Who will Moshang Qingshan belong to?

In the early morning, the military doctor changed Huangfu Zhuo's medicine, and the bleeding from the wound stopped, but Huangfu Zhuo's high fever persisted, and he was also unconscious.Nan Yiyuan anxiously asked the military doctor Huangfu Zhuo why he was still awake, the military doctor wiped off the sweat from his forehead and shook his head in confusion.

Nan Yiyuan knew that the military doctor had tried his best, so he stopped pushing.The sky turned white, and Nan Yiyuan anxiously wanted to rush back to Luoyang, but Huangfu Zhuo's physical condition made him worry and speed up.He had to let the three thousand Cangyun troops go back to Dongdu first, while he left only a team of guards and a military doctor, and hired a carriage to take care of Huangfu Zhuo while on his way.In order to take care of Huangfu Zhuo, Nan Yiyuan didn't dare to relax for a moment, the originally handsome and handsome man lost a lot of weight and haggard in just a few days.Some Cangyun soldiers couldn't see it, and wanted to take care of Huangfu Zhuo for Nan Yiyuan, but Nan Yiyuan politely declined their offer, and still insisted on guarding Huangfu Zhuo's side at all times.He was afraid that Huangfu Yao would not be able to find him when he woke up, and he was also afraid that Huangfu Yao would never wake up again.

After traveling for five days, Nan Yiyuan and his party finally arrived in Luoyang.Outside Luoyang City, a group of Xuanjia Cangyun Army stood facing the wind in the snow, and a woman at the head looked at the slowly approaching carriage with burning eyes.When the chariot was about to arrive in front of her, the woman refused to hide, she suddenly raised her hand and stopped the chariot.

The coachman hurriedly pulled the reins, and a group of Cangyun soldiers following the chariot saw the woman, walked up to the woman, and gave her a military salute.The woman raised her hand again, and the Cangyun army moved out of the way for the woman to pass by.

Nan Yiyuan, who was sitting in the chariot, saw the carriage stop suddenly, he raised the curtain, and saw a woman in black armor with a black mask walking towards him with her head held high.Every time the woman takes a step, it seems that the snow curtain around her body is lifted, but there is no layer of snow on her body.

Xuanjia Cangyun Army has a female commander who always wears a sky mask on her face, known as the "Blood Hand Phoenix" - the eldest grandson Wangqing.Since Cang Yun's former commander Xue Zhi died in Yanmen Pass, this woman became Cang Yun's commander.Her surname is Changsun, but everyone in the Cangyun army calls her Yanshuai.

"Shuai Yan?" Nan Yiyuan had never met his eldest grandson Wangqing, but he knew that this woman was the commander in chief that Huangfu Zhuo was talking about.

Changsun Wangqing nodded, she took a look inside the carriage, then looked at Nan Yiyuan, she said: "Send him back to Guo Shuai's mansion."

Before Nan Yiyuan could respond, several Cangyun soldiers rushed from behind Changsun Wangqing, one of them jumped into the carriage and stood in front of the carriage, while the others divided the carriage to the left and right to protect the carriage.The Cangyun Army who followed Nan Yiyuan back to the Eastern Capital was arranged by Changsun Wangqing to rest in the Cangyun Army camp outside the Eastern Capital.Nan Yiyuan was grateful for the proper arrangement of the eldest grandson Wangqing, the eldest grandson Wangqing bowed his hands to Nan Yiyuan to thank Huangfu Zhuo for guarding Huangfu all the way, and then led the Cangyun army back to the Cangyun barracks in a hurry.

The ruts pressed against the compacted loess ground and creaked again, Nan Yiyuan got into the carriage and pulled up the quilt covering Huangfu Zhuo's chest.It was cold and windy outside the carriage, thunder was rolling, and black clouds were pressing down on the city. Nan Yiyuan held Huangfu Zhuo's hand tightly and refused to let go for a moment.

