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Jiang Zhuojun froze after hearing what Li Luo said. The inside of the tent where the charcoal basin was placed suddenly became colder than the snowy day outside the tent.
Li Luo's face was still flushed, and he asked Jiang Zhuojun, "What are you going to do?"
Jiang Zhuojun was silent for a long time before he asked Li Luo, "What did Mo Wen ask His Majesty?"
"The man is in the camp. Let the guards outside the tent take you there," Li Luo whispered.
Jiang Zhuojun said: "Go get the medicine?"
"Capture the man," Li Luo said, "bring more people with you. I think that man's martial arts skills are quite good."
Jiang Zhuojun sat there and didn't say anything.
Li Luo smiled and said, "I've thought about it for a few days. I don't want to die, but I don't want to be Mo Wen's dog either."
"His Majesty……"
"Just listen to what I say," Li Luo covered his mouth and coughed loudly again.
Jiang Zhuojun quickly poured a glass of water and fed Li Luo a little at a time.
"I cannot betray my friends," Li Luo said after he stopped coughing, his breath becoming weaker and weaker. "Although I have thought about this, after all, I will lose not only my life, but also a vast land."
"Your Majesty," Jiang Zhuojun said as he wiped the cold sweat off Li Luo's forehead, "There's no rush for this matter. I'll go discuss it with the princess and the others. It won't be too late to kill this man after we grab the medicine."
Li Luo sighed, "Mr. Zhuo, why would Mo Wen put the medicine on the person who came? If I don't become his dog, how can he be willing to save me?"
"He, he really has a way?" Jiang Zhuojun asked.
"I don't know," Li Luo said, "I don't want to know now."
Li Luo made up his mind, but Jiang Zhuojun felt sad again. He sat there speechless with a very gloomy face.
"Go ahead and arrest him," Li Luo said, "This is an order."
Jiang Zhuojun said: "Let's discuss it with Jing Mo and the others."
"No need to discuss it," Li Luo shook his head and said, "The war is imminent, don't let anything else happen. This is our Suzaku's business."
Jiang Zhuojun stood up and knelt in front of Li Luo's bed.
"Get up," Li Luo raised his hand to let Jiang Zhuojun stand up, and whispered, "Be careful, that man's martial arts are not weak."
Jiang Zhuojun nodded, stood up, and walked out of the tent without saying a word.
After Jiang Zhuojun left the tent, Li Luo's face, which had just been rosy, quickly turned pale. Looking at the plain tent ceiling, Li Luo laughed softly. Back then, he would rather be hung on the execution ground by his father and frozen to death than bow to the Eternal Life Temple and say a word of surrender. Why did Mo Wen think that he would bow to the Eternal Life Temple after he put on the yellow robe?
"Impossible, absolutely impossible," Li Luo muttered to himself. To survive, he betrayed himself, betrayed his friends, and betrayed his alliance? The seriously ill Emperor Suzaku closed his eyes exhaustedly, but his heart was no longer hesitant. He wavered, but in the end he did not turn himself into a coward that even he could not forgive.
Jiang Zhuojun brought a team of guards, led by one of Li Luo's close bodyguards, and surrounded an inconspicuous small tent in the Suzaku Camp.
The personal guard looked at the tent in front of him, then at Jiang Zhuojun who was holding a knife, and said with a painful expression: "Your Majesty, is there really no other way?" The people inside may be able to save your majesty's life!
Jiang Zhuojun's head and shoulders were covered with a layer of fallen snow, and his handsome face was also frosted. He asked the close guard, "Is this the place?"
The personal guard looked at Jiang Zhuojun's expression and knew that there was no room for maneuver. He said "yes" to Jiang Zhuojun and stepped aside.
Jiang Zhuojun raised his hand and asked the archers who surrounded the tent to put arrows on their bowstrings.
"Whoever's inside, come out," Jiang Zhuojun said coldly.
The tent had been completely silent since Jiang Zhuojun and his companions arrived.
"If you don't come out, I will give the order to shoot," Jiang Zhuojun said again.
After a moment's silence, the roof of the tent was suddenly lifted up from the inside, and a short man in a gray robe jumped out from the opened tent roof.
"Shoot!" a captain shouted at the archers.
Hundreds of arrows flew towards the gray-robed man.
The man somersaulted flexibly in the air, and struck out with his backhand, and the palm wind broke most of the flying arrows.
Jiang Zhuojun leaped up and slashed at the man's head with a knife. At this point, there was no way he could keep him alive for questioning.
The man fell on the snow not far away. Jiang Zhuojun chased after him. Before his feet touched the ground, he swung the sword in his hand horizontally at the back of the man's neck.
The man bent down, holding a bronze whip in his hand, and blocked Jiang Zhuojun's knife.
At this time, Yu Xiaoxiao was staying in the tent with the bosses, bragging and chatting nonsense, while Gu Xinglang was half lying and half sitting on a couch nearby with his eyes closed to rest.
Xiao Wei peeled a baked sweet potato and was about to put it in Yu Xiaoxiao's hand, but at this moment Yu Xiaoxiao jumped up from her chair.
Xiao Wei asked quickly, "What's wrong?"
"Xiao Jiang is fighting with someone," Yu Xiaoxiao took the roasted sweet potato from Xiao Wei's hand and ran out of the tent.
The bosses stared at each other in a daze in the tent. What kind of fight could possibly break out at this time?
"Who, who can bully General Xiao Jiang?" Er Gouzi asked, holding a half-eaten roasted sweet potato in his hand.
Gu Xinglang stood up from the couch and walked quickly out of the tent with Xiaozhuang and Xiaowei.
The big boss also jumped up from the stool and called out to his brothers, "Let's go and take a look. If it doesn't work, we have to help General Xiao Jiang fight!"
When Yu Xiaoxiao ran to the scene, Jiang Zhuojun had already cut off one of the gray-robed man's arms with a knife.
"Xiao Jiang?" Yu Xiaoxiao ran forward.
Jiang Zhuojun turned his head to look at Yu Xiaoxiao.
Yu Xiaoxiao ran over, looked at the person on the ground, didn't recognize him, and asked, "Who is this?"
Jiang Zhuojun whispered, "Don't ask."
Yu Xiaoxiao's brows immediately frowned.
"Is his injury still curable?" Jiang Zhuojun asked Yu Xiaoxiao.
Yu Xiaoxiao squatted down and just wanted to take a look at the man's wound, when she heard him scolding Jiang Zhuojun: "So you want to be the emperor too, you bastard."
Jiang Zhuojun looked at the man indifferently.
Yu Xiaoxiao slapped the man and said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
The man's face was pale due to excessive blood loss from his broken arm. He looked at Yu Xiaoxiao and sneered.
Yu Xiaoxiao pushed the man directly into the snow and said to Jiang Zhuojun: "Freezing him will stop the bleeding. What's going on?"
Jiang Zhuojun whispered, "Mo Wen sent him to find our Majesty, saying that he could cure our Majesty's illness."
The instructor appeared in front of Yu Xiaoxiao and Jiang Zhuojun, pulled the corner of his mouth and said: "He needs to rest slowly for his illness, there is no such thing as a special medicine, is Mo Wen his god-like doctor?"
Yu Xiao: "Can you please speak more quietly? You know what, that baldy guy is really a miracle doctor in a sense."
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