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  "Sorry, Miss Yuemei, I didn't know it would be like this. Is everything all right?" Liu Feng asked with a hint of apology.

  The woman in front of him was named Huang Yue Mei, the younger sister of Zhuge Liang's wife, Huang Yue Ying. She had met Liu Feng before when he went to visit Huang Cheng Yan's mansion.

  At that time, Liu Feng was amazed at the greatness of Huang Chengyan's old man. Two daughters born to a mother, one is extremely ugly and the other is elegant and likable, with a difference between heaven and earth, it is really hard for people to think that they are two sisters.

  Huang Yue Mei's emotions gradually subsided, her tightly knitted eyebrows relaxed, but her face was still flushed due to the poor circulation of blood. She bent down and picked up the small box that had fallen on the ground, her lips lightly parted: "It's my fault, I should have called out before entering. Young Master, please sit down, let me take a look at the wound on your back."

  She opened the wooden chest, which was neatly stacked with bandages and other medical supplies. In the Battle of Nagakute, the Liu family army suffered countless casualties, with over 300 wounded soldiers collected at the Hanjin Ferry alone. The number of medical personnel accompanying the army was far from sufficient, so many wives and children of civil and military officials had to join the medical team to make up for the shortage of manpower.

  Yesterday, the one who treated Liu Feng's injury was just an ordinary doctor. Unexpectedly, today it turned out to be Huang Yue Mei, and he even called her in such a rude manner, making Liu Feng feel quite uneasy in his heart.

  "It's just a minor injury, no need for Miss to worry." Liu Feng said with a decline.

  "As a young master of noble birth, your injury is no trivial matter, please sit down first."

  Huang Yue's eyebrows were lowered as she carefully arranged the items in her medicine box, laying out bandages and other things one by one. She had a serious and responsible look on her face, seemingly having already forgotten about Liu Feng's earlier offense. Her attitude alleviated Liu Feng's awkwardness, and he stopped being bashful, sitting down with his back to her and opening up the robe that covered his upper body, revealing it to her eyes.

  Originally, this body was born with a strong and healthy physique, with smooth back, solid but elastic muscles neatly arranged, showing masculine strength.

  Huang Yue Mei's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and her eyes revealed a few hints of shyness. However, her expression was calm and composed, strongly suppressing the feeling that shouldn't be there. She focused her gaze solely on Liu Feng's wound, and with both hands carefully and gently unwrapped the blood-soaked bandages one by one.

  When the last bandage was unwrapped, Huang Yue's expression couldn't help but take a deep breath, and her high chest heaved again with tension.

  That one wound that cut into the skin three inches deep, neatly as if measured with a ruler, seemed to have not experienced any friction of flesh and blood at all, but was completed in an instant. Although the surface around the wound had already begun to form dark red scars, carefully searching deeper into the wound could still see the fresh flesh color.

  Huang Yuemei came to herself from her daze, took out the golden ointment and asked: "Young Master's wound is quite different from others, I wonder what kind of weapon caused it?"

  "A sword that can cut through iron like mud."

  "It turns out the rumor was true."

  "What rumor?" Liu Feng's curiosity was piqued, and he suddenly turned his head, which happened to pull on the wound, causing him to grit his teeth in pain.

  Huang Yue Mei hastily pressed down on his shoulder: "Young Master, don't move around randomly. I've only heard that Young Master's weapon was cut off by a precious sword, which led to Ah Dou being thrown off the horse and getting injured. Now that I see Young Master's wound, it turns out there really is such a sharp instrument."

  So that's how it is.

  Liu Feng sighed: "It seems that many people think I didn't take good care of my brother, Miss Yuemei, do you think so too?"

  Liu Feng didn't casually ask her just because of a rumor, Huang Yue Mei is a member of the Huang family, and Zhuge Liang is also the son-in-law of the Huang family. The views of the Huang family members to a large extent also represent the views of Zhuge Liang. For this person who is Liu Bei's most trusted advisor, Liu Feng would certainly not ignore his views about himself.

  "Of course not, Ah Dou is the younger brother of Da Gongzi, how could Da Gongzi not take good care of him?" Huang Yue Mei's answer was very concise and her tone did not reveal any intentional concealment.

  Huang Yue's answer made Liu Feng slightly relieved, but this does not mean that he was at ease with Zhuge Liang. He knew well that in history, Zhuge Liang had played a great role in pushing and helping Liu Bei to kill "Liu Feng". For such a person with rich political means, Liu Feng would never relax his vigilance.

  After a cup of tea, Huang Yue Mei changed his dressing and re-bandaged him. Liu Feng's spirit was freed from the pain caused by changing the medicine, and suddenly heard some noise outside the tent, so he asked: "What happened outside? It seems to be very lively?"

  "Zi De Gongzi has arrived from Jiangxia, bringing many warships and troops."

  The "Zi De Gong Zi" she mentioned refers to Liu Qi, the eldest son of Liu Biao. Before his death, Liu Biao appointed him as the governor of Jiangxia and stationed him at Xiakou Pass. This man had control over 10,000 troops and hundreds of warships, and also controlled the strategic waterway where the Han River meets the Yangtze River. His strength was not to be underestimated.

  Huang Yuemei said, putting away the medicine box, stood up and walked to the entrance of the tent, slightly bowing her head towards Liu Feng: "Since the young master's wound medication has been changed, I will take my leave first."

  "Thank you, miss. Take care." Liu Feng bowed his hands in return and was about to see her off when he suddenly felt something unusual and hastily shouted: "Wait!"

  Huang Yue Mei, who had already walked out of the tent, turned around and looked at Liu Feng with a puzzled expression: "Young Master, is there anything else you'd like to instruct?"

  "Something's off, something's not quite right, can you feel it?" Liu Feng's expression became increasingly stern, his sword-like eyes revealing a terrifying signal.

  "What's wrong, young master? What happened?"

  Liu Feng suddenly transformed from a gentle young master to a warrior as if he were on the battlefield. His inexplicable words and the tense aura emanating from his entire body made Huang Yue Mei feel extremely uneasy.

  Suddenly, Liu Feng was lying on the ground, ignoring the dust all over the floor, and pressed his ear tightly to the ground, as if listening to something.

  Liu Feng's feeling of abnormality was an instinctive response that only a warrior would possess, the ever-changing situation on the battlefield made him feel even the slightest change in his surroundings several times more intensely than ordinary people.

  At the moment of bidding farewell to Huang Yuemei, Liu Feng felt that the ground under his feet was slightly trembling. He bowed down and listened carefully, from the very depths of the earth, a faint, rhythmic sound was coming, as if a sleeping giant dragon was trying to break through the soil with its sharp claws and burst out of the ground.

  That sound is growing louder at an extremely fast rate. In just a short moment, it has spread from being faint and fragmented to a loud rumble.

  Liu Feng's eyes suddenly filled with bloodshot.

  Cavalry is approaching!

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