Without practicing the Hehuan skill, the crazy leader has infinite charm

Chapter 212 The Tragic Spy

Yao Jia was pushed into a tent. Just as she was about to look around, she was rudely forced to sit on a stool.

"You'd better behave yourself!" Gu Yi shouted sternly.

He finally remembered who this spy looked like: Nangong Jiayao, his young master's torturing fiancée.

This spy was most likely sent by the enemy to confuse his young master, so he had to keep a close eye on him.

Yao Jia was furious, "Who of us is dishonest? Dare you touch me again and see."

Gu Yi was furious. When did he touch her? "He is simply blaming me. The spy is really cunning, despicable and shameless. He tells lies without thinking."

"Despicable, treacherous, shameless, you are the ones who are talking about me! I sneaked out of the barracks to take a shower, but you still call me a spy. Don't be so shameless, you are just a villain!"

Gu Yi sneered, "Yes, we are using you to exonerate you, but you are not innocent. Are there any good people passing by in the sky? And a fairy... with your appearance?"

Yao Jia was choked by his words and was speechless for a moment.

She was powerless to refute it. After all, she was indeed "passing by" from the sky, and she was afraid that Gu Xiyan would recognize her, so she made her face look like neither human nor ghost. She didn't know how to explain it.

Gu Yi ignored her and walked out of the tent, leaving a message: "Just stay here and wait for my general to find out your identity, then I will punish you!"

Yao Jia sat on the stool, feeling confused.

I don’t know why I am so unlucky. Not only was I teleported to this damn place, but I also met Gu Xiyan and was arrested as a spy.

I touched my stomach and remembered that I hadn't eaten for the whole day.

Her stomach was growling with hunger, which made her feel a little upset.

There was no one in the tents on either side, so he simply relied on the residual images of the formation in his mind to set up a formation to teleport himself back.

Yao Jia closed her eyes, tried hard to recall the pattern of the teleportation array, and drew the array diagram on the ground.

However, no matter how hard she tried, she could not remember how to draw the last few parts.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead and he wailed in his heart.

What? My mind was stuck.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps outside the tent. Yao Jia's heart tightened and she listened attentively to the movement outside with bated breath.

The footsteps got closer and closer, and finally stopped outside the tent.

His heart was in his throat, fearing that someone would discover that he was secretly setting up the formation.

However, the person outside the tent did not come in. He just whispered a few words to the guard and then left.

Yao Jia breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly used her feet to clean the formation on the ground.

Now I can’t remember the complete formation, and the teleportation secret book was lost on the way here. I have to find a way to escape from here.

My stomach growled again.

I secretly cursed why this military camp treated prisoners so badly.

Even if you are a spy, you should treat yourself well. If not give yourself a set of clean clothes, you should at least give yourself a hot meal, right?

He walked to the curtain and raised his hand to lift it, only to see a soldier standing outside with a tray on which were food and a set of clean clothes.

Yao Jia: …………

Could it be that he heard her voice?

The soldier saw her coming out and handed her the tray.

"The general ordered you to eat and wash up quickly. He will come to interrogate you in person in a moment."

Yao Jia's mouth twitched, she took the tray, thanked him, and turned into the tent.

Although the food was crudely prepared, it was hot.

He stretched his neck and managed to finish eating, then simply wiped his face and hands with a handkerchief dipped in water.

Looking at the clothes on the tray, it was obvious that they were left over from a soldier.

Yao Jia had been in a military camp in her previous life and knew that soldiers only had a few sets of clothes.

After death in battle, except for armor and underwear, all other belongings, such as outer robes, will be sent back to the barracks and continue to be used.

Could this be worn by a hero who died on the battlefield?

Just wear it, it's your comrade's clothes, what's there to dislike about?

Take off your damp clothes and change into them directly.

After putting on clean clothes, I immediately felt refreshed and comfortable.

He looked down at his sleeves and trouser legs that had grown much longer and sighed helplessly.

I really miss the women's corps I led in my previous life. They carried guns in battle and could embroider after leaving the battlefield, embroidering their favorite patterns on their sleeves.

Even if a person's appearance was disfigured in the fight, others could still recognize who he was by the embroidery on his clothes.

He rolled up his sleeves and trouser legs, sat on the stool, and began to think of a solution.

The military camp was heavily guarded, and she was a "spy". How could it be easy for her to leave without being noticed?

We have to find a foolproof way to leave here.

Yao Jia frowned and fell into deep thought.

Suddenly, there were footsteps outside the tent.

"Stay outside. No one is allowed to enter without my order."

"Yes!"

The curtains were opened from both sides and Gu Xiyan walked in.

Yao Jia raised her head and looked at his familiar yet unfamiliar face, feeling mixed emotions.

Gu Xiyan was wearing silver armor, with a long sword hanging from his waist, and his handsome brows revealed a sense of majesty and coldness.

He walked in front of Yao Jia, stopped, and stared at her with sharp eyes.

"Tell me, who are you? What is your purpose in sneaking into my Daxia territory?"

The voice was deep and powerful, with unquestionable majesty.

Yao Jia opened her swollen eyelids.

A spy will die quickly, but if Gu Xiyan knows who she is, wouldn’t she die even faster?

After weighing the pros and cons, he threw up his sleeves, collapsed on the ground and started crying.

"General... I... I am really not a spy..."

Her face is now swollen, and after crying like that, her facial features are squeezed together, which is really unbearable to look at.

Gu Xiyan frowned, turned away, and said coldly: "Speak nicely. If you explain clearly, I will not hurt you."

Yao Jia sniffed and rolled her eyes at him.

But his eyes were narrowed into slits and he couldn't open them even if he wanted to.

She groaned and said, "General, don't listen to what your subordinates say. I came here after traveling thousands of miles to find my husband..."

Hearing this, Gu Xiyan looked towards her.

I was a little stunned when I saw it.

Yao Jia had just cried, and the swelling around her eyes was reduced a lot, revealing a pair of clear and flawless eyes.

Gu Xiyan looked at her clear eyes and felt a little shaken.

Her tone became less harsh, "If you are looking for your husband, why are you in Emerald Lake?"

This question caused Yao Jia to cry even harder. She cried and said, "General, please forgive me. I heard the news that my husband died in battle in my hometown a few months ago, so I walked all the way here..."

Yao Jia covered her face with her sleeves once again, thinking: I don’t need to tell you what’s next, you should be able to figure out why I’m there by your own imagination.

Sure enough, the next moment, he heard soft sobbing sounds coming from outside the tent.

Yao Jia was secretly happy. Look, look how good my acting skills are.

"What's your husband's name?"

When asked this question so suddenly by Gu Xiyan, Yao Jia's heart moved. This was exactly what she had been waiting for.

"My husband's surname is Wei, and his name is Liang."

When Gu Xiyan heard the name, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes, but then he regained his composure.

He looked at Yao Jia deeply, as if trying to see something from her eyes.

"Your husband... is Wei Liang?" he asked in a deep voice, with a barely perceptible tremor in his voice.

Yao Jia was secretly proud of himself. Who would have thought that, right? The names of all the generals who died on the battlefield and made contributions would be reported to the Tianxing Pavilion for salvation.

Wei Liang was the minor soldier who died in the initial battle. He was of average status, so naturally, people would not pay too much attention to him if he pretended to be his wife.

Unexpectedly, Gu Xiyan's next words struck her like thunder.

"But Brother Wei told me that he has never been married."

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