Guo Ziyi was not in his mansion, and his attendants told Nan Yiyuan that after Jizhou fell five days ago, Guo Ziyi immediately led one hundred thousand Shuofang troops back to Luoyang after hearing the news.Since Shuofang's army entered Luoyang, Guo Ziyi had been fortified for days and never returned to the mansion.Nan Yiyuan was lingering with doubts, Guo Ziyi was not in the mansion, why did Changsun Wangqing ask him to send Huangfu Zhuo to Guo Ziyi's mansion first?

As soon as Nan Yiyuan walked into the gate, seeing two people rushing over not far away, Nan Yiyuan's doubts were immediately relieved.Pei Xuanqing nodded to Nan Yiyuan, without saying a word, she put her finger on Huangfu Zhuo's wrist to signal his pulse.

"Master Mo helped Mr. Nan, lifted him up and sent him to the bedroom." Pei Xuanqing ordered Huangfu while taking his pulse.

Mo Zhizhou took a step forward, and together with Nan Yiyuan carried Huangfu Zhuo and walked towards the bedroom.After a while, the three of them walked into the warm bedroom. Pei Xuanqing let go of Huangfu Zhuo's veins. When Huangfu Zhuo lay down, he lifted Huangfu Zhuo's eyelids and took another look. Then he said solemnly : "The trauma is fine, but his pulse is intermittent and he is extremely weak."

"How could this be?" Nan Yiyuan was terrified. Ever since he met Huangfu Zhuo, Huangfu Zhuo had always been physically strong and not as weak as he was when he was a child. Why did Pei Xuanqing come to such a conclusion?

Pei Xuanqing frowned: "General Huangfu is usually in good health, but now that he has this symptom, I guess it should be caused by overthinking."

Nan Yiyuan immediately understood the meaning of Pei Xuanqing's words, Huangfu Zhuo had something on his mind, and this worry was the reason why he couldn't afford to be ill.

"His thoughts..." Nan Yiyuan murmured, he stared blankly at the pale man lying unconscious on the couch.What is Huangfu Zhuo's mind, Nan Yiyuan can vaguely guess.However, this was not enough to defeat Huangfu Zhuo. What really defeated Huangfu Zhuo was the contest with Fan Yangjun five days ago.Not only did the Cangyun army fail to avenge their companions, but they were also deeply surrounded. Huangfu Zhuo was ready to fight to the death, but was betrayed again.

Betrayed, and the lives of the brothers who shared life and death were wasted, as the coach, Huangfu Zhuo carried all the faults on himself.Therefore, he didn't want to wake up, he would rather die than wake up and face his sacrificed brother.

Pei Xuanqing checked Huangfu Zhuo's wound again, the wound was deep but not fatal.Pei Xuanqing applied new medicine to Huangfu Zhuo's wound, re-bandaged it, and prescribed a prescription for people to grab the medicine.When the medicine was ready, Pei Xuanqing took it to Nan Yiyuan's hand, and told Nan Yiyuan to change the medicine for Huangfu Zhuo every three hours, and then left.

Nan Yiyuan asked Pei Xuanqing when Huangfu Zhuo would wake up, Pei Xuanqing sighed, and suddenly thought of something, he looked at Nan Yiyuan and said: "You are familiar with him, why don't you tell him more about the things he cares about or cherishes, maybe can wake him up."

Nan Yiyuan held the medicine bowl, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. Pei Xuanqing was a doctor, but the method he gave was like the one thought up by a poor fortune teller.

However, Nan Yiyuan thought about it for a second, Pei Xuanqing gave this method, which means that now Huangfu is ignoring the medicine stone, maybe this is the last method.

Either way, you have to give it a try.Nan Yiyuan fed the medicine into Huangfu Zhuo's mouth one by one, searching for childhood memories, and began to recall bit by bit the time when he and Huangfu Zhuo were young in Weishan Academy.

Nan Yiyuan remembered that Huangfu Zhuo once told him that he didn't want to lose anyone, and Nan Yiyuan was naturally included in any of these people.

"Huangfu, I don't want to lose you either." Nan Yiyuan wiped away the medicine stains from the corners of Huangfu's mouth, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and smiled sadly.