Three poisons

Later I heard that on that day, General Huo led the [-] troops who had finished their reorganization down the mountain like a tiger, and rushed forward.

When the army entered the camp of the Maotan people, General Huo took the lead, rode his horse, and rushed into Bemilio's camp like burning his buttocks. When he entered, a soldier was drawing a knife to chop Ji Lianyue on the head— —

General Huo's horse, Wu Yun, became more human, and with a neigh and hooves he kicked the furious Maotan soldiers far away, and General Huo drew his sword so that his head and Pumilio's head rolled together!

At the same time, the man jumped off the horse, and hugged the young man who was sitting on the couch wrapped in fox fur...pressing on his chest, his strong arms tightly wrapped around the boy's waist .

"How did Bemilio die?"

The man's voice was hoarse, and he didn't have time to turn his head to look at Pumilio's head until he could smell his scent firmly in his arms.

"I killed it." The person in his arms mumbled.

"Why did you kill him?"

"Isn't it because of the Maotan tribe that he is the best at fighting? When the 36 tricks were used, my grandfather almost fell into his hands," Ji Lianyue said naturally, "Just kill him and it will be over."

Ji Lianyue has been impatient in studying since she was a child, and she can't fight or fight politically, so the prince and Emperor Guanyue are very relieved of him, even if he recovers as a man later.

The method of killing Beimilio is simple and rude, and it is not without disadvantages, but the death of Beimilio before such a large formation has caused the Mao-Tan coalition forces to lose their ground, and there are only benefits for the Jing Dynasty army.

But Huo Xian was still a little scared, his focus was not even on the fact that the person he wanted to kill was already dead——

"You killed him, did you think that the Maotan tribe would not let you go?"

"They weren't going to let me go."

Ji Lianyue's words fell, this time Huo Xian finally became mute, but when he heard his words fall, his calm tone that was not ashamed, annoyed, or asking for credit made his heart tighten...

In fact, how much he looked forward to entering the tent, when he jumped up happily and asked him "how did you come"——

However, he just sat quietly on the bed and looked at him calmly.

Thinking of this, Huo Xian tightened his arms around the young man's waist, until he hummed "it hurts", the man was slightly taken aback, and let go of his strength a little.

Then he vaguely remembered that the two of them were messing around on the bed before, and he was about to be strangled by him without crying out in pain...

The uneasiness in my heart intensified again.

However, General Huo did not expect that the word "killing" had never been included in Ji Lianyue's life dictionary in the past——

Ji Lianyue didn't expect that the sedative medicine she carried with her would one day be fed to the general of the enemy country in wine, and she didn't expect that Bemilio's sword was so sharp that he didn't even use much force, and his head fell off.

Now he is actually a little confused.

Holding the sword in his hand, blood spurted out, and that scene was in front of his eyes, overlapping with his Huo Xian.

The man's dark pupils are indeed reassuring.

But Ji Lianyue still had a trace of resentment out of thin air: "Huo Xian, you should have come earlier."

He didn't know if it was not good to hide his emotions, but for a moment he felt that he saw something collapse in Huo Xian's eyes... In the turmoil outside, Huo Xian was holding a corpse on the ground in the tent. His face, kissed his lips fiercely.

……

This battle was fought happily. When Huo Xian appeared with Beimilio's head and shouted "Here is the head of the enemy general Beimilio", the cheers of the Jingchao army almost shattered the gloomy sky.

Everyone's morale was pulled to the full level, sitting on the back of Huo Xian's horse, Ji Lianyue felt a little bit of excitement - even though the dust and blood on his face still made him frown, he still stretched out his hand He patted Huo Xian on the shoulder and told him to quickly throw Pumilio's head away.

It was too noisy around, he was worried that Huo Xian would not be able to hear him, so he whispered in his ear: "I look scared!"

Huo Xian refused to throw it away: "General Mao Tan's head should be brought back to Beijing according to reason, and dedicated to the emperor."

Ji Lianyue was startled and angry, thinking what was going on with these men: "What does my father want this thing for! You threw it away!"

Huo Xian clamped the horse under his crotch, held the rein in the air with the hand that was not holding the enemy's head, touched the angry head of the man in his arms, and said with a hearty smile: "You will send it back tomorrow!"

Ji Lianyue thought to herself, you are dreaming!

Kill all the way back to the tent.

Huo Xian threw Ji Lianyue to the accompanying military doctor, left a sentence of "Look at his feet" and returned to the battlefield. Although there were already some wounded in the wounded barracks, what Huo Xian personally explained was naturally different. When he got together, Ji Lianyue pretended to dodge: "I've been like this for several days, you go to see those who are more anxious and needy first."

The accompanying military doctor wiped his sweat with his sleeve: "But General Huo explained..."

Ji Lianyue smiled: "Tell me, when he came back with Xie Jiasanlang in his arms, did he let you take care of him like today?"

It turns out that the pit is waiting here.

Accompanying military doctor: Help!

In the end, Ji Lianyue obediently let him look at her feet. Because of the dislocation for a long time, her body has the ability to heal itself. Although it is not red and swollen now, the shape of her feet is a little crooked. It is hard to say whether she will be able to walk as normal in the future. , but it shouldn't be obvious if you walk slowly.

The military doctor spoke halfway, and felt that it was a sin for such a beautiful Prince An to suffer such a crime. He raised his head and looked at Ji Lianyue's face. He was stunned for a moment when he saw his calm expression, but he quickly realized: He is a prince. The sedan chair has an elegant manner, and there is really no occasion where you need to walk quickly.

"What happened to the deformed foot?" he simply asked.

