Chapter 223 The Cold Buddhist Girl and the Sinister Young City Lord 19
Upon learning that Cha Jiu had woken up, Shen Suyuan put down his official business and rushed back from the study.
Cha Jiu sat against the head of the bed, quietly looking at the scripture in his hand. Although his face looked a little pale, he was in much better spirits than yesterday.
As soon as he entered the room and saw her figure, Shen Suyuan's brows softened a little.
"Awake." He strode over and touched her forehead, and found that her fever had indeed subsided.
Cha Jiu raised her little face to look at him, with a look of shame and gratitude on her face: "I heard that it was Mr. Shen who stayed up all night to take care of me last night. Sorry for the trouble."
Her reaction was normal, without any shyness or embarrassment.
It seems that he has no memory of yesterday's conversation.
Shen Suyuan felt both happy and sad.
"Master Yu Jing fell ill because he was trying to find a relic for me. It is my duty to take care of you."
Shen Suyuan's tone was still pretending to be indifferent and distant, but his action of taking the medicine bowl handed to him by the maid and personally feeding the medicine to Cha Jiu revealed his true concern.
"Come, take the medicine."
Cha Jiu avoided the bitter-smelling medicine and said, "I can do it myself."
She was just pretending to be sick because she didn't want to drink such bitter medicine.
Shen Suyuan paused and asked, "Are you afraid of taking medicine?"
"I'm not afraid..."
"Monks do not tell lies."
"Afraid." Cha Jiu said honestly.
Shen Suyuan pursed his lips slightly, trying not to smile, and asked someone to bring a plate of osmanthus cake from the kitchen.
Cha Jiu finished drinking the medicine with a frown, and immediately a piece of fragrant and sweet osmanthus cake was stuffed into her mouth.
She subconsciously opened her mouth and bit the pastry, but ended up sucking on a piece of Shen Suyuan's fingertip.
Cha Jiu: ""
Why is the osmanthus cake so hard?
The soft tip of the tongue even licked it tentatively.
Shen Suyuan was stunned and his movements became stiff.
Cha Jiu then realized that he had bitten someone and apologized quickly with a blushing face.
"It's okay." Shen Suyuan coughed twice, and the tips of his ears quickly turned red.
That pretended aloof and dignified demeanor could no longer be maintained.
He stuffed the plate of pastries directly into Cha Jiu's hand, walked away a few steps, poured himself a cup of cool tea and drank it to cool down the heat in his heart.
There is still a hint of coolness on the wet fingertips.
Shen Suyuan looked down and saw that he was still holding the half-bitten piece of cake in his hand.
The small tooth marks on the edge of the pastry made him feel distracted. He began to imagine how the pink tongue would roll over his fingertips and take the pastry away...
The soft and narrow throat closes tightly, making a swallowing motion...
For some unknown reason, Shen Suyuan took a bite of the half-remaining cake...
Shen Wu pushed the door open and walked in: "Young City Lord! Something terrible has happened!"
Shen Suyuan almost choked on the cake.
“Ahem…”
Shen Wu was stunned, and quickly poured a glass of water for his master.
Cha Jiu's attention was also drawn to this direction.
Shen Suyuan swallowed the cake with tea and said in a hoarse voice: "Tell me, what's the matter?"
Shen Wu: "Many of our troops stationed outside the city have suddenly fallen ill and are suffering from vomiting and diarrhea. Hengzhou has sent people to attack again, and we have no strength to fight back, and the casualties are heavy."
Shen Suyuan's feelings disappeared, and his face was solemn: "It was the same in the previous raids. Hengzhou seemed to have guessed the timing of the raid. Have you checked the food and water in the army?"
"We've checked. I sent people to watch day and night, but we didn't find any poisoning." Shen Wubai was puzzled. "This acute illness came on suddenly and at the right time. It seems like it can be controlled by Hengzhou."
"Could it be that there really is some evil being controlling this?" Shen Suyuan pondered, and immediately decided to go to the army with Shen Wu to check the situation.
"Wait." Cha Jiu put the cake plate aside and coughed twice, his eyes were clear and bright, "Since it is an evil thing, why don't I go with the two donors, maybe I can help."
