The carriage stopped, and the people accompanying it made a fire and began to cook.
Fu Lie helped her down and took a walk nearby.
"How could Jiang Yuancheng miss these opportunities, especially after getting the news that the emperor and I are at Yonghe Pass. At this time, he is probably already discussing with Jieta about attacking Qi."
Wen Qingzhu looked up at him: "As long as Lu Chuan is here at Yonghe Pass, can he hold it? Zita may agree to him."
Without answering her question, Fu Lie pointed in the direction ahead and said, "We'll probably be there the day after tomorrow."
"Doesn't that mean there is a result between Zhita and the Emperor?" Wen Qingzhu became worried. Once they leave, if the Xiongnu really joins forces with Jiang Yuancheng, Yonghe Pass will be in danger.
Fu Lie stopped, looked at her and said, "Don't worry, the emperor didn't come prepared this time."
That means he is not returning to the Huns with him. Wen Qingzhu responded and felt relieved.
Two quarters of an hour later, the meal was ready.
As soon as they came back, they heard Wu Shui complaining: "What are all these? Is this food for people to eat?"
Wen Qingzhu walked over and saw roast beef and lamb, a large pot of vegetable soup, and dry food brought from Dingyuan.
After sitting down, she took the hot soup handed over by her entourage, tasted it and said, "It tastes pretty good. Try it first. It means it doesn't look good. This is a grassland, and many people are hungry and full." Damn it, it’s great that we can have such a meal!”
When he turned around, he saw Wen Qingzhu and Fu Lie coming back. Wu Shui immediately shut up. When he heard that Wen Qingzhu didn't say anything harsh, he nodded repeatedly and hurried over to get a bowl of soup.
He tasted it cautiously, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "It tastes really good!"
Wen Qingzhu smiled and nodded. The freshness might be gone in a day.
In the Xiongnu camp.
Jiang Yuancheng wore the costume of a Hun noble, tasted their milk tea, and praised: "This kind of milk tea must have a different taste that only the Huns can drink."
Jieta only gently shook the glass cup sent by Jiang Yuancheng, which contained the grape wine sent from the Western Regions.
Compared to their Xiongnu spirits, I don't really like this taste.
After putting down the milk tea, Jiang Yuancheng finally asked the question: "What do you think, Your Majesty? There are not many opportunities like this. If you miss this one, I can be sure that Your Majesty will never be able to break through again."
After pondering for a moment, Zita drank the wine in one gulp, looked at it and said, "Master Jiang, please be patient. I will give you an answer tomorrow morning at the latest."
"Your Majesty, please think carefully, some people are already in your hands, why bother to go to all the trouble to get the so-called heart." Jiang Yuancheng pointed out, and left.
As soon as he left, Denton immediately came in and reported: "Your Majesty, Miss Lei wants to see you."
"No!" Zita waved his sleeves and turned his back.
Denton originally wanted to persuade him, but thinking of Lei Shuo's words, he decided not to say more.
There was silence in the tent, but Guita was uneasy.
Finally, he walked out of the tent and looked toward the long tent where Lei Shuo was imprisoned. He saw He Lai and Lei Shuo standing at the door of the tent, talking and laughing.
Anger welled up in Zita's heart, and he couldn't control himself and walked towards that direction.
The two of them saw him coming and saluted quickly: "I have met the king."
In an instant, Gita paused. What was he doing here
"Your Majesty, what's wrong with me?" He Lai glanced at Lei Shuo and felt clear in his heart.
Guita didn't give Lei Shuo a glance, and said coldly: "Follow me!"
He Lai and Lei Shuo said goodbye and followed Zhita away.
Looking at their leaving figures, Lei Shuo sighed slightly and was about to turn around and go in, but accidentally saw Jiang Yuancheng standing not far away, looking at her quietly.
It was rare to see an old enemy, so Lei Shuo smiled at him in a friendly manner, then turned around and went into the tent.
