Ning Nanyou glanced at the pile of corpses lying in front of the tent, and a look of anger appeared in his eyes. He listened quietly to the girl's venting without saying a word.

Liao Yuncheng and his men packed up. Ning Nanyou sat on the soft mat in the tent, staring at the guard who was hurriedly dragging the corpse outside, and then looked at the silence around him, and couldn't help but lower his eyes.

"Take off your clothes...I'll check it out for you. Someone will call Nian Qian over here and help you diagnose your pulse."

Ning Nanyou leaned against the lying pillar beside him, and his body was exhausted and said, "No need... A Luo, I'm fine."

Seeing that he refused to leave, Jiang Chengjia didn't talk nonsense to him. He stretched out his hand to pull open his clothes and said coldly: "Extend your hand and I'll take it off for you."

Seeing her face full of annoyance and anger, the husband had to obediently spread his arms and be at her mercy.

The sleeping husband on the couch woke up from the movement outside the tent. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the scene on the soft mat. He couldn't help but widen his eyes and hurriedly covered his eyes and said, "My sister-in-law wants to perform the Zhou Gong ceremony with her brother, so she should also take care of others. Have you forgotten that I still have in this tent?"

Jiang Chengjia's expression froze, glared at Dou Yueshan at a glance, and cursed: "The curtain is open, what are you talking nonsense?"

Ning Nanyou bent the corners of his lips, secretly looked at the girl's face, and laughed in his heart.

Dou Yueshan immediately stopped and looked outside, then found that Liao Yuncheng was dragging one assassin's body after another toward the mountain. He said in surprise: "Mr. Shen's people are here? Why did Lord Liao kill them all?"

"They are not Mr. Shen's people." Ning Nanyou said firmly.

Dou Yueshan was stunned and lost her mind, and said intermittently: "No... Master Shen's people? Then what are they?"

"Or it was my always insidious elder brother, or my father, or it was my incompetent third brother who was secretly transferred to someone else without telling Mr. Shen. In short, it was a member of the Huai Palace."

Ning Nanyou said calmly, his emotions were no longer at all, and such things were already more than once or twice. He felt bitter, but he gradually became numb.

Dou Yueshan said angrily: "The three of them are really in love with each other, and they don't care about the slightest family affection."

"Family affection? The Master said, if you are injured, are people also ridiculous? When did the Huai Palace have family affection? There are only open and secret struggles, fighting back and forth. The sharp sword has no eyes, and they are all tigers and wolfs... so do I."

Ning Nanyou said lightly, looking out of the curtain with a blank expression.

Jiang Chengjia stood in front of him, originally checking the wound on his body. When he heard this, his heart felt sour. He couldn't help but turn red. He lowered his head and dismantled the raw silk tied to his body without saying a word.

After she squatted down and removed the last layer of silk cloth, she found that the old wound on his abdomen was indeed cracking, scarlet blood was printing out, and it was winding down along the suture of his wound.

She couldn't help it immediately, a layer of mist covered her eyes, and her nose was so painful.

The husband didn't pay attention to her changes and was still talking to Dou Yueshan.

"There is such a big disturbance outside, why... Isn't there anyone from the military camp coming to help?"

Dou Yueshan gently covered the wound and asked a question.

Ning Nanyou sneered and said, "What else can you do? They chose to kill me at this time because they saw the opportunity of my uncle and Uncle Xiao leading the army to leave the garrison. Most of the people left, and the remaining crowds were without heads. The meticulous works hidden among them could naturally play their role.

Isn't it easy to stop the people in the army from ignoring what happened in front of my tent? It would be great to just keep promoting my domineering deeds. These men in the army have always been dissatisfied with others and only respect the generals of the commanding army. What am I? I am just a useless person who was stuffed by the emperor and his father."

"Brother...why do you solve this problem?"

"No need to solve it. Since they are going to kill, I'm afraid what they will do? Assassins appear beside me, the guards can show up to save them. As long as they can stop all the assassins today, they will naturally not dare to act rashly afterwards."

Dou Yueshan nodded, withdrew her gaze, turned to Ning Nanyou, and asked with concern: "Brother... Are your injuries okay?"

Ning Nanyou then lowered his head and glanced at the cracked wound on his abdomen. At this moment, the girl was wiping the blood stains with a clean white towel and applying medicine to him. Even though she was moving lightly, she could not help but touch Xin Zhengkai's wound. The boy took a breath and hissed.

She finally helped him with the wound, silently breathed a sigh of relief, half-squatted, and said hatefully: "It's better to hurt you to death! If you show off like this, there will be problems sooner or later!"

After Jiang Chengjia was so annoyed, Dou Yueshan realized that Ning Nanyou's injuries were much worse than he thought.

"The wound on your abdomen is most likely to collapse, and it has been repeated several times... If this continues, I am afraid that the disease will be left behind."

