Jiaohua

Chapter 1632 Jiangmei is dead
Years of fighting had instilled in Shen Lie a good habit: cleaning up the battlefield.

Except for the horses that Bian Yuanfeng had already run away, Shen Lie brought back all the other horses.

Xia Zhaoyi and Shen Lie's men arrived one after another and searched the bodies. They also seized the horses left at the scene.

Two soldiers worked together to treat Xia Zhaoyi's injuries. They were skilled and efficient. Xia Zhaoyi left her wounds to them and turned to talk to the others.

The wound bled a lot, and the surrounding area was covered in dirt and grime. When I poured medicine on it to clean it, white bubbles started to bubble from the wound, which looked painful.

Xia Zhaoyi would frown in pain, but she wouldn't make a sound to disturb them.

Yan Ziyan gasped and finally spoke, "General, doesn't it hurt?"

Xia Zhaoyi laughed and said, "Sun Bichun and Zhu Xiaohua have never complained of pain. As the commander of the entire Falcon Battalion, I have to put on a brave face no matter how much pain I'm in."

The people around him burst into laughter.

One person said, "The general can still talk and laugh so easily, he doesn't look like he's trying to be tough at all!"

"This minor injury is nothing to the general; he has suffered much more serious injuries before."

"No, I think the general isn't in pain, he's just worried about us. We'll remember that kindness!"

Although the girls chatted and laughed easily, they all kept to a proper distance and did not lose their respect because of Xia Zhaoyi's approachable manner.

Xia Zhaoyi brought up the main topic: "Liu Qiaoyun, please continue."

The female soldier sitting opposite her nodded: "That Nangong Qiuming is really a coward. He pretended not to be afraid at first, but when he was about to die, he was so scared that he lost control of his bladder. I never expected that a ninety-year-old man who has lived a full life would be so afraid of death. And he himself said that the medicine didn't hurt, so what's there to be afraid of!"

Xia Zhaoyi asked, "Did he say anything else before he died?"

"He did criticize someone, Liao Shenggui, saying that after his death, Liao Shenggui would start to rise to power."

"Where's Ling'er?"

"She committed suicide. After learning that Nangong Qiuming had died, she did not say a word and decisively took her own life."

Xia Zhaoyi sighed, "She's very skilled. If only she were one of our Falcon Camp members."

Yan Ziyan and the others dared not imagine just how good Ling'er's skills must be to receive such praise from her personally.

When Shen Lie returned with several horses, Xia Zhaoyi's wounds had already been treated.

She was tired, but she wanted to wait for him.

When they first met, she was at the brink of conflict with someone, and the sight of him instantly stirred up a torrent of emotions within her.

This time, his mind was much calmer. The overwhelming waves had turned into deep and tender undercurrents. Moreover, with his subordinates all there, Xia Zhaoyi could not lose the dignity of a commander-in-chief.

She got up to greet him, her steps steady.

When Shen Lie saw her, he had already dismounted and was walking towards her with Long Ying by the hand.

Glancing at the bandage on her arm, Shen Lie asked, "Can you get it wet for the next few days?"

Xia Zhaoyi shook her head: "Probably not."

Shen Lie's dark eyes deepened: "Luckily I came."

"..."

Shen Lie would almost never say such a thing.

He had appeared just in time for her when she was in trouble more than once, but he never boasted about it.

Now, these words carry another layer of meaning—

Shen Lie gently reached out his large hand and grasped her fingers: "Ali, you are very important, not only to me, but also to all your troops."

Xia Zhaoyi smiled and said, "...Okay, I won't deny it, it really hurts. But I know what's important. Pain is one thing, not being crippled is another."

"If he's truly crippled, what a terrible situation that would be?"

"If millions of people can make a decision, then I can too. But don't worry, I have to be responsible for my troops, so I won't act rashly."

After saying that, Xia Zhaoyi changed the subject: "Did you kill all those people? One of them was Bian Yuanfeng."

“I recognized the way he was pronouncing his words, and I didn’t give him a quick death.”

Xia Zhaoyi said coldly, "Fine, he deserves all the cruelest tortures in the world." Shen Lie's eyes swept around: "Jiang Mei, is she dead?"

"Yes, she's dead. She bled too much."

Liu Qiaoyun said that Jiangmei had been stabbed many times, one of which went straight through, causing profuse bleeding, and there was no way to save her.

Although Jiang Mei deserves all the cruel punishments in the world, at this moment she is a pregnant woman.

To cut open a pregnant woman's belly with a knife, take out the child, and then leave the woman's body to rot in the wilderness—only a beast would do such a thing.

That's why Xia Zhaoyi rushed to stop them.

If Jiang Mei hadn't been pregnant, Xia Zhaoyi would have watched the drama unfold no matter how she died.

Shen Lie asked, "What about the child in her womb?"

"It was a baby girl. She survived and is said to be very healthy, with a loud cry."

Shen Lie stopped and looked at Xia Zhaoyi: "Ali, that baby girl is very likely Bian Yuanfeng's daughter."

Xia Zhaoyi was somewhat surprised: "Bian Yuanfeng, and Jiang Mei?"

"I found this letter."

Shen Lie handed it over.

Xia Zhaoyi's expression remained unchanged after reading it.

Shen Lie asked, "What are your plans regarding this baby girl?"

Xia Zhaoyi smiled and said, "What can we do? My Falcon Camp is full of women. Can't we take care of a baby girl?"

She had thought that this girl would definitely not be simple when she grew up.

With her stunningly beautiful face, her daughter must also be exceptionally beautiful.

For a woman, having only beauty is a terrible thing.

So let her learn some martial arts, grow up in the barracks and get some skills.

As for whose child she is, no one will tell her.

“Let her take the surname Xiang,” Xia Zhaoyi said, “and give her the given name Yang.”

"Xiang Yang?"

"Ah."

Shen Lie walked quietly, no longer speaking.

He admired her magnanimity and knew that she wasn't just saying these words, but that she truly could tolerate Jiang Mei and Bian Yuanfeng's daughter.

But Shen Lie could not tolerate it. From now on, he would have people keep a close eye on this baby girl and observe whether she would have any improper intentions when she grew up.

If he does, he won't hesitate to take action.

He rode back on horseback and soon found the baby girl.

Wrapped up tightly, she slept soundly in Feng Ping's arms.

While gently patting the baby girl, Feng Ping said, "She cried so hard just now, and she didn't have any milk to drink. Now she's finally tired from crying."

Xia Zhaoyi looked at the wrinkled child and said, "Let's see after we get to Fenghe County."

Shen Lie's troops are all in Fenghe County.

The main force of Yan Jun has all arrived, along with the Jiangnan soldiers he has forged over the past few months, who are now a fierce and powerful elite force.

Shen Lie led his men to inspect the encampment, while Xia Zhaoyi went to see the wounded soldiers who had come out with her that day.

Their injuries were not too bad. Afterwards, Xia Zhaoyi chatted with Yan Ziyan and Liu Qiaoyun until late. When she returned, she found that Shen Lie had already come back.

This is the largest room in the largest inn in Fenghe County, and it even has its own bathtub.

Xia Zhaoyi was covered in sweat today, but she couldn't let her arms get wet.