nine words

After a few days' journey, everyone looked at the scenery, chatted and arrived at King Yan's Palace, avoiding the trouble of building a palace, and Yan State is just between Chu State and Ke State. place.

Regarding the strength of the latter, Chu Jiuge and Yu Jingnian have already investigated it before. Apart from Chu Zhiyi and a few cronies, there are also many soldiers stationed there. Although they have not seen it with their own eyes, they must think in the most difficult direction. , after all, the Demon Cult will not support a group of useless people who can only eat.

The country of Ke is small in size, and surrounded by mountains makes it easy to defend and difficult to attack. If you forcefully regain the lost ground, you will definitely suffer a loss, and you must have a perfect strategy.But Chu Jiuge thought, perhaps Chu Zhiyi had already paved the way for them.

"You go to rest first, and I will study the countermeasures with a few generals."

After explaining a few words, he hurriedly went to the vanguard and the generals of the garrison. As the commander of the left wing, Yu Jingnian also had to attend the meeting. Yu Jingnian and Xue Wuhua coerced and lured them, so to speak, they persuaded them to be the commanders of the left and right wing troops, and Zi Sui personally led the first army. As for Shen Huafeng, he was in charge of supplementing the army's salary in the rear.

In fact, the work of the three of them has long been more than that of their positions. Due to the serious illness of the three of them, Xue Wuhua was specially allowed to take a long-term leave of absence. For his safety, Shen Huafeng is generally in charge of the training activities of the entire Imperial Forest Army.

Prior to this, after the death of the former king and son Yan, Ji Kingdom was included in the ownership of the Southern Kingdom. As the son Han who escaped from the royal family in the early years, Shen Huafeng had to return to his homeland to deal with various matters, and he was arbitrarily named "King of Jiayu". It was because he was the son of King Ji and had a distinguished background, and the second was to reward him for his illustrious military exploits in the court when he was General Shen.

The most sensible thing for Xun Sui to be a prince is to keep all the princes who have been established by his side with the help of Chu Jiuge.To put it bluntly, whether it is Xu Changqing, Qi Huanyu, or Shen Huafeng, they have all been sons of various countries, and they have come to the present under the difficult royal family's brutal struggle. Do everything for one's own use, and have a farsightedness in politics and war that ordinary people don't have.

"Your Highness, have you ever thought that one day the king will really rule the world and become the emperor, what kind of identity will you stand beside him?" Mo Huaichun asked, which surprised Chu Jiuge.

He had never thought about it, not because he didn't want to, but because he didn't dare to think about it.

Previously, he thought that it would be difficult to be the king of a country because of his violent temper, and he even thought about letting someone else take his place, but now he still dare not think about it, because he has a premonition that he will not live to that time.

"In front of outsiders, we are always addressed as monarchs and ministers, and I am afraid that there will be no change in the future. If I am lucky enough to see him rule the world, with my current position, I will worship him as the head of a hundred officials. Hurray."

Chu Jiuge smiled slightly, his wish was nothing more than that, humble and not worth mentioning.But he was also looking forward to the scene at that time, the scorching sun was high, the sky was clear and the sky was clear, wearing a dragon robe seemed to exude dazzling brilliance. Datong became a Mingjun with a long history.

Seeing that Chu Jiuge looked peaceful, Mo Huaichun didn't want to interrupt him, so he crouched in front of Chu Jiuge and continued to massage his legs.

"Doctor Mo, I feel much better these days. I seem to have almost regained consciousness, but I still can't get up and walk by myself."

"Of course, you haven't been on the ground for a full month, and the muscles in your legs have atrophied. It will take a long time to recover before you can walk independently." Mo Huaichun got up and patted the folds of his clothes, stretched out to Chu Jiuge With his arm stretched, with his strength, the latter slowly got up, took a step, and tried to walk by himself.

"Still staring there, wood." Mo Huaichun called the guards next to him to help, and set up Chu Jiuge from left to right.

Chu Jiuge wasn't heavy, but Mo Huaichun alone couldn't hold him steady, so someone had to help.

In fact, the guards didn't want to do it, but they really didn't want to do it. For them, it was a kind of torture. There have always been rumors in the army that "the king is very jealous", and no one knows that Chu Jiuge is his lover. He was really afraid that if he touched it a few times, the king would punish him.

"How about it, do the legs give you upper strength?"

Chu Jiuge smiled awkwardly, but did not answer.This made Mo Huaichun couldn't help but sigh deeply, it seemed that his work was far from over.

"Does the king know about your condition?"

When Mo Huaichun asked such a question, Chu Jiuge was taken aback by the question, "He knows that I can't go to the ground."

