MTL - Reborn: Revenge of the Concubine’s Daughter-Chapter 763 Block an arrow for the son

Because of a military order by Meng Yue, the follower Yitong suffered a big loss, and was seriously injured by a large group of sergeants attacking him. He invited the best doctor to see it and shook his head and sighed and said, , I can't get out of bed for a month, and the wound must not be stained with water. As for how the man can recover, the old man can't guarantee it, alas, it's a pity this young man. "

This makes Yizhen feel heartache, regret and blame, and he is deeply puzzled, why the son punishes Yitong so much. Yi Tong just didn't talk to please her, but her heart was for the son. However, when Yitong was in a **** battle, the son didn't mean to save him, but instead stood in a large account and wrote leisurely.

Another thing that puzzles Yi is Zixiao. The son even left Zixiao, and allowed her to grind ink, make tea, and make a bed!

In this way, even after three days passed, Zixiao was able to get more and more contact. Even the son's drink and food were brought to his own hands. The son immersed himself in reading the book and then ate it. Yi Yan watched coldly, can't help but think of He Danggui.

Sometimes, the son was tired of reading the military newspaper, and Xiao Xiaohong added fragrant, softly, "Seven masters are so hard that when you look at them, you feel heartache, but you ca n’t be your eyes. How many words would you let me read to Qiye? "

Before waiting for Meng Xun to speak, Yi Xuan shouted, "The military aircraft playing newspaper is a secret circulated between the son and the emperor. Do you want to read it? Don't dream!"

Zi Xiao's attitude of being humble and humble is like a ball of cotton, and Yi Yi's "straight fist" is often easily separated, giving Yi Yi a feeling of helplessness. She bit her lip and looked at Meng Xuan with an aggrieved expression, and argued, "Xun Shen is just a woman who does not leave the house, her mouth is very strict. If Qiye does n’t believe it, after waiting for him to read the report, give him Take a sip of horse sweat. "

"Mahan?" Yizhen didn't understand what it meant.

Zixiao slowly said, "I heard that Mahan is extremely bitter. People with good voices have to take a sip and be too dumb to speak."

Yi Yan stabbed: "Can't speak, can you still write, did you pick your muscles?"

Zi Xiao looked at Meng Zheng with tears in her eyes and asked, "Yi Huo Cong means what you mean? Qiye is Zixiao's husband. You really want to destroy my hands, and Zixiao is willing to do so. Only later Nor can he make tea for Qiye. "

Meng Yue looked very tired, squinting thoughtfully.

Yi Yan laughed at him: "Aunt Zi is not sad. It ’s enough for Grandpa Qi to drink only tea made by Grandma Qi. Grandma's tea art is called top cymbal. After all, there are things that can be stolen, some things, but how to dig out of it? Can't steal it! "

Zixiao can steal the spice of He Danggui and slap herself on her body, and she can imitate the elegance of a noble girl in her speech and manners. But He Danggui's tea art is so amazing that no matter what kind of tea leaves, the freshness and sweetness of a single bubble in those hands can be said to be magical. Zixiao can only soak the Pu'er and clouds that the son likes to drink, and nothing else. She can't steal the skills, but the heart of the boy can't be stolen!

Listening to the word "stealing", Zi Xiao's weak mask instantly cracked, and her smile was frozen.

Yizhen walked to the door of the tent and made a gesture of walking slowly and not sending it. She said coldly: "It's late at night, and my aunt will go back to her tent to rest. A woman staying up late will become ugly. Without a beautiful face, she will suffer It's too disgusting. "

Zi Xiao opened her eyes in surprise, and then sobbed and cried out, "Yi Huocong, why are you so targeted at me? Remember last year's Mid-Autumn Festival, you said that I had no family to look at, but you have no relatives to spend the festival together, then Once, not only did you invite me to dinner, but you also gave me a lot of money to eat and wear ... how ever since I followed Qiye, your attitude has been getting worse every day, do n’t you treat me ... "

"Nonsense!" Yi Yan's face flushed and he denied it.

He used to take care of Zixiao when she felt pitiful, and now she becomes this demon-like girl, and the ghost will continue to be blinded by her. Really an unscrupulous demon girl, Yizhen quickly turned her head to look at Meng Xun, "Don't you believe her, she's a liar with ghosts!"

