Chapter 82 Chapter 82 Kiss
The sky was dark and cold rain was pouring down. The raindrops pattered rapidly on the roof of the felt tent and then gathered into a rushing stream, rushing down with a roar.
A charcoal brazier was burning in the central army tent, and the smoke made the tent warm and cozy.
Zhe Rou sat by the brazier to keep warm, wrapped in Xie Yunzhou's robe. The robe was loose and hung softly to the ground. The sleeves were also inappropriately long, so she could only roll them up loosely, revealing a section of her slender white arms.
Her jacket and skirt were soaked by the rain and stained with the blood from his hands. Now that she was in the military camp, she couldn't find any suitable women's clothing, so she had to make do with this for the time being.
Recalling what happened just now, she still felt a little dazed, as if she was dreaming.
On the way here, she had asked Chen Fa if he knew the name of the commander-in-chief of the army.
Unfortunately, Chen Fa was just the lowest-ranking soldier in the camp, and was a local soldier temporarily transferred here. How could he know the details of the commander-in-chief of the imperial guards?
I didn't expect that there would be such a coincidence in this world.
Fortunately, the person I met today was Mingqi, which is better than Lu Bingyan.
Three years.
She had been "dead" for three years. Death is like the extinguishing of a light. I don't know... I don't know if he has let it go.
Zhe Rou lowered her eyes and stirred the charcoal in the basin. For a moment, her mood was obscure and difficult to describe.
Just as I was daydreaming, the curtain was suddenly lifted, the light in front of me suddenly became bright, and a pair of black boots soaked in rain stepped in.
Xie Yunzhou walked into the big tent, holding a bowl of hot ginger soup in his hand. He walked in front of her and half-knelt down, "Jiu Niang, drink the ginger soup."
Zhe Rou took the coarse porcelain soup bowl and saw that the wound on his palm was only hastily bandaged with two thin strips of cloth. The blood had already soaked through the cloth, leaving a glaring red.
She couldn't help but frown slightly, "This needs to be re-medicated and bandaged."
Xie Yunzhou, however, didn't care at all. He stared at her with his dark eyes without blinking, and raised the corners of his lips slightly. "It's just a minor flesh wound, it's nothing serious. Drink the ginger soup while it's hot first, and then I'll have to trouble Jiuniang to show her skills."
After not seeing him for three years, he hasn't changed much. Even though he is the commander of an army, he still looks a little jumpy.
Zhe Rou pursed her lips and smiled, then picked up the coarse porcelain bowl and took a sip.
The sound of rain continued. There was only one oil lamp lit in the tent. The light was dim, casting the shadows of the two people on the tent wall, shaking slightly.
Xie Yunzhou was still half-squatting on the ground, his eyes fixed on the wide robe she was wearing for a moment, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he quickly looked away, raised his head, and looked at her deeply.
The previous ecstasy gradually subsided, and he belatedly felt a sense of inexplicable uneasiness, fearing that what he saw was just a daydream.
The tragedy that happened back then was so sudden that she left him nothing. Compared with Lu Bingyan, he didn't even have a legitimate identity.
Teach him how not to regret?
I regret it so much!
Over the past three years, he has been thinking back over and over again about the time he met her at the Quyan banquet.
It was clear that what she said was against her will.
How could he have just let go and let her teach Lu Chen to take her back? All these years later, every time he thought about it, he would get angry, regretful, and painful. He wanted to slap himself twice. He must have been kicked in the head by a donkey!
Why should he have the face to pursue a woman? Lu Bingyan is shameless and can do anything to rob and rob. Why should he have any face?
Zhe Rou was about to finish the last sip of ginger soup, and before she put the porcelain bowl down, Xie Yunzhou reached out to take it.
The fingertips with thin calluses accidentally brushed against the back of her hand, which was warm and slightly rough, instantly causing a slight shudder.
The empty bowl was casually placed on the table beside it, making a light "dang" sound.
Zhe Rou's heart skipped a beat and she subconsciously raised her eyes.
It was colliding into a pair of dark and bright eyes.
Before she could come to her senses, Xie Yunzhou's hand had already covered hers. His palm was thin and strong, and his five fingers were slender, easily enveloping her hand.
Just now outside the big tent, he already knew that she was here to treat the wounded soldiers, and he also knew that she had been single for the past two years and had not looked for a husband.
