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That is Winter Bamboo Shoot, a girl who had served her for a while during the city-building. At this moment, she was wearing a soldier's uniform, looking at her timidly, with a hint of sadness on her face.
She hurriedly pulled her to a secluded spot, checked that no one was around, and then asked, "What are you doing here?"
Winter Bamboo Shoot replied, "I came with the army and have been hiding in the kitchen all along."
"I told you to go home. Why didn't you return?"
Suddenly, Winter Bamboo Shoot knelt down and kept bowing her head. "Please don't blame me, Miss. I was ordered to follow you and naturally did not dare to leave on my own."
San Chun sighed inwardly; indeed, it was not a coincidence that she encountered her. From the city-building to now, she had been following her all the way.
"What is your purpose?"
"Winter Bamboo Shoot is grateful for your kindness and cannot forget it for a single day. However, my master has given orders, so I must follow you."
"Who is your master?"
"It is the State of Zhao...?" She realized something halfway through and quickly fell silent.
The State of Zhao? "Is it Ji Xun?"
Winter Bamboo Shoot lowered her head. "No."
"Then who is it?"
"Forgive Winter Bamboo Shoot for not being able to disclose that."
San Chun nodded. "So what do you want from me?" Her sudden appearance in front of her surely wasn't without reason.
Winter Bamboo Shoot hesitated. In fact, these words were not what her master had instructed; it was just that she had been with San Chun, who treated her very well, making her feel guilty. She must be very eager to know about the recent events in Handan City.
She gritted her teeth and said, "Please, miss, return to Handan. The Crown Prince is in trouble."
San Chun was startled. "What happened to him?"
"The Crown Prince has been imprisoned on suspicion of treason. I just received the news and hurried to inform you."
"What?" San Chun couldn't believe it. He had just been named Crown Prince less than a year ago; how could such a serious matter arise?
She absolutely did not believe that Ji Xun would commit treason. With his character, he wouldn't even want the throne if it were handed to him. He accepted the position solely for the sake of his parents; how could he possibly rebel?
Thinking this way, she couldn't help but scold herself internally. Not long ago, she thought he was vain and would turn into a different person after becoming Crown Prince, but now she was actually speaking well of him. However, upon careful consideration, it was clear that he could not have done such a thing. It was just that his position was too coveted, making him a target for others.
"Winter Bamboo Shoot knows that you are concerned about Ji Xun, young lady. If something were to happen to him, you would surely be heartbroken. If you return to Handan now, you should be able to see him one last time. This is the only thing Winter Bamboo Shoot can do for you; I implore you..."
After that, San Chun could no longer hear anything else. Her mind kept repeating the phrase "maybe I can see him one last time... maybe I can see him one last time..."
Could it be that Ji Xun was really going to die?
That young man in white clothes, pure like an immortal—was he really going to vanish like this?
Although she had thought on the day she left that he wouldn't have a good ending, when the reality hit her, she still felt very sad inside, repeatedly thinking, "I must go see him, I must see him one last time."
But was it appropriate to leave now? To abandon all these soldiers and go meet that ungrateful person?
She hesitated in her heart when Zhong Xue sent someone to find her, forcing her to temporarily set this matter aside.
She told Winter Bamboo Shoot not to linger in the army any longer; no matter what she needed to do, it was ultimately unsafe for a girl.
Winter Bamboo Shoot had tears in her eyes as she softly said, "Don't worry, I have never betrayed you."
San Chun nodded and gently patted her hand. "I believe you." The person who sent her here must be blind; what could she possibly have that others wanted? She was curious to know.
She told Winter Bamboo Shoot to find a place to hide, then went to see Zhong Xue. The war was intense right now. He should be the busiest at this moment. Why was he looking for her?
In the Central Army Tent, Zhong Xue sat in military attire at the commander’s desk, looking very excited. As soon as he saw her, he smiled and said, "Come here, I have good news for you."
San Chun blinked. "What is it? Did the Wei Army win a battle?"
"Not exactly, but it's not far off." Zhong Xue spread out a sheepskin map and explained how to attack and defend, detailing how to break through Yancheng.
As San Chun listened, her mind wandered elsewhere.
Zhong Xue, filled with enthusiasm, gestured animatedly. When he looked down and saw her sitting there in a daze, he couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with you?"
San Chun shook her head and replied wearily, "It's just that being out there in battle makes me feel a bit tired."
"Is it because you're too idle?" Zhong Xue joked. "When the Yan Army has nothing to do at night, we just count our fingers in the barracks."
San Chun pouted. "Who caused our idleness? Just sitting around makes me feel tired."
