Zhang Mengqi squatted down and looked at Zhang Xiaoyu dreamily.
The surrounding Sichuan Ziying soldiers looked at Zhang Mengqi curiously, wondering who this woman who suddenly appeared was.
But they were not familiar with Xie Xing and Zhao Long, and they didn't dare to ask anyone, big or small.
But they were not fools. Seeing the woman crying, they also understood the other's affection for Zhang Xiaoyu.
Could it be that this is Mr. Zhang’s acquaintance in his hometown?
Tsk tsk tsk, you are worthy of being Master Zhang. Loulan is marrying one here and there is another person in the family.
A role model for my generation.
Smiles appeared on the faces of all the soldiers.
"Why are you lying on the ground like this? It's too cold. Find a room quickly."
Zhang Mengqi suddenly stood up and said.
"Well, let's find a room in the palace for him to rest."
Xie Xing nodded.
The head of Sichuan Ziying said immediately,
"General, let Mr. Zhang go home and rest. A golden nest and a silver nest are not as good as your own straw nest. The chaos in the palace now is not conducive to Mr. Zhang's recovery. He has everything at home, so he should go home, right here Not far to the south.”
"Okay, find a stretcher and carry him home. We'll go see him when we're done."
"As commanded."
"The injured soldiers of the Sichuan Camp will go home to recover. Those who are not injured will stay. I will send people to go with you to collect the remains of the soldiers who died in the Sichuan Camp. The armors you wear are the same as those of the Loulan Army. We were afraid of getting it mixed up.”
"Zhao Shuai is still thoughtful. Zhao Da, Zhao Er Wang and San Mazi, you guys stay, and the others will follow me to escort Master Zhang home."
"As you command!"
Some of the soldiers found a stretcher, spread out the mattress, put Zhang Xiaoyu on it, and carried him home.
Others followed suit.
Zhang Mengqi followed the stretcher closely, constantly observing his expression.
Zhao Long and Xie Xing re-directed the army and asked them to gather all the prisoners in the square in front of the palace and pile up all the collected supplies.
This kind of thing is very experienced.
It is worth mentioning that the Loulan Kingdom is really very poor. It is far less rich than the Hami Kingdom, and even not as rich as the Luobu Kingdom. It only collects less food and grass, which is what the previous Loulan Army returned to the country to seize. Fortunately, they got it from the country this time. Hami Kingdom has brought enough food and grass.
the other side.
Zhang Mengqi followed the team back to Zhang Mansion, and was immediately greeted by the boy at the door.
When the army entered the city earlier, the boy waited at the door of his house with Zhang Xiaoyu's autographed letter. When the Sichuan army wanted to enter the house and rob it, he told them that this was the home of the Sichuan people, and the Sichuan army let them go.
There were even two soldiers from the Yue Family Army. After hearing that the head of the family was also from the Yue Family Army, they volunteered to stand guard at the door.
Seeing Zhang Xiaoyu's miserable state, the boy was so distressed that he burst into tears and led everyone towards Zhang Xiaoyu's bedroom.
All the way to the door of the bedroom, the servant pushed open the door. Everyone entered the room and saw a tied-up woman on the bed. They were all shocked.
The soldiers of Sichuan Ziying knew Zhang Mengqi's identity, but they did not know that Mrs. Zhang was in the bedroom.
The servant knew that Mrs. Zhang was in the bedroom, but he didn't know Zhang Mengqi's identity.
So, by mistake, the two women met.
Zhang Xiaoyu, who was still unconscious, didn't know that he was already trapped in the Shura field.
"Ouch, ma'am."
The boy ran over quickly, untied the rope from the lady's body, and pulled out the handkerchief from her mouth.
Jialan twisted her sore arm. When she saw Zhang Xiaoyu on the stretcher, her pretty face turned pale. She immediately ran over and shouted,
"Husband, how are you?"
"Madam? Husband?"
Zhang Mengqi's eyes narrowed into a dangerous slit as she looked at the delicate beauty from the Western Region in front of her.
You Zhang Xiaoyu, you really married a wife and had children in Loulan Kingdom!
A woman's intuition made Jialan feel the murderous intent. She raised her head and looked at this Sichuan woman.
From the other person's eyes, she seemed to understand something.
"Who are you?"
Jialan frowned, took the lead and asked.
However, Zhang Mengqi did not confront her tit for tat. She was now focused on Zhang Xiaoyu, and without even looking at Mrs. Zhang, she directly ordered the Sichuan Ziying soldiers to put Zhang Xiaoyu on the bed.
"After you put him down, could you please help get some warm water, and I'll clean Alang's wound."
Zhang Mengqi gave instructions to the soldiers of Sichuan Ziying.
When the soldiers heard this, they opened their mouths and didn't know how to address each other, so they had to cup their hands and run out quickly.
They felt the same murderous aura as the Shura field in the bedroom.
This kind of murderous aura is even worse than the murderous aura they had when they fought bloody battles with the guards in the palace.
It's terrible, it's terrible.
I hope Mr. Zhang can handle this matter well after he wakes up.
After everyone ran out, only three people were left in the bedroom.
Zhang Xiaoyu was lying on the bed, unconscious.
Zhang Mengqi sat beside the bed, frowning.
Jialan stood aside, looking at him and then at her, wondering what was going on.
Why did a Sichuan woman suddenly appear!
Jialan took two steps forward and slowly said,
"Girl, this is my husband and I's bedroom, not a place to entertain guests. Please move to the living room. Someone will serve you tea. I will take good care of your husband."
Jialan spoke very politely, but her eyes were sharp and cold, staring at Zhang Mengqi.
In the past, her country was destroyed, her family was destroyed, and her husband was betrayed. She was indeed determined to die and wanted to die.
But when she saw this Sichuan woman, she suddenly didn't want to die anymore. She was inspired to fight and defend her sovereignty!
Only then did Zhang Mengqi move her gaze from Zhang Xiaoyu to Jialan.
She carefully looked at the Loulan woman in front of her. She had big eyes, deep eye sockets, and fair and delicate skin. She was a beautiful beauty from the Western Regions. She also had elegant manners and gentle manners. It was obvious at a glance that she was the daughter of a wealthy family.
Jialan was also looking at her.
Wearing coarse linen clothes, her hands are covered with calluses. Although her skin is barely fair and beautiful, there is no trace of rouge and gouache. At first glance, she is a woman from a poor family.
Thinking of this, Jialan couldn't help but feel a little proud, feeling that she was one step ahead of the other party.
However, just when Jialan was feeling proud, Zhang Mengqi directly let her break through her defense.
"Why were you tied to the bed just now?"
"I……"
Jialan's aloofness broke down in a second, her face was filled with shame, anger and embarrassment, and then she glared at Zhang Xiaoyu fiercely.
"Girl, it's a little inappropriate to say this. Why don't you tell me who you are?"
Jialan tried to win back the game.
"Did he tie you up because he was afraid that you would commit suicide?"
Zhang Mengqi asked again.
"snort!"
"It seems he still cares about you."
"He doesn't care about me at all! He only cares about himself, and he just wants to use me!"
Jialan, who had broken her guard, could no longer suppress her emotions and roared out with all her grievances!
Some people died, but not completely...
