[Rebirth] The lord wants a minister to die

He Zhan gritted his teeth and fought back with a knife.

Fighting fiercely overnight, killing and cutting like hemp, gradually exhausted He Zhan's strength.

The rain gradually stopped, and a gray-blue light floated on the horizon.

The bright blade slashed from the shadows, and the sharp knife sliced ​​through He Zhan's waist, chest, arms, and calves. The hot blood stained his clothes, as if he had been soaked in a pool of blood. , Unable to hold back the cold pain all over his body, he fell to his knees again.This time, he couldn't even support himself, and fell headlong to the ground.

The pain gradually disappeared, and He Zhan's vision was hazy.Immortal Zilu once promised that if he died, he would not suffer too much pain.He Zhan smiled wryly, not knowing if it was the pain that caused him to lose consciousness, or a sign of imminent death.

If it's the latter, it's too fucking pitiful...!

He also wanted to see Ning Jin again.

...

With this in mind, he put his hands on the ground and crawled forward.

He thought he had an auditory hallucination, but the sound of the horse's hooves was indeed too clear.

That person was like a ball of fire, or a round of golden crow, with his bright red sleeves billowing like clouds, burning like a fire.An extremely seductive face was particularly clear in the gray-blue waves, and the soldiers rushing out from behind him fought with the Han family army.

He got off his horse, helped He Zhan up from the ground, frowned his long brows, and asked anxiously, "He Zhan!"

He Zhan almost didn't cry, he didn't have the strength to make a clear voice, so he could only say hoarsely: "Weasel, I'm a chicken, the rivers and lakes save chickens, you came so late..."

Ning Qi, the king of Fengming, is long overdue.

It has been ten years since the separation, the first time the two met, Ning Qi had the urge to strangle He Zhan to death.

"Go back first." Ning Qi didn't want to argue with He Zhan, so he carried him to the horse.

The soldiers brought by Ning Qi have killed all the pursuers who besieged the Han family army.

He Zhan sat on the horse, leaning on Ning Qi.Ning Qi's body was completely stiff, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You support me!"

Can He Zhan listen to him?

...then have to listen to him.

He Zhan straightened up, not daring to lean on him anymore, and sighed resentfully: "You are so indifferent..."

Ning Qi: "..."

He Zhan didn't want to trouble the weasel, but he could feel his consciousness drifting away bit by bit, and with the last of his strength, he grabbed Ning Qi's sleeve: "Yang Kun...the bushes...take Yang Kun away..."

The overwhelming darkness swept in, and He Zhan couldn't hold on in the end, his eyes darkened, and he fell softly.If Ning Qi hadn't wrapped his arms around his body, He Zhan would have fallen off the horse.

Ning Qi brought He Zhan back into his arms, his body stiffened even more.The robes on the two of them were red, but compared to Ning Qi, who was wearing a splendid Huayun red robe, and He Zhan, who was covered in blood and mud, he was really in a panic.

Ning Qi ordered people to look for Yang Kun in the grass, and he took He Zhan to the nearest Yongzhou City on horseback.

The bloody smell on He Zhan's body penetrated into Ning Qi's nose one after another. He didn't know whether he was tired or something, and his chest was faintly flustered. No matter how he calmed down, he couldn't shake off the anxiety in his heart.

When entering Yongzhou City, it was just dawn, and Ning Qi carried He Zhan and rushed to the medical hall. The boy guarding the gate was still dozing off, and he was shocked to see people coming and invited them in.

"Where is the doctor!"

Seeing the angry face of the visitor, the little boy was stunned for a moment, and when he shouted and repeated again, the little boy realized: "Master is still sleeping! Wait a minute, I'm inviting him."

He carried He Zhan into the inner room, and the smell of bitter medicine in the air washed away the smell of blood, and his uneasy emotions were just calmed down a little.

He Zhan's lips were bloodless, his face was as pale as paper, and his whole body was trembling.Ning Jin's hand supporting He Zhan was also trembling, his palm was full of blood without any warmth.

"cold…"

Ning Qi heard him yell in a low voice, but couldn't hear clearly: "What did you say?"

