Chapter 203 Laughter
Beidi Camp.
Murong Feng's muscles were tense and veins on his forehead were throbbing, but what hurt more than the wounds was the anger and humiliation of being completely fooled and trampled upon.
Jiang Qingning's face appeared repeatedly in his mind, from the initial test of her identity as the Princess of Beidi, to the later promise of cooperation, to the shot that took his life on the battlefield.
Everything was simply an elaborate scam. Murong Feng, who had always prided himself on being smart, was manipulated by her from beginning to end.
What about collusion between the inside and outside, what about conspiracy against Da Gan? She simply wanted to use his knife to disrupt the Da Gan court and pave the way for her Jiang family to return to the center of power.
But he foolishly led an army of 100,000 and became the sharpest and most ridiculous chess piece on her chessboard.
"presumptuous!"
He was so angry that he swung his left arm and swept all the medicine bottles on the table beside him to the ground.
Porcelain pieces flew everywhere.
The military doctor and the personal guards in the tent were so frightened that they fell to their knees, trembling.
"Get out! All of you get out!" Murong Feng roared, his face ferocious.
He was the only one left in the tent.
Murong Feng was breathing heavily, his chest heaving violently, and his injured right arm was bleeding again due to excitement, staining the newly replaced gauze red.
The thought of quitting quietly lingered in his heart.
Jiang Qingning's rebellion meant that his excuse for sending troops became a huge joke. Was his father really dead, or was this all a setup by Jiang Qingning to get rid of him?
If he retreated back to Beidi at this moment, what would be waiting for him?
I'm afraid he will die without a burial place.
He has already fought his way to the capital of Dagan and paid such a huge price, he must not give up.
As long as he captures the capital, kills Lu Bin, and occupies this rich land, he will have enough capital to compete with all those who question him.
And Jiang Qingning, the woman who deceived him and seriously hurt him, he must tear her into pieces.
"Someone come here!" Murong Feng suddenly shouted outside the tent.
The commander of the personal guards immediately bowed and went inside.
"Pass the order down." Murong Feng's voice was filled with murderous intent. "All units muster their troops and treat the wounded. Two days later, at dawn, the entire army will launch a surprise attack on the main camp of Dagan. Capture the heads of Jiang Qingning and Qin Xiu for me. Tell them that this battle is a one-way street, and anyone who fears fighting will be killed without mercy!"
"Yes!" The commander of the personal guards was startled and dared not say more. He immediately took the order and left.
Murong Feng walked to the edge of the tent, lifted a corner, and looked at the twinkling lights of the Dagan camp in the distance, his eyes full of resentment and determination.
Jiang Qingning, do you think you are sure to win?
Even if this is a dead end, I will drag you down to hell with me.
Unlike the depressing atmosphere in the Dadi Camp, the Dagan Camp, although still grim and murderous, has a bit more vitality after surviving a disaster.
The food and medicinal materials brought by Jiang Qingning played a huge role. The curling smoke and the aroma of rice and broth dispelled the soldiers' hunger and despair for days.
The military doctors were able to show their skills and the wounded received timely treatment.
It was already late at night when Jiang Qingning had swiftly handled all matters such as personnel placement, patrol and security.
She took off her bloodstained golden armor, wearing only a neat dark outfit. She rubbed her sore brows and walked towards Qin Xiu's military tent.
There was only a dim oil lamp lit in the tent.
Qin Xiu lay quietly on the simple camp couch, his face still pale, but his breathing had become much steadier.
While he was sleeping, his usual sternness faded away, his brows relaxed, his long eyelashes cast a faint shadow under his eyes, his nose was high, his lips were thin and graceful, revealing a rare fragility and handsomeness.
Jiang Qingning sat down on the low stool beside the couch and looked at him quietly.
The candlelight softly outlined his features, and her eyes unconsciously traced his eyebrows, nose, and lips...
This life is really wonderful if it is lived properly.
This thought popped into Jiang Qingning's mind without warning, and even he was slightly startled.
In the past eight years, she was used to seeing people with cold faces and frowns, but she had never looked at a man so carefully and quietly.
My heart seemed to skip a beat.
Jiang Qingning thought of the concern that Qin Xiu could hardly conceal every time he looked at her, and the deep-seated emotions that she had never dared to delve into.