"In the early spring of this year, the emperor appointed Zhao'er as the crown prince." His Adam's apple rolled, and Xie Yunzhou looked up at her, his lips raised and a light smile appeared. "When the war is settled... Jiuniang, wherever you want to go in the future, take me with you, okay?"
Zhe Rou was startled, her heart suddenly skipping a beat.
Of course she understood what he meant. Now that the crown prince had been established, he was free from the shackles of the royal family and could be an ordinary citizen, just like when he and she were in Swallow Valley.
But today they met suddenly, and everything happened too hastily. She was confused and had not yet figured out what to do next.
Seeing her dazed, Xie Yunzhou leaned closer, stretched out his hand, gently stroked her cheek, and said hoarsely: "Jiu Niang..."
Just now, there was a heavy rain on the training ground. The rain curtain was so dense that it almost blocked the vision. She was holding an umbrella in her hand, and her figure was blurry and difficult to distinguish dozens of feet away. It was obvious that if she slowed down a few steps, she would walk out of the gate and disappear.
But he recognized her at first sight.
Lost and found again, the moment I saw her, the longing I had for her for years could no longer be suppressed.
He wasn't going to hold back any longer.
Three years later, no one knew it better than him - there were thousands of women in this world, but he, Xie Mingqi, had to choose Ning Jiuniang.
"I was young and naive before, and it's all my fault. From now on, I will never let anyone force you, not even if Lu Bingyan comes. Jiuniang, our reunion today is a rare gift from heaven. God has given me this opportunity, so let me stay by your side... okay?"
Zhe Rou's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she looked up at him.
Eyes met.
The young man's face was handsome and his eyes were focused, as sincere and pure as they were back then, with soul and spirit. At this moment, the firelight from the charcoal basin was reflected, and two small clusters of golden light wrapped around her reflection and danced gently.
The tent was completely silent, with only the occasional crackling of charcoal fire.
Zhe Rou suddenly felt her heart beating rapidly. She wanted to retreat, but she didn't know how to respond.
Xie Yunzhou's Adam's apple rolled slightly. He held her cheek with his hands and leaned closer tentatively.
The hot breath fell on her cheek, mixed with the smell of rain, soapberry and medicine, the unique scent of a young man, like an undercurrent, enveloping her from all directions.
As I was stunned, the light in front of my eyes dimmed and something warm suddenly touched my lips.
Zhe Rou's breathing suddenly stopped.
I don’t know if it was because she didn’t come to her senses or because of something else, but in any case, she didn’t resist.
Realizing this, Xie Yunzhou suddenly lost control. His lips and teeth were still fresh in the kiss, and he just followed his instinct to go deeper. However, his hands unconsciously used force, stroking her cheek tightly, with a vague urge to melt her into his palm.
Zhe Rou was startled by his sudden strength and leaned back slightly, but was firmly grasped by his other hand.
His fingertips, covered with thin calluses, stroked her delicate arms. The fine cloth wrapped around his palms felt a little rough. The intimate memories of the past came to their minds like warm spring water, and both of their hearts trembled.
The raindrops pattered against the roof of the tent. The light in the big tent was dim, vaguely illuminating each other's blurry outlines.
In a small space, lips and tongues intertwined.
Soft, hot, and moist, the spicy ginger soup was taken in bit by bit, dissolving on the tips of each other's tongues. Their breaths intertwined rapidly, and it was no longer possible to tell whether it was his or hers.
Zhe Rou felt that the charcoal basin beside her was burning too fiercely, causing a thin layer of sweat to seep out of her back, and a vague feeling of heat rising in her heart, and she gradually became a little breathless.
The fingertips clutching his collar trembled slightly. She finally couldn't stand such intimacy anymore. She pushed the strong chest of the man in front of her and sobbed, "Mingqi..."
Xie Yunzhou stiffened slightly, then suddenly stopped, panting lightly, and lowered his head to look into her eyes.
Zhe Rou raised her eyes quickly to glance at him, and just when she saw the wetness on his thin lips, she immediately looked away uncomfortably.
She frowned, pondered her words for a long time, and finally spoke. Her voice was soft, but she no longer hesitated. "Mingqi, I've been living very comfortably away from home these past two years. I like this kind of life very much and have gotten used to it. As for what to do in the future... I haven't thought about it yet."
Xie Yunzhou was stunned when he heard this, then he raised the corner of his lips and chuckled self-deprecatingly.