"I'm talking about here." As he said, Mo Huaichun pointed to Chu Jiuge's abdomen, and the latter understood what he was referring to.

Finding a sheltered place to sit down, Chu Jiuge dismissed the guards around him, watched the sunset gradually disappearing behind the mountain, and said after a while: "How could I tell him..."

"You know that too?"

"A person knows more about his own illness than a doctor." Chu Jiuge caressed the wound on his abdomen, and there was no pain there, but deep in his body, he was still clamoring not to let him live in peace. "My elder brother died of stomach disease, maybe it's a family disease."

"When you're so sick, don't you feel pain? Has he never noticed that he is by your side every night?"

Speaking of this, Chu Jiuge pointed to the bandages wrapped around his head, and smiled heartily at Mo Huaichun, "I always complain that it hurts here, Doctor Mo, you will boil some painkillers for me, as long as you squeeze it right Time, drink the painkiller before seeing him, and you can hide it from his eyes."

This smile is indeed not like what a seriously ill person can show.

Mo Huaichun is a doctor, and his family has practiced medicine for generations. He is naturally aware of Chu Jiuge's condition, and he is also surprised that he has not shown any sick weakness in front of outsiders. The harmless appearance of people and animals is deceiving.

"When you were poisoned by witches and voodoo, because of the voodoo insects, I didn't detect any abnormalities in your body, so the king didn't know about your illness. But if you don't hide it for a long time, one day you will fall ill on the couch , by the time he realized it, you had already..."

Mo Huaichun really couldn't go on talking. In his eyes, Chu Jiuge is a fool. Even if the illness is helpless, he should alleviate it properly. What's the point of him trying so hard to hide it?

"At that time, he will regret it too much, and may even go with you. Do you really have the heart?"

"He is the proud son of heaven, and I'm just a pawn for him to dominate the world. Don't let him spend too much time on me, otherwise I will become his burden."

Mo Huaichun didn't understand and didn't want to understand his feelings, but as a doctor with a benevolent heart, he couldn't let him demean his body like this.

"Are you afraid of death?" Finally, Mo Huaichun asked Chu Jiuge what he had said to all patients.

The answer to this question is a summary of one's own life.

Poor people are not afraid of death, because they have suffered so much in this life, and hope to be reborn in a good family in the next life; rich people are always afraid of death, fearing that the glory and wealth they enjoyed in their previous lives will be wiped out in the next life.

But Chu Jiuge smiled back at this question, "I used to ask for it, because it was the only way for me to be free. Now, I am not afraid of death, but I don't want to die either. I am attached to his tenderness and his embrace. But more, I am worried that I will not be able to see him rule the world before I die."

This conversation was not very heavy, but it tied Mo Huaichun's heart. As a doctor, he should indeed save Chu Jiuge's life. Let Chu Jiuge die as soon as possible.

No one knew that the person who sold Chu Jiuge's ebony comb that day in Lin'an City was Mo Huaichun.No one knew why he had painstakingly poisoned him with witchcraft, but in the end he did his best to save him.

Do you feel that the Devil's Cult is gone, or can't get rid of the sense of responsibility as a doctor?Even Mo Huaichun himself didn't know.

He only knew that Chu Zhiyi was kind to him.

Poisoning Chu Jiuge was an order from the Demon Sect, and Mo Huaichun had no choice but to obey. In the end, he saved him for the sake of Chu Zhiyi's son, and repaid Chu Zhiyi's favor.

What should he do next?

Even if it was Chu Jiuge's own wish, he would not heal his stomach disease. After all, his mission was to kill Chu Jiuge.But even if he doesn't make a move, Chu Jiuge won't live long, so it's better to use this to repay Chu Zhiyi's favor, which can be regarded as fulfilling a wish.

The last ray of light from the sun disappeared in the darkness, feeling the coldness around him, Chu Jiuge finally wanted to go back to his room to rest.The palace of Yan State has one more facility than Nangong, which is the earth dragon hidden in the ground. In winter, Sifang burns coal for heating, and transmits the warmth to each palace. With the stove in the palace, even Chu who is afraid of cold Jiu Ge can also feel very comfortable.

Later, a court lady brought dinner. The dishes were rich and not greasy, so Chu Jiuge ordered them to take them back to the imperial dining room to warm them up, and then bring them back after the meal was over. Taking advantage of this time, close your eyes Take a nap.

Looking at Chu Jiuge's haggard sleeping face, Mo Huaichun really had the urge to stretch out his hands and strangle this miserable man to death. In this way, he can complete his mission earlier and don't have to entangle too much in this deep palace.

But he couldn't do it.

There seemed to be a voice in his ear telling him that the time had not come.

"He is a prophet, comparing himself to an actor, he knows better than anyone when to exit..."