"Little lady, why are you crying here alone?" Yang Ning felt like a prank and his voice was evil and he made a joke.

Liu Biyao was shocked and raised her head. When she saw that it was Yang Ning, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. She wiped her tears and said, "You, why did you find it?"

"Hehe. Didn't I promise you that you would come back? Of course I came back. I just went to the cave to see you are not here. It scared me. You don't know how worried I was. I thought you were caught by the worshippers." Yang Ning looked worried.

"Hmph. Who uses you, a shameless person, to pretend to be worried? You are like Mr. Hu, and the others. They are not good... good things." Liu Biyao thought of the sad things and her voice choked up again.

Seeing Liu Biyao's eyes swollen and crying sadly as if they were raining, Yang Ning couldn't help but feel pity. He walked over and said softly: "How could I be like those two beasts? You ran here by yourself. You wanted to avoid me. Why bother with this? Since I promised your father to take care of you, I will definitely do it. Come and let me see how your feet are."

As he said that, Yang Ning was about to lift Liu Biyao's trousers and skirts.

"No, no. You, the disciple, want to take the opportunity to take advantage of me. Haven't you taken enough in the tunnel?" After saying that, Liu Biyao couldn't help but blush.

Yang Ning joked: "Since you have taken advantage of that, it's nothing. Be good and obedient. Let me see." As he said that, he forcibly pressed Liu Biyao's sprained foot and lifted the corner of her skirt.

"You..." Liu Biyao was angry and embarrassed, but couldn't speak. She said to herself: Forget it. Anyway, she has been taken advantage of by this disciple. What's the point of caring about it now?

When the snow-white skin on Liu Biyao's ankle was exposed, Liu Biyao's face was red with shame. Yang Ning had no intention of thinking about anything else. He had already frowned. Liu Biyao twisted heavily and her ankle was very red and swollen. In addition, she did not stop walking, which made the swelling and pain worsen a lot.

"Miss Biyao. Your ankle is sprained too bad. I'm afraid I can't leave anymore. I'll carry you down the mountain. Then I'll put you on the same clothes and hide you in the camp. Find some medicinal wine for you to wipe it. This way I can reduce the swelling."

"I...I won't go. You'd better...let's go. Don't worry about me." Liu Biyao lowered her head and said with a pretty face blushing.

"At this point, you still say such things. Where can you go alone? Besides, the government army is about to attack the city. Don't you want to see your father-killer's enemy being executed?"

One sentence worked. Liu Biyao agreed to Yang Ning's suggestion with mercy.

You can't leave anymore. Yang Ning struggled despite Liu Biyao's opposition and forced her to carry her down the mountain.

Liu Biyao was very light. Yang Ning couldn't take much effort to carry her back. It was just the soft touch from behind and the fragrance emitted by the girl's hair. Yang Ning couldn't help but feel rippling in her heart. Liu Biyao seemed to have become accustomed to Yang Ning's rudeness. She lay obediently on Yang Ning's back and silently.

When the Ming army camp approached, Yang Ning placed Liu Biyao behind a big tree. He went back to the camp first. He didn't let Sheng Zhang go to a small school to find a set of the smallest Ming army uniforms. He left the camp and asked Liu Biyao to change it. Then he carried her into the camp.

Although the gatekeeper was puzzled, the military supervisor was not inquired about the matter. Therefore, they pretended not to see it.

As soon as he returned to his camp, Ma Gui got the news and sent someone to ask him to discuss military affairs. Yang Ning sighed helplessly and said to Liu Biyao: "This military camp is not as good as other places. You can stay here. I will come and get you a slapped wine."

Liu Biyao thought that Yang Ning was carrying her all the way. She was still ashamed. She just lowered her head and said "um" gently.

Yang Ning said with satisfaction: "I'm so good."

"You..." Liu Biyao was about to get angry, but Yang Ning laughed and pulled out the curtain.

As soon as he left the camp, he happened to meet Zhang Weinian and several guards who came in a hurry. I thought he had received the news that he had come back. They have always been very dedicated. Except for entering Ningxia City, Yang Ning refused to follow him. They were all in a hurry to stay with Yang Ning.

He briefly told them about his experience in Ningxia City. He also told them that they did not allow anyone to enter their camp without their permission. Yang Ning then went to Magui Central Army tent.

In fact, Ma Gui went to Yang Ning to discuss the detailed plan of entering the city in the middle of the night to attack. Yang Ning complained to Ma Gui: "I have told you all the things I should say on the embankment. As for how to act collectively, that is the business of you generals. You should discuss it slowly. I am too tired. I have to go back and rest. I will pay my respects to you all." After that, Yang Ning left the central army tent. He was worried about Liu Biyao's wounded feet.

As soon as he left the camp, Yang Ning suddenly remembered something. He turned around and entered the camp. He said to Ma Gui and the generals: "By the way. Tell your brothers. The son of Huobao is named Xu Chengen. If you can catch him alive, you will be captured alive. I have a grudge with him. I want this person. You can do whatever you want for the others."

