When Zhou Ci picked out the door and came out, he saw Song Beiming standing under the torch not far from the tent door. As soon as Zhou Ci came out, he was stared at by the other party.

Zhou Ci was stunned for a moment, then walked towards Song Beiming, and said politely, "Thank you, little prince, for the arrangement."

Song Beiming looked at Zhou Ci with deep eyes, but he didn't ask Zhou Ci anything to embarrass him, but said, "How long will the imperial doctor stay here?"

Zhou Ci heaved a sigh of relief, and replied: "Your Majesty's will is to order the subordinate officials to accompany the Governor-General to ride on the stage. If you want to come, during the Governor-General's tenure, the subordinate officials can accompany you around."

"Very good." After Song Beiming stared at Zhou Ci cramped, he looked away, looked at Yan Xi's tent door, saw the figure inside got up, and cast a slender figure under the tent, he was in a place where no one could seeHe licked his lower lip and said, "This king turned around and called a team of hidden guards to protect Mr."

Zhou Ci was overwhelmed by flattery, and hurriedly said: "No way, I am just a sixth-rank court judge, how dare I have such treatment."

"Physician Zhou is concerned about Wei Yu's health." Song Beiming turned his gaze back, fixed on Zhou Ci, and said very seriously, "No matter how protective you are, you can't be too protective."

Zhou Ci was trembling at the sight, he quickly took a look at Song Beiming's expression, and felt that the other party seemed to know something, Zhou Ci's heart was in a state of confusion, and he didn't know what to say for a while, so he had to leave.

Zhou Ci lowered his head and hurried past Song Beiming, and heard Song Beiming's low voice say: "No matter what, save Wei Yu's life, if he lives one more day, I, Song Mengze, owe my husband one more day of favor. Doctor Zhou, don't worry about it.", everything please."

Zhou Ci stopped abruptly. He was a head shorter than Song Beiming. When he looked up and saw Song Beiming's gloomy expression, he was shocked. He felt his neck was strangled, as if he had been tortured to extract a confession. He had been seen through.

Zhou Ci felt that Song Beiming was forcibly suppressing something, and there was a gloomy storm all over his body. He was ordered by Yan Xi to stick to his illness, so he had to grit his teeth and pretend he didn't know.

But Song Beiming said: "What do you want me to do, just say it. You don't need to let Wei Yu know about it."

Song Beiming spoke the truth in every sentence, and every sentence could not be rejected.

Zhou Ci's mind was clear, thinking that Song Beiming's Ren Zongku's experience had probably already guessed the efficacy of Rong's medicine.He sighed and nodded slightly.

"Thank you." Song Beiming didn't say anything more, put away all the gloom, and lifted the curtain to enter the tent.

Yan Xi sat by the desk, heard the sound, raised her head from under the candlelight, and quietly watched Song Beiming approach.

Song Beiming came along and turned off the lights around him. When he stopped beside Yan Xi, there was only one light left on the desk, and he squatted down to look at Yan Xi.

Yan Xi raised his finger and landed on Song Beiming's brow bone, and slid it down, smoothing out the almost imperceptible irritability, leaving handsome and sharp facial features where he pointed.Yan Xi felt safe in this threatening handsomeness, and said softly: "I can't sleep yet, I have to wait for the medicine from Imperial Physician Zhou tonight. Imperial Physician Zhou is careful and wants to regulate my spleen and stomach."

"You eat too little, it's time for you to recuperate. Go to bed first, and when the medicine comes, it's time to sleep." Song Beiming's strength was astonishing, and he hugged Yan Xi effortlessly even in a half-squatting position.By the way, the candle was blew out.

In this way, the inside of the tent is dark and the outside of the tent is bright, so people outside can't see the people inside.Song Beiming didn't want others to see him, and hugged him tightly in his arms.

When Yan Xi was picked up, she let out a cry of surprise, swiped her hands in the air a few times, but didn't dare to hug Song Beiming, and said, "You're hurt!"

"It hurts on the back, it's okay." Song Beiming put the man on the couch, leaned over and said, "The spring night is too short to be wasted."

Yan Xi raised his hand against Song Beiming, and said in a breath, "Singing every night, is the little prince really wanting to forget about Sichuan?"

Song Beiming smiled viciously, lifted Yan Xi's chin, and looked at it carelessly.

The tent cloth has limited shading, and the light from the blazing torches outside penetrates into the tent and falls on the body, giving off a soft light.

Yan Xi was looked at by Song Beiming's nose, so close, Song Beiming's breathing burned him, and he said with a surprised expression, "The injury is still so severe?"

