The maid covered her mouth in horror and helped Shen Yunrou sit down first. "Miss... what should I do, what should I do..."
"Doctor, what are you still doing? Go find the doctor!" Shen Yunrou frowned. She was not afraid of this. She simply couldn't have this maid.
The maidservant ran out of the tent in panic and cried for someone to call the doctor.
…
Border town, Guannei.
Jing Li led the border troops to resist the barbarians, but the strength gap between the two sides was too great.
In a world of ice and snow, the border troops are not as cold-resistant as the barbarians.
"Jing Li! When will the commander-in-chief arrive? We will all die if we do this."
Jing Li kicked the barbarian beside him with cold eyes, breathing rapidly. "Hold on, I believe he... will definitely come back."
The vast snowfield was stained red with blood and was mottled to the eye.
Jing Li's left shoulder was injured, his fingers had begun to tremble, and he could not hold the sword hilt.
"Jing Li...what should I do?"
They have been surrounded by Ge Shu Zheyu's men.
Blood dripped down the fingertips, and everyone gathered together vigilantly, looking at the corpses on the ground.
The barbarians were so murderous that they did not leave any way for the border troops to survive.
"The mountains are blocked by heavy snow. Your reinforcements will not arrive before tonight." Brother Shu Zheyu sat on the horse with a sarcastic smile on his lips.
Raising his finger, Brother Shu Zheyu ordered them to be killed. "No one will be spared."
…
Fengtian, Imperial Palace.
Xiao Junze was waiting anxiously in the imperial study room, waiting for the news from the border.
"Your Majesty, it's already very late. It will take two days for the news from the border to come back. Besides, the mountains are blocked by heavy snow. You should rest early."
Xiao Junze frowned and shook his head. The people at the border were fighting hard, how could he have the dignity to sleep?
"You guys go down." Chaoyang shook his head at Ah Cha.
"Don't worry too much." Chaoyang could only reassure him.
Baixiaotang's news network was faster than Xiao Junze's battle report, but He Gu also didn't receive any news about the border.
This sudden heavy snow blocked too much.
"Jing Li is outside the customs..." Xiao Junze still cares about Jing Li. After all... Jing Li's life was saved from the late emperor's hands with great effort by him.
"Jing Li...was left to me by my uncle."
Chaoyang was stunned for a moment, and finally understood what Xiao Junze was obsessed with.
The eldest grandson Yunxiao is definitely an indelible pain in Xiao Junze's heart.
"When my father forced me to kill my shadow guard, I knelt outside the imperial study room for a long time."
Xiao Junze stood at the window, looking at the falling snowflakes outside the window.
Things have changed now.
"It's passed..." Chaoyang hugged Xiao Junze from behind and spoke again. "Jing Li is a man of great destiny. He is a blessed person who will not die."
"He is destined to be lucky." Xiao Junze remembered something and smiled. "When we were young, Huai Chen and I were attacked, and he and Qifeng dealt with the aftermath. We all thought that they were dead and would never come back. But... he was very satisfied. He came back covered in blood, and he was only thirteen years old that year."
Chaoyang also smiled and said nothing.
This may be the essential difference between Yin Cheng and Xiao Junze.
In Xiao Junze's childhood, there were too many people who warmed him.
But Yin Cheng only had miserable darkness.
Living under someone else's roof...
So, what is right and wrong in this world?
Right and wrong are always relative.
"Are you sleepy?" Xiao Junze turned around and hugged Chaoyang into his arms.
"With you." Chaoyang shook his head.
Xiao Junze rested his chin on Chaoyang's head, and suddenly his heart felt calm.
With the morning sun around, everything seems to be at peace.
"When we were at the summer resort, every time it snowed, we would set up a basket, scatter rice and corn, and catch turtle doves."
Chaoyang wanted to divert Xiao Junze's uneasiness.
"Have you ever caught him?" Xiao Junze asked with a smile.
"Well, I caught it, plucked it, and roasted it. It's delicious." Chaoyang raised her eyebrows. Her childhood was not that of a lady.
