Xiao Feng looked towards the entrance of the tent with cautiousness.

“Don’t worry, that person man was knocked unconscious by me. He won’t wake up for a while.”

Xiao Feng was relieved, without hesitation, he knelt in front of Hu Feng and said: “Hhu Dage, my father is a good man. He is not a spy, he can’t be a spy. Hu Dage, please, please help me.” Originally, he would never dare to say these words to others. He would never dare to say it to people he just met.

“Spy?” Hu Feng looked at the other prisoner lying beside to Xiao Feng’s father. In this tent, there were two spies?

Xiao Feng busily replied: “No, he is not a spy. My father is not a spy. He is a good man.”

Hu Feng asked, “What is your father’s name?”

Xiao Feng didn’t hesitate and blurted out: “My father’s name is Zhou Gang.”

Hu Feng’s body slightly shook, his heart skipped a beat: “Zhou Gang? Zhou Gang, the deputy commander of the Cavalry Army?”

Xiao Feng was shocked: “How do you know that my father is the deputy commander of the Cavalry Army?”

Hu Feng didn’t respond to him, he hurriedly pulled Zhou Gang’s body over and swept away the messy hair on his face. His skinny and bone face was scarred, but no matter how much it changed, he can still recognize that face of him.

Xiao Feng started to cry again. His father, who was once a mighty soldier, has become like this now.

Hu Feng said to Xiao Feng: “Don’t cry, hurry up and get the water sac from the guard outside.”

Xiao Feng wiped away his tears and went away.

Hu Feng put his hand on Zhou Gang’s chest and gave him some internal energy. He gave him internal force until he woke up.

Zhou Gang slowly opened his eyes and saw an extremely familiar face. In the past, it was extremely familiar but now seems a little strange.

This is a dream. This must be a dream.

He closed his eyes again, as his heart remained in silence. Perhaps, his life will come to an end, so God pitied him and let him see the person he wanted to see the most before he dies.

Xiao Feng ran in and handed the water sac to Hu Feng.

“Is my father awake?” Xiao Feng asked.

Hearing Xiao Feng’s voice, Zhou Gang opened his eyes immediately. As expected it was a dream, only in the dream, he could see Prince Jin and his son, who he always think about.

Hu Feng took the water sac and put it close to Zhao Gang’s lips. Hu Feng wet his mouth first and let the water flow when he opened his mouth on his own.

When the cold water slipped from his dry throat, Zhou Gang’s consciousness gradually became clear. The figures in front of him became clearer and clearer. And he also could no longer ignore the pain from his body.

This isn’t a dream?

Zhou Gang swept his eyes to Xiao Feng and Hu Feng again and again: “This, isn’t a dream?”

Hu Feng has always been tough, but at this time, his eyes couldn’t help but redden. He nodded his head on Zhou Gang and said: “This is not a dream. Zhou Gang, you are alive, thank you, thank you for being alive.”

Zhou Gang reached out and grasped Hu Feng tightly. His eyes became blurred from tears. The appearance of the man in front of him became blurred again: “Your Highness, you’re back, you ‘re finally back.”

Hu Feng kept nodding: “Yes, I’m back, I, Chu Yan came back!”

Zhou Gang wiped away the tears on his face and sat up with Xiao Feng’s help. He pointed his finger to the man beside him and said: “He is Fu Zheng. There were originally ten of us here. But now, only the two of us are left.”

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