Mr. Mi Gongji

People are not as good as heaven, and he has no intention of the world, and even fell in love with someone who shouldn't be loved.

When Yang Yan heard this sentence, he suddenly closed his eyes. Not long ago, he had doubted this feeling so ruthlessly, even now, every time he sees Gu Shenzhi's calm face, he always I thought that I loved him more deeply than him.

What is the world, if you want the world, I will give you the world.

Yang Ye lowered his head, clenched his hands into fists against his lips, and coughed. It only took them three days and three nights to rush back to Yunzhou from the border thousands of miles away, and Yang Ye coughed even more fiercely. , his face became paler, and he opened his clenched hands to cover his chapped lips, but he couldn't cover the blood overflowing from his lips.

That's right... the bright red blood seemed to warn him, Gu Shenzhi, that it might be too late for him to love him.

Yang Ye felt like a consumptive ghost, every time he coughed, his lungs would be emptied.Wei Zhuoran's fingers were clasped on his wrist again, and he saw something strange from the moment Yang Yan entered the camp. Back then, the first disciple of Medicine Master Valley, who became famous at a young age, could have become one of the best genius doctors all day long, so he resolutely gave up his future and went into hiding. Hiding in the Southwest Palace, he possesses all medical skills, but he can't even heal a leg of the person he wants to protect.

"Shenzhi, and several military doctors from Suye have all diagnosed. The pulse is not abnormal, and I don't feel too uncomfortable, it's just that my chest hurts." After the big change three years ago, Yang Ye's personality He became more and more calm, even in today's uncertain day, he still has the demeanor that a prince should have.

"I'm afraid this is a Gu technique." Wei Zhuoran gritted his teeth secretly. If it was really a Gu technique, his eyes seemed to dim. There are two kinds of poisons in the world, one is flowers and plants, and the other is insects, snakes and scorpions.Born in Pharmacist's Valley since childhood, Wei Zhuoran still knows the poison of flowers and plants very well even though he has been neglected for more than [-] years. However, the poison of insects has always been linked to sorcery and has little to do with medical skills, so he did not do it. What in-depth research, I only heard that most people who have been poisoned by the Gu poison are not easy to be discovered, the cause of death is bizarre, and the antidote is hard to find, it is often unexpected.

Now Yang Yan's pulse condition is clearly the same as that of ordinary people, but judging from his complexion and symptoms, he must have been poisoned.Wei Zhuoran moved his hand away with a solemn expression.

Yang Yan took out a blood-stained silk handkerchief from his sleeve, wiped it on the corner of his mouth, and said calmly: "Life and death depend on fate, wealth and honor are in the sky, and your original intention is to use me. Keep me."

He turned his head, the wind and the sun for a few days made his pale face a little blood red, his eyes were also bloodshot, he got up and walked to the fire, and threw the blood-stained silk handkerchief into the fire, only to hear With the sound of creaking, Sipa turned into a pool of ashes, with thick black smoke glowing on it, and a smell of burnt corpses.

Wei Zhuoran's face changed, staring at the black smoke in a daze.

Sending orders, dispatching troops, gathering food and grass, researching routes, and drawing up a departure schedule.

Yang Yan felt like he was spinning like a spinning top. From entering the barracks, to having a deep talk with Wei Zhuoran, and then to the just-concluded meeting, he seemed to be predicting the end of his life, trying to put all of this before he closed his eyes. All done.

Even though it was very late at night, he still didn't feel sleepy.Pulling open the tent, the night wind blows the battle flag to the sound, the pennant bordered with silver and red, the word Yang on it looks so arrogant, 20 years of waiting, 20 years of forbearance, 20 years of humiliation, in exchange for this side A banner that can stand alone.

Taking advantage of the blazing bonfire, Yang Yan felt as if a fire had ignited in his chest, burning so intensely.

Father... Forgive my son, I can't get on the dragon chair you want as you wish.

Father... please don't be too disappointed, although this country is still surnamed Xiao, but this bloodline belongs to my Yang family.

Raising the wine jug in his hand, he sprinkled the wine on the sand in the camp. The strong smell of wine was released in the cold wind. Yang Yan only felt that he was drunk, and when he reached out his hand to touch it, his face was covered with tears.His child, a child who has never seen each other in his life, does not know how tall he is now, does not know what his baby name is, and does not know whether he looks more like himself or more like Gu Shenzhi.

Yang Yan let out a long sigh, took out the half piece of jade tablet with body temperature on his chest, and put it on his lips to warm it.The starlight fell in the distance, and the military camp, which was ready to go, maintained the tranquility of the last night.

"My lord, someone sent a secret letter just now."

Yang Yan turned his head, and in the bright light of the fire, he saw the dead man who came back from Suzhou together with him, holding a letter sealed with wax, he took it, and spread the letter paper with the help of the red fireworks.

Yang Yan read the inscription first, the letter was written by Ye Qianjiao.

