Wen Qingzhu paused.
On the way back, she avoided talking about these two things.
But Lu Chuan was not a fool. He didn't want to ask, but he couldn't help it.
"Fu Lie is okay." Wen Qingzhu turned around and tried to look reassuring, "Your father will wake up too."
Lu Chuan looked at her without moving: "Then my dad just hasn't woken up yet."
Wen Qingzhu wanted to say she was awake, but she couldn't.
In the end I could only nod.
"I want to see my dad!" Lu Chuan lifted the quilt and got out of bed, not wanting to lose any strength and fall directly to the ground.
Wen Qingzhu quickly went up and helped Lu Chuan onto the bed: "Don't worry, I'll have someone take you there later."
Suddenly, Lu Chuan grabbed Wen Qingzhu's arm: "Is Brother Fu awake?"
"No." Wen Qingzhu's voice was very soft.
Lu Chuan suddenly said: "Then I won't go see my dad for now. I will go tomorrow when I feel better."
After leaving Lu Chuan's room, news came from Yonghe Pass that Zhi Ta wanted to see her.
After returning to the tower of Yongheguan City, Wen Qingzhu saw at a glance that Zita was coming forward on horseback alone.
There were archers on Wen Qingzhu's left and right, and he was not afraid at all.
Wen Qingzhu thought for a moment and turned to go down, but was stopped by the people around him.
"My lord, no! What if this is a treacherous plot by a tower?"
"It's okay, I trust you guys!" Wen Qingzhu patted the sub-general on the shoulder and quickly went downstairs.
The door opened slowly, and a heavy creaking sound filled my ears.
Wen Qingzhu rode his horse and walked out slowly, stopping five meters away from the tower.
Beidou was the only one with him.
"Sure enough, it's you." Zita saw the visitor's eyes clearly, with a look of understanding on his face.
Wen Qingzhu smiled lightly: "After all, he destroyed three White Wolf armies. This is something that the three princes of the Huns could not do together. He is not a god descending to earth, so he always needs to pay a price."
As soon as these words came out, Zhi Ta's brows suddenly tightened: Fu Lie is still alive
A few days ago, didn't He Lai say that he saw Fu Lie die with his own eyes
After pondering for a long time, he suppressed the panic and worry in his heart and stared intently into Wen Qingzhu's eyes.
After looking at it for a long time, I still didn't see the look he expected.
At this point, Zita can only admit that Fu Lie is really not dead!
Since Fu Lie is not dead, they may have to make other plans to attack Qi this time.
But he still couldn't worry about Lei Shuo.
"Since Fu Lie is fine, we won't fight anymore. Now the power and invincibility of the Fu family army has been completely imprinted in the hearts of all the Huns. We have been defeated without a fight."
"Then why are you still here?" Wen Qingzhu glanced at the Huns army behind him, and he didn't see that they were afraid at all.
Zita's lip line moved slightly, and then she replied: "Let me see Shuo'er again, and I will never disturb her again from now on."
After hearing what he said, Wen Qingzhu sneered: "Ji Ta, Ji Ta, are you being hypocritical or just pretending?"
His face hardened, Wen Qingzhu said coldly: "If you really like Sister Shuo! You will never do anything to Lei Yan! From the first time you wanted to kill Lei Yan, Sister Shuo will never choose you!"
"Won't you choose me?" Zhita's heart sank, but he quickly realized something and a surprise appeared on his face, "Then Shuo'er likes me?"
Wen Qingzhu raised his chin slightly and looked at Zhita with pity: "I really didn't expect that such a powerful King Zuo Xian didn't teach you how to love someone."
Jita gritted his teeth and tried to control his emotions.
Wen Qingzhu turned his horse around and left a message before leaving: "One more thing, Lu Chuan and Sister Shuo will get married this year. If the prince is free, you can come over for a wedding drink."
As soon as these words came out, Zhita's expression was completely unbearable, and his eyes showed murderous intent.
