The besties traveled through the book together, and the prince and general became abandoned husbands

The man's voice was icy cold, and it sounded like a ghost behind him. When Xu Junjun heard the first word, her heart skipped a beat.

But when he heard the familiar voice, Xu Junjun immediately calmed down. Regardless of the sword tip still pressing against his skin, he turned around and looked coldly at the person who came.

"Old Madam Huo is in danger, and her safety is uncertain. But instead of stepping forward to save her, Major General Huo is threatening me, his helper. Isn't that ridiculous?"

The word "funny" rose in tone, and a hint of sarcasm appeared on Xu Junjun's mediocre face.

Huo Qiming stared at her intently, his face still cold:

"This general has never seen you before. Who are you?"

The person in front of him felt too familiar to him, but he had a completely unfamiliar face.

Huo Qiming's heart was filled with alarm. He thrust his sword forward, instantly cutting through the flesh on Xu Junjun's neck. Threads of blood oozed out from the wound.

Feeling the pain, Xu Junjun frowned, raised his eyes and glanced at the soldiers behind him, then looked at Huo Qiming, and suddenly kicked Huo Qiming in the crotch.

Huo Qiming stepped back with an ugly expression, dodging Xu Junjun's sneaky kick. His pair of black eyes were fixed on Xu Junjun like an eagle. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly felt a pain on his face.

With a crisp sound, Xu Junjun, who was approaching, slapped Huo Qiming loudly. Under Huo Qiming's murderous gaze, she clapped her hands and smiled:

"Okay, now we're even.

If you dare to do it again, don't blame me for not saving Madam Huo later."

Huo Qiming paused with his sword, glanced towards Deputy General Zhao, and saw that the battle was fierce. Many of his men were injured. He gritted his teeth and stopped fighting with Xu Junjun, then rushed forward with sword in hand.

With Huo Qiming joining in, the battle quickly became one-sided, and more and more Huns died. Huo Qiming separated a few Huns, took Madam Huo aside and settled her down, then turned back to fight.

Xu Junjun had been keeping an eye on Mrs. Huo. Seeing her being brought to a safe area by Huo Qiming, she hurried over.

After this ordeal, Mrs. Huo was in a state of disarray and dejected. She leaned against a cold stone and gasped for breath, looking at her grandson's brave figure fighting in the crowd, her face full of worry.

"Mrs. Huo."

Xu Junjun ran behind Madam Huo, helped her up and moved her to a safer place.

Mrs. Huo's legs and feet were numb, and her reaction became slower and slower. She was helped back several steps before she turned her head to look at the person who was helping her.

When Mrs. Huo saw Xu Junjun's ordinary, even ugly face, her expression paused. Looking at the person in front of her, for some reason, she felt a sense of closeness in her heart.

It was like meeting a younger member of the clan, so close as if we were connected by blood.

The mask could not fully show the person's true expression, so Mrs. Huo only saw a calm expression on Xu Junjun's face.

The only thing that attracted her attention was the unusually bright eyes of the person in front of her, and the genuine concern for her in those eyes.

While her grandson was still fighting the Huns in front, Mrs. Huo's anxiety disappeared completely and she became very curious about the person beside her.

"you are?"

The closest person in this world didn't recognize him. Xu Junjun endured the bitterness in his heart and explained in a male voice that had been changed by taking medicine:

"I am Jiang Xu from Yunzhou. I came here with Deputy General Zhao tonight to rescue you."

Mrs. Huo suddenly realized that her eyes, which were once clear, were now a little cloudy.

She patted the stranger in front of her who she felt a little close to, and thanked him sincerely:

"Thank you so much. If it weren't for you, I, an old woman, would have died here today."

Old Madam Huo was knocked unconscious and taken out of Liangzhou City. When she regained consciousness, she found that she was being carried away from Liangzhou by the Huns.

Although she did not argue fiercely with the Huns with words, she had already made up her mind that if she was captured by the Huns today, she would bite her tongue to commit suicide rather than give the Huns the opportunity to humiliate the Huo family.