He Zhan shivered slightly: "It's so cold..."

Ning Qi frowned: "Is it cold?"

"...My lord...it's so cold..."

Ning Qi clenched his hands, hesitated again and again, and finally pulled He Zhan into his arms: "So, is it still cold?"

Can't hear an answer.

The doctor was hurriedly pushed in by the little boy, still yelling: "Help! It's a life-saving thing!"

The doctor was still yawning at first, but when he saw such a bloody man lying on the bed, he immediately became terrified and hurried over to check.

The doctor cut off He Zhan's fleshy clothes with scissors, and washed them with warm water. There was nothing to hide from the incisions that turned over the fleshy flesh. It was shocking, but fortunately, they were all very shallow. Can cause unconsciousness.

The doctor neatly sewed up the deep wound on He Zhan's body with gold needles, and ordered the boy to apply medicine to the shallow wound, and then wrapped him with gauze. After working for more than an hour, he was so tired that he was sweating profusely. It is handled well.

The doctor wiped the sweat off his forehead with his sleeve, sighed and said: "My lord is destined to lie on the bed for a few months to recuperate, have someone take good care of him, change the dressing regularly, and be careful not to let the wound fester. "

"Thank you."

He helped He Zhan to lie down and covered him with the quilt.Ning Qi sat by the bed, looked down and saw that his robe had been stained with blood.

He frowned fiercely and walked out distractedly.

The Yanwu army who came with Ning Qi followed Ning Qi's horse to find the hospital, and a group of people rushed in and surrounded the entire hospital.Seeing such a big battle, the doctor can probably guess who these two are big men, and he doesn't care too much about the loss of business, he just lies on the easy chair and orders the little boy to run around.

Seeing Ning Qi walk out of the inner room, a person greeted him and said, "Do you want to tell the Third Prince the news that Mr. He has been rescued?"

Ning Qi thought for a while: "No need."

Yang Yingzhao returned home safely, and the Yanwu army led by Ning Qi arrived in time. Ning Jin no longer waited, and immediately sent Ning Qi to search for He Zhan's traces. All the troops from all over the city gathered together, together with Zhao Tingxun, the prefect of Yongzhou Prefecture, flanked the soldiers surrounding Tianji Prefecture, and made a big dumpling for the troops outside Tianji Prefecture.

Standing on the high city wall, Ning Jin made an impassioned speech, persuading the border soldiers to surrender.

At the same time, Yuping Guandong Camp took the lead in the mutiny, followed by the West Camp, South Camp, and North Camp. His Royal Highness Ning Jin, together against the traitor Han Guangyi.

Wuhuyan's eagle passed through Yuping Pass and flew to Tianji Mansion, saying that the tribe of Huyanbu Prairie was willing to go with the suzerain to fight against the Korean rebellion.

The Yanwu Army and Tie Xiaoqi set out from Tianjifu City, joined forces with Yongzhou City, and marched southward to Yuping Pass.

Wuhuyan's cavalry broke through and left the country, responded to Ningjin's army, cut off the retreat, and encircled and suppressed the stubborn Han family army in Yuping Pass.

After nearly two months, a turbulent storm was finally leveled down by armored soldiers.

On the night of the celebration, Ning Jin received a letter from the shadow guard, in which he said that he had found the whereabouts of King Fengming and Chengxuan in the Jiren Medical Center in Yongzhou City.Ning Jin put aside all his affairs, and left all the matters of punishing Han Guangyi and thanking Lord Wuhuyan to Zhao Tingxun, and rushed to Yongzhou City day and night without stopping.

It was already dusk when we arrived at Jiren Medical Center, the sky was getting dark, and the sky was filled with rays of light.

Led by the little boy into the backyard, Ning Jin saw He Zhan walking on crutches from a distance.

He clenched his fists and froze there for a long time before he walked over.Before approaching, he saw King Fengming slowly walking out of the room.

Holding a bowl of medicine in his hand, Ning Qi said to He Zhan in a cold voice, "Drink the medicine."

