Chapter 80 (I like it)

Behind Chu Yu, a vast army of soldiers emerged from the thick smoke and yellow sand.

Yu Wanyin's breathing grew heavier and heavier as she quickly stepped forward.

At the forefront of Chu Yu's camp were the wounded, one after another, with the uninjured main force following behind.

Chu Yu stopped some distance away from her.

They were separated by the ranks of soldiers coming and going.

Someone greeted Yu Wanyin, and Yu Wanyin responded to each one.

She watched them walk toward the reserve camp, followed closely by countless other troops from the main camp.

Yu Wanyin's gaze swept over them one by one, but she didn't see that familiar figure.

Chu Yu waited until everyone had passed before walking back to her and stopping.

He hesitated, as if he wanted to say something, but said nothing.

Yu Wanyin looked at him and urged, "Where is Rong Si?"

Chu Yu did not answer Yu Wanyin's question immediately.

Immediately afterward, amidst the smoke-filled camp, a series of hurried shouts rang out.

It was Zong Cheng's voice, "Come quickly and help!"

Yu Wanyin was slightly taken aback and looked in the direction of the gaze.

He saw a large figure leaning against Zong Cheng's back, sliding down as Zong Cheng dismounted.

The crowd rushed forward to help in a flurry of activity.

Yu Wanyin didn't care about anything else and quickly stepped forward.

All that could be seen was a sea of ​​blood, almost completely soaking through the armor.

The shocking scene before her eyes made Yu Wanyin's heart skip a beat.

Zong Cheng acted as a human frame to support the person behind him, trying to place him on a shelf to the side.

He was somewhat surprised to see Yu Wanyin approaching, and tried to cover up the somewhat bloody scene with his body, saying, "Your Majesty, why don't you go back and wait for us?"

Yu Wanyin remained silent, simply squatting beside Rong Si to support him, allowing Zong Cheng to escape temporarily.

Zong Cheng escaped, and Rong Si lost his footing, leaning forward and resting on Yu Wanyin.

Yu Wanyin had never seen Rong Si so dejected.

It seems she has fainted and lost consciousness.

Yu Wanyin subconsciously grasped Rong Si's hand, which was hanging by his side. "What's wrong with him?"

I checked his pulse.

But probably because her own hands were shaking, she couldn't feel anything at all.

Yu Wanyin touched and fumbled around, her breathing disordered, as if she was anxiously trying to confirm something.

Before Zong Cheng could speak, the person leaning against her suddenly wrapped their arm around her, saying, "Stop touching me..."

Rong Si's hoarse, deep voice resonated from his chest and abdomen.

Yu Wanyin's movements stopped.

The person was stunned and stood there.

But Rong Si still leaned on her, showing no intention of using his strength. "The explosion made me dizzy, but I'm fine."

Yu Wanyin inhaled a bit of dust, and a sour feeling slowly rose with the smell of dust. She punched his armor hard, "You scared me to death."

She said in a puzzled tone, "You didn't react at all just now, I thought you..."

Rong Si rested his chin on her shoulder.

At this moment, he didn't care whether his dress had been dirtied.

Rong Si took a deep, languid breath, letting the familiar scent of lily of the valley fill his nostrils, which had been filled with the smell of gunpowder and blood.

He lowered his head even further, "What did you think?"

Yu Wanyin stopped speaking.

"I thought I was going to die."

Rong Si said wearily yet leisurely, "If I die, how about letting Chu Yu take care of you?"

Yu Wanyin frowned; she didn't want to hear the word "death."

"You will not die."

Rong Si suddenly chuckled.

He looked up and glanced at Chu Yu, who was walking towards him from a distance, with a hint of provocation, and then said, "You don't want me to die, do you?"

"So you still want me to stay with you, right?"

Chu Yu stopped behind them, meeting Rong Si's gaze, which carried a hint of masculine provocation, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Then he smiled in a cryptic way.

Who says this bastard has no conscience?

Judging from the look in Rong Si's eyes, Chu Yu knew that although Rong Si was injured, he didn't need to be carried out.

It's obvious who she's trying to impress with her pitiful act.

Chu Yu took a deep breath and just looked at him.

In any case, Rong Si saved his life.

He didn't bother arguing with Rong Si for the time being.

If you really want to be picky, Yao Yao would definitely protect the one who is more pitiful.

He gained absolutely nothing from it.

The military doctor drove up and urged them to lift Rong Si onto the carriage.

Yu Wanyin and Zong Cheng followed them up.

The military doctor removed Rong Si's armor and pulled aside his blood-soaked clothes.