Every time, her heartstrings moved slightly, but she forced herself to suppress it.
Her great revenge has not been taken, her future is uncertain, and the Jiang family is in turmoil. How could she have the qualifications to touch such romantic things?
She could only wrap herself in ice and calculations and move forward step by step.
But now... his father and brother were about to return, Murong Feng had become a trapped beast, the overall situation was about to be settled, and his tense heartstrings seemed to finally be able to relax a little.
Looking at the man in front of her who had fought bloody battles for her and Dagan and was now lying here seriously injured, the icy lake in Jiang Qingning's heart seemed to quietly crack.
Life on earth is but a few decades long.
After the family is reunited and revenge is taken, if one can find a close friend, live in peace and joy, perhaps... that is the true perfection.
As she thought about this, her eyes unconsciously became softer, even with a hint of infatuation that she herself was not aware of.
At this moment, Qin Xiu's eyelashes trembled a few times on the couch, and he slowly opened his eyes.
Their eyes met.
The tent was silent, with only the faint sound of the candlelight popping.
Jiang Qingning had never expected that he would wake up suddenly, and just happened to catch him staring at her infatuatedly. He was suddenly panicked, like a child caught doing something bad. He looked away almost instantly, and his ears felt slightly hot.
She forced herself to remain calm, but her voice was barely perceptible, "You're awake now. How are you feeling? Does your wound still hurt? Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat?"
Qin Xiu had just woken up, his vision was still a little blurry, and his mind was in a mess.
The pain in his abdomen and the weakness in his body reminded him that the fierce battle before had indeed happened. However, the face in front of him, which he had been thinking about day and night and was now filled with obvious concern, made him feel as if he was in a dream.
He blinked, wondering if he was hallucinating due to his injuries or if he was still trapped in a coma.
Otherwise, why would Jiang Qingning, who had always been distant and cold towards him, look at him with such eyes? Why would she sit beside his couch?
"Am I still dreaming?" His voice was dry and hoarse, and he seemed extremely uncertain. "Otherwise, how could I see you looking at me like this..."
Hearing this, Jiang Qingning pursed his lips, suppressing the strange feeling in his heart. He turned his gaze back and tried to make his tone sound calm and natural: "You are not dreaming. Murong Feng has been repelled by our joint forces. He will not attack for the time being. I have brought food and medicine. The soldiers are resting. You can just rest and recuperate."
She paused, then continued, "Don't worry, my father and brother will arrive with reinforcements soon. Then we can discuss how to completely stop Murong Feng's army."
I heard that Jiang Baichuan and Jiang Qinghuai were coming soon.
He tried to move and wanted to sit up: "I'm fine, the military situation is urgent and we can't delay. We can do it now..."
"Lie down." Jiang Qingning immediately reached out and gently pressed on his shoulders to prevent him from getting up.
Her tone was commanding, yet also tinged with concern. "The wound has just been treated. Do you want it to open again? There's no rush for plans right now. You should recuperate first."
Through the thin inner garment, she could feel the warmth of his shoulder and the touch of the bandage in her palm, and both of them paused.
Qin Xiu was stunned by her angry command and touch.
He raised his eyes and stared at Jiang Qingning who was so close to him.
This was not a dream, she was really taking care of him and caring about his injuries.
The extravagant desires that I thought were hopeless in this life suddenly became a reality in such a way at this moment.
He obediently stopped moving, but his deep eyes stared at her greedily without blinking.
There were too many complicated emotions surging in Qin Xiu's eyes: shock, uncertainty, caution, and surging expectations that could no longer be concealed.
Jiang Qingning felt a little uncomfortable when he looked at her. He quickly withdrew his hand and stood up: "You lie down first. I'll go see if the medicine is ready."
After saying that, Jiang Qingning turned around and left the tent almost hastily.
The curtain fell, blocking out the cold wind from outside and Qin Xiu's gaze that was almost fixed on her back.
Qin Xiu lay alone on the couch, listening to his own heartbeat like a drum, feeling the pain from the wound in his abdomen, which seemed no longer so unbearable, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.
Hope spread wildly in his heart like a wildfire that had been rekindled from the ashes.
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