After the death of the host: the tyrant cried red eyes

Shen Bingning turned around and found that Xiao Yi had been standing behind her quietly without her noticing. His face was still calm, as if he had not heard anything about Zhang Yishan's previous whisper.

"What's important?"

Xiao Yi's words were plain and no emotion could be heard in them.

Zhang Yishan quickly responded: "Scouts reported that something happened in the Han army camp."

"Let's discuss the details."

After Xiao Yi finished speaking, his eyes swept deeply across everyone and finally stopped on Shen Bingning. That look seemed to contain thousands of words.

Shen Bingning understood what he meant and nodded gently in response, with a barely perceptible smile blooming on the corners of her mouth: "I will be waiting for your arrival in the big tent."

As Xiao Yi responded softly, his figure slowly disappeared into the shadow of the main tent.

Shen Bingning looked back at him lingeringly, only to see Zhang Yishan following Xiao Yi's steps closely, his expression full of respect and loyalty.

Her heart sank as she realized that Xiao Yi might not have heard Zhang Yishan's previous whisper.

Shen Bingning sighed secretly. Although the shadow of war will eventually dissipate, waiting until then will be the best time to find an opportunity to be honest with Xiao Yi and express his intention to leave.

She clearly understood that staying with Xiao Yi in the long run was not a good idea. The only way was to let her go and let her go somewhere else, preferably far away from this chaotic military camp, to put an end to the unreasonable ideas of Zhang Yishan and others.

Thinking of Xiao Yi's firm opposition to her leaving, Shen Bingning felt even more helpless. She sighed softly again, as if having a conversation with her own powerlessness.

**Two days passed in a flash. At dusk, the last ray of setting sun in the sky shone on the camp, adding a layer of warmth to the tense atmosphere.

Qing'er and Huzi arrived at the gate of the camp with hurried steps. Xiao Shengzi led the way, holding a shining token.

**

Qing'er followed Xiao Shengzi closely, her heart jumping like a million rabbits, eager to meet her master.

After several days of worry, they were finally somewhat relieved when An Yu sent back a message saying that the master had been safely escorted back from the Prince Chu's Palace by Bixia.

At this moment, seeing Xiao Shengzi coming to greet her personally, she did not hesitate for a moment and quickly followed.

While running, Qing'er did not forget to tidy up her clothes that were blown by the wind. After all, she was about to face her master, and she did not want to appear in the least bit embarrassed.

As she passed a tent, the faint sound of conversation coming from the gap between the tents attracted her attention, so she stopped and listened.

"Miss Shen learned that we were about to embark on a journey, so she personally copied Buddhist scriptures to pray for our safety."

"really?"

"This is what General Zhang said himself. How can it be false? I also saw with my own eyes that Eunuch Wei beside Lady Bixia brought the Buddhist scripture into the big tent."

"Miss Shen is really kind-hearted. No wonder General Zhang respects her so much."

"Indeed, this Miss Shen once generously donated a full 100,000 taels of gold..."

Before she finished her praises, Qing'er's heart was already pounding and her eyes were slightly wet. She quickened her pace, caught up with Xiao Shengzi, and stepped into the main tent.

As soon as she entered the big tent, Shen Bingning immediately stood up, looked at Qing'er carefully, and confirmed that she was fine, and she felt relieved.

"Don't cry, you're always like this every time we get together. I'm fine, but I'm sorry to have made you worry about me."

Qing'er shook her head, her eyes full of determination: "As long as the master is safe, this servant has nothing to fear."

"Knowing that you have arrived safely, I feel relieved."

Shen Bingning reached out to pour a glass of water for Qing'er, but she unexpectedly snatched the teapot away from her. "Let me do it."

Shen Bingning smiled gently, with a doting look in her eyes: "I didn't prepare this for myself, this water was originally prepared for you."

"I'm really not thirsty. I've already drunk on the way."

Qing'er kept her eyes fixed on Shen Bingning's every move, afraid of missing any subtle changes in her expression.

Afterwards, Shen Bingning returned to her desk and continued to organize the unfinished manuscript. Qing'er followed her closely and assisted her attentively.

"Miss, when I first came in, I heard the soldiers talking about how you copied the Buddhist scriptures to pray for us."

Qing'er's heart was filled with joy. Although the girl was no longer in the palace, her popularity in the army was growing day by day. Especially this time when Bixia personally rescued her, it further demonstrated her position in the hearts of important people.

"What Buddhist scriptures? I didn't copy any Buddhist scriptures."

When Qing'er heard this, she immediately understood what was going on and her mind became clear.

Even if it is for the purpose of praying for blessings, she cannot slack off in the slightest. Even if the effect is unknown, she must pray for the safety of all the soldiers.

"I'll go get some Buddhist scriptures."

Qing'er said this in a firm tone, and then acted quickly, retrieving the Buddhist scriptures in a short while.

Shen Bingning took the Buddhist scripture and was about to copy it, but suddenly she remembered Hu Zi, "Where is Hu Zi?"

"He's waiting outside."

Thinking that Hu Zi was an outsider after all and it was inconvenient for him to enter the main tent, Shen Bingning instructed considerately: "You have been traveling for two days. Go eat something and have a good rest. I will come to talk to you when you are refreshed."

"I'm not tired, miss."

Qing'er had just met the young lady and was really reluctant to leave.

"Be obedient. I'm here and I'm not going anywhere. I won't let anyone take you away from me again."

Shen Bingning gently stroked the faint dark circles under Qing'er's eyes, her eyes full of pity, "Seeing you look so tired, I feel so distressed."

Only then did Qing'er turn around reluctantly and slowly leave the tent.

Night falls, and Xiao Yi's return date is still uncertain.

In the past two days, Xiao Yi was busy with various affairs, and Shen Bingning only met him briefly, and she had few opportunities to say a few words to him.

Tonight, she was determined to wait for Xiao Yi's return, and she was thinking in her heart how to convince him so that she could leave.

However, at this moment, a sharp horn suddenly sounded in the camp, breaking the silence of the night sky.

Shen Bingning's heart tightened and she immediately rushed out of the tent. She saw that all the soldiers looked nervous and were hurriedly gathering outside.

She turned around and asked Xiao Shengzi beside her: "What happened?"

Xiao Shengzi looked serious and quickly answered: "The Korean army launched a surprise attack in the middle of the night. The general has led his troops to meet the enemy."

She looked around and saw movement in only a few tents. It was obvious that most people were not participating in this sudden battle.

“How many people came from South Korea?”

She was worried that Xiao Yi would underestimate the enemy and only bring a small number of troops with him, right?

Xiao Shengzi looked embarrassed and shook his head: "I don't know the details of this matter."

He noticed that Shen Bingning was wearing thin clothes, and said with concern: "It's late at night, and the dew is heavy. Miss, you should go back to the tent and rest."

A trace of worry flashed across Shen Bingning's brows, and she said lightly: "I can't sleep, I'll stand outside for a while."

Xiao Shengzi smiled, as if he saw through her thoughts: "Miss, are you worried about the general?"

Shen Bingning glanced at him out of the corner of her eye and pretended to be relaxed: "What does he have to worry about? I just drank too much tea and have a little insomnia."

"Yes, yes, Miss is right."

Xiao Shengzi was tactful and said no more, but just comforted her: "Miss, don't worry, the general is brave and good at fighting, he will be fine."