A large part of the camp tricks came from the family members of the guilty officials. They must have committed serious crimes. The men were executed and the women were sent to the army. Not to mention her high profile, even if she sincerely asked for help, she might not be able to help her.
She is not so presumptuous as to change the rules of the entire era.
Yan Shiyue said coldly: "No matter what you say, I will not take in unknown outsiders. If you don't leave, I will send someone to invite Yan Shiwei."
Lin Ruping suddenly choked up: "There's still a war ahead! How could you be like this..."
"You still know that there is a war ahead! You know that there is a war and you dare to stir up trouble!" Yan Shiyue said to the soldiers: "If she says another word, you go and tell my elder brother."
She turned around and entered the room.
Lin Ruping really didn't dare to speak, she just fell to the ground and cried bitterly, as if she had done something to her.
Weibo jumped up and down angrily, "Isn't this disgusting! There are so many people who want to climb high, so why is she so noble? Does this mean she is being bought and sold by force?" She looked out of the window: "She hasn't left yet.
!Still crying! Master, slave, go throw her out!"
Yan Shiyue waved her hand: "Don't worry about her."
This puddle of mud has already covered her body. Even if she were driven away now, it would still be covered.
Sure enough, when she went out again, the look in her eyes was even weirder.
You know, war is an adrenaline-fueled affair, and the people behind are also in a state of stress and need to vent, so every little thing can trigger a more intense reaction.
These straight men don't care if she is someone who caused trouble at home and came from the sky. They don't care how unruly it is for a businessman to ask to see the princess. They don't care who is right and wrong. They only know that Princess Fuyan has just arrived, and she has been with Yan Shi.
There was a conflict with Wei's woman. The woman fell to the ground and cried bitterly. She was bullied miserably...
The first impression is... there's a lot going on.
Her Royal Highness Princess Fuyan, a young lady, came to the military camp during the war, which really caused trouble and had many things to do, so she was not easy to deal with.
When A and others heard these rumors and told her about them, she really wasn't surprised at all.
Weibo was furious: "Master! Why don't you go and tell General Yan? Or you can tell Master Yan!"
Yan Shiyue shook his head, "No need."
The soldier was neither a eunuch nor a shadow guard. Even if he reported back, he couldn't learn every word. Yan Shiwei had no time to listen. The most he could do was report, "So-and-so came to see the princess and said he wanted to serve the princess, but the princess didn't ask for it."
So in the eyes of a grown man like Yan Shiwei, this is just a trivial matter that does not need to be dealt with.
She asked them: "Xiaoyan hasn't come back yet?"
Jiahe said: "Master, would you like me to call him back?"
Yan Shiyue sighed: "Forget it, something must have happened."
The situation was inexplicably tense. Yan Shiwei and Huo Qiyang didn't show up again for a day, and even Yan Chengyuan didn't come back. She slept until midnight, but suddenly heard the cry of killing in the distance!
The sound was far away and couldn't be heard at all, but once you heard it, you knew it was the sound of fighting on the battlefield!
At the border, everyone was lying down in uniform. As soon as she heard the sound, Yan Shiyue got up, put on her shoes and walked out.
Weibo also stood up hurriedly, took a cloak and put it on her.
Yan Shiyue silently squeezed her hand.
This feeling of your heart hanging in mid-air can only be experienced by being in it.
She was worried about Yan Chengyuan, worried about Huo Qijing, and worried about Yan Shiwei. She finally understood why some people prayed to God and worshiped Buddha, because when they were feeling uncertain, they really subconsciously wanted to find something to do.
The two of them just held hands and looked at the sky on that side. Occasionally, a piece of fire would rise, and their hearts would be filled with joy.
Someone came over from afar, it was Bai Shi, the concubine of Duke Dai. She bowed and stood with her, looking over there and saying, "Your Highness, this slave also cannot sleep at times like this.
"
Bai was over forty years old, and there were already lines at the corners of her eyes, but she was still very beautiful. She looked at that spot and said, "Your Highness is the Empress of Fortune! With Your Highness here, everything will be fine!"