He reached out and pulled her into his arms, coaxing her softly, "It's my fault, Jiu Niang. Don't be afraid, I'll be waiting for you."
I've already endured all these years, what's the harm in waiting a little longer?
Anyway, he met her earlier than Lu Bingyan, so doesn’t that mean he has the upper hand?
Suddenly, footsteps were heard outside the tent.
Then, Zhou Xiao's voice rang out from outside the tent door: "Sir, the rhino horn that Lady Nine requested has been ground into powder and is ready. Do you want to boil it directly into medicine?"
Xie Yunzhou looked at Zhe Rou when he heard the voice.
Zhe Rou stood up quickly, straightened her clothes, and said to the outside, "Bring it here, I'll boil the medicine."
The wound of the man from Madam Zhou's family has become festered and ulcerated, and he also has a high fever and thirst. It is obvious that he has a strong heat toxin that is attacking his heart. He must be treated with some blood-cooling and detoxifying medicine as first aid, and only rhinoceros horn is the most effective.
But rhino horns are rare and precious, more valuable than real gold. Ordinary people cannot afford them, and even the army will not spend such a lot of money on a small soldier.
She had originally planned to use several times more buffalo horns to try her luck, but she didn't expect to meet Xie Yunzhou. To him, such precious medicinal materials were nothing.
After taking this dose of rhino horn medicine, as long as nothing goes wrong, the lives of Mrs. Zhou and her husband will most likely be saved.
Zhou Xiao moved quickly and efficiently, bringing her all the herbs she wanted.
Seeing that the rain outside was still going on, Zhe Rou simply half-lifted the tent door, set up a small stove inside the tent, and started a fire to boil medicine.
Just as Xie Yunzhou was about to lend a hand, his lieutenant general came rushing over in the rain and said, "Prince, urgent news from the front!"
Xie Yunzhou nodded and turned to look at Zhe Rou, "If you have anything, tell Zhou Xiao. I'll be back soon."
Zhe Rou raised her head and smiled, then said "OK".
Xie Yunzhou was busy until the evening before returning. He brought a plate of fragrant roasted lamb legs cut into small pieces, and handed it to her as if to invite her to do something good. "Jiu Niang, come and try it."
Zhe Rou always liked eating lamb, and she knew it was high-quality lamb just by smelling it. She couldn't help but smile and said, "It smells so good."
Xie Yunzhou's mouth corners unconsciously rose, he handed over a delicate silver knife, and raised his chin slightly towards the meat plate.
Zhe Rou took the knife handle, picked up a piece of mutton and put it into her mouth.
As expected, the meat is tender and juicy, fragrant but not smelly, and the salty aroma of coarse salt further highlights the true sweetness of the lamb.
"How is it?" Xie Yunzhou looked at her eagerly. "As the saying goes, 'Good meat needs a pinch of salt.' This is all I used for the whole leg of lamb."
Zhe Rou nodded, a genuine smile filling her eyes: "It's delicious." Then she lowered her head, picked up a piece with her fork, and chewed it slowly.
The crackling charcoal fire made half of her face flicker.
Xie Yunzhou lowered his eyes, gazing at her soft and gentle profile. After hesitating for a while, he finally spoke: "Nineth Lady, there will be news about Lu Bingyan in the evening..."
Zhe Rou's heart suddenly jumped uncontrollably, and her chewing movements slowed down unconsciously. After a moment, she forced herself to be calm and swallowed the last piece of mutton.
Xie Yunzhou observed her expression and continued, "The battle for Hezhou has been decided. Most of the remaining Qiang people have surrendered. My father has already issued an order. Once the remaining remnants are eliminated and the situation is completely stabilized, within two months, Lu Bingyan will lead the main force here to join forces with me to attack Lingzhou."
Zhe Rou paused, her body stiffened, and the fingertips holding the silver knife trembled slightly.
Xie Yunzhou gritted his teeth.
After all, he and Lu Chen have been brothers for more than 20 years. Even though they have fought fiercely a few times and have really torn their faces apart, there is still a friendship between them.
"He..." Xie Yunzhou's Adam's apple rolled, but he finally suppressed his selfish thoughts and told her frankly, "He hasn't had an easy time these past few years."
About half life left.
"Jiu Niang, you're still alive...are you planning to let him know? If you don't want to see him, I'll have Zhou Xiao send you out for some shelter."
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