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He Chaoye strode around to Xiang Huaiyue and looked down at her.

Xiang Huaiyue's hair was messy at her temples, with a few strands scattered on her snow-white collarbone, making her look stunning and beautiful.

He Chaoye's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he raised his hand to pin the hairpin in her hair, and said calmly, "Walk slowly, don't lose it again."

Xiang Huaiyue raised her hand to support her hairpin and came back to her senses. "Thank you."

She picked up her pace again to keep up, but perhaps because she was a little flustered, her steps became even more disorderly.

He twisted his ankle and fell to the side.

He Chaoye took a step forward and caught her steadily. "Your Highness, didn't I tell you to walk slower? Did you forget about it right after you heard it?"

Xiang Huaiyue was very upset and didn't want to argue with him, let alone talk.

She lowered her eyes and head as a way of saying thank you, then continued to follow.

He Chaoye saw that she was running around in a mess and was in danger of falling, so he pinched his aching eyebrows and picked her up by the waist.

Xiang Huaiyue's eyes suddenly showed a hint of surprise, "Why are you holding me? Put me down!"

He Chaoye raised his eyes and looked straight ahead, revealing only his cold jawline.

After a while, they returned to the tent.

Several military doctors are stopping the bleeding and treating the injuries of Duan Yian and Chi Feiwan.

When Xiang Huaiyue took a closer look, many shocking wounds came into view.

The wounds on their arms were deep, and their white clothes were soaked with blood.

When the wind blows, it brings a fishy smell.

It was the first time that Xiang Huaiyue had seen such a bloody scene. His eyebrows drooped slightly and his fingertips clenched.

He Chaoye blocked her view, his eyes lowered, "The scene is too bloody to watch, Your Highness, please return."

"No..." Before Xiang Huaiyue could finish her words, the sticky smell of blood penetrated her nose and made her stomach feel uncomfortable.

The temperature in He Chaoye's eyes was colder than snow. He stared at her for a moment, then put his arms around her waist, picked her up, and strode out.

Xiang Huaiyue frowned, "He Chaoye, put me down!"

"Your Highness, please stop talking." He Chaoye glanced at her calmly and said, "Your noise is hurting my ears."

Xiang Huaiyue fell silent immediately: "..."

He Chaoye carried her back to another tent and turned to leave.

Xiang Huaiyue suddenly grabbed his fingertips and said, "If they are no longer in danger, you must inform me immediately."

He Chaoye only felt his fingertips slightly warm, and he pressed the corners of his eyes lightly downwards and said "hmm".

He turned and left the tent.

The biting cold wind blew in my face, but I could still feel her warmth on my fingertips.

He Chaoye lowered his eyes to take a look, then turned and entered another tent.

Several military doctors have stopped the bleeding from Chi Feiwan's wound.

She didn't have many wounds on her body, only two, so it didn't take much time or effort.

But Duan Yian is different.

There were more than ten knife wounds on his body, each of which was very deep and blood was constantly oozing out.

The military doctor used many hemostatic drugs but to no avail.

Seeing He Chaoye coming, Doctor Chen stepped forward and knelt down, saying tremblingly, "General, I'm afraid he's in great danger."

He Chaoye's eyes turned slightly cold, and he said solemnly, "Her Royal Highness the Princess orders you to rescue him. Those who disobey will be punished by military law."

Several military doctors lowered their eyes and said in unison, "We will do our utmost to live up to Her Royal Highness's trust."

The guards came and went, carrying a basin of blood down and then bringing back clean water.

The scene fell into chaos for a while.

He Chaoye had a stern expression. He had fought in many battles and seen many injured soldiers.

This is the first time I have seen half a pound of hemostatic medicine used but still unable to stop the bleeding.

I guess the man tried his best to protect his wife, otherwise his wife would not have been stabbed only twice.

If the man is powerless to change the situation, what will happen to his wife?

Through them, He Chaoye suddenly thought of the past when his mother lost his father and raised him alone with great difficulty.

