In the middle of the night, Jiang Tangzhou was suddenly woken up by too loud noises outside.
He opened his eyes, but there was still darkness in front of him, thinking that although it was noisy outside, the lights were not turned on, so he half sat up against the bed rail and yelled to listen to the rain.
Ting Yu hurried in and asked, "Master, did it wake you up?"
"What are you doing outside?"
Ting Yu said: "It is said that there will be a big evening training, but I went over to take a look just now, and it seems that it is not the case."
Jiang Tangzhou always felt that something was wrong, he lowered his head and thought for a while before saying, "Go over and find out what this is for—no, let Yan Qing go, Yan Qing's eyes are strange."
Yan Qing and Ting Yu have different temperaments. In the past few days in the barracks, Ting Yu has become familiar with it, but because Yan Qing only stays in her own tent and Jiang Tangzhou's tent, those big men are right. Yan Qing didn't look familiar, but only knew that there were two servants beside Jiang Tangzhou.
Ting Yu responded, and hurried out the door.
Jiang Tangzhou couldn't fall asleep now, and now thinking back on this afternoon, he also felt that Yin Wenzheng's reaction at that time really didn't suit his temperament, and he guessed that there was something aimed at Shu Qin.
Sure enough, after half a stick of incense, Yan Qing came back in a hurry, wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "My lord, I heard that the crown prince's side suddenly got into trouble in the middle of the night, and one of the lieutenants said it was because of the afternoon cold , with a high fever, he was sleeping soundly in the tent, but the crown prince asked someone to pull him up and send him to a dark cell."
The black prison is a unique punishment method at the frontier. People who are sent inside will either die or be disabled after they come out. The methods are extremely cruel.
I heard that it is no different after entering the 18th floor of hell, you have to torture people to death.
Jiang Tangzhou let out a long sigh, and he knew that Yin Wenzheng was by no means the one to let it go.
"Where's my cloak?" Jiang Tangzhou said as he was about to get out of bed, "Lead me over there to have a look."
Yan Qing was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly stepped forward to support Jiang Tangzhou.
"Master, there's a lot of snow outside!" Ting Yu frowned and said, "You'd better not go, what if it gets cold?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Tangzhou stretched out his hand to cover his lips and coughed twice, his face was flushed, and he had already stood up.
Yan Qing quickly put the cloak on him: "Master, do you really want to go?"
Jiang Tangzhou said "Hmm" and walked towards the door. Just as the curtain was raised, Jiang Tangzhou seemed to remember something and said, "That's all."
Ting Yu was stunned for a moment: "What's the matter, Lord?"
"You told me before that Shuqin has a son, but?"
"Yes." Ting Yu nodded, "I also listened to those people's gossip, saying that they were about to reach the weak crown, and they were carved out of the same mold as him, as soft and weak as a scholar."
Jiang Tangzhou put down the curtain again, and said, "Go and think of a way to send him the news that Shu Qin has gone to the prison, and tell him a little about the letter by the way. Surely Shu Qin will be there." Hide something at home."
Although Ting Yu didn't understand why Jiang Tangzhou did this, he took his orders and went out in the wind and snow.
"Master, do you want to go back and rest?" Yan Qing looked up at Jiang Tangzhou.
"Hmm..." Jiang Tangzhou paused, "Let's go to the side and have a look."
In order to keep their tongues down, Jiang Tangzhou and Yin Wenzheng's tents were separate, but they were very close to each other, right next door. Yin Wenzheng's tent is much larger than Jiangtangzhou's, and it can be made into a two-room tent.
Yan Qing guarded Jiang Tangzhou and entered Yin Wenzheng's door. Just as he put down the umbrella, he suddenly felt an excessive scent of flowers coming from the tip of his nose. Jiang Tangzhou frowned subconsciously, and was instantly hugged .
The man also yelled softly: "General, you are back~"
On the one hand, Jiang Tangzhou was a little embarrassed, and on the other hand, he was a little angry. He stopped the pair of breasts that were constantly rubbing against his upper body, and said in a deep voice, "This girl, please respect yourself, I'm not..."
"I have been waiting for the general for a long time," the woman interrupted Jiang Tangzhou, and hugged him even tighter, "I can't hold back anymore~"
Jiang Tangzhou's face darkened even more: "I'm not the general you said."
The woman was stunned for a moment, and then she quickly moved back. At this moment, the candles were lit in the tent, asking the woman to see Jiang Tangzhou's face clearly.
Jiang Tangzhou regained his composure, searched the case and sat down on his own.
Yan Qing poured him a cup of tea, and he sat there drinking it leisurely, completely turning a blind eye to this woman.
But the woman said cheekily: "Are you the princess?"
Jiang Tangzhou ignored her.
The woman said: "My family heard that the general was a little afraid of his wife, so he dismissed all the three thousand beauties in his harem for you."
