After wearing the book, I became the general's writer Bai Yueguang

Chapter 125 Desperate?Temporary compromise?
"I found it for His Majesty, and I wronged His Majesty to cultivate here first."

After speaking, she explained the use of the props, left some clean water and compressed biscuits, and then led the horse.

"If I really can't come back, Your Majesty, remember to take these medicines on time, and rest for another day. I will be cured after I let it go. Only when I am cured can I come out."

After finishing speaking, He Musheng stepped out of the cave, and after walking a few steps, Sima Shao lowered his voice and said earnestly, "Nanshi Ayan, thank you."

"Your Majesty, what Ah Yan did was entrusted by General Ji." She turned around and smiled brightly.

Sima Shao was startled, then nodded, "I understand."

If Sima Shao can find a map of the camp, this trip to Wuchang can be regarded as the best use of everything.

Thinking of this, He Musheng quickly changed his appearance. This time, his identity as a vulgar man had been abolished. After thinking about it, she finally changed her appearance into an old woman over fifty years old.

In such a troubled world, if there were not someone as powerful as Ji Yunyuan around him, he would definitely not be able to pretend to be a young man or a sister-in-law.

She was born to be eye-catching, no matter whether it is men's or women's clothes, she can make some absurd nobles have evil thoughts. Only with an ugly face can she not bring unnecessary troubles to herself.

An anesthesia gun has ten injections, and the points are enough, but if there is too much movement, it is easy to startle the snake. If not, compromise first, and then think of a countermeasure?
She moved her steps back, and the elite also said in a low voice, "Girl, don't worry about me, you go quickly..."

The other party looked at her, and He Mucheng could tell at a glance that this was another elite Ji family army.

When approaching the prison, I heard some soldiers talking in a low voice:

He Musheng's heart suddenly became alert!

"Where is he now?" Wang Xuan raised his eyebrows.

"What are you all doing here?"

"I can save you." She whispered back.

Seeing that her palm was empty, the other party couldn't help being a little puzzled, and muttered, "I clearly saw something, could it be that my eyes are dazzled?"

He Musheng and the elite stared at each other, and quietly followed behind Wang Xuan, until the two of them followed him into the tent, then he let out a long breath of relief.

She lowered her head halfway, and saw a pair of exquisite boots inlaid with jade.

Is it desperate, or is it a temporary compromise?

Those clothes fluttering in the wind, that spotless snow-white gown, that tall and graceful figure, that gentle jade-like eyebrows and expression, who else could it be if it wasn't Emperor Xuan?

He Mucheng frowned, "Why are you talking so much nonsense? Do you need to explain to me the Duke's work?"

Another soldier also frowned, "This man is so strange, where are you on duty? How can you be used by the county magistrate when you are so short?"

This move successfully caught the attention of those soldiers.

The prison van was pushed into the prison area of ​​the camp, and He Musheng couldn't get close. He could only wait until dark, stun a soldier with a tranquilizer gun, put on his armor, and then sneak into the barracks.

Slowly, she raised her eyelids.

This person...isn't he one of the elite Ji family army that Ji Yunyuan left for him?

He Musheng, who came back to his senses, couldn't help but start to worry about Wang Xuan's situation. Although he was deeply favored by Wang Dun, how could sand get into Wang Dun's eyes?
Wang Xuanqing smiled slightly, and asked softly, "Is Your Majesty still okay?"

Cold sweat suddenly broke out on the forehead of that elite!

He Musheng glanced at the group of soldiers, and saw a man with a familiar face being captured into the prison van, the wheels were turning, and he was slowly driving away towards the city gate.

The old woman shook her head, and a drop of dirty tears flowed from the corner of her old eyes.

One of them saw the clue even more, he shouted loudly, "Slow down!"

Hearing this, He Musheng's heart sank!
If Wang Dun came, the elite probably lost half of his life. She must hurry up and rescue the elite. From what these people said, what did the elite find in the grass? Maybe it was a map of the camp...

Soon, the elite was escorted out.

"By the order of the Duke of the county, take someone to question."

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay, "Didn't the Duke personally come to ask questions?"

Just as He Musheng put the silk into the system's storage box, someone grabbed his wrist and forced him to unfold it.

"If I hadn't seen that kid sneaking around in the grass, I really wouldn't have figured it out. That disguise technique is really proficient!"

"Lang Jun, there is a prisoner missing for no reason, how do you explain it?"

No more doubts all around.

He Musheng got up, and was about to follow the prison car, but within a few steps, he was hit by an old man and was knocked back again and again.

He Musheng looked around and saw that no one noticed this place, so he responded in a low voice, "Notify me, find a hand-painted camp map here, if you can't find it, let it go, everything will go according to plan."

He Musheng was thinking about the consequences of each of them quickly, when he heard a clear voice from behind, that voice was very familiar and pleasant, like a clear spring flowing through a stone stream, it made people feel refreshed.

"Sinister, that gentleman, no matter what he looks like, he doesn't look like a Xianbei Hu. Although he is tall and powerful, he has sword eyebrows, star eyes, and black hair. How could he be a Xianbei slave in the words of the county magistrate?"

He Mucheng turned around and also saluted the visitor.

"It's strange, how come the soldiers of the Sima family have the token of the Ji family army?"

"Stop talking, the Duke of the county is coming to ask you soon. The Duke of the county has not slept well for several days. He said he is a Xianbei slave. Who knows that he is afraid of Sima Shao? This Sima Shao really has more backbone than his father... ..."

Going back to the food stall before, the guards around have become stricter.

She fostered the horses in a stable, hunched over and approached slowly, and saw the previous woman rushing over to help her, "Old sister, hurry up and enter the house, don't touch the bad luck of the officials..."

Wang Xuan is here, her rescuers are here!
Seeing her staring blankly at him, Wang Xuan smiled, "Let's go, the Duke is still waiting."

After saying this, she didn't stay any longer, but chased the prison car all the way, and soon entered Wuchang City.

When he caught sight of He Musheng in armor with a solemn expression, his eyes suddenly lit up!
He Musheng coughed lightly, stepped forward, twisted the opponent's arm, and in a blink of an eye, the elite stuffed a piece of silk into He Mumusheng's palm.

"Don't dare!" The crowd clasped their hands together, then winked behind them.

"Girl, the general told me that we have to risk our lives to protect the girl, and the girl doesn't have to risk herself for the sake of my brothers."

"Lang Jun!" Everyone bowed their heads and bowed their hands.

He Musheng quietly took out the anesthesia gun from the system. Seeing someone paying attention to the movement here, she raised her head and looked around, silently counting the number of people who came.

She forgot to entertain He Musheng, but turned around tremblingly and entered the room shaking her head, still muttering, "In this world, when will you be tall?"

He Musheng nodded, "Well, Your Majesty has been infected with the plague, and I have expelled it for him."

"Ji Yunyuan and the Sima family have a nest of snakes and rats, this is considered to be a reality..."

At that moment, the endless thoughts in He Musheng's mind suddenly froze and dissipated.

Thinking of this, she straightened her armor, and swaggered closer to those who were talking.

His face has been changed, but the majestic and unyielding appearance is different from the first glance. How can Ji Yunyuan's elite be comparable to ordinary soldiers?

She paused and didn't speak.

Seeing this, Wang Xuan shook his head and smiled again.

His smile, in the cold winter, is like the mist overflowing from the hot spring water, full of warmth.

"Ayan, if Ji Yunyuan was standing in front of you today, would you still be so defensive?"

(End of this chapter)