Chapter 48 Camp He knew she must be very scared at the moment

"Sir, you should at least get some sleep. It's been a few days, and it won't cause any harm if you put these documents aside for a while."

Zhou Jiu watched Yang Yan reviewing documents without sleep for several days, and he was very anxious. Even the strongest man could not stand being awake for several days in a row.

"Has the person been found?" Yang Yan raised his head from the pile of military reports and documents, his heavy gaze fell on Zhou Jiu, and only said this.

"not yet."

“But I’ll keep looking!”

Zhou Jiu stated that he would not give up in order to reassure Yang Yan.

Suddenly, a servant came to the door with a message. Zhou Jiu glared at the servant and said, "Go down first. If you have anything to say, wait until the master has rested for a while."

The servant said in embarrassment: "But this is a letter from the Xirong camp."

"Then wait a little longer."

Zhou Jiu didn't think that those Xirong people had anything good to say. All they said were provocative words. Nothing was more important than the health of their master, so he snatched the letter and let the servant go first.

"You go first. I'll take the letter."

The servant nodded timidly and quickly retreated.

Letter from Xirong.

Yang Yan had fought Tuoba Ye in his past life and knew that he wasn't one for writing elaborate letters. Chai Heng had been nowhere to be found these past few days, and he'd been harboring a premonition. He frowned and said to Zhou Jiu, "Give it to me."

"But……"

Yang Yan was unwilling to repeat himself. Zhou Jiu sighed, gritted his teeth, and handed the letter to his master. Then, he saw his master's face gradually change, becoming so gloomy that ink seemed to drip out.

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Chai Heng wrote the letter as Lu Shichu requested, but the voice of Cui Miao in the next tent suddenly disappeared. Chai Heng called Cui Miao across the tent for a long time but received no response.

She was very scared.

From day to night, he would call Cui Miao through the curtain every once in a while.

It was not until the evening that Cui Miao's weak voice was finally heard.

"It's great that you can still speak."

Hearing Cui Miao's voice, Chai Heng finally felt relieved. She had been worried all day, fearing that Lu Shichu would go back on his word and do something to hurt Cui Miao again.

"I'm tough, nothing's wrong with me. But you must be worried. Don't be afraid. I won't dare get into trouble with you here."

Chai Heng felt a little guilty: "You should have continued to serve as the commander of your military division in the capital. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have ended up here by chance."

Cui Miao sighed and laughed, "How can I blame you for this? I came to find you on my own initiative. I don't regret it, really."

He paused and felt a little sad: "But in the end you were forced by Lord Lu. I don't want you to be like this. If Lord Yang comes, you will also feel guilty."

"He won't come."

After Lu Shichu left, Chai Heng thought about it again. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Yang Yan would not suffer this loss or be fooled, so now his mind was full of how to escape with Cui Miao.

"My sword hasn't been taken away. After nightfall, we can try to escape. But I don't know how many people are outside the tent, and I don't know if we can grab the escaped horse, so the chance of getting out alive is only 20%. But if we can take off the clothes of the Xirong soldiers who brought us food and wear the same clothes, the chances of escape will be greater."

"Cui Miao, do you have your sword with you?"

Chai Heng asked.

Cui Miao: "My sword has been taken away by them a long time ago, but I can still twist the neck of a soldier who is delivering food. If you are not afraid of death and are willing to fight, I am not afraid either."

"Okay, let's try it together."

After saying this, the two men began to conserve their energy and waited patiently for someone to bring them food. At 10:00 p.m., two Western Rong soldiers entered the tent at the same time and brought them today's food.

Chai Heng stood up and waited for the Xirong man to put the food box on the table. Then he quietly walked behind him, covered his mouth tightly, drew his sword and stabbed it into his throat.

The Xirong man fluttered in his arms like a dying fish for a while, then soon fell silent. While he was still, Chai Heng quickly took off his soldier's uniform, put it on himself, and walked out again, carrying the food box.

Meanwhile, Cui Miao had already twisted the neck of the Xirong soldier who was delivering the food. However, his injuries were too severe, and his limbs were not very flexible. The Xirong soldier struggled before dying, but he was unable to restrain him. The food on the table fell to the ground, alerting the guards outside. Before he could escape, he was restrained again.

At that time, Chai Heng had just walked out of the tent. If she ran away immediately and then blended into the crowd of soldiers, it would be difficult to be discovered.

But when the other soldiers were trying to hold Cui Miao down, she couldn't remain indifferent, so she turned back.

But they were outnumbered and were surrounded again.

Lu Shichu expected that she would make trouble, so he specially arranged more soldiers to patrol the camp. When someone reported this to him, he was not surprised at all.

He knew his junior sister too well and knew that she would not wait here foolishly. For someone with her personality, it was useless to torture her herself, so he had to torture the people around her.

He was too merciful for not torturing Cui Miao in front of her before, so this time, he had to let her know the consequences.

When the knife stabbed into Cui Miao's right arm, Chai Heng subconsciously rushed towards him, but countless hands held her down.

Lu Shichu felt it was not enough, and ordered someone to stir the flesh on his arm with a knife. Cui Miao couldn't help but screamed "Ugh!" The blue veins on his neck bulged with pain, and for a moment, cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

The scream made Chai Heng tremble with fear. She was so scared that she just wanted to go to Cui Miao immediately.

"We're not running away."

"Senior brother, please let him go." Chai Heng knew that it was useless to be tough with Lu Shichu at this moment. She didn't want to anger him, so she had to say nice things to him.

"Can you really not run?"

"But that's what you promised Yang Yan at the beginning, and didn't you leave in the end?" Lu Shichu looked down at the person lying on the ground.

As he was speaking, the guard came hurriedly and reported: "Master Lu, the person you requested is here."

Lu Shichu smiled, looking like he had everything under control: "Let go of them first. Speak of the devil, and he'll appear. Junior sister, you always thought Yang Yan wouldn't come, but the facts prove that with you as bait, he will always take the bait."

The grip on Chai Heng's shoulders was released, and in that instant she felt her strength return. At the same time, the person holding Cui Miao down also released his grip.

Chai Heng rushed towards Cui Miao. His body was covered in small wounds, and his ten fingers were covered in bloodstains. Blood was oozing from various wounds. Lu Shichu's previous knife attack had made him tremble all over. He hadn't recovered yet, and his whole body was shaking violently.

"You must be scared."

"I'm fine, don't cry."

Cui Miao spoke intermittently. He was a military general, and it was inevitable for him to get injured in daily life. But the blow that Lu Shichu had ordered to stir the wound just now was too vicious. He couldn't bear the pain and lost his composure.

During the past few days in the Xirong camp, the words Cui Miao said to her most often were "I'm fine", but in fact, he didn't look like he was fine.

Her whole heart felt sore, as if it was soaked in water, swollen and very uncomfortable.

This was the scene Yang Yan saw when he arrived. Chai Heng was kneeling on the ground, holding Cui Miao in her arms. Cui Miao was trembling weakly in Chai Heng's arms, but she did not forget to raise her hand to wipe the tears from her face.

Even though they were quite far away, Yang Yan knew from the look on his face that Chai Heng must be very scared at the moment.