Nightmare? Chu Ling raised his eyebrows in confusion, but said softly: "It's okay, just wake up." Jun Wuhuan still held Chu Ling's hand tightly, as if he would disappear as soon as he let go of the person in front of him. Chu Ling had no choice but to let him grab it and whisper: "What's going on? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Jun Wuhuan shook his head, hesitated for a moment and said, "I feel uncomfortable all over."

Chu Ling looked at Uncle Yun helplessly, wanting to ask him what was going on.

Uncle Yun snorted lightly, walked up to Jun Wuhuan's forehead and slapped him, asking, "How is it? Are you awake now?"

It is estimated that Jun Wuhuan has never been slapped on the forehead like this in his life, and he was stunned for a moment, "Uncle Master?" Uncle Yun snorted coldly, "You are not very capable? If I didn't come back in time, when Yun Xingyue and Yan'er sent you to the Western Regions, they would probably be directly buried." Jun Wuhuan looked at Chu Ling sitting beside the bed with a dazed look, as if he had finally woken up, "A Ling..."

Chu Ling knew that Jun Wuhuan was afraid that before he had fallen into a coma, he finally woke up after being scolded by Uncle Yun.

He couldn't help but smile at him and said, "It's me, I'm fine."

"You... are you okay?"

Chu Ling nodded and smiled, "I'm fine, it was Nangong Yuyue who joked with you. Sorry, I didn't think about this matter thoroughly. I should have thought that Yun Xingyue would not be at peace." Jun Wuhuan shook his head slowly, "No... A Ling, you're fine, you're fine!" He wanted to get up as he said, but he was really weak at this time and couldn't do it. Chu Ling leaned over and leaned on his shoulder and said softly, "Well, I'm fine, so you can't have anything to do." Jun Wuhuan nodded seriously, feeling very happy. If it weren't for his body being really weak, he even felt that he could jump out of the bed and hugged A Ling to earn a few circles.

Uncle Yun looked at him with a look of spring in an instant, but his brows that were slightly frowning still relaxed a lot.

There was no outside rumor about Jun Wuhuan's wake, but only a few close people knew. However, the matter of sending Jun Wuhuan to the Western Regions was opposed by Jun Wuhuan himself. Jun Wuhuan was the kind of person who could not be idle for a moment. Even though his health was not well, his mind was awake, he refused to rest for a moment. Even though he didn't know about Tuoba Yin and Tuoba Xingye, he still insisted on completing the Qingzhou defense deployment that he had not been able to complete before he was unconscious. However, leaving Qingzhou to go to the Western Regions, he found Jun Wuhuan's firm opposition.

Chu Ling rarely showed displeasure to him, but neither of them could convince each other, and they were in a stalemate for a while.

"A Ling." Jun Wuhuan sat on the bed, looking at Chu Ling who was busy reading at the table not far away but refused to read him, and Chu Ling raised her eyelids and looked at him lightly, then lowered her head to continue reading. Jun Wuhuan sighed and said again, "A Ling, let's talk."

Chu Ling raised his eyebrows slightly, put the book in his hand aside and looked at Jun Wuhuan and said, "Let's talk."

Jun Wuhuan stretched out his hand and "Come and sit down."

Chu Ling refused to move and still sat upright at the table. Seeing this, Jun Wuhuan did not force her, but lifted the quilt and got out of bed by himself. Before he could get out of bed, Chu Ling had already stood up and flashed to the edge of the bed, and said angrily: "What are you doing?" Jun Wuhuan laughed and said, "A Ling refused to come, so I had to go over by myself."

Chu Ling glared at him angrily and stuffed him back, "You are relying on the good deeds of me to you!"

Jun Wuhuan smiled, reached out and held her hand that covered her with a quilt and said, "Yes, I rely on the favor of His Highness the Princess."

"..." Can the Lord Cangyun City say such words, so he didn't consider his image? But he was still a little angry and couldn't help but poke his face, "Jun Wuhuan, do you want to look in the mirror to see how sick you are? If you become ugly, I don't want you."

Jun Wuhuan shook his head, "Don't look."

Chu Ling finally rolled her eyes and said that she had nothing to say.