Meng Yue rubbed her eyebrows with her knuckles, held her head with one hand, and said lazily, "You two are too noisy, go out for one."

Yi Yi rushed to Zixiao and stared: "My son lets you go out!"

A gust of night wind blew into the tent, and the purple-haired Xiaoxiao shivered slightly, covering her mouth with a small sneeze, and the whole person shrank towards the brazier unconsciously.

Yi Yi heart said, she would pretend to be poor. The prince is only pretending to be the lord of the county. It is useless to pretend to be poor!

Unexpectedly, Meng Yue said, "Yi, you go back to your tent, don't come over tonight, it will make you upset me. Zixiao, you are going to sit beside the brazier with this paper, Read to me one by one. "Yi Xuan, Zi Xiao couldn't believe his ears, Meng Xuan urged again," Several emergency pond newspapers can't wait for others, and then it's dawn. "

Zixiao was happy, sweet should be.

Yi Ling walked out of the tent and listened through the ears. She could hear the soft female voice reading something. Occasionally, the voice of the son called and stopped, and she asked him to sort out the pond newspaper alone.

This happened on the third day of Zixiaolai's barracks. On the fourth day, Yizhen saw Yitong's injury and walked to the son's large army account.

The sky was grey, just like Yi Yi's mood at the moment, because Yi Tong heard that his feet might be abolished after he was healed, and Wu Gong and Tu Yi could no longer be used, which was very shocking. What makes Yitong sad most is that the son was really angry at him, otherwise he would not be dealt with in such a way. Yi Yan could not say anything comforting, because the son had not seen Yi Tong for three days.

Off the books, Yi Yi stopped. The people inside are talking.

"Fu Jun, can you let me serve you and change into a cotton shirt? It's cold today."

"No need to."

"Ke Fujun still has injuries on her shoulders. She only wears single clothes to practice armor. After being known by her mother-in-law, she must be sad!"

"Then don't let her know."

Zi Xiao's voice was as soft as the young leaf buds of March Day, and she smiled and asked, "Are there any sealing fees? Hu Jun keeps his body secret, but he can't do it for nothing."

Yi Yan couldn't hear a word. When the son allowed Zixiao to serve and change clothes, it was so different after only one night. Is it what happened last night. A sip of a husband is so sweet and weary that the son sees Zixiaoxiao like Angelica, and will he really use it?

Yi Yan shook his fist, turned and left the big tent, and his throat was burned by strong liquor.

He has always told himself firmly that the son has a county master in his heart, and only the county master is suitable to stand next to the son, but now he has changed station and looks no different. The dazzling brilliance of the boy makes any match look good.

The son of the son has the county master. But he only finished the military affairs on the first day, changed his clothes and went to the city to visit her in Liao government. Dai Pin stepped forward and said, "When the county master heard about Peng Erye, he was very downset and asked the villain to talk to the son, saying that she wanted to be alone and not let the son disturb her." After three days in a row, the son never mentioned the county master.

"Hey!"

"what!"

Today's school exercise simulates the actual battle of the Huguang battle a year ago. All Yanzhou soldiers are equipped with more than 100 kilograms of armor, blue squares and purple squares. Progress is orderly, the overall weather is very different from four days ago, and no one is lazy.

Thanks to Yi Tong's **** killing with them to the last minute, fighting together and pulling 700 people off the horse. Those sergeants didn't say it by mouth, but they couldn't be calm without being stimulated by a hot-blooded man.

On the school ground, Meng Yan's eyes were filled with satisfaction and a smile evaluation: "It is indeed the best soldier in the world, and the soldiers and horses raised by the soil and water of Yanzhou are much stronger than the boys in the south. If the two sides confront each other, a Yanzhou soldier Will be able to contain four southern soldiers. "

Yi Yi said: "Maybe, I see that Yanzhou soldiers are only stupid and far from flexible. Who is the best soldier in the world? Who ranks? Our Meng Jiajun, the Shanhaiguan guarding the Great Wall, is the strongest soldier in the world!"

Meng Yue gave him a glance, "This kind of words can't be said later, I don't want to hear it again."