He Zhan looked at the medicine bowl in his hand with a sad face: "Brother, please forgive me, I really can't drink it! It's not for you to drink, you don't understand... You have to taste it, and you will know it. It's really not for people to drink."

Ning Qi took a sip calmly, his face remained unchanged: "I have tasted it, how is it?"

He Zhan: "..."

He Zhan wanted to scold him for being inhuman.

Ning Qi handed over the medicine bowl, He Zhan leaned on the crutches and moved back reflexively, for fear of smelling the nauseating bitter taste, but he didn't want the medicine bowl to be taken by one hand, followed by a deep voice It's like a cold winter snowy night: "Trouble."

He Zhan was so frightened that he almost threw his cane and jumped up: "... Ning Jin!"

King Fengming raised his eyes and glanced at Ning Jin, took a step back lightly, and bowed deeply: "I see Your Highness."

Ning Jin said: "Lord Lao, organize your troops and go back to Tianji Prefecture to stand by."

The meaning of repatriation is beyond words.King Fengming obeyed the order and immediately went to the front yard without stopping.

He Zhan shook his head as he watched, Ning Jin was different when he went out, and he was really obedient.

When Ning Qi turned into the lobby, he heard He Zhan's voice and stopped unconsciously.

The two met again and fell into a very delicate silence.He Zhan opened his mouth to break the silence: "I heard that you were hit by an arrow, are you still in trouble now?"

Ning Jin didn't speak, and put the medicine bowl in his hand on the bluestone table in the courtyard.

He Zhan saw that he had both hands free, and was afraid that this person would rush over in the next second, so he hurriedly said: "I...I! I still have a serious problem! Don't come over!"

He didn't want Ning Jin to gently hug He Zhan, deliberately keeping a distance between them, for fear of bumping into He Zhan.

The crutch fell to the ground, He Zhan was stunned, and carried Ning Jin into the room.

"My lord, are you leaving?"

With one sentence, he brought Ning Qi's gaze back, and he suddenly let go of his clenched fists. He stared at the soldier for a while, and then responded, "Let's go."

The room was burning with tranquilizing incense, and Ning Jin could smell the bitter medicinal smell on He Zhan's body, which lingered for a long time, as if every bone of He Zhan had been soaked in the medicine vat.

Ning Jin gently put He Zhan on the bed, and put a soft cushion on his back, his movements were like flowing water, but from the beginning to the end, Ning Jin didn't say a word.

He Zhan asked: "Han Jiajun, is it solved? Does the arrow wound on your body still hurt?"

Ning Jin was silent for a long time, and said in a low voice: "They all said that you betrayed me, but I don't believe it, even if the Han family army starts to destroy my troops in Tianji Prefecture, I don't believe it is you who betrayed."

He Zhan held Ning Jin's hand carefully, and was about to speak, but Ning Jin held it instead.

Ning Jin: "You asked me to believe you, and I did, but why didn't you believe me?"

Ning Jin leaned over and put his forehead on the back of He Zhan's hand: "Uncle will leave next time, why don't you kill me first? Does uncle feel very happy to torture people like this?"

He Zhan felt the heat and humidity on the back of his hand, and was a little at a loss: "Ning Jin, I...it's fine, I can walk now, didn't you see it just now? Don't..."

The rest of the words were blocked back by Ning Jin's cool lips. Ning Jin's breathing was disordered and trembling, and he kept asking, like a person who had been wandering for many days finally grabbed a piece of driftwood. What to do is good.

no way...

The fear of many days has swallowed up Ning Jin's self-conceited calmness, even if he hugs or kisses, it can't fill the vacancy in his heart.

The smell of the medicine on He Zhan's body was all in his nose, and it was also in his mouth, it was so bitter that Ning Jin's teeth chattered, and he wished so much.

He moved his lips, pressed He Zhan into his arms, gritted his teeth desperately, but still couldn't help sobbing, tears rolling down from the corners of his eyes.

He said with hatred: "You kill me! You kill me! How can you do this...how do you... always do this..."

He Zhan froze for a while, laughed uncontrollably, and patted Ning Jin on the back lightly: "How can I be willing? Am I coming back?"