Listening to the fierce shouting and killing outside and the banging of the city gate. Wu Jie wasn't as frightened as expected, the experience of the past few days had allowed her to face all this calmly.

Even at the moment when the city was broken, she sat on the horse safely and galloped along with the crowd.

The duration of Lian Ancheng's persistence was about the same as Deng Che's previous estimation. Under the all-out attack of South Chen's soldiers and horses, he only persisted for three days.

At dusk, the two dilapidated city gates finally couldn't withstand the repeated violent attacks and declared their end of life.

The blood-stained hardwood-clad copper city gate fell to dust amidst the ear-piercing roar, splashing countless dust. At the same time, Deng Che led more than a hundred elites under his command to protect Wu Jie and rushed out from the west gate where there were few troops.

Because the main force was attracted to the broken east gate, Wu Jie and his party broke through the encirclement more smoothly than expected.

South Chen's soldiers, who were accustomed to the fighting power of the miscellaneous government soldiers in the city, never expected that such an elite team would come out suddenly. They were caught off guard and were quickly pierced through the formation.

Wu Jie rode the horse and galloped, lying low on the horse's back, the cold wind passing by her ears, she had never been so lucky that she learned to ride a horse since she was a child.

A group of people ran wildly for most of the day, but the pursuers in the rear refused to give up.

After rushing out of a mountain pass and running wildly continuously, Wu Jie's breathing was messed up, her head was dizzy, and she nearly fell off her horse several times.

Deng Che saw that the situation was not good, and Wu Jie would definitely not be able to support this situation.

I didn't expect these people from South Chen to be so difficult to deal with. They discovered that they were the Imperial Guards of Capital City, so they set their sights on the guards.

He resolutely ordered: "Zhao Chong, you take people to protect the empress and go first, and I will take people to kill the queen."

Facing the constant stream of chasing soldiers, it is almost necessary to sacrifice their lives in exchange for time to escape. Wu Jie turned her head to look at Deng Che who was leading half of the soldiers to slow down their horses and was about to stop to meet him. She was exhausted and didn't know what to say.

She could only hold on and lash the horse, galloping forward at the maximum speed.

Just when he was completely exhausted, another group of soldiers and horses rushed out of the dense forest in front, with excellent equipment and strong morale. Killed in front of him in a blink of an eye.

Is it an enemy, or an ally?

Wu Jie only felt that her eyes were dark, even if it was the enemy, she couldn't turn around and escape.

He wanted to stand up and see the opponent clearly, but because of such a simple movement, he lost his balance and fell straight down.

Amid the exclamation, she reflexively tried to curl up her body to reduce the impact on the ground. However, the expected pain did not come. In a blink of an eye, she fell into someone's arms.

Wu Jie gasped for breath, and wanted to look up, but her neck felt stiff.

The person who caught her fished her up directly, and then hugged her into his arms. A familiar voice came: "It's me, you are not hurt."

It's Yuan Jing's voice!

Wu Jie was in a dream, how could he be here? Didn't you rush northward to the border after breaking up?

"Not long after I walked north, I heard the news that South Chen soldiers and horses were attacking Lu rivier's mouth, so I stopped in Haocheng and didn't go north. Later, I received a tip from Deng Che, so I simply went south to have a look..." Yuan Jing briefly explained what happened.

He held Wu Jie in his arms, and his mount was an incomparable steed, even if the two of them rode together, they could still maintain their speed.

During the time he spoke, the soldiers he brought had already joined Deng Che and the others, and fought with the pursuing soldiers of South Chen.

Wu Jie finally felt relieved.

Of course, such an encounter does not require the emperor to end in person. Surrounded by a group of personal guards, Yuan Jing rode his horse and stood behind.

The soldiers and horses that South Chen pursued were already exhausted, and they immediately showed signs of defeat against this new force.

Seeing that the battle situation ahead had been decided, Yuan Jing lowered his head to check Wu Jie's situation carefully, and heard her shortness of breath, so he thoughtfully raised his hand to take off the veil for her.

He smiled and said, "Usually I don't see you wearing this thing, why now..."

Before finishing a sentence, he froze suddenly.

Wu Jie didn't have time to stop her, she felt a chill on her face, she could only cover her face with her hands, and said angrily, "Don't look at it."

Yuan Jing felt in a trance for a while, as if his brain was not enough. Although it was only a glimpse, his eyesight was precise, and he had already seen it clearly. It was a completely strange and familiar face. Strangeness refers to Wu Jie's previous beauty Familiarity refers to a slight touch deep in his heart.

One winter night two years ago, he received a tip and left the Yelan Country battlefield, heading south to Jinwu City.

