Commander He said bluntly: "Weak bullshit... You really scared me."
　　Safe for the time being, Zheng Yuheng was also a little relieved. He adjusted his breathing for a while, and heard a soldier beside him couldn't help asking curiously: "Zheng Duyun, your riding skills are okay, but how come this bow..."
　　"I could pull a 100-jin jujube wood bow when I was thirteen years old." Zheng Yuheng said, "I haven't learned the six arts for a long time, and my archery skills are not very good. Sorry for making a fool of myself."
　　He really said it as a modesty.
　　However, this humble remark was really annoying. Not only was the soldier who asked the question stunned, but He Chengfei, who was originally planning to ignore him, couldn't help but snorted. He turned his head and looked him up and down, then looked at Li Zongguang's troops in the distance where the torchlight had dimmed, and said, "If you and Lord Zhang escaped, this man will probably be sentenced to death. Unless he can get the first merit of beheading the bandit leader on the battlefield in the northern border, he will not be pardoned."
　　Zheng Yuheng wiped the blood off his face and body, and took the soldier's wine pot to rinse his mouth. The tip of his tongue still had the spiciness of the strong liquor, but the cold wind blew, and his consciousness was particularly clear: "This is not good."
　　"Why is it not good?" He Chengfei couldn't help asking him, "Since you have committed the crime of killing the court official to escape punishment, you must pay the price for it! There is gain in loss, which is a truth that even children know. When Li Zongguang grew up, Don't you dare to do it but not to take the responsibility? Lord Zheng, don't you feel happy when you hear that the person who plotted to murder you will be put to death?"
　　"It is a pleasure, indeed." Zheng Yuheng was very frank, but then he added, "Li Shande knew such an outcome. This is the front line of the northern border. Who can guarantee that the thousands of people under his command will not rebel? Will it delay the overall situation?"
　　Li Zongguang's name is Shande. It is interesting to say that such a person who eats empty salaries and kills court officials for gold, silver and wealth, not only wants to "bring honor to his ancestors", but also wants to "be virtuous". It is really ironic.
　　After he said this, even He Chengfei came back to his senses, his face was a little serious: "You are right, since that person gave you such a dispatch order, I think the two thousand troops under my command are also prepared for the overall situation. Lord Zheng, just say it, as long as it does not violate the heaven and earth ancestors, and does not violate the principles of monarch and ministers, Old He will listen to you!"
　　Zheng Yuheng made a prompt decision: "Please Commander He, don't rest, we will make a raft to cross the river tonight, and we must report this matter to the commander-in-chief before the battle with the four counties of Kangzhou."
　　"Okay!"
　　...
　　At the same time, in the same bleak midnight, Zhao Qing, who was sitting on the small couch outside the pearl curtain of the bedroom of the Cining Palace, heard a cough and immediately stood up and approached with a candle.
　　Tonight, Zhao Qing, the maid, was on duty. She was just a wine-pouring maid before, and was appreciated and lifted up step by step to become a first-class maid, and then she was on duty as a close attendant and had a name in front of Dong Lingjiu.
　　In addition, Zhao Qing had arranged for the Empress Dowager to send off the young doctor Zheng some time ago, so she became a more prominent person in the Cining Palace. However, she was taciturn and had a cold temper. Apart from being devoted to the Empress Dowager, she actually had no close friends, parents or relatives.
　　And because of this, Dong Lingjiu took care of her a little, and Zhao Qing developed the habit of only paying attention to Dong Lingjiu and loving the whole family, so she also paid attention to and understood Zheng Yuheng. However,
　　this was also the mental journey of most people in the Cining Palace. Nine out of ten secretly regarded the Empress Dowager as an elder and a foster mother. Most of the eunuchs in the imperial city were selected from the common people. With such a lonely life, they met the compassionate heart of the Empress Dowager, and formed such a trend, which was reasonable.
　　When Zhao Qing heard the Empress Dowager cough twice, his heart tightened a little. She walked into the beaded curtain with a small candle in hand, and saw a slender figure sitting behind the screen. She was thin, with only a fluffy fox fur on her shoulders and a candle in her hand.
　　She made some noise, came from the side of the screen, and asked softly: "Has the queen woke up from the cough? The medicine pot outside is warming up the nourishing and lung-moistening soup prescribed by Doctor Zheng for you. I will bring it to the queen."
