The hideous scar slowly snaked downward from Wu Xian's waist. It was bloody and bloody, and it looked like the injury was quite serious.
Shuangxi completely admired Wu Xian at this moment. At this moment, he still had the heart to tease himself! If the blood stains were allowed to stay any longer, he would be far away from bleeding out and dying.
Shuangxi took a plain white brocade handkerchief, dipped it in water, and wiped it on Wu Xian's wound, wiping away the blood that had formed a clot around the wound.
"Is there any trauma medicine?" Shuangxi asked, glaring at Wu Xian. His attitude was not very good.
How can she have a good attitude? He is a man from the Northern Desert, and he wants to assassinate General Yue. He has a different stance and a different camp. If General Qin finds out that he has protected Wu Xian in this way, he will definitely be disappointed with himself.
And that Qi Han, she clearly knew that Qi Han and Wu Xian were incompatible, but she still did this. Even though he would never know about it, she would still feel guilty in her heart.
Wu Xian rummaged through the clothes he had taken off, took out a small white porcelain bottle, and said to Shuangxi: "Woman, you are very good to me. If not, you can go back to Beimo with me."
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When Wu Xian said this, he actually felt sincere in his heart. For the first time, he had a different view of these people from the Anqing Dynasty. This person was still a woman, and she did not shout out loud when meeting people from Beimo.
Even if you fight and shout to kill, you won't be so scared that you want to run away.
Instead, she gets along with herself as an equal. Although her words are a bit harsh, this just proves that she is not afraid of herself.
You know, Anqing Dynasty and Beimo have been incompatible with each other for many years. It is really rare for someone to treat him like this now.
Shuangxi raised her eyebrows after hearing Wu Xian's words: "Do you still want me to go to Bei Desert with you?"
"What? You dislike the desolation of my northern desert? It's not as comfortable as the Anqing Dynasty?" Wu Xian's eyes sank, as if he was unhappy.
Shuangxi rolled his eyes at Wu Xian, took the small white porcelain bottle, and poured medicine onto Wu Xian's wound. He was so merciless and showed no mercy at all. Even Wu Xian was gritted by the severe pain and clenched his teeth in pain.
Shuangxi said to Wu Xian: "You came to visit me in Anqing today and you actually wanted to assassinate General Yue. You also want me to go to the Northern Desert with you?"
Shuangxi paused and said: "If one day, Bei Mo can have a truce with An Qing Dynasty. If you are serious about inviting me, I might as well go to Bei Mo for a walk. I heard that Bei Mo is vast, the sky is high, and the wind is clear and clear.
Lang, I really want to take a look."
Wu Xian's expression gradually returned to normal: "Is it really just because of this? Do you really think Beimo is good?"
I don’t know how many people in Anqing Dynasty talked about the Northern Desert and said that the Northern Desert is desolate. The Northern Desert people are barbarians and are unwilling to get along with the Northern Desert people.
I didn't expect that this woman could have such thoughts!
Shuangxi said in a clear and firm voice: "How can it be false? In my heart, the Northern Desert is not a desolate place, but a holy land of freedom and ease. If I could ride a horse on the boundless prairie, it would be great.
How comfortable is it?" As Shuangxi spoke, he narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking about the grassland where the wind blew the grass and the cattle and sheep were low.
Full of fascination. When she was in modern times, she also wanted to visit places like Inner Mongolia and Hulunbuir. It was a pity that because of the cumbersome work, she rarely had free time, so she still never went to the real prairie!
Wu Xian suddenly let out a hearty laugh that resounded throughout the room.
Shuangxi's expression changed due to fright, and he quickly stepped forward and covered Wu Xian's mouth: "Keep your voice down, keep your voice down!" This was the Qin Mansion. If anyone heard it, in the middle of the night, there was a message coming from his room.
The man's voice came out, but he couldn't wash himself away even if he fell into the Yellow River.
Wu Xian's thin lips were covered by Shuangxi's warm little hand, his eyes dimmed, as if there was a flame hidden in the darkness, this flame seemed to engulf Shuangxi.
Shuangxi didn't know why, but the look he saw was very familiar, so he quickly let go of Wu Xian and took a step back, cursing in his heart, Wu Xian! This guy is really... making people hate him so much.
But you can’t do anything to him!
Who makes him his savior? Without him, I am afraid that I would have been shattered to pieces. If I were lucky, I might be able to travel through time again. If I was not lucky, I might not be able to survive in this world.
Moreover, I'm afraid that good things will never happen to me, right?
Just saving his life was enough for her to tolerate him a lot.
"Woman, what are you hiding from? I can't eat you." Wu Xian curled his lips and said as he looked at Shuangxi.
When he came to the word "eat", he slightly raised his tone, which made Shuangxi feel uncomfortable.
Shuangxi glared at Wu Xian and said, "Be patient and bandage it. Rest for a while. I think it's getting dark soon, so you can leave quickly."
Seeing that Shuangxi was so angry with him, Wu Xian actually smiled in a good mood. When this woman is angry, she is really unique and cute!
