It's hard to seal a fool

I don't know how many days it is.

The arrow on the thigh had been taken out, and the shallower wounds had scabbed and started to fall off, but several wounds still inevitably began to pus.

Song Qingming was in a trance, seeing the flowers of malaise blooming in the wound, and his thin body seemed to be the nutrient that nourished death, and his strength was drained a little bit.

He was drowsy all day long, but he forced himself to stay awake during the day, murmuring a series of names in his mouth.Song Qingming was still very worried that his brain would be burnt out, so he couldn't remember the enemy, so how could he get revenge?

The meandering dry blood trail in front of the tent door led to a little bit of light from the sun, supporting Song Qingming's struggle to survive from hunger, cold and injury. He hoped more than once that someone would open the tent door, Step by step, approach him, and then lead him away from this dark place.

Father, if you don't send someone over, I'm afraid my son will really be unfilial...

After an unknown amount of time, there was a sudden noise outside.

Song Qingming moved his body and raised his eyelids with difficulty.In the backlight, a tall figure flashed past, and walked in with a slight movement of the tent door.

"Hey..." Song Qingming opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound.He tried his best to open his eyes wide to look at that person, but in the end he only saw a vague outline. He watched this figure walk up to the bed and stop, looking down at him in a daze.

"How... did you make it look like this?" The deep and mellow voice came softly, as if trembling.

Song Qingming's eyes suddenly became sore.

It was Zhao Xi who came.

He saw Han Zhonglang, who "resurrected from the dead", was now dying with his hands tied to the head of the bed. His sickly white face was flushed abnormally, and his black hair was scattered on the straw. His almond eyes were slightly closed, lifeless.

In spring and April, the desert is still cold, but there is only a thin layer of unclosed underwear on his body, and the large and small wounds on his thin body have only been treated briefly.

Zhao Xi stared blankly.

The young man in red who used to be high-spirited, when he went out with the army four years ago, when he was looking at him from a distance in the sea of ​​​​fire, he was so energetic, so courageous and steady, now the three thousand pioneers are all buried in the vast desert, And their master will be imprisoned here alone, in a mess.

In a daze, Song Qingming only felt his wrists being clenched tightly, and the wrapped silk was gently untied.Immediately, his body was in the air, and his hands subconsciously hung down.

"Prince Liang!" General Jin Lang watched sullenly from the door of the tent, watching Zhao Xi walk out with Song Qingming in his arms.Jin Xiu caught a glimpse of Song Qingming's slightly heaving chest, and his eyes turned hard, why isn't he dead yet!

"The military doctor came to see him several times, but he was helpless. You'd better let Han Zhonglang go here safely. Why let him suffer this torture before he died?" He stretched out his hand to stop Zhao Xi.

"Under the entrustment of Wei Guogong, he wants to bring back his son's body in its entirety."

"Then it's better to wait—"

"Now here I come alone, but the person is not dead yet." Zhao Xi squinted his eyes playfully, hiding the killing intent in his heart, "That's just right, the corpse is still fresh when we go back, so we can do business."

"..." Hearing this, Jin Xiu felt that nothing was right. "Liang—"

"General Jin Lang!" Zhao Xi walked past him and walked out, "Don't interfere with Gu's affairs, Gu can still look at General Guide's face, I will give you some time to clean up your tail."

Jin Xiu frowned. He was threatening himself. If he continued to obstruct him, he would find out everything about Jiang Chongshi and him.In the end, Jin Xiu put away his restraint, bowed his hands and saluted, "Send off the king."

After leaving the barracks, Wang Wang hurriedly ran up and put the crane cloak on his young master. Seeing Song Qingming's appearance, his face turned pale with fright.

"My lord, young master, he..."

"I can't die. Where's Qin Shou?"

"It's rescued, in the carriage." The yellow door beside Zhao Xi saluted, and another person drove over in the carriage. "Master, get in the car!"

Zhao Xi and his group got into the car quickly, and not long after, a group of people chased out from the barracks. Hopeful sat outside the carriage and watched from a distance.

God, Hopeful has already lost his fortune, please bless the young master for safety.

The rain started pattering down.

Zhao Xi's carriage stopped at the post house, and now all the people in the post house have been emptied out. In the room on the second floor, the sleeping Song Qingming was covered with a quilt. side.

The most serious is the penetrating wound on the right arm, a slash on the shoulder and the place where the arrow was shot on the leg, the wounds have already festered, but fortunately no key points were injured on the arm, otherwise Song Qingming had practiced archery for many years Maybe it's gone.

"This group of bastards are still Dawu's moths."

"Thank you." Zhao Xi glanced at him and nodded.

Hey, what's going on with this self-righteous master fan?The corner of Qin Shou's lips twitched, "He was seriously injured and was not treated in time. This place is too backward, and I can't guarantee that he can survive it. Let's see tonight."

Zhao Xi automatically replaced the word "backward" with simple, and nodded slightly as he looked at Song Qingming's sleeping face. "Thank you, you go out."

"..."

"What our master means is that you have had a lot of work just now, doctor. If you don't want to go and rest first, we will stay here tonight and call you when there is something to do." Xiao Huangmen immediately came to the rescue when he saw this, and smiled apologetically.

Only then did Qin Shou reluctantly nod his head, and after going out, he asked the two little Huangmen, "What's your name?"

"Little Heqing."

