Chapter 425 Let me down and take off my clothes.
The highest military vocation in the battalion was Weiting. He endured the wound on his back and stood up straight. "Report to the emperor, the thieves in Xijin shot rockets and threw fire with hawks and falcons, intending to burn our military food and grass, but have now been put out. Two granaries have been damaged, and the other food and grass losses are not serious."
Zhao Mingyan turned his horse's head and glanced at everyone.
When he turned to the direction where Ji Qingwu was, she lowered her head in a hurry.
Ji Qingwu knelt at the corner. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Weiting covered most of her figure.
And the other half was blocked tightly, and Li Chengxun happened to kneel in front of her.
I heard the cold voice of Emperor Wu Su from above. "What's going on with your injury?" Ji Qingwu almost thought she was asking herself. She sniffed, and tears were already in her eyes.
From the moment he heard his voice, her body and her reason were all in a state of chaos.
Weiting replied, "The last thing is that the burned pillar is smashed."
Zhao Mingyan looked at the wood split by the knife and said, "So accidentally?" "
Wei Ting said, "I was anxious to put out the fire, but I didn't notice it."
Zhao Mingyan nodded and said, "Go to treat the wound first."
Weiting bowed and said, "Thank you for your care." Zhao Mingyan had raised his whip and said, "You guys go back and rest first. After half an hour, summon the generals and go to my camp to discuss matters."
Then he rode his horse past.
The sound of horse hooves trampling, and Ji Qingwu breathed in dismay.
He couldn't recognize her as she looked like now, and she kept her head down.
Ji Qingwu wanted to stand up with everyone, but her knee was already injured.
I had been running before and didn't feel the pain, but now I've knelt for a while and then tried to move, but I found that my knees were so stiff that they could not bend.
Suddenly, the sound of the mo horse's roar sounded, accompanied by the screams of the soldiers.
Ji Qingwu looked at the horse's hooves that suddenly appeared in front of her, with dead grass leaves and yellow mud on the black horse's hooves.
She saw her disguise and twisted into ripples on the stirrup surface.
"Look up."
The tone was as cold as ever.
Emperor Wu Su is back.
He recognized himself? Just the outline she hides behind people? Ji Qingwu couldn't believe it, and his heart was beating and he raised his head.
Zhao Mingyan suddenly turned around, and his cloak surged like a night tide in the rapid turn. The golden dragon entrenched on the mysterious armor appeared in front of her.
With four eyes facing each other, Ji Qingwu's eyes were shimmering in her eyes, and she had many inexplicable feelings.
A big hand that was roughly sanded by the wind outside the gate suddenly came, with palm facing up, and the fingertips barely stopped at the tip of her nose.
"Get on the horse!"
This voice seemed to contain a trace of anger.
Ji Qingwu grabbed the millet bag at hand and wanted to get up, but she couldn't use force on her knees.
There was silence in the military camp, and everyone's eyes were focused on Emperor Wu Su and the woman.
Mo Ju felt his master's emotions and stepped on his front hooves uneasily. The splashed mud spots fell on Ji Qingwu's broken skirt, dizzying dark brown marks.
Seeing her being slow, Zhao Mingyan suddenly bent down and grabbed her wrist.
The moment Ji Qingwu was pulled onto the horse, she burst into tears.
The war horse lifted its hooves and left the granary on the east side.
Weiting's clenched fists sank into the mud and coughed up a mouthful of blood. Li Chengxun went to help him and saw his palm holding the long scarf that was bandaging the wound.
Li Chengxun sighed and said, "General Wei, why are you going to do this?"
Mo Ju rushed straight to the main tent of the military camp, and the soldiers along the way avoided both sides. Ji Qingwu's back was pressed against the dragon on the black armor, and the lines of the dragon scales hurt her, so she quietly moved forward.
But she could not escape the eyes of the person behind her, the horse suddenly accelerated, and she could only lean back to his arms again and be close to the cold and hard black armor again Post to each other.
Ji Qingwu complained in his heart, but fortunately the military tent arrived soon.
Li Yuzong was at the door of the tent and saw the emperor riding a horse from afar. There was a woman carrying a horse on his back.
He rubbed his eyes and read that right, where did he hit the woman?
Li Yuzong quickly walked to the front of the horse and said respectfully, "Master, you are back."
Zhao Mingyan turned over and dismounted and threw the whip to him.
"Prepare water."
Hearing this order, Li Yuzong glared at him with the whip in his hand.
It’s broad daylight, should you prepare water at this time?
He secretly looked up at the woman on the horse. Seeing that she was plain and had charcoal dust on her face, she didn't look like someone who could catch the eyes of the emperor.
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"Why don't you go quickly!" Zhao Mingyan scolded coldly. "Yes, I'll go now." Li Yuzong quickly lowered his head and bowed to retreat.
Zhao Mingyan turned around and found that Ji Qingwu was still sitting on the horse, and he frowned slightly. "Dropping off the horse." Ji Qingwu pursed her lips, but still didn't get off.
There were guards in every direction at the door of the main tent. Although they did not look straight and did not dare to look directly at Tianyan, Ji Qingwu knew that their ears must be listening to the sounds here.
The physical tears when Ji Qingwu was pulled onto the horse by Emperor Wu Su were already dry.
Because she also participated in the fire fighting, her face was covered with dust, and the traces of tears could be clearly seen.
Her hands pinched the corner of the ragged skirt, and the sound was like a mosquito.
Zhao Mingyan couldn't hear what she was saying, but she saw that her eyes were slightly red, her face still had tears, and her heart softened.
He sighed and strode forward.
"Want me to hug me?"
Ji Qingwu looked up in surprise and faced his deep eyes. She shook her head in a hurry.
This is not what she said.
I just want a horse stool. Given the stiffness of her knees now, if she forcibly dismounts, she will be embarrassed in public.
Ji Qingwu shook her head.
But Zhao Mingyan didn't have the idea of asking for her opinion. He stretched out his long arm and carried her waist and carried the person off the horse.
Ji Qingwu exclaimed, subconsciously grasping his clothes, and not forgetting to take the bag of millet.
Zhao Mingyan's black armor was cold, but her cheeks were hot. His eyes fell on her broken skin and bloodshot hands, and deeper wrinkles suddenly appeared between her eyebrows.
So many soldiers were watching, and Ji Qingwu protested in a low voice.
"Let me down." Zhao Mingyan turned a deaf ear and hugged her and walked into the military tent.
A huge sandalwood table was placed in the center of the tent, with military newspapers and maps stacked on it, and a bronze lampstand next to it, with weapons stands in the corner of the tent, with swords and Bow and arrow.
Zhao Mingyan took the person to the soft couch on the side of the desk, put it down, and began to untidy her clothes.
Ji Qingwu thought that she was still disguised as a spring flower at this moment. She grabbed her clothes and shrank her shoulders and said, "What is Your Majesty doing?"
Because of the injury on her hand, Zhao Mingyan did not force herself and said concisely: "Take off your clothes."
Ji Qingwu had guessed that Emperor Wu Su probably recognized her, but she would still mind. He stripped his clothes on his face with such a stranger.
She held his right wrist and kept asking, "What are your Majesty bringing the civilian woman back to the tent?"
(The end of this chapter)
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