Gu Zhen didn't come back for the next two days. He was really busy. Everyone in the camp could feel the tension of a war that was about to break out. They couldn't help but be affected by the atmosphere. There was a bit of excitement and passion in the tension.
In the middle of the night, Song Jiaren vaguely felt that there was someone in the tent. She opened her eyes quickly and looked hard at the figure standing in the tent with his back to her in the darkness. One hand slowly reached under the pillow and grasped the dagger. If anyone dared to harm her, don't blame her for being rude!
It was not until the man walked to the bed that she could see his face clearly in the moonlight.
call……
It was His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Really? He didn’t even light the lamp when he came back, making her think he was an assassin.
Gu Zhen raised an eyebrow and looked at Song Jiaren, whose eyes were wide open and still lingering with fear. "What's wrong?" Scared her? He just didn't want to wake her.
Song Jiaren pulled her hand back from under the pillow into the quilt and said angrily, "I almost stabbed you like an assassin, and you didn't even light the lamp when you came back. What if I hurt you?"
"You hid the dagger under your pillow?" So, was she so insecure when he wasn't by her side? She couldn't sleep well, and she woke up almost as soon as he came in. Gu Zhen sighed, took off his coat, and got on the bed, hugging Song Jiaren. "Sleep well, I won't leave tonight."
Song Jiaren smelled the dry scent on his body and the coolness he brought with him. The weather had suddenly changed in the past few days. Unlike the cool autumn weather before, it was now dry and cold that penetrated deep into the bone marrow. It seemed that no matter how thick the clothes were, it would be useless.
"Is everything done?" Song Jiaren had also taken a nap during the day, so she was not sleepy now.
Gu Zhen straightened his expression and said, "I went to Luobian City, took out the tiger talisman, bypassed Luo Zhen and directly dispatched troops with 30,000 elite soldiers. This time, I am much more confident. It's not that I'm afraid of the Xianbei's large numbers, but I don't want our soldiers to be careless about casualties. With these 30,000 elite soldiers, we can reduce the probability of casualties. Combined with the strategy I discussed with General Luo, this battle is definitely won."
Song Jiaren also cheered him on, "You will definitely win. No one can defeat your evil scheme..."
Gu Zhen narrowed his eyes and looked at her. "Evil plot?" There was a strange light in his eyes, and his gaze was scorching.
Song Jiaren felt numb and shy when he stared at her. He was going to do something bad again.
In the darkness, Gu Zhen propped himself up and hovered over Song Jiaren. He was so close that he could hear both of their heartbeats. Under his thick eyelashes were a pair of bright eyes.
His voice was different from usual, deep and hoarse. "Do you miss being alone... huh?"
Song Jiaren's thoughts began to blur, and she couldn't even think about what he said, and her breathing became rapid.
Gu Zhen looked at her face which seemed to have become thinner, her eyes which were sparkling with spring feelings, and her sweet and rapid breathing. These were the things he had been thinking about day and night for the past two days, and now he could finally hold them in his arms and plunder them at will.
Gu Zhen's eyes became darker and darker, like a whirlpool that attracted her to fall into it. Her heart moved at will. He raised his hands to hold her shoulders to prevent her from escaping, leaned forward, and pressed his hot lips against her delicate lips.
Song Jiaren felt a little pain from his dry and chapped lips. She whimpered in protest, but he pressed her down and she couldn't move.
The hungry kiss meandered from her lips to her neck, and the hot breath sprayed on her flesh, bringing up a string of sensitive little bumps. She felt the itch emanating from her heart and couldn't help but make a shameful sound.
Gu Zhen's calloused hand reached into her waist, groping restlessly, but was held down to stop him from making trouble. He raised his misty eyes, his lips were alluring, and his hoarse voice was sexy and seductive, "What's wrong?"
He looked unsatisfied.
Song Jiaren's face was burning with anger. "...My period has come."
Gu Zhen was stunned for a moment, then turned over in frustration and lay down to the side, gasping for breath, to relieve the desire that could not be relieved.
After calming his breath for a long time, he kissed her again and said, "I'll get it back next time."
The news that Gu Zhen had returned with elite soldiers greatly boosted the morale of the army. The soldiers trained more actively than usual. Song Jiaren also came to the training ground in a very good mood to watch them train.
The weapons on the weapon racks were distributed, military flags were fluttering, and drums and trumpets were arranged in an orderly manner. On the stage stood General Luo, who was wearing black armor and was tall and strong. Next to him was His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who was wearing silver armor, had handsome eyebrows and eyes, and was cold and elegant.
Song Jiaren had seen him wearing the crown and casual clothes of the crown prince, and she had also seen him wearing plain ordinary clothes. This was the first time she saw him wearing armor. His eyes were like torches, and his calmness revealed a sharp edge, and there was an overwhelming arrogance in him.
So cool!
A little bit domineering!
She didn't bother them and just watched for a while outside the training ground. The soldiers shouted loudly, were full of energy and had quick reactions. Her confidence increased greatly and she admired His Royal Highness the Crown Prince even more.
In the evening, Gu Zhen returned to the tent, hugged Song Jiaren and kissed her tender face. How could it still be so smooth? The weather in the north was dry and cold, and his face had become rough and darker, but hers was still so delicate.
He turned around and took off his armor to reveal his casual clothes underneath, as if he had taken off his domineering outer coat in an instant and turned into the noble and cold Crown Prince.
