The rain had been pouring under the eaves all night, and in the early morning, a wave of water surged straight into the house.
He San was cooking porridge, and there was only a plate of pickles on the table. He was stirring the porridge and was about to drink it, when he heard the person on the bed calling him.
"He San?" the man called, "You saved me."
He San put down the porridge, took a new bowl from the cabinet, and divided the porridge into Two bowls were handed to the person on the bed.
"You're awake, but that doesn't count as saving you. Although you're seriously injured, you're not dead." He San said calmly.
The man nodded slightly in thanks, took the porridge bowl, and the two of them drank the porridge in the bowl.
He San smiled and said: "I thought the prince-in-law only wanted to die, but I didn't expect that he is still full of desire for life!"
Hearing the visitor's joke, Tu Shansong also smiled and looked at Jinggong In the direction of the country, he asked: "Jingguo..."
"Dead." He San said with confidence. Dan Yun Qing, as if this matter has nothing to do with him, yes, a pariah like him will always suffer wherever he goes, no matter who is in power. "But Emperor Jing is said to have escaped, but the regime has passed away. , the prince in power now is the prince of Yue Kingdom. "Where is the princess?" Song asked.
"Princess? I didn't hear that she was caught," He San said with an annoyed look on his face, "But a woman like that will probably end up not much better! She was born with the curse of national subjugation, and the emperor was foolish enough to spare her life, but now she has Let this curse come true!"
Looking at the anger of the person in front of me, Tu Shansong sat up, shook his head, and said: "It's not her. She neither participates in politics nor holds power. What does the rise and fall of a country have to do with a woman? What's more, people's lives are written by themselves, and there is never anything. Let’s talk about destiny. If there is a destiny, then people know it and still work hard. What's the business?"
He San drank the porridge in one gulp, took back Song's porridge bowl, put it on his bowl, and said angrily: "Yes, you study a lot, I can't care about that much, Anyway, I, He San, knew that she was the one who wanted me to die, but it was the consort who saved me and let me go. I, now I heard that Qingqiu sent people for reinforcements and took the opportunity to rescue the seriously injured prince-in-law, which can be regarded as repaying your kindness!"
Hearing his dejected words, Tu Shansong also reacted. He had no choice but to smile helplessly, and when he was about to say thanks, he was stopped by Na He San with one hand.
“Hey, what are you doing? I’ve already told you. He San, I’m a rough guy and I’m too lazy to be polite to you. Stop doing this. If you can leave, I’ll send you back to Qingqiu immediately. , otherwise if you live here, food is precious during the war, and I don’t have any extra food to support you!”
Looking at He San's leaving figure, a trace of complexity flashed in Song's eyes.
Niao Niao, I really didn’t expect that your cliched repayment of gratitude link would actually be used here. It's just a pity that it ruined your reputation.
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In the military tent, Emperor Jing stared at the hairpin in his hand in a daze. The moonlight entered the room. The candles on the table had long been burned out. He did not renew them, but just stared blankly. Looking at it.
Luo Fei, is it really you?
Now he has understood that the person who originally had contact with the Chu State was Yaming. So the most suitable person to obey Yaming to carry out the palace change is her biological aunt, Luo Fei.
But this is all too insensitive! In fact, it has nothing to do with slowness. In the face of an absolute disparity in strength, turning defeat into victory is not easy.
The sound of footsteps outside the tent was heard. Emperor Jing put away his hairpin and entered the tent holding a candle. He first saluted and then added new wax to Emperor Jing.
"Captain You, what are your preparations next?" Emperor Jing looked at Liu Zhang. Now he has lost his majesty as a monarch, but he remains here as a spiritual symbol.
Liu Zhang lit the candles and still saluted politely: "Your Majesty, I plan to evacuate the capital first. If not, the army of the Moon Kingdom will find this place in a few days. By then, we will The last of the troops will disappear." Emperor Jing nodded, said goodbye to Liu Zhang, and turned to leave the military tent. As soon as he left the military tent, he saw Ya Ming walking forward in plain clothes with a white tie on her forehead. Wiping his forehead, he looked miserable.
The two walked together in the court, Yaming said: "Brother, thank you."
Liu Zhang looked sad, but he still forced a smile: "We are all one family. "Why don't you talk about thanks?"
"Brother, please join Chu State, otherwise, you won't live long." Yaming was silent for a long time, and finally couldn't help but express his anger.
Under the golden armor, a black line is currently circling on Liuzhang's arm. The line is strange, but it shows strength.
"Ya Ming, we in Prince Yi's Mansion have been loyal for generations..."
"Without that bottle of demon blood, you would have died long ago, wouldn't you?" Ya Ming asked forcefully.
One sentence made Liu Zhang unable to speak a word. The last light in his eyes was extinguished. His lips trembled, but he still pretended to be calm and said:
< br>"There must be a way to cure the poison of this demon blood."
"Is there any?"
"Yes!"
Under the moonlight, a young general tightened his grip on his sword. Once, he was so righteous and awe-inspiring, but now he seemed to have done something terribly wrong. He did not dare to look at his sister. With eyes wide open, he turned around and walked past his sister, running straight towards the darker woods.
However, as soon as he walked into the forest, a figure appeared behind the tree.
With tears in his eyes, Xiao Cong looked at the general who just passed by him and couldn't help but chase him.
Once, he regarded Xinyi as his faith in life, but his family and country were in trouble, and his parents were kind. He followed his father's teachings and the monarch's arrangements, traveled far away to experience in the military camp, and left Xinyi;
Later, he regarded morality and justice as his belief in life, but when Xinyi was in trouble and he couldn't bear it, he killed the mythical beast that had saved his life and survived till now;
Later, he used his family as his family The country was his faith, but the country was shattered and the mountains and rivers were shattered. He died before he was even halfway through building his career. How could he be willing to do so? But if you want to survive, you have to betray your bloodline and drink the demon blood!
Why is God always so unfair? The more he wants something, the more he is forced to lose something? !
Now, he just wants to be in peace, and he just wants everyone to be in peace. Is this wrong?
Liu Zhang's vision began to blur. He only felt a big puff of suffocation in his chest, and a surge of hot blood. Without paying attention, he spit out a mouthful of hot blood on the ground. The snow on the mountain had not yet melted. You can see the cracks in the frozen soil, and you can faintly see the steam rising from the blood.
A figure rushed forward, held Liu Zhang's arm, and couldn't help but call out:
"Prince!"
Liu Zhang turned his head, he was used to being called general, and occasionally heard Hearing the word "Sir", he couldn't help but pull his thoughts back to the past. When he turned around, he saw Xiao Congzheng looking at him with tears in his eyes.
"General Shi..." Xiao Cong withdrew his hand and hurriedly wiped his tears.
Liu Zhang raised his hand and was about to wipe the blood on his lips when a handkerchief was handed to him. He nodded and took it.
"Princess, she...is not here."