"Why?"

"The soldiers guarding the Great Wall are for external use. No matter how they fight in the middle school, they are closed by the family. None of the external force can be moved. Meng Jiajun, don't compare them."

"……Yes!"

Knowing that she was impetuous, she became so immature. She deliberately bumped against the son and pleaded guilty on one knee. Looking up at the boy's face half-up, it's no different than before. Maybe it's just that he's more attentive. The boy is always the boy, the most trustworthy and follower. Yizhen breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, there was a riot in the school ground below.

Beginning with a small accident, one of the cavalry's horses broke down, people accidentally fell off their feet, their feet were still hanging on the horses, and they were dragged away by the galloping horses. Someone shot the horse's leg with an arrow, and the horse was sore and mad that it rushed into a square array, disrupting the rhythm of more people.

Meng Zheng frowned, and got up.

Yi Yan stopped side by side and advised: "You are the admiral. Walk to the place where the person stomps his horseshoes. In case of injury, it is not a joke. Let the captain and the teenagers solve it on their own, anyway, it is the Yanzhou soldiers. , I said, their actions are too stupid ... "

Before he finished speaking, Meng Yue had flew into the scene and went to the most chaotic place to save people.

Yi Yan, watching the silver armor figure shining brightly in the sun, flying like a butterfly on a steel wall with swords and swords, a beautiful scene.

Rescuing went smoothly, but unexpectedly emerged suddenly, Yi Yi on the school ground in the distance can only watch from a distance, a sharp cold arrow came out from the back, and shot directly at the open door of the boy!

The usual son, it is more than enough to want to avoid such an arrow. But Yi Yi was clear that the son's internal and external injuries were not the same!

Yi Yan's eyes protruded, and he yelled "Don't!" He wanted to replace himself and block the arrow.

The "Don't!" Shouted heartbreakingly, it seemed that God could not bear to listen or look. Then, following Yi Yi's mind, a thin figure really rushed out, opening his slender body to block the arrow for his son.

It's Zixiao.

The blood flower splattered, and the boy's eyes narrowed, catching Zixiao in the arrow with one hand.

The power of that arrow can be life-threatening. Even a man who is protected by armor can't afford it, let alone Zi Xiao's weak daughter! In the distance, Yi Yan's eyes widened, staring in surprise at the blood-stained Zixiao. Yes, he always knew that this woman admired the son, but he did not expect that she had reached the point where he could die for the son.

Meng Yue also had an incredible and anxious expression. He held Zixiao with one hand and continued her life with her qi.

Zi Xiao leaned against Meng Xuan's arms, her lips were bright and dazzling blood flowers, and she smiled softly: "Fu Jun, don't bother to save me, you'll be fine, I'm just ... an optional person."

At the same time, a gray-clad man walked into Yitong's wounded tent, hiding his face in the shadows, his voice dumb as a gong, "Yitong, it's time for you to wake up, Meng Yue is not a master!"

"Who are you? What do you want?" Yi Tong looked at the grey-clad man vigilantly.

The cavalry battalion is heavy, and outsiders cannot enter.

The gray-clad man hissed an unpleasant laughter and said, "Meng Xun is a hypocrite, the most hypocritical person in the world. On the surface, the modest gentleman is gentle and gentle, but in fact he is as cold as snow. You ca n’t be hurt like this Ask your life and death, and then you will follow him heart-to-heart, and the final end will be like tomorrow and the moon next to Zhu Quan. In the end, there will be no dead body, and you will never live beyond death. "

Yitong listened fiercely, and dragged her severely wounded body up, trying to punch the other side severely.

"Where's the birdman! How dare you say bad things to me, you don't want to live!"

The gray-clad man snorted coldly: "The stubborn spirit is dead, there is more than death." Raising his hand gathered a exposed air mass, and waved it on the shining heavenly cover.

Yi Tong's mouth was full of blood, and she was desperate on the spot. His eyes were wide after death, and he wanted to see what the gray man who slandered the son looked like, but he couldn't see it in the end.

The gray-clad man stepped out of the tent and reported to a man dressed as a master: "The countermeasure failed. It was a dumb stupid." 2k novel reading network