Chapter 70

"That's a good idea, but how can I get in?" Murong Ye looks at Murong Xue bitterly.

Er The control of the barracks is very strict. This year is not a year for recruiting new recruits. He will not accept new recruits easily. If Murong Ye wants to enter the barracks, he must ask for help.

Murong Ye's friends and friends are civil servants, and they have nothing to do with the military camp.

Among the people Murong Xue knows, only one night Yichen holds the military power, which is related to the military camp. However, ye Yichen has a deep hatred for them. Murong ye must not have any relationship with the barracks he is in charge of. Otherwise, he will not be tortured to death, and he will be stripped of his skin, and the gain will not be worth the loss

Apart from him, there is no one around them who is related to the military camp. It is a little difficult for Murong ye to enter the camp

A big token suddenly hung in front of Murong Xue. Ouyang Shaochen's voice of Qingyue sounded in his ear: "take this, go to the barracks 30 miles outside the city to find general Zhang, and he will arrange Murong ye to enter the barracks."

The token is oval in color of ancient copper. It is made of unknown material. It is carved with the mark of Xiaoyao palace.

Murong snow surprised to look at Ouyang Shaochen: "the son of a prince and general Zhang are very familiar?"

He has been traveling abroad for ten years. He has just returned to Beijing. He has not seen all the civil servants in the capital yet. When did he know general Zhang who was far away from the capital?

"A few by chance." Ouyang Shaochen said casually, holding murongxue's small hand and putting the token into her hand:

"strictly speaking, general Zhang was once a subordinate of your father. However, he was only a very small general at that time. He did not have much contact with your father. Ge Hui, the housekeeper of your family, should know him..."

"Is it? That would be wonderful! " Murong Ye is beaming with joy. He takes the token in Murong Xue's hand and runs out. In the wind, he laughs with joy: "son of Ouyang, thank you very much. Now I'll go to Huibo and ask him to accompany me to the camp outside the city. You and my sister can talk slowly."

Looking at his fast running figure, Murong Xue's beautiful face is slightly gloomy: it was she who proposed to let Murong ye enter the military camp. Murong ye could get the token of the carefree palace, and also had her own strength. Murong ye only thanks Ouyang Shaochen and forgets her. He is really a heartless guy.

"Ouyang Shizi, let's go to Luoxue Pavilion for tea." Murong snow low said, leisurely to the falling snow Pavilion.

Looking at her depressed small face, Ouyang Shaochen's eye bottom appears a few can't observe the clear smile.

In the middle of the outer room of the Luoxue Pavilion, there are tables and chairs of acid wood. The carving is fine. The antique vases with blue glaze on white background and exquisite ancient calligraphy and paintings make the whole room very elegant. The light gold twisted wire stove in the corner is filled with a light fragrance, which is extremely quiet.

"Wait a moment, son. I'll send someone to prepare tea and water." Tea is the most fragrant only when it is brewed. The water for making tea is also very particular. The snow water on plum blossom is the most stored in the Duke's office of Zhenguo. It tastes very good when used to make tea

"Good!" Ouyang Shaochen nodded, and his voice was a little hoarse.

Murong snow did not understand to look up, only Ouyang Shaochen Jun beauty face slightly red, lips are very pale, dark pupil also dyed a little confused: "son of a son, what's the matter with you?"

"It's OK!" Ouyang Shaochen shakes his head, slender body swayed slightly.

"Be careful!" Murong snow reached out and held him. The hot fire reached her palm through her thin clothes. Suddenly, Murong Xue was surprised. How could he suddenly have a high fever?

Light smell of blood lingers on the tip of his nose, Murong snow gently frowns, falling snow Pavilion inside and outside are clean, where is the bloody smell?

A little blood red from Ouyang Shaochen's sleeve exudes, gradually faint dye, like a red plum blossom in the snow!

Murong snow a Zheng: "the son of a prince is injured?"

When did this happen? She didn't know at all.

"It's just a small injury. It's OK to do it!" Ouyang Shaochen said faintly, the body temperature is higher and higher, the vision is more and more misty.

Murong Xue frowned and stretched out his sleeve. He saw a thick white cloth wrapped around his arm. A quarter of it was soaked in blood. He quickly untied the white cloth, and an oval wound of 4.5 cm in size was unfolded in front of him.

The wound didn't form a knot. It was very ferocious. Murong Xue suddenly tightened his eyes: "is this called small injury? This is obviously a serious blast injury... "

The man in black spread more than ten bags of gunpowder on the ground, and the whole carriage was blown to pieces. It can be seen that the power of the gunpowder was so strong that she was lucky to be safe, but Ouyang Shaochen, who was protecting her, was not so lucky. She was accidentally injured by gunpowder

His wound was cleaned up and the best medicine was used. However, his wound was very serious. The medicine didn't completely depress the wound. In addition, he didn't apply the medicine on time. The wound began to deteriorate, which caused a high fever!

After the explosion of the carriage, he resisted the assassination for her, cut her head for her, and helped her place the Yangcao. He did not care about himself

Murong Xue was filled with an inexplicable feeling in his heart. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Ouyang Shaochen. However, he saw that his mouth was slightly curved and said, "I'm ok..."

The voice did not fall, his body a crook, severely hit Murong snow on the shoulder.Murong Xue stood upright and swayed twice without being hit askew. However, there were bursts of pain in her shoulder. Looking at the handsome face near him, her face was gloomy: she was seriously infected, had a high fever, was in a coma, and called it OK? I don't know how to take care of myself!

Tea and dark fragrance were paid by her to get tea and water. There was no other servant in the falling snow Pavilion. Murong Xue had to support Ouyang Shaochen alone and slowly walked into the inner room.

Carefully helped him to lie on the bed, Murong snow gently wiped the sweat from his forehead. He was only three or four years older than her and more than twenty centimeters higher than her. How could he be so heavy?

There is a small medicine box in the Luoxue Pavilion. Murong Xue takes out the wound medicine and gauze, and carefully cleans the wound, applies medicine and bandages for Ouyang Shaochen

At last, she pulled down his sleeve and covered the circle of white cloth. She breathed a long sigh of relief: at last, she changed the medicine for the wound again. I don't know if his high fever has subsided?

Put a good medicine box, Murong snow white hand gently touched Ouyang Shaochen's forehead, did not want, Ouyang Shaochen suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed her wrist, pulled her to the couch.

Caught off guard, Murong Xue raised his head and was facing Ouyang Shaochen's deep pupil

Ouyang Shaochen's handsome face, instead of his usual indifference and coldness, reveals the evil charm of male elegance. His dark eyes are like a pool, which is more and more condensed, and seems to be sucking people in

If there is no ink bamboo fragrance lingering on the tip of his nose and the hot breath is sprayed on his small face, Murong Xue suddenly wakes up, but he sees Ouyang Shaochen's beautiful face in front of him

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