Ma'am help, the general is in trouble again

Chapter 121 Returning My Truth
Looking at the woman Mo Ye brought, she was petite and petite, wearing a long indigo shawl hanging from her shoulders to cover her whole body, with a hood hood embroidered with dark patterns in her hair, and a double bun and braid. , revealing half of his black slapped face, with a naive expression.

She and Moye ride a horse together, because "Zheng Quchi" is not good at horsemanship, it seems that Moye did his homework on this trip...

That face...Zheng Quchi squinted his eyes, and the light flowed, illuminating the contours of her facial features, and she was slightly startled.

Hey, how could Mo Ye find someone so similar to himself in this fight?

No, it's not like, but that face, it's a perfect copy and paste of her, okay?

Are there really people who look exactly the same in this world?

In the thousands of worlds, He Qi does not exist, maybe there really are, such as twins, but Zheng Quchi is sure that she does not have such a twin sister.

Thinking about her head with zero basis for conspiracy, she knew that there must be a trick in it.

Xiao Meng grabbed a handful of grass on the ground, restrained his excitement and said, "Brother Ya'er, the people in the city should be fine, Sima brought people here to exchange with Yan Luo, the king of Ye."

But Gongchenya rubbed his chin, his eyelids drooped: "But why do I think it shouldn't be that simple?"

On the other side, Aunt Mei walked over shortly, and when she saw a strange woman following Gongchenya, she frowned slightly: "Ya, come here."

Gongchenya turned his head and nodded: "Okay."

And after Gongchenya was called away, Xiaomeng whispered some gossip about women to Zheng Quchi: "Sister Chizi, look, that wife of General Ye is really ugly, and she's so dark." .”

Little girls love beauty, and sometimes they speak out loud, which makes people feel heartbroken.

"...Really? So far away, can you take a closer look at what she looks like?"

Not everyone has Zheng Quchi's superb eyesight, and she doesn't believe that Xiao Mengzhen can see the other person's appearance clearly. If she does, she shouldn't feel that the person is somewhat similar to her, but that the two are older. There is no difference.

Xiao Meng choked for a moment, and then murmured dissatisfied: "I didn't see it too clearly, but she was sitting in front of Sima, and she stood out in comparison. I thought she would be such a beautiful woman , now it seems..."

Zheng Quchi interrupted: "Perhaps she is not Yu Wensheng's wife. None of us have met her before. Isn't this all just guesswork?"

"You are right, but you can see that she is thin and small. She is definitely not a female general. The woman who will be brought to the dangerous battlefield by Sima at this time, logically speaking, shouldn't be her?" Judgment draws conclusions.

Zheng Quchi, who was unable to refute what the other party said was too well-founded, changed the subject: "Maybe, I just said it casually, but do you think she looks like me?"

Xiaomeng said embarrassedly: "At first glance, it looks like it, but after looking at it again, it doesn't look like it. Sister Ruler is not as dark as her."

Not as dark as her?
Zheng Quchi suddenly realized.

That's right, she no longer deliberately puts black charcoal powder on her body now. After the skin naturally metabolizes the melanin, it is naturally not as dark as it was at the beginning. Could it be her face...

"Xiao Meng, isn't my face... not dark?"

So far, Xiaomeng has only seen her face, although it was originally due to a reckless act.

Xiao Meng replied without thinking, "It's not black."

Zheng Quchi asked expectantly, "Is that white?"

Hearing this, Xiao Meng seemed to be tangled up for a moment: "How much is nothing?"

"Just... just compare with Gongchenya?"

To be honest, among this group of people, only Gongchenya is fairer. Maybe good-looking people have the same characteristics, that is, they can be seen at a glance among all living beings, and fair skin is definitely an important factor. point.

"Uh, brother Ya'er is whiter than us." Xiao Meng hesitated.

Oh, I got it.

"We", of course, also includes Zheng Quchi.

She estimated that her current state should be black or white, white or white.

Suddenly she had an idea, since people who knew "Zheng Quchi" thought she should be black, then she had to be as white as a ghost, and the main point was a contrast.

In this way, others will not recognize her at all.

right!After a while, find some strong soap and wash it to clean all the black stains floating on the epidermis.

Not long after, Gongchenya came back, and Aunt Mei took another look at Zheng Quchi, but this time she was no longer vigilant and suspicious, but a little inquiring and surprised, and she called Xiaomeng away.