Shuangxi stared at Wu Xian for a long time, and then said seriously: "Wu Xian, are you an assassin sent by Beimo?" The assassin who assassinated General Yue must have been an assassin with an unusual identity.
At this time, how much she hoped that Wu Xian would answer no, so that she would feel better in her heart and would not be struggling with the dilemma.
She was really in a dilemma with her closest relatives on one side and her savior on the other.
Wu Xian shook his head: "I am not an assassin." The assassination of Yue Zhong was his impromptu intention, and Wu Li didn't know about it either.
"Then why did you want to assassinate General Yue?" Shuangxi raised his head, his bright eyes full of confusion.
Wu Xian did not want to deceive Shuangxi: "I am not an assassin, but I do want to assassinate Yue Zhong to save my son, Bei Mo!"
Shuangxi raised his eyes and looked at Wu Xiandao: "You want to save the people of the Northern Desert? So you want to kill General Yue? If you really succeed, do you know how sad the wife and children of General Yue's family will be?"
There was a smile on Wu Xian's lips, and he said casually: "Woman, you are not suitable for war. When Yue Zhong led the army of the Anqing Dynasty and massacred the people of my Northern Desert, who would comfort my heroic soul in the Northern Desert?
Who doesn't feel sad for his wife and children at home? You have to know that in war, there will be death. Yue Zhong's death can reduce the strength of the Anqing Dynasty. If he dies, he will save the lives of countless people in our Bei Desert!"
Wu Xian didn't say a word, his voice was heavy with a hint of questioning.
Shuangxi looked at Wu Xian and said softly: "This is not General Yue's fault. Without General Yue, the court will send another general. Since there are so many killings in the war, why can't the war be stopped?"
In modern times, border issues have always been a major concern for emperors of all dynasties in history. Although there were many wars, there were also many wise and sage kings who resolved border issues through peaceful means.
Shuangxi thought, war is not always the best way to solve problems. It would be great if Anqing and Beimo could coexist peacefully.
Of course, Shuangxi just thought about it and said it casually. She knew that if she said it in a low voice, no one would agree, and she might be regarded as a trick to destroy the morale of the army in Bei Mo.
Wu Xian looked far ahead. Why didn't he want to stop the war? Why not? But there were some things that he couldn't solve even if he was one of the thirteen kings of the Northern Desert.
Wu Xian's tone softened: "I don't like war either."
Beimo Erlang has always been unruly, and the people of the Anqing Dynasty were willing to despise the Beimo people, thinking that these Beimo people were rough and barbaric. Naturally, it was difficult for the two kinds of people to get along with each other.
When they meet, they will inevitably fight, and the national hatred is deeply rooted.
Also, the people of the Northern Desert did not live entirely in this bitter cold land in the northwest. At that time, including Yanyue City and the two counties of the Anqing Dynasty, they were all part of the territory of the Northern Desert.
Nowadays, in the place where we live in the Northern Desert, it is difficult for crops to grow, and relying on what we get from grazing is not enough to live a comfortable life. Naturally, the people in the Northern Desert are unwilling to do so, so they want to attack the Anqing Dynasty!
It is difficult to tell clearly what is right and wrong in history, but the situation left behind is that of Anqing and Beimo, which are like fire and water.
Shuangxi frowned: "I really don't know what the emperor of the Anqing Dynasty and the kings of the Northern Desert are thinking about. I'm afraid he was kicked by a donkey. After all the beatings, no one is safe.
, it’s better to calmly and work together to solve this problem!”
Wu Xian frowned when he heard Shuangxi's vulgar remarks. He was also one of the kings of the Northern Desert. Being spoken to like this in front of his face... was really... quite embarrassing.
But at this time, Wu Xian would not impulsively expose his identity because of such a trivial matter.
Finally, at dawn, Shuangxi forced Wu Xian to promise him that he would not assassinate General Yue again, and then let him go.
Then I had a good sleep comfortably.
After sleeping, it was noon.
"Miss! Miss!" Qing'er ran into Shuangxi's house in a panic, and immediately saw his young lady sleeping drunkenly on the bed.
Because I was anxious, I didn't care about my status, so I went straight to shaking Double Happiness.
"Miss, wake up quickly!" Qing'er saw that Shuangxi hadn't woken up yet, so he gritted his teeth and pinched Shuangxi's arm cruelly.
Shuangxi was woken up by the pain. When he opened his eyes, he saw Qing'er who was sweating profusely. He also forgot that he was woken up by the pain and asked quickly: "Qing'er, what are you doing?
What's wrong? What are you doing in a hurry?"
Qing'er stuttered and said: "Little... miss... things are not going well."
Shuangxi frowned and became anxious: "What's wrong? Speak slowly."
Qing'er hesitated for a moment and then said: "General Qi has come to cancel the engagement!" The lady has the right to know this matter. Even if the madam refuses, she should tell the lady. (To be continued. If you like this work
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Farming life.
Farm management is the main business, and mecha competition is a side job. Saving the earth? This job is too great, so it should be left to the heroes.
Ou and his father’s dream is to use mechas to weed weeds, starships to spray pesticides, plant trees, and green the interstellar!
