Yan Jing and the generals set up from late at night to morning before they set up.

Let everyone go back and take a break and be ready to fight at any time.

When he went back to see Qingge, Qingge lay weakly, with a sick look on his face. Yan Jing asked Ying'er: "What, didn't you give me food?"

"Look, I've lost weight by hunger."

Qingge sounded like a mockery. He glanced at the princess, but couldn't understand it. He obviously felt pity for him, depended on him, and trusted him before.

Trust him, he knew any of her combat policies.

In a blink of an eye, that's it.

Ying'er said: "Go back to the princess, the granary has been burned, and there is nothing to eat now."

"There are still some food. Our soldiers can't eat it, but can we starve our Qingge?" Yan Jing looked at Qingge with a smile.

Ying'er glanced at Qingge: "Princess, the damn person doesn't need to waste food."

Yan Jing lifted Qingge's quilt and looked at the deep scars where his tendons were broken, but they did not bandage them. Yan Jing asked Ying'er: "Why didn't I bandage Qingge in this palace?"

Ying'er lowered her head and didn't say anything. Yan Jing waved her hand and she went down.

Yan Jing sighed at Qingge, found a bed sheet, tore it into pieces, and said to Qingge: "Maybe they think it was you who burned it, so they don't want to take care of you. It doesn't matter, I take care of you."

"And I have also ordered someone to build a wheelchair for you, and maybe you can get on it in the afternoon."

Qingge's eyes showed sadness, and he said, "You can do anything to me, as long as you can calm your subordinates' emotions." The implication is that he sacrificed for the princess and he is innocent.

Yan Jing raised his eyebrows: "I am very moved, but then again, as a slave, I really can't dominate your destiny."

"If I am unhappy, I will kill you. What can you say?" She raised Qingge's hand, tied it with a cloth strip, and twisted it hard on his wound, causing Qingge's face to twist for a moment.

Wei Yin: "It's amazing, this Qing Ge is not a martial arts master. If you break your hands and feet, you're just a waste."

"It's better, Yan Jing, you have a way, you're much happier than killing him."

Yan Jing smiled and looked at Qingge and endured the pain.

"What the princess said," Qingge gritted his teeth and felt humiliated.

Yan Jing kindly bandaged his wounds with a cloth strip, and each wound was strangled twice. Qingge didn't say a word, didn't shout pain, and was extremely patient.

Yan Jingcai stroked his face, looked at the fine sweat on his forehead, and said, "It makes me feel so distressed."

"I know that the princess is in a bad mood after losing the granary, which can make the princess feel unpleasant. It is also the use of the slave." Qingge thought that the fate of the city was about to be broken is unacceptable to the princess.

"Who made Qingge a native of Zhou?" So the finger pointed at him, and the princess wanted to vent her anger.

It is also a resentment in the heart, faintly touching Yan Jing's pain.

"Qingge, you are so nice." Yan Jing patted his face: "I will treat you well." She took her hand away, walked out, and said to Ying'er outside the door: "Okay."

Ying'er nodded: "Yes, princess."

General Qian came to report that General Lin sent another letter of war to invite the battle. Yan Jing said: "Tell them that if you have the ability, you will attack the city. I will never go out of the city to fight."

General Lin received Yan Jing's reply and smiled.

Someone around him asked anxiously: "General, when will we attack the city?"

"I guess they are busy preparing food. Now is not the time, so wait."

A day has passed, and Qingge's wheelchair has also improved. Seeing the person carrying him to the wheelchair, Yan Jing nodded: "It's very suitable for you."

“It’s tailor-made for you.”

Qingge's face was pale. After the tendons of his hands and feet were broken, there was no medicine for him or her food. The most amazing thing was that the princess bandaged him too tightly, and he felt something was wrong with the wound.

Yan Jing pushed him, and Qingge asked weakly: "Where is the princess who is going to bring the slave?"

"Take you to relax." Yan Jing pushed him into the army. At this time, the soldiers were all sitting on the ground, holding their stomachs and shouting hungry, all of whom were weak and very desperate.

Yan Jing said: "Look, they have nothing to eat."

Qingge didn't say anything, and I don't know what the princess wanted to show him.

Yan Jing said: "Maybe Jicheng will be destroyed tomorrow. Are you considered a traitor to Zhou State? Will General Lin let you go?"

Qingge shook his head: "No, slaves will die."

Yan Jing: "Oh."

"Princess, I'm so hungry, so hungry..." The soldiers looked at her Yan Jing in unison, and Qingge looked at them. Judging from their complexion and expression, they were really hungry.

He really didn't eat it, so he could still judge this little thing.

These soldiers are now half less combat power, Qingge is worried.

Yan Jing hurriedly pushed him away, and Qingge asked curiously: "Why did the princess leave in a hurry?"

"Who knows what they will do if they are hungry?" Yan Jingying.

She pushed Qingge back and left. Qingge went to the toilet on the excuse of handling something herself. Then a bird flew over. When the bird flew away again, it obviously had less feathers on its body.

General Lin grabbed the bird and looked at it, and happily slapped the table: "Okay!"

When Qingge used this method to convey information to him, it meant that something happened to Qingge, but General Lin didn't care. He only knew that the news conveyed by Qingge was good news.

There is really no food there, and the soldiers have been hungry since last night.

In the middle of the night, the soldiers guarding the city leaned on the city tower, weak. After seeing it, the spies from Zhou State went back to report to General Lin.

General Lin wanted to send troops to attack the city, but was grabbed by his subordinates, saying that they had only been hungry for a day and that they still had combat effectiveness. If they wanted to reduce the loss of Zhou State, they would wait patiently until Mingye.

General Lin thought about it and felt that this plan was OK.

Greedy always wants to minimize losses.

In their opinion, it is even more impossible for the people in Jicheng to have food supplies tomorrow.

It's really impossible.

Generally, when food is destroyed, it will take at least a few days to have food. During this period, the enemy must not know that the food is destroyed.

Yan Jing waited all night while dozing, but he didn't wait for the Zhou army to attack the city. He was tired and exhausted, so he went to read the song clearly.

Unlocking the cloth strips that were bandaged by Qingge, seeing that his wound was not very good, Yan Jing said: "Qingge, this place is not as good as the palace. Your hands and feet are probably useless."

He pursed his lips and said weakly: "What a slave deserves."

"Are you hungry?" Yan Jing asked.

Qingge: "Slaves are not hungry."

Yan Jing sighed: "It's a pity that the food was burned out, which made you suffer and them suffer."
Chapter completed!