Lin Yiwan turned a deaf ear to him, grabbed his arm and dragged him up.

Fang Qingshan couldn't use any strength at all and could only anxiously turn red in the face and neck.

In the end, her strength was too little, and she could only pull him out a little bit.

Fang Qingshan was immediately discouraged: "Yiwan, let go, I don't want to drag you down!"

Lin Yiwan frowned and shouted angrily, "Shut up! If you say anything discouraging again, I'll seal your mouth with a silver needle!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Qingshan felt the mud beneath him begin to flow.

He shouted anxiously: "Retreat quickly, retreat quickly!"

Lin Yiwan lost her balance and was dragged directly into the vortex of mud.

"Bang!" Fang Qingshan didn't know where he got the strength from, he rushed out and grabbed her slender wrist.

Lin Yiwan immediately revealed a bitter smile: "Now it's my turn, will my brother abandon me?"

Fang Qingshan immediately replied: "Absolutely not!"

Without further hesitation, he used the rope to drag Lin Yiwan out of the mud.

The two men sat in the mud up to their knees, each with a look of relief on their faces at having survived the disaster.

It was easier to go up further. Apart from slipping a few times, there was no more life-threatening danger.

Soon Fang Qingshan saw the camp tents on the top of the mountain. He said in surprise, "Yiwan, we really climbed up Xiliang Mountain!"

A complex expression flashed across Lin Yiwan's eyes. Yes, she almost lost her life halfway up the mountain.

Fortunately, God will not let down those who work hard!

Thinking that Zhan Yan was still waiting for her to save him, she dared not delay any longer.

After finally climbing to the top of the mountain, I saw many soldiers running hurriedly towards the tents in the middle.

Her whole body stiffened. Could something have happened to Zhan Yan?

She quickly pulled Fang Qingshan and quietly mixed into Yan's army, and saw Ying Hun and Ying Yi standing there with serious expressions.

Zuo Guangyao glared at them angrily: "What are you two still insisting on? Now that the Marquis is unconscious, you are going to watch him die?"

Shadow Soul was the first to explain: "Before he fell into a coma, the Marquis had said that he would never do anything to let his wife down, even if it meant death!"

Zuo Guangyao angrily pointed at Yinghun's nose and cursed, "You are confused! The Marquis is not in his right mind, are you confused too? Which is more important, the woman who lives in peace and comfort in the Marquis' mansion, or the Marquis' life?"

Yinghun stiffened his neck and retorted, "Madam, she's not enjoying a peaceful life. She's worried about the Marquis. She and the Marquis have a very good relationship!"

Zuo Guangyao interrupted without hesitation: "Bah! If she was really worried about the Marquis, she should have stayed by his side instead of letting him fall into the crisis alone and doing nothing about it!"

Yinghun didn't answer him, but looked at Old Han standing next to him: "Apart from women, is there really no other way to treat the Marquis's illness?"

Old Han frowned and sighed: "Please forgive my incompetence!"

Han Mengyan, who was wearing a veil, spoke sadly: "For the life of the Marquis, I can also disregard my status. I just hope to save him. After all, he is the God of War of our dynasty. The court needs him, and the people need him too!"

The words were sincere and touching.

Zuo Guangyao spoke first: "Look, Miss Meng is very sensible. She only wants to save the Marquis' life. What about you two? You are blocking him outside, intending to let him die, right?"

Yinghun and Yingyi quickly denied it: "We didn't!"

Zuo Guangyao stepped forward and started to shove them: "Since you don't have any, then quickly get out of the way. Now only Miss Meng can help the Marquis and save his life!"

As soon as he finished speaking, many Yan soldiers stepped forward to block Yinghun and Yingyi, preventing them from escaping.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Old Han quickly winked at Han Mengyan.

Without hesitation, she rushed into the tent.

However, a figure was faster and grabbed her collar by the back of her neck and lifted her up.

He shouted angrily, "How dare you trespass into Marquis Zhan Yi's camp? What are you thinking?"

Han Mengyan's feet suddenly left the ground and were suspended in the air, and her face turned pale with fright.

She demanded sharply, "Who are you? Do you know who I am? How dare you arrest me?"

Zuo Guangyao also reacted immediately. He frowned and stared at Fang Qingshan, who was covered in mud and whose appearance was completely unrecognizable. He said, "Come here, quickly catch the spy!"

Fang Qingshan raised his hand and threw Han Mengyan on him, knocking him back several steps.

He sneered, "Why? In your eyes, Zuo Guangyao, am I Fang Qingshan a spy?"

Zuo Guangyao finally managed to stand still. He asked in shock, "It's General Fang! How did you get up the mountain?"

Fang Qingshan wanted to say that he came with Lin Yiwan, but she was no longer in sight, so he stopped talking.

His towering figure blocked the entrance to the tent and said, "From now on, I'm in charge of this place. No one is allowed to enter without permission. Otherwise, don't blame me for breaking her legs!"

Before Zuo Guangyao could say anything, Han Mengyan became dissatisfied.

She glared with bloodshot eyes and said, "Marquis Zhan Yi is on the verge of death, and you're not letting anyone into his tent. Are you deliberately trying to kill him?"

This sentence aroused the anger of all the Yan army. They shouted, "Get out of the way! Let Miss Meng go in and treat the Marquis!"

Fang Qingshan's cold eyes swept over everyone: "Is her medical skill better than that of Madam Hou, Lin Yiwan?"

A hint of impatience flashed in Zuo Guangyao's eyes. He didn't understand why Fang Qingshan suddenly mentioned the Marquis's wife.

That woman, she's not here again!

He interrupted angrily: "No matter how great her medical skills are, she is in the capital, Zhan Yihou's mansion. Far water can't quench her immediate thirst!"

He paused for a moment and then spoke again: "It is Miss Meng who is devoted to the Yan army, and she doesn't care about status. Such an excellent and gentle woman is the virtuous wife of our Marquis!"

Han Mengyan said tearfully, "Thank you for your appreciation of me, Deputy General Zuo. I only hope to save the life of our War God. I am willing to endure any injustice. Everything, everything is just for him!"

She spoke sincerely and hoped to get Fang Qingshan's support.

However, not only was he not moved, he even said disdainfully: "If you really don't care about status, why would you let so many people come to support you?"

"You!" Han Mengyan's eyes turned red with anger.

She quickly looked at the left deputy general beside her and said, "Since General Fang said so, I am being sentimental. I will withdraw with my adoptive father and will no longer inquire about the Marquis's condition!"

After saying that, she saluted Zuo Guangyao, turned around and left quickly.

Old Han also followed her. He whispered to comfort her, "Meng'er, this is a brilliant move. You're retreating to advance. After all, you're the only woman in this army. They can only ask you to save Zhan Yan's life!"

Han Mengyan's lips curled up slightly in mockery, and she couldn't help but murmur in a low voice: "It won't be long before they beg me to go back!"

She's waiting!

However, no matter how slowly she walked, she still did not receive any call.

Until a cheer came from behind: "The Marquis is awake!"

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