Climb trees, climb walls, and steal fruits in order to survive.
"Why didn't I meet you earlier..." Xiao Junze was a little disappointed.
At that time, it must be Yin Cheng who accompanied Chaoyang.
He was a little jealous.
"Want to try it?" Chaoyang smiled at Xiao Junze.
Xiao Junze nodded.
Chaoyang blinked at Xiao Junze, ran out the door, quickly found the basket and hemp rope, and put them in the courtyard.
"Shh." Chaoyang made a silencing gesture towards Xiao Junze.
Xiao Junze also followed Chaoyang very excitedly. The two of them were like simple-minded children, hiding behind the door and waiting for dawn.
Chaoyang thought, as soon as the sky breaks and the turtle doves enter the basket, the news from the border will arrive.
"Don't talk. It's dawn and the birds are out looking for food."
Xiao Junze had never done this kind of thing before, and he looked curious. "Just wait until the bird enters the basket and pull the rope?"
Chaoyang nodded and explained a few words.
Xiao Junze smiled and hugged Chaoyang tightly. The two of them sat cross-legged behind the door and cuddled together.
Chaoyang lay so quietly in Xiao Junze's arms, as if he understood what it meant to have a quiet time.
If there is no war and the world is peaceful, this is the freedom she wants, right?
…
Border, city.
Jing Li and the soldiers guarding the city were still fighting, and everyone was injured, so they fought hard to fight back.
"Tatar, the end of the road, these people are hard to chew!"
Brother Shu Zheyu looked at the border troops with less than a hundred people left, his eyes deep.
"The troops divided into two groups."
Raise your hand to command, and the troops along the way will go to plunder the resources in the pass first, woman.
Since ancient times, after barbarians entered the pass, they began to kill all the people in the pass. They did not have much interest in the land and cities, and they plundered and burned down all the buildings.
But this time, the barbarians have a new leader. His ambition and ability are far higher than those of the previous Tartar.
"Only grab resources, don't burn down buildings!"
Tartar wants this city!
Jing Li's vision was almost blurred by blood, and he supported his body to resist, numb from the killing.
"To die for Your Majesty and for Heaven is the honor of our...soldiers!"
Jing Li clenched his sword tightly, already prepared to die.
It's just...a little bit unwilling.
When leaving the camp, he promised Shen Yunrou to survive.
"There's an ambush!"
"Tarta! Reinforcements are coming!"
Suddenly, a hidden arrow struck at the barbarian.
There's poison on that arrow.
"Tarta!"
Brother Shu Zheyu tightened his reins and sneered. "The Fengtian Army doesn't know how to use poison."
The military of great powers has not been allowed to use poison in combat since ancient times.
This is a stipulation of the national alliance.
"Jing Li, there is support." Behind Jing Li, the soldiers were overjoyed.
Soon, hundreds of men in black rushed out and fought with the barbarians.
"Hold on!"
Jing Li stood stiffly on the spot, these people... were all Shen Yunrou's personal bodyguards, the killers trained by Shen Qingzhou.
Feeling a little unspeakable in her heart, Jing Li smiled helplessly.
She pushed away the people around her who were protecting her. Did she ever think about her own safety?
"Stay alive..." Jing Li's voice was hoarse.
The people around me didn’t hear clearly. “What did you say?”
"Stay alive." Jing Li smiled and killed the barbarian who attacked him with his backhand.
You must live on and go back alive to see Shen Yunrou.
…
Refugee tent.
"The people have basically evacuated, Miss..."
"Miss, you are going to give birth prematurely. I am the midwife, let me take a look." The mother-in-law, who had been favored by Shen Yunrou, gave up evacuation and followed the maid into the camp.
"My lady, is she full term?" the midwife asked.
"Not quite full term." The maid cried in fear.
The midwife's heart tightened and she muttered, "Okay, it's okay, seven are alive and eight are dead. The lady is a good person, and God will bless her. This child must be born."