Famine and exile: I brought the Spirit Spring to save the entire Marquis's mansion.

Despite this thought, Shin-Snow was still uneasy.

She still remembered Yan Meng's words: "A promise between two families must be kept!"

But why did he say that just now?

Are we going to do something very dangerous?

Tang Long left Crescent Moon Manor heartbroken.

The servant immediately went to report.

Upon hearing this, Xin Yuerong also had some doubts.

"Is Yan Meng really faking it? A broken arm shouldn't make him that weak, right? He can lift a lion with one hand!"

Xing Hui: "Master, it's impossible to lift a hundred-pound lion with one hand, unless he's not human."

Uh, let's not take this so seriously!

Xingbi said, "Whether he was real or faking it, the young lady believed it and felt very sorry for him."

That means he likes Yan Meng!

Crescent Moon smiled.

Fu'er has good taste.

Another subordinate reported, "Master, the young lady has sent two men to follow General Yan."

After a while, another report came: "Master, General Yan has fallen off his horse, and the young lady has passed by."

Xin Yuerong became increasingly puzzled: "I need to see a doctor to see if it's a real illness or something else."

"Feng You brought him to our inn and had a doctor examine him. The doctor said that it was an evil spirit entering his body that caused him to faint."

Really?

Why doesn't she believe it?

He was full of energy and strong and steady just a moment ago. In her experience, a man like that is as solid as an iron bull.

Even if riddled with arrows and turned into a hedgehog, he might still be able to finish his last words before dying.

Such a minor injury or pain, oh well~~

"Never mind, as long as my daughter likes it, who cares if it's a lion or a cat!"

……

Inn.

Yan Meng, who was in a coma, started talking nonsense.

And what he was muttering was...

New Snowflake hurriedly covered his mouth.

"Doctor, may you please leave now?"

"Yes, yes, young lady, the medicine is here. Please feed it to this...hero. If it doesn't work in a short time, then wipe his body with warm water..."

Xin Xuefu shuddered, her cheeks burning.

"I understand! Get out!"

As soon as the doctor left, Xin Xuefu immediately put down her hands and frantically rubbed herself.

Looking at Yan Meng again, his lips were burning red and still twitching.

She was both angry and ashamed. She stood up and was about to leave, but stopped halfway there.

"Fu'er..." another murmur.

Shin-Snowflake's heart skipped a beat.

She didn't feel anything when others shouted like that, but when Yan Meng shouted like that, she always felt a burning heat in his voice.

Thinking of how he risked his life to save her, she went to the bedside again, picked up the medicine bowl, and fed him the medicine.

Because of his lack of cooperation, half of the drink was poured out and spilled onto his clothes and neck.

She struggled for a long time, but still managed to unbutton his clothes.

She had seen Yan Meng's body before; that time, it gave her nightmares for three consecutive days.

She always dreams of a tiger chasing her, and when it catches up, it turns into a naked man.

Covered in mud from head to toe, yet one spot remained defiantly exposed.

My face was burning up.

The clothes were taken off, revealing the man's strong, bulging upper body and rows of muscles.

His skin was tanned, healthy yet wild.

It seemed as if it could leap up at any moment and unleash the power of a wild beast.

It's hard to imagine that someone like this would collapse here and need someone to take care of them.

However, he also had many knife scars on his body.

The wound on her arm was freshly inflicted, and now bright red blood was seeping from under the white cloth.

The shock turned into heart pain.

She reapplied the medicine to the man and bandaged him up.

Then he wrung out a handkerchief and wiped himself haphazardly, not noticing that he had soaked his waistband.

After wiping it once, she covered it with a blanket, looking somewhat lost and dejected.

Let's stop here.

She then arranged for someone else to take care of her.

"Brother Meng, please don't come to Luoling again, I beg you."

"..." Yan Meng muttered something.

"What did you say?"

"..."

Yan Meng seemed to be in great pain and anxious, his brows furrowed deeply as he kept talking.

Xin Xuefu leaned closer and asked, "Brother Meng, are you feeling unwell?"

