A piece of Japanese incense

"To answer Miss, they are all cowards who are greedy for life and afraid of death. They are not worth mentioning." The bearded man replied.

He Feng lowered his eyes and asked nonchalantly, "How many people escaped? Have the people in your group been punished?"

The bearded man replied tremblingly: "Your Highness, I have been punished."

"Then why are the two of them safe and sound, kneeling here?"

"Yes... they were just captured and haven't been punished yet." The bearded man wiped the sweat from his forehead, turned around and waved his hand, and the two men were taken out.

Zhi Yihe heard the sound of boards outside the tent and the two people screaming in pain. She glanced at He Feng and saw that his brows were knitted together and he was impatiently fiddling with the jade ring on his hand. She didn't dare to speak easily, so she had to sit aside silently.

"Since it is the first time to escape, the 100 strokes of the cane will be enough. If it is the second time, the person will be strangled immediately, and the rest of the soldiers will be punished with two years of hard labor. If a deserter is not recovered, he will be beheaded in public after seven days, and his parents, wife, children, and brothers will also be executed..."

Zhi Yihe listened to Hefeng giving orders with a serious face, which was completely different from his usual smiling image. She thought that maybe she didn't know this person completely.

The sound of hitting outside suddenly stopped.

"Are you done with the beating? One hundred lashes! He must be beaten to pieces! After all, they are Xiger's fellow villagers. Why don't we go and see them?" Zhi Yihe had an idea and walked out of the tent under the pretext of going out for some fresh air.

She asked around to find the location of the two men's tent, but every soldier was hesitant. After finally getting to the outside of the tent, they made excuses and were unwilling to let her in. She found it even more strange, so she resolutely broke in despite being stopped.

Although both of them were lying prone, their faces were as rosy as usual, and they didn't look like they had just been beaten a hundred times. Zhi Yihe didn't think twice and pulled back the quilts. Both of them were neatly dressed, and not only was there blood on their buttocks, but even their clothes were intact.

The two men rolled off the bed and fell to the ground, crying and kowtowed to Zhi Yihe. More than ten people rushed in from outside and also knelt down to beg for mercy.

Zhi Yihe was surrounded by the crowd. She looked down at them in disbelief: "You...you are too bold."

"Please have mercy, young lady!"

"It was all my idea! If you want to kill me, kill me!"

"What does it have to do with you? Don't beg for mercy. I acted on my own initiative..."

"Miss, don't listen to them. Just tie me up and hand me over to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

"Brother Bao, I am the only one who has not yet reached the age of twenty. I will die sooner or later anyway, so why not just capture me?"

They were arguing back and forth, making Zhiyi feel overwhelmed. She shouted, "Shut up!"

The tent fell silent immediately. Zhi Yihe randomly pointed to a person and asked, "Let me ask you, why are you protecting them? Aren't you afraid of being discovered?"

Everyone looked at each other, and no one dared to speak.

Zhi Yihe helplessly spread his hands and said, "Forget it. For Xi Ge'er's sake, I can keep it a secret for you. Just don't be a deserter in the future, so as not to implicate your family and brothers in the army. It will not be worth it."

"Thank you, miss! Thank you, miss!" Liu Xiang and Liu Shui kowtowed repeatedly like pounding garlic.

Zhi Yihe quickly helped the two of them up: "Come on! Come on! Don't knock it! I came here to see your injuries. Since you are fine, I will go back. Don't worry! I will keep it a secret."

Zhi Yihe was about to leave when he heard the sound of wind outside the tent.

"Ah He! I've told you several times that there are only men in the tent, why are you running around..." He Feng complained as he rushed in. He looked at the soldiers kneeling on the ground, and then saw Liu Xiang and Liu Shui. He immediately understood what was going on. He angrily ordered, "Come here! Take them all out and execute them!"

Zhi Yihe hurriedly pleaded for mercy, but He Feng turned a deaf ear to him and immediately shouted angrily: "What are you still standing there for! Behead them all!"

Zhi Yihe was at a loss for a moment, her eyes full of fear, she grabbed He Feng's arm, trying to make him take back his order, but He Feng resolutely pulled her out of the tent.