"Little Haiyan, we are all eunuchs who grew up with our master and served him."

"Does he treat everyone like this?" Qin Shou asked, pointing to a tall and tall person in the door.

He Qinghaiyan faltered, unable to speak.

"That's enough, that's enough." Seeing this, Qin Shou stopped making fun of himself, and turned to go to his room.Today's young people, saying that they are now twenty-four, shouldn't it be time to think about life-long events?Qin Shou seemed to think of something, his eyes darkened.

In the room, Zhao Xi looked at Song Qingming quietly with his head down.

His face was still flushed, and the high fever on his body hadn't faded away, and now he was sleeping peacefully there, as if he had been fed enough.

Zhao Xi watched Qin Shou take several hours to heal Song Qingming's large and small wounds. Qin Shou told him that those wounds had been treated briefly before, but later there were signs of being forcibly destroyed. Everyone knew that they treated Song Qingming so harshly that it was outrageous.

Frontier soldiers bear the heavy responsibility of resisting the invasion of barbarians, but the leader of the army is so lawless, lying about the military situation, colluding with foreign enemies, Zhao Xi sneered, but it is a pity that he and the prince have never caught their handle these years, otherwise they would not Let them run amok.

Now Jinxiu and Jiang Chongshi's crimes are nothing more than getting lost in front of the battle and poor support. Although the vanguard army was destroyed, they were demoted a few levels to change the commander, get some army sticks, and teach the family property to be used to redeem the head. .

But what Zhao Xi wanted was the head of the two of them.

Up to now, although Song Qingming knew that Jiang Chongshi had colluded with the barbarians, he did not have full evidence. He was afraid of being bitten by his own words alone, and this matter might not be easy to deal with.The most important thing is, what will happen after Song Qingming returns to Beijing?

He led the vanguard cavalry to attack but was surrounded by the army. It is true that the whole army was wiped out. If Jiang Chongshi can't be caught, the blame will still fall on him.

"It's really stupid like a pig." Zhao Xi said in a low voice, feeling irritable in his heart.

"...You, scold me." Song Qingming snorted, and heard Zhao Xi say this before he fully woke up in a daze.

He glanced at Song Qingming lightly, hiding the emotion in his eyes, "Wake up sooner."

"I was a little uneasy in the dream... You will be relieved when you see it." Song Qingming half-closed his eyes and looked at him greedily.

After four years of separation, the gentleman Zhilan Yushu has become more and more handsome.Sword eyebrows and phoenix eyes are born like a prince, and the high nose and thin lips have a cool meaning.Song Qingming never thought that the person who came would be Zhao Xi.

It grows longer and looks better.

Song Qingming thought for a while and then said, "I think I'm much better. I heard that you were crowned Prince Liang, why do you still come here? Don't come looking for me. You didn't even say goodbye last time. I was thinking that you didn't take me seriously, but in fact it was just that Qin Shou was sick that day, and I just cared about my soldiers."

"..." It's really noisy.

"Why did you come here?" He asked resolutely.His voice was still hoarse and nasal, which sounded a little childish.

"I'll collect your body." This was the truth. Before arriving here, Zhao Xi didn't know that Song Qingming was captured alive by the barbarians, but he was able to escape alive. This shows that his abilities are not false.

"Junior Liang is still taking on this job? Am I the first corpse you have collected? In this way, I am very honored..."

"It's Wei Guogong!" Zhao Xi couldn't bear it anymore. "You have been at the border for a long time and you don't know much. Now the father is seriously ill, the prince is in charge of the country, and the princes and the princes in the palace are all ready to move. You can guess the other things - so I was ordered by the prince to come here to collect the corpse. "

Song Qingming raised his eyebrows, but what he said later sounded a bit funny.

Now it is widely rumored that his body is gone, his father may be aware of the conspiracy, he can't get away in Ningjing, so he must find an important person to come to the border, find his son's body for burial, or investigate the whole story , I must avenge my son for this.

It's just that for some reason, the father, who has always been wise and safe, will find the prince. The two have their own needs, and it is obvious that they hit it off.However, even the crown prince now needs to rely on the Duke of the State to consolidate his position. At this moment, Ning Jing must be whitewashing the peace.

Hey, it's a mess, it's a mess everywhere.

Song Qingming put away his indecent look and sighed softly.

Zhao Xi glanced at him, "These things have nothing to do with you."

"The matter at the border must have something to do with me..."

"After you go back, I'm afraid you won't have a good time."

"The worst thing is that the head falls to the ground. If my father keeps it, I will be demoted to a commoner." Song Qingming pouted, "That's fine, I deserve it. It's a pity that there are people who deserve it more. Now Still showing off."

Zhao Xi pondered for a long time, and suddenly felt a little depressed. "These are not your fault."

"I just heard someone say that I'm as stupid as a pig." Song Qingming looked at him proudly. "You are lifting a rock to shoot yourself in the foot."

"..." What on earth is this idiot so proud of?

Song Qingming grinned, "Hey."

Zhao Xi gave him a disgusted look.Song Qingming's face is still red from a high fever, and now he is smiling like a fool.

The night was long, with shadows of candles everywhere, Song Qingming and Zhao Xi chatted one after another, and their voices gradually faded away.As soon as Zhao Xi lowered his head, he realized that he had fallen asleep.

After a long time, the corners of Zhao Xi's lips rose slightly.

Sure enough, some people still live to be annoying.

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