"Well," Yan Shiyue nodded vigorously: "Nothing will happen. Dayan's army will definitely be victorious, and Dayan will be prosperous for generations to come."
Unexpectedly, this battle took a long time, and several people stood there feeling cold. Yan Shiyue invited Mr. Bai to come in and sit down, but until dawn, the sound of fighting still did not stop.
Bai Shi was extremely uneasy and said: "It's been so long, so long..."
Yan Shiyue wanted to ask, but didn't dare.
The noise not far ahead was getting louder and louder. Yan Shiyue couldn't help but come out to take a look again. Bai told her: "That's the military medical clinic." She pointed to the brightly lit house in the distance: "It must be there.
There are wounded soldiers coming down."
Yan Shiyue pursed her lips and asked Jiahe to take a look. Jiahe came back after a while and said, "We brought down many wounded soldiers."
Judging from his expression, there must be a lot. Yan Shiyue said: "Go over and ask if you can help."
Jiahe hesitated for a moment, but then separated out ten people and went over. They never came back.
Ding Xiaoyan also left and never returned. The sound of fighting could no longer be heard, but it was said that the battle ahead was still fierce.
It was not until nearly noon that I heard someone say that Dai Guogong and Yan Chengyuan were in charge of the central army and had not left, but Yan Shiwei and Huo Qijing were still on the battlefield.
When Yan Shiyue heard the news, her heart tightened and she almost cried.
Bai Shi kept comforting her, and Yan Shiyue said softly: "I'm fine."
She just felt like she couldn't reach the ground with her heart lifted up. Damn it, the job of a military wife was really not done by humans.
I waited until noon, then had a few bites of food. When I asked about the front line, I heard that they were still fighting hard.
Yan Shiyue was so anxious that she was almost spinning around, but she heard reports that someone from Jishitang had arrived.
Seniority is the most important thing in this kind of business. She asked for someone, which was completely different from asking someone from outside. Two doctors and a dozen apprentices came over from Xuzhou Jishitang. They got off the carriage and saluted her: "Uncle Master."
/Master."
Yan Shiyue made a quick decision and led them forward: "The military medical center is just ahead. It's too late to ask you to rest. Let's go over and see how the situation is!"
They had already passed before the guards could stop them.
Before we arrived, we could smell the strong smell of blood. People were being carried down, helped down, and put down... The ground was covered with blood. Many people were moaning loudly in pain. Everywhere they could see, they were in the courtyard and outside.
, all are wounded soldiers.
Someone saw her, a soldier of Yan Chengyuan, and said anxiously: "Your Highness, what are you doing here! Go back quickly!"
Captain Zhou Zhan was also there and said anxiously: "Sister-in-law, please don't cause trouble at this time! Go back quickly!"
Yan Shiyue said anxiously: "I brought people from Jishitang here! Where is the manager of the military medical clinic?"
After saying this, a person came running over and said: "He is indeed from Jishitang!"
"Yes," Yan Shiyue said, "Just arrived!"
The man said anxiously: "Then come and help!"
These people had not yet unloaded their luggage and went over to help.
Yan Shiyue glanced to the east for a few times, and could only see an endless stream of wounded soldiers. She glanced at the courtyard a few more times. Even though there were more people like Ji Shitang, there were too many wounded, and there were still too many people.
He was lying seriously injured but no one was taking care of him. The hideous wound was bleeding and he couldn't help moaning in pain.
Zhou Zhan saw at a glance that she hadn't left yet, and said anxiously: "Your Highness! Go back quickly! It's been so long and you're still wandering around! Let's go, let's go!"
The border is probably the place where no one cares about dignity. Someone opened his mouth and said: "Young lady, what are you doing here!"
"Even though we have been defeated one after another, I don't know if it's the women who have brought down our luck!"
"Don't talk nonsense!" Zhou Zhan instinctively defended her: "Your Highness is known to the world as the Empress of Fortune!"
A young man very close to her said: "We have always fought to win, but she was defeated when she came. Is this also called the Queen of Fortune?" (To be continued)