When the warm, sweet breath touched the man's face, he suddenly opened his eyes, his mind still somewhat hazy.

Then, he suddenly kissed those alluring pink lips that were so close to his.

For a moment, Shin-Shu-Fu's mind went completely blank.

A moment later, the act of fleeing was entirely instinctive.

A resolute and unyielding male voice came from behind: "Fu'er! Wait for me to propose marriage!"

Yan Meng's eyes were clear and bright, showing no sign of illness.

He is now completely certain that Shin-Shufu has fallen for him!

Touching her lips, she thought about the sensation she had just felt.

It's as soft as the tofu pudding made by the matriarch.

It also carries the fragrance of flowers.

He took a deep breath, his chest muscles throbbing, and he pressed down hard on the raging fire within him.

"This woman...is poisonous!"

A deadly poison that bewitches the heart!

Once touched, one is trapped and cannot escape.

After swallowing the pill, the redness on his face quickly faded completely.

Hmph, he won't be so polite next time he comes!

……

From Beiyu City, an army of 200,000 set off for the capital.

One hundred thousand men were left to defend the city.

The people lined the streets to see them off, and the procession lasted for half a day.

Seven days later, the smoke signals for war were raised.

The northern Mongol barbarians mobilized the entire nation, gathering an army of 500,000, and besieged the city.

General Wu Gaoda, who was defending the city, led his troops to resist.

This time, the Northern Mongol army was like a madman, incredibly fierce.

As the wind rose, the enormous spherical object slowly ascended into the sky.

Those caught up in the fierce battle were completely unaware that the enemy had already floated above their heads by the time they noticed.

The raging oil poured down, turning the area into a sea of ​​fire.

However, the northern Mongols pressed on relentlessly, determined to breach the city gates in one fell swoop.

Just as the Dongyang army was suffering repeated defeats, Huo Chang'an, who should have already marched a hundred miles south, appeared and led his elite troops out, cutting a bloody path and heading straight for the enemy general.

"Huo Chang'an, you didn't leave!" Ri Buhe shouted.

"You're not dead, how dare I leave!"

"Ha, let's see if you can even survive today!"

The two engaged in a fierce battle.

Sang Ning stood on the city wall, watching the battle through binoculars.

The Northern Mongols have a natural advantage in physical strength, and their ordinary soldiers can fight against the three men from Dongyang.

Even though the fierce fire and oil decimated the enemy's forces, they still held a significant numerical advantage.

Huo Chang'an was trapped among the enemy troops and could no longer be seen.

Sang Ning was heartbroken and distressed.

No, this can't go on.

According to the elder brother's calculations, their plan was to attack from both the front and the rear, and there was a high possibility that imperial troops would also arrive from the rear.

This must be resolved quickly!

She turned and went downstairs.

"Fourth Aunt!"

A little person followed behind.

"I'll help you."

Jintang's eyes were clear and bright, as if he could see through her thoughts.

"No, Jintang, don't touch those things anymore."

Sang Ning never truly dared to give up making explosives; it was the final weapon that could turn the tide and save everyone.

Therefore, she always had people prepare the materials so that she could make it at any time.

Furthermore, she also had doubts in her heart.

The materials used to make the explosives were not brought from the modern world; sulfur, charcoal, and saltpeter were all naturally present in this world.

At most, she can only allow one combination of elements to appear ahead of time. Can't she even produce a clever ancient person?

Wang Mang in history also had many progressive ideas, making people wonder if he was a time traveler!

Therefore, she couldn't disregard the lives of so many people just because of Huo Chang'an's speculation.

However, if there truly is divine retribution, she can bear it alone.

We must not drag Jintang into this again.

"Listen to me, Jintang, go back quickly."

"No, Fourth Aunt, if you don't let me go, I will do it myself."

“Jintang, why are you disobeying me? This could have bad consequences later,” Sang Ning said sternly.

Jintang didn't back down at all: "That's just a possibility. But we have to do it now, don't we? Because many, many people will die."

"Does Fourth Aunt want to go on this dangerous journey alone, to put our Huo family in an unjust position?"