Jing Shao tightly embraced the person in his arms, the scene in the previous life in the prison kept surfacing in front of his eyes, so that he was a burst of fear, today, if it is another step at night, his Junqing may become a ghost under the knife.
"Your Majesty, the military doctor is here." The right guard tugged the military doctor panicked and ran in, and then saw the military division leaning in the king's arms, this wickerwork how to see how ambiguous!
The Left Guard followed him in, and when he saw the thunderstruck Right Guard, he stabbed him with his elbow.
When Mu Hanzhang saw someone come in, he let go of Jing Shao's hand.
Jing Shao looked up at the army doctor: "still not over!" Because it is the prince of the expedition, the Imperial Hospital specially transferred a younger doctor with the army, so for the doctor's medical skills, or barely trustworthy.
"Yes!" That military doctor busily walked forward, put the medicine box aside, looked at Mu Hanzhang's condition, and reached out to pull his lapel.
"What are you doing!" Jing Shao clutched the hand that was probing into his own princess's chest and glared with crimson eyes.
"King ...... Your Majesty, I ...... have to pull the sash open to look at the wound." The military doctor was startled and stuttered a bit when he was glared at by such a King Cheng.
When Jing Shao heard this, he was instantly unhappy to show his own princess's body to others! But it can not be helped, treatment of injuries is important, take a deep breath, raise his hand to personally go to undo the lapel of the person in his arms.
"Hiss ......" The shirt at the wound naturally broke, the blood and the shirt had already stuck together, and it would be painful to pull, Mu Hanzhang couldn't help but suck in a light breath.
Jing Shao immediately didn't dare to move, carefully picking up the fabric at the ragged area, tearing it apart with a stabbing sound, and quickly peeling off the sash on his shoulder, revealing a shoulder that was stained red with blood. But see a three-inch long wound from the shoulder snaked to the collarbone, still constantly bubbling beads of blood, looks quite hideous.
The doctor was into the king's momentum deterrent, do not dare to get on the hand, will come to the front to take a closer look: "Your Majesty, but fortunately to avoid in time, this knife wound is not hurt to the tendons and veins more not hurt to the internal organs, with medicine bandage can be." This barracks, there is no good medicine, and not those delicate royal relatives, he did not mention the opening of the blood tonic soup and so on.
Jing Shao looked at the arms of the person whitened handsome face, heartbroken, the wound is so big, in a few days still have to march, the road is bumpy, certainly not good healing.
When the military doctor saw that the king had nothing to say, he scooped out the gold sore medicine for knife wounds from the medicine chest.
"Tell the guards to fetch a tub of hot water, all of you get out." Jing Shao directly snatched the medicine, not giving the military doctor any chance to bring up the medicine, waving his hand to drive the people out.
Putting the person in his arms back on the bed gently, Jing Shao got up to scoop things up, and then saw the left and right guards standing there like two big stakes, and immediately coldly turned down his face, "The battalion is in a mess right now, what are the two of you still standing here for?"
"Subordinate excuses himself." The left guard immediately excused himself and dragged the right guard out.
"Xiao Zuo, how do I feel that there is ...... something wrong between the king and the military division." The Right Guard scratched his head in distress.
The Left Guard glanced at him and dragged him onward.
"Hey hey, why are you ignoring me?" The right guard tried to kick the left guard's ass as he walked, but he was pulled by the arm and his legs were too long to skim.
"The king can hear you when you stand here and talk." The Left Guardian said with an expressionless face.
"Ah!" The Right Guard exclaimed, quickening his pace and pulling the Left Guard away quickly.
Jing Shao soaked a piece of soft silk with warm water and carefully wiped the blood around the wound, not using the medicine given by the military doctor, but scooping out the green jade vial. This medicine would not increase the pain when applied, and would quickly stop the bleeding.
"Don't you have another medicine from the West? Use that kind." Mu Hanzhang raised his uninjured right arm, blocking Jing Shao's movement to open the bottle. The war is tense, at any time will pull out the camp, this medicine is good, but the wound healing will not speed up, he remembered the wedding day Jing Shao gave him to cure the lower lip of the kind of medicine can quickly heal the wound, that when will not affect the march.
"No!" Jing Shao refused without thinking, washing his hands in warm water, pouring the clear ointment from the green jade bottle onto his fingertips and gently applying it to the wound, "That medicine will increase the pain by several times in vain, you won't be able to withstand it."
The cool ointment was applied to the injury, instantly relieving the burning pain that was like a knife cut and fire, Mu Hanzhang slightly closed his eyes and took a light breath.
Jing Shao leaned over and dropped a light kiss on the side of his face, forcing down the sourness in his eyes, skillfully and quickly wrapping the wound and covering him up.
Mu Hanzhang turned his face to see Jing Shao's eyes that were full of heartache, "I'm fine, you go and get busy."
Jing Shao took hold of a hand that was outside the covers and slowly rubbed it in his palm over and over again without getting up or speaking.
He never felt that once reborn, everything was in his hands, but now this kind of thing happened, or he was too conceited to cause. Now that the dispute between the three clans has been brought forward by three years, many things will be different, and the relatively young King of the Southwest and Southeast will think and do things differently. Even today's bow horse soldiers, is the southeast king's secret treasure!
He was really surprised that this world was willing to lend it to the Southwest King.
