Rebirth of Fenghua Military Master

After Zhan Bubai rushed back to the mansion, he hurried to the dormitory where Lu Qingqiu lived, and when he opened the door, he could smell a strong smell of blood.

Walking into the inner room, I saw Lu Qingqiu lying on the bed dying, with blood on the corner of his mouth, kneeling beside the bed were A Lin and the imperial physician, beside them there were puddles full of blood.

Seeing that Zhan Bubai came back, Si Taiyi immediately knelt on the ground and pleaded guilty, "I'm incompetent, I can't save Young Master Lu, the long-term poison in his body is onset early, I really can't do anything!" Commander Yi sighed.

Zhan Bubai's sword eyebrows were furrowed into a river, he did not say to punish Commander Yi, but calmly said: "Butler Yin, go to the barn and move my Liuyun out."

Although Steward Yin didn't understand why Zhan Bubai gave him such an order, he hurriedly responded to it. He knew that Zhan Bubai never talked nonsense.

A Lin knelt at Zhan Bubai's feet and cried: "I beg the general to save my young master." He knew that Zhan Bubai would definitely not watch his young master die.

"Where I am, he will be here." Zhan Bubai said in a low voice, and he didn't know whether to say this sentence to A Lin or to himself.

Then Zhan Bubai embraced the unconscious Lu Qingqiu in his arms, turned and left the dormitory.

Alin didn't stop him, he knew that now only Zhan Bubai could save his young master, wiped his tears, Alin prayed in his heart for God's mercy, don't take his young master's life!

After walking out of the mansion, Steward Yin had already moved Liu Yun out.

Zhan Bubai hugged the unconscious Lu Qingqiu and flew onto the horse, grabbed the reins, lowered his head to Steward Yin and said indifferently: "The Zhan Palace will be handed over to you, and the conscription will be handled by Dr. Yushi, and Yi Er will assist you." , you supervise." After saying Zhan Bubai, he rode away.

Butler Yin looked at Zhan Bubai who was drifting away and remained silent for a long time. He turned and walked towards the mansion until he could no longer see the figure. After so many years, his young general has finally gained a little bit of popularity. I hope that Young Master Lu will If he can save his life, otherwise he doesn't know who can make the indifferent major general care about him again.

Lu Qingqiu felt that he was hugged tightly by someone, and the warm chest didn't make him feel a little cold. When he opened his eyes, he saw a cold face.

"General..."

Although Lu Qingqiu's voice was very low and barely audible, Zhan Bubai still heard it, looked down at that pale and delicate face, and said in a deep voice, "Don't talk."

"Ahem..." The dark red blood left along the corner of Lu Qingqiu's mouth, staining the battle armor that Zhan Bubai hadn't had time to replace yet.

Seeing this, Zhan Bubai's face became even more stern, and he raised his voice to scold Liu Yun under his feet, making him run faster.

"General...don't run around for Qingqiu, Qingqiu...ahem...know...you can't do it..." Lu Qingqiu's voice was intermittent, like someone who was about to die.

"I said, don't talk anymore." Zhan Bubai's voice was very cold, so cold that there was no warmth, but Lu Qingqiu heard it was warm, warm, as if bathed in the winter sun.

Lu Qingqiu has never seen Zhan Bubai before, and he never knew what kind of person he was, but now he knows, but he has no time.

Seeing that Lu Qingqiu fainted again, Zhan Bubai's arms tightened, and he raced towards Yanlu Mountain while driving Liuyun against the clock.

The pines and cypresses on Yanlu Mountain are in full bloom, and the snow that has not yet melted in the future is dotted among the green faces, which is really beautiful.

There is a thatched cottage on the mountain, surrounded by a small yard with a fence. Although it is simple, it is also an elegant and pleasant place.

Mo Xiuli lay back on the rattan chair, although his face was getting old, it was not difficult to see that he was also a handsome young man when he was young.

Watching the sunset, Mo Xiuli was uncomfortable with the wine in his hand and peanuts in his mouth.

Suddenly Mo Xiuli paused the hand holding the jug, and said with a slight smile: "It's such a joy to have friends coming from afar, haha! I won't worry about drinking this month!"

Zhan Bubai carried Lu Qingqiu to the mountain and saw Mo Xiuli lying on the rattan chair in the courtyard, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Are you the poison doctor Mo Xiuli?"

Mo Xiuli raised his eyes, glanced at Lu Qingqiu in his arms and sat up, "Poison doctor? This old man is just good at using poison."

"Mr. Mo, are you willing to save him?" Zhan Bubai cut to the chase, and with Lu Qingqiu's current situation, there was no time to waste any more.

Mo Xiuli lay back on the chair again, with a leisurely tone, "Is this how you beg for help?"

Zhan Bubai was not angry, and said word by word, "Save, or not."

Mo Xiuli raised his eyes and snorted coldly, "The doctor who sees a doctor still needs to pay for the consultation, so how can I, a poison doctor who is proficient in poison techniques, save me as soon as I say it?"

There was no warmth in Zhan Bubai's eyes, and he slightly opened his thin lips, "Conditions."

