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The sky was dark and gloomy. The thunder had sounded for the seventh time. The air was moist, but the rain still didn't mean to fall down.

With his hands behind him, Mu Chen looked up at the sky, his eyes like a terrible black hole, as if to suck in the dark cloud covered sky.

In the room behind him, from time to time came the sound of rushing feet and shouting for people to deliver things,

intermittently, they came into his ears and stung Shen Jingli.

He swung his fist and hit the pillar next to him heavily. The thump coincided with a sound of thunder. In the flash of thunder, Mu Chen's eyes were wide open and his expression of resentment was very terrible.

After using three points of internal force, the pillar was forced to make a hole. The wooden thorn protruded and scratched Mu Chen's skin. The pain came from his fist, but he seemed to be unaware of it. He roared in a low voice, depressed and painful.

Nan Jiyun trotted in. As soon as he entered the circular arch, he saw Mu Chen pounding the pillar with his fists, making a roar like that of a wild animal after he was injured. His appearance and voice were unprecedented. The sound made him feel great pain.

"Do you want to tear down the house?" Someone in the room opened the door, yelled at Mu Chen and closed it decisively.

Mu Chen calmed down for a moment. Then, he heard the voice of the man who had just been heard in the room. He squinted and sneered. His previously chaotic brain suddenly cleared up and people calmed down.

South Ji cloud see his mood stable a lot, came over, "it's going to rain, go back to the house and wait."

Mu Chen didn't seem to hear his voice. He slowly raised his head and looked into the distant sky.

The rain began to fall. The big raindrops hit the leaves in front of the house, making a crisp click.

"Fourteen?" Nan Jiyun spoke again and held out his hand to Mu Chen, but he was shunned by Mu Chen. He turned his head and looked at him. There was remorse and coldness in his eyes, which made him stiff.

"I'm fine. Come in." Two people into the next room, Luoxia courtyard is an independent courtyard on the east side of the northwest general's mansion. There are two spacious main rooms. There are carved beams and painted buildings everywhere. There are eight East and West Wing rooms. There is a hall in the corridor. Thrush birdcage is hung on the corridor, and drought resistant trees are planted around it. It is very quiet. The structure of the general's house is built according to the capital residence ... At that time, in order to make the mansion highlight the feeling of the capital, a group of craftsmen were specially sent from the capital.

When they arrived at the main hall, they sat down before and after, speechless. The dignified atmosphere made the servants who came to serve them tea tense and poured tea uneasily. Seeing that they had no other orders, they quietly withdrew.

Outside, with the sound of the north wind, I heard a lot of noise.

Nanjiyun took a sip of tea. The tea was too weak to taste, so he put it down.

"Mu Jing's poisoning is not your fault. You don't have to blame yourself."

Some time ago, their army and Daqi army had a battle in the golden sand beach. They accidentally fell into the trap of each other, resulting in cold wind injury. In addition, Mu Jing's poisoning caused numerous casualties.

"Well." In a cold voice, Mu Chen took up his tea and sang. His expression did not seem to care, but he held the cup tightly. By accident, the teacup cracked.

Nan Jiyun was startled by the sound and looked at Mu Chen, who quietly wiped his hands with a handkerchief. He tightened his eyebrows, and Mu Chen was probably really angry,

"with doctor Chang, Mu Jing's poison can be solved. You don't have to worry about it."

It was his brother who was injured and poisoned. Could Mu Chen stop all the responsibilities?

No, he was so worried that the whole person was going to get angry.

Mu Chen looked at the broken pieces of the teacup on the ground. Then, someone rushed in outside.

"Marshal, general cold wind wakes up." Running in was a big five and three thick officers and soldiers. He was an adjunct general who followed the cold wind. His name was Ge Daniu. Before he entered the door, he yelled at his voice.

His voice was very loud, and some of his voice was too thick and hoarse. His voice was very unique. Even the few servants in the house were shocked when he called so.

However, no one dared to come and explore Mu Chen's dignity. They could only stretch their necks and look around. Then, they saw that the military doctor Chang, who was always irascible, came forward with a look of anger, and rolled his sleeves while walking. It looked like he was going to fight with others.

As soon as Mu Chen and Nan Jiyun left the main room, they saw doctor Chang come up in anger and waved a fist at Mu Chen.

Mu Chen took his fist and calmly asked, "where are the people? How's it going? "

"Ah, still alive. But you're dying. " Doctor Chang said, while he was not paying attention, he punched him in the abdomen, "just when I was saving people, what were you doing at the door? Do you know that if you make such a noise, it will hinder my work. You fool, you have only suffered a defeat, and you will... "

His hand was moved away. He moved lightly, but with heavy pressure. Doctor Chang looked up and saw Mu Chen's cold eyes."Awake?"

