wait for another year

According to Xuanyuan Hui's instructions, Suan Ni waited bitterly at the gate of the city for an hour and a half, and the honored guest that Xuanyuan Hui said came late - was actually the Huihe national teacher he had met twice.

Huihe Guoshi came here in low clothes, and he was not polite when he saw him, he just walked to the tent in a hurry, "How is your highness Wangfei?"

Suan Ni knew that he had a close relationship with Xuanyuan Hui, so she answered honestly: "I have been in a coma for two days, the fever persists, and the wound is bleeding. The military doctor said it is very dangerous."

The national teacher nodded, opened the curtain and went in, and saw Xuanyuan Hui sitting on the edge of the couch, quietly holding Zhao Xu's hand, his face reflecting the candle flame, which was flickering.

"My lord."

Xuanyuan Hui raised his eyes and saw him arrive, and stood up to meet him. The moment he got up, his figure swayed slightly, he frowned, and could barely hold himself back, "I'm grateful for the help of the national teacher who has traveled thousands of miles."

The national teacher pressed his pulse door, "The prince hasn't slept peacefully for a few days?"

"An Mian?" Xuanyuan Hui smiled wryly, "It's been three days and I haven't closed my eyes for a moment."

Without further ado, the national teacher directly knocked him unconscious with a knife in his hand, and said to Suan Ni, "Help him to rest."

Suan Ni was stunned, but she was ordered to move Xuanyuan Hui aside.

Xuanyuan slept in the dark for a long time, and when he woke up, it was already daylight. Before he could wash up, he went to see Zhao Xu, and saw that although he was not awake yet, there was a lot of blood on his face, and his pulse was much more stable, so he was relieved Organize your appearance and go to find the national teacher for dinner.

"My lord." The national teacher had already changed his clothes, which obviously had been corrected.

Xuanyuan Hui was a little embarrassed, bowed his head and said in Huihe language: "I laughed, I don't know how to repay this great kindness."

"Who said he's definitely fine?" The national teacher's iron-gray eyes still showed no emotion.

Xuanyuan Hui was startled, carefully studied the national teacher's expression, and said for a while: "But I just saw him..."

"The prince can trust the destiny?" The national teacher interrupted him suddenly.

Xuanyuan Hui wanted to say that he didn't believe it, but he remembered what he had encountered in the past and the present, and he didn't speak for a long time.

"Wangfei's lifespan is over, it's just a few days." The national teacher threw down another sentence of thunder in the daytime.

Xuanyuan Hui was shocked to the extreme, but he didn't panic. Instead, he calmed down and said with a smile: "Monks don't tell lies, the national teacher will not lie to me."

The national teacher looked at him, "I never lie, you know it too, my lord."

Xuanyuan's throat choked up. He always thought that evil would live for thousands of years. Although Zhao Xu was not a villain, he was not a kind person either. He never thought that Zhao Xu might walk away before him. .

He slowly sat down by the desk, knowing that the national adviser and his staff were all around, and he must not lose his bearing in front of them, but he didn't know where to start or what to say, so he pursed his lips and said nothing .

"My lord, think of the utter friendship that the wangfei has shown to the wang ye in the past ten years, and think of the achievements that the wangfei has made for Suzhou. I beg the lord to save the wangfei!"

I don't know how Pei Jun misses him on weekdays, but at this moment he knelt down on the ground, begging bitterly, his head was already bleeding.

Xuanyuan Hui couldn't help showing a hint of sneer—whether it was the gentry or the Bairi society, these courtiers who came to vote in the later period were not as good-sighted as Shen Mi, Zhao Hue and others.

Why did Bai Rishe think that he could cross the river and demolish the bridge, and tacitly allow them to get rid of Zhao Xu and then hurry up?

Why did the gentry think that they would regard Zhao Xu as a bone in their throats, and that he was in danger for himself, but he could abandon him?

"Prince?" Suan Ni pushed him from behind, and Xuanyuan Hui realized that the national teacher was talking to him.

"To save the concubine, it's not completely impossible." The national teacher reached out and brushed away Xuanyuan Hui's strands of hair scattered on his shoulders, "Have you heard that your Han people's seven-star lamps continue to live?"

Xuanyuan Hui suddenly turned around, "Zhuge Wuhou? I used to think it was an unofficial history, could it be true? Master, you know this method?"

The national teacher smiled and said nothing, "I also have a similar secret technique in Huihe, but the final result is different."

"Oh? No matter what, as long as the concubine can survive this calamity, Xiao Wang is willing to do it no matter what!" Xuanyuan Hui suddenly seemed to be energetic, and there was even a gleam in his eyes.

"This method is extremely dangerous. It needs to take the blood essence of you and the princess. The method cannot be interrupted for seven to 49 hours." The national teacher stared at Xuanyuan's eyes, "The most important thing is that this is not a method of life extension. , but the law of uniformity.”

This incident was completely unheard of, and everyone was dumbfounded when they heard it. Pei Jun was the first to realize, "What's the point of evening life?"

"As the name suggests, the princess's lifespan will definitely be exhausted this year. If someone is willing to share the same life with the princess, that person's lifespan is originally scheduled to be eighty..."

"Both he and the princess can live another eighty years?"

The national teacher was not displeased when someone interrupted him, "No, these two people died in the same year, the same month, and the same day. If this person is thirty, then they both have 25 years to live."

"Then I'll save the princess' life!" Pei Jun didn't think about it.

The national teacher smiled, "I heard that the nobles only look forward to the princess, and I realized what I said today when I saw it today. It's just that even if Mr. Pei is willing, I'm afraid it won't work."

"Why? Aren't friends also included in the five relationships? The princess and her subordinates are both teachers and friends, why not?"

The national teacher said quietly: "I'm afraid it's not enough to be both a teacher and a friend. The teacher is not far away but not close enough, and the friend is not close enough but not distant enough."

"As far as the emperor and ministers, as close relatives as distant husbands and wives." Xuanyuan Hui said suddenly, "The national teacher is talking about me."

"My lord, absolutely not!" Regardless of whether he believed the absurd words of the national teacher or not, Suan Ni, Pei Jun and other close officials still knelt down.

Suan Ni was the most excited, "My lord, you are a rich man, so don't act on your will. If you rashly distribute your life, great cause..."

Xu Shi realized that he was really taboo to speak, so Suan Ni changed his words: "His Royal Highness is a thousand years old, so she is naturally blessed and fateful. This subordinate thinks that the national teacher must have miscalculated."

Xuanyuan Hui ignored him, and only said to the national teacher: "What else do I need? Do I have to prepare seven-star lamps? How are you going to get the blood?"

"We Huihe people don't need to be so troublesome. As for how to get it... since it is a Huihe secret technique, it must not be explained to outsiders. If the prince believes in me, he will do it."

Without saying a word, Xuanyuan Hui took the dagger directly, glanced at the national teacher, "How much do you want?"

The national teacher clapped his hands, and a Huihe attendant came in from outside the tent, holding a tray in his hand, covered with yellow silk.

The national teacher lifted the yellow silk, picked up a palm-sized glazed lotus-patterned bowl and handed it to Xuanyuan Hui, "It's too late for the prince to repent at this time."

Suan Ni and the others had no time to stop, Xuanyuan Hui had already slashed his wrist with the knife, and said with a light smile, "Is that enough?"