Chapter 201 The Terrible Woman

Not long after Xie Tingzhou left the city, he met the Qingyun Guards who came to meet him. In addition, Xiao Chuan's troops numbered nearly ten thousand, and the army rushed north.

Shen Yu cried for a long time. She was wrapped in a cloak by Xie Tingzhou on the bumpy horseback. She cried herself to sleep in his arms and woke up again in the bumps.

She felt very uncomfortable, every part of her body ached, and her heart ached.

She thought of her father who carried her on his shoulders when she was a child, of the soldiers who fought bloody battles together, and of Pei Chunli who once drank and talked happily.

"Last year we made a private decision in the Flower House to eat, drink and have fun for the rest of our lives. In short, isn't it a private decision for the rest of our lives?"

"I brought you something good. I'll pick you up tomorrow morning and take you to a fun place."

"Ah Yu, run quickly, run quickly..."

Why do everyone have to leave her?

Shen Yu whimpered.

Only now did Xie Tingzhou realize that she was awake. He hugged her tightly and whispered in her ear: "Don't cry, you still have me and my grandma."

Shen Yu turned her head and buried her face in the crook of his neck, giving herself to him and showing him all her weaknesses.

It was getting dark, and the march slowed down.

The result of galloping on horseback was that her whole body became hot. When the speed slowed down, Xie Tingzhou found that her body temperature had not dropped.

Xie Tingzhou touched her forehead and said, "Ayu, you have a fever."

Shen Yu remained silent and just tilted her head so that her forehead was against the cold side of his neck, which would make her feel better.

Xie Tingzhou glanced back. The team could not be seen to the end. They had traveled more than a hundred miles, but this distance was still not safe enough.

"Xifeng." Xie Tingzhou shouted.

Xi Feng rode his horse closer and said, "Your Highness."

Xie Tingzhou lowered his eyes and looked at Shen Yu, "Stop and take a break—"

"No!" Shen Yu interrupted him.

"You have a fever." Xie Tingzhou said in a deep voice.

Shen Yu leaned against him and said, "We have to travel all night. The soldiers from the South Camp are going to King Qin in Beijing."

"Did you arrange it?"

Shen Yu nodded, "Once the alarm in Shengjing is lifted, they will pursue us. We can't stop, otherwise we won't be able to cross Qingzhou."

Xie Tingzhou knew that what she said was right, but he was worried about her health. Moreover, the bloody clothes on her body became stiff after drying and were uncomfortable to wear. He wanted to make her feel better, but unfortunately there was no condition.

Xie Tingzhou untied the water bag and coaxed her to drink some.

He could only hurry up as fast as possible and let her rest in a safe place.

White flags were hung in the palace, and even the lanterns were replaced with white ones.

Li Zhaonian stood on the steps in front of the main hall, waiting to go in to keep vigil for Emperor Tongxu.

"Report——"

The soldier ran to the steps and dismounted, knelt down on one knee and said: "Your Highness, according to reports from spies, Jiang An and Xuan Pinghou's troops met outside the city and pursued Xie Tingzhou together. "

"How is that possible?" Li Zhaonian asked doubtfully.

"Reporting to your highness, it was Xie Tingzhou who shot Pei Chunli when he left the city. Marquis Xuanping was furious and chased him."

"Impossible." Li Jifeng said: "Shen Yu and Pei Chunli have a good relationship, so it is impossible for him to kill him."

The soldier was also unsure, "It was said that Pei Chunli blocked their way."

Li Jifeng said immediately: "That's even more impossible. Pei Chunli didn't have time to let them go, so how could he block the way?"

Li Zhaonian analyzed, "It was probably Jiang An who shot Pei Chunli. He was worried that Marquis Xuanping would be angry, so he had to frame Xie Tingzhou."

"What should we do now?" Li Jifeng asked: "Xuanpinghou found that he could not catch up, so he would still surround the palace."

He looked at Li Zhaonian and wondered, "Why don't you look anxious at all?"