Was assassinated by Prince Fu's party outside the city, and met a girl strangely.

He was just an irrelevant person, but was drawn into the murderous vortex around him. Such a horrific encounter was like a catastrophe to an ordinary rich lady, but that girl was able to suppress her panic, deal with it calmly, and even offered advice.

She had a chubby face, and she looked quite festive, as if she had been treated unfairly, and she was full of resentment and aggrieved under her calm.

She said that all she wanted in her life was a safe haven of peace.

When she was speaking, she was like a desperate little animal, unable to find a shelter in the cold wind and rain.

Probably this attitude touched him and reminded him of himself when he was a child.

Later, learned the identity of this steamed bun girl, she is the daughter of the magistrate who is about to be drafted into the palace. By accident, he promised her a stable future.

Of course what happened afterwards proved to be a complete oolong. Lu Pingting was not that person.

What's strange is that the steamed bun girl has since disappeared. Even with the meticulousness and meticulousness of the meditation book, searched hard for half a year, but couldn't find any trace.

The whole person seemed to have fallen from the sky, landed in front of him on that snowy night, and then disappeared suddenly without leaving a trace.

In the days that followed, although many military affairs were complicated, coups happened frequently, and he even met someone who was really attracted to him, but occasionally, Yuan Jing would still think of this strange encounter.

It never occurred to me that the puzzle that had been thinking about was actually answered today.

"You, it's you..." Yuan Jing's tone was a little messy, "How could you, why didn't you tell me."

"It's not me." Wu Jie shouted angrily. She didn't want Yuan Jing to know about this at all. She had kept a secret for so long, but it was suddenly revealed, as if she felt awkward standing naked in front of others.

Yuan Jing was stunned for a moment, but then gave a low laugh. "Well, it's not you." He returned the veiled cap in his hand to the ostrich in his arms.

He is confident that there will be enough time in the future for her to slowly tell him the story of the past.

Why did she become a steamed bun girl, why did she have such sad and resentful eyes.

As long as she is still willing to stay by his side.

If there was any news that comforted him these days, it might be the letter sent by Deng Che. It shows that the imperial concubine gave up going south to return to her hometown, and is about to go north to reunite with the emperor.

Even though the road ahead is still full of dangers, he seems to have suddenly seen a glimmer of light coming, and even the sleepless night fatigue subsided. So after hearing the news that South Chen's troops were dispatched, he resolutely slowed down his pace of going north, and went south to meet her first.

Fortunately, he came in time, and he couldn't help but hugged the person in his arms tightly. Until Wu Jie hummed uncomfortably.

He let go of it a little bit, and said with a smile: "How does it feel, can you still keep going?"

From his smiling eyes, Wu Jie guessed what he was thinking.

What is this guy thinking, he just came back to persuade Gao Zimo, it has nothing to do with him!

During the brief exchange between the two, Deng Che and the others had already repelled the pursuers.

Yuan Jing immediately ordered the team to continue northward.

After walking for more than half a day, seeing that there were no traces of pursuers behind, the team slowed down.

Yuan Jing found that her body was limp and gradually failing. Even if you don't have to ride a horse yourself, it's still a burden to travel in such a hurry.

Seeing that it was dusk, he stopped his horse and ordered to set up camp temporarily to rest. Soon the tents were erected. Yuan Jing hugged Wu Jie and hurried into the account.

Lifting the veil on her face, even though she had expected it, Yuan Jing was still taken aback. Wu Jie's complexion was red, her eyes were blurred, and she obviously had a high fever.

She was originally poisoned, and after a whole day of running and fleeing, her body was completely unable to hold on.

Yuan Jing hurriedly put her on the soft bed, ordered the military doctor to come for diagnosis and treatment, and asked Deng Che to make detoxification soup for her. The stove in the tent had just been lit, he pressed Wu Jie's back and used his internal strength to help her dispel the cold.

Feeling the warm feeling on the back of her limbs, Wu Jie's fatigue was greatly relieved very quickly.

"Your Majesty, there is no need." She whispered. Everyone is not completely out of danger, it is extremely unwise for Yuan Jing to consume his internal energy like this.

"I don't have to do it myself." Yuan Jing smiled, making sure that Wu Jie was fully awake, and then stopped.

After a lot of tossing around, two hours passed in the blink of an eye.

Yuan Jing came out of the tent, and He Changliang, the deputy commander of the Xiyu Guard who accompanied the army, stepped forward and reported in a low voice: "Your Majesty, it's time to go north."

Yuan Jing's heart was heavy. Their original plan was to rush to Haocheng ahead, where the city was high and deep, and elite soldiers were stationed there. It was an important town in the south. But it will take at least a full day to get to Haocheng from here. With Wu Jie's appearance, how could she continue on her way.