He stood to one side, lowering his narrow and long phoenix eyes to hide the loneliness in them.

After half a cup of tea, several military doctors finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"General, we have stopped his bleeding, but his injuries are serious and he is not yet out of danger. We will use expensive medicinal herbs to treat him. Whether he can survive depends on his own luck."

He Chaoye nodded slowly, "Thank you."

Doctor Chen looked troubled. "Although the girl's injuries were not serious, she..."

After hearing his next words, He Chaoye's eyes darkened and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

As soon as several military doctors left, Xiang Huaiyue came in.

Did she hear everything?

He Chaoye's dark eyes locked onto her, and he asked calmly, "Have you, Princess, been guarding outside this entire time?"

Xiang Huaiyue did not deny it. When she arrived at Chi Feiwan's bed, she sat down, her eyes full of heartache.

Wanwan, you must wake up quickly.

I still have a lot to ask you.

We finally get together in ancient times, so we can’t just leave without saying goodbye.

Xiang Huaiyue's gaze fell on He Chaoye. "This tent smells too strong of blood. Can you get her a new tent?"

"There are not many tents." He Chaoye said concisely.

"Then let Wanwan go to my tent." Xiang Huaiyue said without hesitation.

He Chaoye lowered his eyes for a few moments, then suddenly asked her, "Princess, do you think she would want to separate from her husband?"

Xiang Huaiyue was suddenly speechless.

What he said makes sense.

When the guards rescued them, the two of them were hugging each other tightly, you can imagine how loving they were.

After several conversations, He Chaoye couldn't tell whether she had listened to the military doctor's words, so he had to give up the test.

As dusk fell, the sky was filled with rosy clouds, and a few rays of afterglow also shone into the tent.

Xiang Huaiyue leaned on the edge of the couch, drowsy.

She found herself almost asleep, raised her hands and pinched her cheeks twice, mumbling, "I can't sleep, I can't sleep..."

He Chaoye came in from outside and saw this scene.

His gaze paused for a moment, and as he came to her side, he said calmly, "It's getting late, Your Highness, you should go back to your tent and rest."

Xiang Huaiyue's eyes were glued to her pale face, and she pursed her lips, "I want to wait for Wanwan to wake up."

He Chaoye's expression turned slightly cold, and he said in a low voice, "Your Highness, are you trying to burn yourself out so that she won't be able to see you when she wakes up?"

Apparently, his words worked.

Xiang Huaiyue took a deep breath and slowly stood up.

She looked back every few steps, looking at Chi Feiwan reluctantly.

Suddenly, Chi Feiwan, who was lying on the couch, slowly opened his eyes.

Xiang Huaiyue immediately rushed over and exclaimed, "Wanwan, you're awake!"

Chi Feiwan's vision gradually cleared up. When he saw her, a hint of suspicion spread across his face. "Girl, do we know each other?"

Xiang Huaiyue's smile froze on her face, and her breathing stagnated. "I am Xiang Huaiyue, your Yue'er, don't you remember me?"

Chi Feiwan tried hard to recall, but couldn't remember anything, and shook his head slightly.

Xiang Huaiyue's hope was almost extinguished, and her heart gradually sank.

How could this be?

Why doesn’t Wanwan recognize her?

Could it be that the woman in front of her only looked like Wanwan, and even had the same name, but was not actually the Wanwan she knew in modern times?

Xiang Huaiyue couldn't accept this result. She frowned and tears fell.

He Chaoye had a calm expression, showing no emotion. He moved his lips but said nothing.

Chi Feiwan suddenly sat up on the bed and said, "I want to go find my husband..."

The wound on her arm was bleeding, seeping through the gauze and glaring.

Xiang Huaiyue stopped her and whispered softly, "Your husband hasn't woken up yet. He's lying across from you. When he wakes up, I'll help you go see him."

"I want to go see him..." Chi Feiwan couldn't help but burst into tears when he thought of the dozen sword wounds he had suffered.

Xiang Huaiyue couldn't persuade her, and finally helped her to Duan Yian's bed.

