Born short-lived

Dong Sheng was carried back by an old Zhuo family member who accompanied him. An arrow shot down his left shoulder at an extremely tricky angle, only an inch away from his heart. Fortunately, he had a vague feeling at that time and turned around slightly, otherwise I'm afraid I really have to return the shroud of horse leather.

Although it is said to be a "flowing arrow", this arrow is really strange. At that time, Sha'an was beaten to the ground. Even if the battlefield was chaotic, the people of Sha'an were too late to run. How could they have time to come from the east? Shoot Sheng an arrow behind him?

However, when Dong Sheng fell, the nearly ten Tiangang sword spirits who accompanied him instantly turned into their original forms, and Dong Sheng's lieutenant general made a big bag and carried them back together. Naturally, no one thought about other things, let alone Immediately send people to investigate, and when they return to the city gate, those who should run and retreat will be scattered. The northern border is vast, where can we find that person with ulterior motives?Even if Zhuo Yiming wanted to get to the bottom of it, he couldn't do it.

Dong Sheng's high fever persisted, and he was in a daze all the time. Every time he woke up for a while at most, he would fall asleep again. He said a complete sentence for two whole days-"Don't say anything", and said while tugging on Luo Chi's arm Yes, the implication is that anyone who knows him a little will understand, he just doesn't want Zhou Ziran to know.

All the Jiang clan military doctors accompanying the army were summoned to see him in the main pavilion of the city.The people on this sickbed can't stand the wind, and there are hardly any windows in the room, only a few small vents are opened at high places - but at most, it can ensure that no diseases will breed and Dong Sheng will not be suffocated to death. There is still a strong herbal smell all day long.

Dong Sheng made the military doctors moxibustion silver needles to become a hedgehog, and he was hit by an arrow in his back, so he couldn't lie down, so he could only lie on his stomach, but lying on his stomach was not conducive to Shunqi, so only when the military doctor changed his needles, Zhuo Yiming, who had been standing by the couch all the time, could help him roll him to his side and lie on his side for a while.

Dong Sheng's brain was burnt to a pot of paste, naturally he couldn't understand the anxiety of the person beside the couch, instead he felt in a daze that he could finally sleep peacefully for a while without thinking about anything, and let everything go as it should, So even though he occasionally felt a deep pain in his head and an unbearable burning sensation at the wound on his back when he was awake, it was the first time in more than two years that he felt so relaxed.

But in this worry-free long dream, he instinctively let his consciousness flow freely, but realized in a trance that what he saw and thought in this misty dream was actually Zhou Zirong.

How did that happen……

He thought that when he drove Zhou Zirong away indiscriminately, he wanted to stop this thought that was doomed to have no beginning and no end. After leaving, he himself began to suffer—it was as if he had torn out a piece of his own heart and threw it away, no matter how reluctant he was, he was powerless to get it back.

He remembered that when he was a child, he had received a unparalleled East Sea shark bead from the old marshal. He wore that bead on his body all day long, but unexpectedly, when he returned to Beijing, his young imperial sister fell in love with him. He wanted that bead desperately, and if he didn't give it to him, he would cry so loudly. In addition, that day coincided with the princess's birthday, Dong Sheng acted arrogantly at the time, thinking that the bead was not as important as his sister, so he gave the shark bead to her. to the princess.

Unexpectedly, one day later, when he came back to it, he began to be reluctant, and he couldn't say he regretted it, but he was so uncomfortable, thinking that his favorite thing was given away by himself, and he hadn't set off for the East China Sea yet, but It was just that he couldn't open his mouth to get back the gift he had given out—he had been brooding over this matter for more than a year, and it wasn't until Zhou Zirong tried his best to get him another one that he slowly let go of it.

——However, this time, not to mention throwing a shark bead, even if it is the bead of Suihou, it is far from such a sense of emptiness. He feels like he has been opened by something. Nor war can fill the great void.

It was hard to get through the first period of heart-wrenching days, and I got some peace in the continuous battle, but I didn't expect that once I won this day, everything would be over, and the thoughts that were suppressed in my heart were like spring grass growing wildly. Fill his small heart to the brim.

I drove away the only person who could accompany me.

But if you don't do this, it will be too unfair to Zhou Zirong.

During these two drowsy days, Dong Sheng felt that he might die countless times. He was not afraid of death. What, it's just destiny, and he knows that no matter what, Zhou Zirong will always be with him, from birth to death, and send him to the crossing of Huangquan - thinking about it this way, there is nothing to be afraid of.

