at night.
Qin Muyu was immersed in the bathtub, recalling the sunset in the evening, Nie Sang's reaction when he touched her, the spicy wine, and King Yin's deep laughter...
Those images kept interweaving and replaying in my mind.
Outside the tent.
Qin Muxue came over with a set of clean clothes, "Major General, are you still taking a shower?"
Wang Heng was standing outside and said:
"That should be it. I didn't hear the Major General calling me."
How long has it been?
It’s late autumn and the nights are cool.
"elder brother?"
Qin Muxue called out twice, "Brother?"
After a while, a voice came from inside: "Come in."
Qin Muxue opened the curtain and said, "Look at you, how can you take so long to take a bath like a woman?"
Qin Muyu leaned against the bathtub, his back facing her, with fine beads of water on his face, and said in a calm voice:
"Put your clothes there."
"knew."
"Wait." He suddenly said, "Come and rub my back."
"?"
Qin Muxue almost thought she was hallucinating. "How old are you? Do you still want me to wipe your back? Are you sure?"
“I can’t wipe it.”
"I'll ask Senior Brother Lu to help you."
"There's no need to be so particular between siblings. You do it." Qin Muyu grabbed the towel from the bathtub and threw it to her.
Qin Muxue caught it and got splashed with water on her face.
Very disgusted.
How unhygienic!
Although she was reluctant, she still walked over, dipped the towel into the bathtub water, held his shoulders with one hand, and rubbed his back hard with the other hand.
Rub hard.
Qin Muyu closed his eyes and felt his sister's hand on his back. It was warm, but not as frightening as he had imagined.
seem……
Nothing more than that?
Oh.
Suddenly, he laughed out loud.
Qin Muxue's back trembled when she heard this. She looked at his smiling face with a strange look, "Why are you laughing for no reason?"
And he smiles so weirdly.
"Nothing." Qin Muyu raised the corners of his lips slightly, looking particularly happy, "You can go out."
"?"
How strange!
What's wrong with him?
The two grew up together and can be said to be inseparable. They know each other very well, but at this moment, Qin Muxue couldn't guess what he was thinking.
He wasn't poisoned, was he?
Qin Muxue was suspicious and put down the handkerchief. When she left, she looked back every few steps with some worry. After she left the tent, she was still thinking deeply.
However, Qin Muyu had already stood up, put on a clean robe, wiped the water stains on his hair, tied his belt, and walked out lazily.
"Brother Muyu, I roasted a rabbit!"
Nie Sang jumped out from somewhere, holding up the roasted rabbit leg in his hand, smiling with his eyes curved like crescent moons, looking extremely adorable.
Suddenly, the waves in Qin Muyu's heart calmed down a lot:
"It's so late, it's time to rest."
"I’m waiting for you."
"In the future... you don't have to wait for me."
"It's okay, I do. Brother Mu Yu protected me, and I hope you can be happy!" Nie Sang handed the roasted rabbit leg to Wang Heng and trotted away happily.
Qin Muyu followed with his gaze.
The girl's lively and cheerful back, under the flickering bonfire, is three times more lively than a rabbit.
Wang Heng holds something in his hand:
"Major General, this rabbit leg..."
"Put it in my tent."
Wang Heng smiled and said, "Yes! Then I will get you another pot of wine!"
Qin Muyu raised his eyes and glanced at the night sky. It was a rare moment of peace in the military camp thousands of miles away from home.
He wanted to walk around.
The night is as deep as water.
There is no prosperity of the imperial capital here, no lights on, no singing and dancing, but there is a sense of the mountains and rivers outside the Great Wall, majestic and magnificent.
I paced alone, walked quietly for a circle, thought about many things, and when I was about to turn back, I suddenly became aware of unusual movements in the woods.
Sissy...
"Who's there!?"
He reacted extremely quickly, and when he looked over, the sword at his waist had already been drawn.
"Don't kill me!"
A small figure raised his hands and jumped out.
It turned out to be a child about four or five years old.
Tuoba Mo!
How could it be him?
Qin Muyu glanced around subconsciously, "Where is your father?"
Tuoba Mo was slightly surprised: "Do you know my father?"
Very good!
The little fellow was overjoyed, and rushed forward, grabbed his clothes, and raised his delicate little face:
"Brother, can you take me back? I'm lost. If you take me back, my father will definitely not treat you unfairly!"
Qin Muyu frowned.
When he was trapped in Prince Yin's Mansion in the capital of the Southern Barbarians, he had seen Tuoba Mo from afar.
He is the son of King Yin.
However, the situation on the battlefield in southern Xinjiang is tense. Why would he run to the Chu army camp?
Or is this a conspiracy of King Yin?
The King of Yin should not be willing to use his own offspring as bait.
Qin Muyu put away his sword, "Where did you come from?"
"I was riding a horse, and as I was riding, I ran away."
"It's not good to lie, kid."
"I'm not lying!"
At most... a little bit of the truth was concealed.
During this period of time, his father always came to the Chu army. Once he came, he would stay the whole day and not play with him. He was curious and wanted to come secretly to see the reason. He didn't expect that Southern Xinjiang was so big, with vast and complex terrain, and he got lost accidentally.
Qin Muyu glanced at him coldly, lifted him by the collar and threw him to Wang Heng.
"Find him a place to sleep."
He doesn't have the leisure time to take care of King Yin's son.
Wang Heng held the child in his arms, and the two of them stared at each other.
child?
Such a big one?
Where did the child come from on the battlefield? Could it be the Major General's...
Tuoba Mo also stared, struggling with his hands and feet: "I want big brother, I don't want anyone else, I only want big brother!"
"Big Brother!"
The little guy kicked his legs, flew forward, and hugged Qin Muyu's thigh tightly.
Qin Muyu's legs sank...
"Let go."
“No!”
"Let go!"
"Here, I only know big brother. If big brother doesn't care about me, others will definitely bully me! Big brother, you don't know that I lost my mother when I was young..." Tuoba Mo choked with sobs and red eyes.
"..."
How come the children of King Yin don’t have any of his character?
Soft and squeaky.
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At this time, in the Nanman camp, soldiers were holding torches and searching for the missing young master all night long.
"Little prince!"
"Young Master, where are you?"
"Little Prince..."
King Yin sat behind the desk, holding the table with both hands, his body slightly bent like a swooping eagle, and even his brows were stained with burning murderous intent.
big eater!
A bunch of gluttons!
In a camp with more than 10,000 people, they couldn't even keep an eye on a five-year-old child!
What’s the point of supporting such a large group of people?
"Report!"
Xiao Jue hurried inside, "Master, the Chu army reported that the young master is with them!"
Upon hearing this, the gloom on King Yin's body disappeared, and he picked up the teacup and took a sip, "It's getting late, give the order, everyone should rest, tomorrow the King will personally go to pick up the young prince."
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