you got on my tail

From twilight to the night as thick as ink, Xun Luo had already walked for two hours.

He almost ransacked the capital, and even knocked on the doors of many people, but the people closed their doors and windows tightly to prevent them from sticking to it, and pushed him around like a madman.

That's right, no one is a fool in the chaos of war, who would allow a stranger to stay at home.

But Bai Xuehe is not a fool, he is weak and weak, he can't go far at all, and he will die if he leaves the capital.

"Where did you get this thing?" Two people appeared on the street corner for no reason, one of them was holding a porcelain vase, and the other was standing opposite him and tugging at his sleeve, "Where did you steal such a good thing?"

"I bought it." The man replied, "The emperor later named him a prince. No one went to his mansion in the west of the city. The things were all stolen and sold by servants."

"Bah! That was stolen too!"

The two cursed and went into the deep alley after a while, Xun Luo suddenly thought that there was such a place in the west of the city where he could shelter. Bai Xuehe had a good relationship with Canghua before, so he should be familiar with this place.

Thinking of this, Xun Luo quickly ran west of the city.

In Chengxi Mansion, Bai Xuehe stared at the Xitong ointment tightly, gritted his teeth, really couldn't laugh anymore.

Fu Jiying didn't answer, but still looked at him with interest.

"You mean..." Bai Xuehe had forgotten the honorific title, "After I quit the painkiller ointment, it was King Yan who gave me the medicine?"

"You are really courageous, and you can quit Xitong ointment." Fu Jiying didn't know this, but was a little surprised, "I didn't know you still had this ability."

After saying this, Bai Xuehe didn't answer, and the air suddenly became dull.

"Impossible." A moment later, Bai Xuehe suddenly said, his face drooped, his face was as pale as paper.

He suddenly started to choke, followed by a cough, a one-time attack of hidden diseases for many years, landslides and landslides.

At first, warm liquid smeared on the table, and there were several "ticks", and when he raised his head again, there was black and red pus and blood on the corner of his mouth. After a while, he repeated with all his strength, "Impossible, impossible... "

"When you were in prison, I went to see King Yan and said that you would rather die than admit his guilt. Guess what King Yan said?" Fu Jiying was shocked, but did not intend to stop, "You are so smart, Just now I must have guessed that it was he who told me that there is a thing in the world called Xitong Ointment, which will make people obey what they say."

In fact, Fu Jiying didn't need to explain at all, Bai Xuehe understood it himself.

It's just that he has endured humiliation for so many years, and King Yan's freedom is the only hope that hangs in his heart, but this hope is not only the rope that drags him forward, but also keeps strangling his neck.

"impossible……"

The official career was given by him, so it's fine for him to use it, but why bother to pay for it all his life!

The last stretched thread in my life finally broke, and the blood was like a broken thread of pearls, dripping down continuously.

"At that time, I thought he was trying to save your life, but now it seems that you are just one of his schemes. Whether it is King Yan or Canghua, they are all abandoned by others in the end!"

But no matter what he said, Bai Xuehe still shook his head unacceptably, "Impossible."

Seeing Bai Xuehe's repeated ravings, Fu Jiying gradually lost his patience, and suddenly raised his hand, intending to grab his neck.

Suddenly a cold light flashed across, and Fu Jiying took a painful step back.Only then did he realize that what attacked him was a scabbard.He was about to pull out the saber at his waist, but he was severely hit by the sword in the back.

The saber "swayed" to the ground, Xun Luo was bathed in the morning light, and the magic soldiers descended from the sky.

It's just that in desperation, the sword stabbed very sideways. Although it was extremely painful, it failed to kill Fu Jiying.

Another moment, Fu Jiying stretched out his hand to hold the sword sharply, Bai Xuehe raised his eyes, and saw Xun Luo behind the two of them, his handsome face was dusty.

He tried hard to draw out the sword, but Fu Jiying was holding it desperately, with blood dripping from his fingers, but he didn't let go for a moment.

"Go!" Xun Luo stared at the hysterical Bai Xuehe, "Get out!"

"Bai Xuehe! Don't you want to kill me?!" The defeat was settled, but Fu Jiying started to laugh, dragging the sword forward and blocking the door, shouting: "Come here! Kill me with your own hands!"

Bai Xuehe raised his head sharply, the whites of his eyes were covered with scarlet, and a determined hatred filled his thin face. He had never killed anyone with his own hands, but at this moment he picked up Fu Jiying's saber very steadily, and approached him step by step.

When Xun Luo saw his eyes, he suddenly stopped talking. Maybe he only needed to stab this sword, and the pain in his heart would really subside.

Fu Jiying knew that Bai Xuehe would definitely come, so he just stared at Xun Luo from the corner of his eyes. The moment Xun Luo relaxed, Fu Jiying suddenly let go, grabbed the sword from Bai Xuehe's hand, and forced him straight...

Bai Xuehe suddenly leaned back and fell straight into someone's arms, Xun Luo came back to his senses, and pierced Fu Jiying's chest with a sword.

The sword was impartial and hit the heart. Fu Jiying lost all color in an instant, and slowly sat down against the wall, vomiting blood profusely.

