[Net King] Throwing down His Highness

"Tezuka Kunimitsu, Tezuka Kunimitsu, what's the matter with you?"

Atobe embraced Tezuka, saw that his originally slightly pale face was faintly blue now, his eyes were closed tightly, but his lips could not help but flutter.

Close your ears and listen carefully, and hear him whispering intermittently, "No, you can't attack Lihai... If you break the covenant and send troops hastily, you will lose this battle... No two, do it, we must stop it..."

"Hey, do you want it? Tell me what's wrong!" Atobe shook a few times, Tezuka not only didn't answer, he just passed out.

When he woke up, the room was filled with cold moonlight, and the figure beside the bed seemed to be bowing his head in thought, not moving for a long time.

With a slight cough in his throat, the man immediately turned around, flung himself to the bed, leaned his upper body, and stared at himself with burning eyes like meteorites, "Are you awake, how do you feel now?"

"Your Highness?" The face close at hand was Atobe, Tezuka was startled, and quickly sat up on the bed.

"Master Tezuka, can I ask the officer to take the pulse again?" Another gentle and old voice came from the side.

"Ah, medical officer, it's you..." Tezuka recognized that this was the medical officer who had been treating him all this time, "I, what's wrong with me?"

My mind has calmed down, but my thinking is still a mess.

Tezuka only remembers that he and Atobe rode together, commanded the training of sergeants in the martial arts arena of the Ice Empire, and his opponent in the battle was Mrs. Ninzuzu...

Tezuka stretched out his wrist obediently, and the medical officer rested his three fingers on the pulse, distinguishing it very carefully, pondering, and after a long time, he switched his wrist again.

Going back and forth like this twice, I stood up and bowed to Atobe, "Your Highness, Lord Tezuka's pulse is calm, and there is nothing serious about it. As for why Shicai fainted suddenly, I don't have much medical skills and knowledge, so I really dare not speak indiscriminately." explain."

"Hey, did I faint just now?" Tezuka himself was surprised.

"Okay, you go down first, and take the medicine carefully." Atobe waved his hand, dismissed the medical officer, and turned around to look at Tezuka.

He had already jumped out of bed and stood in front of him. Apart from the surprise on his face, he really couldn't see anything unusual. His shoulders were stretched, his back was straight, and his pupils were bright. He should have been treated for more than half a month. It's almost recovered.

"Can you think of anything? For example, who said Taocheng?"

His Highness Atobe's questioning seems to be less concerned than before, and his attitude is elusive.

Tezuka was a little apprehensive, tried hard to recall for a while, but shook his head helplessly.

"Okay, then you can rest, and I will come to see you later." Atobe didn't ask any further questions, and left with a simple confession.

Tezuka was the only one left in the room, and he himself was confused about this matter, but His Highness Atobu didn't say anything, especially that indifferent attitude, which added an invisible pressure to him.

Alas, in comparison, what he would rather face is that passionate, heroic, domineering, His Highness Atobe who likes to make fun of people...

Outside the hanging flower gate, Guan Yue paced back and forth uneasily, he, who has always been elegant, didn't feel that he had stepped on a square of green grass.

Seeing Atobe coming out, he rushed to meet him and asked nervously, "How?"

Atobe walked straight forward without stopping, "His memory has not recovered."

"No?" Guanyue seemed surprised, but he also breathed a sigh of relief, "Your Highness, this matter is very strange, and I can't understand it..."

Atobu stopped suddenly, and Huo turned his head, the brilliance in his eyes was abnormally bright, "I understand now!"

"Ah, Your Highness, do you understand?"

"Yes, except for the memory, he has been completely restored to be the former Tezuka Kunimitsu..."

"Then what is your Highness going to do?" When asking this question, Guanyue tried to restrain himself so as not to let his voice tremble.

A decision made by Atobu at this time is very likely to affect the world situation in the next few decades, or even hundreds of years!

"Since it's only a little bit short, of course my uncle will give him some serious information." Atobe looked at the sky above his head where the clouds were changing among the intertwined branches and leaves, "For example, why not take him back to Qingguo... "

"Back to Qingguo?" Guanyue didn't care about etiquette, hurried to Atobu, and asked repeatedly, "Has your highness ever thought that Qingguo is mostly an enemy rather than a friend to Bingdi, so he sent it back to Tezuka?" Guoguang, I'm afraid there will be endless troubles in the future!"

Atobe snorted coldly, without any excitement, "Lihai is mostly an enemy rather than a friend to Bingdi, and letting them defeat Qingguo will not benefit me at all, besides——"

What's more, he held the lingering sound in his mouth, seemed to be hesitating, stopped talking, and walked away.

"Is it so easy to defeat Qingguo..." Guanyue muttered to herself, suddenly she seemed to have realized something, and her head was already more than ten feet away.

"Your Highness, Your Highness!" He quickly chased after her.

Atobe strode forward, but gave Guanyue a cold peripheral vision from the corner of his eyes, and taunted him, "You seem to be very distracted, why, is there something that prevents you from concentrating?"

"..." Guanyue was silent, at this moment, Yutai must have left the territory of Bingdi.

