Chapter 123 Is She...Flying?

"Didn't you say you have nothing to do with her? If it's okay, why are you rushing to save her?

Lin Tingfeng, you are kidding me! "

Zhuang Shihan's questioning voice was filled with tears, and then there was a crisp sound that sounded like a slap.

Song Yanxi didn't need to guess, she knew that the person being beaten could not be Zhuang Shihan.

Lin Tingfeng didn't have the courage.

Sure enough, the next second she heard a male voice that contained suppressed anger.

"Shihan, you've hit me and scolded me, but you should at least give me a chance to explain, right?"

Zhuang Shihan sneered, "Last night you said that refusing a divorce in front of the Emperor was just a show, wanting him to think you were a loyal person, and I reluctantly believed you.

But how do you explain what happened today?

When you saw Song Yanxi was in danger, you ran faster than anyone else. Someone who didn't know would think she was the one you loved the most! "

Lin Tingfeng lowered his voice, "Keep your voice down, so as not to attract people here."

"It would be better to bring him here, so that everyone can see how the general, who they regard as a brave and mighty general, is trying to play both sides with his smooth talk!"

As Zhuang Shihan spoke, her voice grew closer.

Worried about the embarrassment of being caught later, Song Yanxi turned around and was about to leave, but she heard a delicate cry from behind her.

Then, Zhuang Shihan's embarrassed and annoyed voice rang out, "You bastard, let me go... Ugh..."

Hearing her voice that sounded like she was asking for help, Song Yanxi cursed softly, lifted her skirt and rushed over to save her.

But after she ran two steps, she felt a weight on her waist, and then her feet were suspended in the air. The scene in front of her eyes passed by quickly as if in a dream.

Is she...flying?

"I was in a hurry just now and offended you." Seeing Song Yanxi standing there in a daze with a frightened look, a trace of annoyance flashed in Mo Jinchuan's black eyes.

It still scared her after all.

Song Yanxi's feet stepped on the ground, but she still felt a sense of unreality, as if the ground beneath her feet had become soft.

It was not until she heard the familiar voice that she realized what had just happened.

Looking at Mo Jinchuan, who was standing as tall as a pine or cypress across from her, Song Yanxi was stunned at first, and then the confusion in her eyes was replaced by full of surprise.

Her voice trembled with excitement, "Your Majesty, your legs..."

Mo Jinchuan curled his lips slightly and said softly, "Standing is no problem, but I can't walk too far."

Song Yanxi nodded quickly, raised a smile and said, "Your Highness has recovered much faster than I expected. At this rate, he will be back to normal in no more than two months."

When she finished speaking, her voice was choked with sobs.

As a doctor, Song Yanxi knew better than anyone how much suffering and pain Mo Jinchuan had endured during these months of treatment.

Several times he fainted from the pain, but he never cried out.

Fortunately, God didn't want to play tricks on him again.

And she happened to live up to his trust.

There seemed to be a warm liquid passing through the corner of her eyes. Song Yanxi raised her hand to wipe it, but someone moved faster.

Mo Jinchuan gently wiped away the tears from her eyes, his handsome brows slightly wrinkled, "Why are you crying for no reason? You should be happy for this king."

The slightly rough fingertips slid across the skin. The unfamiliar touch startled Song Yanxi so much that she took two steps back, and her face became visibly flushed.

She bowed to Mo Jinchuan, hurriedly said "I'm very happy" and ran away.

As for honorific titles and self-proclaimed names, they were completely forgotten.

An Yi chased after her to deliver the wheelchair. When he met Song Yanxi and was about to say hello, he saw her walking very fast as if someone was chasing her.

But he had just been guarding outside the woods and didn't see anyone come in.

Could it be that his master bullied Miss Song?

No, no, no, that's absolutely impossible.

His master is a gentleman. If he could really do such a shameless thing, Miss Song would have become their mistress long ago. How could that coward named Lin have the chance to marry her?

The more An Yi thought about it, the angrier he got. The first thing he said when he saw Mo Jinchuan was, "Master, how about I go teach that Lin guy a lesson?"

"Can."

"Okay!"

An Yi responded and was about to leave, but suddenly felt that something was not right.

Before the army set out, the master specifically instructed him not to act rashly without his permission.

Now that he agreed so readily...

An fell to his knees with a thud, and the words of apology were on the tip of his tongue, but he heard his master say quietly, "Choose a deserted place to strike first, so that you can do it more cleanly."

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Half an hour later, Zhuang Shihan reappeared in front of everyone.

She had changed into a new dress and her complexion was rosy. Standing among a group of big men, she looked even more charming and attractive.

Many new recruits were confused and thought that she had not appeared for a long time because she was staying in the carriage and thinking about competing with Song Yanxi tonight.

But those who have experienced it can see the clues at a glance.

The few of them exchanged glances, looked at Zhuang Shihan, then looked at Song Yanxi who was sitting by the fire, their smiles extremely obscene.

An old soldier rubbed his hands and said with a chuckle, "Our general is truly amazing. Most people wouldn't even dare to dream of such a blessing."

"You dare to talk nonsense? I'll throw you over to sleep with Scar later!"

There was a burst of laughter all around.

The old soldier stamped his feet in anger and walked away cursing.

Song Yanxi was caught off guard when she heard the noise and looked over. She met Zhuang Shihan's provocative gaze and smiled slightly.

She was born with a stunning face, but she was aloof and didn't talk to anyone. She always wore plain clothes, so she was not conspicuous compared to Zhuang Shihan, who had a bold personality and loved to wear red clothes.

When the soldiers discussed privately, they also said that she was dull and it was no wonder that Lin Tingfeng disliked her.

Now, against the backdrop of the firelight, her brilliant smile was like a peony in full bloom, instantly robbing it of all its brilliance, and even the surrounding moonlight seemed to dim as if to avoid its edge.

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

"Isn't the Moon Palace Fairy just like this?"

Not only did someone say this, but other soldiers also followed suit and started praising him.

Most of the soldiers were illiterate and rough men, and they could not learn from the literati and poets to quote from classics. They only used the simplest and most straightforward words to praise her beauty.

Someone chuckled and said, "If I could find such a beautiful wife in the future, I could even open a separate book for my family tree."

The person next to him kicked him and called him a fool.

The soldier closest to Song Yanxi pinched himself hard and blurted out, "Madam General, you are so beautiful!"

The people around looked at each other, and the voices of discussion gradually died down.

This new recruit must have left his brain at home when he went out. Isn't this just bringing up something that is not related to the topic?

Everyone in the entire military camp knew that although she was the general's wife, she was only a figurehead.

Song Yanxi looked at the soldier who was speaking. He was about fifteen or sixteen years old, maybe even younger than her son A-Bo.

She smiled at him and asked, "What's your name?"

The soldier was stunned for a moment, and only realized what was happening when someone next to him patted him on the back of his head did he react. He smiled innocently and said, "My name is Chang Jiu, which means longevity and prosperity, and Jiu means nine lives!"

Song Yanxi couldn't help but curl her eyebrows, "Changjiu Changjiu, it means long and long, what a good name."

Chang Jiu was flattered, rubbing his clothes nervously, and said with a red face, "The general and his wife are destined to be together forever, live a hundred years, and have a son soon!"

The older soldier next to him slapped him on the head and said with a smile, "That's just nonsense, my lady. Please don't take it to heart."

He pulled Chang Jiu to leave, and when he turned around, he saw the smiling Zhuang Shihan.

Chang Jiu took a half step back and timidly called out "Princess Shihan".

The smile on Zhuang Shihan's face instantly disappeared, and she asked coldly, "Are you afraid of me?"