Seeing Han Muxin's curious look, after holding it in for a long time, Ziyuan finally spoke out, but he didn't say it explicitly.
"Actually, when I saw the streets and alleys that time, I remembered a friend not far from Yishifu City, and then I... went to find him."
Listening to this, Han Muxin couldn't help but ask: "Did you find it later?"
Ziyuan shook his head: "No."
Seeing Zi Yuan's appearance, Han Muxin comforted him: "It's okay, no matter how big the world is, we will always find them."
Listening to Han Muxin's comforting words, Ziyuan nodded slightly, looking up at the stars in the sky without saying another word.
After a long time, not knowing what to talk about, Han Mu thought for a long time before he came up with a sentence: "It's cold today, let's go back. We accidentally caught the wind and cold later."
"good."
Ziyuan didn't know whether it was because Ziyuan felt a little uncomfortable seeing this Han Muxin who was taller and younger than him, or something else, but Ziyuan stood up at this time.
After looking at Han Muxin, he walked towards the military camp, still getting ahead of Han Muxin.
After watching Ziyuan walk far away, the maid Cen Rong on the side saw Han Muxin still standing on the ground and asked curiously: "Miss, why did you tell him about the Han Mansion?" ah?"
Looking towards Zi Yuan's far away figure, Han Mu said to his heart: "Don't be afraid, he is not a bad person. I think he is quite good."
When Miss Han Muxin said this, maid Cen Rong didn't know what to say. After all, she had already told him about the Han Mansion.
Just when Han Mu was about to leave, he accidentally discovered something.
This object is lying in the golden straw, long in shape, yes, it is a wooden comb.
Seeing this, Han Muxin took a few steps forward, picked up the wooden comb, and held it in the palm of his hand.
"Miss, why is there a comb here?" Cen Rong, the maid on the side, asked after seeing it.
Seeing that Miss Han Muxin did not answer, she looked at the wooden comb in her hand, seeming to be studying something.
Seeing that Miss Han Muxin did not answer, the maid Cen Rong guessed: "Could it be that he was left behind just now?"
At this time, Miss Han Muxin finally spoke. She looked at the wooden comb in her hand, and then at the maid Cen Rong beside her. There seemed to be a smile on her face: "Rong'er, don't tell him about this. Just Let the two of us know."
maid
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Cen Rong didn't ask any more questions and nodded: "Okay."
Just like that, Han Muxin put the wooden comb back and walked towards the military camp with a smile on his face, heading towards his sleeping place.
At night, the cold wind blew one after another.
The sound sounded like a trumpet, resounding throughout the entire military camp.
The wind was not too strong. The tent was only shaken by the wind, and returned to its original appearance after a while.
At this time, the military camp was completely dark except for the pillars outside that were glowing due to the fire in the brazier.
All the soldiers in the battalion were already in Mengxiang at this moment.
The whole camp was silent.
At this time, Ziyuan, who was sleeping alone in a small tent, suddenly felt some pain in his knees.
This tent can be said to be Ziyuan's own tent.
After retrieving Ziyuan, Chunxu ordered someone to build such a tent so that Ziyuan could have a quiet environment while reading and writing.
The pain in his knee made Ziyuan roll over.
But this rolling did not dissipate the pain in his knees.
After a while, Zi Yuan was so painful that he hammered his knees with both hands, but the pain still didn't go away.
After a while, the pain never dissipated. Zi Yuan, who had been in a daze, suddenly became clear-headed, because the pain dissipated all his sleepiness.
The pain in the knee was indeed very painful, and the pain caused tears to flow from the corners of Ziyuan's eyes.
But in this dark night, it was a very quiet night, and Ziyuan, who was now fourteen and almost fifteen, did not cry loudly because of the pain in his knees, and could only shed tears silently.
Unknowingly, the pillow was moistened by the tears.
After a few hours, perhaps because the sleepiness was greater than the pain in his knees, Ziyuan fell into a deep sleep.
Not long after Ziyuan fell asleep, shouts came.
"Everyone wake up!"
"Don't sleep!"
"Don't sleep!"
"Everyone wake up!"
The shout spread throughout the entire military camp, and not long after, the brothers were seen packing up their belongings, bringing their own weapons, and followed the large team towards the boundary of Shunyuan Mansion.
What's left is the logistics.
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The so-called logistics refers to the logistical support of these main forces. They are responsible for transporting food, tents, etc. to follow closely behind.
At this time, Master Sun Zhicai walked towards Ziyuan's tent.
"Kid, wake up."
"It's time to go."
Normally, Mr. Sun would hear a message from Zi Yuan soon after he shouted, but today he did not hear a message from Zi Yuan.
"child."
"Wake up, it's time to go."
Master Sun shouted again, but there was still no echo.
Master Sun Zhicai had no choice but to leave the small tent and saw Ziyuan still sleeping soundly.
"Zi Yuan?" Sun Zhicai gently shook Zi Yuan.
But Ziyuan didn't wake up at all, and didn't even seem to have the strength to open his eyelids.
Looking at Zi Yuan's figure, Sun Zhicai confirmed that there was nothing unusual, so he called again: "Child, wake up, it's time to go."
After Sun Zhicai's several efforts, Ziyuan blurted out a word.
"pain."
There was a sound of pain, and Master Sun Zhicai hurriedly checked Ziyuan's body, but he didn't see any wounds.
"Where does it hurt?" Sun Zhicai asked gently.
Ziyuan said again in a daze: "Knees."
Looking at Zi Yuan's appearance, his mind should be clear, but his eyelids have not been opened yet.
Hearing Zi Yuan's words, Sun Zhicai stood up in a hurry and said: "Son, I'm going to ask the military doctor to take a look at you. Wait, ah."
After saying these words, Sun Zhicai hurriedly walked out of the tent and found the military doctor.
Military doctors do not fight, so they are also part of the logistics department. They are still in the military camp and have not set off yet.
"Military Doctor Shen!"
"Military Doctor Shen!"
After several shouts, military doctor Shen Longqi was seen running hurriedly.
Perhaps it was because his grandson Sun Chengyuan usually came to see Shen Longqi when he was sick, so the relationship between military doctor Shen Longqi and his master Sun Zhicai became closer.
"Mr. Sun, what's wrong?" Seeing Sun Zhicai's panic, military doctor Shen Longqi asked hurriedly.
"Military Doctor Shen, go check on that kid Zi Yuan. He says he has knee pain. I've looked at it but can't see where the pain is."
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