Gongchenya took Zheng Quchi back to the cave, he walked very slowly, following Zheng Quchi's pace, the two walked under the moonlight, but slowly opened their hearts.

"Why did you bring me here to see these?"

Zheng Quchi turned his head to ask him.

Gongchenya pursed his lips and smiled: "Where are you left, you will definitely be annoyed by their questions, so I simply took you away. By the way, Ruler, tomorrow I will go with Aunt Mei and the others." Wind Valley Sand City, are you staying here to recuperate, or are you coming with us?"

Zheng Quchi was silent for a moment before repeating: "Tomorrow..."

"Yes, tomorrow is the deadline that Yu Wensheng gave to Sima and the others. The closed gates of the city will be reopened. If the negotiations between the two parties go smoothly, the Ye Kingdom garrisons in Fenggusha City will withdraw, and then everything will return to the original state. , are you going to see it?"

"I'm injured and can't go into the city, so I won't delay you. I heard from Xiaomeng that you are here to save people. Who do you want to save?"

Since Yu Wensheng is in Fenggushacheng, Zheng Quchi doesn't want to go, if she can, she just wants to stay away from him now.

Gongchenya heard her refusal, he tore off a branch and shook it, his fresh and clean eyebrows were particularly distinct among the layers of green mountains.

"Yang Gu."

This name is not familiar to Zheng Quchi, but he has heard others talking about it.

"Is it the coach of the border of the Tianmo of the Julu Kingdom?"

Gongchenya smiled softly at her: "Yeah."

Zheng Quchi said seriously: "It's too dangerous for you to do so. Even if Yu Wensheng is willing to let the people in the city go, but Yang Gu's words, it's not necessarily so."

There is an old saying that when the two armies are at war, the people will not be as bad as the people. However, there is a more widely spread saying that the situation of the battle can be unknown, but the enemy will die.

Gongchenya nodded in agreement: "Yes, that's why I want to take advantage of the chaos to save people in the gap between Sima Moye and Yu Wencheng's confrontation, or when the two sides are fighting. Of course I know the danger, but I have to do it no matter what." Go save him."

This matter actually had little to do with Zheng Quchi, she didn't know why Gongchenya had to save Yang Gu, but since she didn't intend to intervene in this matter, it was inconvenient for her to ask further.

"Then I wish you all the best."

Gongchenya threw away the branch, and Huo's starry eyes flashed: "Ruler, have you ever seen an old man named Mu Zaiqi?"

Zheng Quchi gave him a strange look.

"No."

Seeing that her expression was not fake, Gongchenya raised his eyebrows, turned his eyes to look into the distance, and sighed softly: "That old man is always elusive, and not long ago he went to the Fenggu Shacheng camp to work as a military doctor. I can't get in touch with him, and I don't know what's going on with him."

Military doctor, old man... No way, Zheng Quchi only knows that a military doctor is a military doctor, but he really doesn't know his name.

"What is your relationship with that military doctor?" She asked tentatively.

"It's a relationship, it's just that we know each other. By the way, he gave you the potion of wound medicine you applied before. How do you feel now?"

Zheng Quchi stared at him silently.

He was still the same as usual, smiling with nimble pink lips, revealing a row of white and neat teeth, and a pair of dew-like eyes, making him look innocent and harmless.

Ah bah, what an innocence, this is a scheming boy.

She suddenly understood many things.

If Gongchenya and the military doctor were acquaintances, then maybe he saw something in her at first.

This cloak on her body was exchanged with the previous clothes with the military doctor, but after changing the dressing, Xiao Meng gave her a set of clean dresses of her own, and she changed them.

But Gongchen Ya was aware of this from the very beginning, but he was able to remain calm, deal with her friendly on the surface, probing her step by step behind the scenes, without revealing half of his thoughts, and now he probably confirmed that she was harmless. , that's how I got to the bottom of her...

Zheng Quchi often feels that he is not scheming enough and that he is out of tune with the people around him.

She took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled: "If the old military doctor you are talking about is the one who gave me this cloak, then I should have seen it. The wound on my body was also bandaged by him."

No wonder this man insisted on checking her wounds, and also deliberately asked who treated her wounds. It turned out that the roots were here.

After hearing this, Gongchenya didn't make a sound for a while.

Now Zheng Quchi no longer sees mountains as mountains, she looks at his expression, wondering if this man's brain is digging some kind of trap again, waiting for her to jump down.

