The little wife of the general's family is cruel and flirtatious

Chapter 13 The Blood Book

Anjiu is the youngest, and she grew up held in the hands of Yingying and others. At this moment, she is trembling all over, as if she is about to kill someone.

Chu Qingyun knew that it was difficult for her to accept it for a while, but now is not the time to be in a daze, Chu Qingyun said coldly: "Don't stand still, the wound burst open, bandage it."

……

When Zhuang Chengru pushed the door and entered, Chu Qingyun was covered in blood, but her face was only ruthless. Seeing bloodshot eyes, it was frighteningly red.

"give it to me."

Chu Qingyun nodded with a dark face, she pushed An Jiu's hand aside: "An Jiu, I know you are sad, hand over An Ying to Doctor Zhuang, we have more important things to do."

An Jiu looked at her ignorantly.

"The person chasing down may still be outside. We must get rid of that person first, otherwise the entire General's Mansion will be exposed to danger."

The cruelty in Chu Qingyun's eyes faded a little, and she patted her head: "Trust me!"

An Jiu shrugged his nose, tears flowed down his cheeks, and nodded vigorously.

Chu Qingyun returned to the room, changed out of the blood-stained skirt, put on black clothes, and ordered Steward Liu to hide all the soldiers in the mansion. The whole general mansion was brightly lit, and it looked like it was festive as usual.

She and An Jiu hid on the tallest sycamore tree in the general's mansion, waiting for the rabbit.

Chu Qingyun clenched his fists tightly, as long as he dared to come, he would never return.

The bare leaves could hardly hide the other party's figure. In order not to be discovered by the other party, she almost pressed her body against the tree trunk.

For two hours in a row, there was no movement at all. Chu Qingyun shook her head to keep herself focused. The other party might be waiting for her to give up.

Her eyes are so bright that even a bird flying by cannot escape her eyes.

In the middle of the night, the bird on the tree outside the back wall of the mansion suddenly woke up.

Chu Qingyun moved her ears, and An Jiu also noticed it, and looked at her.

"Don't be impatient."

Chu Qingyun stared at the tree not far away, and sure enough, a seven-foot-tall masked man in black jumped from the roof.

The man touched into the study.

Chu Qingyun frowned, study?

Chu Qingyun jumped down from the tree, looked through the gap in the study, and saw the other party looking for something on the desk?
After I came, I didn't look for anyone, but ran to my father's study, looking for something?
Chu Qingyun saw the man carefully looking through the military books that his father had read, but the new military books were thrown aside, and he kept reading the old ones.

What can be found in the old military book is worthy of these people's careful search.

Could it be... handwriting?
Chu Qingyun's heart was shocked, no wonder they were able to say so confidently that it was the general's own handwriting, and they should have imitated it by relying on the detailed annotations in the general's military book.

The man in black put a booklet into his arms.

An Jiu wanted to grab it, but she pulled her back.The two flashed behind the door together.

I saw that this person walked straight to the east courtyard after leaving the study room, without any hesitation at all.

The shadow is hiding there. Although the government soldiers have already ambushed, but this person's hand is first-rate, relying on the government soldiers alone, I am afraid that they will not be able to deal with this person.

Chu Qingyun didn't have time to think about it, and directly blocked the man's way.

She grabbed the man's face scarf with her hand, and when the man hid, An Jiu attacked from behind, and the two of them, one in front of the other, instantly pushed him to the ground.

Seeing the man's lips move, Chu Qingyun quickly pinched his cheek.

Sure enough, there was poison hidden between the lips and teeth of the man in black. Before he could bite through, An Jiu's dagger had already inserted into his mouth, picked out the poison, and cut off a piece of flesh on his mouth.

An Jiushan does light work and rarely does anything, but this time he was obviously very angry.

Chu Qingyun flipped through the man's clothes and took out the booklet, "Sun Tzu's Art of War", which was densely packed with his father's annotations.

Just like her guess.