Shen Wu clapped his hands: "This is great!"
Shen Suyuan hesitated: "You haven't recovered from your illness yet, you shouldn't be exposed to the wind."
Cha Jiu said, "It's fine for me to wear a cloak and a veil. In order to repay Mr. Shen's kindness, I should do my part in these matters."
Shen Suyuan curled the corners of his lips and took the initiative to simplify the sentence into "for donor Shen".
"Then let's go together."
Shen Suyuan's heart became increasingly boiling.
…
Shen Suyuan and Cha Jiu rode on a fast horse and rushed towards the camp outside Qingzhou City.
He wrapped Cha Jiu tightly with a thick cloak and veil, and held her tightly in his arms to protect her from the slightest wind.
When they arrived at the camp, they smelled a strong smell of burning and blood.
The camp was in ruins after the surprise attack, with half-burned tents and the corpse of a warhorse with half its body missing.
The wounded soldiers lined up outside the military medical tent waiting to be bandaged, their faces pale and in pain, suffering from both their illness and external injuries.
Shen Suyuan's face was covered with frost: "Qingzhou has strong soldiers and horses, why did they become defeated in this battle with Hengzhou?"
As soon as Cha Jiu stepped into the camp, he felt unwell all over.
It seemed as if there was always a pair of evil eyes standing high above, looking down and oppressing the people in the camp.
Shen Suyuan went to check the food, hay and water, but found no problems.
If we look at what the soldiers use and live in on a daily basis, we find that it is also normal.
Cha Jiu temporarily left Shen Suyuan, paced around to investigate, and finally found out where the problem was.
military flag.
The military flag was planted high in the camp.
Even though the evil spirit was sealed by some kind of magic, Cha Jiu's Buddha Lotus Heart still sensed that something was wrong.
She walked over and tried to take down the military flag, but was scolded by a thick and fierce voice: "What are you doing!"
Cha Jiu turned around and saw a stern-looking deputy general with a whisker walking towards her. He looked ferocious and had a knife in his hand.
It seemed as if he would draw his sword and cut off her head as soon as Cha Jiu touched the military flag.
Cha Jiu explained calmly, "I am the person brought by the young city lord, and now I want to check this military flag."
The deputy general with the beard did not give her face and sneered: "No matter who you are, this military flag cannot be moved!"
Cha Jiu was surprised and looked the deputy general up and down.
weird.
Soldiers who have been on the battlefield often have a bloody aura on their bodies, which can scare ghosts and prevent them from pestering them; it can also make evil spirits retreat and ensure safety.
But this deputy general with a curly beard seemed to have been haunted by evil spirits for a long time. His eyes were cloudy, his face was black, and his every move was like that of a controlled human puppet.
Shen Suyuan came over when he heard the sound, and also discovered the faint aura of death lingering around the deputy general's shoulders.
He frowned, walked to Cha Jiu calmly, put her behind him, and then asked, "What's wrong?"
Cha Jiu was protected by him, with a hint of gratitude in his eyes, and frankly said: "There is something wrong with this military flag. It exudes an evil aura. I want to take it down and take a look."
Before Shen Suyuan could speak, the deputy general with a curly beard said, "The military flag flying high represents the stability of the army. It is not a child's play that a woman can pick or look at whenever she wants."
He looked at Cha Jiu with a sidelong glance, showing disdain.
It has long been a secret rumor in Qingzhou that the young city lord has fallen in love with a beautiful nun, and now it seems that such a person really exists.
Is this shameless nun who seduces men worthy enough to touch the military flag?
Shen Suyuan gave a direct order: "Take down the military flag."
He believed in Cha Jiu.
The deputy general with a beard was incredulous: "Young City Lord, are you going to shake the morale of the army for a woman?"
Some soldiers also gathered not far away to watch the scene and whisper to each other.
Cha Jiu's clear eyes flowed like a spring, and he saw through the secret of the deputy general Qiuxu: "What are you afraid of? Someone asked you to protect the evil spirit on this military flag?"
The expression of the deputy general with beard changed.
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