"Brothers! Instead of living in fear every day, why not let this kid rebel now! I see that the prince doesn't have many guards with him, so why not kidnap him and escape? If we run into the Yan family army, we can hand over the prince, which will also be a great achievement!"

"This brother is right! If we stay in this barracks any longer, we might disappear without a trace before we can go to the battlefield to make achievements. It's better to fight our way out and find a way to survive!"

I don't know who started it, but the morale of the soldiers was boosted and a group of them rushed forward. Hefeng's guards were on the verge of a showdown with the rebels.

"How dare you! You actually rebel!"

"Rebel if you want! If you want to live, follow me and kill me!"

The two sides started fighting, brandishing their weapons and fighting fiercely. Some soldiers were hacked to the ground, groaning in pain; others hacked and killed frantically, not even noticing the blood splattering on their faces. There were shouts and neighs from the horses, and there was chaos.

Hefeng held Zhi Yihe's hand and walked calmly out of the military camp. At this time, several agile masked assassins rushed out from the side like a gust of wind. The leader flashed in front of Zhi Yihe, and the sword light was cold, and the sharp blade was already on her neck.

Zhi Yihe was about to shout when her eyes met the masked man's pupils. She unexpectedly recognized that this was the man who had shown surprise when he saw her when she asked about Liu Xiang's tent before.

The masked men quickly gathered together, and Hefeng's guards protected them in the center like an iron wall, watching the masked men eagerly, and the two sides confronted each other.

"Let her go!" He Feng frowned and spoke in a sharp tone.

"Don't move! If anyone acts rashly, her life will be in danger!" the masked man warned.

Zhi Yihe roughly guessed their identities and followed the masked men without changing his expression.

The person holding her hostage whispered in her ear: "Young Master, please do not panic. We will not harm you in the slightest."

After hearing his words, Zhi Yihe was completely relieved. She nodded and decided to leave with them.

The people behind her clenched their swords tightly, the veins on the hilts protruding, and the masked people stared at the opposite side, their eyes full of vigilance and hostility. Everyone was like a taut bowstring, leaning forward slightly, ready to fight for their lives at any time.

Hefeng held the hilt of the sword tightly with one hand and raised the other hand high, ready to give the order to attack at any time.

Zhi Yihe saw that the archers on the high ground had already put their arrows on the bowstrings, with the arrows pointing directly at them. She immediately acted terrified: "Your Highness! We know each other after all, don't be impulsive! Whatever they say is true! Saving my life is the most important thing!"

He Feng leaned forward anxiously, but was firmly protected by the general in front of him. The general said lightly: "She is just a woman! She can die if she wants, but how can she threaten His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!" As soon as he finished speaking, he was about to give orders.

"No!"

"No!"

Hefeng and Zhiyihe shouted in unison.

Zhi Yihe took a deep breath and said, "Hefeng! You still have a conscience. The army is in chaos now. Don't worry about me. We will meet in the next life." She said and closed her eyes.

"Ah He!" He Feng shouted, "I will definitely keep you safe! What are your conditions? As long as you let her go, I will do whatever it takes!"

Zhi Yihe raised her eyes slightly and stared into his dazed eyes, struggling internally, unable to decide whether she should leave him.

However, she soon put this hesitation behind her. Her grandmother, father, Yutuan, and so many other relatives were waiting for her to rescue them. Siqi's condition also required urgent treatment. If she missed this opportunity, she didn't know how long she would have to wait.

Just as she made up her mind, the masked man successfully negotiated with Hefeng and exchanged for several horses.

Zhi Yihe mounted the horse. This time her farewell with Hefeng was exactly the same as last time, but this time, she couldn't help feeling a little reluctant.

She turned her head to look at Hefeng one last time, only to see him quickly riding his horse after her.

Zhi Yihe looked at the sword still on his neck, hardened his heart, cut his palm, and let the blood remain on the ground.

"Little Lord!"

"The horses they gave us are definitely not good ones. I'm afraid we will be caught up soon. I am the only one injured, and he dare not act rashly for my safety." Zhi Yihe responded.

"Ceramic! They really have slowed down!"

Although Zhi Yihe was touched, he still resolutely pulled out a hairpin from his head and stabbed it hard into the horse's body.

The horse was hurt by the thorn, let out a long neigh, and ran away wildly in an instant.