Chapter 71

Figures moved about outside the tent, accompanied by a cacophony of sounds.

Lu Huaying had a graze on her chin from an arrow. That arrow must have been fired by a Xiliang soldier after he aimed at her. If she had reacted any slower, the sharp arrowhead might have pierced her neck.

Wei Mingsu frowned, remained silent, and quietly applied the medicine to Lu Huaying.

His movements as he applied the medicine were gentle, meticulous, and steady. With her head tilted back, Lu Huaying could barely feel him applying the medicine; she only felt pain when the medicine seeped into the wound.

Suddenly, she felt a slight itch near her ear, and a few strands of her hair fell out from under her headscarf and landed beside her ear.

Lu Huaying did not move.

Those few strands of black hair brushed against my ears, making me feel increasingly itchy.

She was feeling a little uncomfortable and was about to raise her hand when Wei Mingsu suddenly stopped, gently brushed aside a few strands of hair near her ear, and continued to apply the medicine to her.

Lu Huaying was slightly taken aback, and looked down at Wei Mingsu.

He lowered his eyes and focused intently on applying the medicine to her.

The tent was dimly lit, and the Wei Mingsu in front of her overlapped with the one Lu Huaying remembered. She sat cross-legged in the tent, fidgeting impatiently. He sat beside her, patiently coaxing her and helping her apply medicine. He had the same calm face, but back then he wasn't as indifferent as he was now. His temples were black, without any glaring silver strands.

Wei Mingsu was deceived by her so badly that he lost all hope in her.

Lu Huaying's mind went blank for a moment.

"Smack!"

The tent suddenly became bright. Mang Bao lifted the curtain and went into the tent. He saw Wei Mingsu applying medicine to Lu Huaying. He was stunned for a moment, then strode over to Lu Huaying and asked, "Afei, how badly are you injured?"

Lu Huaying came to her senses, waved her hand, and indicated that she had only suffered minor injuries.

Mang Bao glanced at Wei Mingsu, then looked closely at Lu Huaying's wound and laughed, "Afei, I just counted the number of people, and all of our people are back."

Lu Huaying was still looking up as Wei Mingsu helped her apply medicine. She couldn't speak, so she could only smile at Mang Bao.

Mang Bao sat down and told Lu Huaying about the injuries of the others.

As they were talking, Mote and a young man from the Tulun tribe lifted the curtain and came in, thanking Lu Huaying for saving them the night before. The group gathered around Lu Huaying, discussing the burning of the Xiliang army camp the previous night. When they mentioned Mang Bao's impulsiveness and recklessness, they all laughed heartily, as if they didn't care about their lives at all.

Wei Mingsu applied the medicine to Lu Huaying without saying a word, then stood up and walked out.

The sounds of Mang Bao and his group laughing and talking came from behind them.

This group of young men were full of vigor and high spirits. Despite their injuries, they were still full of spirit and extraordinary courage.

They are like the rising sun, full of youthful vigor.

And he already had gray hair.

A west wind blew by.

Looking at the increasingly bright eastern sky, Wei Mingsu wore a self-deprecating expression on his tired face. He walked into the opposite tent, sat down next to Yi Xi who was snoring, and closed his eyes.

He had been waiting for Lu Huaying since she left last night, without closing his eyes.

She's back safe and sound now.

He can rest assured now.

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Lu Huaying was also exhausted and took a nap.

Although the Xiliang people did not catch up, they still dared not stay in one place for too long. In the afternoon, they broke camp and headed east.

Lu Huaying woke up, fastened her saber, came out of the tent, and led her horse out.

A group of Tulun warriors led their horses over and spoke to her. Mangbao was at the front and wanted to help her lead the horse, but she smiled and shook her head.

Wei Mingsu and Yi Xi also came out of the tent.

Yi Xi glanced at Lu Huaying, who was surrounded by a group of young soldiers, then turned to Wei Mingsu: "Prefect Wei, does Afei have a husband?"

Wei Mingsu did not answer.

He stared blankly at Lu Huaying, who was smiling and talking to Mang Bao in the distance, as if he were lost in thought.

After a moment, he shook his head.

"No."

Yi Xi looked surprised, then asked, "What about your lover?"

Wei Mingsu shook his head.

Yi Xi pointed at Mang Bao

He smiled and said, "Perhaps it already is."

Wei Mingsu remained silent, looked away, turned around, and helped the Duosang tribe pack up their tents.

"Prefect Wei!"

Yi Xi suddenly walked over, patted Wei Mingsu on the shoulder, and winked at him with a mischievous smile.

Wei Mingsu turned around.

Lu Huaying led her horse over from the opposite side, walked through the crowd, and stood in front of him. Under the watchful eyes of Mang Bao and the others, she patted the saddle and said, "Prefect Wei, let's go together."

Wei Mingsu looked at Lu Huaying.

A bitter feeling welled up in my heart.

But even in bitterness, there is sweetness.