The Poisonous Pet of the Remnant King: The Doctor Concubine Covers the Sky

The night is cold and quiet.

After the war, the people of Hanyang Pass who were still terrified finally couldn't bear the sleepiness in the middle of the night and finally fell asleep. Just after the lights of every house in Hanyang Pass were turned off, there was a loud thunder that woke everyone up. When the [-] troops attacked the city, all the people panicked and packed up their most important belongings, preparing to flee with their families.

"What happened?" Mu Jieyu was also awakened from his sleep, sat up suddenly, saw Bai Wei rushing in, and asked in a deep voice.

"Miss, Bai Su is back." Bai Wei immediately replied.

"Let her in." Mu Jieyu immediately lifted the quilt and got up.

Bai Wei stepped back, and Bai Po stepped forward to help Mu Jieyu get dressed. After Mu Jieyu put on the dress, Bai Su came in dressed in dust, knelt in front of Mu Jieyu and bowed his head, saying, "Miss, The servant has lost his hand."

Mu Jieyu leaned over and personally helped Bai Su up. Seeing the blackness in Bai Su's eyes, he felt sorry for him, so he said softly, "It's okay, you can go down and have a rest."

However, Bai Su did not back down, but continued: "Miss, the little lord of Xiqi was kidnapped by other people, and the servant chased him all the way back, and finally he chased him to Hanjiang City. The servant stayed all night, but did not find a chance to strike, so Hurry back. When the slaves entered the city in ambush, the Xiqi army had already attacked the city."

Hearing the words, Mu Jieyu quickly opened his lowered eyelids, walked slowly to the small window, gently opened the window, and looked from the attic, seeing the torches shaking in the distance and connecting them into a entangled fire dragon, the catkins tightly Holding the window lattice, he murmured absentmindedly: "He, after all, has made a move."

The three of Bai Wei didn't talk to each other, the room became quiet all of a sudden, and the distant sound of fighting flames became clear.

The sound of urgent footsteps came suddenly, followed by a slightly anxious male voice: "Princess, the master asked you to quickly pack up your clothes and follow the humble post to leave the city by water."

Mu Jieyu recognized that it was Zhengdong's voice, so he nodded to Bai Wei.Soon Bai Wei led Zhengdong in.

"Go back and tell Sixth Brother that I won't leave." Mu Jieyu's voice was as soft as ever, but it was not difficult to hear the undeniable absoluteness in her tough tone.

"The county master..."

"No need to persuade." Mu Jieyu gently shook his head, "I won't leave."

In astonishment, Zhengdong forgot the rules, and suddenly raised his head to look at Mu Jieyu.He never thought that a woman could have such determination, courage and courage at such a critical moment of life and death.

"Go and report to your master." Mu Jieyu turned around and said.

Only then did Zhengdong realize his offense, so he quickly lowered his head, responded and left.

"Miss, maybe if we leave first, we can still find a way to save Hanyang Pass." After Zhengdong left, Bai Wei thought for a moment and said to Mu Jieyu.

Mu Jieyu turned his head to look at Bai Wei: "I know what you mean, but I can't leave. If I leave, Hanyang Pass will inevitably fall into internal and external troubles." After finishing speaking, he swept his eyes and saw that the three of them were a little puzzled , So he explained, "There was the army of Western Qi before, and the army of South Fujian later. The only way to survive is to go around Hanjiang City by boat. But have you ever thought about how many ships there are in Hanyangguan and how many people can escape? I am a county Lord, if you fail to share the troubles with the people in times of great calamity, you will completely anger the people who have been chilled not long ago."

[A sister had a miscarriage yesterday, and her family was not around, so we went to the hospital to accompany her for a day and a night.Suddenly I feel that I am not suitable to be an author. There are always big and small trifles. After writing this article, I have to reflect on whether I should continue to write. Every time I stop updating, I feel so guilty that I dare not even comment. I am afraid of being scolded when I go to see it. Although I know that such cases are rare and my dear friends are the most tolerant people, I am still afraid, ╮(╯▽╰)╭, maybe I am really not suitable to be an author. 】