Jiang Yuancheng looked at Master An's tent again, feeling a little worried. Zita hadn't figured out his thoughts yet, but the two most trusted people around him, Denton and He Lai, didn't believe him.
Especially He Lai, who seemed to have a natural hostility towards him.
Now that King Zuoxian is dead, He Lai's status has become more and more prominent, and his influence on Jieta is not the slightest.
It seems that we have to find a way to start from Denton.
At night, the bright moon hangs high and the bonfire is strong.
When Wu Shui saw the third identical meal, he finally couldn't help but tremble at the corner of his mouth.
He held the bowl and asked Wen Qingzhu tremblingly: "Sir, will this be the case every day from now on?"
"Yeah, but don't worry, this kind of food won't last for a few days." Wen Qingzhu comforted him while eating.
Wu Shui breathed a long sigh of relief, but Wen Qingzhu said again: "In a few days, we will probably only be able to eat dried meat and dry food, and I'm afraid there will be no vegetable soup."
With a clang, the bowl in Wu Shui's hand fell to the ground.
He quickly picked up the bowl, looked at the barbecue and vegetable soup in front of him, struggled for a long time, and finally ate it with big mouthfuls.
After eating, Fu Lie took out the map and began to decipher the information based on the marks found along the way.
Soon he stopped the charcoal in his hand and looked at Wen Qingzhu: "Many people went to Bailang Mountain."
"It seems that the White Wolf tribe has some secrets." Wen Qingzhu began to think deeply.
I thought that in the past it was all my own, but now it seems that I am afraid that I have to make other plans.
The wind blew up the door curtain, and suddenly a dark figure appeared.
Lei Shuo opened his eyes and looked at the door. He found that no one was there, so he closed his eyes and prepared to continue resting.
After a while, the hairs all over my body stood on end.
This feeling is—
As soon as he opened his eyes, Lei Shuo found a person standing in front of him. He almost subconsciously took out the dagger under the pillow and stabbed the person beside him.
The black shadow dodged and grabbed her wrist. His other hand went around Lei Shuo's back and clamped down on her other hand.
"Let me go!" Lei Shuo squinted at the man behind him and scornfully taunted, "I didn't know that the majestic King of the Huns actually carried out night attacks!"
Zita leaned on the back of her neck, exhaled warm breath, and said in a hoarse and restrained voice: "Night attack? This is the land of the Huns, and everything above it is mine! Including you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his lips nibbled on her neck, making Lei Shuo tense up instantly.
She could feel that something was wrong with Jita, and the area on her back was getting hotter and hotter.
After thinking quickly in his mind, Lei Shuo suddenly understood: "You have been plotted by Jiang Yuancheng!"
When Zita heard this, he turned her over and looked at her with a pair of deep black eyes, as if he wanted to crush her into his heart: "You are really getting smarter! I want it more than others. you!"
After saying that, they kissed each other intensively, wildly and wantonly.
In the guest tent, Jiang Yuancheng knelt on one knee, the sword in his hand still bleeding.
He looked up at Jiang Yuanhan in front of him, his smile getting wider and wider: "You are really surprising! No wonder Wen Qingzhu chose you!"
Standing Jiang Yuanhan wiped the blade of the sword bit by bit with a handkerchief, looking at him, and replied indifferently: "I thought I could kill you easily, but I didn't expect that the emperor brother has two abilities and can actually escape. Surpass my killing move!"
Jiang Yuancheng stood up slowly, raised his head and laughed: "Do you really think I'm unprepared? Lu Shu, Lei Shuo, why do you think I showed up to restrain you?"
"They're dead, what does it have to do with me? They're just the Huns, they're just the Lu family. Is the world as big as the kingdom? I said they sacrificed their lives for the country. Who dares to resist!" Jiang Yuanhan threw away the handkerchief and raised his sword. Come point at Jiang Yuancheng.