"Aren't you bragging that you have the most well-informed news network in the world? Have you heard that Qingguo and Lihai fought at Tianhuoyuan at night, and not to mention Qingguo's casualties, even Fuji Zhouzhu was injured?"

"What?" Guanyue exclaimed, scaring away a group of birds in the bushes.

After exclaiming, he was completely stunned and felt a bit of bitterness, starting from the throat and spreading to the entire mouth and atrium.

Are these negligence and confusion all because of Yuta's departure...

Atobe looked at him quietly, with penetrating eyes that seemed to be ridiculed, but also seemed to understand.

After a long time, Guanyue's body and expression gradually relaxed. He lowered his head and gave himself a wry smile, took a deep breath, and when he faced Atobe again, his smile became soft and calm.

"Your Highness, Yu Tai has returned to Qing Country."

After bandaging Fujisuke's arm injury, Gan Zhenzhi solemnly warned him, "If you still want this arm, you can't use any more force in the next few days. No matter what the war is, you must heal the injury first."

Although there is still a smile on Bu Er's face, he is exhausted and helpless, "I would like to rest in peace, but are those people on the other side willing to..."

Oishi Shuichiro kept staring at Kando for Fuji to heal his wounds, with a tense expression, but kept silent for fear of distracting him.

Dashi knew very well that Bu Er appeared gentle and quiet, and would not get angry easily, but he had his own opinions in everything, and he was not easy to show weakness. Now even he said the same, I am afraid that the next war will make Qing Guo more and more angry. more unfavorable.

"Fuer, do it, I, I have an idea!" Dashi felt that he must say this.

"Well, tell me, Dashi." Buer's calm eyes were both encouraging and comforting.

"How about we retreat?"

In a short sentence, Dashi said it very hard, almost gritting his teeth, and there was silence in the tent.

"Why, I, am I wrong? Now Fuji and A Tao are injured, and the soldiers are also—" Fuji and Gan didn't speak, and even had that expression on his face, which made Dashi more and more anxious.

"Oshi, we have no choice now." Buer sighed coolly, and sent his eyes far away, reaching the dark night sky at the end of his vision, "As soon as we retreat, the army of Lihai Kingdom will drive straight in." , invade our land, plunder our population..."

Jian Gan also nodded silently, Oishi staggered back two steps, sat down back to his original position, and stamped his feet in pain, "It's all those bastards from Kimoto, I don't know what is going on with Master Tezuka now, if he is here ..."

Qian Zhenzhi covered his mouth and coughed lightly, signaling Dashi to speak carefully, but Buer just lowered his eyebrows and smiled, not paying attention.

"Fuer, I, I didn't mean that..." Dashi also found out his language problem, and was a little embarrassed.

"Hehe, Dashi, you are thinking too much..."

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the tent, it was still far away at first, and it came here quickly.

"You can't go in! Stop, stop for me, or don't blame me for being rude!"

"Let him go in, Buer is definitely willing to see him."

Amidst the commotion, Kaoru Kaidou's anger and Eiji Kikumaru's persuasion could be heard quite clearly.

What the hell happened?The three people in the tent looked at each other, and when Buer was about to get up, Dashi jumped up first, "Hey, you are injured, I should go out and have a look."

As soon as Dashi arrived at the tent, a group of people entangled and crowded in front of him. Sure enough, Haitang and another person pulled each other into a ball, and Kikumaru couldn't persuade him no matter what.

"Haitang, what are you doing? He is... ah, you, you are the best brother?" Seeing the young man clutching Haitang's chest, Dashi was really startled, stunned for a moment, and happily rushed into the tent Shouting loudly, "No two, no two, your brother is back!"

With this earth-shattering voice, he yelled so loudly that he didn't care about Gan's advice to him. He rushed over and even pushed away the boulder. After seeing the person glaring at him clearly, he cursed angrily, "Don't call me Buer." younger brother".

"Yuta, Yuta, is it really you?" Full of surprises, Fuji put his arms around Yuta's shoulders, looked him up and down carefully, made sure he was fine, and smiled with relief, "Why do you want to come back? "

"The two countries are at war. As a warrior of the Qing Kingdom, I will naturally come back!"

Yuta swung his arm and broke free from his brother's embrace. This time, he used a little more force, and he pressed his shoulder. Although he didn't make a sound, his cheek twitched in pain.

"Are you hurt? Is it important?" Yu Tai was shocked, and he stopped being stubborn with his brother, and his strong concern was beyond words.

"It's okay, it's just a skin trauma. I accidentally got stabbed by Genichiro Sanada, ha ha."

In order not to worry his younger brother, Bu Er deliberately smiled as if nothing had happened, and tried his best to raise his arm, but Qian Zhenzhi exclaimed, "Fu Er, no!"

Looking at the bulging bandage on his elder brother's shoulder, blood was still oozing faintly, and worry was clearly written on Gan and Dashi's faces.

Fuji Yuta couldn't help gnashing his teeth, "You guys are here to fight Li Hai to the death, but the majestic Lord Tezuka is in the comfort zone of the Ice Emperor's son, and he is at ease all day long, and he can't be called back!"