Seeing the little man in his arms slowly closing his eyes, Beichen's heart instantly wrinkled up.
"Lanting!"
He shouted urgently, and the two words resounded throughout the valley.
In the distance, Lanting, who was watching the distance on the snowy peak, heard his voice and immediately turned back and rushed to the camp. Several of his subordinates heard his voice and rushed over eagerly.
In the camp, everyone fell outside the tent one after another.
The curtain was opened, and several people rushed in, led by Lan Ting, followed by three main followers.
Everyone was startled when they saw Beichen with purple eyes in his arms, with blood on his body in several places in the big tent that was all messed up.
"Diagnose and treat her!"
Before anyone could ask, Beichen had already shouted out.
Looking at Zi Tong in his arms, whose clothes were also stained with blood, Lan Ting did not dare to neglect, and immediately walked over quickly, squatted down, and stretched out his hand to Zi Tong's wrist.
Before he could touch Zi Tong, Beichen had already spoken in a deep voice again.
"Don't touch her!"
"yes!"
Lan Ting hurriedly retracted his hand, took out a handkerchief from his body, and put it on Zi Tong's wrist. Then he put two fingers on it and carefully felt Zi Tong's pulse. He carefully retracted his fingers.
"Young Master, don't worry too much. Miss Zi Tong is fine. She's just too tired. She should wake up soon."
Hearing this, Beichen breathed a sigh of relief.
"go out."
Everyone did not dare to stay and quietly exited.
The curtain shook slightly, a red shadow flashed past, and the snack food fell next to the two of them.
Looking at the dazed purple eyes in Beichen's arms, the snack boy asked in confusion.
"What's wrong with my mother?"
Beichen was silent.
"Hey, I'm talking to you."
The snacker received no response, and there was obvious displeasure in his tone.
Beichen remained silent.
"Asshole Beichen, are you deaf?" the snack guy yelled angrily.
Beichen was still silent.
He heard nothing and felt nothing. At this moment, his attention was only focused on Zi Tong.
She said she hated him?!
Could it be that he was wrong? Did she really dislike him?!
…
Outside the big tent, it was getting late, and the light inside the big tent had slowly dimmed.
Because without his permission, no one dared to come in and light the lamp for him.
After asking these countless questions, the snack guy didn't get a response, and he didn't ask any more questions. He just squatted beside the two of them silently like Beichen. Shi Er looked at Zi Tong, and Shi Er looked at Beichen. He couldn't figure out what happened.
What's up.
Outside the account.
The entire camp was lit up with lights, and a figure flew over and stopped in front of Lanting who was standing outside the tent.
"Mr. Lan, the Blizzard Army is already fifty miles away."
"Explore again."
Lan Ting uttered two words, and the man immediately turned around and disappeared into the night.
"Mr. Lan?!"
On the side, several people looked at Lanting worriedly.
The enemy's army and horses are already fifty miles away, and the young master is not yet ready to meet the enemy. This situation is too abnormal.
Lanting raised his eyebrows but said nothing.
Inside the account.
Feeling the subtle movements of the purple eyes in his arms, Beichen felt happy. He raised his finger and flicked it, a flash of golden light flashed, and the candle on the candlestick in the corner of the tent lit up.
When the lights came on, Zi Tong had slowly opened her eyes.
Seeing Beichen clearly in her sight, she frowned.
"Even if you want to kill me, why don't you let me die?!"
Her voice was weak, but there was unconcealable anger in her tone...and pain.
I originally thought that in this world, even if everyone could be her enemy, he would definitely not be one of them.