Li Zhaonian said calmly: "Marquis Xuanping can't go anywhere. Once he turns back, he will have no chance to get close to Shengjing again. The South Camp will block him."

Li Jifeng asked: "Weren't the commanders of the Jinyi Guards intercepted inside the palace gate? Who is going to Nanda Camp to mobilize troops?"

"That's a cover-up." Li Zhaonian said: "Shen Yu had already expected that people would be intercepted. It was too risky to send a single commander. In fact, a total of twelve people were sent."

"But there is only one soldier talisman. Even if we arrive at the South Camp, how can we mobilize the troops?"

Li Zhaonian said: "There is only one military talisman, but there can be many imperial edicts."

Li Jifeng went through the incident in his mind.

The soldiers and horses of the five cities were responsible for rescuing the palace, and dispatched troops from Nanda Camp to intercept Marquis Xuanping. If there hadn't been a mistake in the middle, this would have been a perfect plan.

"What a terrible woman." Li Jifeng said.

Li Zhaonian glanced at him and said, "She is only seventeen."

"Yes, she has such a plan when she is only seventeen." Li Jifeng sighed: "It would be terrible if we gave her a few more years to grow up. No wonder my father refused to let her go and left her with you."

It was late at night, and the army had crossed the river and could finally stop to rest.

Both men and horses were exhausted, and except for the soldiers on guard, everyone was asleep.

A tent was set up under the tree, and everyone consciously stayed away from the tent.

Xi Feng boiled water and brought it in, and brought clean clothes, and then sat down by the fire.

There were Shen Zhao and Chang Liu beside the fire. He met Qingyun Wei on the road and found out that Xie Tingzhou was also going back to Beilin.

At that time, he realized that Shen Yu wanted to send everyone out of Beijing and stay alone to face everything.

Shen Zhao paced anxiously beside the fire.

Changliu's eyes followed him and he couldn't help but say: "General Shen, can you stop looking away? It's so dazzling to me."

Shen Zhao glanced at him and continued to walk back and forth. He wanted to rush into the tent several times, but retreated.

Shen Yu was sick, and she was the only woman in the army, and there was no one to serve her.

Now when he thought of Xie Tingzhou helping her bathe and dress, he felt like he was stepping on a needle board and couldn't even stand.

But apart from Xie Tingzhou, there was no better candidate.

"Do you think General Shen looks a bit like General Chang Heng?" Changliu said.

Xifeng looked at Changliu, "Why?"

Changliu looked at Shen Zhao again and said seriously, "When Madam Chang gave birth, General Chang Heng also wandered around the door like this, exactly the same."

Xifeng laughed out loud, then immediately restrained his smile, lowered his head and added a piece of firewood to the fire.

Shen Zhao heard what the two said clearly and sat down by the fire.

He asked Xifeng, "How was my sister when you brought water in just now?"

"I couldn't see it." Xifeng said, "I didn't dare to see it either."

Shen Zhao had nothing to say.

They left separately from Zhong Bo and others. The conditions on the march were difficult. There was no bed in the tent. The ground was covered with hay and two layers of cloth.

Shen Yu wiped her body and hair, changed into clean clothes and felt much more comfortable.

There was a wound on her back that she didn't even notice. Fortunately, the wound was not big. Xie Tingzhou applied medicine for her. He was worried that she would press the wound while sleeping, so he asked her to sleep on his chest.

But Shen Yu couldn't sleep.

She lay on Xie Tingzhou's chest, staring at the fabric of the tent blown by the wind with her eyes open.

Xie Tingzhou hugged her and stroked her hair, "Do you want to sleep for a while?"

"I can't sleep." Shen Yu said softly.

Xie Tingzhou was very worried about her.

She witnessed Pei Chunli's death with her own eyes, and was afraid that she would blame herself for the fault and fall into self-blame and couldn't get out of it.

Xie Tingzhou kissed her temples, "Get well soon, let's go home together."

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