　　After saying that, she did not leave, but bent down, knelt on the ground to tidy up Dong Lingjiu's clothes, covered her shoulders and arms with the fox fur, and then stood up to leave.
　　Dong Lingjiu called her: "No need, it will disturb seven or eight people and make them unable to sleep peacefully. Pour a cup of tea."
　　Zhao Qing paused slightly, but shook her head and advised: "How can you let Doctor Zheng feel at ease?"
　　Dong Lingjiu remained silent, turning the bracelet in her hand. Seeing that she did not speak, Zhao Qing poured tea first and went out to get the medicine.
　　In fact, Dong Lingjiu was not awakened by coughing. Strictly speaking, she was awakened by a nightmare. Her heart is still beating fast and she feels a pain.
　　But this nightmare was a "spring dream" of lovesickness a moment ago.
　　Dong Lingjiu listened to the military reports and logistics dispatch decisions for a day. Before going to bed, she took out the reports written by Zheng Yuheng and read them for a few times. She didn't know whether she was thinking or dreaming about something. It was also because the handwriting on his injured hand was disturbing. She fell asleep and dreamed of Doctor Zheng not long after. Doctor
　　Zheng's appearance and complexion did not look like he was pampered in the palace. Dong Lingjiu saw that his hands and body were covered with blood and scars. His handsome face, which had always looked a little noble and reserved, was also splashed with blood. His eyes were red and swollen from crying. He was really pitiful.
　　Dong Lingjiu didn't realize that she was in a dream before, so she was naturally distressed. She pulled him into her arms and carefully examined his injuries.
　　Zheng Yuheng seemed to have suffered great injustice. When she looked at him, he would cry silently with red eyes. When she lowered her head and blew on the wound, he would call "Tan Niang" in a low and soft voice. When she applied medicine, he raised his hand to hug Dong Lingjiu's waist, pressed against her shoulder, and said, "It hurts... Hug me..."
　　Dong Lingjiu had no choice but to hug him and wipe the blood off him.
　　Zheng Yuheng was very clingy. When he touched a little wound, he would make a fuss for a while. Sometimes he would say, "The queen has someone else in the capital, and she can't take care of him." Sometimes he would say, "You always forget about me, I can't live outside." When she talked
　　about the sad things, she couldn't help but bury her head in Dong Lingjiu's shoulder, like Meng Jiangnu who cried down the Great Wall.
　　Queen Mother Dong was not afraid of the disobedience of the court officials, nor was she afraid of the world's infamy, but she was afraid of his coquettish appearance of crying in pain. In addition, she really felt that Zheng Yuheng was suffering outside, so she just coaxed him blindly without even a word of criticism.
　　Dong Lingjiu was coaxing her, and just when she realized something was wrong in this dream, Zheng Yuheng lowered his head and kissed her.
　　He really suffered, the two tender pieces of flesh became dry, cracked and bleeding, and a little bit of blood came out, with a very subtle sweetness. Dong Lingjiu just tasted the sweetness, and felt his tears falling, sour and slightly bitter. She felt uneasy in her heart, and just when she was about to move, he held her waist tightly.
　　Zheng Yuheng didn't let her see, just kissed her and cried endlessly. He handed the two pieces of soft flesh to her to bite, loosened his collar, pursed his scarred lips, covered her earlobes and eyes, and stamped them as if leaving a mark.
　　Dong Lingjiu only felt that he kissed her softly for several times, and his arms tightened more and more. The next moment, Zheng Yuheng's breath reached her ears, and his voice was still pitiful, but it was not the kind of pitiful that wanted to be protected, but it seemed that he had lost his mind due to lovesickness.
　　"Mrs. Tan doesn't have me in her heart."
　　Dong Lingjiu couldn't help but retort: ​​"Why do you think so? Are you accusing me of a crime like this?"
　　Zheng Yuheng asked: "Why are you sitting, lying down and doing things as usual, without any reaction at all?"
　　Dong Lingjiu said, "That's ridiculous. Do you want me to resign from my duties and travel thousands of miles to pick you up on the battlefield? What kind of talk is that? You are Daji and Baosi, but I am not King You of Zhou."