"Because the tibia" heals naturally, it may stretch in a crooked direction, and the arch of the foot may be outward, but the mountain boots only have a slightly wider sole, which is not obvious. "

Ji Lianyue thought for a while, and said "oh", but didn't say that she only wore men's boots in her life for an hour before and after morning morning.

Let him connect the feet, and Ji Lianyue lay on his side to rest.

He just kept his ears open to listen to the battle situation outside. There were many wounded sent in one after another, but listening to the battle situation in the mouths of those wounded who still had spirit, everything was fine.

Ji Lianyue felt relieved, yawned, and fell asleep.

……

Arrived around the next morning.

Ji Lianyue felt himself being lifted horizontally, and he heard the sound of heavy armored boots stepping on the ground next to his ears. He lazily opened his eyes and looked at them, and then closed them lightly when he smelled a familiar scent.

"Arguing with you?" Huo Xian's slightly hoarse voice sounded above his head.

Ji Lianyue had just been too lazy to sleep, and now she was no longer sleepy and didn't bother to move, so she responded perfunctorily to Huo Xian, and felt that the foot just connected was splinted, and she couldn't move, and there was a bit of burning pain.

"Where are you going?" Ji Lianyue asked.

Huo Xian lowered his head and looked at him strangely: "We wiped out nearly half of the Mao-Tan coalition army, and they retreated before dawn. We also came back to rest for a day, and we will pursue the victory tomorrow... I am back, do you still want to sleep?" In the wounded barracks?"

Ji Lianyue thought about it for a while, so she drooped her head into the man's arms and stopped talking.

"Does your foot still hurt?" Huo Xian asked.

"The military doctor said it's not a big problem, but I may only be able to wear men's boots in the future." Ji Lianyue replied, "The boots are stuffy and hot, and the palace skirt doesn't look good. I'll go back to Beijing and see if the imperial doctor can do anything about it." .”

Huo Xian made a "hmm", thought for a while and said in a low voice, "You look good in anything you wear."

Ji Lianyue: "..."

Who said that men don't need to be trained, this steel straight man can also talk about love, and I don't know who will be cheaper in the future.

Ji Lianyue thought sadly.

When he got to the tent, Huo Xian put Ji Lianyue down carefully, went to wash up, and lay down next to Ji Lianyue with a wet body.

Having slept enough during the day, Ji Lianyue couldn't sleep even more now that the man's scorching breath was sprayed on the back of her neck... Turned over and wanted to say something, but felt a man stretching out a hand from under the quilt , on his waist.

Ji Lianyue was stunned for a moment, wondering if this man would be tired, and then quickly realized that the man just grabbed his waist and brought him into his arms, without doing anything else... Huo Xian hugged him It's tight, and it's rare for two people to be this close without messing around.

The tip of Ji Lianyue's nose was filled with the familiar breath of a man, and she felt that he was extremely tired.

After all, his heart softened, he reached out and touched the man's cheek: "Have you thought about how to deal with Xie Sanlang's matter?"

At this time, counting that the whole army had already killed the enemy on the battlefield for more than twelve hours a day, Huo Xian was very sleepy, so he just grabbed his finger and said: "Go back to Beijing and discuss it. The big deal is to let her move to the western suburbs, far away." ..."

According to what you said, food and drink are offered as offerings, there are servants and land, and we will never meet again in this life, so naturally none of us will marry her.

However, General Huo, who was extremely sleepy at the moment, couldn't remember that he had said before that he would marry Xie Sanlang as a concubine and raise him outside as a concubine.

Ji Lianyue didn't catch his meaning, thinking that he was still as stubborn as before, her heart was half cold first——

But soon realized that this was what they had discussed before, and Huo Xian's temperament has never been able to pull back eight bulls, so it is not surprising that he is still so stubborn.

"..."

"what happened?"

Seeing that the person in his arms was silent, Huo Xian stretched out his hand to stroke his hair.

Ji Lianyue lowered her head and buried her face in his arms, sighed lightly as if escaping from the world, and muttered: "It's nothing, you go to sleep."

Can't help but think of Huo Xian grabbing him and kissing him fiercely in Beimilio's tent today, as if he wanted to swallow him...

At that time, outside the tent was the sound of iron hooves stepping on the camp; the blunt sound of iron piercing through flesh; the soldiers of the Maotan tribe were screaming;

The chaos outside was cast in silhouette on the tent—

A soldier pierced the throat of the enemy with a spear in his hand. The spear pierced and pulled out. Blood splashed on the yellow tent, drawing a dazzling bright red color.

And the people inside the tent hugged each other and kissed hard.

According to those Westerners who came across the ocean, this is probably the so-called bloody romance.

From this point of view, Ji Lianyue's trip was worthwhile.

……

After resting for a day, Huo Xian went to the battlefield again.

This time without his urging, Ji Lianyue took Bemilio's head with a look of disgust, and hurried back to Shangjing.

At this time, it has entered late autumn again.

The battle lasted from summer to early winter. Qin Mingyue sat in the north and finally repelled the 12 Maotan allied forces. Taxes, no tribute, treated as VIPs.

There are hundreds of miles of land at the northern border, eleven major cities, and more than eleven large and small cities in the Jing Dynasty's territory to the north, fulfilling the myth of Qin Mingyue's undefeated northern god of war.

And because of this vigorous battle, the ranks of military officers in Beijing and China grew again, and the emperor Longxin was overjoyed. He was promoted to three ranks in a row, and was initially awarded the third rank General Huaiyuan.

This imperial decree was received by Huo Xian on his way back to the imperial court.

However, another imperial edict accompanying the edict of promotion and honor made Huo Xian want to lead his troops back to the north immediately, or simply gather all the soldiers to enter the capital, put the sword on the emperor's neck, and ask What's going on in his head—

It was a letter of separation.

After two years, the princess was finally about to part with the now glowing consort.