Jun Wuhuan reached out and pulled her to her side, sighed softly and said, "A Ling, don't lie to me, I know the situation is not as good as you said, I can't leave you alone at this time." Chu Ling disagreed and said, "What's wrong? We have stood firm in Qingzhou. The people of Northern Jin have been seriously injured this year. Even if they want to retake Qingzhou for a while, I'm afraid there is no hope. If you only defend but not attack, don't you believe us?"

Jun Wuhuan shook his head and asked, "Where is Tuoba Yin now? You won't tell me that Tuoba Yin died under the cliff, right?"

Chu Ling was stunned and suddenly felt bad. After Jun Wuhuan woke up, she never mentioned Tuoba Yin again from beginning to end. But she forgot to overcorrect the mistake. Too deliberately avoiding it is a problem. Before Chu Ling could speak, Jun Wuhuan had already said: "Tuoba Yin should have had nothing to do before. If something really happened, Qingzhou would probably not be so quiet now." Chu Ling frowned and said: "Is there any inevitable connection between Qingzhou Anjing and Tuoba Yin's accident?"

Jun Wuhuan raised his hand and stroked her beautiful face and smiled, "With Tuoba Yin's personality, if he was still in Qingzhou, he would definitely not be quiet now. If Tuoba Yin is gone, Tuoba Luo's biggest pillar will be cut off, and Tuoba Luo will definitely find ways to find him and ask him to go back to Tuoba Xingye. And... Unless we can kill Tuoba Xingye before this, Tuoba Xingye will sooner or later return to the Northern Jin Dynasty. So... Ah Ling, will you face Tuoba Yin or Tuoba Xingye in the future?"

Chu Ling was silent for a long time before sighing and leaning against Jun Wuhuan's shoulder, "I can't deceive you no matter how you."

Jun Wuhuan whispered: "Actually not."

"Hmm?" Chu Ling looked up in surprise.

Jun Wuhuan said: "When I was in a coma, I could vaguely hear some of your voice."

"..." So, how much did you hear? Chu Ling said in his heart, but he didn't want to ask this question for a moment. Jun Wuhuan obviously didn't mean to explain in detail, but just said: "Faced with Tuoba Xingye, even in my heyday, I had no chance of winning. How can I feel assured to let you face it alone?"

"But..." Chu Ling frowned, "You are now..."

Jun Wuhuan said, "Even if I can't go to the battlefield, I can still give you some ideas. A Ling, I can't let you face these dangers alone forever. If so, what else do you want me to do?" Chu Ling frowned slightly. Before she could speak, Jun Wuhuan had already reached out to take her into her arms, leaned against her ear and whispered: "A Ling, think about what kind of mood would you feel if our positions were interchanging?"

Chu Ling frowned and said, "But if you..."

Jun Wuhuan laughed and said, "I will try my best to live longer, but... if I let me go to the Western Regions alone and let you face Tuoba Xingye alone, I would rather not wake up. Ah Ling, believe me once." Even if I want to die, I hope I can die in front of you. This may be a kind of selfishness, but he really cannot accept that he disappears in front of him or in places he cannot see.

"A Ling."

Chu Ling was silent for a longer time this time, and finally nodded and said, "Okay."

Jun Wuhuan gently stroked her black hair with her fingertips and kissed her, "Thank you, A Ling."

"It seems that Miss Ling has changed her mind." After coming out of the yard, Chu Ling heard Yun Xingyue's smile sound after walking a few steps. Turning back, he saw Yun Xingyue sitting on the wall behind him and smiling at him. Chu Ling turned around and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Young Master Yun?"

Yun Xingyue jumped down from the wall, patted the white clothes on her body and smiled, "I thought with Miss Ling's personality, she would rather knock Jun Wuhuan out than send him away."

Chu Ling turned his head slightly and thought for a moment: "Originally... I really thought so."

Yun Xingyue raised his eyebrows, "How did you change your mind?" Chu Ling shrugged and said, "I don't know, I just suddenly felt... maybe I could take a gamble." Yun Xingyue smiled and said, "Actually, someone else told you, right? But obviously only Jun Wuhuan can tell you. I also think it's better not to be arbitrary. Otherwise, with Jun Wuhuan's personality, the result may not be satisfactory." Neither of these two people are easy to play with, but they got together. Fortunately, Jun Wuhuan convinced Chu Ling himself, otherwise no matter when Jun Wuhuan ran back halfway or something happened in the end, just thinking about Yun Xingyue would feel a headache.