Due to the urgency and the fact that he had already avenged his father, Xun Luo took half a step back and was stunned for a long time before he let out a breath.

"You... are here?" Fu Jiying couldn't believe it, her voice was already very weak, and every word was exhausted.

Cang Hua didn't say a word, took Bai Xuehe, who was still vomiting blood, into his arms, then hugged him horizontally, and went out directly.

"He...can't live...how long..." Fu Jiying panted continuously, adjusted his posture and sat upright, and finally showed the emperor's usual indifferent smile, "In the end...it's still my thing..."

At this moment, the sky broke and the whole room became bright.

King Yan had no plans to spare, and there were evil spirits to help him. He was the upright and upright Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. If he lost to him, he would be despicable and shameless.

It's just that under the whole world, could it be that the king's land...

Fu Jiying really didn't understand why he still couldn't get that boy who was humbler than a dog in the General's Mansion back then?

……

The next day, Xun Luo's army stopped outside the city, but did not move.

Bai Xuehe was still comatose, his face was pale but his whole body was hot, as long as he was covered with a quilt, he would be kicked away.

Cang Hua had no choice but to hold him tightly in his arms.

"It turns out that you found the person on the street corner." Xun Luo put down his sword and brushed up his broken hair, "I was in too much of a hurry. I didn't expect that there were still people chatting on the street."

Cang Hua didn't speak, but tightly held Bai Xuehe's weak hand.

"You showed me the way first, and you followed me in the end." Xun Luo smiled, "Although I don't know what happened to you these days, it can be seen that you still believe in him in your heart. His life is not easy, I hope you cherish it." .”

Cang Hua remained silent.

"sorry."

After a while, there was a faint voice, Cang Hua lowered his head violently, and Xun Luo followed suit.

Bai Xuehe opened his eyes violently, with fear and horror in his eyes, but he didn't leave Cang Hua's embrace, as if he didn't dare.

"I'm sorry, Master." Bai Xuehe didn't know where to look, and continued to apologize in a low voice, but with a somewhat strange title, his voice was muffled and indistinct, "Even if I stole the vase outside, I don't want the monthly money next month." Can you please stop hitting me?"

"What is he talking about?" Xun Luo was taken aback.

"It probably happened when he was a child." Cang Hua frowned, thinking about it: "I remember he said that when he was a child, he worked in General Liu's residence, and this 'young master' is General Liu's son."

"Master, I'm sick." Bai Xuehe was still muttering, stretching out his hand to hold Cang Hua's sleeve tightly, "At least I won't hit me today, my whole body hurts, I'm so sad."

"No one beat you." Cang Hua comforted him, "You didn't steal the vase."

"For no reason, why did it suddenly become like this?" Xun Luo frowned and said, "I'll go get a doctor."

After speaking, he left the military tent.

"Master." After a while, he raised his head again and said with a smile, "Master, the little black snakes in the garden are raised by me, don't let them kill them."

Cang Hua was taken aback for a moment, and after a long silence, he said in a low voice, "Okay, I got it."

Bai Xuehe was finally relieved, lay down with his arms around him, leaned his head against his chest, and fell asleep with his head tilted again.

After a long time, Xun Luo came in with the doctor. The man obviously didn't want to come for treatment, so he came in cursing, and was stunned when he saw Bai Xuehe.

Bai Xuehe was lying on the bed peacefully, with a thin face protruding from the thick black hair, so white that it was somewhat transparent.

The doctor took the pulse carefully, but remained silent for a long time.

"He's always talking nonsense, talking a lot about the past." Seeing that he was still, Xun Luo anxiously described his condition.

"He was already ill, and he was stimulated before, and his energy and blood were confused. Now he will inevitably forget some bad things, and he will only say what he wants to say." The doctor sighed and continued: "As for the pulse condition, the pulse number Big and powerless, it’s empty Yang floating outside.”

Cang Hua gritted his teeth tightly, and Xun Luo immediately asked, "What does this mean?"

Although he asked the question, his voice was extremely soft, and he basically guessed [-]%.

"Deficient yang cannot enter yin, it is rootless fire." The doctor collected all the medicine boxes, and didn't even plan to prescribe a prescription, "Let's treat him better, it's only two or three days left."

"You lied to me, him!" Xun Luo was startled for a moment, then suddenly roared, but only half a sentence was said.

The doctor hurried out with his things, Xun Luo suddenly fell to the ground, trembling hands and feet, trembling lips, but could not make a sound again.

"General Xun, you're here to stay here." Cang Hua's voice was calm and unwavering, "You are the descendant of the first emperor, and now you have to lead troops to kill the rebel King Yan."

Xun Luo was stunned, then stood up suddenly, clenched his hands into fists, the whites of his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and the Jimu sword came out of its sheath instantly, piercing Cang Hua's eyes.

"I have a solution." Cang Hua only raised his hand, and held the blade between his fingers, "You go out first."

"you--!"

Before Xun Luo finished his sentence, the tea suddenly flew out of the cup and condensed into a sharp knife, which happened to get stuck between his eyes.

Xun Luo was stunned.

"I said, I have a solution." Cang Hua lowered his eyes and gritted his teeth, "No matter what, he will survive."