"A man is a man after all, and it's normal to have three wives and four concubines. If you do this, it will be too disrespectful to the general."
"Fortunately, the general came to pass here, so I have to accompany him."
Listening to her talking, Jiang Tangzhou didn't change much in expression from the beginning to the end, but Yan Qing couldn't stand it and said, "My master is also someone you can talk to?"
The woman snorted softly: "Even if the general loves you no matter how much you do, you are nothing but a diligent thief. Sooner or later you will be caught and beheaded before everyone else."
"you-"
"Yan Qing," Jiang Tangzhou took another sip of tea, and said calmly, "What are you getting angry with her for? You're just a clown, there's no need for that."
"Yes." Yan Qing is a very obedient person. She was not angry when she saw Jiang Tangzhou, and she also stood behind Jiang Tangzhou, but her eyes couldn't help looking out, waiting for Yin Wenzheng to come back to fix the problem. woman.
This woman also thinks very simple in her heart, with her beauty, all the men who have seen her are convinced by her, and then go to bed for a while, with her skills, she will definitely eat the prince to death, At that time, are you afraid that she will not be popular and spicy? So even though she hadn't met Yin Wenzheng before, she dared to show off her power like this, because she was sure that the sick looking man in front of her would not be able to attract Yin Wenzheng's attention.
Maybe Yin Wenzheng kept Jiang Tangzhou by his side because of the war between the two countries
So she said a few more stinging words, but Jiang Tangzhou didn't respond all the time, she felt a little bored, so she stopped.
After waiting for about a stick of incense, there was finally movement outside.
"General, the fever seems to be too serious, and it burns people into confusion."
Someone opened the curtain while talking.
Yin Wenzheng raised his leg and stepped in, said lightly, "Get some water to wake him up, and see if he's real or just pretending."
"yes."
"Also..." Yin Wenzheng turned sideways and was about to say something, when he suddenly saw Yan Qing standing in the room, was stunned for a moment, and then saw Jiang Tangzhou sitting at the desk drinking tea.
"A Tang!" Yin Wenzheng's eyes lit up in a flash, and he quickened his pace to catch up, and waved his hands while saying, "You all go back first—put down the tent, and the wind keeps blowing in." Is it blowing?"
The woman sitting at the side suddenly turned pale, and felt a sense of foreboding in her heart - things seemed to be different from what she had imagined, this general seemed to care a little about his princess.
Yin Wenzheng didn't see the so-called woman or not at all, he just stretched out his hand to hold Jiang Tangzhou's palm, and frowned: "Why did you come here, your hands are so cold, but this cloak is not warm enough? Tomorrow, I'll ask Tingyu to go to town and bring you some warmer clothes."
"I'm fine." Jiang Tangzhou shook his head, "I can't keep warm in winter."
"You've lost a lot of weight again." Yin Wenzheng sighed, "It's all my fault that I haven't taken time to eat with you these days."
On the other side of the desk, the woman made some noise, which finally caught Yin Wenzheng's attention, and he turned his head to look.
The woman exposed half of her breasts as if unintentionally, and blinked slightly at Yin Wenzheng.
Yin Wenzheng didn't see it at all, and turned his attention to Jiang Tangzhou: "You came to look for me at such a late hour, but what's the matter?"
Jiang Tangzhou let out a muffled laugh, and said, "It was a bit of a problem at first, but it turned out to be more interesting, so I forgot about the previous thing."
"Anything interesting to come across?"
"Prince," Jiang Tangzhou called him teasingly, "Didn't you realize that there is an extra woman in your room?"
Yin Wenzheng glanced at Yanqing.
Yan Qing hurriedly blushed and said, "Prince, our master is not talking about slaves."
Yin Wenzheng scratched the back of his head, swept it around, and finally landed on the woman, frowned and said, "Who called you a maid? Didn't you say that you don't want to be served? You step back. "
The woman's face turned completely pale, she rubbed her hands a little awkwardly, took a deep breath, and then said coquettishly, "General, servant girl, servant girl is Vice General Wu!" Come here to serve you." After speaking, he blinked at Yin Wenzheng with a vicious look.
Only then did Yin Wenzheng understand what Jiang Tangzhou's vague allusion meant.
Yin Wenzheng frowned, rolled his eyes hard, and said, "Get out, I don't need anyone here."
"But the servants..."
"I don't want to say it a second time."
The woman seemed to understand, not to mention that she wanted Yin Wenzheng to be devoted to her, even if she wanted Yin Wenzheng to be more pleasant to her, she couldn't seem to do it.
Don't they all say that this general from the capital is the most romantic? How come it's not the case when I came to her
The woman couldn't figure it out until she was dragged by the guards and thrown into the ice and snow.
She really couldn't figure it out, how could such a sick and sick child be favored by the general, while she, who was as beautiful as Diao Chan, couldn't attract the general's attention
The woman gritted her teeth, tears rolling in her eyes, feeling extremely humiliated.