Helian Zhen tilted his head slightly and gave a subtle look to his trusted subordinate beside him.
The subordinate understood immediately and withdrew at once.
Helian Zhen put his arm around Hua Jing and walked in. Suddenly, Hua Jing turned around and didn't walk steadily, bumping directly into his wound.
His face contorted in pain. "Hiss..."
Hua Jing quickly supported him, her beautiful eyes wide open. "Your Majesty! Are you okay?"
Seeing blood seeping from Helian Zhen's wound, Hua Jing was both angry and anxious. She lashed out at the people beside them. "What are you standing there for? Go get the medicine quickly!"
Then she turned to Helian Zhen with a look of remorse on her face. "Your Majesty, let me help you in."
Her attitude towards Helian Zhen was always different from that towards others. A secret sense of pride welled up in Helian Zhen's heart. He smiled and said, "It's just a minor injury. I'll have it re - bandaged later..."
"I'll apply the medicine for you!" Hua Jing volunteered.
Helian Zhen was suspicious at the moment. How could he let her touch his wound? He was still weak now. What if she harbored evil intentions and poisoned the medicine? He wouldn't be able to defend himself.
"No need," he looked down at her. "You've traveled a long way. You'd better rest earlier. I've had someone prepare hot water. Go wash up first."
Hua Jing was dissatisfied. "You don't trust me?"
Helian Zhen frowned. "Don't be naughty. Be a good girl and go wash up."
Seeing his impatience, Hua Jing snorted and angrily lifted the curtain of the tent and walked in.
The trusted subordinate stepped forward and said with some concern, "Your Majesty, you're injured now. Maybe it's better to let the Lady stay in a separate tent?"
Helian Zhen's face darkened, but he shook his head. "I'll only feel at ease if she's right in front of me."
On the grassland, although he doted on her, he had always been vigilant towards her. She was spoiled, but she had never done anything to harm him. As time went by, he gradually let his guard down.
However, her arrival this time was rather strange. It was such a long journey. Although she knew a bit of martial arts, it was only mediocre. Was she really that lucky to arrive here safely?
Helian Zhen gave a deep look at the fluttering curtain of the tent, hiding the suspicion in his eyes, then lifted the curtain and walked in.
If it turned out that she was innocent, he would apologize to her and never doubt her again.
To get here from the grassland, one had to pass through a forest. The trusted subordinate rode his horse along the way. When he noticed some faint hoof - prints on the ground, he knew they were left by Hua Jing's horse.
He continued forward, following the faint traces deep into the dense forest. Suddenly, he saw bloodstains on the ground. He was shocked. He urged his horse a few more steps forward and suddenly saw the corpse of a wolf.
The wolf was emaciated. It seemed to be a lone wolf and rather old.
There were several cuts on its body. One could clearly see the traces of a fight with a human. The fatal wound was in its throat, where a dagger was deeply embedded, stained with fresh blood.
The subordinate dismounted and walked forward. With some effort, he pulled out the dagger.
The person who killed the wolf wasn't very accurate. The dagger had even penetrated the wolf's throat bone and got stuck. That person must have stabbed it in a panic. When they found the dagger was stuck, they didn't dare to pull it out forcefully. They took the opportunity when the wolf lost its mobility and ran away.
The subordinate quickly deduced what had happened at that time. His vigilance towards the suddenly - arrived Hua Jing gradually faded.
The traces of the fight could never have been left by a skilled man. Judging from the strength, it could only have been a woman.
It must have been Hua Jing.
He wiped the dagger and put it on his waist, planning to take it back for Helian Zhen to see.
He kicked the wolf's corpse away, casually scattered some soil on it, then mounted his horse and continued forward.
Suddenly, there was a movement in the tree behind him. After a while, a figure jumped down and rolled their eyes at the wolf's corpse on the ground.
Rude Huns!
Inside the city.
Chen Tingfeng was guarding Chen Xuan. He opened the bandage on Chen Xuan's shoulder to check. Seeing that the wound was showing signs of healing, he personally changed the medicine.
Suddenly, Chen Xuan opened his eyes. His voice was still hoarse, but he started to speak. "Be gentle. Do you want to kill your old father with pain?"
Chen Tingfeng looked down at him. "If you know it hurts, why did you go to the battlefield? How many lives do you have?"
His wound had become inflamed repeatedly because it was constantly torn and couldn't heal properly. Coupled with the hot weather and the sweat seeping in, it had become extremely serious.
In the past few days, Chen Tingfeng had been giving Chen Xuan medicine to calm his nerves, allowing him to replenish his qi during sleep. Now that he had the energy to argue with him, he must have gotten much better.
Chen Tingfeng withdrew his hand and washed it in the washbasin beside him.
Chen Xuan turned his head to look at him. "You said in the letter that you were sure you could kill Helian Zhen directly. How?"
That day, Chen Tingfeng had sent a letter to him, telling him not to go to the battlefield. He had his own way to kill Helian Zhen, and he should wait until he arrived.
But Chen Xuan still went.
Chen Tingfeng had been rather angry these days. His father was still in a coma, and there were people in the capital trying to harm the Marquis's Mansion. Even setting a fire in the Hun camp couldn't relieve his hatred.
He glanced at Chen Xuan lying on the bed. "It has nothing to do with you. Just rest at ease."
"You brat," Chen Xuan couldn't help scolding him. "You won't even tell your father?"
Chen Tingfeng knew exactly what kind of person Chen Xuan was. If he told him, Chen Xuan would surely be brooding over it these days, which was not good for his recovery.
He ignored Chen Xuan and walked out of the door on his own.
The adjutant sneaked in. "My Lord! You're awake!"
"Look like a thief!" Chen Xuan was still angry and vented his anger on the adjutant directly. "Speak up if you have something to say!"
The adjutant scratched his nose. "I just wanted to ask if you're hungry. The Heir Apparent has asked the kitchen to stew a chicken. I guess it's for you, My Lord. If you want to eat, I'll go and fetch it now!"
After working with Chen Tingfeng for the past few days, the adjutant had gotten a good understanding of his character. He was cold, but he treated his subordinates like Chen Xuan did, being both strict and lenient, and very good at giving a carrot after a stick.
The kitchen had suddenly stewed a chicken today. When he walked over and asked, he found out that it was Chen Tingfeng's order.
Chen Tingfeng was not a person who enjoyed luxury. It was obvious who the chicken was for.
The adjutant couldn't help saying, "The Heir Apparent is really kind to you, My Lord. He has been taking care of you these days when you were in a coma. He usually stays with you until midnight, for fear that something might happen to you."
Just now, Chen Tingfeng had walked out without closing the door. Obviously, he had left the door for the adjutant. Otherwise, how could he have gotten in so easily?
The adjutant smacked his lips and thought that it was quite good to follow the Heir Apparent.
Chen Xuan saw through his thoughts at a glance and sneered. "I'm his father. Isn't it natural for him to take care of me?"
Although he said so, it was obvious that he was quite satisfied with his son.
"Alright, go to the kitchen and get the chicken soup."
He had to recover quickly. There were too many military affairs. Chen Tingfeng was still a bit unfamiliar with them since he had just taken over. He had to get better soon to help him.