Duan Yian lay quietly on the couch. He had become much thinner, his face was pale without a trace of blood, and he looked extremely weak.

Chi Feiwan's eyes were red, and the light in them suddenly shattered, "Husband, you must wake up, we still have to go home together..."

Xiang Huaiyue had a very low tear point and could not bear to see this sad situation, so she turned around and covered her face and cried.

But she didn't dare let herself cry out loud and bit her lower lip tightly.

He Chaoye looked at her body trembling slightly, his expression changed slightly, and handed her a handkerchief.

Xiang Huaiyue was silent for a moment, then reached out to take it, wiped away her tears, and said softly, "Wanwan, he will definitely wake up, don't worry."

Chi Feiwan seemed to be unable to hear anything and tears fell down.

After a while, his clothes were soaked with tears.

Xiang Huaiyue frowned slightly and advised softly, "You should take care of yourself now and don't cry. He definitely doesn't want to see you like this. He will be heartbroken."

Chi Feiwan was stunned. He raised his hand to wipe away his tears and choked out a sob, "He is already tired enough. I can't let him feel sad. I... I won't cry anymore."

Xiang Huaiyue's heart was hurt. She was so sensible that it made people feel distressed.

At the right moment, Mo Fei entered the tent and said, "

"General, we have discovered the whereabouts of the Seventh Prince, but he is unwilling to return with us and has even threatened to die. We dare not act rashly, so we have returned to report this to you. What should we do now?"

Xiang Huaiyue looked up at him and said with a hint of joy in her voice, "Have you found my seventh brother? Take me to him quickly!"

"Your Highness, please stay in the tent." He Chaoye said, "After all, you brought them back. You stay here and look after them. I will take people to bring back the Seventh Prince."

Xiang Huaiyue: "General, didn't you hear what Mo Fei said? Seventh Brother doesn't want to come back with them, and it will be the same if you go. Perhaps I can bring him back if I go."

He Chaoye narrowed his eyes and sneered repeatedly, "Your Highness, you are too confident in yourself. If the Seventh Prince doesn't want to return, can you change him by going there?"

"If I can't, how can you?" Xiang Huaiyue's expression darkened, and his tone was filled with impatience.

He must be crazy.

Isn't it annoying to argue with her every chance you get?

Besides, with so many guards here, why should she stay here to guard Wanwan?

He Chaoye looked surprised, his voice extremely dull, "Your Highness the Princess once promised me something, and you forgot it in the blink of an eye?"

Xiang Huaiyue's heart tightened and he couldn't utter a word.

She had indeed promised He Chaoye that she would obey his orders once she left the general's mansion.

After a while, Xiang Huaiyue turned his head away and snorted coldly, "If you can't bring back Seventh Brother, don't come begging me!"

He Chaoye remained silent and turned away.

Mo Fei followed closely behind.

Chi Feiwan raised his eyes to meet hers, his expression slightly startled, "Are you a princess?"

"Well, I am Princess Yongle of the Western Kingdom."

Chi Feiwan had heard that Princess Yongle of the Western Kingdom was arrogant and indifferent to the world, indulging in licentiousness, and causing dissatisfaction among the people.

But she didn't realize that the princess in front of her was the same as the rumors outside!

Is it a rumor?

Xiang Huaiyue suddenly pursed her lips and smiled, "You think I'm not as the rumors say?"

Chi Feiwan was slightly stunned. "Princess, how do you know what I'm thinking?"

"I guessed it from your expression." Xiang Huaiyue paused slightly and said, "From now on, just call me Yue'er. Regardless of whether you are the Wanwan I know or not, I still want to be friends with you."

Chi Feiwan suddenly recalled the past, her eyes brightening. "Zhizhi called me Wanwan as soon as she saw me, saying we were friends for many years. You haven't known me for a long time, have you?"

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PS: I updated 5,000 words today. Hehe, I got stuck here. Will there be a baby hitting me? I ran away with a pot lid on my head.