When Tianliang returned to her tent, there were still many guards following her. When she walked to the tent, the guards stood in all directions of the dome, guarding her with meticulous expressions. They were the same as last night, with the same number of people and the same positions.
No change, everyone seemed afraid of making a mistake.
The difference was that last night she thought these people were sent to protect her, but now she clearly saw that they were just monitoring her.
"General, His Highness has ordered you to brew cold medicine and put it in the tent," one of the guards reported. "General, you can go into the tent and rest first. We will move the army towards Gouno before noon."
Tianliang nodded, opened the curtain and walked in——
At this time, she heard a noise not far behind. When she turned around, she found that the captured inn owner and several Ketu people were fighting with the guards. Naturally, the wrists of the Keta people were all covered with blood.
Tie shackles.
Tianliang took a quick look and walked over: "What's going on?"
"This guy broke free from the rope and wanted to escape, but luckily he caught him in time." The guard saluted and clasped his fists, and said respectfully to Tianliang, "I don't dare to disturb the general. My subordinates will send these Ketu people to the prison car right now."
Go inside..."
"Pooh--!"
The inn owner recognized Tianliang and spat on her clothes. He cursed at Tianliang in stiff Central Plains dialect, "Central Plains people... wolf heart... dog lungs... ungrateful... have cannibalism...
Black heart..."
On one side of Tian Liang's face, she felt that he was spitting on her face.
Seeing this, the guard immediately kicked the inn owner and shouted angrily: "You don't know how to show appreciation, are you looking for death?"
The owner of the inn was kicked and fell to the ground. He screamed in pain and said a series of Bei Yu's words to Tianliang with an expression of contempt and anger, and his tone did not give in at all.
When the guard saw that he was not stopping talking, he wanted to stop him violently, but was stopped by the cold weather. She quietly ordered in a low voice: "Let them go."
"General Li, His Highness ordered you to take good care of him..." The guard hesitated, "This..."
"Let him go, and I will explain it to your Highnesses. I will bear the consequences."
Tian Liang said indifferently. After hesitation, the guards had no choice but to let go of the inn owner and the few Ketu people, tied them up, and gestured to the other guards to let them go without pursuing them.
Several Ketu people stood up hurriedly, and without looking back, they ran towards the deserted place ahead——
Tian Liang saw that they had escaped from the team area where Dong Jing was camped in a short time, so she nodded to the guards and walked straight back to the tent. When she walked into the dome house, she saw that there were medicines to keep out the cold on the table.
She drank the medicine, washed her face, sat in front of the bronze mirror, and began to take care of her black hair scattered around her waist...
The hairpin fell off, she didn't have a ribbon headband with her, and she wasn't very good at tying her hair. After combing it with a wooden comb, she looked at the long hair falling behind her shoulders and didn't know what to do.
She stared at it for a while, then suddenly stood up and began to search for something in the tent. When she turned the house upside down and still couldn't find what she was looking for, she raised her hand and punched the wooden cabinet, as if to throw away her savings.
All the frustration was vented.
Lost...
Did she lose from the beginning?
"What are you looking for?"
A gentle question came from behind. Tianliang turned around and saw Qixuan sitting on the stool, looking at her with a calm expression.
"When did you come in?" Tianliang asked in a low voice, leaning against the wooden cabinet.
She would be alert immediately when others approached from several miles away. He was the only one who subconsciously never regarded him as an outsider. Even if he didn't mean it, she was too accustomed to his smell and taste to be wary.
.
Ruan Meiren was right, she did lose early on.
"From the time you started looking for this," Qi Xuan handed over two red silk ropes and placed them on the table. "The girl was too focused and didn't notice me."
"This is not what I am looking for..." What she is looking for is scissors, scissors that can cut these three thousand threads...
"No need to look for it," he said softly, with a clear look on his face, "They are all put away."
He could even guess what he would do and what he wanted to do when he handed it back to the account. He made arrangements in advance and put away the knives and scissors in the account. Tianliang took a deep breath silently and left.
When he got to the desk, he picked up the red silk rope he had put down. When he saw the bend marks on it, he realized that it was the red rope from which the peace knot had been removed.
This tangled and indistinguishable thing, when taken apart, turns out to be nothing more than two unrelated red threads.
"Thank you sir."
She thanked her, sat in front of the bronze mirror, and tied her hair with the string.
In her last life, she had short hair all her life. Every time she came here, someone would help her manage the three thousand black hair. She could quickly use any complex weapon in her hands, but these two
With a single rope and strands of hair that kept falling down, she tied her up for half a moment, but still failed...
Maybe it’s because someone is watching. The more anxious you are, the worse you’ll do.
Tianliang sighed, put down his sore arms, looked up at the bronze mirror, and found Qixuan standing behind him, looking at her. Even when she looked at him, he didn't move away.
"You haven't left yet, is it because I let the owner of the inn go?" Tianliang asked in front of the bronze mirror. He shook his head and said in a calm tone without blaming, "That's your business."
It was cool for a while, and he decided: "Let's just cut it off."
A scent of fragrance entered her nose, hands fell on her hair, and the clothes as pure as snow occupied her pupils. Tianliang saw those wide and slender hands taking the thing in her hand, turning it around and playing with it.
Next, he tied her hair into a neat and clean bun.
"How can you make me feel at ease..." He whispered.
Tianliang didn't hear clearly, raised his eyes and asked, "What?"
"After noon, remember to come to the main tent to discuss military strategies." He quietly ordered, lowered his hand, turned around and prepared to leave the tent.
Tianliang turned around and caught him in a hurry. His thin lips moved to ask something, but he already guessed the reply, "I have tied the hair of many women."
"I don't believe it." Even though he was very skilled in tying his hair, Tianliang still bit his lip and shook his head.
"You don't believe me anymore."
He smiled back, with a jade-like face and a light luster, "That's good. Trust can easily expose your weaknesses. You should learn to protect yourself."