treacherous beauty

On the ground at the back of the camp, there was a man covered with a white cloth of ten feet, and two small soldiers were guarding there, making irresponsible remarks. Wei Xuanlang walked over and removed the white cloth, revealing a pale dead face: "Do you recognize the sword marks on his body? ?”

It is the sacrifice of one's own people.

Xue Yong looked at it for a while, then said dumbly, "I know."

How could they not recognize that their Xiao family was wiped out with a sword on their necks 15 years ago, exactly the same.

Wei Xuanlang touched his neck with his fingers, and the sword marks there were almost invisible, he said: "After so many years of investigation, there is only a little clue like Jing Zhen, Brother Xiao Yan, Jing Zhen is Jian Chengcong's son, We have to follow their father and son to touch it down."

"Hmm." Xue Yong's tone was a bit dull.

Wei Xuanlang's words seemed to shatter the fluke in his heart.

"Have you seen clearly who killed him?" Wei Xuanlang asked the standing soldier.

"If you go back to the general, I didn't find it." Xiao Bing replied: "But among the rebels who went into battle today, except for a few generals, they all used knives."

"Duke Huai must have known about what happened back then." Wei Xuanlang shook Xue Yong's hand: "Brother Xiao Yan, the emperor, might also have a part in it."

Duke Huai is extremely cautious in employing people, if his generals are burdened with a serious family extermination case and he doesn't know about it, there is almost no such possibility.

Xue Yong was stunned for a moment, clasped Wei Xuanlang's arm tightly with both hands, and did not say a word.

Wei Xuanlang didn't dare to go any further, he hurriedly walked back with his arms in his arms.

Back in the handsome tent, bursting heartache ran all over his body, Xue Yong finally couldn't hold it back, and vomited a mouthful of blood.

Every time he touches family hatred, he is always in such a mess.

Wei Xuanlang frowned tightly, and while hugging the person, he told the left and right: "Go to the palace and ask Wei Ling to come over."

The lieutenant outside the tent hurriedly responded.

Suddenly a drum was beating in the distance, and someone yelled through the air with a male voice:

"Wei Xuanlang, your grandfather is here to kill you, why don't you hurry up and open the city, and leave you and your concubine alive."

"The kid surnamed Xiao, the whole family is dead, why are you still alive, come out and let grandpa send you a family reunion..."

"..."

Before he finished cursing, Wei Xuanlang raised his sword and said, "Brother Xiao Yan, drink your saliva first, I'll go out for a while."

Seeing that he was going to kill someone, Xue Yong frowned: "I'll go."

Wei Xuanlang was afraid that he would be depressed, so he lowered his eyes and said, "Why do you and I need to be so clear?"

Xue Yong wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, picked up the bow beside him, pushed him and rushed out.

I don't know where the strength came from, but his whole body was about to explode.

……

The string was released, and a white light shot up into the sky, hitting several feet away, and a lieutenant general who was scolding in front of the rebel army fell to the ground, and the sound of wailing followed.

His arms were numb due to the force of the rear bounce, and his internal organs seemed to have been shattered, Xue Yong's face suddenly turned pale, and he could hardly stabilize his figure and said: "Fei Qing, I'm sorry, I'm really in a bad mood gone."

Wei Xuanlang hugged him from behind: "Brother Xiao Yan is good at archery."

As soon as Xue Yong relaxed, suddenly his whole body seemed to lose his support, his eyes went dark, and he fell into Wei Xuanlang's arms.

Wei Xuanlang didn't care about the rain of arrows that the rebels were shooting here like crazy, and ran back to the commander's tent, saying in a panicked voice: "Go and meet Wei Ling, hurry up."

"Young master." Gongsun Feng rushed in from outside with a few strange-looking people: "General Wei, it is really impossible to let him bleed?"

Looking at those people again, they kept nodding their heads: "Let's let the blood out."

Bloodletting and vigorous irrigation of white water may relieve the pain.

Wei Xuanlang lowered his ink eyes with a headache: "Let's talk later."

Earth is too hurt the body.

When Wei Ling came in, the person behind him was dressed in dark purple brocade clothes, his deep phoenix eyes were full of arrogance, and his lavender thin lips partly evoked a wry smile, giving his appearance a faint melancholy.

"Why is Your Majesty here?" Wei Xuanlang's cold eyes flashed with surprise, and he looked at Jian Chengcong lightly, with a complicated expression.

"I'll take a look at Qingyan." Jian Chengcong shifted his gaze to the bed: "I also thank the general for sending someone to guard the palace for me."

Wei Xuanlang replied calmly, and quickly made way for Wei Ling: "I'm sorry."

If it weren't for the fear of the rebels in the city and the rebels outside the city attacking from inside and outside, Xue Yong would not have put his warriors in the vicinity of the palace.

Wei Ling glanced at him and shook his head: "You all go out, let this place be cleaner."

Wei Xuanlang and Jian Chengcong looked at each other, said nothing, and walked outside tacitly.

It was suffocating in the midsummer heat, and the two of them were wearing complicated clothes. Both of them were a little irritable. Jian Chengcong spoke first, "Fei Qing, how is Duke Huai's strength in today's battle?"

Wei Xuanlang: "Your Majesty can see for himself?"

He didn't look at Jian Chengcong, fearing that he couldn't suppress the killing intent in his heart.

Duke Huai's soldiers can still be so strong in a long-distance attack, if they wait for a rest, they are probably an army of tigers and wolves, and the capital may not be able to hold.

"I," Jian Chengcong said, "it's all thanks to the general. If the city is destroyed, I will die for my country. Wei Ling will also die for the Lord."

When he said this, his eyes turned to the setting sun, and his face was dead silent.