"An Jiu, bring it to the firewood room."

……

Chu Qingyun entered the woodshed after confirming that there was no one else.

An Jiu couldn't speak, so he could only viciously beat him a few times to discourage him.

Chu Qingyun comforted An Jiu, and looked at the man: "Tell me, who sent you here?"

The man turned his face away and said nothing.

Chu Qingyun took off his shirt and was about to put on the iron, but saw the dark pattern of a wolf's head on his chest.

Chu Qingyun avoided the totem, and directly pressed the red-hot iron on his stomach, and a burnt smell spread in the firewood room.

"It's okay if you don't want to say who sent it, but why not tell me, where are the marks on your body?"

The man gritted his teeth and resisted. Chu Qingyun knew that this man had been trained, and she didn't have time to spend time with him, so she handed him over to Steward Liu for interrogation.

Liu Guanjia was born in the military camp, and his methods were ruthless. As soon as Chu Qingyun walked out of the woodshed, he heard screams.

In the east courtyard, Zhiqing was boiling medicine in the courtyard, her eyes were red from the smoke.

Zhuang Chengru was still feeding the shadow with life-threatening ginseng soup.

"What's the matter?" Chu Qingyun stepped forward.

Zhuang Chengru nodded: "It's not very good. Now he is hanging himself with ginseng soup. I have sent someone to look for the snow lotus. If he can find it, the beard can save his life."

"Brother Cheng Ru, you've worked hard. Why don't you just rest in the wing room tonight, I'm afraid... there will be a mistake in the middle of the night."

"Well, don't let him get too excited for a while."

Zhuang Chengru knew that she had something to say to Yingying, so he went out after feeding the ginseng soup.

After Zhuang Chengru left, Yin Ying took out a blood book from his arms with trembling hands.

"Girl, I... didn't catch up, the master's arms... this."

Chu Qingyun took it with a trembling hand: "Don't talk, take a good rest, Dr. Zhuang is very skilled in medicine, and will definitely not let you get into trouble."

"Anjiu, take good care of Shadow."

She was holding the blood book alone, and every step she took was as heavy as if she was tied to a stone. When she returned to the room, she was already dripping heavily, her face was wet, and she couldn't tell whether it was sweat or tears.

The cloth strips were stained with blood, and the large characters on it seemed to be crying.

She looked at the bloody and sharp words, and her teeth came together, making a clicking sound.

"On the [-]th day of the twelfth lunar month, our army fought against the people from the Western Regions to the east of the city. The soldiers fought bloody battles, but their armor was as weak as paper. One hundred thousand of my soldiers resisted the enemy with their own bodies and defended Tairui City."

"On the 25th day of the twelfth lunar month, the great enemy came and attacked our city with fire. Our army risked their lives to protect the people through the flames. Although the combat power was insufficient, we vowed to fight the enemy to the death. When the battle reached 5 people, His Royal Highness suddenly burst into flames Ordered to retreat, resulting in the loss of two cities, and half of the soldiers were killed by the arrows of the enemy's pursuit."

"On the 27th of the twelfth lunar month, the general and the soldiers would rather die in battle than deserters, and lead [-] cavalry to raid the enemy. If I die today, please hand over this book to Your Majesty, and return the innocence of my thousands of soldiers. "

Chu Qingyun's hands holding the cloth strips trembled, she was looking forward to countless times, things would change because of her appearance, maybe the general would not die, her preparations would not be needed, she would not need to plan like that, just do one Carefree young lady, living this life will be fine.

But the fact has not changed, Dad is still dead.

He died not at the hands of the enemy, but at the incompetence and stupidity of his own people.

Holding the blood book, Chu Qingyun was like a flood that had opened its flood gates, and there was nowhere to vent her overwhelming hatred. She returned to the firewood room, picked up the soldering iron and pressed it frantically on the man, instantly filling the table with the smell of burnt.

A howling sound echoed in the room.

(End of this chapter)