　　Zheng Yuheng said sadly, "I've seen it written in secular books that a hero is willing to risk his life for a beauty...even a beauty cannot resist a hero."
　　Dong Lingjiu was almost laughing at him, but the other party's eyes were red and swollen and his eyes were moist, so it didn't seem like a good time to teach him. So she held his face and kissed his forehead, coaxing him, "What kind of books are those? On the battlefield of two armies, there are millions of lives. How can you put your own selfish desires first? Even my life is put behind the overall situation. With your character, can't you understand it?... My dear, I told you not to go, but you insisted on going. If there is a turnaround in this battle, when the time is right, I will ask Minister Xu to pick you up."
　　Zheng Yuheng seemed to be coaxed, and came up to pester her again, insisting on undressing and making love with her. Dong Lingjiu naturally had no intention of refusing. She hugged Doctor Zheng and just loosened the collar of his snow-white inner shirt, and saw a bloody shadow behind him, waving an unclear knife -
　　puff.
　　The sticky bloody smell suddenly burst out.
　　This is why the spring dream turned into a nightmare.
　　To be honest, the degree of horror was beyond reality. Even if Dong Lingjiu was not as emotional as she was, she was stunned for a moment and lost her color. After waking up, her palms were full of cold sweat and she coughed sideways.
　　She lit the lamp and calmed down for a long time. Then she sat by the candlelight in fox fur - she sat like this for a long time before she came back to her senses from the dream and met Zhao Qing's concerned look.
　　Then, Zhao Nushi went out to bring the medicine. Dong Lingjiu held a cup of warm tea in her hand, and her thoughts were floating and wandering. Her mind flew further and further away. She kept thinking and considering, and finally classified this dream as her own hidden worries.
　　However, after confirming that this was a dream, Dong Lingjiu was relieved. She fell into a kind of otherworldly silence, slowly drinking tea and looking out the window.
　　After a while, Zhao Qing brought the medicine up, and the temperature was just right. Dong Lingjiu did not refuse, and picked up the medicine bowl and drank it slowly, and then rinsed her mouth and drank tea as usual. When Zhao Qing came up to add clothes for her, she suddenly said: "Although we are thousands of miles apart, the moon in our eyes is the same."
　　Zhao Qing looked at the frosty moonlight outside the window, and seemed to have some feelings: "The longing for each other is the same."
　　Dong Lingjiu glanced at her.
　　The usually taciturn Zhao maid bent down and sat down beside her knees, her skirt dragging on the ground. She took the initiative to ask: "Your Majesty, are you unable to sleep because you are thinking about others?"
　　Dong Lingjiu held his forehead, very tired but sighed truthfully: "I can't sleep because he scared me." Zhao
　　Qing said: "How could the young doctor Zheng bear to scare the Majesty?"
　　Dong Lingjiu: "He is very scary."
　　"I don't understand." Zhao Qing said, "I haven't had anyone I like yet. I don't understand how Aunt Ruixue is to Ji Duzhi. I don't understand how Aunt Yuewan is determined not to marry for life." "
　　You are still young." Dong Lingjiu said, "Are you sixteen this year?"
　　Zhao Qing said: "I am seventeen."
　　Dong Lingjiu pondered and said: "It's time to be enlightened."
　　"Enlightened to what?"
　　"Well... many women in this world actually don't have the man they love. Their life events are decided by their parents' orders and matchmakers' words. Most of those who make their own decisions like Ruixue have to wear the name of a private marriage that is not legitimate, and most of those who are determined not to marry like Yuewan have to be humiliated for not passing on the family line and having talent but no morals."
　　Zhao Qing couldn't help but nodded, and said, "Fortunately, they are female officials around the queen, so as long as they serve the queen and are loyal to the emperor and the country, all other mistakes can be covered up."
　　"It's not wrong." Dong Lingjiu said, "It's just that the secular view does not tolerate it."
　　Zhao Qing then said: "You never think that it's wrong to have Doctor Zheng by your side, right? Will the queen fight with the secular world for Doctor Zheng, and compete with him in the frosty rain and swords?"
　　Dong Lingjiu pondered for a while, suddenly turned back and glanced at her: "Are you a spy sent by Zheng Yuheng?"
　　Zhao Qing immediately stated his position and clarified his identity: "I am the queen's person!"
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