After I was reborn, I was scumbag

Chapter 23

Shao Guan sat on the main seat, the young man's clothes were slightly opened because he was looking at the wound just now, his shiny and beautiful collarbone was slightly protruding, but the skin under the collarbone had some bloodstains and bruises.

"Reporting to your son, Your Highness said that the injury on his body is not serious, and there is no need to give him medicine." The doctor knelt on the ground and replied.

Murong Xing's eyes lingered on Shao Guan's fair skin for a moment, but ignored the blood stains on his face, and raised his hand to signal the doctor to stand up.

"You go back first."

Murong Xing walked slowly towards Shao Guan while taking out a bottle of wound medicine from his sleeve.

"No matter how short the medicines in the army are, there is no shortage of a bottle of golden sore medicine. If something happens to His Highness at the border, how many people will be affected, is it possible that His Highness doesn't know?"

The plain white porcelain bottle hit the table with a muffled sound, it was the bottle of wound medicine that Shao Guan gave Murong Xing not long ago.

Shao Guan pursed his lips, and the situation in the wounded barracks before the war instantly jumped into his mind, making his expression a little bit cold.

"Murong Shizi said that there is no shortage of a bottle of golden sore medicine in the camp?"

"I don't know if the prince has visited the wounded barracks. The soldiers there have knife wounds on their arms that are so deep that the bones can be seen. The doctors don't give him medicine for sores, they just wrap them with rough cloth."

"If you don't apply the medicine powder, how likely is the wound to become infected and inflamed? I think the prince should know better than Gu, right?"

Murong Xing's face darkened, as if he didn't expect Shao Guan to say such a thing, he was silent for a long time before he said calmly: "This bottle of wound medicine is not the medicine in the army, Your Highness can use it with confidence."

"I told you, there is no need for medicine for this minor injury." Shao Guanli was inexplicably annoyed, and couldn't tell whether it was because of the injury to the soldiers in the barracks, or the tragic situation on the city wall today.

Seeing that Murong Xing was silent, he simply picked up the medicine bottle and stuffed it into the boy's hand.

However, it was just such a slight pull, Murong Xing's blood-stained and dusty face suddenly became tense, the end of his phoenix eyes slightly pressed down, and his sword eyebrows furrowed without a trace.

Shao Guan noticed Murong Xing's abnormality almost instantly, thinking that his shoulder injury had not healed before, and he was fighting on the front line again today, his complexion changed suddenly.

"Murong Xing, are you injured?"

The young man's voice was a little urgent, subconsciously without any cover-up, as if the habits he had developed in his previous life had already been carved into his flesh and blood.

"Shut up." Murong Xing grabbed Shao Guan's wrist with his left hand, preventing him from going outside the camp to summon the doctor, "It's just that the wound on the shoulder is a little cracked, just re-bandage it."

Shao Guan paused, his eyes fell on Murong Xing's hands holding him, those slender and well-knit hands were slightly callused, and the slightly hot temperature blended with the memory in a trance.

"...The orphan asked the guard to give you medicine."

"It's good for the minister to come by himself."

Murong Xing took the scissors on the side of the basin filled with clear water, and cut off the cuffs stuck to the skin by the blood, while speaking slowly.

The blood on the shoulder was blurred, and it was hard to tell whether it was the enemy's blood splashed on it or the wound flowed out.

Shao Guan originally wanted to look away, but Murong Xing's action of wiping away the blood stains seemed too difficult, the young man hesitated for a while, and finally couldn't help but whispered: "Gu... bandage the prince."

In fact, in the previous life, although he and Murong Xing were together almost every day, he never had the opportunity to give Murong Xing medicine, or he never saw Murong Xing injured.

Fighting everywhere, guarding the girder, guarding his young man, always hiding his scars where he can't see, every time he comes back to see him, he always talks and laughs, never mentioning the danger of the battlefield.

