"Get out of here." There was a sound of bottles and cans falling to the ground and breaking, and several imperial doctors ran out of the tent in embarrassment.
These people are all veteran military doctors in the army. How have they ever seen a general who had remained calm before thousands of troops become so angry at this time? His ice-sword-like eyes made people shudder, but the angry look at this time made them feel...
My legs are weak and I can hardly walk.
Ji Ting was kneeling in the tent, with a blood mark on his forehead. It was obvious that he had been hit by something. Mo Yichen was sitting on a soft pedal with a bandage on his chest, and his middle coat was loosely worn on his body. The temperature in the tent was simply relatively high.
Otherwise, he will freeze to death.
The cold and resolute face was uncertain, the pale lips, and the blood stains on the gauze showed the severity of his injuries, "Ji Ting, you are so good, you don't even listen to my words?"
Ji Ting knelt on the ground with his head lowered and said nothing. It was he who disobeyed the prince's order and took the princess out of Qianfo Temple without authorization, and failed to protect the princess, resulting in her whereabouts being unknown.
"Go out and get yourself a hundred military sticks." Mo Yichen waved his hand tiredly.
He was shot from behind with an arrow and almost died. Although the injury was very close to his heart, it was not the most serious injury he had suffered on the battlefield, nor was it the most dangerous. He had been unconscious for several days.
, but still maintained a trace of sanity. He knew that Qianzhou was lost after he fell into coma, but victory or defeat is a common thing for military strategists. If he lost it, he would take it back.
Things can be found again if they are gone, but what about the heart?
Who can tell him that he was only in coma for a few days, why her princess disappeared again? When he knew that Luo'er went to the front line for him, he was infinitely moved in his heart, but when he knew that her whereabouts were unknown,
My heart felt empty instantly.
He knows what his princess is capable of, and he also knows that there is a force behind her that can protect her safety, but no one knows what the battlefield is better than him. The spies in the army have not been found yet, and the front line is even more mixed.
If enemy spies knew her identity, the consequences would be disastrous.
"You, go and get some medicine for Ji Ting." You, who was standing aside, looked up at Mo Yichen, hesitated to speak, and finally left the tent without speaking.
Because Ji Ting stayed in the capital to protect the woman's safety, in order to cover up others' eyes, he disguised himself as a soldier to protect his master's safety. That woman was really his master's nemesis. Did she think the battlefield was fun? She simply overestimated her capabilities.
"Ming." Mo Yichen stood up.
"Your Majesty, be careful of your wounds." A man in black appeared in the tent like a shadow. His words were clearly concerned, but no emotion could be heard.
"What was found?" Mo Yichen thought of that familiar face, how could it be him?
There was indeed a spy in the army, which was why they were ambushed that day, but it was not the spy who shot him the fatal arrow, but him.
He was not shot from behind, but was shot straight into his body from the front, almost piercing his heart.
His heart was bleeding, but the bow and arrow in his hand still failed to shoot...
Who is that person? They have been living together in the military camp for more than ten years. He is sure that he will not mistake that face, but hasn't he already saved the country heroically on the battlefield? Why did he become a general in the Zhou Kingdom?
From the bottom of his heart, Mo Yichen didn't want to believe his eyes, but he couldn't take the risk, so he had someone hide the truth. The arrow was shot from behind by a spy in the army.
"This person's name is Yunlan. He is the deputy general sent by the Zhou Kingdom this time. He is the consort of Princess Feng Yuan, the most beloved princess of the Zhou Kingdom. His ancestors are all in the Zhou Kingdom. There was also a general in the family. Later, the family declined.
.Three years ago, he became famous after a battle in the martial arts test. He was selected by the emperor as the champion of martial arts, and was granted marriage to Princess Feng Yuan. After the marriage, the two had a very good relationship, and they were like glue." The man in black raised his head and took a careful look at Mo Yi.
Chen.
"My ancestors were all from the Zhou Dynasty, so it can't be him?" But how could two people have the same appearance?
Mo Yichen felt very conflicted. If that person was not in disguise, he would have a 80% chance that he would be his brother through life and death. A person can change anything, but habits cannot be changed overnight. The action of pulling a bow, the corners of his mouth
His confident smile seemed to take him back to the time when the two of them were fighting side by side.
So he didn't dodge when the arrow came, and he didn't shoot the arrow that could have been shot from his own hand.
The prince-in-law of the Zhou Dynasty has an inseparable relationship. If it were really you, how could you make the fourth sister so embarrassed?
Mo Yichen didn't feel relieved when he heard the news. Instead, he looked solemn. If it were him, he would never believe that this man who was as close as a brother would give him a fatal arrow. If it weren't for him, there must be someone behind it.
A huge conspiracy.
Compared to the latter, he still hopes it is the former.
It's not that he is afraid of conspiracy, but that nothing is more important than his life.
But this also worried him even more. Familiar movements and unfamiliar eyes appeared repeatedly in his mind during the days when he was in coma. What happened four years ago?
"Did you see him?"
"It's not disguise." In one sentence, he said what Mo Yichen wanted to know.
"What do you think?" He frowned slightly.
"Every march and formation is in the same style as General Fu." This sentence was enough to confirm Mo Yichen's conjecture.
"Have you found any other information?"
"He does not live in the military tent of the army, but in a mansion on the border of Zhou Kingdom. Princess Feng Yuan is also there. The mansion is heavily guarded. There is only so much information that can be pried out, and there is no flaw."
"Continue to investigate, I must know what happened four years ago." Mo Yichen said in a deep voice, "I also secretly investigate the whereabouts of the princess. I must ensure her safety. In addition, there is a traitor among the secret guards. You know
How to do."
"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law..." Ming disappeared into the tent.
Mo Yichen pulled the white robe hanging by the bedside and put it on. A red figure kicked open the tent door fiercely, broke in, poured a cup of tea, and started drinking alone.
"Ahem, Feiyi, why are you here?" Mo Yichen looked at Ye Feiyi in surprise, who should be far away in the capital.
"Brother-in-law, I heard you were injured, how are you now?" Ye Feiyi raised her head after drinking enough. She was really thirsty, and that damn guy took away her water bag.
"Nonsense, the military camp is a place for women. I'll send someone to take you back. Your sister should be worried." Mo Yichen has stayed in Ye Mansion for a long time and has long been familiar with Ye Feiyi.
Yes, Ye Feiyi is not afraid at all now.
"Brother-in-law, I have come all the way to see you, and you are not touched at all. I have gone through a lot of hardships and difficulties, and finally I see you, woo woo..."