After confirming again and again that Jiang Yuanhan was indeed not lying, Jiang Yuancheng laughed even louder and even applauded him twice: "It seems that you are indeed from the Jiang family! But if you do this, Wen Qingzhu will not forgive him even if he gives up the throne in the future. your!"
When he mentioned his sister, Jiang Yuanhan's expression softened: "I don't need my sister's forgiveness, as long as my sister always remembers me."
Jiang Yuancheng's smile slowly faded: "You are really crazy! You don't even want this great country for a woman!"
"Am I crazy? So what!" Jiang Yuanhan looked at him with pity, "Compared to you, I not only have a strong reputation, but also have my sister remember me, but you have nothing and are destined to be infamy for thousands of years!"
Thinking of Yun Wan in the capital, he reminded Jiang Yuancheng: "By the way! And your mother-in-law Yun Wan, she is really powerful. Knowing that I want to use her to make you fall into a trap, I tried every means to commit suicide in order to prevent her from committing suicide. , I had to make her a human pig and raise her well."
At this moment, Jiang Yuancheng's face became extremely cold, and he instantly clenched the sword in his hand, but he knew that he could not do it.
Have to wait! Waiting for that opportunity!
On Lei Shuo's side, fierce breathing came from the tent, and the sound of clothing tearing continued to sound.
She wanted to push him away, but her raised hand had no strength.
Just as he was about to reach the last step, a burst of wind suddenly came from outside the curtain.
Zita paused, lifted up the quilt, rolled up Lei Shuo, hugged her and retreated back.
With three clicks, three arrows hit the place where Lei Shuogang was lying.
"Who is it?!" Zhita suppressed the surging energy and blood, protected Lei Shuo behind him, and stared fiercely outside the door curtain.
Suddenly, flames burst into the sky outside, and the horn sounded of the enemy's incoming attack.
Lei Shuo thought quickly and stretched out his head, just in time to see several men in black rushing in.
Before she could speak, her head was pushed in by Zhita.
"Hey, hey, hey!" Lei Shuo was very anxious, but she was disheveled and there were all strangers outside, so she could only wait patiently.
Soon there were screams in the tent, and with the sound of several people falling to the ground, the tent suddenly became quiet.
Lei Shuo waited for a while, but didn't see Zhita come back. He quickly stretched out his head and saw Zhita half-kneeling on the ground. There was a hideous wound on his back. The blood gathered in several streams and flowed down, falling into a pool on the ground.
"Jita!" Lei Shuo immediately ran over, helped him to the bed, and quickly brought him medicine and gauze.
While bandaging, she shouted: "Don't sleep! Don't fall asleep!"
The gauze was pulled round and round, but blood still kept coming out.
The hand holding the empty medicine bottle was trembling. Lei Shuo stood up in a panic: "Wait! I'll call someone!"
Unexpectedly, as soon as she turned around, her hand was grabbed by someone, and Zita said to her angrily: "Don't leave here, there are Jiang Yuancheng and the Xianbei people outside. They want to rebel, don't go..."
Lei Shuo saw that Jieta was still worried about him at this time, and he cried instantly: "But what should you do? The wound is still bleeding? If Qingzhu-"
Speaking of Wen Qingzhu, she suddenly remembered that A Ping gave her something before she came here.
Lei Shuo quickly ran to the cabinet and found the small white box.
When she came to Jita, she saw that Jita's lips were extremely pale and his eyes were almost closed.
She couldn't help but hesitate, and quickly took out the things inside. The top was a booklet.
There is only one page with graphics and text on it, explaining how to use the equipment in the box.
Without any hesitation, Lei Shuo took out a spherical tool with two hoses connected to two hemispherical caps.
One end says in and the other end says out.
After reading the instructions in the brochure, I saw that the person who received the blood transfusion used the out end, and the person receiving the blood transfusion used the incoming end.
Zita's consciousness was already a little blurry. He was awakened by a stab of pain on his arm.
He felt as if something was flowing into him.