"The emperor please drive back to Haocheng first, and the ministers will wait to protect the imperial concubine and take a step slowly." He Changliang suggested.

Yuan Jing thought for a while, then shook his head and said: "I stay here, you first bring some soldiers and horses back to Haocheng to report the news, and then bring the carriage and medical officers to meet us."

"Your Majesty!" He Changliang was anxious.

Yuan Jing knew what he meant, and comforted him: "Don't worry, the people of South Chen are still busy with important matters, and they won't divide their troops just to chase a concubine."

From a normal point of view, South Chen's soldiers and horses are not so leisurely. Even if they know Wu Jie's status as a noble concubine, there is no need to pursue him. Apart from showing off and humiliating him as the emperor, Wu Jie herself has no military value.

And as far as he knew, the guy from South Chen wasn't such a boring guy.

He Changliang still felt that something was wrong, Yuan Jing's identity was too special, it was related to the overall situation of the whole world. However, he was already stupid, and he couldn't persuade the stubborn lord at all. He could only reluctantly obey the order. He rushed to the road with a team of soldiers and horses, hoping to rush back to Haocheng as soon as possible, and bring reinforcements to meet him.

After He Changliang left with his soldiers and horses, the camp became more secluded and the night was getting dark, so Yuan Jing entered the camp.

He brought the boiled concoction to the bed.

Wu Jie's maid was left in Lian'an City because she couldn't ride a horse. So only he, the emperor, came to serve.

After resting for a while, Wu Jie recovered a little. Supported by Yuan Jing to stand up, he drank the potion.

The bitter soup rolled on the tip of her tongue, and Wu Jie couldn't help twitching her nose.

"The conditions outside are poor, and there's no candied fruit. It's not as good as the last time you were in Changqiu Pavilion." Yuan Jing put down the bowl, helped her to lie down, and whispered softly.

He was talking about the last time when the barbarians broke through the city and hid in the Changqiu Pavilion. Wu Jie curled her lips, fleeing outside, how could she care about these things.

He reached out and stroked her forehead. Two doses of decoction had been taken, but the heat still didn't subside. She doesn't know martial arts and is naturally weak. If she continues to burn like this, it will consume a lot of energy.

Yuan Jing thought about it, saw Wu Jie lying on the bed, and gradually fell asleep again, and finally made up her mind.

Wu Jie was in a daze, feeling a chill on her neck, she couldn't help but opened her eyes.

Stared at by her confused deer-like eyes, Yuan Jing's heart skipped a beat for an instant. He leaned down and whispered in her ear, "I will wipe your body for you. This kind of heat needs to be dissipated."

Just like what I did for him in Changqiu Pavilion before.

It took Wu Jie a long time to realize what he said, and she immediately felt embarrassed. She had never exposed her body in front of others in this life.

She couldn't help her shortness of breath, and raised her hand to hold her skirt.

Although there was no strength in those hands, they were soft to express her rejection.

Yuan Jing didn't mean to be reluctant, and coaxed her softly, "Don't be nervous, I just help you reduce the heat. If you continue to heat up like this, your body will not be able to bear it."

Wu Jie knew that what he said was reasonable, but she still felt a little awkward in her heart.

Yuan Jing continued to laugh and said, "If you don't want to be watched, can I cover your eyes and wipe it for you?" His voice was gentle, as if coaxing a child, patient and meticulous.

Wu Jie's mind moved slightly, and she let go of her hand.

Seeing that she agreed, Yuan Jing really got up and found a piece of silk cloth. He closed his eyes and sat down on the bed.

Once the eyes are blindfolded, the face coincides with that person in an instant.

Wu Jie watched, not knowing what expression to put on. Fortunately, no one could see her expression.

Although blindfolded, martial arts practitioners are naturally sensitive, Yuan Jing's movements were still very neat, and he quickly unbuttoned Wu Jie's clothes.

With her skin exposed to the air, Wu Jie shivered uncomfortably. There was a brazier burning inside the tent, but the temperature was actually very warm, and the so-called discomfort was only in my heart.

Looking at Yuan Jing's unhappy face, Wu Jie quickly calmed down, and secretly scolded herself for being hypocritical. In fact, the two of them had countless happy times in their previous life, why haven't they seen it. And he was still blindfolded.

The silk cloth was stained with water and touched the skin. It was clearly warm water, but Wu Jie felt her whole body trembling, as if something hot had landed on the place it touched. This feeling reminded her of the time she was bitten by a poisonous snake in the Small Buddha Hall a few years ago.