Only on the bed at night, Shao Guan would notice the hideous stab wounds and arrow wounds on Murong Xing's body when he was half asleep and half awake.

Or when he dreamed back in the middle of the night, he saw the teenager who was holding him beside him because of the hidden disease left by the old injury, the pain was so painful that he couldn't close his eyes and fall asleep, and his thin underwear was soaked in cold sweat.

Shao Guan wet the veil with water, and wiped away the blood on the edge of the wound little by little. The more he remembered, the more sore the corners of his eyes became.

From the corner of Murong Xing's eyes, he could see the distressed and annoyed look on the young man's face, and while he was in a daze, he moved the bottle of wound medicine under the table.

After the wound was treated, Dong Jiu came in to take away the blood and drained it, and made the bed for Shao Guan, advising him to sleep for a while no matter what.

"Is this battle over?"

"Not yet, General Yao sent people back to increase troops again. The north city gate was almost broken, and the soldiers tried their best to stop it..."

Murong Xing's eyes darkened when he heard Dong Jiu's answer, and interrupted: "For this matter, I will ask Xia Tong to lead troops to reinforce. Your Highness is not skilled in martial arts, so it's better to stay in the camp."

Xu Shi was really too tired, Shao Guan originally thought about lying on the table and sleeping for an hour before going to the north city wall to have a look, but as soon as he closed his eyes, a surge of drowsiness swept over him.

In addition, neither the guards nor the generals wanted to wake him up, so he fell asleep and fell asleep until the next morning.

"Dong Jiu, didn't Gu ask you to wake him up?" Shao Guan's eyes were still sleepy, but his clothes were neatly dressed, "How's the war going?"

There was a lot of voices outside the tent, unlike the previous two days when almost all the battalions rushed to the city wall, the Chinese army camp was quiet.

Shao Guan lifted the curtain and went out of the tent, seeing groups of soldiers patrolling past, he felt relieved: "Have you managed to defend this battle?"

Dong Jiu hurriedly followed, and said with a smile: "Your Highness is wrong, but not just defending. The Wei army killed more than [-] people in this battle, and countless wounded soldiers."

"What about our army?"

"Less than [-] casualties."

There was a smile on Shao Guan's face: "Where are Prince Murong and General Yao now—"

As soon as the words fell, I saw a soldier rushing not far away, with a happy face, kneeling to report.

"His Royal Highness, there is a man from the Kingdom of Wei outside the camp with a group of followers, who said he came to ask for peace. The prince has already detained him, and ordered his subordinates to report."

"Seek peace?" Shao Guan was slightly taken aback, the first thought that flashed in his mind was that there must be fraud.

Now is the critical moment of the war between the two countries, how could Wei Guo be willing to fall short and send envoys to ask for peace?

"Take Gu to have a look." Shao Guan squinted his eyes, and ordered in a deep voice, "Remember to search carefully, and if there is any abnormality, behead him on the spot."

After entering the main tent, Murong Xing and Yao Feng are both in the tent.

"Your Highness, His Highness must have heard about the fact that the Wei people came to seek peace. The old minister thinks that this must be a fraud, so it's better to be more cautious."

"General Yao is right. The people of Wei suddenly asked for peace, there is something strange about it. But since Wei Guo sent an envoy here, it seems that I don't have enough confidence. It doesn't hurt to ask someone to come in."

Seeing what Shao Guan said, Murong Xing did not object, and immediately a personal guard brought a person in.

"The minister is Wu Kun, the Minister of War of the Great Wei Dynasty. He has met His Royal Highness the Prince of Liang, the Prince of Pingxi."

"Master Wu is too polite."

Shao Guan smiled, his eyes turned cold when he heard the footsteps gradually approaching.

Even though the young man was wearing ordinary clothes, his innate royal temperament made people feel faintly oppressed for no reason.

"I heard that your lord is here to ask for peace, what kind of conditions does your country offer?"