The archers on the tower immediately tightened their bowstrings and were ready to release arrows at any time.
Returning to the pass, the door slowly closed.
Wen Qingzhu looked back and saw that Ta was still standing in the same place, his eyes always looking at him and never moving.
Two more days later, Wen Qingzhu still stood at the border.
The Huns sisters have withdrawn their troops and have no plans to attack.
Instead, it was someone from Yunzhou, and Shen Yu appeared in front of her with a young man in pink clothes.
It had been half an hour since they arrived, and Wen Qingzhu just stared at the man in pink in front of him motionless.
If she hadn't been proficient in medical skills and understood bone physiology, it would have taken her a long time to realize that the boy was actually a young man.
"Who is this?" Wen Qingzhu saw that they remained silent, so he took the initiative to ask.
Shen Yu looked sideways, and a drop of cold sweat fell from the side of Wu Shui's forehead.
"Shen Yu? What's wrong with him?" Wen Qingzhu thought she was good at reading people's hearts, but she couldn't see what the pink-clad man in front of her was thinking.
"He is Wu Shui! Mr. Wu's descendant." Shen Yu quickly looked away and introduced to Wen Qingzhu, "He has buried Mr. Wu and is back to help you now."
Wen Qingzhu was startled, and after regaining consciousness, he quickly asked: "Mr. Wu has passed away?"
At this time, Wu Shui also came back to his senses, raised his hand weakly, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead quietly, and then explained: "Well, we have expected this a long time ago, sir, there is no need to stop us."
"No, no, wasn't Mr. Wu still there before..." Wen Qingzhu looked at the beacon tower where she and Mr. Wu went.
Shortly after she came back, she sent someone over to ask, but Mr. Wu had already left.
But she never expected that it would be this kind of 'leaving'.
Wu Shui looked a little reserved, but he still explained: "What the veteran said was what I asked him to say. Your Excellency just came back from the battlefield. General Fu and General Lu were both seriously injured. I really can't let you deal with such a trivial matter." Get distracted."
"Sorry, I failed to notice Mr. Wu's body." Wen Qingzhu thought of the time when Mr. Wu was around, which made him feel particularly at ease.
But she only found out about Mr. Wu’s death now.
Wu Shui solemnly raised his hands and said: "You really don't have to blame yourself. Grandpa could have escaped this disaster. However, your luck seems to have been changed and General Fu cannot be completely saved. This is Grandpa's choice. For the sake of the country of Qi, and for the people of the world."
"Has my luck been changed?" Wen Qingzhu used to completely distrust this kind of thing, but the more she experienced it, the more she began to fall into it, and she had to believe it.
Wu Shui nodded silently: "Well, my ability is not as good as grandpa's, so I don't dare to calculate adults' fortunes rashly."
It was getting dark, and Wen Qingzhu was sitting in the room of the city tower, constantly flipping through the military books.
News came from Shuangfeng Mountain that Lu Shu had replaced Xin Zhong.
At that time, Xin Zhong quietly led a group of hundreds of cavalry into the Asan tribe.
After reading the letter, Wen Qingzhu stretched out his hand and poured himself a cup of cold tea. When he was about to drink it, the cup was suddenly grabbed by someone.
When she looked up, it was Jasmine standing in front of her.
"Why are you here? Aren't you helping Ming Liang in Texas?" Wen Qingzhu let go.
Jasmine brought a hot water bottle over and explained: "The matter in Texas has been gradually settled, and the final return home has been arrested. I originally wanted to follow Mr. Xin to visit the Huns, but he refused to let me, so I’m coming to your lord’s side.”
"You still want to go to the Huns? That's not a good place." Wen Qingzhu knew Jasmine's temperament very well. She was different from Lu Tao Xi'er. She was a girl who liked stability.
Jasmine handed over hot tea, and at the same time took out a confession and a small box: "I know, but if the master and the general can come back, the Huns will definitely be safe. I can go so far in this life because of my support." A blessing for adults. So I also want to see the places where adults have been.”