"If you're tired, go rest. Otherwise, you shouldn't stay here. Every day filled with anxiety and suffering from the wind and sun isn't worth it. You might as well go to the Wei Kingdom. I have residences in several cities there; you can choose one to stay for a while. After the war is over, I'll come find you."
San Chun bit her lip, unsure of what to do. She refused to go to his residence, but if she could use him to leave, that would be acceptable. However, could she really abandon everything here?
It was currently a time of conflict; the Yan Army was in an awkward position between two armies, and now Pang Wan was under supervision. While she was present, Zhong Xue would hold back because of her presence; if she were gone, there was no guarantee he wouldn't use these thousands of brothers as stepping stones for his own ambitions.
If he destroyed these thousands of men, it would make it easier for him when he decided to attack the Yan Kingdom in the future.
Who is Zhongxue? You can tell what she is thinking by looking at her expression. She smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, since you have left people in my hands, you won't cause any trouble to them. Otherwise, you will just watch." As many people as there are here, I will repay you as many people as I want after the war.” San Chun is really moved. He is also a person who does what he says. Since he has made a guarantee, he will never slap himself in the face. Still a little hesitant, softly said: "You let me think about it again." "Okay, you think about it and tell me." Zhong Xue nodded and pulled her to sit in his arms, his head leaning on her shoulder, as if She took a breath as if she was enjoying it. "You smell so good." San Chun raised her arm and smelled it. She had not taken a shower and it smelled like sweat. She smiled and said, "Where does it smell?" "It smells everywhere, especially here." He gently stroked his palm under her body. San Chun couldn't help but blush when she thought of him kissing her private parts, and said softly: "This is Central Army Tent, you'd better be more disciplined." on, hands had reached into her clothes. Catch-up Jin was in a good mood, but he was a little full of lust, especially holding her, which reminded him that he hadn't touched her for a while. The military uniform was wide and easy to reach in. His palm slid in along the waist of his pants and was sticking to her crypt, she felt a heat rushing up from underneath, making her cheeks slightly red. Thinking that she had to leave anyway, she took him as a reward promised to him this time. Thinking like this, she let him touch her body. Zhongxue Seeing her comply, he became bolder and reached out to pull her profane pants. In order to facilitate fighting, the uniforms in the army are two pieces, upper and lower, and the trouser belt is tied with a rope. With a gentle pull, the lower body is smooth. He spread her legs and looked inside, but saw a pink top that was as wet and tender as a spitting calyx, trembling slightly. A ** appeared under the coverage of the two huā petals on the left and right, and they were spitting foam. He couldn't help but feel a big move in his heart. His evil fingers covered her secret and gently rubbed them at the entrance. Soon his thumb was wet and his thumb was sliding greasy. His fingertips gently fucked her red and swollen private parts, and Youquan quickly wetted his fingers, and two thick and long fingers were inserted into her hole.
The secret passage was red, swollen, and so narrow that it was difficult for him to even lift his fingers. He couldn't help but sigh in admiration, then inserted another finger, rotated two fingers, and stretched her open. The fingers that were teasing the slit of the penetrated into the petals and rubbed wantonly between the two lips. His movement was too sudden, and the vagina contracted sensitively, and the shameful wetness overflowed from the depths under the rub of his fingers. San Chun couldn't help but shrank back, covered his private parts and shouted shyly: "Don't be like this, what if someone comes in?" Zhong Xue hummed, "Let's see who has the courage to look." He His interest was aroused, and he didn't want to let her go at this moment. As soon as his fingers touched the plump breasts, a flash of fire flashed across his black eyes. He pulled his fingers away, letting her look at the sticky substance between his fingers. San Chun's face was on fire. He seemed to be becoming more and more sensitive. He felt his whole body agitated when he gently picked her up. She moaned softly, wanting him to enter her so much. Zhong Pick it up, rub it as much as you want. Her private parts felt sour and pleasurable due to his friction. Her breathing became more messy, and she moaned softly. She tightly grasped one of the patient's legs with both hands, her body almost unable to control herself. Zhong Suck. He couldn't help but move his long fingers, and his thumb also moved to squeeze the tender core. The tender flesh twitched due to the twitching of the thick fingers, and also sucked the fingers tightly. Every twitch rubbed both sides of the flower wall, drawing out the liquid. The long fingers couldn't help but speed up the sliding, followed the vagina, inserted another finger, put the two fingers together, and pumped freely into the water hole. The thin core has been rubbed until it is swollen and bright red, and the two petals open and close with the pumping of the long fingers, revealing the bright red color.
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