But now, he thought, he drove Zhou Zirong away... Will Zhou Zirong hate him?Or is it true as he said, even if Zhou Zirong is still entangled now, but one day Zhou Zirong will forget him, and will realize as if waking up from a dream, that if he does not give his heart to his illusion, he will live a lighter life Some, at that time, Zhou Zirong will marry wives and have children like all other rich and noble princes, and there will be a group of heirs to live out his life in peace - at that time, Zhou Zirong may become one of the countless officials who will come to his funeral, but no Not the one embedded in his life.

He is a black spirit, he came alone, and left alone. Looking back on the road to Huangquan, there was nothing but a vast sea of ​​people... He tried his best and tried his best, but he couldn't even keep the person he cherished the most.

In the end, he is still alone, so what is the purpose of walking around this world?

Why, exactly why, he worked hard, but still couldn’t get it—from childhood to adulthood, he didn’t have the life expectancy of ordinary people, he couldn’t get the love of mother nature, and his father didn’t even know who he was, who raised him Zeng Fenglei died for him, where the dangerous queen sent him, countless people wanted his life... Now, even the last person he wants to keep is not allowed - just because he is a black man. Ling is the prince of a country.

As a result, this dream came to the end, and he was awakened by anger.

When he woke up, he found several Jiang clan military doctors guarding the couch, all of them were so excited that they couldn't express it. Finally, one of the old doctors told him that he deserved to die.

But he had nothing to say, the cold sweat on his forehead hadn't dried yet, his whole body seemed to have been washed by water, he didn't even bother to lift his fingers, he lifted his lead-filled eyelids and glanced at the old doctor, he was angry for a long time , and managed to hold back a soft sentence like rotten cotton: "Bring...Zhuo Yiming..."

Dong Sheng was in a coma for five whole days, Luo Chi was helping several old Zhuo family members to clean up the northern border, Zhuo Yiming stayed by the couch until the morning of the fourth day, the doctor couldn't stand it any longer, so he finally drove him away Go back and rest.Now when he heard that Dong Sheng had woken up, he grabbed his clothes and rushed to Dong Sheng's room.

"Your Highness!" His eyes were sore, and he almost cried out. He walked over in two steps, lying on the side of Dong Sheng's couch, "Your Highness, you woke up, you scared the villain to death."

Dong Sheng tried his best to support himself, Zhuo Yiming immediately got up and helped him to sit up, grabbed a soft cushion for him to lean on, and helped him to lean on it cautiously: "Your Highness, slow down."

After finally sitting still, Dong Sheng heaved a sigh of relief, raised his hand and waved away the doctors of the Jiang clan, and waited for them to go out and close the door before he said to Zhuo Yiming in a low voice; listen."

So Zhuo Yiming started from Da Ling's robbery, and told him every detail from beginning to end, even took out the Da Ling's knight badge.And when he heard that King Bei Zhao was urgently called into the palace to report on his duties, Dong Sheng's eyelids, which had been drooping half-deadly, suddenly lifted up, his eyes widened and he said: "What did you say?!... Are you serious? "

Zhuo Yiming was taken aback by his big reaction, stammered, and nodded again; "Yes, this is what General Luo said, there should be no falsehood."

Luo Chi...?

Dong Sheng squinted his eyes and tried to recall. He vaguely remembered that when he was in a daze a few days ago, he seemed to have indeed heard Luo Chi's voice...Since Luo Chi has said so, it probably cannot be false.

Most of the people who can attack him in the scuffle are the person surnamed Nie, and Zhou Zirong was called to Beijing urgently under such circumstances, then...

Dong Sheng was so frightened that he was so tired that he sat up with his elbows propped on the head of the bed, and said anxiously, "Go, find someone to pack your things, and set off for Beijing immediately."

"But……"

Dong Sheng raised his hand to stop: "Go if you are told!"

He thought, no matter what, as long as he still has breath, no one can touch his people under his nose.

Two days before Dong Sheng woke up, Zhou Zirong and Jiang Huailan had already arrived in Huajing City. To his surprise, the internal officer who brought him into the palace did not take him to see the queen, but led him directly to Jianghuai City. Family compound.

And it was only after he entered Beijing that Mu Shao knew that this year's Summer Festival Ceremony had been postponed and has not yet been held.

Zhou Zirong could probably guess what made him rush to Beijing in such a hurry, and even Jiang Huailan's face that had been frozen for thousands of years showed a rare crack.

The Jiang Clan's compound was dead silent, the flowers in the courtyard were sparsely blooming, last night a night rain knocked down the remaining flowers and leaves all over the ground, a servant led them to the house of the high priest Jiang Huaibi.

The young man instructed in a low voice; "The High Priest is not in good spirits, if there is any negligence, I hope the prince and the second lady will be sympathetic."

——It turns out that the high priest Jianghuai Bi's deadline is approaching.