He wanted to tell Wei Xuanlang that once the city was broken, Wei Ling would die, so there would be no one else who could alleviate the poison in Xue Yong's body.

Wei Xuanlang's heart was raging with anger, and he suppressed it on the face: "When will Mr. Jing's reinforcements arrive?"

If they come in time, they won't be so pessimistic, and there is still a chance of winning in a last stand.

Jian Chengcong's eyes flickered slightly: "If there is no accident, tomorrow."

Wei Xuanlang: "I wait for Lord Jing."

Jian Chengcong looked at him for a while, then heard footsteps, turned his head and said, "Wei Ling has come out."

Wei Xuanlang stood still, only waiting for Wei Ling to come over before saying, "So fast?"

Wei Ling: "General Jing'an, let me continue with the same sentence. It is best for Dr. Xue Shang to rest in another place for a while, which may slow down the onset of toxicity in his body. , really dare not come again.”

Here, it is to die, to die.

Wei Xuanlang raised his eyes, stared at Jian Chengcong and said, "The palace hasn't found a complete detoxification prescription for so many years?"

Wei Ling: "There is no other solution to the poison of mercury sand. We can only cut blood on the calf or arm every once in a while, excrete a little bit at a time, and let the blood drain after a period of recuperation until the mercury sand is completely discharged from the body."

Wei Xuanlang's heart trembled, as if someone had cut him with a knife, and the blood dripped profusely: "Is this how Imperial Doctor Wei usually treats Doctor Xue Shang?"

"Of course not." Wei Ling said, "I'm using a prescription, which has been suppressing the recurrence of toxicity, but this prescription is not as good as direct bloodletting. No matter how good the prescription is, there is no way to force the poison out of the body."

Wei Xuanlang understood what he said, but his tone was still a little heavy: "His current body and bones can withstand bloodletting?"

Wei Lingsheng was dissatisfied with him: "The general shouldn't have brought him to the front of the battle."

Wei Xuanlang glanced at Jian Chengcong from the corner of his eye, without refuting, he went straight to the handsome tent.

Hua Yu had just intercepted a piece of information, seeing Wei Xuanlang coming in, he hesitated and said, "Where can we escape if we lose?"

Seeing that his expression was different, Wei Xuanlang frowned slightly: "Why, Duke Huai's reinforcements arrived earlier?"

Hua Yu glanced behind the screen: "Hey, this subordinate has not experienced many battles, so he is so worried. Are you going to see Young Master Xiao? He is awake."

He was afraid that Xue Yong would be overwhelmed after hearing this.

Wei Xuanlang stretched out his long arms, and pulled an envelope out of his sleeve in an instant, with a gloomy voice: "Who sent it?"

Hua Yu said with his lips: It should be the information sent by Mr. Xiao's people.

Wei Xuanlang picked it up and stuffed it into his sleeve, turned around behind the screen, saw Xue Yong closing his eyes and recuperating, leaned over and put his hand on his forehead, and asked softly, "Do you feel better?"

The cinnabar mole on his forehead looked dimmer than usual, his face lost its luster, and there was no trace of beauty in his whole body, only a pair of delicate bones and black hair covered the bed, and Wei Xuanlang's eyes. Hair straightened, and there was some indescribable sadness in my heart.

Xue Yong took his hand and put it on his cheek, and chuckled a little weakly: "You invited Wei Ling here, can I feel better?"

"My doctor has seen the medicine Wei Ling gave you, and it is different every time. Brother Xiao Yan, is this person reliable?" Wei Xuanlang got up and asked: "Several doctors have read the prescription, but they can't see it." Find out why."

Also, every time he uses needles... down the spine...

Wei Ling's medical skills were unsurpassed. He had heard of it before, but Wei Xuanlang was still a little worried about such a elusive thing.

"Reliable." Xue Yong's voice was hoarse, and he sounded less serious: "Much more reliable than my charlatans, they want to bleed me."

Wei Xuanlang: "..."

Just now Wei Ling also said that he would bleed you.

Xue Yong frowned: "Your Majesty is coming?"

Wei Xuanlang nodded, "I came with Wei Ling."

Come and tell him he can't lose this battle.

Otherwise, let's talk about Xue Yong's life.

The Chen family couldn't sit still, and Jian Chengcong couldn't sit still. By the way, Xue Yong hadn't asked Chen Huan what to do, so he said, "Fei Qing, what are the plans of the Chen family?"

Just now he saw Chen Huan leaving the handsome tent with a dark face.

Wei Xuanlang's eyes darkened: "The Chen family advised me to withdraw my troops and let King Huai enter the city. After he kills Jian Chengcong, he will join hands with me to attack King Huai."

Xue Yong's palms broke out in a little cold sweat, Chen Ying and Wei Xianzhi had the same idea, they were both waiting for King Huai to kill the king and reap the benefits of being a fisherman.

But it didn't matter what kind of corpses King Huai was after he entered the city.

Xue Yong wanted to ask something else, but Hua Yu coughed lightly outside, and said in a low voice, "My lord, the eldest son of Jinzhou asked someone to send a message."

Both Wei Xuanlang and Xue Yong were startled: "Come in."

"My lord." Hua Yu said, "My lord said that I would definitely ask you to return to Jinzhou in the next few days and stop fighting. This battle cannot be won."

Duke Huai had been planning for at least ten years to raise an army this time, and it was not something their mere tens of thousands of people could stop.

Wei Xuanlang: "Understood."

Hua Yu: "..."

He didn't want to fight it either.

So what if the world changed hands, anyway, what they have is military power, so whoever is the emperor has nothing to do with them.

let's go now.

After a while of silence, Xue Yong suddenly asked: "Fei Qing, should there be news from Mr. Jing in the past few days?"

Jing Zhen's reinforcements decided their victory or defeat.

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