Wei Ziyang acted quickly, Feng Wan leaned in his arms, feeling the blood mixed with the smell of mud and sweat on his clothes, but he was only full of peace of mind.

This feeling was so strange to her, so strange that she felt dangerous. When did she actually rely on a man to this extent? In this turbulent world, she was used to thinking about the causes and consequences alone and taking them alone? If this continues, she is afraid that if he has a second heart, she will be forced to go crazy by jealousy.

Closed her eyes, Feng Wan wanted to find the reason for her to become like this, but she couldn't cheer herself up and worry about what was there. She just felt comfortable and enjoyed her body temperature, just lazy and wanted to fall asleep.

The team quickly rushed to the city gate. At this time, the city gate had been closed. Just as Feng Wan was straightening his back, Wei Ziyang put his fingers on his lips, and a clear horse roar surged into the sky. After the roar, several hurried figures appeared at the city gate. Then, with a "creak", the city gate was opened, and Wei Ziyang and everyone rolled out.

As soon as he left the city gate, Feng Wan breathed a sigh of relief. The riders, stepping on the stars and moonlight, rushed forward along the official road.

Feng Wan tried hard to open her eyes, trying to make herself more awake, but for not having to hold on for a quarter of an hour, she finally closed her eyes, leaned in Wei Ziyang's arms, and fell asleep.

Hearing the gentle snoring of the man in his arms, Wei Ziyang stretched out his right hand and signaled the riders to slow down. He lowered his head and stared at Feng Wan's sleeping face for a while. He couldn't help but stretch out his hand and used his rough palm to help her wipe away the mud from her face.

He rode approached, looked at Feng Wan, and whispered: "In the past few days, the prince and His Majesty's men searched her in all kinds of ways, but they still allowed her to escape successfully. General, this woman is really a wise man."

Wei Ziyang nodded and said hoarsely: "She has never been smart." At this point, he murmured, "This time, I was not thinking well, and almost caused a big mistake."

This was the second time he said this, with a heavy tone and a self-blame expression. Everyone looked at each other without saying a word. If it were other heroes who planned major events, they would definitely persuade them to value the country and respect the beauty. But Wei Ziyang is different from those people. He is too concerned about friendship and too extreme, and he is simply a person like Xiang Yu.

However, there are no heroes in this world, and all the kings are the kings in the world. Although Wei Ziyang is not a qualified hero, he is already very outstanding compared to too many clowns.

Feng Wan slept very deeply and deeply. In a daze, she seemed to feel someone taking off her outer clothes and putting on a comfortable middle clothes. It seemed that someone wiped away the mud and dust from her face and wiped her hands and feet dry. Then, she fell into a warm embrace, and with that embrace, she sank into the warmth.

I don’t know how long it took, but Feng Wan opened her eyes.

At that time, the sky outside was pitch black, with only a corner of the camp, and a butter lamp was lit. Feng Wan blinked, turned her head slowly, and looked upwards.

Above, a beautiful and immature face was resting on her hair. His eyes were closed and his breathing was fine. In the light, Feng Wan could see the newborn beard on his chin.

It's Wei Ziyang.

Feng Wan relaxed for a moment, and just as he was about to move, he found that there was an arm around his waist and his strong left leg on his legs.

As if he felt Feng Wan moving, he frowned, with his arms closed, and took Feng Wan heavily into his arms, causing Feng Wan's face to rest on his chest.

Feng Wan was in this posture, and his breath was all his blushing.

She pushed him gently. She just pushed him three times, closed her eyes, and Wei Ziyang, who had just woken up, muttered, "Stop making trouble, Awan."

Listening to his repeated soft call in his sleep, Feng Wan, who had a red face, couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips. She really stopped struggling, leaned quietly on his chest, and gradually fell asleep.

The next day, when Feng Wan opened her eyes, it was already cold by the pillow. She shook her head and asked someone to bring water in to wash up. She thought: I had such a dream last night.

At this moment, the soldier who put the water in the tent said, "Madam, the general said, you were so tired last night that you can rest for a while. When it comes to departure, he will come and call you."

When he said the words "You were so tired last night", the soldier looked at Feng Wan with an ambiguous smile.

When he met the man's smile, Feng Wan gritted her teeth and said, "Where is the general?"

"The general is discussing with everyone."

"I understand, you go back." "Yes."

Watching the man leave, Feng Wan grinded her teeth secretly and thought: He must have said this on purpose, he just wanted to shame me. We had nothing last night, but he was...hum!

After all, she is a woman, and she still knows whether she has happened to a man.