"Oh. OK..." Before Ma Gui finished agreeing, Yang Ning left in a hurry again.

"Hey. What's wrong with Brother Yang today? It's a bit abnormal. I'm so anxious that I escaped." Ma Gui was stunned for a while and said to himself strangely.

"Ahem. General. I don't know if I should say something..." A genital general present hesitated.

Ma Gui glared and said, "What does it take to be like this mother-in-law and mother."

"According to the report of the last general's subordinate Houying Gate, Eunuch Yang returned to the camp from the southeast mountain. He first came back to get a set of ordinary soldiers uniforms, and then went out. When he came back, he was already carrying... and came back with a small soldier."

"Oh. There was something wrong. He said he had to do something. I didn't send anyone to follow me." Ma Gui said strangely. But the generals were interested and their ears stood up.

The general hesitated for a moment before he hesitating and hesitated: "As far as the gatekeeper school saw, Eunuch Yang was behind the back, the soldier was weak. He looked like a...a...that's what."

The generals did not say it clearly, but the generals understood it. All their faces showed strange expressions.

After a while, the deputy general Du Song hesitated and said, "It's still in wartime. Eunuch Yang does this kind of thing. It seems...it seems to be a bit inappropriate."

Chang Dayong finally couldn't hold back his laughter and said disdainfully: "It's not right. The military supervisor is not a member of our army. It's no big deal to do this. However, he didn't forget to do that while he was at the city, he didn't forget to do that. Haha. I, Chang Dayong, really admired it."

A deputy general also smiled and said, "Eunuch Yang is still a special person. He is still so interested. The last general is deeply impressed."

For a moment, all the generals present laughed.

"Enough." Ma Gui's face darkened. The generals immediately fell silent.

Ma Gui glanced at everyone and said slowly: "Listen. No one is allowed to be disrespectful to Brother Yang in words. He made great contributions to us in breaking Ningxia City. He has already pointed out the way for us. The rest depends on how beautifully we break Ningxia City. Give him a satisfactory explanation instead of making fun of him here. Do you understand?"

"I understand." The generals shouted.

Ma Gui said slowly, "Then let's continue to talk about the important matter."

Yang Ning didn't know what everyone was talking about him after he left. He rushed to the military officer's office and asked for the best medicinal wine and pain relief ointment. He hurried back to his tent.

Liu Biyao was sitting on Yang Ning's marching bed in a daze. She didn't think about anything. Her face turned red. Seeing Yang Ning coming back, she couldn't help but look panicked. She hurriedly turned her head away.

Yang Ning was a little puzzled, but he didn't think much about it. He smiled and said to her: "Look, the best swelling wine and pain relief cream. Rub this medicinal wine for a while. Then apply this pain relief cream. Keep it safe and you will be alive tomorrow."

"You are just jumping around. I...I'm not a monkey." Liu Biyao retorted Yang Ning with a blank look.

"Haha. OK. You are not a monkey. You are Sun Wukong, right?" Yang Ning teased her.

"Who is Sun Wukong?" Liu Biyao asked strangely with wide eyes.

Yang Ning couldn't help but be stunned and then realized that "Journey to the West" might not have been released yet.

"That's a very interesting character in a myth. If you want to know, let's cure your ankle first. I'll tell you slowly."

"Yeah." Liu Biyao may have been interested in the mythological story Yang Ning said and responded obediently.

"Then will you wipe this medicinal wine yourself?" Yang Ning asked.

Liu Biyao shook her head and suddenly thought of something again. She couldn't help but turn red and lower her head.

"Hehe... Then I'll be reluctant to let you do it. You can't call outsiders to wipe it for you." Yang Ning looked at Liu Biyao with a dry smile. It made him happy that Liu Biyao did not object after hearing his words. He just lowered his head and did not speak.

Yang Ning squatted down and began to untie Liu Biyao's trousers. The moment his fingers touched Liu Biyao's jade legs, Liu Biyao instinctively twitched his legs back slightly and never moved again.

Yang Ning gently put Liu Biyao's legs on the marching bed. She slowly untied her trousers and skirts. Her snow-white skin was exposed again. This time, Yang Ning felt something strange in his heart. He turned around. He washed his hands in the basin, then poured some medicinal wine into the palm of his hand and rubbed it gently. Then he said to Liu Biyao: "I'm going to start. Maybe it will hurt a little at first. You can bear it."

Liu Biyao bit her cherry lips lightly and said, "I'm not afraid."

He said he was not afraid, but his anxious expression betrayed her. Yang Ning couldn't help but feel a little funny.

"Um...it hurts. You, be gentle."

When Yang Ning's hand stroked Liu Biyao's swollen ankles, Liu Biyao was already screaming in pain. At this time, she no longer cared about being shy.

