Xiao Jingyao was glad that he arrived in time. Although he did not see with his own eyes how they repelled the Northern Wei army, he saw several Northern Wei cavalry trying to plot against Wei Zijin, and bent his bow and shot at the cavalry without saying a word.
In this battle, he failed to lead his troops to repel the Northern Wei Dynasty, but instead let his woman go to the battlefield. It was his fault, and he must not let her suffer any harm!
"Your injuries have not healed yet. You actually rode a horse and shot a few arrows just now..." Wei Zijin thought of him waking up and rushed to the battlefield. He even saved himself once in time. His heart felt hot and his voice was a little choked.
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"I said that from now on, I can't let you suffer any harm!" Xiao Jingyao looked deep in Wei Zijin's eyes with his eyes burningly, and said solemnly.
Wei Zijin finally couldn't help but feel full of enthusiasm and hugged him tightly.
Xiao Jingyao's body shook slightly. The wound that had not healed was cracking again when he was riding a horse and bending his bow and shooting arrows. However, he endured the pain from the cracking of the wound and sighed softly to bring her into his arms.
Wei Zijin, who hugged him tightly, noticed that his body was trembling more and more violently. He felt inappropriate. He raised his head from his arms and asked, "Is your wound okay?"
"It's nothing serious..." Xiao Jingyao shook his head indifferently and replied with a faint smile, but the pain from the wound came, which finally made him frown.
Wei Zijin looked at his frowning expression and knew that he was comforting himself and did not dare to delay at all. He said without hesitation: "No, you were seriously injured before, and you ran all the way, and the wound must be cracked. Let's go back to the palace first.
inside!"
After Wei Zijin said that, he turned around and said to Li Yuanzhe, the eldest brother who was still instructing the soldiers to check the number of casualties on the battlefield: "Brother, let's take the lead!"
Li Yuanzhe nodded in a clear way and waved his hand to let them return to Yecheng with confidence. Wei Zijin nodded and smiled at him. When he was about to pull the reins, he suddenly noticed that his shoulders sank. He turned his head and looked, but he just said that he was not big.
Xiao Jingyao was so upset that he fainted again, and the hand she held Xiao Jingyao's back was covered in blood.
Wei Zijin's face suddenly changed, and she gently shook Xiao Jingyao's body. He didn't wake up and was immediately anxious.
She carefully put his body flat, and indeed she saw that the clothes on his back were covered in blood. It must have been caused by the cracks in the previous wound!
But even though he knew that doing so would cause the wound to crack, he still had to ride the wind to the battlefield after just waking up from a coma, and even bent his bow and shot several arrows in one breath. Each arrow was in the Northern Wei Dynasty.
The key to famous cavalry!
A huge fog floated in Wei Zijin's eyes. He finally woke up from his coma. How could she let his wounds worsen again because of herself?!
Wei Zijin couldn't imagine the consequences of him falling into a coma again. He rode Zhuifeng as fast as possible and took him back to Yecheng. He ordered several soldiers guarding the city to escort him back to the palace and avoid his back.
The wound was also called to the military doctor to carefully check Xiao Jingyao's injuries.
I don’t know how long it took to make a fuss, but the re-cracked wound stopped the bleeding, and Xiao Jingyao also woke up quietly.
Almost everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and the military doctor also wiped the sweat from his forehead and went down to decoct the medicine himself.