Xie Luanyin's whole heart was on Qi Shen's body. His sensitive nose smelled bloody smell, so he only thought it was Qi Shen's body.

What's more, she has smelled too much blood in the past two days, so much that she is a little numb.

Therefore, she really didn't know that Xie Zan was also injured, and later she realized it after hearing Lin Yue mention it.

Lin Yue was afraid that she would worry, so he hurriedly said, "But it's okay to get a little bit of oily skin."

Xie Luan thought about her second brother's nagging momentum just now, so he shouldn't have any serious problems.

However, he was not so silly before. Maybe... he was too lonely? When these complicated things came to an end, he should really find a wife for him.

How could she care about her sister at any time? What's more, now that she is married, her mind is naturally mostly in Qi Shen's body, and it is inevitable that she will lose it.

The more Xie Luan thought about it, the more she felt that it was time to tell Xie Zan that she had kissed her. When she had time, she began to think about which daughter of her family matched her second brother, and her appearance and temperament, and she was worried about everything. This made Qi Shen very fond of saying that she was a sister, but she was fond of being a mother. This is a later story, and I won’t say it here for now.

But Lin Yue took the medicine and set up a stove in the coach's tent. Xie Luan personally took care of the medicine and boiled three bowls of water into one bowl, and poured it on Qi Shen.

He was still an obedient patient. Even though he was in a coma, he heard Xie Luanyin say a few words to feed him medicine, and he swallowed it in cooperation. After that, he fell asleep again.

Because Xie Luan knew that Lin Yue was too tired, he urged him to rest as well, leaving him to take care of Qi Shen.

At night, it was hot again, and the tentacles were hot. Xie Luan was already on guard, so she hurried to fetch water and twisted a handkerchief to apply to his forehead to cool down. Time and time again, until the temperature on his forehead dropped and his breathing became much calmer, she felt relieved.

After all this trouble, it was already midnight. Outside the tent, the heavy snow that had fallen for three days and three nights finally stopped. The dim sky light contrasted with the endless whiteness, and it was so bright that the sky was bright.

Xie Luan closed her eyes because she was standing beside the bed with her chin.

Why aren't she tired these days?

Since Li Yong took him away from Xi'an, his heart has been hanging and he has not slept well for a night. After that, he ran around several times, worried.

I went to Licheng to get help from the soldiers. When I came back, I went through another fierce battle. It was just last night. After a while, I had really reached the limit.

However, she was awakened after only a moment of closing her eyes.

Qi Shen on the bed started to sleep uneasy again, just like when he was burning hot before, he tossed and turned and kept talking to himself.

"Qi Yong... Monkey... Tan Ling... Old Deng... Third brother..."

One name after another popped up from between her teeth, some of which were known to Xie Luan and some of which she didn't.

Her expression was slightly dim.

Monkey, the thin boy was stabbed to the ground in a melee, and finally died by a war horse. When he was found, his stomach was broken and his intestines were flowing all over the ground.

And Tan Ling, even though he had one arm, was still the most outstanding crossbowman in the entire army. Even when he died, the bow and arrow in his hand had fallen to nowhere in the melee. Even if a scimitar slashed deep into his chest, the sharp arrow in his hand was still stabbed into the neck of the Tatar man holding the knife. The two of them stood there, never stopping...

Xie Luan's eyes quietly wafted, reached out and held Qi Shen's hand, but he suddenly felt excited. When he opened his eyes, he was already sitting up from the couch.

His eyes were empty and blank for a moment... Until he noticed the temperature coming from his hands, he slowly turned his head and saw Xie Luanyin...

Some memories that would rather be regarded as a nightmare were whistling powerlessly. He seemed to feel pain, frowned hard and closed his eyes, and shivered all over.

Xie Luan sighed, bent down, spread his arms, and gently wrapped him around, his hands, patted him gently, and then...

Qi Shen finally couldn't help it anymore, and he held her waist with his hand on her waist, suddenly tightened it, hugging her tightly, and buried her face on the side of her neck. Soon, Xie Luanyin felt the dampness and heat around her neck, spreading all the way, burning her heart.

Her hand paused slightly, and then continued to pat his back gently, once, and again.

But Qi Shen made a low sound like a wounded beast beside her neck.

This kind of fragility that cannot be seen in front of others made Xie Luan unexpectedly remember a sentence that the Duke of Dingguo often spoke when he scolded his sons.

"The commander of the First Army has to bear not only the winner or loser of the war, but also more."

In the winter, a 100,000 Tatar troops entered the pass from Hami and drove straight into the city until south of the Lizhou. They were not defeated by the commander-in-chief of Shaanxi Qi Shen.

The battle of Lizhou took more than half a month. Hertiltai was defeated and Qi Shen led his troops to pursue the battle and went straight to the hinterland of the Tatars.

First he captured the Hall tribe, and then in the battle of Helishan, he defeated the twelve Tatar tribes with fewer and defeated the twelve Tatar tribes. Except for the royal court, the most powerful Xiu Tu tribe, except the Zhelan tribe of Hritai, was severely injured. He killed Xiu Tu king with his hand and captured more than 10,000 prisoners.

In this way, the Tatars would probably have no time to take care of themselves within a few years and would set their minds on the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The war still lingers. When they just returned to Ganzhou where Xingdusi in Shaanxi, good news came again.

However, Qi Shen sent out earlier to escort Hu Yan back to the Tatar royal court, Qian Yiyi, who was sent back to the Tatar royal court, came back.

All must be full, one is a lot.

Qi Shen was a little overjoyed and quickly called Qianyi to come in and reply.

"What's wrong?" Qi Shen couldn't wait to ask when Qian Yi clasped his fists and bowed.

In fact, he was also betting at that time, even if the Tatars were not monolithic, they each had their own thoughts.

What's more, King Xiu Tu, who is as strong as Heritage, may not be willing to be convinced by Heritage. If he has another idea, there will be a loophole to take advantage of.

And in the end, it turned out that he won the bet.

The only ones who ambushed him in Heli Mountain were the King Xiu Tu tribe and the other two small tribes that were close to King Xiu Tu and followed him.

As for Heritage, he arranged for Hu Yan to go. Even if there were any twists and turns, Heritage could not get out of his way to join him.

If things go well, of course it's best. He is afraid that something will go wrong. If he makes a bet, there will be the lives of a group of secret guards like Qian Yi.

Seeing Qian Yi and others safely coming back, he was naturally happy, but he was still worried about his previous layout, and he was surprised.

"It's done." Qian Yi's always solemn face rarely showed a smile this time.

Qi Shen saw early in the morning that Huyan was also ambitious. Although he was the eldest son of Heritage, he was not the ideal heir in Heritage's heart because of his low biological mother.

However, after all, Heritage is the eldest son, but he is far from the second prince who is born in the legitimate state, and he is far from the favor of Heritage.
Chapter completed!