The First-Class Medical Princess

Although he has always heard about Murong Yuan's reputation, even when he destroyed his own army back then, he especially hated it. Originally, those mosquitoes felt that Murong Yuan could be hindered, but since he came, there was no There was any news about Murong Yuan in the Daxin military camp that was strange. He himself couldn't help but wonder, and it was clear that Lange had sent him the news earlier, saying that Murong Yuan's army had been attacked by mosquitoes, but why has the situation always been like this, nothing special? Especially when Lange disappeared without a trace at this time, it made her even more irritated.

Now, he just wants to be the chief general, wait for the opportunity, find a way to contact Lange, and first rely on Gan Cheng's three lines of defense to hold Murong Yuan back. He doesn't believe that Murong Yuan can fly out.

Before Gan Cheng left, he had been telling him that he must defend this place. The three lines of defense were not easy to break through. With these three barriers, it would be difficult for Daxin to cross and continue northward.

But in his heart, he was not reconciled. After all these years, didn't he make any progress? So what about Murong Yuan, he can still use other means to make him his first defeat.

On this side, Gan Ji had his own thoughts in his heart, and he was conflicted. On the other side, in Daxin's barracks, Su Yunchu was standing in front of Murong Yuan's tent, looking at the crescent moon in the sky. During the day, Murong Yuan's poisonous hair was indeed much more serious. Although he could bear it, she understood it clearly.

Thinking like this, I feel a little bored in my heart, Xiyuan has to speed up the process.

However, he didn't know that Murong Yuan was standing behind Su Yunchu at this time, and asked coldly, "What is Ah Chu worried about?"

Su Yunchu was not frightened by him, but lowered his head up to the sky, and there was a hint of a smile in his voice, "Huaiqing, it is already August, and there are still two months left until November."

But Murong Yuan gritted his teeth when he heard this, "Ah Chu doesn't want to marry me?"

Su Yunchu turned his head and glanced at him lightly, "Didn't Huaiqing think I'm still young?"

Murong Yuan choked, and then the corners of his lips curled up, "You're married, no matter how young you are, you won't be young."

Su Yunchu chuckled. It's been a long time, and she's no stranger to Murong Yuan's words. How can something like shyness appear on her, but she skips Su Yunchu and walks out of the tent, " Huaiqing, let's go and see the gift for Gan Ji tomorrow."

Murong Yuan looked at her back, shook his head and laughed.

But looking at the crescent moon in the sky, there was an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth, is it August? There are still two months, oh, enough time.

At noon on the second day, the Beiliang barracks was full of commotion, because a black horse carried a young girl straight to the gate of the Beiliang barracks.

The dying girl's clothes were disheveled at this time, and her complexion was so pale that it was almost transparent. Her slumped appearance and her tightly closed eyes all showed that the girl's life was in extreme danger at this time.

The guards of the camp naturally recognized the girl on the horse. They were also very surprised at the girl who appeared at the gate of the barracks with the girl on her back. The loose relationship, the camp guards are even more familiar. Immediately, one of the guards hurried forward and reined in, "Quick, go and report to the general, it's Miss Lange!"

When Lange was finally put into Gan Ji's tent, he was still in a drowsy state.