It was he who shouted threats at Liang Yuzhou and launched two surprise attacks, firing sneak arrows at him.
But he wasn't stupid. He knew that even though Liang Yuzhou wanted revenge, he wouldn't act at this moment.
He had thirty brothers under his command. The two men were wary of each other.
Xu Mufeng didn't say a word. He gave Song Wanchu a respectful smile and then directed his men to set up camp.
He fired a bright red firework into the sky.
It was a signal, telling the other squads that they could stop searching.
Song Wanchu gently tugged at Liang Yuzhou's arm.
Liang Yuzhou immediately understood what she meant.
It was getting dark and the light was dim. Xu Mufeng hadn't noticed yet that Liang Yuzhou was blind.
It was better that he didn't know. A fully - intact Liang Yuzhou in his eyes would be more intimidating.
The cavalrymen were very efficient. On the flat ground, they cleared away the gravel, set up tents, and lit a bonfire.
Xu Mufeng invited Song Wanchu to rest in the tent and personally presented her with a woolen blanket.
The army - issued blanket was crudely made. The wool pricked at the skin, but given the limited conditions, this was the best he could offer.
He stole a cautious glance at Song Wanchu.
This young lady had skin so fair and delicate that it seemed to break at a touch. Her waist was as slender as a willow branch, and she walked with a graceful, delicate gait. Every part of her exuded an air of delicacy.
It was said that she also had a heart condition.
She was like a delicate porcelain doll.
Xu Mufeng was very worried that this young lady would make things difficult for him.
But Song Wanchu said nothing. She took the woolen blanket and immediately covered Liang Yuzhou with it.
The tent was very small, just big enough for two people to lie down. One had to bend over to get in and out. His tall frame filled the small tent.
He closed his eyes to rest, and Xu Mufeng sensed a faint danger. He pulled his feet back a bit.
"Miss Song, please wait a moment. The food will be served soon."
Just as he was about to leave, Song Wanchu called out to him. "Do you have any medicine for arrow wounds?"
Xu Mufeng didn't want to waste medicine on treating Liang Yuzhou's wound. With a straight face, he lied, "We left in a hurry. My brothers and I didn't bring any. Please forgive us, miss."
Song Wanchu sneered. "You are cavalrymen. Horse - riding and archery are your basic skills. You carry bows and arrows with you every day. But when you're on a military campaign, you don't even carry medicine for arrow wounds?"
The muscles on Xu Mufeng's face twitched a few times. He could hardly maintain his smile. "We just didn't bring any today."
Song Wanchu stared into his eyes without blinking.
Xu Mufeng felt a bit guilty under the scrutiny of those clear, bright eyes.
She was clearly a delicate young lady who knew nothing of the world, but why did he feel that there was a kind of wisdom and understanding in those eyes that he couldn't deceive?
"General Xu, my father was also a military general. He trained cavalrymen. For cavalrymen, medicine for arrow wounds is like their second life. You're telling me that when you came out with the Crown Prince on such an important mission, you didn't bring any medicine?"
Xu Mufeng never expected that this frail Miss Song would know so much about military affairs!
Seeing that he still refused to admit it, Song Wanchu's smile took on a threatening tone. "When I get back, I'll definitely ask the Crown Prince. His elite cavalrymen are so careless. Is it because he has poor judgment in choosing his men, or is it because you, the general, are so forgetful?"
Xu Mufeng felt all the hairs on his body stand on end. He quickly forced a flattering smile. "Miss, please wait a moment. I'll go and ask the brothers."
He left the tent and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
Such a beautiful woman, but the words that came out of her red lips were so terrifying!
Not long after Xu Mufeng left, he brought back the medicine.
There was hemostatic powder, herbal ointment for reducing swelling and dispelling stasis, and even gauze and clear wine.
He put down the things and quickly scurried away.
Only then did Liang Yuzhou open his eyes. His pupils were unfocused, but there was a strong smile in his eyes.