Yu Wanyin subconsciously avoided eye contact and sat outside with Zong Cheng.

Zong Cheng explained the situation in the camp just now, "It was because our lord led everyone to retreat and covered the rear, but he stayed behind and got hit in the head by the shock."

"Besides that, there are some minor cuts and bruises. Everyone gets some when marching and fighting," Zong Cheng comforted Yu Wanyin. "Those who don't have any injuries just didn't fight well."

Even though Yu Wanyin knew this, no one would want to see someone they care about get hurt.

Yu Wanyin couldn't help but turn her head to look over.

Just then, they saw the military doctor helping Rong Si clean up. Rong Si's clothes were half off, piled up to his waist, revealing his strong and muscular arms and full, bulging chest.

There are several very obvious knife marks and bruises on it.

It still looks a bit scary.

Rong Si's back wound was the most severe, a deep and deep knife wound.

Yu Wanyin couldn't bear to see these things, and she would always wonder what it would feel like if those injuries were inflicted on her.

She lowered her eyes and heard the army doctor say to Rong Si, "My lord, please bear with it."

Then he seemed to press something down, and Rong Si let out a heavy groan, then bit down on something.

Yu Wanyin nervously rubbed the teacup in her hand.

The voices of soldiers greeting him came from outside the carriage, "Lord Chu."

Zong Cheng instinctively got up on guard and went out to check the situation.

Before Zong Cheng could leave, Chu Yu had already entered.

He changed his clothes, shedding the desolation of war; his serene and gentle appearance could bring a little peace of mind amidst the chaos of battle.

Chu Yu, carrying some things in his hand, came in and said to Zong Cheng, "Take her out first."

Zong Cheng frowned. "What is it, Marquis of Chu?"

Chu Yu said slowly, "Don't worry, I won't hit your lord."

Zong Cheng glanced at Rong Si, and only after receiving Rong Si's permission did he hesitantly prepare to get off the car.

Yu Wanyin knew that Chu Yu had come for some reason, and besides, she couldn't be of much help here.

This only made it easier for them to fight, so Yu Wanyin simply went out with them.

After they all left, Chu Yu slowly walked over and sat down next to Rong Si.

The military doctor was still busy treating Rong Si's wounds.

In this late spring, as summer approaches, no injury should be taken lightly.

Not to mention a wound like Rong Si's, which draws blood and flesh.

Chu Yu placed the bottle in his hand in front of them.

Rong Si glanced at it and casually asked, "What is it?"

"Dragon Bone Powder," Chu Yu indicated, "It can quickly heal injuries."

Chu Yu looked up and saw Rong Si and the military doctor looking at him together.

The military doctor frowned, looking as if he was afraid that Chu Yu would hand him a bottle of poison.

He carefully examined the medicine that Chu Yu handed him.

After the military doctor confirmed that there was no problem, he put the medicine away and did not give it to Rong Si for the time being.

Chu Yu sat beside him, watching with great interest. "If you were that easy to kill with just one bottle of medicine, you wouldn't have survived until now."

Rong Si casually remarked, "He's got a tough life."

The military doctor treated Rong Si's back injury and then applied their own medicine.

The pain from the medication made Rong Si frown and remain silent, with no time to joke with Chu Yu.

Chu Yu looked at the gleaming knife wound on his back, lowered his eyes, and remained silent.

About 15 minutes later, the military doctor finished treating everything, gave Rong Si some instructions on common matters, and then got out of the carriage to check on the injuries of the others.

Rong Si took a few breaths before he could speak, "Why are you here?"

Chu Yu gestured, "Come and deliver the medicine."

Rong Si raised an eyebrow. "That's all?"

Of course, that's not all.

Chu Yu then asked, "Did you grant Yaoyao permission to enter the Northern Chi camp?"

"Does it matter whether I approve or not?" Rong Si was injured in the front and back, so he could only sit and lean against the side, idly looking at Chu Yu. "I told you she's very stubborn."

"I can't stop her from making a decision. If you want to stop her, you can do it yourself."

Chu Yu looked at him, "You told her to go save me, what were you thinking?"

Rong Si frowned, finding his question strange. "I haven't thought about it."

Why go to save Chu Yu was the question Yu Wanyin was pondering.

She said she wanted to go, so he took her there.

Chu Yu leaned closer, "So, what were you thinking when you saved me?"

Remembering something, Chu Yu added, "Do you know the details of what happened in Yuanchuan more than ten years ago?"

Rong Si didn't know, and he still said the same thing, "I didn't think that much about it."

