"I found it for Your Majesty, but Your Majesty had to recuperate here first."
After speaking, she explained the use of the props, left some clean water and compressed biscuits, and then led the horse.
"If I really can't come back, Your Majesty, please remember to take these medicines on time and rest for a day to recover. You can only come out after you have recovered."
After finishing speaking, He Mucheng walked out of the cave. After walking a few steps, he heard Sima Shao lower his voice and say seriously, "Nan's Ayan, thank you very much."
"Your Majesty, what A Yan did was all entrusted by General Ji." She turned around and smiled brightly.
Sima Shao was startled, then nodded, "I understand."
If we can find a map of the camp for Sima Shao, this trip to Wuchang will be considered a good use of everything.
With this thought in mind, He Musheng quickly disguised herself. This time, her identity as a vulgar man was gone. She thought about it and finally disguised herself as an old woman over fifty years old.
In such troubled times, unless there was someone as powerful as Ji Yunyuan around him, he would never be able to disguise himself as a young man or a sister-in-law.
She is inherently eye-catching. No matter whether she is dressed as a man or a woman, she can make some ridiculous nobles have evil thoughts. Only her ugly face will not bring unnecessary trouble to herself.
This move successfully attracted the attention of those soldiers.
He Mucheng looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to this place, so he lowered his voice and responded, "Notify me and look for a hand-drawn map of the camp here. If you can't find it, give up. Everything will proceed as planned."
He Mucheng was quickly thinking about the consequences of each, when he suddenly heard a clear voice coming from behind him. The voice was very familiar and beautiful, like a clear spring flowing through a stone stream, which made people feel relaxed and happy.
Cold sweat suddenly broke out on the elite's forehead!
The other party looked at her, and He Mucheng could tell at a glance that this was another elite member of the Ji family army.
"What are you doing here, Duchu?"
"Don't dare!" Everyone bowed their hands, and then winked behind them.
Another soldier frowned in confusion, "This man is so strange to the eye. Where are you on duty? How can you be so short as to be reused by the prince?"
He Mucheng stood up and chased the prison car, trying to catch up. After a few steps, he was hit by an old man and pushed back.
After coming back to his senses, He Mucheng couldn't help but start to worry about Wang Xuan's situation. Although he was favored by Wang Dun, how could there be any sand in Wang Dun's eyes?
Wang Xuanqing smiled slightly and asked softly, "Is your Majesty okay?"
"Lang Jun, there is a prisoner missing for no reason. How do you explain it?"
"It's strange. How come the soldiers of the Sima family have Ji family's army tokens?"
His face had been disguised, but his majestic and unyielding appearance was clearly different at a glance. How could Ji Yunyuan's elite be comparable to ordinary soldiers?
As I approached the detention area, I heard some soldiers talking in low voices:
The old woman shook her head, and a drop of dirty tears flowed from the corner of her old eyes.
She fostered the horse in a stable, hunched her waist and slowly approached, and saw the woman from before hurriedly came to help her, "Old sister, please come into the house quickly, don't get into trouble with the officials..."
"Ji Yunyuan and the Sima family are in a nest of snakes and rats. Now it's settled..."
Wang Xuan is here, her reinforcements are here!
Seeing her staring at him blankly, Wang Xuan smiled and said, "Let's go, the Duke is still waiting."
"Langjun!" Everyone bowed their heads and bowed their hands.
He Mucheng glanced at the group of soldiers and saw a man with a familiar face being put into a prison van. The wheels were turning and he was slowly driving away towards the city gate.
After saying this, she no longer stayed, but chased the prison car all the way, and soon entered Wuchang City.
He Mucheng's heart suddenly became alert!
"On the order of the Duke, I will take people to ask questions."
He Mucheng frowned, "Why are you talking so much nonsense? Does the Duke need to explain to you what he is doing?"
No more doubts around.
"Where is he now?" Wang Xuan raised his eyebrows.
His solemn expression suddenly lit up when he glanced at He Mucheng in armor!
He Mu Sheng coughed lightly, stepped forward, and twisted the opponent's arm. In the midst of the lightning, the elite stuffed a piece of silk into the palm of He Mu Sheng's hand.
"If I hadn't seen that kid sneaking around in the grass, I wouldn't have been able to tell the clues. His disguise skills are so perfect!"
Just as He Musheng put the silk into the system's storage box, someone grabbed his wrist and forced him to unfold it.
Hearing this, He Mucheng's heart sank!
If Wang Dun came, half of this elite would probably be dead. She had to hurry up and rescue this elite. From what these people said, this elite was looking for something in the grass, maybe it was a map of the camp...
He Mucheng turned around and saluted the visitor.
She forgot to entertain He Musheng, but shook her head and turned around tremblingly into the house, murmuring, "When will this world end?"
"Stop talking, the Duke is coming to question you soon. The Duke has not been able to sleep well for days. He said he was a Xianbei slave. Who knows, but he is afraid of Sima Shao? This Sima Shao really has more backbone than me...
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Isn't this person...one of the elite Ji Family Army soldiers that Ji Yunyuan left for him?
One of them saw the clues and shouted loudly, "Wait a minute!"
Soon, the elite was escorted out.
He Mucheng quietly took out the anesthesia gun from the system. When she saw that someone was paying attention to the movement here, she raised her head and looked around, silently counting the number of people coming.
He Mucheng nodded, "Well, your Majesty has contracted the plague, and I have eliminated it for him."
Seeing that there was nothing in her hands, the other party couldn't help but be a little puzzled, and muttered, "I clearly saw something, could it be that I was dazzled?"
An anesthetic gun has ten injections, so the points are enough. However, if there is too much movement, it is easy to alert the enemy. Why not compromise first and think of countermeasures later?
She moved back, and the elite man also said in a low voice, "Girl, don't worry about me, just leave quickly..."
"I can save you." She whispered in response.
He Mucheng looked at each other and quietly followed Wang Xuan. It wasn't until they followed him into the camp that they let out a long sigh of relief.
Slowly, she raised her eyes.
The prison van was pushed into the detention area of the camp, and He Mucheng could not approach it. He had to wait until dark, knock out a soldier with a tranquilizer gun, put on armor, and then sneak into the military camp.
Returning to the previous food stall, the guards around it had become tight.
Thinking of this, she straightened her armor and walked swaggeringly towards the people talking.
Several people looked at each other, "Didn't the Duke come to ask questions in person?"
That hem of clothes fluttering in the wind, that spotless snow-white robe, that tall and graceful figure, those gentle jade-like brows and expressions, if not Wang Xuan, who else could it be?
"What a sin! That man doesn't look like a Xianbei Hu. Although he is tall and powerful, he has sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes and black hair. How can he be the Xianbei slave that the Duke calls him?"
Is it a desperate effort or a temporary compromise?
She half lowered her head and saw a pair of exquisite boots inlaid with jade.
At that moment, the thoughts that had been spinning in He Mucheng's mind suddenly froze and dissipated.
"Girl, the general has told me that we must protect the girl's safety with our lives. The girl does not need to put herself in danger for the sake of our brothers."
She paused and said nothing.
When Wang Xuan saw this, he shook his head and smiled again.
His smile, in the cold winter, is like the mist overflowing from the hot spring water, full of warmth.
"Ayan, if it were Ji Yunyuan standing in front of you today, would you still be so defensive?"
