Chapter 111 Time Waits for No One
Shen Yuexi stared at the armored general in front of the general's tent, and felt a little envious in her heart.
He is so conspicuous, he must be Prince Mei Pu of Xiliang.
It turns out a man looks so majestic in armor. Xiao Zhuo would definitely look even more handsome in it. I just wonder if there's such armor in Daxiong's database, and what color would be best...
The more she thought about it, the more she became confused, and even the nervousness she had just felt disappeared.
"Is Big Bear here?"
Big Bear's sweet voice rang out: "Dear Master, Big Bear is here. What do you want to make?"
"Is there any manufacturing data for a full set of armor in the database?"
"Dear Master, the database currently contains 69,717 full-body armor designs. They range from the feudal monarchy to the interstellar era, with protection levels from arrows to lasers, and heights ranging from 50 centimeters to 50 meters. Simply provide the raw materials and specify the relevant parameters, and Big Bear will immediately craft a set for you."
"No, no," Shen Yuexi glanced guiltily at the soldiers holding weapons around her, "I understand."
It would be embarrassing if I started to create trouble by giving a rude answer.
After talking with Daxiong, Xiao Zhuo brought her to the general, bowed slightly, and said:
"General Mei, long time no see."
The silver-armored general nodded without answering. He turned sideways, lifted his cloak, and gestured to the commander's tent for an invitation.
Shen Yuexi felt a little annoyed. This Xiliang prince was really arrogant. Xiao Zhuo greeted him, and he just nodded without saying a word. How rude.
Considering his previous statements, it is understandable that Meppe would take such an excessive action.
She was still arguing on Xiao Zhuo's behalf, but Xiao Zhuo went even further, leading her past him and heading straight for the general's tent. He didn't even bother to be polite, walking very fast, as if he was in a hurry.
She liked Xiao Zhuo's attitude of tit for tat.
There is no need to indulge those who are not friendly to you from the beginning.
Xiao Zhuo pulled her into the general's tent and, without stopping, continued towards the rear tent. Shen Yuexi was a little puzzled as to why Xiao Zhuo had gone straight to the rear tent. That was the commander's private territory for rest.
She turned around to look at the Prince of Xiliang and found that he did not stop her or say anything, but just followed behind her silently.
These two were strange. The supposedly aggressive Prince of Xiliang was a silent, taciturn man. And Xiao Zhuo, on the other hand, seemed like he was in his own backyard, not unfamiliar at all.
There were two guards standing at the door of the back tent. Seeing Xiao Zhuo coming, they did not stop him and directly lifted the curtain.
As the curtains were lifted, Shen Yuexi smelled a faint scent of medicine. She stood at the doorway, hesitant. This wasn't Xiao Zhuo's back tent. Would it be inappropriate for her to go in?
Xiao Zhuo gently held her hand: "It's okay, come with me."
Seeing that he insisted, Shen Yuexi followed him into the tent.
Inside the tent, a man lay on the bed, half covered with a blanket. His entire body was wrapped in coarse white cloth, even his head was tightly wrapped, leaving only his eyes, mouth, and nose visible. A cabinet beside the bed held various medicine jars. Two men who looked like doctors stood by the bed, whispering something.
Hearing the curtains rustle, the man on the bed asked, "Is Xiao Zhuo here?"
The voice was weak and seemed to be strained.
Xiao Zhuo let go of Shen Yuexi's hand, walked quickly to the bedside, half-knelt beside the bed, put his hand on the man's shoulder and said, "It's me."
Shen Yuexi stood nearby and suddenly realized.
This man wrapped in cloth strips is the real Prince Meipu of Xiliang. The warrior outside in silver helmet and armor is just his stand-in. He wears a mask to avoid being recognized.
Did he look like this because he was injured in the battle with the Xirong army? That's too much. Why is he wrapped in cloth?
Mei Pu waved his hand to let the doctors beside him withdraw, propped himself up with his hands, looked at Xiao Zhuo for a moment, and then bowed to Shen Yuexi standing next to him and said, "This must be Madam Xiao, right? I am Mei Pu. I am sorry for my poor hospitality. I hope you will forgive me."
Shen Yuexi asked in surprise: "Why are you doing this to us..."
What she wanted to ask was, "You're almost dead, why are you still so fierce?" She didn't dare to say it directly, so she let him experience it himself.
"It's a habit I developed when I was little," Miep chuckled. "I like playing pranks. Please forgive me, Madam."
"If we don't come, will you send troops?"
"Of course not. Xiao Zhuo knows that I never keep my word."
Shen Yuexi was speechless for a moment.
The Xiao Zhuo and Xiao Beiheng she had dealt with before, regardless of their personalities, were unequivocal when it came to keeping their words. This Xiliang prince was quite different. Not only was he not arrogant at all, he actually considered not keeping his word a characteristic.
Mei Pu turned to Xiao Zhuo, his lips curled up. "Ever since you left for the Northern Di expedition, we haven't met in four years. I didn't expect that when you saw that person outside, you could still recognize that it wasn't me."
Xiao Zhuo nodded and whispered, "Don't the troops know yet?"
"The army must not lose its morale." Mei Pu raised his hands and clasped them together. "Please take a seat in the front tent while I, Mei, stand up."
As soon as he finished speaking, the armored general walked silently into the tent.
Shen Yuexi noticed something unusual about Meipu's left hand, as if it were hooked inward. She assumed it was a sign of injury and didn't take it personally. She followed Xiao Zhuo out of the back tent.
"So you have known him for a long time?" As soon as she came out of the back tent, she couldn't wait to ask Xiao Zhuo.
"good friend."
No wonder Xiao Zhuo came so casually. Song Zhen and the others had been helping out with their plans, all for nothing.
Chen Yuexi was a little surprised and asked, "You are friends, why don't Song Zhen and the others know about this?"
"The Xiao family collectively rejects the King of Xiliang. As the crown prince, how can I go against their will?"
"Oh, so you two are secretly dating in private." Shen Yuexi showed a look of understanding.
"Eight years ago, I accompanied the Emperor on his western tour. At that time, the old King of Xiliang was still alive, and that was the first time I met him," Xiao Zhuo whispered, "but he played a prank on me and pissed me off..."
Shen Yuexi laughed and said, "So you can lose your temper too?"
"Yes, he acted like a prince wherever he went. I really didn't like it, and I gave him a hard time," Mep's voice, tinged with laughter, came from behind them. "He flew into a rage, and we had a fight, but we couldn't decide the winner."
Mep had removed the cloth wrapped around his head and changed into a purple robe. He also wore the mask with a green face and fangs, as if he didn't want others to see his face.
Xiao Zhuo frowned and looked at Mei Pu and asked, "Your face?"
"Don't worry, I'm not hurt," Mep said casually. "Do you remember the agreement we made back then?"
Xiao Zhuo pondered for a moment and replied, "Let's compete again in ten years."
"I can't wait any longer," Mep took a sword from the hook and held it in his right hand. "Let's go to the training ground and fight it out."
Seeing that he was limping, Shen Yuexi raised her hand and quickly stopped him, saying, "You are in this state now, why are you still competing? It's better to wait until you are well again."
Mep stopped, turned around suddenly, and raised his left hand, which was bent like a hook.
"I'm afraid I don't have time to wait any longer."
Shen Yuexi stared at the shriveled palm of his left hand and the red spots on his skin, and a terrible word suddenly flashed through her mind.
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