Jing Shao put the back of that hand to his face, what the world, what the throne, has long been not what he wanted, this life, the real request is just to be with Jun Qing long time together, if you lose this person, re-life this life and what is the meaning?
The softness in his palm suddenly gripped his hand back, and Jing Shao looked back up at him.
Mu Hanyang Zhang looked at this frustrated Jing Shao, like a wounded beast, pickpocketing their only thing how refused to let go, can not help but some heartache, lightly hooked his lips, "You go to help me look for Xiao Huang, just now the soldiers are in chaos, do not get lost."
Jing Shao forced a smile and nodded, getting up and going out to look for the little tiger. Jun Qing had no idea how heartbreaking it was for him to smile with those bloodless lips.
After half a day's effort to find the little tiger cub hiding in the cracks of the crate, Jing Shao shook the gray mass in his hand in disgust, threw it to the little soldier to give it a bath, and went to take care of the camp's business himself.
After carefully examining the clothes and weapons on the bodies of those cavalrymen, Jing Shao was certain that these were the Southeast King's men. It was understandable that they would raid the camp while the army was out, but why they would target a small, up-and-coming military commander was very puzzling.
"Not a single living soul left behind?" Jing Shao frowned.
"Those bow horse soldiers are too tough, simply can't stay." The right guard remembered towards the end of the slash or palpitations, that kind of desperate fighting, the openings are exposed just to kill, he is still the first time to see.
"Repair the tents carefully, build another layer of fortifications outside the camp, and add a shift of patrols at night." Jing Shao received the casualty loss statistics handed over by the left guard and waved his hand for the two to go down.
The guards came in to deliver the drying tigers, and after Jing Shao looked at what he had in his hands, he picked up Xiao Huang and went back to the king's tent.
The person on the bed had fallen asleep, the setting sun reflected on his face through the tent, still a little pale, perhaps because of the pain of the wound, Mu Hanzhang slept not comfortably, slightly frowning, the
"Woohoo!" The half-tossed tiger cub wailed excitedly at the sight of his master.
"Hush ......" Jing Shao huffed the little tiger head a slap to silence him, but the furry dumpling in his hand did not understand at all, struggling to scurry toward the bed.
The person on the bed slowly opened his eyes and looked at the two guys fighting with each other, he couldn't help but smile and slowly sat up.
"Don't move!" Jing Shao rushed forward to support him, and the little tiger jumped onto the bed obediently, rolled on the quilt, and jumped onto Mu Hanzhang's lap to grab the quilt.
Not long after, the small soldier who brought the food came in with two bowls of noodles, "Warlord, the noodles are cooked."
"Why do you want to eat noodles?" Jing Shao raised an eyebrow, he remembered that Jun Qing liked rice and did not really eat noodles. Bringing over a bowl, Mu Hanzhang went to pick it up but he avoided it, "I'll feed you."
Mu Hanzhang instantly reddened, "The injury is on his shoulder, it's not in the way." He was twenty years old, how could he still let someone feed him!
"No," seeing that the whitened face finally had some blood color, Jing Shao's mood couldn't help but improve, smiling as he picked a chopstick of hot noodles and brought it to his lips, "Quickly eat while it's hot."
Mu Hanzhang couldn't, so he only opened his mouth and took a bite, then watched as Jing Shao ate half of the noodles he had bitten.
"The king ...... king ......" Mu Hanzhang looked at him dumbfounded.
Jing Shao joyfully rubbed a little on the face of his own princess who was dumbfounded, and then continued to beautifully eat the bowl of noodles with one bite and one bite. Although it was just Yangchun noodles cooked with green vegetables, Jing Shao felt that it was the best noodles he had ever eaten since he was a child.
The little tiger in his arms saw people eating, grasped Jing Shao's arm and stood up, poking a hairy head into the bowl. Jing Shao stuffed half a noodle into the tiger's mouth, and the little tiger chewed a little and spat it out in disgust.
Night fell, and because of the chaos of the day, the barracks were not yet completely quiet, and everywhere was still more than busy.
Mu Hanzhang lay in Jing Shao's arms, frowning slightly, his wounds were painful, he couldn't sleep at all, so he slowly sat up.
"Jun Qing, what's wrong?" Jing Shao's arms were empty and he immediately woke up with a start, seeing that the person beside him was still there, he was relieved to sit up as well.
"Can't sleep, let's go for a walk by the river." Mu Hanyang Zhang said as he got out of bed and dressed, and also hung the green jade xiao on his waist.
Jing Shao was stunned for a moment, fearing that he would touch his wound, he went over to help him put on his coat. Although I don't know why the princess wants to go to the river in the middle of the night to blow the wind, but his own brain is also chaotic sleep can't be solid, not like going out for a walk.
The campsite had always been built next to a river, and behind it was a small stream, and the moonlight spilled into the shallow water, so that the pebbles at the bottom could be clearly seen.
After the two of them walked hand in hand along the river for a few moments, Mu Hanzhang's forehead broke out in a cold sweat and he had to sit down on a rock.
Jing Shao touched his sweaty forehead, "Don't walk anymore, sit for a while and I'll carry you back."
Mu Hanzhang slowed his breath, looked up and smiled, "Do you know what day today is?"
"What day?" Jing Shao froze and looked up at the waning moon in the sky, unable to recall what day it was.
Mu Hanzhang but smiled and scooped up the green jade xiao at his waist, "Let me play a tune for you."