She looked outside the door. Under the blue night, the sound of howling wind came from the vast grassland.
Sometimes, Jasmine suddenly realized that she could experience so many things and help adults deal with so many big things.
"When this battle is over, you can go if you want." After Wen Qingzhu finished speaking, he picked up the confession on the table.
A quick glance revealed that Gui Jia was actually the mastermind behind the Taoist temple.
After Liu Guang was arrested, they quickly fled Texas. At the same time, they secretly followed Wen Qingzhu and sent people to set a trap for Wen Qingzhu.
"Wait! Did someone back home set a trap for me? What kind of trap was it?" Wen Qingzhu raised his head. The confession did not go into detail about this matter.
Jasmine turned back and said with a troubled expression: "We can only interrogate this family matter so far. These people just refused to go into details. They only said one sentence, that you adults can come back alive, it means that their killing move has failed. And then again What’s the point.”
Wen Qingzhu saw another box on the table, so he reached out to open it and found a yellow paper man inside with a black dot on his forehead.
This scene made Wen Qingzhu's hair stand on end, remembering the strange situation that night.
"Don't worry, sir! Mr. Wu has already seen this thing and said it is useless." Jasmine saw her expression change slightly and hurriedly explained.
"Which Mr. Wu?" Wen Qingzhu subconsciously thought of Wu Shui's grandfather.
"It's Mr. Wu Shui, the grandson of Mr. Wu. He should be here now. When I passed by Yunzhou, I heard Mr. Tang say that Mr. Shen brought Mr. Wu to Yonghe Pass."
After Jasmine explained, Wen Qingzhu felt relieved.
Her nerves had been very tense recently, and Wen Qingzhu didn't want Jasmine to become nervous, so he accompanied her and talked about things other than fighting and killing.
It was late at night, and Wen Qingzhu stood up and prepared to go to the back room to rest.
Not wanting to take more than two steps, Jasmine suddenly pointed behind her and asked, "Sir! What is this?!"
Wen Qingzhu looked back and found a yellow paper figure lying on the ground, and his heart skipped a beat.
The shape of this paper figure is almost exactly the same as the one in the box.
The only difference is that this paper man has a vermilion dot on his forehead.
Jasmine's face turned pale slightly: "Just now I saw this paper man floating out from under the hem of your clothes."
"What did you say?" Wen Qingzhu quickly bent down and shook the hem of his clothes, but found nothing unusual.
After staring at the paper man on the ground for a long time, neither Jasmine nor Wen Qingzhu dared to get close.
There were footsteps at the door, and Shen Yu dragged Wu Shui in.
Just as he was about to speak, Wu Shui's expression changed with reluctance, he stepped forward and picked up the paper figure on the ground: "This is grandpa's handwriting!"
"The handwriting of the old gentleman?" Wen Qingzhu glanced at the box on the table, and Jasmine hurried over to take the paper figurine.
After opening it for everyone to see, Wu Shui compared the two paper figures. After looking at them for a while, he suddenly patted his head and said, "So that's it!"
"What's it like?" Shen Yu had seen Wu Jia's power, so he was a little curious about this.
Wu Shui was about to say something when he saw Shen Yu's eyes from the corner of his eye and pushed him away unceremoniously: "Let's go! Didn't you believe me at first? What are you looking at now!"
Shen Yu silently took three steps back, but had no intention of leaving.
Wu Shui rolled his eyes, but when he saw that Wen Qingzhu was still waiting, he didn't dare to wait any longer, and explained carefully: "Grandpa must have figured out that someone returning home cast a paper man curse on you, and he went to find it specially. You changed this spell. If I guessed correctly, it was this changed paper mantra that saved Fu Lie."
Wen Qingzhu thought about it carefully, and she had never found this thing on herself.
"Of course, this paper mantra is movable."