An Ying did not speak, and pulled him towards the training grounds, speaking with an extremely heavy voice: "An Yue, put aside your thoughts! If you want to live well, then don't be tempted by that person! "

An Yue's heart trembled, and his gaze unconsciously drooped down. It seemed as if he was a little disappointed and unwilling, and the fists on both sides of his chest tightened and tightened. "I know."

"You know you're dumb!" An Ying became even more anxious, "Do you not want to live anymore?"

An Yue turned his face silent. From the moment he came to Yun Ruoleng's side, she had already become the target of his protection for the rest of his life. Although he was not convinced in the beginning, after experiencing so many things, he could not help but admit that Yun Ruoleng was not only smart and beautiful, she was also very interesting.

He didn't even know when he had fallen for her …

His silence caused An Ying to become even more anxious. In order to let him think it through, An Ying punched him without hesitation.

This punch landed squarely on An Yue's face.

"You …"

"If you don't wake up now, you will harm yourself sooner or later!" An Ying said in a cold voice, "When your highness wakes up, I'll tell your highness to bring you back."

An Yue clenched his fists, and stared at An Ying with his slightly reddened eyes: "No! I know that I can't be with her, I just want to be with her in peace! "

"An Yue!" An Ying raised her voice, but An Yue didn't want to hear any of it, so she just turned and left.

An Ying was so angry that he clenched his teeth but he was helpless. After all, no one could stop this kind of thing.

Yun Ruoleng only felt that this sleep of his had been for a long time. When she woke up, she found herself lying on the bed.

After greedily inhaling a breath of air, only then did Yun Ruoleng remember where he was. He unconsciously turned around and glanced at the man lying beside him. Ye Zichen frowned.

Yun Ruoleng stretched out his hand and probed his forehead, discovering that he did not have a fever, the one who was injured the most was not afraid of how serious of an injury he had, but whether he would be infected or not. Fortunately, Jun Qingshang's physique was not bad, and there was no infection.

Yun Ruoleng got up and went down to the ground. She tidied up the dirty clothes on her body and furrowed her brows again and again. It's just that bathing here might not be good. He turned around and looked at Jun Qingshang, and sighed: "Why aren't you awake yet?"

After he finished sighing, Yun Ruoleng still did not see any indication that Jun Qingshang was about to wake up. He could only shake his head and walk out of the tent, only to see Yang Xiong who was currently guarding the entrance.

"How is the prince?" Yang Xiong turned around and stared at Yun Ruoleng with his bright eyes, as if he was not willing to let go of any of the expression on her face.

Yun Ruoleng's mouth formed a smile, and nodded: "There are no major injuries, I just haven't woken up yet. I wonder when I'll wake up. "

"So it's like that …" Yang Xiong sighed, and a trace of regret flashed across his 40-year-old face, "If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have agreed with you! But now, even if Han Mo is not killed, he has fallen into their trap! "

Yun Ruoleng narrowed her phoenix eyes. He wasn't the only one who mentioned this person in front of him.

Yun Ruoleng clenched her fist. Now that Jun Qingshang's injuries had stabilized, she could finally free herself to take care of him.

"Father, do you listen to me?" Yun Ruoleng did not have time to refuse as he said, "Now that the King is lying on his sickbed, the morale of our army has dropped. If we do not think of a way, I'm afraid that we will lose without the other party even needing to do anything."

How could Yang Xiong not know the seriousness of this matter? But since Jun Qingshang was lying in bed, even if he did not wake up, he could not change his mind and bring him out by himself!

Yang Xiong was slightly helpless, "Do you have a good idea?"

"Nope." Yun Ruoleng did not hold back, he shook his head to show that he had no other choice, and then said in a serious tone: "However, if I am not mistaken, the Yue Ling Army will attack tomorrow. You can take this opportunity to let your soldiers know that without the Duke, you guys can still win."

"Girl, you're talking too easily." Yang Xiong sighed, "The Yue Ling and force are breaking bamboo, coupled with the fact that Han Mo wasn't heavily injured, he will definitely be back tomorrow. At that time, without Prince to pressure him, I'm afraid his morale will be even weaker."

Yun Ruoleng looked at him disapprovingly. "When morale is low, words are needed to motivate them. Of course, a marshal like you is required to do this. "As for tomorrow's retreat …"

She suddenly stopped talking and smiled with confidence. "Let's have someone prepare a hot bath for me first. It won't be too late to tell you when I'm ready."

Yang Xiong suspiciously looked at Yun Ruoleng, and saw that she was still smiling at him.

"I won't do something I'm not sure of, and I won't go back on my word when I say it. Don't worry, foster father." Yun Ruoleng said lightly, as if saying something very simple.

Although Yang Xiong did not really understand Yun Ruoleng, he understood Jun Qingshang very well. He believed that Jun Qingshang would not misjudge him, so he chose to believe Yun Ruoleng and quickly ordered the two guards guarding the entrance to get hot water.

The conditions for sending out their troops were very difficult. Every military camp would choose a place close to the water. The Heaven's Enlightenment was naturally the same. This way, it would be more convenient to supply everyone with water.

Not long after the guard left, he brought back hot water. After Yun Ruoleng cleaned himself up completely in Jun Qingshang's tent, he did not forget to get someone to get some hot water to clean up his body.

While wiping, he muttered, "Wake up if you have a germaphobe. You're dirty. Don't lose your temper when you wake up."

After muttering to himself for a while, Yun Ruoleng still showed no signs of waking up.

After cleaning everything up, Yun Ruoleng then came out of the tent and got someone to bring her to Yang Xiong's tent.

Yang Xiong stood outside the tent and walked around, from time to time he would rub his hands, looking anxious. The moment he saw Yun Ruoleng, his eyes immediately lit up. "It's good that you're here, let's quickly go in and discuss …"

"Foster father!" Yun Ruoleng frowned slightly, then shouted with a low voice.

Yang Xiong was startled, he immediately stopped smiling, and glared at the guard who followed: "You can take your leave first! When your highness wakes up, quickly report it! "

"Yes." The guards knew what they should look at, what they should listen to, and what they shouldn't listen to. He had obviously heard Yang Xiong's words just now, but of course he wouldn't say it out loud.