Forgotten Legend of the Bloodied Flower



It's a strange feeling.

Nan Hua had to admit that the more she stayed in this world, the more feelings returned slowly to her previously cold heart.

And the most important thing.

She's free here.

Perhaps, she had only started to slowly digest the true meaning of this word after a long period of time.

"Nan? Come over here, you need to bandage your injuries." Nan Luo saw his twin sister looked absent minded and couldn't help but called out.

"I can treat it myself."

"What are you talking about? I will help you."

"Are you sure?"

"Why?"

"The location is…"

"Forget it, I'll wait outside." Nan Luo didn't wait for Nan Hua to finish speaking before walking out and wait in front of Nan Hua's tent. He still knew the differences between male and female.

Even if Nan Hua is his twin sister, he definitely didn't want to stay here and do anything that was not allowed.

Nan Hua looked in Nan Luo's direction and there was a faint smile within her eyes.

She slowly focused on her injury to treat it.

…

<Fei Yang Kingdom's side, Long Qian Xing, Nan Luo, and the others' location, the headquarter>

The gong sounded.

And the battle ceased.

Even though there were still some disputes here and there, it had to stop as the two armies from both sides retreated. They were still following this damn gong rule because it wouldn't be easy for them if they were to fight in the middle of the forest overnight.

It was disadvantageous for both sides.

Not to mention, there might be other dangers when they were fighting in the middle of the night.

Tep!

Long Qian Xing took a deep breath and walked into the headquarter. He was technically the last one to arrive because he was busy dealing with General Jue and torture the other party.

It was hard to kill General Jue in one attack, so he kept on targeting General Jue's wound. It was to the point that he caused the other party's wound to deepen and blood splattered. But in the end, the gong sounded and he had to retreat.

Too bad he couldn't kill General Jue.

"Where's Young Commander Nan?" Long Qian Xing asked as he walked inside.

"Replying to General Xing, Young Commander Nan is tending on his adjutant's wounds in his tent."

Adjutant's wounds?

Long Qian Xing's eyes flashed with ruthlessness when he thought of Nan Hua's wounds. Among the people in Nan Luo's army, he should have long guessed that Nan Luo was not a match against General Jue. The only reason why they could last long and held General Jue back should be because of Nan Hua's presence.

Adjutant Nan.

A powerful young soldier who was capable of striking merit in her first large battle back then.

Long Qian Xing had already seen that Nan Hua is stronger than Nan Luo even before he found out about her identity. But knowing that she had to be the one to stand up made him uncomfortable.

This also made him regret not forcing General Jue to the point that the other party had to give up. He felt that the attacks he pressed on General Jue was too light.

"I'll check on him."

"Yes, General Xing."

Striding towards Nan Luo's tent, Long Qian Xing saw many of Nan Luo's soldiers were injured. It seemed that the battle against General Jue's army was devastating for a small army like Nan Luo.

The difference in number and power could not be easily crossed.

"Report! General Xing is here."

Inside the tent, Nan Hua had already finished dressing her wounds. They were all only skin wounds from the axe grazing against her. No matter how fast she was, it was impossible for her to completely avoid that axe that was also fast and powerful.

Right now, she was only fixing bandage on her right wrist since it was under heavy burden for blocking the attack multiple times.

"Please come in." Nan Luo put the medical box to the side and turned to look at the entrance.

Long Qian Xing didn't bother with the etiquette and walked in. He swept his gaze across the room and stopped on Nan Hua. Seeing her bandaging her wrist, he frowned. "Are you hurt, Nan?"

"Replying to General Xing, this soldier is only wounded slightly." Nan Hua didn't even bother looking at Long Qian Xing while still replying in accordance to the etiquette. If one didn't look inside and only heard her voice, they would think that she was following the protocol.

Long Qian Xing was speechless and strode closer. He looked at Nan Hua's wrist. "Sword wound?"

"I'm planning to compress and rest my wrist because it's slightly swollen." Nan Hua finally looked in Long Qian Xing's direction and blinked her eyes. "It's not serious, so you don't have to worry, General Xing."

"I see."

Still, Long Qian Xing felt distressed when he saw Nan Hua's wrist. Because of the bandage, he couldn't see how it looked like, but he could guess that it must be red or purple because it was swollen.

At this moment, he thought that the battle with General Jue just now was truly not enough.

He should have tortured that general much much more.

"General Xing, my adjutant is fine. There's no need to worry about us." Nan Luo was trying his best not to punch Long Qian Xing right now for barging into his tent.

"However, I would like to request General Xing not to arrange for us to meet with General Jue head on again." Nan Luo didn't want to repeat the same helplessness as he had experienced just now.

After so many years, he realized that the training he had was still not enough for him to cross the gap to fight against a general.

He still had to train much harder.

"I will grant your request." Long Qian Xing raised his head to look at Nan Luo. "Tomorrow you will follow Long Xu at the back to protect the border. Zhang Xu Kingdom's revenge might be fierce tomorrow."

"Yes, General Xing."