I see the snow

Qin Yi sucked the poison of Mu Ziling's corpse for four nights, and when the doctor came to see him on the fifth day, the tendency of the rot had stopped spreading.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, Mr. Mu's injury is much better than the previous few days!"

The doctor said: "If you recover well in the next few days, there is a [-]% chance of surviving!"

Can it recover well?

Qin Yi thought to himself, Gu sucked off the rotting blood for him every night, and he couldn't taste the taste with his lips and tongue these days, he just felt numb.

The so-called emperor's fate and the golden dragon's body protection, it is best to be true.

Otherwise, he really bet his wealth and life this time.

After the medical officer retreated, Qin Yi looked at Mu Ziling's cheek.

His face has become thin and pointed. It was originally a cold and reticent face, but now it looks even less blessed.

But fortunately, the foundation of his appearance is always there. Even if he was injured like this, when Qin Yi wiped Mu Ziling's hands with a hot towel, he still couldn't help but pause——

Slender and white hands, lonely and emaciated wrists.

Even just looking at such hands, there seems to be a lingering and affectionate meaning.

Qin Yi's throat moved, thinking, this person... really has a personality completely different from his appearance.

Mingming looks so good-looking, but he always does morbid, vicious and moody things.

The young emperor sat dryly under the lamp for a long time, and he couldn't help stretching out his hand——

He touched Mu Ziling's pale cheek.

……

On the other side, the Shengyang military camp.

"Why hasn't Mu Ziling's star gone yet!?"

Wang Weiliang and his deputy stood in the courtyard, out of breath.

The Snow Harrier boy stood beside them, with his eyes downcast and silent, as if in a daze, but also as if he didn't care.

Each country in the Central Mainland has its own strengths, such as Yunyan masters witchcraft, Liang Cheng masters governance, and Sheng Yang is keen on observing the stars.In their system of governing the country, there is even the post of "Star Watching God" who can compete with half of the civil and military court with one person's strength.

In the past few days, Wang Weiliang has been making people watch the stars and tell their fates, wanting to see when the young master Yin who made him lose everything will die.

It's just that except for the first few days when Mu Ziling's stars were really dim and seemed to be on the verge of falling, these days they have stabilized faintly, and there is a tendency to shine again.

"The smoke penetrated his chest, can he survive?"

Wang Weiliang was filled with anger and indignation. If it wasn't impossible, he really wanted to drag off Mu Ziling's star with his own hands.

"Gong Ziyin's seat is protected by dragon energy, it should be Emperor Liang Qin Yi who is protecting him personally."

The stargazing warlock smiled and said: "The ghost can't get close to the real dragon, and the corpse poison on Young Master Yin's body has naturally eased."

Wang Weiliang suddenly raised his eyes and stared at the warlock, who froze slightly.Wang Weiliang said: "Then what should we do?"

"Aren't you the proud disciple of Guanxing Pavilion, how to solve the current situation!?"

Warlock was dripping with cold sweat: "This... this..."

"...I need to ask the brothers in the cabinet for advice on this, and see what kind of magic formula he has."

After hesitating and hawing for a long time, the warlock finally told the truth: "Trouble... trouble Mr. Wang, wait another day, I will send a letter to him tonight..."

Wang Weiliang shook his sleeves angrily, let out a heavy "Oh!", and turned around.

This person is said to be an outstanding "talent" in Guanxing Pavilion, and Wang Weiliang spent a lot of money to win him over.

But now it was the first time he was asked to come in handy, how could he be so useless!

……

Lying on the bed alone, Mu Ziling felt as if he had returned to Yunyan's Wulian Palace.

Since childhood, every time he got sick, he was like this, staying alone helplessly, the bed was extremely cold, and there was no trace of heat, but he felt hot all over.

He couldn't sleep with the quilt warm, and wanted to ask someone to warm him with a stove, but there was no one around him, and no one answered.

At night, Mu Ziling's cheeks were scarlet from the burn, and he almost wobbled.He was hazy and full of despair, wondering if he was going to die, but would anyone know if he died, and no one would know if he would stink in the side hall, that would be ugly.

He is a child, and he can't control himself not to get sick. If he could, he would naturally know that he is not like Mu Huai'an, who has a bunch of people to take care of him when he is sick.I can also get my father's broad palm to rub and wipe my forehead over and over again——

He can't get anything, and he doesn't want to be sick at all.

Therefore, Mu Ziling always thought that it would be nice to grow up soon.

At the age of 20, wearing a crown, these troubles that only feel powerless as a child can go away, and you can go wherever you want.

It's a pity that Mu Ziling is already seventeen this year, and he still falls asleep by himself, the quilt is full of cold, and when he is seriously injured, he is on the verge of death again and again, but there is still no one around him.

Ten years have passed, and his situation is still the same, and everything he desires is still extravagant.

He felt that he was dying of illness, and there were still faint cries in his ears. It was the children who died on the altar, and they were looking for his life again.

