Chapter 183: Lord General, fortune telling (27-28)

"what?!"

Wang Hai was shocked again, his face suddenly serious.

He pondered for a while, frowning, "There is an inner ghost in the camp, but the inner ghost wants to kill the national teacher?... Why does this sound strange."

After all, he and Yan Heng had already guessed the identity of this little country teacher before.

It stands to reason that even if there is an inner ghost, it should be a group with the national teacher, right...

After thinking about it, Wang Hai couldn't help asking Yan Heng, "What did this national teacher do to make ‘those people’ angry?"

"...This is a long story."

Yan Heng did not intend to inform Wang Hai about the scroll.

After a pause, he finally shook his head, "As for the inner ghost, I ask General Wang to pay more attention to it, but you must not allow such people to stay in the camp for a long time."

"That's natural!"

Wang Hai repeatedly agreed, and bowed his hand at the man, "In the end, I will find the steward of the cooking house to investigate carefully, and I will definitely give General Yan and the national teacher an explanation!"

After that, Wang Hai hurriedly left.

Yan Heng heaved a sigh of relief before returning to the bed in silence.

But seeing Xiang Xing awake long ago, he was leaning against the head of the bed, with a pair of round, soft eyes staring at him.

After a while, she curled up the corners of her pale lips and smiled lightly at him.

"Brother Yan Heng, I am already energetic."

Xiang Xing whispered, his body moved suddenly, as if he wanted to get out of bed.

Seeing this, the man couldn't help being startled, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop her behavior.

"Don't get up."

He couldn't help but said, and gently pushed the restless little guy back on the bed, and tucked the quilt for her again.

The big hand turned to tightly squeezed the soft, cold hand, and gave her a slight angrily, "The doctor said, you must rest!"

"……Ok."

Worried that the man would get angry in the next second, Xiang Xing had no choice but to obediently coax him down, closing his eyes obediently.

After thinking about it, he nodded firmly in his heart.

The inner ghost or something, just rely on Wang Hai's purposeless investigation, when to find out.

It's better for her to check it herself!

After thinking about it, the little guy suddenly opened his soft eyes, and immediately looked at the man beside the bed.

After thinking for a while, he suddenly put on a pitiful look of pleading, and acted softly at him, "Brother Yan Heng, can you please come to my small tent and take my crested cane?"

After that, she paused and added, "I, I can use astrology to figure out who the ghost is."

"..."

Yan Heng was taken aback by the mistake.

"What nonsense are you talking about..."

He couldn't help but furrow his delicate eyebrows weirdly, and his big hand directly covered her little forehead.

Ok.

It shouldn't burn the brain.

"...I'm telling the truth!"

Xiang Xing wanted to cry without tears.

She thought about it again, and couldn't help holding her breath hard, suffocating two pitiful tears in the soft eye sockets, flashing water constantly at the man.

"Bring it to me...otherwise I won't sleep."

As he said, the little guy hummed, struggling hard to sit up.

Yan Heng had no choice but to sigh lightly and replied again and again: "Well, lie down, I will bring it for you."

After that, he gave orders to the outside of the account.

But for a moment, the soldier from outside brought the crested cane over.

"General..."

The soldier raised the tent blindly, as if about to walk in.

Suddenly, a gust of wind was blowing in front of him.

Soon after, the stick in his hand disappeared.

The curtain in front of him also fell heavily, shutting him out.

"...Here, your cane."

Yan Heng returned to the bed again and handed the crested cane to Xiang Xing.

The little guy took the cane, and suddenly raised a small brow at him with a smug look.

"Brother Yan Heng, I will show you a hand!"

She grinned happily, and suddenly she clenched her cane in a decent way, muttering nonsense in her mouth.

"Mimi Moo~~ Thunderbolt, pallala..."

In my heart, I hurriedly called Duck Duck: [Duck, quickly open the GPS map, who are the spies who poisoned me? ]

[...Although Yan Heng doesn't understand, but I still want to ask you, next time I use a spell with a forced grid point...]

Ya Ya listened to the influential earthy spell, and opened the location map reluctantly.

Soon, information about the distribution of people in the camp appeared in front of Xiang Xing.

Except for her, at that glance, all the red dots represented the soldiers of Luo Yunguo.

Among them, there are three more points, which are half red and half blue.

Seeing this scene, Xiang Xing's eyes narrowed slightly: [Duck, open the three half-colors and take a look. ]

[Hey. ]

Ya Ya responded, and three little pieces of personal information immediately emerged.

——They are really spies sent by Xiuyue Country.

One of them was even a young lieutenant who had been lurking in the barracks for a long time and was trusted by Wang Hai.

The penetration is really deep.

Xiang Xing sighed silently, opened his soft eyes and looked at Yan Heng.

"I figured it out."

She put down her crested cane, and suddenly stretched out a pair of small hands towards the man, grabbed his big hand, and clasped it tightly in the small palm.

Staring at him earnestly, Ruannuo said, "Brother Yan Heng, they are Liu San from the Scout Camp, Zhao Xiaosong from the Elite Camp, and...Tan Zheng, one of General Wang's lieutenants."

"..."

Hearing this, Yan Heng was stunned.

But it seemed to ignore the three spies directly, and instead pulled her up and hugged her tightly.

"……Well?"

Xiang Xing was startled by his sudden behavior, and he couldn't help frowning in confusion.

But he felt that his head suddenly dropped, gently pressing her ears.

"Xing'er... don't do that anymore."

The man called her softly, his voice hoarse, but trembling, "Your past is over, you don't need to be so careful, you know?"

What astrology, what prophecy.

In his eyes, these were just excuses she deliberately used to cover up her past as a spy from Xiuyue Kingdom.

Thinking about it, Yan Heng couldn't help sighing quietly, his arms tightened.

"What should I do to make you feel more secure, make you believe me and never mind your past?"

"……what."

After listening, the little guy was stunned and couldn't help but stunned.

But there was a chuckle in my heart, and I burst into laughter...

It turned out that he was thinking so.

How does it feel a little silly.

Thinking about it, Xiang Xing blinked softly, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

never mind.

Such things as prophecy and astrology are indeed incomprehensible, and it is too mysterious.

After thinking about it, the little guy simply took the initiative to take the initiative and hugged the man back gently.

With a milky voice, he murmured glutinously, "Well...after that star, I won't say that I will predict astrology anymore."

"but!"

As she said, she gently broke away from his embrace, and looked at the man earnestly, "The three spies are real spies, you have to believe me!"