned with the Beishuo defenders, so he should be rewarded. "
Chu Qiao's eyes were shining brightly, staring at Yan Xun firmly, as if she wanted to find some flaws and loopholes in his expression, but the man sat on it calmly, without the slightest wave of emotion on his face.
"I'm going to kill him." Chu Qiao said slowly, her voice was calm, but a murderous look flashed in her eyes.
Yan Xun raised his eyes slightly, and looked at Chu Qiao quietly, but did not speak. The air became more and more dull, and the sound of the north wind blowing the snow from the corner of the tent could be faintly heard outside the door.
"I told you, I'm leaving." Chu Qiao said in a deep voice, turning around to leave.
"Wait a minute." Yan Xun narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at her with displeasure, and said slowly, "Cheng Yuan is now the general of the Southwest Township's envoy, if something happens to him, the Southwest Township's envoy will first You can’t escape the responsibility of the chief guard’s ineffectiveness.”
Chu Qiao turned her head and raised her eyebrows slightly, "Are you threatening me?"
"I just don't want you to do the wrong thing."
"He killed Xue Zhiyuan, killed the officers and soldiers of the Southwest Township, and almost killed me. If it weren't for him, the battle of Yanbei would not have caused such a big loss. A snobbish villain who is afraid of death, you still want to protect him?"
Yan Xun looked at the excited Chu Qiao, with a calm expression, and said calmly: "There are too many people in Yanbei who are not afraid of death and not snobbish. I don't think this is a commendable quality."
Chu Qiao said angrily: "Could it be commendable to forget righteousness for profit and be greedy for life and fear death?"
"It's easier to control a person if he has something to ask for and something to fear. Ah Chu, I hope you can calm down and think about it."
Chu Qiao looked deeply at Yan Xun, and once again thought of those soldiers who died tragically in Beishuo City and Xue Zhiyuan's cry before he died, she suddenly felt her blood became hot, and her eyes were as sharp as knives , asked deeply: "If I must kill him, what will you do to me?"