Mu Chu:

Emperor Wanping is critically ill, and the crown prince has not been established for a long time. The reason for this is that the three parties are evenly matched. The courtiers want to recommend Zigui, but someone threatens Chenyang's unknown life experience and wants to recognize his relatives with blood. Seeing this letter, he must rush to Qingyang. Overcoming difficulties, I will do my best to continue the life of Emperor Wanping, and I hope it will come soon.

Brother: Qianjiao

This is the first time Ye Qianjiao wrote a letter to himself in three years. Three years... It's not long, but it's not short. Minister, but never thought that it has been three years in a flash.It seems that Wanping is also not peaceful.

Coming out of the wounded camp, Gu Shenzhi often breathed a sigh of relief. Yesterday, two hundred more were sent in. Although Gu Shenzhi was emotional, he was not sad because two hundred wounded were better than two hundred. A corpse is strong, and within ten days and a half a month, they can go to the battlefield again to defend their home and country.

Six or seven days passed in a flash, and the whole Suzhou seemed to be isolated.The military orders and imperial edicts from Sujing were all suppressed by Liang Mingyu.

Hold on... If you can't hold on, you will only die, if you hold on, maybe there is still a little life.

Gu Shenzhi took the medicine bowl and knocked on the door of Liang Mingyu's room. The door was closed. This was the first time Liang Mingyu returned to her room after Yang Yan left, because he had been in the room for the past few days. Standing on the wall, he marched and retreated with his soldiers until he was shot from the wall by an arrow.

Today, the plastic army did not attack the city. I heard from the scouts who returned to the camp that the food and grass of the plastic army were in short supply. Many surrounding villages were robbed. Countless people were massacred. Grilled and eaten over a campfire.However, why not the Suye army, the food and grass in the city can only last for ten days at most, if Yang Yuan's reinforcements do not arrive, then there are less than 7 horses left in the city, and they will die without a place to bury them.

"It's the seventh day...why should I believe him?" Liang Mingyu hammered the table, touching the wound on her chest, her bloodshot eyes, and a cloud of mist steaming.

Gu Shenzhi's heart twitched for no reason, he let go a little tremblingly, put that night's medicine in front of the case, turned and left.

Torches were burning on the city tower, and the tired soldiers leaned back to each other, warming each other's bodies. After the heavy snow flew, the residual snow was mixed with mud and blood, making it hideous to Gu Shenzhi's seriousness. , No one will collect their bodies for them, and no one knows when they died, where they will go after they die, whether their family members shed tears for them somewhere.

Trembling, he pulled out a blood-stained silk handkerchief from his sleeve, and the dried blood turned into the color of rust. That day, he was reluctant to ride the dusty Yang Yan, and when he chased after him with a whip, he saw that man from afar Bending down, the bright red blood made him almost dizzy in the sun.

Will he come back?

Gu Shenzhi sat in the notch of the city wall. The cold wind from the north blew away his long hair, and his heart drifted far and far away with the wind. He seemed to have seen that carriage going all the way from the city gate of Sujing many years ago. Running away, crushing all his dreams and plans, leaving him alone in a distant land.

The young man pursed his lips in front of him, his disdainful eyes swept across every place on his body, and he spoke extremely vicious and obscene words, but every time he was ridiculed by himself.Hesitating, blushing in contention.

Tears... can't stop, if there is an afterlife... can we meet in another way?

If there is an afterlife... I just beg you, be the happy and carefree Yang Ye who will always be happy.

Gu Shenzhi raised his head and took a breath, suppressing his tears, and walked down the tower with heavy steps.

In the middle of the night, the Suzhou city was silent for a while, and the footsteps of the patrolling guards were much quieter, for fear of waking up the soldiers who had been fighting on the tower for several days.Gu Shenzhi stole Liang Mingyu's entry and exit order, and came to the outside of Suzhou alone.

The city gate creaked heavily, and a thin and slender figure walked out through the crack, with undyed white clothes and an expression of indifference.

At that moment, Gu Shenzhi said to himself that he would never be able to be Shen Xiao, and that he would never be able to escape the fate engraved long ago. The mask that had accompanied him for three years was slowly torn off his face, and the sticky pain seemed to be It is to tear off his own flesh and blood.Showing his pale and sick face, he walked all the way over floating corpses, broken limbs, and broken hooves. He walked with difficulty, but he didn't hesitate at all.

As the dawn approached, the east turned white, and the cold dew condensed on his hair. Finally, a group of soldiers who shaped the country surrounded him. Their silver guns with cold light were aimed at this strange visitor, but no one could help him. There was no way to stab the weapon in his hand into his body. He stood there with a calm cloud, like a floating cloud in the sky, just lingering for a while, no one knew when he would disappear.

Gu Shenzhi smiled, and said in a charming and delicate way: "Report to you General Wanyan, just say that an old friend is visiting."