Shi Meng has been following Sima Luocheng. Although others don't know her identity, they are mostly polite to her. But now that Sima Luocheng is by his side, people see her giving orders but don't know what to do.
When everyone was hesitating, they heard Sima Luocheng say in a deep voice, "Do as Miss Meng said!"
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone took action immediately without any hesitation.
A moment later, in the military tent, Sima Luocheng was leaning on the soft couch with an expressionless face. The wound on his neck had been treated. The wound was not big but the bone was deep. Fortunately, it was close to the collarbone.
Life is not guaranteed.
After Xi Meng sent the general doctor away, he returned to the tent and happened to see Chang Yi and Xu Rong kneeling in front of the bed. They replied in a deep voice: "I am waiting for the rescue to arrive late, please forgive me!"
It didn't matter that they didn't mention it. When they mentioned it, Xi Meng realized something was wrong. Chang Yi and Xu Rong were the personal guards of Sima Luo City. Logically, they should stay by Sima Luo City's side day and night, but tonight they
But she didn't stay by his side, so that Chu Ying'er could take advantage of him.
But they saw Sima Luocheng waving his hand for them to get up, "This matter has nothing to do with you. Go and guard outside the tent. I have something to say to Miss Meng alone."
He did not pursue the matter, but Ximeng couldn't help raising his eyebrows and asked: "Why was there no one patrolling in front of the military tent just now? As the king's shadow guard, how could you not be by your side? If the thief succeeded just now, you would have to
Cheng Yun Kingdom’s eternal sinner!”
Chang Yi and Xu Rong stood up and were about to walk out, but were stopped by Meng'er's words. Chang Yi opened and closed his lips as if he was about to speak, but he heard Sima Luocheng on the couch say: "Meng'er, let me
Let them get out! You can’t blame them for this!”
"You..." Xi Meng hesitated, waving his hands and saying: "Forget it, since you don't pursue it, what position do I have to pursue it? Just go ahead!"
Chang Yi and Xu Rong looked embarrassed, shook their heads slightly, and strode out of the camp.
At this time, Sima Luocheng had already stood up from the couch and got off the ground. Because the wound on his neck had not yet healed, his movement naturally affected the wound, which inevitably caused pain. There were beads of sweat oozing out from his forehead.
Seeing this, Xi Meng hurriedly stepped forward to support him and said: "What are you doing? The bleeding that just stopped, how can it be cured if you move like this? Now the lives of tens of thousands of people in Western Xinjiang are in your hands."
, if you fall, who will lead the thousands of troops?"
Seeing some anger in her eyes, the hand holding him was trembling slightly. Thinking that he hadn't gotten over what happened just now, he grabbed her with his backhand and sat on the couch with him, saying slowly: "Everyone.
It's my fault! Meng'er was frightened! It's just a flesh wound, it's nothing to worry about!"
He held her hand tightly, and when he looked sideways at her, the deep meaning in his eyes made her heart tremble. She immediately stood up and pulled her hand away. Not wanting to use too much force, she threw her hand on his wound.
After hearing his dull groan, his already pale face became even more embarrassed, and the silk cloth wrapped around the wound was soaked with blood.
"Hey! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I didn't mean it! Are you okay? Do you want the military doctor to come over and have a look?" Shimeng saw that there were beads of sweat on his cheeks. He was just holding back the pain, and felt a little guilty, so he lowered his voice.
He lowered his head, clasped his hands together and apologized frequently.
Sima Luocheng seemed to be fine. He raised his eyes to look at her at a loss. A smile appeared on his lips and he said, "It's okay. I've been practicing martial arts since I was a child. This little injury is nothing."
As he spoke, he raised his hand to signal her to come closer. Shi Meng felt a little uncomfortable, but thinking that he had just escaped and was injured, he slowly took two steps forward, stood in front of him, and looked at him with a smile.
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"Are you really okay? Don't lie to me! You are the leader of a country, and now you are in the army. You must not take your body lightly, otherwise I will be responsible for my death." If you meet him,
With deep eyes, Xi Meng suppressed the urge to escape and spoke loudly.
Sima Luocheng shook his head, his eyes were bright, and he held her hand firmly with a flick of his right hand. Xi Meng was stunned for a moment, his feet stagnated, and finally did not move again.
Seeing that she no longer refused, Sima Luocheng's eyes filled with smiles and he said: "Luocheng has not known the blessings he has accumulated over many lifetimes, but he is lucky enough to meet Meng'er in this life. He has been on the verge of life and death several times, and thanks to Meng'er's rescue, he saved her.
Luocheng has nothing to offer in return, and wants to offer him the position of Imperial Master, but forgets that Meng'er is a cultivator of immortals, and is used to being carefree, so how could he be willing to stay in that boring Xuanyang City every day."
She seemed to dream that when he talked about this, there was a hint of disappointment in his eyes, but she really didn't know how to face it. Even if he didn't say anything about his feelings, she probably understood.
But she already had someone in her heart, and even though she didn't know where that person was now, her heart had never changed.
I wanted to interrupt him, but heard him say: "I thought Meng'er would leave without saying goodbye and never see each other again in this life. I didn't expect that we would meet by chance in Yunni Town. This is probably what Meng'er said about fate.
Since we are destined, I wonder if Meng'er can give Luo Cheng a chance?"
He had been holding this confession in his heart for a long time, and it took him a lot of courage to finally tell her in person today.
Xi Meng looks carefree on the surface, but in his heart he is like a bright mirror.
Seeing his cold pool-like eyes looking at her affectionately, he held her hand tightly, trembling slightly, hoping that she would give him a smile and an answer that would please him.
"I'm sorry! Meng'er can't give what brother wants!" Simeng quickly withdrew her hand, turned around, and walked quickly to the side, not daring to turn around and look at him.
Being able to cut through the mess with a quick knife was in line with her character. But for some reason, when she heard his deep sigh coming from behind, she felt an inexplicable sourness in her heart.
Perhaps, along the way, they have experienced too many things together, or perhaps she has been in the world for too long, making her almost forget her current identity - the butterfly demon.
She is no longer that mortal woman of flesh and blood. The skin she is wearing now is just the illusion of Yifeng. If she shows her true body, he will be so frightened that he will not care about her at all.
Personal affair.
Xi Meng thought this, and suddenly felt much better. He and she had never been the same kind.
Even if she doesn't have that person in her heart, nothing can happen to him.
When Ri Yifeng followed Caixi away, the pain in her heart was much worse than now, but she still endured it and faced it with a smile.
The two people in the camp were silent, each with their own thoughts.
After a long time, Sima Luocheng finally laughed loudly, looked at Simeng's delicate back, and said, "I was the one who was rude! Meng'er must not laugh!"
Xi Meng's figure was slightly startled, and he turned to look at Sima Luocheng, who was sitting on the couch, and saw that he looked at her with a sincere face and a smile.
She quickly turned around and looked at him with a smile. It seemed that the embarrassment just now had gone away, but in fact it was just that the two of them carefully hid their own concerns.