Help!My goddess is sick

Chapter 15 Bathing
"My lord, Princess Yongning has gone to the camp outside the city again today."

Dressed up in disguise, Jin Yiwei sat in the tea shed and whispered in Murong Wen's ear.

Murong Wen raised his head from under the bamboo hat, his hawk-like eyes turned slightly, he shook the tea bowl in his hand, and said inexplicably, "It's really amazing, the soldiers in the northern border are so docile by her."

No wonder the Tian family is so afraid.

"My lord, they are very vigilant, and my subordinates can't get close to the northern camp, and can only watch from a distance. However, according to my subordinates' observations, the prestige of the princess in the northern camp seems to be quite high."

Murong Wen took a sip of tea, put down the bowl and said, "Xie Ci wine, never drunk, sixteen years old, raised by King Anbei and Princess Wang since childhood, not learning female red embroidery, but poetry, book strategy, boxing and kung fu. "

"Since I was seven years old, I have been fighting in the barracks, eating and training with the soldiers. Naturally, my prestige is very high."

He looked sideways at his subordinates, and asked with a half-smile: "Do you know that King Anbei has only one daughter, why didn't you ask for an order to become the princess?"

"Subordinates don't know."

"Because... King Anbei raised her as his heir from the very beginning, and he didn't move in the army because he wanted to let Xie Cijiu go to the battlefield later, and invite him to be his heir after making military achievements."

"So that's how it is." The subordinate suddenly realized.

Murong Wen looked at the patrol team passing by on the street, lowered his head slightly, and lowered his voice again: "Send someone to keep watching, and report any changes immediately."

"Yes."

After drinking the last sip of tea, the two parted ways.

……

"Miss, there seems to be no abnormality in those Jinyiwei, but the general thinks that there is no abnormality in itself."

Seeing that Xie Cijiu came down from the training ground, Jiang Jin handed her a clean handkerchief.

Xie Cijiu took it and wiped the sweat from his brow, "Jinyiwei is good at collecting intelligence, disguising and interrogating. If there is no abnormality, it may be disguising. Our every move is in their eyes."

"Let's just see, we don't have anything to feel guilty about." Xie Cijiu wiped off his sweat and folded the handkerchief and put it away. "The [-]-day period will be here soon. I'm going north, so I'll leave this place to Uncle Jiang."

Jiang Jin said solemnly: "Miss, don't worry, the end will be one day, and the northern border will be guaranteed worry-free."

"Well, this is for you." Xie Cijiu avoided everyone's sight and handed something to Jiang Jin.

The tentacles were slightly sinking and cold, Jiang Jin was taken aback for a moment, and then he was shocked: "Miss, this can't be—"

"Take it well, this is the last hole card. If something happens to me in Kyoto, this is the life-saving talisman for you and the 20 soldiers in the northern border."

Xie Cijiu's face was calm, as if he was talking about an unimportant matter.

Jiang Jin's eyes were slightly hot, "Yes, I finally understand."

"I am leaving."

Xie Cijiu waved his hands freely, got on his horse, "Drive—"

……

After this day, Xie Cijiu seldom came to the northern camp, and he just stayed behind closed doors in the mansion.

The [-]-day period is here in the blink of an eye, midsummer is gone, and early autumn is here again.

Xie Cijiu took all the people in the mansion to burn paper for Wang Anbei and his wife early in the morning. She didn't say a word during the whole process, but just looked at the stone tablet intently.

After the last piece of paper money was burned, she knelt down and kowtowed three times, then got up, took off her plain clothes, and threw it into the fire without hesitation.

"Go home."

……

It was night, after Xie Cijiu packed her clothes, someone brought a bathtub in, and she took a bath in her room.

Yan Zhihui was placed on the table behind the screen. Although his eyes were blocked, his hazy figure was still reflected on the screen.

If there is nothing, it is more provocative.

(End of this chapter)