"Then how did you know each other?" He asked with big watery eyes.

At first glance, this is a purely curious boy.

Of course Zheng Quchi can't be said to be in the camp, otherwise it will easily lead to dangerous associations... She suddenly had a flash of inspiration, recalling a series of things that happened tonight, as if she had some guesses about what Gongchenya was thinking what.

Like him, she pinned a twig and held it in her hand, saying casually: "I escaped from another country. At first I had a team of escorts, but when I met the green forest bandits, they all died. They sent me away with their last breath."

"I was at a loss along the way and didn't know where to go. I ran to the mountain by accident and found a thatched cottage, and then I had a temporary foothold. That is where I met a kind old man. He saw I was injured all over, and I was very pitiful, so he bandaged me with medicine and left some food, but after a long period of time, he did not come up the mountain again, and I was short of food and medicine on the mountain, so in desperation run downhill..."

After careful consideration, her statement is almost impeccable. She did not escape alone, but she was alone in the end. Her wounds were bandaged with precious medicine, but they were not cared for afterwards. She knew nothing about the surrounding environment. As far as I know, I ended up going into the camp by mistake and meeting them...

All have relatively reasonable explanations.

Gongchenya believed it for the time being.

"So that's the case, I thought..."

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but then smiled again: "Yes, how is this possible."

If she was really that person's wife, after getting out of danger, when she learned that the other person was looking for her all over the city, she would try her best to reunite with him, and she would not evade in every possible way like she is now, unwilling to go to the Valley of Wind with him Shacheng.

Furthermore, he led her to see Sima Moye's team tonight. She looked very ordinary at that time, not as nervous, fearful and angry as meeting the enemy. Besides, Sima Moye was accompanied by a woman suspected of being "Zheng Quchi".

... Sure enough, he thought too much.

Zheng Quchi heard him talking to himself, and turned his small face to the side, full of shadows.

Heh, he really suspected that she was Zheng Quchi, and he also blamed her for talking, saying that even if you don't know the pseudonym, you can't get it together, so you have to get some kind of ruler, why not call it a pole, a stick, and a hammer.

It's even more strange that the timing of her appearance was too coincidental, and she fled outside alone, with suspicious scars on her body, and she was related to the military doctor of the camp...

"How is it possible?" Zheng Quchi pretended to be puzzled.

Gongchenya scratched his cheek embarrassingly: "It's okay, I was thinking too much, you can rest in my cave tonight, I have to be on duty, I won't go back."

"It's not that good."

There is a difference between a man and a woman, not to mention that she is married, he is a big girl, and she wants to live in his cave, and gossip and rumors will definitely fly around tomorrow.

"Don't worry, no one will talk nonsense." Gongchenya said firmly.

He occasionally looks like a vigorous young man, but sometimes he looks like an uncompromising ruler in power. This sense of contradiction is not abrupt, just like himself, with a sharp heart and a pair of childish eyes.

Now that he has said so, Zheng Quchi no longer refuses.

That night, Zheng Quchi humbly asked Gongchenya, who was clean and exuded the fragrance of white lotus, how to do it, and he gave her a box of soap ointment.

This is developed and prepared by himself. He is quite talented in this kind of art. I don't want to know how complicated the materials are, but it can really clean the dirt on people's skin.

This point, she personally tested it to be effective.

She poured a little and rubbed it vigorously on her arm. There were not many bubbles, but the layer of emulsified black water that floated was enough to prove that it could clean out all the dirt in the pores.

"Dirty..."

Seeing that the skin is not allergic, red and swollen, I dug a small lump in the palm of my hand, added water, rubbed it into bubbles, and made it on my face.

After pouring two large basins of sewage, she touched her face...it wasn't smooth at all, but after drying her face, it was so dry that it seemed as if a layer of her epidermis had been washed off.

That's right, such a powerful soap for descaling, used to wash the most delicate face in winter, can't fade a layer of skin, so as to restore her skin's true color.

I don't know what she looks like after the black fades.

In this condition, I don’t have a serious mirror to look at, but observe how her arms are cleaned... Forget it, the surrounding area is pitch black, and the oil lamp is dim and sallow. It is impossible to distinguish whether it is cool white, warm white, or neutral and healthy. Skin, or get up tomorrow morning under natural light to see it.

(End of this chapter)