Host, You're Targeted

Li Ying's plan to get rid of him through the chaos of war was also successfully disrupted. In addition, Qi Ding came with ten thousand troops, and the enemy did not dare to act rashly.

There is no smoke filled the frontier, in addition to the yellow sand all over the sky and endless Gobi, only nature's unique tranquility.

Li Ying is worthy of being a "young god of war" who has been fighting for a long time. His wound recovery speed is not comparable to that of ordinary people. He has been able to walk around after several days of training.

This morning, after he woke up, he lay on the bed with his big eyes turned. After a while, he found that it was very quiet outside. The noisy conversation and the training voice were all gone.

He did it carefully and slowly without touching the wound. He took the fox fur cloak hanging on the wooden clothes hanger at the head of the bed, wrapped it on his body and walked out.

When he came to the door, he happened to see Qi Ding, who was dozing on the stone bench at the door.

Because Qi Ding said that he should pay attention to Li Ying's injury all the time, so he arranged a stone table and four or five small stone benches in front of the Shuai tent.

In fact, it's a little difficult to arrange the temporary garrison here, but who let Qi Ding make such a good excuse?

"You don't know your Highness's temper. Even if you carry it, you won't tell others. He is still a patient! If he thinks of the night in the middle of the night, and there is no servant girl or Eunuch in the room, how can he ask your brother who is in charge of the door to help him? However, my waist is not good enough to stand for a long time, and I can't eat and sleep with him in his handsome tent, right? So, no matter what you think, it's the best place to have a rest at the gate of this handsome tent. "

When Qi Ding talks with people at the door of Shuai tent, Li Ying is so angry that he wants to climb out and knock him.

But before he struggled to get out of bed, the people outside the tent had gone far to decorate the stone benches and tables.

From that day on, Li Ying could get out of bed and walk around.

It's estimated that Qi Ding was angry. If you want to recover quickly, you can drive away the shameless little general Qi.

Dressed in fox fur, Li Ying slowly walked to the stone stool, sat down on the stone bench opposite the Qi Ding and looked at him carefully.

Except for the day when they first arrived, Qi Xiaojun had a good sleep. At other times, their work and rest were quite regular. After all, they were from the general's gate and had received special training and training.

Therefore, Li Ying, a patient who needs enough rest time, is awakened by Qi Ding's voice of guessing fists outside the tent every morning.

Only a few soldiers are playing with each other today. General

was probably too busy to sit down and fall asleep.

Qi Xiao general's head, holding his temple in his hand, kept shaking because he was asleep. It seemed that the next second he was going to hit the stone table.

Li Ying tied up the tie of his cloak to make sure that he would not get cold by the wind. Then he slowly folded his hands on the stone table and looked up to see the tripod on the side of a three foot long stone table.

Qi Ding probably grew up in the king's house. His long hair was meticulously tied into a high horse's tail and hung behind his head. Some of his broken hair hung down on his shoulder, creating an illusion that he was carefully manipulated.

He had a handsome face. Looking at the whole Imperial City, there were few men who could match his appearance.

With a good family background and beautiful appearance, you are sure to be a brilliant person.

Li Ying looked at Qi Ding's face, and suddenly thought of himself.

Without the mother's love, the father sat on the high place all day, watching their brothers fight, and there was no close person around.

It's been so many years since I saw Qi Ding's peaceful sleeping face, but my heart was desolate?

Li Ying couldn't help but clench his teeth and clench his hands into fists under his fur.

Just when he wanted to stand up and leave, the man in the opposite side suddenly pecked at the rice with excessive force and planted it straight towards the stone table.

Li Ying just sat there watching, without reaching out.

"Ouch

He suddenly smashed a comfortable tripod, covered his forehead and raised his head in an instant. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Li Ying, who was sitting opposite him, almost fixed into a painting.

It is just that although the painting is calm on the surface, but after looking at him for two seconds, he still droops his eyes and goes over his face.

"Poof."

In order not to affect the wound, Li Ying also specially gently pressed his waist and abdomen.

Qi Ding: Your highness, are you watching me smash? Are you too cruel? "

Qi Ding's teeth itched. He pushed the tip of his tongue against his palate, as if he had been laughed at. He snorted and raised the corners of his mouth.

Li Ying covered his mouth and stopped laughing. He held the stone table and was about to stand up.

"If the general is sleepy, go back to your room and sleep." Li Yingyi pointed to something and glanced at the tent next to the handsome tent. "It's only a few steps away anyway."