He seemed to feel her nervousness. Yuan Jing laughed: "Before you scrubbed me for me, now I'm here to serve you, it's also a karmic cycle, you have to pay back what you owe."

He continued talking, diverting Wu Jie's attention, talking about trivial matters, what little white claw had fought with which wild cat again, and came back disheveled, the freshly dried fish in the small kitchen was too hard, A few cats don't like...

Listening to his voice, Wu Jie gradually relaxed.

Just as he was in a daze, Yuan Jing asked another question, "How did it become like this? Deng Che said he was wounded by an arrow, and the arrow was poisoned."

His tone was peaceful, mixed in a bunch of ramblings, inconspicuous at all, but Wu Jie still understood what Yuan Jing really wanted to ask.

The cold wind is blowing, but the room is warm as spring. The fatigue caused by the high fever enveloped her, as well as the shivering feeling on her skin.

Such a moment of honesty and relativeness may be particularly heart-opening.

Without hesitation, Wu Jie whispered about the experience on the road to Beijing with her, which was extremely mysterious. I don't know if the people in front of me will believe it. When I recalled that experience afterwards, it was as if I was listening to a book.

"Why don't you believe it?" Yuan Jing laughed lowly.

"I asked Shen Sishu to check this matter before, and there are many places that are difficult to explain. Now that I heard what you said, and the two sides confirmed it, I understand it."

"It's just a pity, why didn't you tell me about this earlier." If he knew about such a rough experience, he would only be filled with pity.

"There's nothing to say, and it's not a pleasant experience." Wu Jie turned her face away, knowing that Yuan Jing couldn't see him at this time, but she felt a strange feeling of being stared at by his scorching eyes. Cooperating with the fingers that occasionally touch the skin, the body feels hot and restless.

The stove was boiling, and the tent was as warm as spring.

Wu Jie felt her mouth was parched, she tried her best to comfort herself, now that she looks ugly, it is impossible for him to have wishful thinking. But then I thought about it, after I mistakenly thought that the mantou girl was Lu Pingting, this guy actually ordered to be recruited into the palace. Really hungry.

Coincidentally, Yuan Jing also thought of this matter, and laughed lowly: "The fate in the world is really wonderful. At the beginning, I still wanted to bring that girl into the harem."

Wu Jie felt chills for a while. When she found out about this in the harem, she was filled with uneasiness.

Not to mention that Yuan Jing doesn't value beauty, the beauties in the harem in her previous life were also fat and thin beauties, and none of them were poor in appearance. But now he has his mind set on a steamed bun girl.

"It's fate after all." Yuan Jing smiled, "Besides, the beauty and ugliness of appearance does not represent a person's temperament. Although a beautiful appearance is more pleasing to the eye, an interesting and speculative temperament is more attractive of."

Wu Jie snorted uncomfortably, why don't you see someone ugly in your harem so much.

Yuan Jing knew what he meant, and continued, "When it comes to beauty, I have never seen anyone with a better appearance than my mother."

The Da Zhou family is extremely talented and unparalleled in the world, but it has been his nightmare since childhood.

Being beaten and scolded every day, pinched by her since childhood, poked with a hairpin... Later, he lost his strength and turned into scolding. Thinking about it when I was a child, even the wild cats behind the forest may live more comfortably than myself. I wish I could turn into a cat, jump over that creek, and run deep into the woods. Don't bother with these right and wrong anymore.

Wu Jie was silent for a moment, and couldn't help asking: "Does it hurt?"

"Actually, it's not too painful. She doesn't have much strength, she just feels uncomfortable in her heart." Yuan Jing said flatly.

If you show an expression of grievance or pleading, you will be beaten more severely, so you have been used to being calm and indifferent since childhood.

Looking back on the past days now, after all these years, the wounds have long since healed, and he can already look at all this very calmly.

Stretching out his hand to test Wu Jie's forehead, the heat finally subsided a bit. Yuan Jing covered the clothes for her, and then tore off the silk cloth from her eyes.

"Take a good rest first. When the fever subsides tomorrow, the carriage from Haocheng should also be delivered." Her current condition is not suitable for riding a horse, so she can only travel slowly in a carriage.

Wu Jie hummed, and then asked nervously: "Won't it delay the emperor's itinerary by resting here for the whole night?"

"Yuan Zhe and the others are still supporting the northern front, so it won't collapse so quickly."

"Chen Qie refers to the pursuers behind."

"South Chen's soldiers and horses? They came here this time for a big project, and they won't chase us in vain. They don't know that I'm here." Yuan Jing smiled confidently.

What he said seemed to make sense, but Wu Jie always felt a little uneasy.

But the exhaustion brought by the high fever burned her mind and made her unable to think. Soon fell asleep in a daze.