"No, my life has been saved, but the remaining poison has not been cleared. It is estimated that it will take several days to wake up."

Leng Qing snores, but mu Chen is really angry.

"What about the cold wind?"

"He was not poisoned. Although the injury was more serious, he was treated in time and was no longer in a serious way." Doctor Chang said, "he's awake. Do you want to see him?"

Mu Chen nodded and looked back at Nan Jiyun, who was also worried about the cold wind and nodded.

The cold wind has woken up. His abdomen is seriously injured and his right leg is slightly fractured. It is estimated that he will take several months to recover.

Because he couldn't get down to the ground, he put down a high pillow and read a book on the bed. Seeing them come in, he put down the book and asked them to sit down.

"How is mu Jing? Are all the dead officers and men properly arranged? "

"Mu Jing's poison has been removed, and he hasn't woken up yet. Some of the dead officers and soldiers have been recovered. We have burned them and buried them

See Mu Chen did not speak, South Jiyun initiative way.

"That's good." They took the battle lightly. They did not expect that the marshal of the other side was so cunning that he deliberately led them into the golden sand beach, and then sent a large army to encircle them from behind. If the white tiger camp had not been operating in the dark all the time, they would have been in the golden beach this time.

Cold wind frowned, turned to look at Mu Chen, "Qi seems to have sent a large army reinforcement, which is very unfavorable to us."

"I received a letter from a flying pigeon yesterday saying that the emperor ordered general song of Qianzhou barracks to send troops to support us." Mu Chen said, "Qianzhou is the nearest barracks of Yanmen pass here. If the weather is good, it only takes half a month to get there."

What's the weather like? Everyone thought of the rain outside and sighed with disappointment. It was a bad day and it was really depressing. However, when the weather is not good, the other side is not expected to send troops to invade. As long as you are careful and don't let the other side have a chance to take advantage of it, when reinforcements come, they will fight against each other again.

"You can take care of yourself. I will send someone to report back to you all the time." Knowing that he could not rest assured of the battle situation on the front line, Mu Chen said so.

Hearing his words, the cold wind laughed. The young master really understood him, "don't be so troublesome. You'd better concentrate on the front line."

Several people stayed here for a while and then left.

After returning to his room, Mu Chen thought a lot and took out his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, intending to write to Shen Jingli.

After writing several pieces of paper, his mood gradually calmed down. After reading the contents of the letter, he crumpled the letter, threw it into the wastebasket and wrote a new one, hiding all the bad things.

Those bad things, there is no need to let them know, let them worry.

Put the letter into the envelope. Just as it was about to be sealed, a soldier brought the letter in.

"Marshal, it's a letter from the capital." It will be sent to him, which indicates that there is a letter from Shen Jingli.

He put down what he had in his hand and said to him, "present it."

It is not only a letter from Shen Jingli, but also a letter from Yang Ningyi, his wife Zhongyi Hou, and Muke, a good man.

After putting away the letter from Shen Jingli, Mu Chen opened the letter and found that it was full of his complaints, complaining about the county head, the Marquis of Zhenyuan, the great master of situ, Mu Yu, Shen Jingli, and even the Emperor Looking at the contents of the letter, Mu Chen could imagine how aggrieved Muke's expression was. However, the boy was really bold enough to complain even the emperor. He was not afraid to die.

Finally, Mu Ke mentioned the death of Mu Laojun, and told him that Mu Jin and Shen Jingli had gone back to the funeral, and they had also been there for the old prince? These two words were magnified in front of his eyes. For a moment, Mu Chen couldn't say what he felt in his heart.

Ah, the old lady, who was always aggressive, died of illness. He tried to think about it. He couldn't remember the appearance of the old prince. Sure enough, he didn't get along well these years.

He pinched his fist and sent the messenger to Mu Jing's room with Yang Ningyi's letter.

Before Mu Jing wakes up, Mu Chen puts the letter by his pillow, sits by the bed, and calmly narrates the recent events.

Mu Chen is still sleeping in the corner.

Mu Chen tucked in the quilt for him, put down the tent for him, and left.

Nan Jiyun stood in the corridor, heard his footsteps, turned back, and then stretched out his hand to raise the letter in his hand, "the marshal of the other side wrote you a cordial letter of greetings. Is he very excited?"

The greeting signal is a provocative letter.

Mu Chen hook up the side of the lip corner, took the letter in the hand of the South Ji cloud, "challenge book?"

"It's a letter of greeting, and the other party really cordially greets you It's not dead yet. "