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Chapter 100

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    Soldiers patrolling the battalion passed by without turning their eyes, and the smoke and dust on the school grounds gradually began to dissipate, and it seemed that it was time for lunch.

    Wan Yao glanced at the soldiers carrying shields and bowing their heads running around in the distance, followed Xiang Huan forward, and asked curiously, "What are they doing?"

    "Running with a heavy load is one of the punishments in the army." He carried the medicine box for Wanyao, and replied unhurriedly, "It's lighter than being hit by a military stick, and it can strengthen your body.  This is what I like to use."

    Wanyao let out a thoughtful oh, and slowly looked away.

    Xiang Huan glanced at her with lowered eyes, and suddenly asked with a smile: "Hey, you came today, do you really just want to try the medicine?"

    The girl pretended to be casual and replied: "Why not?"

    "You have just arrived in Chengdu, so what medicine do you have to try now?" He raised his eyebrows, "Wanyao, to be honest, you came to see me, right?"

    She brushed aside the loose hair on her lips, looking reassured, "Why must it be you? There are General Yuwen and Huaisheng in this battalion, can't I come to see them?"

    As soon as he finished speaking, the boy held a small porcelain bottle and flashed it under her eyes, with an inevitable smile on his lips: "Throat Lozenge Pills."

    Xiang Huan sniffed lightly, "A few days ago I said I had a bad throat, and you even brought this, didn't you come to see me?"

    Wan Yao pursed his lips and wanted to snatch it, but he reacted so quickly that he couldn't hit it with one blow, so he could only argue beside him: "Who said it was for you, I gave it to General Yuwen."

    "You still mention Yuwen, don't you?" He held the medicine bottle high, freed his other hand, and tapped the tip of her nose with his index finger, "Wanyao, let me tell you, you are blatantly provoking our brothers."  The relationship between."

    "No one else is as stingy as you."

    "Oh, is that so?" Xiang Huan put away the porcelain vase and turned around, "Then I'll ask him."

    "Eh¡ª¡ª"

    It's hard to tell the truth from what he said, Wan Yao hurriedly grabbed his sleeve from behind, "I'm just joking"

    The wind in the camp suddenly picked up, and as noon was approaching, the air was filled with the fragrance of rice.

    Yu Wenjun opened the curtain, and the wet north wind blew his face. Under the long sky, a girl in a crimson military uniform was running towards this side, her long hair tied into a ponytail inadvertently fluttered.  It was like a wave surging in the back of his head.

    And in those eyes, there was a shimmer of light as always, and the depth of the pupils carried the unique navy blue of the tribesmen in the northwest, like a magnificent ocean.

    "General."

    Huaisheng stood in front of him holding a cloak, raised his head and handed it forward, "The wind is blowing."

    Yu Wenjun thanked her and took it from her hand.

    And Huaisheng still had a basket with meals in his arms, which contained his lunch at noon today.  Yu Wenjun couldn't help but look at her thin attire, and finally frowned hesitantly, the outer robe shook at his fingertips, and finally draped over her shoulders.

    Huaisheng's usually indifferent expression suddenly paused, "General, I'm not cold."

    "Put it on, it's windy outside." Yu Wenjun pursed his lips and sighed softly, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes, "I said that you are no longer a prisoner of war, so you don't have to wait on me every day like this."

    The girl in front of her didn't seem to be able to understand, she was silent for a while with downcast eyes.

    "But the general is a general after all." She thought for a while, then frowned and said, "I don't know what else I can do if I don't serve the general."

    He was stung by the paleness behind these words, and Yu Wenjun knew that Huaisheng had no other intentions, and he was just telling the truth, but it was precisely because of this that he felt so guilty and guilty.

    The girl's slender wrist hangs casually on the side of her leg, and a strong strip of cloth is wrapped around the place where it touches the iron ring¡ªthis is specially sewn by Yu Wenjun to prevent her skin from being worn out.

    This girl Huaisheng is good at everything, but she has no talent when it comes to being a female celebrity. It must be because of this reason that her father sent her to the army to learn martial arts.

    Seeing that the cloth strips were already mottled and peeling off, he took off the food box and put it aside, "Show me your hands."

    When Huaisheng heard the words, he obediently reached out.

    The iron ring was heavy, leaving a mark on the forearm over time.  She has never been too concerned about her own affairs, so Yu Wenjun tied a knot on the torn silk cloth casually, and glanced at Huai Sheng inadvertently, her eyes were still calm, showing no emotion.

    "There are still extra clean cloth strips, come in, and I will make another one for you."

    As soon as this sentence was finished, Xiang Huan was heard calling his name from afar.Huai Sheng?  "

    Xiang Huan just sorted out the list on the table, and while copying the accounts revised by Yuwen for him, he chatted irrelevantly: "Then he will be miserable."

    Wan Yao turned around strangely, "How do you say it?"

    "Yuwen is the only nephew of the general. Both of his parents died, and the general has no children. It can be said that the two of them are half father and son. There must be a day when the war subsides and we will build our own  Power naturally has to win over nobles and nobles." Xiang Huan dipped his pen and ink in a very understanding tone, "Marriage must be indispensable, especially the position of the main wife. The general will never let Yuwen marry such a low-status woman  , at most take a house and take concubines."

    "Take a house and take a concubine" The more she listened, the more worried she became, and she broke the branch in two, "I'm afraid it will be very embarrassing for General Yuwen's temper."

    "It's useless for him to embarrass him. The current situation is like this. This is fate."

    Not liking his cool words very much, Wan Yao cast her eyes resentfully, "No matter what, he and you are brothers, and you have to speak for him in front of the general."

    Xiang Huan raised his head from among a pile of books, and said helplessly, "This is a family matterhow can I help?"

    "Then what about when you asked him to help you draw the lantern drawings? Isn't it a family affair?" She couldn't help but walked over, "Master Yuwen is always so kind to you, why don't you even help him with this little thing?"

    "The general's arrangement is not a trivial matter. Besides, the two situations are different" Inadvertently touching Wan Yao's eyes, seeing that she was obviously displeased, and it was clear that she was about to turn his back on him, Xiang Huan wanted to survive.  He closed his mouth forcefully, and had to change his words impatiently, "Okay, okay, let me help, let's help!"

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