"Aren't you good at seizing the opportunity?"
Knowing that he was teasing her, Song Wanchu ignored him. She untied his clothes and began to treat his wound.
Although it was a through - and - through wound, fortunately, the bones and tendons weren't injured.
She dipped the gauze in the clear wine and wiped the blood around the wound.
Liang Yuzhou couldn't see her, but he could feel the tenderness of her fingertips.
There was also a deep scar on his shoulder, a sword wound.
Song Wanchu suddenly remembered that more than a year ago, she had fled with the concubine - release letter in her hand. Liang Yuzhou had been waiting for her and caught her at the farm.
The Crown Prince had tried to stop him, but without blinking an eye, he had charged into the Crown Prince's sword.
He had said that as long as he was alive, Wanchu would never fall into another man's arms.
The Crown Prince had backed down.
Liang Yuzhou was too crazy. No one knew when he would do something completely unexpected.
Song Wanchu thought that perhaps this was the difference between him and the Crown Prince. The Crown Prince always weighed the pros and cons. He would attack, but he would also retreat in a timely manner.
There was always something called "the overall situation" in his heart.
Liang Yuzhou had it too, but when it came to matters related to her, he never hesitated or weighed the pros and cons.
She was his "overall situation", firmly occupying the top position.
A sweet feeling welled up in her heart.
Liang Yuzhou's wound was gaping. Song Wanchu was extremely careful and gentle in her movements.
"It doesn't hurt," Liang Yuzhou suddenly blurted out.
Song Wanchu blushed slightly. "I didn't ask."
"Yeah, I know. I'm just afraid you'll feel bad."
Every word he said seemed to be stepping on her heartstrings.
Taking advantage of the fact that he couldn't see, Song Wanchu gave a bright smile.
Such a shameless thing to say, but she felt happy when she heard it.
Liang Yuzhou's hand reached for her thigh and squeezed it a few times.
"What are you doing!"
His hand was slapped by a soft, smooth little hand.
Liang Yuzhou showed a helpless expression. "Give me the injured foot."
It turned out she had misunderstood him.
Blushing, Song Wanchu placed her right foot in his palm.
"We're an old married couple. Why are you blushing?"
Liang Yuzhou said with a teasing smile.
Song Wanchu's face turned even redder. She stubbornly retorted, "Who's blushing?"
"You're too shy. You can't take a joke."
Song Wanchu wanted to cover his mouth, but it was too late. He smiled tenderly, as if immersed in beautiful memories. "I can't see you blushing now, but I remember every time you blushed."
Like a water lily just plucked by a flower - picker, the shy lowering of her head.
It made him crazy and infatuated, sinking deeper and deeper.
Liang Yuzhou groped for her shoes and socks and took them off.
He only gently touched the swollen area, and Song Wanchu instinctively pulled her foot back in pain.
The entire ankle was so swollen that she could hardly feel the bones. Her fair skin was stained with large patches of purplish - blue. Even Song Wanchu found it shocking.
She bit her lip and tried not to make a sound.
Liang Yuzhou scooped up a piece of the herbal ointment, warmed it in his palm, and gently massaged it onto the swollen area.
"Does it hurt?"
"It's okay. The bones aren't injured. It's just a bit swollen and hot."
Liang Yuzhou heard Wanchu say in a cheerful tone.
However, her rapid, gasping breaths had already betrayed her pain.
Liang Yuzhou's technique was very skillful. The herbal ointment melted on her skin and seeped in. The blood circulation accelerated, and the pain was greatly reduced.
Just as she put on her shoes and socks, Xu Mufeng personally brought in the food.
"We're on a military campaign. The conditions are simple. Miss, please make do with it."
Xu Mufeng was holding a big, toasted pancake, a bunch of beef jerky softened by the fire, and a bowl of wild - vegetable soup made from local ingredients.
Song Wanchu didn't reach out immediately. "Why is there only one serving?"