Pinch your waist: Your husband has a beauty mark

I don't know if it was what Gu Yunxi said that convinced Yan Yi, or because Yan Yi himself was starting to feel a little discouraged.

In short, in the end, Yan Yi agreed not to kill Jun Qizheng.

"Ah Chu, you throw him down and take the guards below for a while. After leaving him behind, you go to this place."

Gu Yunxi took Nangongchu's hand and wrote two words on his palm.

She looked at him with a deep look: "Remember, you must protect yourself. We will set off immediately, meet here, and then find a way out of the city together, you know?"

"Okay." Nangongchu looked at his palm, then slowly put it away. Then, he walked to the dead branch and picked up Jun Qizheng, who was half-dead from hunger.

"Ah Chu, let him get hurt, but don't kill him. Let him breathe, and keep him awake. I want him to feel the pain clearly."

"it is good!"

Nangong Chu took Jun Qizheng and left.

With his Qinggong, it would not be difficult for him to escape as long as he didn't have to save others.

After Nangong Chu carried Jun Qizheng away, Yan Yi looked at Gu Yunxi, worried: "Where should we go now? The prince... the prince is in this state now, if we move him casually, I'm afraid..."

"So I didn't plan to touch him." Gu Yunxi returned to the cave, knelt down next to Jun Yexuan, and reached out to check his temperature.

The high fever has subsided, but the low fever is still there.

There were too many wounds on his body, and there was inflammation everywhere. The fact that he was able to subdue the high fever was all thanks to his own strength.

But even Gu Yunxi didn't know when he would wake up.

The breath and pulse are still intermittent. If it weren't for the thousand-year-old ginseng hanging there, it would be difficult to maintain this breath.

At this time, there is no difference between taking him to escape and giving him a knife again.

Yan Yi didn't understand the situation at all: "But didn't you just make an agreement with Nangongchu..."

When he thought about it, he suddenly understood.

"Are those words of yours just to deceive Jun Qizheng?"

"It's not all lies. At least, I don't want him to die now. These words are true."

"Then what do you mean about the prince's legs..."

"It's true." Gu Yunxi extinguished all Yan Yi's cautious hopes.

She knew Yan Yi was disappointed, but the fact was the fact.

"Ye Xuan's leg is bad. The leg bone was shot in eight places by arrows. It will be difficult to stand up in the future."

Yan Yi's heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the lake.

At this time, Gu Yunxi had no need to lie to him.

The prince's legs are really broken.

He was mighty and invincible all his life. When he woke up, he found that his leg was broken. He didn't know how desperate he would be.

Yan Yi turned away, his eyes were a little red and his nose was a little sore.

The dignified man almost couldn't help but shed tears from the corners of his eyes.

His voice also became hoarse for a moment: "Is there really... no hope?"

"Everything in the world is full of surprises. Who dares to say what will happen in the future?"

Gu Yunxi picked up the newly bought medicine, mixed it with the liquor she asked Nangong Chu to buy, and continued to disinfect Jun Yexuan's wounds that were not recovering well.

"For him to wake up and live well is my biggest wish at this time. Why should I think too much about the future?"

Yan Yi took out a breath and finally managed to calm down.

"Then what should we do now? Where did you ask Nangongchu to go just now? Does he know to come back?"