Mo Xiuli suddenly laughed, "Hehe, you really are not likable, kid. I always depend on my mood when saving people, but I am very unhappy now. You are really not likable kid." Speaking of The old man turned cold.

"Are you going to save it or not?" Mingming said impatience.But the voice was as flat as water, without any ups and downs.

Mo Xiuli stood up, took a sip of the jug, frowned and thought for a while, "Okay, if you want me to save you, I'll do it, but I also have three conditions."

"Say."

"First, I want you to kneel in my courtyard for seven days and seven nights, are you willing?"

"Okay." Zhan Bubai didn't hesitate, and agreed without even thinking about it. Kneeling for seven days in exchange for Lu Qingqiu's life is worth it.

"Second, I want you to take this pill now. This pill may be poisonous or non-toxic. I wonder if you dare, General?" Mo Xiuli took out a pill, stroked his beard and smiled Mo Ming .

After Zhan Bubai heard this, he took two steps forward, took the pill without changing his face and swallowed it.

"He's running out of time, what's the last condition?" Zhan Bubai frowned.

Mo Xiuli stopped the smile on his face, looked directly at Zhan Bubai's icy eyes, and said in a calm voice, "The third condition, I want your arm, will you give it?"

Zhan Bubai pursed his lips, leaned over and put Lu Qingqiu in his arms on the ground, got up and drew the black sword at his waist, without saying much, he slashed at his left arm suddenly.

"Ding!" Mo Jian was knocked down by the jug in Mo Xiuli's hand, and Mo Xiuli said with a smile: "If you have the guts, I will keep your arm today, and I will take it when I want." After speaking, Mo Xiuli picked up Lu Qingqiu who was on the ground and walked into the house.

Seeing this, Zhan Bubai's frowning brows really relaxed, and Zhan Bubai knelt down on the ground for seven days and seven nights, which was not difficult.

He still remembers the scene when he first met Lu Qingqiu 18 years ago, when he was 13 years old and Lu Qingqiu was five years old...

Seven days later.

Zhan Bubai stared at Lu Qingqiu who was still unconscious on the couch, and frowned, "Why hasn't he woke up yet?"

Hearing Zhan Bubai's slightly hoarse voice, Mo Xiuli sighed: "You have been kneeling for seven days without eating or drinking, and you are still so energetic. I admire you. You are worthy of being a great general of the Xian Dynasty. As for him, general, don't worry. , he will definitely wake up within an hour, and the wound on his hip has completely healed, without leaving any scars, you can rest assured."

Hearing this, Zhan Bubai nodded slightly and stopped speaking, just quietly looking at Lu Qingqiu with his eyes closed.

He was still wearing the blood-stained battle armor from seven days ago, and he went straight to the cottage to check Lu Qingqiu's injuries just after he knelt for seven days. He didn't have time to wash and change clothes, even his cheeks were covered with green beard.

Mo Xiuli nodded secretly, and didn't bother them any more. He left the room very discerningly and came to the courtyard. Qingqiu's blessing is not shallow, it's great to have such a person, it suddenly reminded him of the scene when he first met that person back then, he sighed lightly for a long time, the promised thing has been done, now is the time to leave up.

"General..." Lu Qingqiu's headache was about to split, and when he saw the person in front of him clearly, he couldn't help shouting.

Seeing him waking up, Zhan Bubai felt a little warmth on his cold face, "Are you awake?" Since returning to Beijing, what he saw the most was the appearance of him waking up from a coma.

Raising his hand and rubbing his aching temple, Lu Qingqiu looked around, his eyes seemed puzzled, "How many days have I been in a coma? Where is this?"

"You have been in a coma for seven days. This is Yanlu Mountain. The poison doctor on the mountain has already removed the long years from your body. Now you have no more worries about your life." Zhan Bubai's deep tone revealed lightness.

Lu Qingqiu saw that Zhan Bubai's hair was slightly messed up, his face was full of stubble, and he was still wearing the battle armor from seven days ago. From this, it could be seen that Zhan Bubai hadn't rested for seven days, so he sighed softly, "How can Qingqiu He De let the general treat me like this, really..." Speaking of this, he didn't know what to say.

Zhan Bubai pursed his lips, his voice was no longer indifferent, but there was still no ups and downs, "Because it's you, so I can't let it go anyway."

Lu Qingqiu stared straight into those eyes that were as deep as pools of water, froze for a moment, and then asked after a while, "It seems that the general has known Qingqiu since a long time ago, and although I have a marriage contract with the general, I have never met... ..."

Zhan Bubai moved his gaze away from Lu Qingqiu, shook his head, and said lightly: "I never met each other, and I only found out that we had a marriage contract when I received a letter. Since you are the one my father chose to marry me, then I can't just watch you die."

After hearing this, Lu Qingqiu's tone was a little helpless, as if mixed with bitterness, "Qingqiu didn't want the general to know about this engagement, but in the end the general found out. I think Alin secretly sent the letter to the general behind my back. I made the general tired, and rushed all the way back to the capital, just to fulfill my marriage contract with me, a nameless young master who has been ill for a long time."