Qin Emperor Ziying

Chapter 354 Nazhuang's Worry

Na Zhuang, who came back to his senses, was not thinking about where Lan Shuliu had gone, but rushed towards the tent where Ziying was imprisoned.

Just now she had heard what the lady said, the person she picked up by accident turned out to be the commander-in-chief of the Qin army!
This time he was strong enough. Capturing the commander-in-chief of the Qin army is not comparable to capturing a small soldier of the Qin army. It must be said that Shanyu will bestow him with a considerable title.

At this moment, Na Zhuang seemed to see a bright future and beckoned to him.

At this moment, he must immediately confirm whether the Qin man who is related to his future is dead or not.

After all, Cai Cai's screams were too intrusive. A dead person cannot be compared with a living commander of the Qin army.

As soon as he entered the tent, even though Na Zhuang was a strong man, he couldn't bear to look directly at him at this moment.

No wonder this Qin Jun, who had been whipped twice by himself without making a sound, uttered such a miserable cry.

I saw that Qin Jun, who was still fully dressed, was already a little disheveled at this moment, and many places were a little dilapidated, revealing the bright red flesh inside.

I walked over and opened it to see that a large area of ​​bright red was intertwined and criss-crossed on the commander of the Qin army. It is really pitiful to see it.

Even Na Zhuang, who was in a hostile state, couldn't bear to watch it.

I really don't know how your lady made Qin Jun like this.

If Na Zhuang knew that there was a magical skill called "Gua Sha", he would not have such doubts. As for the tool, it was just the back of a horn comb found in the corner of the tent.

At this time, Na Zhuang suddenly remembered some things that happened to the noble lady mentioned by the returning cavalry talking and laughing.

It is rumored that the commander-in-chief of the Qin army once...

Think again about the "cruelty" of the noble lady to the commander of the Qin army.

"This rumor can't be true!" Na Zhuang murmured in a daze.

Although there was a feeling of collapse of faith in his heart, when he came back to his senses, he hurriedly filled a water bag from the clay pot and stuck it to Ziying's mouth. At this moment, Na Zhuang was really afraid that Ziying would be killed by Lan Shuliu. I'll die.

Then my own credit has really shrunk greatly, the noble lady is as ethereal as a goddess in the sky, but my credit is real.

Seeing Na Zhuang's water bag sticking to his mouth, Ziying didn't want to drink water at all, after all, Lan Shuliu had already given him enough water when he was there just now.

As for how Lan Shuliu, who didn't bring a water bag, fed the water from the big clay pot to Ziying's mouth, the way it was done was extremely evocative.

Seeing Na Zhuang's performance, Ziying secretly laughed a few times.

"Sure enough, the Huns are stupid and easy to deceive!"

Although she thought so in her heart, Ziying put on an expression that she was about to die, and made a chewing movement in her mouth.

Seeing this, Na Zhuang didn't understand. He threw the water bag on the ground, turned around and ran towards his residence. Qin Jun was hungry.

Although Na Zhuang did not bring much food this time, it was much better than that mouse: a few wild vegetables from the prairie, a small piece of dried mutton hard enough to lay bricks.

Apparently because he was worried that Ziying would be beaten to death by Lan Shuliu, Na Zhuang decided to give Ziying supplementary nutrition.

Although it is far from being able to compare with being full, it is still much better than the dead mouse just now.

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As the wife of the tribal leader, Tu Yuan can be said to be the head of the tribe when the leader is away, but it is really impossible for a small settlement of more than a hundred people to have any important matters.

Whose sheep gave birth to five lambs in one breath, which was a great event to be celebrated in the past.

Who knew that in the past few days, in her opinion, big things would come one after another.

First, the noble daughter of the Zuoda Danghu tribe came to live temporarily in such a small settlement of her own, and then Na Zhuang of the tribe went out to look for the lost cattle and sheep, and was able to capture the commander of the Qin army back.

She Tuyuan couldn't even imagine how much credit this was, but the noble lady Lan Shuliu was also there at the time, so she couldn't snatch this credit.

At this time, the warriors from various tribes had begun to return one after another. As a small settlement close to the desert, the warriors withdrawn from the desert often stopped by to replenish the water source.

Although the men of her own tribe hadn't returned yet, she had sent a returning warrior to report the news to Shan Yu.

When the warrior heard the news, he immediately rode his horse and returned along the original road, regardless of the return journey. This place was not far from Shan Yu's previous stop, and he could arrive there in two days of fast horse riding.

If you pass on such good news, maybe Shan Yu will reward him when he is overjoyed.

As for Na Zhuang, he rolled up a ragged sheepskin and lived in the tent where Ziying was imprisoned. This is the reliance of his happy life for the rest of his life, so he must be optimistic.

This day's dinner, in the eyes of the Huns, the appetite of the lady suddenly became better after capturing the coach of the Qin army.

This night, I asked for fresh and tender roast mutton. Although the conditions of the tribe are a bit difficult, Lan Shuliu's request must be met. If Shan Yu is upset because of poor hospitality, then the sin of his tribe is not a few cattle Sheep can handle that.

It was cold and windy at night, Lan Shuliu put on a fur coat before finishing his meal, and came to the place where Ziying was imprisoned.

"Have you ever punished him?" Lan Shuliu frowned and asked.

Na Zhuang, who was guarding in the tent, shook his head like a rattle.

Not to mention that Lan Shuliu confessed that only she can punish the commander of the Qin army, and seeing the "scarred" state of the Qin army, Na Zhuang dared not do anything again.

This is related to my credit, if I am killed like this, I will lose everything.

"Go out, remember that no one is allowed to come in without my permission." Lan Shuliu continued to order.

Hearing Lan Shuliu's words, although Na Zhuang was very reluctant to go out, he still walked out of the tent worriedly.

It's really worrying for the noble girl to go in, if this person kills me, I will lose all my credit.

When Na Zhuang walked out of the tent, Lan Shuliu immediately rushed to Ziying's side joyfully, and untied his little Wenshu (animal wool) woven coat.

"It's not right at this time..." Looking at Lan Shuliu's actions, Ziying stammered.

Although Ziying has no objection, doing these things in such an environment is really out of tune.

Of course, if Lan Shuliu wanted it, Ziying would never refuse it, after all Mr. Chang'an couldn't bear to refuse such a poor woman.

However, just as Ziying was staring straight at Lan Shuliu's chest, expecting to go further, Lan Shuliu reached into his skirt with one hand, and took out pieces of roasted meat from inside. .

In order to prevent anyone from discovering the abnormality, Lan Shuliu had specially cut the roast lamb into small pieces, and put on a large fur coat on his body.

(End of this chapter)