Chapter 294: The Thief Who Stole the Country

The gauze curtain stirred.

Lamplight settled on the man's upright back, as the woman in the tent breathed shallowly.

Pei Jue personally wiped her body and changed her clothes, and then fed her the medicinal soup. The young girl was as light as a feather, as gentle as a breeze, seemingly weightless, not even denting the bedding. Her delicate and slender figure could hardly be grasped, and her eyelashes fluttered faintly, exuding a gentle tranquility that intoxicated the long night.

Pei Jue's fingers lightly caressed her cheek, his eyes dark and indistinct.

"General," Zuo Zhong's figure appeared outside the tent, greeting with a bow, "Xiaoman has been found."

Pei Jue turned to glance at him but said nothing.

Zuo Zhong continued, "She was unconscious in the storeroom of the council hall. I have brought her back…"

He seemed to hesitate, "Should we call a doctor to have a look?"