Chu Yu sat opposite Rong Si and poured himself a cup of tea. "I learned some things at the Northern Chi camp."

And that teacup was the one Yu Wanyin had just touched.

She didn't use it, but her body heat still lingered on it.

Chu Yu held it in his palm, his fingers carefully touching every corner that still held her warmth, caressing it little by little.

Then he explained to Rong Si what happened in Yuanchuan back then.

His maternal uncle's family did not treason or betray the country, and Rong Si's father was not a traitorous general.

This desolate and ridiculous maneuvering and confrontation is a victim of the chaos of the times.

Chu Yu tried to understand what he was saying.

Yu Wanyin was going to save him, but he didn't think much about it.

Chu Yu had always thought so.

Both Yu Wanyin and he were scholars who loved quiet, and on the surface they seemed to have many things in common.

What right does a boor like Rong Si have?

But now he just suddenly doesn't want to admit it.

His Yaoyao and Rong Si seem worlds apart, yet in some ways, they are the same kind of people at heart.

Chu Yu finally understood why Yu Wanyin was so kind to him.

She risked her life to come to the Northern Chi Great Camp to rescue him, but he always felt that she was closer to Rong Si.

She seemed to be able to talk to Rong Si about many things she wouldn't tell him.

After Chu Yu finished speaking, he picked up his teacup.

His lips touched the lingering warmth of Yu Wanyin's touch, and he lightly pursed them, as if kissing her fingertips.

His fingertips moved with affection, as if in doing so he could possess her a little more than Rong Si.

However, Rong Si, being thick-skinned and oblivious, didn't notice any of this.

Rong Si remained silent for a long time, his brows furrowed as he pondered the truth about Yuanchuan that Chu Yu had just told him.

But at one point, he suddenly let out a long sigh.

The carriage fell silent for a moment.

The two of them were thinking about two completely different things.

Rong Si's mind was full of serious matters.

Chu Yu slowly stroked the teacup in his hand.

Time passed until all the warmth she retained was covered and invaded by him.

Chu Yu's hand never left the cup of tea.

He can't let it go.

How could he possibly let go?

impossible.

Today marks the second time that he has been pulled back from the brink of death by someone who appeared in that desolate desert.

Tell him she wants him to live.

Nobody wanted him to live.

Chu Yu felt that he would only let her go at the end of his life, when he could no longer see her.

Chu Yu suddenly realized that the Northern Chi were not entirely barbaric and backward.

There are good ones too.

For example, sharing a wife.

Chu Yu suddenly spoke up, "Have you thought about how we're going to get along with Yao Yao in the future?"

Rong Si was slightly taken aback by the speed at which he changed the subject. He turned to look at Chu Yu and asked, "What?"

Chu Yu raised an eyebrow and repeated, "How can we get along?"

Rong Si found it amusing. "You can be with me now?"

Chu Yu thought that they couldn't get along before because of old and new grudges, but now that they've settled their score, he shouldn't fight to the death, which would only make Yao Yao sad.

"If you can do it, so can I."

Rong Si was skeptical. "So what do you want?"

"Shared wife".

Rong Si's eyelids twitched. He propped himself up and placed his hand on the table next to Chu Yu, but after a moment's hesitation, he didn't flip the table. "Are you dreaming?"

Shared wives?

Rong Si laughed in anger.

So what? As long as he's not in the room, another man will take advantage of the situation.

Or perhaps it's a legitimate excuse to take advantage of the situation.

Chu Yu already knew the answer. "Don't you want to think about it again?"

"No way."

"All right."

Chu Yu still felt that Rong Si was straightforward.

For today's sake, I'll give him the title.

As for the rest, Rong Si has no say in that.

He can do other things without any legitimate reason.

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Yu Wanyin was still worried that the two of them might start fighting.

I never expected that their conversation would escalate to the point of "sharing a wife".

She sat to the side, feeling uneasy.

A water bag was suddenly handed to me.

Yu Wanyin looked in the direction of the water bag and met Shan Chenjun's gaze.

Shan Chenjun gestured, "Have you not eaten anything all day?"

Yu Wanyin took the water pouch she was handed, "I can't eat anything."

She opened it, took a sip, and suddenly paused, stunned.

The salty, savory, and rich flavor of creamy milk fills your mouth.

Shan Chenjun observed her reaction and asked, "Isn't it delicious?"

She sat down with a smile. "This is milk tea from the Western Regions. I think you'll like it."

If you can't eat, a drink will do.

Shan Chenjun followed up by asking, "Didn't you just say Rong Si was alright?"

Yu Wanyin was mainly worried that something might happen later. "I'm just worried."

