Drunk King and Minister

The sky was faintly pale, and it was almost dawn.

Chen Qian's wound has been healed, he touched the silver armor on the table, and looked at the white belly in the sky with a somber expression.

Han Zigao had already cleaned up the bloody mess in the room, took away the blood-stained clothes, and at Chen Qian's request, brought back the black coat and snow-white coat he kept in the large sinking wooden cabinet.

Chen Qian quickly put on her middle coat, and tied her coat with a belt.

Han Zigao was a little worried: "You want to go to the battlefield yourself?"

"Yes." Chen Qian nodded, "Go back and rest. The number of wounded people has increased again in the past few days. You should work harder."

As Chen Qian said, she was about to get up and leave.

"Where are you going now?" Han Zigao couldn't help asking.

"Go to the city tower and take a look around." Chen Qian looked at Han Zigao's hesitant expression and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Han Zigao looked straight at himself and said firmly, "I'll be with you."

"On patrol? Okay." Chen Qian nodded, and grabbed the guns on the shelf beside her.

"No..." Han Zigao caught up with two steps and stopped in front of Chen Qian, "I mean, I want to go to the battlefield with you!"

Chen Qian's arm froze in mid-air.

He frowned, and looked at Han Zigao's arm: "But, your injury..."

Han Zigao hurriedly moved his left arm: "There is still it! Besides, how many of the brothers who killed the enemy on the battlefield were not injured! Zigao will not be a deserter!"

A trace of disapproval appeared on Chen Qian's face: "It depends on where the injury is. You injured your right arm, how do you use the sword? How do you kill the enemy? How do you protect yourself?"

Han Zigao didn't say a word, he drew out the blade moon sword and neatly drew several sword flowers.

The shadow of the sword is heavy, and the cold light is shining everywhere.

"I've practiced it." Han Zigao closed the way of swordsmanship, paused and added, "I know it."

Chen Qian still did not loosen her brows.

Seeing that Chen Qian was about to object, Han Zigao felt anxious and blurted out, "You have suffered such a serious injury! I will protect you by my side!"

Han Zigao said this sincerely.

He felt that Chen Qian was acting a little bit brave. Although the battle was tense, it was really dangerous to continue to lead the army to fight after being seriously injured.

Although Chen Qian's martial arts were good, no matter how good the martial arts were, they couldn't beat the crowd. What's more, Chen Qian was seriously injured.

Han Zigao was worried about Chen Qian.

Chen Qian must not have an accident, Changcheng County cannot do without Chen Qian, and all soldiers cannot do without Chen Qian.

Chen Qian looked at Han Zigao quietly. Zigao's cheeks were slightly flushed from excitement, and he looked at himself without moving his eyes. His left hand was holding the Moon Sword tightly, and even his knuckles were red.

Chen Qian felt that Han Zigao understood him very well. He seemed weak and harmless, but his stubbornness was actually more troublesome than himself.

I want to protect you.

Han Zigao's words lingered in Chen Qian's mind for a long time, and he suddenly realized that the young man in front of him had grown a lot before he knew it.

He is no longer the indifferent but harmless young man in Jiankang City; A boy who can't even hold a sword.

Before he knew it, Han Zigao began to emit light like a sharpened knife.

He knew in his heart that he couldn't always protect him, but he still couldn't help thinking about keeping him safe.

But now, he said so firmly that he must protect himself.This made Chen Qian unable to tell what she felt in her heart.

There are also joys and sorrows.

But there was one thing Chen Qian already understood.

This time, he won't stop him again.

Zigao is a swan, and he always wants to teach him to spread his wings and fly high.

Chen Qian didn't say anything for a long time, Han Zigao felt a little nervous, and was about to open his mouth to argue again, but he heard Chen Qian's slightly low voice: "Yes."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and patted Han Zigao's shoulder: "Let's go."

The sky at this time is not bright, and the autumn in Changcheng County is always wet and cold, and it is even cooler now.

Han Zigao followed closely behind Chen Qian two meters away.

Chen Qian strode around the place where everyone was stationed, and then walked towards the tower.

The streets in Changcheng County are very empty, and the occasional pedestrians are also in a hurry.The soldiers who came across patrolling along the way stood upright and shouted "General!"Then he watched Chen Qian leave.

"The common people have all gone away." Chen Qian sighed slightly with a look of disappointment on her face.

Han Zigao looked at Chen Qian's back. The back was tall and strong, and the silver armor was cold, but at the moment it looked a little desolate.

Chen Qian is blaming herself?

"If I hadn't caused my uncle and Wang Sengbian to start another war, they wouldn't have been displaced." Chen Qian swept her eyes across the closed dusty doors on both sides, and closed her eyes.

Han Zigao was silent, and also glanced at the closed door.

"But..." Han Zigao looked in the direction of Bei Qi, "If you don't lose your home right now, sooner or later, the country will be destroyed! Didn't you say that sometimes, sacrifice is necessary, for a better result."

Chen Qian also looked in the direction of Bei Qi after hearing the words.

He laughed at himself in relief.

I was actually a prisoner just now.

"Of course." He hooked his lips into a smile, and walked towards the tower with big strides.

The wind on the tower was a bit strong, blowing the hem of Han Zigao's clothes.Here, you can see the camp where Du Jun is stationed in the distance.

"How about Du Tai?" Han Zigao followed Chen Qian's gaze to look at Du Jun's garrison.

Chen Qian touched the cool railing on the city tower: "Eager for quick success, Shu Zier."

Han Zigao choked when he heard that.

Chen Qian smiled softly: "It's different from you."

"I just took advantage of this. Since he wants to annihilate him in one fell swoop, I'll have fun with him." Chen Qian said, remembering something, and turned to look at Zigao, "Last time the fire burned Du Jun who came from the thorns." , I want to credit you for saving me from the knife, and for another credit. It's a pity you didn't see Du Tai's stingy and frantic appearance."

"Zigao dare not." Han Zigao was taken aback.

How dare he take credit for Chen Qian's kindness to him.

"You deserve it." Chen Qian nodded, her eyes darkened.

He smiled again, raised his sword eyebrows lightly: "Let's go, I'll take you to a good show today."

The wind passed through the top of the tower, rustling.