"It's amazing to see you." Song Beiming was very pleased and sealed Yan Xi's lips.

Song Beiming was so domineering that he never allowed Yan Xi to owe him a debt, even if he owed it, Yan Xi would have to pay it back.

But Yan Xi really likes Song Beiming's overbearing, he can be kissed hot, this hot is different from Rong's dryness, Rong can no longer intervene in the communication between them.

There are rows of torches just a cloth away, and night patrol soldiers pass by from time to time, their neat and vigorous steps seem to be stepping on the eardrums of the thieves.

It was too close to the outside, as if under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Yan Xi bit the soft pillow and swallowed her voice.The corners of his eyes were red from crying, warm in the penetrating light, and the tears that slid down were shining brightly.

The eyes were intertwined, and no one looked away, they were competing with each other.The mist rising in Yan Xi's eyes is the bewitchment of kindness, his "glory" was completely suppressed by Song Beiming, and the enthusiasm was all his own.

Yan Xi was so tired that he couldn't keep his eyes open, and there was no condition to take a bath in the barracks. Yan Xi didn't know where Song Beiming found hot water to clean his body.Something came in from outside, and the next moment, he was hugged and fed a whole bowl of warm medicine.

Yan Xi let go of his melancholy, and the satiation and fatigue of his body made him fall asleep quickly, and all the worries in his stomach were wiped away by Song Beiming.

It was a good night's sleep.

Yan Xi slept until dawn, Song Beiming lingered on his lips when he got up, Yan Xi didn't have the strength to raise his fingers, his eyelids were heavy, and he said softly, "Wake up so early?"

Song Beiming said: "The 30,000 Snow-Treading Army is coming soon."

"So fast?" Yan Xi woke up instantly, sat up and slid down the soft quilt.He was a little dizzy, and Zhou Ci's medicine had added sleeping ingredients, and when he didn't get enough sleep, getting up became more difficult than before.

Song Beiming pushed Yan Xi back on the couch, and whispered in his ear, "A quick march, from Beiyuan via Niangziguan, to Yue Xi is only two days away."

Yan Xi still wanted to get up: "I have to go to meet you."

Song Beiming stroked his temples lightly and said, "Take a rest, I'll fix it later, you come to receive the military talisman and review the army."

"Meng Ze, I—" Yan Xi still wanted to get up.

"Wei Yu, go to sleep." As he spoke, he lightly pressed on Yan Xi's body, and he spoke softly, his hand movements were very light, and he said comfortingly, "It's all over, I'll send someone to call you, the master of the Canglong ArmyI will never lose my prestige, and I will never miss the auspicious time, I promise."

Yan Xi fell asleep for a while under Song Beiming's comfort.

This was stolen leisure, and it took only half a stick of incense, but Yan Xi's tiredness was relieved. He heard someone walking outside the tent, and this time he opened his eyes easily, and heard Wei Chifeng outside the door.Said: "Master, the Snow-Treading Army has dismounted three miles away, Imperial Physician Zhou is warming your breakfast, is it here?"

Yan Xi originally wanted to say that he would not eat for now, but then he thought about taking care of his body, so he changed his mind and said, "Let's pass it on."

Zhou Ci had been waiting outside early in the morning, and was relieved to hear that Yan Xi was willing to eat at such an urgent time, so he quickly brought the food box into the account, opened the lid, and inside was a bowl of medicinal porridge.

Yan Xi quickly put on his clothes, took the porridge from Zhou Ci's hand, the temperature was just right, he swallowed it in a few gulps, and hurried out with his official hat on.

The gate tower of the Yue Xi military camp was several feet high, and Yan Xi could see the red-clothed and black-armored mountains coming in the distance from the high place.The sergeants got off their horses nearby, and the horseshoes still stepped out with power that shook the ground.

The soldiers of the Han army stared at each other with bated breath in this furious march.

This situation is like two armies facing each other.

The silent contest unfolded, and the ferocious tide of the Snow-Treading Army was frightening; the silver waves of the Han Army's saber were threatening.

The soldiers didn't make a sound, and the crowds in the sky and the earth were surging, but there was no voice.

The Snow-Treading Army came with a murderous spirit, which made the Han Army's army excited and trembling, and the bloody men's eyes lit up.

When the snow-walking army came, it was like a large army pressing down on the country.

If this is not my brother, facing such a fierce incoming army, when the two armies meet, if there is a slight movement, our army's morale will be scattered.