Shan Chenjun nodded knowingly. She didn't know much about what was happening outside, and she understood the implication in Yu Wanyin's words, "That's yours..."

Yu Wanyin said softly, "Husband."

Shan Chenjun smiled knowingly, "I see."

"I heard before that you entered the camp for that Chu Yu, and I thought he was your husband."

Yu Wanyin moved her lips, unsure how to explain to them for a moment. Just as she hesitated, Shan Chenjun thought it over and quickly discovered something interesting, "So you went to the brink of death for another man, and your husband actually agreed?"

Shan Chenjun's mind was indeed quick and sharp. "Then why would the King of Beichi threaten you with Chu Yu?"

Yu Wanyin took two more sips of milk tea and organized her words and phrases.

On the other side, Helan Jun rode his horse towards them from a distance, calling out, "Chen Jun!"

"Shan Xun's men are causing trouble, I can't handle it here, you come over."

"You can't even control this?!" Shan Chenjun turned around and changed his tone, scolding He Lanjun, "Didn't you see I was talking to my sister?"

Helan Jun dismounted in front of them and glanced at Yu Wanyin a few more times, as he had never seen Yu Wanyin before.

He stepped forward and pulled Shan Chenjun up, saying, "There aren't many people in this military camp who know how to manage things. You do, so go ahead, quickly."

Shan Chenjun was so entangled that he had no choice but to give up.

He gently coaxed Yu Wanyin, "Be good and wait for me to come back."

Turning back, Shan Chenjun kicked He Lanjun, saying, "You have no sense of propriety."

He Lanjun withdrew his gaze from Yu Wanyin and left with Shan Chenjun. "Who is that girl? Do you like her?"

Shan Chenjun didn't say it directly, but smiled and said leisurely, "Yes, I like it."

Yu Wanyin felt a slight tingling in her ears.

Perhaps because she hadn't spent time with her older sister for many years, she had almost forgotten that her older sister had always been like this.

She didn't refuse.

What bad intentions could my older sister possibly have? She just likes herself.

The chaos that remained at the Northern Chi camp was finally rectified late at night.

The troops from Bei Chi, Chu Yu, and Rong Si did not leave until the clearing was completed; matters had to be resolved to avoid further trouble.

The camp was re-established.

Rong Si is still resting in the car.

As night fell and all was quiet, everyone dispersed to rest, with only the soldiers on duty at each camp moving around the main camp.

The military doctor, calculating the time, prepared to change Rong Si's dressing. As he walked out of the carriage, he saw Yu Wanyin returning from not far away.

The military doctor stopped and quickly called out to Yu Wanyin, "Your Majesty, you've come at the perfect time."

"I still have many wounded here. Would it be convenient for you to change the lord's dressings?"

Yu Wanyin looked at the things in his hand, took them, and said, "Give them to me."

The military doctor handed the dressing to Yu Wanyin, gave her some brief instructions on how to change it, and then hurriedly left.

Yu Wanyin, holding the medicine given to her by the military doctor, entered Rong Si's carriage.

Rong Si was restless at this moment. He was always unable to sit still, but he could not move due to his injuries. However, he had to be careful not to cover his wounds when he lay down. Therefore, he had been sitting in the room for a long time and looked somewhat bored.

There was an open box on the table.

Inside were lemongrass and some scattered wildflowers that Su Fang had picked for Rong Si.

Yu Wanyin knew at a glance that it was something Rong Si would chew on to relieve his boredom.

When she came in, Rong Si was quiet for a moment, staring intently at her as she entered.

Yu Wanyin asked casually, "Are you not dizzy anymore?"

"There's still a little."

Rong Si kept thinking about what Chu Yu had said today.

Shared wife.

I wonder if Chu Yu, with his bold and presumptuous words, dared to mention it to her.

Rong Si's eyes and brows immediately revealed an aggressive glint.

Wild and powerful men all possess equally powerful animalistic instincts.

Given the possibility that his wife might acquire the scent of other men.

They would all have an aggressive idea of ​​filling her with more of their own breath.

Yu Wanyin placed the medicine aside. "The army doctor at the gate gave it to me. He asked me to change it for you."

Upon hearing this, Rong Si gave a vague reply, "Okay."

An awkward silence then fell between the two.

Seeing that he didn't move, Yu Wanyin looked at him, but then looked away uncomfortably when she met his gaze.

Finally, she couldn't help but urge, "You have to take these off."

Rong Si remained silent for a long while, then said in a hoarse voice, seemingly unintentionally, "My injuries are too severe to move. Can you help me take them off?"