The girl couldn't help but sigh, her voice slowly lowered, and she could hear a little choking.

Ning Nanyou brows gently, lowered his head, stretched out his hand to quietly hook her chin, and raised it. Seeing that her eyes turned red at some point, he immediately panicked and said, "You... don't cry. As long as I cultivate this injury, I will always be fine."

Jiang Chengjia could have been able to restrain himself, but when he said this, the tears in his eyes could no longer collapse and fell down: "It sounds nice... Since you woke up from injury, what are you not worried about? Now you are still on the stage to solve it yourself. When can you cultivate well?"

Ning Nanyou listened to her sobbing softly, carefully reached out and held her shoulders, and hugged her into her arms with a little force, and said gently: "Okay, okay, next, I won't interfere no matter what. But you have seen it too. If I didn't help Liao Yuncheng, these assassins would definitely find an opportunity to pass it into the tent to kill me... Rather than doing this, I might as well face the enemy head-on."

Jiang Chengjia sniffed and breathed a long breath and said, "Forget it... Forget it. Who told you that I am a husband and wife? Your temperament is exactly the same as mine. If it were me, I would probably do this too...but there is one thing, you need to promise me. Don't take action again later. If you want to take action, it should be me."

Ning Nanyou murmured: "Silly girl..."

The two hugged each other, saying one by one.

The young man who was sleeping on the couch was speechless when he saw this scene. He coughed a few times and cleared his throat and said, "Sister-in-law, brother, you don't treat me as an outsider. He actually mixes oil in front of me..."

Jiang Chengjia blinked, leaned on Ning Nanyou's shoulder, tilted his head to look at Dou Yueshan, and joked: "Zi said, if you have a hot eye, you should find a close friend soon? Then, there is no need to look at us with kindness?"

Dou Yueshan sighed: "Where is the intimate person so easy to find? What's more, I already have a heart for you."

When he said the last few words, his voice became much smaller unconsciously, and Yan Chunniang's stubborn face appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but feel bitter and uncomfortable in his heart.

Although Jiang Chengjia didn't hear what he said clearly, he immediately knew who he had remembered when he saw sadness in his eyes, so he quickly turned around and said, "I'm afraid that my uncle and Uncle Xiao will not come back within two or three days... In the past few days, all people need to be mobilized to protect the tent, so there must be no slack."

"What you are talking about is...but, this time I rushed to the north, and I didn't have that many Jingshu guards... I've been damaged in today's battle, and no matter how much people are drawn, it's probably not enough."

The girl bent her lips and smiled, and said gently: "Erlang, have you forgotten? And me? There are many brothers on the border of Liangzhou. Just give Zhuying a command to gather them together. But... because their identities cannot be revealed, they still need to use the title of Jingshuwei."

"What's the problem? The Jingshuwei is already traveling in plain clothes and pretending to be me, there is no problem at all."

Ning Nanyou whispered: "Fortunately you are by my side, so I am not so isolated and helpless."

As they were talking, the couple turned their heads and started whispering.

Dou Yueshan curled her lips, turned over and moved to the corner of the bed, covering her ears and not listening to them, and felt speechless.

After a while, Liao Yuncheng cleaned up the open space in front of the tent, poured water and cleaned the blood. Then he entered the tent and replied.

"Lord...there has been cleaned up outside, and the subordinates have counted the number of assassins. There are two teams of assassins in total, with about forty-two. The dresses of these two teams are different, and there is no similarity."

Ning Nanyou asked casually: "What can they leave on them to prove the mastermind?"

Liao Yuncheng stammered for a long time and said with a sad face: "I searched through the partitions in their clothes, but found nothing..."

Ning Nanyou was not surprised and said in a low voice: "If you find something, I will find it strange. Well, it is meaningless to pursue this at this time. You can go down and wait, and then transfer a man to guard the tent, and there may be a secret attack in the future."

Liao Yuncheng praised: "Yes, my subordinates obeyed the order."

Jiang Chengjia looked at his left back and said with a serious expression: "Don't hesitate. Tonight, I quietly went to Zhuying's tent, explained the matter to him, and sent someone to come."

Ning Nanyou nodded and said, "Be careful when acting."

His eyes turned to the curtain with a faint look, staring at the peaceful scene, quietly falling down, staring at the bright red blood on the ground, slowly relaxing his energy.

In the blink of an eye, the bright colors were washed away in the passing time, and gradually darkened, and the blue sky was covered with a layer of black cloth.

At night, Jiang Chengjia disguised herself and carefully left the tent. She wore a dark black straight-hem robe and disappeared into the night.

Ning Nanyou sat on the soft mat, leaning against the wooden pillow, holding a volume of military books in his hand, and reading them in a sensation.
Chapter completed!