Everyone is rejoicing that this is their brother.

Yan Xi walked down the gate tower and stood facing the wind in front of the camp gate.

The footsteps of the snow troopers shook the ground and stopped a hundred steps away.

Han Linmo went out ten miles early in the morning to meet the 30,000 snow troopers. When he arrived in front of the camp, Han Linmo returned to the front of the Han army.The Han army raised their swords to meet the commander, the sword was as bright as snow, turning up silver waves.

Song Yuexiao's first lieutenant, Shi Yuan, was leading this snow-walking army.Beiyuan couldn't do without Song Yuexiao now, so Song Yuexiao wrote the handover document with her own handwriting and asked Shi Yuan to bring it.Shi Yuan presented the transfer talisman book to Song Beiming with a solemn expression, knelt down and said, "My lord, this is the military talisman, roster and handover document of the 30,000 Snow-Treading Army in Beiyuan. The commander has already used the seal, and I submit it to the lord for decision."

Song Beiming was dressed in the python robe of the county king. He was the prince of Beiyuan at this time and could rule over everything in Beiyuan. He received the documents and looked at Yan Xi solemnly in the light of daylight.

Yan Xi and Song Beiming's eyes fell apart as soon as they met. Yan Xi stood with his hands behind his back as the chief officer of the western region, and said loudly, "Welcome to the camp brothers from the Snow-Treading Army. You have come here day and night, why?"

The snow troopers raised their arms and raised their knives, shouting in unison: "Defend the border, protect me Da Jing!"

With the saber Liushuang hanging by his side, Yan Xi asked: "After entering this camp gate today, you will have a new name, do you know?"

Song Beiming led 30,000 red-clothed and black-armored soldiers and knelt down: "The 30,000 Beiyuan Snow-Treading Army are willing to join the new army and obey the prince's orders."

Yan Xi stood in the center of the two armies. He looked around, raised the east palace saber Liushuang, and pointed the long sword representing the prince in the direction of Mo Di.Call the Canglong up. The East Palace is upright, the Canglong has awakened, and we must put down the intruders!"

The two armies raised their sabers high, the blades cut through the sun, and the stomachs collided like thunder.

The newly made military flag was raised against the wind, spreading out along the line of the barracks. The angry blue dragon soared through the clouds and the fog, the red flags were hunting, and the green dragon danced.

This was the moment engraved in the history of the Da Jing Army. Han Linmo's eyes were full of tears, and Shi Yuan's blood was boiling. They have a common master ever since.

The voices of the 60,000 army continued for a long time: "Canglong Army, stop the intruder!"

Dajun shouted three bows, Song Beiming raised his head, looked at the only person standing in the center, and said softly, "My Highness, I will always surrender to you."

Yan Xi looked at Song Beiming amidst the waves of sound, the world is vast and the sea of people is vast, and their eyes met among thousands of people, Yan Xi understood Song Beiming's words.

He always surrenders to me.

The 60,000 troops stood up under Yan Xi's military order, and there was another thunderous surge.

The next step is the handover procedure. The two armies have a good personal relationship, and they were beaming during the handover.

Among the original 30,000 people in Bei, one person was looking out for his head.His military rank is low, just a small banner, and this officer was newly acquired after surviving a catastrophe in the Battle of Niangziguan.

This man shouted with the crowd, and also cried with the crowd. He cried louder than anyone else, and followed the army into the barracks with howls.

He was young, crying like this, some brothers took turns to comfort him, and some rough brothers made fun of him all the time.

He didn't care, just kept crying.

This man kept staring at Yan Xi, but his military rank was too low, he fell behind the team, and he was getting farther and farther away from Yan Xi.

Fortunately, he was clever. When passing by the main tent, he deliberately dropped his military cap, and took advantage of the gap to pick up things to get out of the control of the officer.

He was only a few tens of meters away from the main tent at this time. It was too difficult for him to meet Yan Xi, so he couldn't miss it this time anyway.Brush off your clothes!"

Yan Xi was looking through the handover documents and roster in the main tent, when he heard this sound, he froze suddenly, the book in his hand suddenly fell to the ground, he ran out, the small case was knocked over, and the water on the table was spilledSuddenly, Yan Xi opened the tent door and saw Xiao Shun who was pinned down by Wei Chifeng.

Yan Xi's lips moved, and she walked over hurriedly, squatting down and looking down at the soldier whose face was gnawed with mud, and said softly, "Who are you?"

Xiao Shun spit out a mouthful of mud, and cried bitterly: "I am Dao Dao."