Chu Ling felt a little embarrassed, "I am very arbitrary?"

Yun Xingyue said: "That's not, Jun Wuhuan's affairs... care will be messed up. I know what you are worried about, and Jun Wuhuan has also talked to me. My father and I think you can try it. Anyway, no matter what, it will not be truly treated until the end of the year. In Jun Wuhuan's words, if you can last until the end of the year, you will be happy. If you can't hold on until the end of the year, it will be useless. Instead of making him worry about you being unable to sleep or eat in the Western Regions, it's better to take some risks now."

Chu Ling nodded and smiled, "Mr. Yun, thank you. Jun Wuhuan is lucky to have a junior brother like you." Although Mr. Yun is very unreliable in some aspects, as a doctor and Jun Wuhuan's junior brother, he is quite reliable.

Mr. Yun hummed proudly, "Of course, do you think this young master is a cheater like Nangong Yuyue?"

Tuoba Yin's death brought temporary peace to Chu Ling and others, but it was different for Baili Qinghong. Although Baili Qinghong, near Qingzhou, is the only one who controls the power of the Clan and the Southern Army, there are still many Clan generals in the army who are not everyone convinced Baili Qinghong. Especially when the news of Tuoba Yin's death came, many generals believed that Baili Qinghong deliberately changed the direction of the attack and did not support Tuoba Yin, which led to Tuoba Yin's death. For a while, the relationship between the Clan and the Southern Army was unprecedentedly tense, but now the Southern Army generals supported by Baili Qinghong are not afraid of the Clan. As a result, the conflict between the two sides became more and more intense. Even Baili Qinghong was the initiator of these conflicts, and sometimes he couldn't help but have a headache.

"Your Majesty, the fight started outside!"

Baili Qinghong was so annoyed by the noise outside that he planned to ask someone, but someone came outside to report.

Baili Qinghong frowned and said, "Who is fighting again?"

The soldier who reported the message said, "It was the people of the Clan who fought with their brothers."

"How many people?" Baili Qinghong asked.

"Several, hundreds..."

“…”

At this time, the entrance of the Northern Jin camp was like a battlefield. Although it was not yet enough to move swords, all the men with tall heads and big horses were really furious. Even with bare hands and fists, hundreds of people fighting with the Southern Army, cursing and fists flying together, yellow sand and blood. There were still many people around who were watching the excitement and cheering and not satisfied with watching the battle. It was no wonder that they were outside the camp and the central army tent could still be heard into Baili Qinghong's ears at the center of the camp. Those who didn't know thought it was the Apocalypse who attacked again.

"Beat him to death! Beat the Nanman to death!"

"Fight! Kill the barbarians of the Bian tribe! The Southern Army is mighty!"

"Try hard! Fight!"

Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, even the generals on both sides became a little anxious. After all, whether it was the Southern Army or the Clan cavalry, the fights in the army were strictly prohibited, and they could not make it possible to blame them. If a person was killed, it would be a problem. However, such thoughts also made some of the Clan people more and more dissatisfied. When would they start to worry about whether they would kill the Southern Army? Since the former Clan Army has always been their flesh shields and slaves.

Some of this dissatisfaction gradually shifted to Baili Qinghong. After all, if it weren't for Baili Qinghong's existence, how could the Southern Army be as arrogant as it is now? Baili Qinghong also killed their King Shen. Now that he has the military power of the Clan, can they still be better?

Humans are born with paranoia of being victimized, and this idea will not disappear easily as long as it appears.

"Stop!" A cold voice sounded, but it did not attract the attention of most people. Those who should be beaten were still beaten, and those who should be scolded were still scolded. The generals of both sides were still standing aside and jumping their feet in a hurry but could not do anything about it.

A figure quickly scattered into the crowd, and a silver light suddenly appeared, and a sharp sword energy divided the people who were originally fighting together into two parts. The originally noisy gate of the camp was silent, and many people who were fighting together even forgot to let go of each other. Everyone looked back at the upright man standing in the field, followed the sword in his hand, and a ravine three or four feet long and two feet deep appeared on the ground. There were still a few unlucky people who had no time to avoid the blood swept by the sword energy.

Someone took a breath in secret and stared at the person in front of him and did not dare to speak.
Chapter completed!