Song Jiaren not only wanted to see him wearing armor, but also wanted to see him fighting in the battlefield. That kind of unstoppable momentum of commanding thousands of troops was out of reach in modern times. Now she had the opportunity to see it with her own eyes and even participate in it. Her hair was so excited that it was extremely jubilant.
Gu Zhen saw through her little intention and refused her without her even asking, "No, don't even think about going to the battlefield with me." She was too brave. Swords and knives have no mercy. What if he hurt her? He also had no time to take care of her when the two armies were confronting each other.
"I won't run around and cause you any trouble. Can't I just stay in the tent?" Song Jiaren saw that he saw through her little thoughts and
She acted like a spoiled child and begged him for mercy.
Gu Zhen was pulled by her sleeve, and the beauty in his arms looked at her timidly, with tears flashing in her eyes, trying to confuse him and make him soften his heart and agree.
Unfortunately, the beauty trap was useless to Gu Zhen. Although he also enjoyed Song Jiaren's embrace, he still didn't want her to take risks, and still refused. "No, just wait here for me to come back. Going to the battlefield is no joke. Fighting is far more bloody and cruel than you can imagine."
Song Jiaren felt humiliated and sat aside angrily, ignoring him. She didn't expect that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince would be so determined.
As the war was approaching, Song Jiaren still failed to convince His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to take her to the battlefield. As the soldiers gathered together to count, General Luo and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince rode on tall horses, looking imposing, and the army's horn sounded.
Across the crowd and at a distance, she could see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince riding on a horse in silver armor. He seemed to be looking in her direction. He became the most dazzling among all the generals, and there was a kind of awe-inspiring power in his every move.
The army rushed away, raising a cloud of dust.
Song Jiaren looked at the soldiers marching away with a sense of melancholy and loss.
In the evening, news came from the front line that the large army had arrived at the battle site, but the food and wages had been intercepted and burned by the enemy.
The remaining stone frowned and circled anxiously on the ground. "What should we do? There is no food and wages. What will the soldiers eat and drink? What will the horses eat and drink? One or two days is fine, but after a few days, we will be defeated without a fight. The enemy is too insidious and cunning."
Song Jiaren pondered for a while. The food and wages were burned, and now they could only send more people to deliver them. They must not cut off the soldiers' rations. "Shitou, go to the kitchen and see if you can make steamed buns and food overnight."
Shitou had a bold guess: "Are we going to prepare more food and supplies for His Highness?"
"Yeah, are you going to watch the soldiers return? Doesn't that mean we admit defeat and surrender?" Song Jiaren could only think of this method for the time being. She hated the Xianbei people for being despicable and shameless and using such a despicable trick.
The kitchen prepared steamed buns, dry food and easy-to-store rations overnight and transported them to the front line under the leadership of Shi Tou, the soldiers and Song Jiaren dressed as a soldier.
When they arrived at the front line, it was already dark, with only a faint moonlight left. The tents in front were dark as if blending into the night. After the patrolling soldier reported, they were allowed to pass.
Gu Zhen looked at Shi Tou with admiration. He didn't expect that Shi Tou, who used to be strong but simple-minded, would take the risk to come over to deliver supplies, and even think of preparing to send food and money at the first moment. He was impressed by him.
“Well done!”
Shi Tou scratched his ears in embarrassment and guilt, "Your Highness... this was not my idea... it was... it was..." He couldn't call Song Jiaren's name directly, so he could only stammer and speak unclearly.
Gu Zhen looked at a smaller soldier behind him in confusion. He didn't remember there being such a small soldier in the camp. He had a bad feeling in his heart. When he saw the little face covered by the helmet, he asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"
Song Jiaren was indignant. If she hadn't found a way to send food and wages, the soldiers would have starved. "I came here just as I wanted."
Gu Zhen frowned and snorted coldly, "Nonsense! I'll send someone to send you back tomorrow." She didn't take his words seriously at all, and dared to follow him to transport food and money, not afraid that they would be burned by the Xianbei again.
Song Jiaren didn't expect that her kindness was taken for granted. She was frightened on the way here, and now she was scolded for nothing. She felt aggrieved just thinking about it.
Shi Tou saw that they were arguing for no apparent reason, so he quickly stepped forward to explain, "Your Highness, it was Madam who came up with this idea..." After saying that, he quickly hid away for fear of being taken out on by others.
Gu Zhen and Song Jiaren were left feeling embarrassed and angry respectively.
"Well, I wrongly blamed you, but I was worried about you at that time, afraid that you would encounter danger. On the way here, we were ambushed by the Xianbei people. They went straight to the carts carrying food and money, set them on fire, and then all bit the poison bags in their mouths and committed suicide. I was afraid that you would meet them." Gu Zhen explained helplessly.
Song Jiaren was just throwing a tantrum. Her main purpose of coming was to transport food and money, and her secondary purpose was to stay and watch the battle and see how ancient wars were fought.
"Forget it, you're just afraid that I'll cause trouble." She lowered her eyes, looking extremely sad.
Gu Zhen felt more and more guilty. She risked her life to deliver food and money, but he still scolded her. No wonder she was angry and sad. It was all because of his recklessness and indiscriminate concern.
"Don't be angry, how about I let you say a few words?"
Song Jiaren suppressed the urge to curl up her lips, and said bitterly with a droopy face, "...How could I bear to say that to Your Highness? As long as I can stay by Your Highness's side, I will be satisfied."
Well, after all, she still wants to stay on the front line.
Gu Zhen understood immediately and could only nod in agreement helplessly.
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