The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

Seeing Si Yun again, Shen Yijia almost didn't recognize it.

According to the time, it was only ten days before he was arrested, but he had already lost weight.

Sunken eye sockets, prominent cheekbones, wearing a loose prison uniform, exuding a strong sense of death, how can there be half the ambitious and annoying look before.

His arms were twisted and broken by Shen Yijia on the battlefield, and now, looking at his legs, he seemed to be broken, and he was dragged in like a piece of rags by two soldiers.

His hair was messy and dripping with water, and it was not hard to guess that someone had washed him before he was brought.

Seeing Ji Luo, Si Yun's pupils shrank suddenly, and then monstrous anger erupted.

He opened his mouth to say something, but his mouth opened and closed, and he didn't say a complete sentence for a long time. Instead, blood continued to flow out as his mouth opened and closed.

The soldier who brought him in explained: "We were worried that he would kill himself by biting his tongue, so we cut off his tongue."

In fact, more than cutting off the tongue, Si Yun's leg bones were broken off one by one, and the finger caps of his ten fingers and toes were also pulled out one by one.

The wind and the sun are blowing every day, and many mosquitoes are attracted around the cesspool. His wounds rot and fester. The military doctor will help him cut off the rotten flesh, and then give him a good gold sore medicine, which will never let him die early.

They still remember the pictures of their companions killing each other at that time, the heads of nearly 100,000 soldiers who were cut off by their own hands, and how General Xiao died tragically...

One after another, Si Yun was the main culprit, how could the soldiers make him feel better?

Everyone was venting their anger on him, if it wasn't for the fear that he couldn't stand it, everyone would have wanted to cut off his flesh bit by bit.

What the soldier didn't say, how Ji Luo couldn't think of it, she looked at Si Yun like a mockery.

"For those illusory things, you have been calculating all your life, so do you think you will have this result?" She sneered: "I was thinking that you have done so many evil things. If you end up like this, the test medicine will be cheaper for you."

Si Yun stared at her with red eyes, full of hatred in his eyes.

Ji Luo, however, didn't even want to say a single word, and waved his hand and ordered someone to take him back.

Si Yun didn't seem to have expected her to be like this. He was stunned for a moment, and began to struggle violently, but now he is not even a child, so how can he break free from the restraint of two soldiers?

He was dragged away with a lot of unwillingness, and this was the last time Shen Yijia and Ji Luo saw him.

Shen Yijia pursed her lips: "Mother..."

Ji Luo looked at her: "Do you want to ask if there is any help for those who were slandered by the living dead?"

Shen Yijia nodded. Not only did she want to know, but the beautiful lady also wanted to know.

Ji Luo said: "People are dead, but they have the ability to act. It's not wrong to call them the living dead, but in the secret art of Tianji Valley, they are called poison puppets, and they are also called human gu."

"So those men in black who entered Nanling Pass most are poison puppets?"

"Yes, they are full of poison, and those poisons will enter other people's bodies through wounds to reproduce again. When they mature, the infected will become new poison puppets..." Ji Luo said sternly: "So you say that you are slandered. Inaccurate, they are actually dead."

Both dead? How to save.

Shen Yijia felt her throat dry: "Then... what if there is spiritual fluid?"

Ji Luo paused, took her hand and patted it soothingly: "Idiosyncratic fluid can't bring back the dead."

Shen Yijia breathed a sigh of relief, and wanted to ask something else. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the corner of her clothes. She stood up and called out, "Mr. Xianggong."

Song Jingchen walked in, greeted Ji Luo, looked at Shen Yijia and said, "Sister Huan said that you and your mother came to the military camp."

"Sister Huan is here too?" Shen Yijia asked.

"Well, she and Liu Jinbao improved the black powder and said that it was your suggestion. Everyone is going to test it. Would you like to go and have a look?"

Shen Yijia was stunned for a moment, what advice did she give, why didn't she know?

Seeing her doubts, Song Jingchen asked, "Isn't it the mine you mentioned to them?"

Shen Yijia's eyes widened: "Mine?"

She mentioned it to them, but she also said the word landmine and the explosion when you step on it.

But that's not the point.

Those two little kids actually made landmines?

"Let's go, let's take a look." Shen Yijia pulled Song Jingchen and was about to leave, she paused when she thought of something, and looked back at Ji Luo with a guilty conscience: "Mother, do you want to go together?"

Ji Luo smiled and said: "You go first, I will come in a while."

"That's fine."

Seeing the two leave the camp, Ji Luo sighed. In fact, if he could take the spiritual liquid within three hours of the poison entering his body, he would be saved.

But people can't be resurrected from the dead, so why bother to say it? What's more, Jiajia is pregnant now, so she can't get the spiritual fluid at all...

The test of landmines was very successful, and its power was no worse than that of black powder, but it was more able to catch the enemy by surprise.

Song Jingchen immediately asked someone to take half of the black powder that was made before and change it into landmines.

In order to boost morale, people brought a lot of meat to a nearby city that day, and a night banquet was held on the school grounds.

Naturally, Song Jingchen did not forget to send some people to the Xuanyuan army stationed in the valley.

At night, clusters of bonfires were set up on the school grounds, and the entire barracks was as bright as day. The soldiers were divided into small groups around the bonfire to barbecue.

"Xiang Gong, it's not good to drink on an empty stomach. This is delicious. You can try it." Shen Yijia sliced ​​a piece of barbecued meat with a dagger and brought it to Song Jingchen's mouth.

Song Jingchen rubbed her head: "I don't eat, you eat..."