I just don’t know when Wei Ziyang started to have such a hobby to tease her?

After washing up, Feng Wan combed her hair, reached out to pick up her outer robe. Just as she was about to change it, she suddenly glanced at her newly renovated middle robe. This time, her hands froze in the air.

The memories of last night vaguely appeared in her mind.

She knew that there was no second woman in this military camp except her. With Wei Ziyang's personality, he would not allow others to change his clothes.

...It is now the summer season slowly entering. The weather is hot and there is only a thin bellyband inside her shirt...

Standing there, Feng Wan, whose face was red with a slut, took a while to calm herself down.

She took a breath, quickly changed the male dress that Wei Ziyang prepared for her, and turned around and walked out.

The arrangement of the military camp tents has its own rules. Although Feng Wan has never been here, she also learned from the book. She walked straight to the commanding tent. Outside the commanding tent, she guarded forty or fifty guards of Wei Ziyang. Looking at the cold long halberd and the pose of everyone waiting for a long time, Feng Wan hesitated for a while

While she was hesitating, the guards also looked at her. The two guards guarded in the front looked at each other and started to communicate. In a vague way, she heard someone say, "She is Mrs. Feng, ordered by the general."

Then, Feng Wan clearly felt that the eyes of these personal guards looking at her and lowered their vigilance.

Seeing this, Feng Wan raised his steps.

As she passed by them, the guards not only did not stop them, but also took a step back and let her enter.

When I came outside the tent, I heard the noise coming from inside. I was about to report it, and I heard an aide shouting: "This matter is important, why don't we send a fake body to the people in the palace to give them peace of mind?"

Another aide also said: "This statement is reasonable. General, at this time, we must not let the prince know that Mrs. Feng is already in our hands, and you have already understood everything he has done to Mrs. Feng. If you can make a fake Mrs. Feng's body to let him relax for a moment, it would be a wonderful move."

“It’s exactly.”

"General, this is reasonable."

"Miaoji, General, you don't have to hesitate anymore."

Amid the shouting, Wei Ziyang's cold voice finally slowly rang out, "Use a fake Awan to deceive them? Then, before I took power, did Awan hide his name?"

In a quiet place, Wei Ziyang said coldly: "I, Wei Ziyang, stand tall and earth. This time, I was not thinking well. To change Awan, I cannot show up to the world, so I cannot!"

He spoke too firmly, and everyone inside was silent.

Standing outside, Feng Wan was silent for a while. She also knew that the strategies offered by her staff were the best way at present. It doesn’t matter if she is a woman, she will not show up again. Besides, after he dealt with the prince, she can still show up. Wei Ziyang has no need to give up the easy, it is difficult.

In silence, Wei Ziyang's command came, "You should think about this matter again."

After a pause, he said again: "My mansion and the soldiers I placed in Qinguan are all covered with the prince's people. What I really control is only the current ten thousand people. Last night, because I was impatient, I dealt with several people on the spot. My whereabouts will inevitably be revealed. Even those who were arranged in the city gate will not be used anymore."

The voice slowly sank, and he leaned forward slowly, saying word by word: "Time is gone, and things can't be delayed anymore!"

With a "Zheng--" sound, the sound of the sword being unsheathed rang out. Feng Wan heard Wei Ziyang shouting in a deep voice: "In three days, we will attack the palace!"

"Yes-" As soon as the shout came out, the staff agreed sternly. At this moment, the place that was originally just a noisy place suddenly became murderous.

Going to act?

Although Feng Wan was unexpected, she was still stunned, her heartbeats faster and her palms became hot.

Here, Wei Ziyang whispered a few more words and then ordered everyone to retreat. The door of the tent opened and the staff retreated one by one. They suddenly saw Feng Wan outside, and were stunned at first, then nodded to her, and while looking, they retreated one by one.

When passing by Feng Wan, a light voice came into her ears, "The general values ​​this woman so much. When great things happen in the future, she is afraid that she will be our mistress."

"It's a pity that he is a married man."

"So what? There are no such things as a person who licks blood from the knife! As long as the general is happy, everything will be done."

The discussion gradually faded away, and Feng Wan raised her eyes and met Wei Ziyang who was strode towards her.

At this moment, Wei Ziyang was coming, and he was about to face the battle that changed his destiny. It seemed that there was no impact on him. When the young man's blood-colored phoenix eyes met her, they shone brightly, and were filled with a faint joy.

Walking straight to her, Wei Ziyang looked down at her, his lips moved and said, "Awan, weren't you tired last night? Why did it collapse so quickly?"
Chapter completed!