Chapter 184: Lord General, fortune telling (29-30)

"Believe, how could I not believe you."

Yan Heng responded softly, raised his hand and rubbed the soft back of his head, smiling distressedly.

After hugging her for a long time, he sighed slightly and let go of her.

Put Xiang Xing back on the bed, caressing her white forehead and soft cheeks.

"Well, you are still very weak, rest early, huh?"

"Ok!"

The little guy nodded, smiled and hooked the lips that had recovered a little pink color, and closed his soft eyes obediently.

But after a while, she breathed slowly and gradually fell asleep.

Seeing Xiang Xing sleeping peacefully, the man slowly got up.

Turning around, the originally gentle black eyes suddenly turned into a frosty and sudden cold color.

The spy...

He squinted, sneered, and walked out of the big tent.

Tonight, say long is not long, say short, not short.

...

the next day.

Before the stars outside the window fell, Xiang Xing rubbed his moist and soft eyes and sat up.

Put on your clothes, jump out of the bed cautiously, stretch your arms, kick and kick.

Speaking of it, she vomited the poison last night and slept for a long time, but she felt that most of her energy had been restored.

In short, it's good!

The little guy patted his strong body, walked around the screen lightly and walked out.

There was no one else in the account.

Except for the man who was sitting on the high chair in the main hall with his big hands clenched into fists slightly against his head, resting in a posture that she seemed a little uncomfortable.

He even wore armor.

Obviously, it was a whole night without much rest.

When Xiang Xingguang looked at it, he felt a little pain in his heart.

She pursed her pink lips, couldn't help but trot over, and carefully pulled the man's slender arm, and put it on her shoulder.

The slight movement caused Yan Heng, who was only asleep, to wake up quickly and opened his eyes like thick ink.

Seeing the scene in front of him, he paused slightly in shock, but with a backhand, he hugged the little guy into his arms.

In the hoarse voice, there was a slight worry: "Why did you get up so early?"

"I've got enough sleep!"

Xiang Xing responded with a milky voice, but his small body struggled to get out of his arms.

Continue to hold the sturdy arms and drag them out, "I occupied your bed all night, so you didn't sleep much... now it's your turn to go to bed!"

"..."

Yan Heng looked at the little guy holding his hands amusedly.

I wanted to say that I have long been used to not sleeping, but seeing her being so serious, she swallowed it back when she said something to her lips.

She only curled her lips gently, letting her pull herself into the bed.

Then she continued to disassemble her armor stubbornly.

——Although she doesn't seem to be able to dismantle at all, the more troublesome she gets, the more frivolous she becomes.

The man finally couldn't help laughing, and quickly grasped the little green hand that was almost cut by the armor.

He lowered his head and whispered softly, "I'll do it myself, you watch and learn it, it will be done later, eh?"

"……Ok."

Xiang Xing narrowed his mouth, and finally took a step back in silence.

Tilting his head, carefully watching his movements and steps of removing his armor.

After he completely took off the armor, he cleverly hugged the heavy armor aside, awkwardly and carefully hung it up.

After tossing everything, her tired forehead was covered with fine sweat.

Fortunately, the man was still obedient, and finally gave up on the bed to sleep peacefully.

Waiting for Xiang Xing to walk out of the big tent slowly, the day outside was dark.

Some soldiers faintly got up around them, standing in front of their tents with their washbasins chatting, waiting for the drill horn to sound.

Seeing Xiang Xing passing by, they all greeted with enthusiasm and concern: "Xiao Guoshi, are you better?"

"Well, much better."

Xiang Xing laughed and nodded at several people.

Soft eyes turned around, suddenly remembering something, and couldn't help but ask, "By the way, last night you General Yan was...well, were you busy until late?"

She paused, and did not directly ask about the arrest of the spy.

In the unlikely event that Yan Heng was doing it in secret, wouldn't it be exposed if she asked nonsense.

Sure enough, the few little soldiers looked at each other with some confusion.

He scratched his head and said with a smile, "The general seems to be busy until late... We only know that he led a few lieutenants and brothers to the main tent of General Wang, and seemed to be chatting all night."

"It seems to be talking about the Spring Search Conference...Oh!"

One of the soldiers talked too much, and was directly pinched by his brother's thigh and yelled.

Seeing Xiang Xing smiled inwardly.

Although there are military regulations in the camp, everyone has the heart of gossip, and these little soldiers are no exception.

Thinking about it, she simply shook the crested cane in her hand.

[Duck, take a look at the presence of those three spies last night. ]

When the voice fell, the little guy suddenly showed a GPS map.

As she expected, the coordinates of the three spies had disappeared in the entire camp.

However, there are three more red dots, one-third more black identity.

These people were without exception, they were all Yan Heng's trusted confidantes, and even the leader of the scout team who was in charge of tracking the group of village women on the marching road before.

Xiang Xing blinked softly, his head tilted.

It seems that there was more than just the Spring Search Conference that was discussed last night. Someone seemed to have made a hack for a change...

Gee, it's really fast.

She couldn't help sighing secretly.

...

In the next few days, Yan Heng directly took Xiang Xing to live in the big tent under the eyes of everyone in Daying, in the name of taking care of her personally.

During the day, he stayed in Wang Hai’s main account to discuss the battle plan for the Chunsou Conference.

At night, he personally supervised Xiang Xing's diet.

Not only do you have to stare at her and eat, you even have to taste a bite before she eats, and test the drugs yourself...

"... Brother Yan Heng, are you making a fuss too much?"

Looking at the bowl of meat porridge that Yan Heng had tasted with a silver spoon in advance, and after confirming that it was okay, Xiang Xing couldn't help but frown and laughed a lot.

She tilted her head and looked at him with a little worry, her voice soft, "Moreover, if it is poisonous, wouldn't it be poisoned to you first..."

"I can carry it more than you."

The man only responded quietly, and the silver chopsticks in his hand were still moving, tasting the remaining dishes.

This scene inexplicably reminded the little guy that in a certain world, those **** father-in-laws tried to poison the emperor...

Provoking.

She couldn't help shaking subconsciously.

Quickly get rid of the mess of brain supplies in my mind.

The two of you just take a bite, and I tasted and ate each bite.

Sudden.

There was a slight sound of air breaking outside the window, causing the chopsticks in the hands of the two to eat at the same time.