Fortunately, they arrived tomorrow.

She only has a few days left to live.

Xu Junjun's eyes were hot. She held Mrs. Huo's arm tightly and looked at her temples, which were almost completely white. Her voice was slightly hoarse.

"Mrs. Huo is a lucky person, nothing will happen to her.

Even if we don't catch up with the Xiongnu this time, please protect yourself and we will find another way to rescue you."

Madam Huo smiled softly, her chest aching, and she coughed for a long time before slowly stopping:

"That being said, I already have a short time left. If I were to be captured by the Xiongnu, even if the Huo family committed suicide, they would not become a burden to the Great Sage."

Xu Junjun couldn't hold it any longer:

"No, God blesses you. Madam Huo will surely live a long life, surrounded by children and grandchildren, and stay healthy forever."

Only when she faced Mrs. Huo did Xu Junjun realize that every word in Jiang Yuanzhou's letter was true. However, after not seeing her for a year, Mrs. Huo seemed to have aged by ten years.

Her silver hair, sluggish pulse, and the stagnant breath when she spoke all made Xu Junjun feel heartbroken.

"I've lived a long life and experienced too many separations of life and death. I'd better follow the will of heaven."

After talking briefly with Xu Junjun, Mrs. Huo covered her chest and coughed painfully, her face turning red.

Xu Junjun quickly took out a porcelain bottle from his bosom, poured out a jade pill and fed it to her lips. After Mrs. Huo swallowed it, he patted her back, took her pulse, and whispered:

"Grandma, don't be anxious. Slow down your breathing and follow my rhythm.

Exhale...

Exhale...

Yes, that's it, breathe calmly and don't be anxious.

Take it easy. "

Under Xu Junjun's guidance, Mrs. Huo's chest discomfort gradually eased. She looked up at Xu Junjun, and doubts began to arise in her heart. She looked at her face carefully.

"Grandma, are you okay?"

After finishing the battle, Huo Qiming rushed over quickly with his long sword still dripping with blood. Seeing Xu Junjun supporting Old Madam Huo, he remembered her insidious kick just now and his face changed instantly.

“Ming’er, don’t worry, grandma is fine.

Thanks to the medicine this little brother brought, after taking it, grandma feels much better in her chest now."

medicine?

Huo Qiming looked at Xu Junjun. Does this guy really know medical skills?

The wind in the mountains was cold and the dew was heavy. Furthermore, so many people had died and there was still a lot of work to do. Old Madam Huo's health had been deteriorating. Huo Qiming thought for a moment and then squatted in front of her.

"Grandma, I will take you back to Liangzhou first."

Madam Huo hummed, then lay on Huo Qiming's back and looked at Xu Junjun:

"Brother Jiang, please come back to Liangzhou with us."

Jiang Xu's attire did not resemble that of a soldier at all. Seeing that it was pointless for him to stay here, Mrs. Huo invited him.

Glancing at Chen Liu and the others who were approaching, Xu Junjun saw that they were all covered in wounds, and nodded.

"That's fine. When we get to Liangzhou, let me borrow the old lady's house so I can bandage the wounds of a few servants."

Mrs. Huo naturally welcomed it:

"The General's Mansion is spacious enough. If you don't mind, Brother Jiang, you could stay for a few days and talk to me."

Huo Qiming frowned when he heard this, thinking that his grandmother was too defenseless towards others.

He hadn't even figured out the identity of the person in front of him, so how could he let him live in the general's mansion?

Huo Qiming was about to interrupt Madam Huo when he heard Xu Junjun say happily:

“When an elder invites me, I dare not refuse.

I, however, would be disrespectful to bother Madam Huo for a few days."

Huo Qiming's face darkened, he closed his open mouth, carried Mrs. Huo on his back and strode down the mountain.

Xu Junjun snorted and laughed behind him, not caring about Huo Qiming's rudeness, and quickly followed with Chen Liu and others.