Before he woke up early in the morning, Deng Lun heard the news of the Song army's almost mutiny. It is said that because Pan Shuai and Sun Jianjun were in a disagreement, they had a long grudge. Because Sun Jianjun was deeply loved by the soldiers and trusted by the court, his power was almost inconsistent with the head coach Pan Renmei, so he was still at the upper hand in the confrontation, so he was so far that the two of them drew their swords toward each other.

Deng Lun was very excited, so even though Song Jun finally refused his peace request, he was not very depressed. Instead, he ran away happily. It was not until he confirmed that the guy had left that the actors of Song Jun gave him a breath.

Murong Yan helped Sun Yue, put on the golden sore medicine and bandaged it, and fed him the oatmeal porridge one by one, but he couldn't help but mutter: "The person surnamed Pan is really damn, just acting. Just apply some blood to wrap it around the cloth. Who can tell that he cut it so heavily? I think he is clearly taking the opportunity to vent his anger."

Sun Yue smiled when she heard this, reached out to shave Murong Yan's face, but she shaved a few tears, "The heavens are not afraid of the earth, even the female hero who dares to break into Li Chongjin's camp will even cry."

"Who cried? I slept too late, and I felt a little uncomfortable in my eyes."

Sun Yue hugged the man in his arms and said with a funny look: "Okay, OK, this is a voluntary blow. Although this military supervisor worked with Pan Shuai in general, it was not pleasant. If it were me, I would definitely take the opportunity to vent my anger. The military doctor has seen it. Pan Shuai's sword technique has reached its level of perfection. That knife only hurts the flesh and not the least of the organs. It will be cured for two days."

"I really don't know what you think. I've even used a trick to deal with a mere Nanhan."

"It's not all for the purpose of hard work. My official trajectory is probably inseparable from war. Maybe I'll even go from literary to military like Cao Bin. But look at me, my whole body is so white, my skin is so shattered, and there are no scars at all. It's just an embroidered pillow. It hurts a little bit, and it's also considered a man's medal of merit, right? OK, don't cry, go to the White Tiger Account to discuss the army. Han Chongxun is still relatively young now. I've recovered from the injury these two days. The White Tiger Account cannot be without my people, otherwise the army will really become Pan Shuai's one-man show. At this time, the good lady won't help me."

Murong Yan wanted to stay and take care of her, but when she saw that Sun Yue said so, she had to put down her things and ordered Cao Jun to come and take care of her. Then she turned around and went to the White Tiger Account three times. Sun Yue, who was lying on the bed, stretched her neck and looked for a long time, and was sure that Murong Yan had really left. Then she let out a breath and lay happily on the military bed.

"Brother Yue, you are not that seriously injured, why do you want to lie to her?"

Sun Yue raised his hand and burst into tears, laughing and said, "What do you know? If I don't hurt this time, how could I see this woman crying? Besides, we got married under Uncle Murong's order. It's okay to say that the melon was twisted. Although no one said anything at the beginning, we were not happy about it. Now I fall in love with her, but how can I determine whether she really loves me? Oh, Murong Yan's tears are so happy, it's great~"

"Then why do you want her to go to the White Tiger Account to discuss matters for you? I don't know you yet? You wish you wouldn't attend such a boring marching meeting, let alone you can't get out of bed at all."

"Nonsense, you're not tired of pretending to be hurt."

"You are so powerful, you are so powerful, you are so powerful, you are actually being stabbed for this. Isn't this a disease?"

Sun Yue shook his head and said, "I was really injured in the knife. After all, I was a white-faced person. If I don't do it, I can't take it for too long. As the military supervisor, if I really signed a letter of nationality or something, I would regret it, the political risk would be too great. So this can be discussed all the time, but it cannot be achieved. I have to keep hanging Liu Huo, but I can't really let him eat the fruit. So whenever it is about to succeed, Pan Renmei must destroy it. If you don't get this knife, are you a fool for Liu Huo?"

Cao Jun nodded suddenly and muttered: "I understand, it's mainly to test and tease your wife, and to do business by the way."

Sun Yue had nothing to say.

On the other side, Murong Yan came out of Sun Yue's tent, but only took two steps towards the direction of the White Tiger Account, then stretched and ran to the stroll. Han Chongxun said in confusion: "Didn't Brother Yue ask you to help me discuss matters?"

Murong Yan sneered and said, "Can't you see the depth of the knife wound by yourself? He just needs to care about the matter and go by yourself."

"Ah? You...you have noticed it a long time ago, you were crying just now..."

"I'm just better at martial arts, but I don't know how to cry. I'll squeeze him, so I can make him feel comfortable and save him from doubting how I treat Brother Cao all day long. After all, I'm a descendant of an official. Although my father is not lustful, he also has more than 30 concubines. I've seen many things like fighting at home, so he still wants to be sarcastic with me. Stop it. This man is all a big pig's hooves."

“…………”

Life just passed by half a month so peacefully.

During this period, Pan Renmei was so difficult to die, because Sun Yue’s request was to win, but not win too hard, and to make the enemy retreat step by step, and to break them apart. He had to advance steadily, but he couldn’t fight too quickly to the city of Guangzhou.

This is hard to kill Pan Renmei. It is really that the Southern Han army is too useless. He even felt that he really wanted to let go and give him two thousand cavalry. He could chase a rabbit in a random night attack. In order to pretend to be like a little, it consumed a lot of his brain cells.

Finally, just when he felt that he could not even load up, Liu Hun's sea boat came, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

"So in a battle tomorrow, you can just lose a small game, right? There will be no more expenses."

"It's gone. Just pretend to underestimate the enemy, suffer a little frustration, and then run back in a little embarrassing manner. I guess they don't dare to chase Nan Han for this courage."

"Huh, it's nothing I have to do with. I don't have as many tricks as you do. Wait for good news. I finally don't have to worry about what's going on in the future."

Sun Yue shrugged his shoulders, then smiled and opened the big ship sent by Liu Hun, and found that the jewelry inside was indeed not ordinary. It was estimated that this ship of treasure alone had more than Zhao Kuangyin's hands, and Liu Hun still had at least a dozen such big ships in his hands, which was really, haha.
Chapter completed!