"Hold on it. It hurts a little at the beginning." Yang Ning was also a little nervous. After all, this method was also what he saw in his previous life. He had never practiced it much. As soon as he said that Yang Ning felt something was wrong. This made people feel a little "false" again.

Yang Ning slowed down his strength, rubbed slowly, poured some medicinal wine into the palm of his hand from time to time. Slowly, Liu Biyao's pain relieved a little. He stopped squeezing pain. Yang Ning felt a little relaxed in his heart and massaged Liu Biyao even harder, but he didn't notice the strange look that Liu Biyao stared at him.

"How is it? OK, is it better?" Yang Ning was so tired that he was a little panting. He turned around and asked Liu Biyao.

"Ah... OK, better." Liu Biyao hurriedly lowered her eyes and said in a panic.

"Oh. That's good." Yang Ning sighed. "Your ankle twists too hard. I'm afraid that this treatment will not be good. Today is over. I'll apply pain relief cream to you. Let's see what to do tomorrow."

After applying pain relief cream to Liu Biyao's ankle, she carefully bandaged it. Yang Ning was so tired that she couldn't straighten her waist. He stood up and stretched and said, "Okay. If you are tired, just rest on this camp bed. Don't worry. Without my order, no one dares to come in and disturb you."

"Then...what are you?" Liu Biyao asked in a low voice.

Yang Ning was stunned and then smiled and said, "Of course I went to the outer tent to sleep. If you have any questions, call me." As he said that, Yang Ning was about to go out.

Liu Biyao hurriedly said, "Yes, but you haven't told me that mythological story yet."

Yang Ning slapped the back of his head and smiled, "Look at my brain. I thought you didn't want to listen. OK. You lie down and rest. I'll sit here to tell you. This way you can feel more comfortable."

Liu Biyao lay shyly on the bed. Yang Ning pulled the quilt and covered her with it. Then he moved the only small wooden stool in the account and sat in front of Liu Biyao.

Being stared at by Yang Ning, Liu Biyao turned her head away shyly.

Yang Ning smiled and said, "Then I will tell you. The name of this story is called "Journey to the West". Why is it called Journey to the West? This is because in the ancient Tang Dynasty, there was a monk named Xuanzang. He..."

Yang Ning began to talk about this classic "Journey to the West". Although the plot cannot be remembered in full, based on Yang Ning's brain and eloquence, he also chose interesting jokes to tell them, which immediately fascinated Liu Biyao.

When talking about Zhu Bajie's plot, although Liu Biyao was hurt, she couldn't help but laughed at Yang Ning's humorous words. After laughing, she felt it was inappropriate. She hurriedly covered her mouth with a quilt.

After talking for a while, it was already dark outside. There were no candles in the camp tent and it became dark. Liu Biyao didn't move for a long time. Yang Ning couldn't see her expression clearly. He thought she was asleep. So he stopped the story and whispered: "Miss Biyao, Miss Biyao, are you asleep?"

Liu Biyao still didn't move. Yang Ning thought that the girl was asleep listening to the story. So he groped and tucked the quilt for Liu Biyao and turned around and went out. But he didn't know. In the darkness behind him, there was a pair of beautiful eyes with a little touching look at him.

Yang Ning came to the door of the outer tent, but saw that Zhang Weinian was leading a guard at the door. "Brother Zhang, don't have to guard tonight. You go back to the camp to rest. Anyway, I'll call you if you have something to do." Yang Ning said to Zhang Weinian.

"This... OK." Zhang Weinian wanted to refuse, but suddenly thought of something. He smiled meaningfully and agreed happily. He ignored the surprised expression of the guard next to him and dragged him away.

Yang Ning couldn't help but shake his head. He knew that he had brought a woman disguised as a man and entered the camp. He must have been able to hide it from Zhang Weinian. However, as long as his identity as a fake eunuch is not exposed, who said that eunuchs can't do this? Moreover, in this era, many eunuchs have much greater "addiction" in this regard than normal men.

Back in the tent, I listened to the movements of the tent, silently. I guess Liu Biyao had already fallen asleep. Yang Ning felt relieved. He had to hurry up and have to take some time to sleep. At night, people would go to the cave where the secret passage was at.

As soon as he lay down, his sore body was stretched and relaxed. Yang Ning couldn't help but moan comfortably and fell asleep soon.

"ah..."

I don’t know how long I had been sleeping. Yang Ning was in a good dream, but was awakened by a scream. He sat up suddenly and shook his confused head. Only then did he realize that the sound came from Liu Biyao in the inner tent.

There were footsteps running quickly outside the tent. Then Zhang Weinian's voice came. "Dadfather-in-law, are you okay?"

The big inner guard's reaction was fast. Yang Ning said, "It's okay. Go to bed."

Listening to the footsteps of Zhang Weinian and others leaving, Yang Ning entered the inner tent.

In the hazy night, Yang Ning saw Liu Biyao sitting up and gasping violently
To be continued...