Before he could finish his words, Shen Yijia directly shoved the meat into his mouth, puffed out his cheeks and said, "You haven't eaten well these days, once today is over, it will be a long war, you are going to be so hungry all the time. ?"

Song Jingchen opened his mouth.

"I know you're not feeling well, but didn't you hear what Mother said today? You didn't order those people to kill them. When the men in black robes entered the city and we arrived, those people were already dead." Shen Yijia I didn't want to mention this, but I couldn't bear to see Song Jingchen keep blaming himself like this.

If something happened to him in a trance on the battlefield for this reason, she would have nowhere to cry.

Song Jingchen's throat rolled for a moment, and he said "En" in a low voice.

Shen Yijia sighed and concentrated on feeding him.

After being stuffed a few mouthfuls in a row, Song Jingchen saw that she couldn't even bother to eat, so she reluctantly took the dagger from her hand: "You can eat too."

Shen Yijia obediently opened her mouth to accept his feeding, and said vaguely, "You eat."

You and I, the husband and wife, took one bite and I took one bite. Seeing that the soldiers and soldiers who were eating meat were so addicted to eating meat, sour bubbles were bubbling in their hearts.

They miss their mother-in-law too!

Sitting opposite Song Jingchen and Shen Yijia was a middle-aged man with resolute features and full of heroic spirit. He joked: "The relationship between the prince and his wife is really good."

Glancing at Ji Luo who was looking at the two of them with a smile, he coughed lightly and handed over his sliced ​​meat: "Girl, here it is."

Ji Luo paused, looked at a plate of fat and thin mutton handed in front of him, and smiled: "Thank you, Big Brother Sikong."

She didn't want her hand to just reach out, and one hand took the plate away faster than her.

Xuanyuance sat down between the two of them and said with a smile, "Don't you like mutton, Ah Luo? I specially roasted rabbit meat for you and Jiajia."

Chu Feng and Chu Lin placed two plates of rabbit meat in front of Ji Luo and Shen Yijia respectively.

Xuanyuan Ce glanced at Sikongyi, and then hooked up with his A Luo while he was walking away.

Sikong Yi raised his eyebrows, raised his wine bowl to him, and drank it all in one go.

Not to be outdone, Xuanyuan Ce also picked up the wine bowl and drank it.

Ji Luo supported his forehead: "Xuanyuan Ce!"

Xuanyuance groaned in his heart, and two or three shoved the mutton of Sikongyi into his mouth, pretending to be innocent and asking, "Alo, what's the matter?"

Ji Luo: ...I'm not afraid of choking.

Shen Yijia, who saw all this, blinked at Song Jingchen: Look, they are starting again.

Why use it again? Since seeing Sikongyi helping Jiluo dismount, Xuanyuance has been defending him like a wolf for the past few days. As long as the two get together, the smell of gunpowder will be swish.

Song Jingchen covered his lips and coughed lightly: Be more restrained, mother will be embarrassed.

Shen Yijia: I know, I know.

Ji Luo: Do ​​you two look at me like I'm blind?

She couldn't take it anymore, so she stood up and left, Xuanyuan Ce hurriedly picked up the plate of rabbit meat and followed: "Alo, you haven't eaten anything yet..."

The stage of the three walked away two at a time, and Shen Yijia turned her attention to Sikong Yi again.

Her father is handsome but not feminine, but this uncle is the kind of upright handsome, not the same type, but they are all handsome.

Well, no matter who her mother is with, she doesn't seem to suffer.

"Cough cough." Sikong Yi asked embarrassedly: "Mrs. Guo Gong looks at me like this, is there something on my face?"

Shen Yijia nodded seriously: "Yes."

Sikong Yi was amused by her cute appearance: "What?"

Shen Yijia grinned: "A little handsome."

Sikongyi was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at Song Jingchen.

Someone who is giving Shen Yijia a piece of meat is directly black-faced.

Shen Yijia felt it almost instantly, and added with a strong desire to survive: "But it's still a little worse than my husband, hehe~"

Seeing that it was not enough to say that, she opened her arms to compare: "It's just so much."

Sikongyi laughed dumbly, and cupped his hands to Song Jingchen, whose face was obviously much better, "I will go and drink two bowls with those stinky boys."

Song Jingchen nodded: "General Sikong, please."

As soon as General Sikong left, Sanwan and Mo Yuan also found an excuse to leave, Shen Yijia didn't give Song Jingchen a chance to speak, and went over to hold his face with both hands, and exclaimed sincerely, "Why is my husband so good-looking? Well, how can such a good-looking Xiang Gong belong to me? Oh, I'm so happy."

Song Jingchen:  …

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The initial battle plan was drawn up during the day, and at night everyone had a good time eating and drinking.

Fengzhou is the border city between Daxia and Xuanyuan Kingdom. Because Xuanyuan Kingdom's national strength is the strongest among the Three Kingdoms, there are more troops stationed there than Nanling Pass, with a full 500,000.

This time, General Sikong brought 300,000 soldiers, and with the collection on the road, there were nearly 100,000 more soldiers when they arrived at Nanling Pass.

A total of 400,000 soldiers were led by Song Jingchen and General Sikong to attack the border city of Wu and the west gate of Luozhou.

Xuanyuan Ce and General Ye also led an army of 400,000 Xuanyuan to attack its northern gate.

As for the original garrison, they stayed at Nanling Pass to prevent the Wu army from counterattacking. In fact, this is unlikely, but Song Jingchen did not want to take risks.