"Why did he start to have a fever again?"

Beside the bed, Qin Yi put his hand on Mu Ziling's forehead with a gloomy face, and a medical officer was kneeling beside the bed.

After Qin Yi sucked the poisonous blood for Mu Ziling, Mu Ziling's injury has stabilized a lot.But for some reason, since last night, Mu Ziling had a high fever again.

The wound on the heart began to worsen again.

"Didn't Gu stay by his side?"

Qin Yi said angrily: "Why doesn't it work!?"

Because of customs, almost no one in Liang Cheng was proficient in witchcraft. Except for Mu Ziling, no one had made any achievements in those gods, gods and ghosts.

Medical officials only know how to cure diseases and save lives, and prescribe acupuncture and moxibustion, but they are very helpless when it comes to things beyond this scope.

"Maybe……"

One of them said: "Perhaps Mr. Mu commits too many crimes, this karmic retribution... just, just..."

Qin Yi almost kicked him to the ground.

"What's the noise outside?"

While being disturbed, Qin Yi heard noises outside, and asked wearily, "Where are the people crying?"

In the past few days, Qin Yi stayed by Mu Ziling's side all day long, and if the affairs in the army were not extremely difficult, he would not report them to him.

A servant said: "It's Sheng Yang."

Qin Yi paused and asked, "Sheng Yang?"

"Yes."

The servant reported: "Since yesterday, many Shengyang people have come out of Chifengguan, ran to our city, weeping and burning paper, saying that they want to seek justice for their relatives."

"..."

This is something new that Qin Yi has never encountered before: "What justice do you want?"

"they said……"

The servant murmured slightly: "It is said that when Young Master Yin attacked the city earlier, he killed people and massacred the city, committed all kinds of crimes, and many relatives died at his hands... This time, God has eyes and finally punished him, so everyone is cursing Young Master Yin to die earlier. good……"

If it were someone else, Sheng Yang would never dare to be so presumptuous.

When the two armies were at war, and the people left the city, they might have been shot before they reached the enemy's gate.

It's just that Qin Yi is well-known, and everyone knows that he never kills the old, young, women and children. The people Sheng Yang sent out of the city this time are also such people, which can be regarded as Qin Yi's weakness. "It wouldn't be Wang Weiliang's idea."

Qin Yi could almost guess at the first reaction: "He doesn't have such a brain."

"Yes……"

The servant replied: "The spies said that there are always letters from Shengyang Wangcheng in the past few days. It should be Wang Weiliang who asked for help."

Qin Yi pondered for a while, and asked with difficulty: "What's the use of them doing this?"

"Could it be possible to curse people to death by cursing?—"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Qin Yi froze:

Yes, "last night".Mu Ziling's injury also started to worsen last night. In a sense, this time is really a coincidence!

His expression gradually sank, Qin Yi stood up with his eyes closed, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Let's go out and have a look."

On the scorched and desolate battlefield, whimpering and wailing came and went one after another.

Women in twos and threes with young children burned paper and cried under Qin Yi's city wall.

"There are three or four children in the family, and Ah Bao is still a baby. You say you are dead, what will you do if you leave our mothers behind...!"

"Originally the house in the second city could still be rented, but now it is taken by Liang Chengren, there is really no way out!"

"Poor thing, poor thing...! I hate that murderer, why didn't he die to pay for your life!!"

They are scattered, separated by about several meters.The total number of people is several hundred, and they are arranged in such a way that they vaguely surround the entire city in a circle!

Listening to the deafening cries, Qin Yi was thrown into every now and then one or two villains with needles in each of the bonfires.

The snow-white coins floated everywhere.

...Even if Qin Yi doesn't know the art of witchcraft, he still feels an extremely depressing resentment in this environment.

No wonder Mu Ziling had a high fever again.He was originally poisoned by the corpse, and it was hard to be restrained by Qin Yi's real dragon fate.

Being cursed day and night like this, the yin energy around him will inevitably increase, and even Qin Yi can't contain his injuries.

"It can't go on like this."

Qin Yi murmured in a low voice, and ordered the left and right: "Send someone to drive them away, as long as it doesn't hurt their lives."

The entourage took the order and immediately sent someone to do it.

Qin Yi saw soldiers surrounding the women and forcibly extinguishing their piles of paper:

"Go, go, don't blame us for being rude if you don't go back!"

But the woman howled and cried loudly: "Don't you all like to slaughter cities? Why do you want to be polite to me?"

"Are you going to kill me? Kill me, kill me! This day is going to be hard..."

The soldiers looked at each other in blank dismay. If there was no "do not kill" order, they could kill as many as they wanted, and things would be much easier.

However, Qin Yi is extremely strict with their military style...

"If you kill me, Mr. Wang will give ten golden plants as compensation, and the rest of the children will survive."

The woman cried and said, "You guys kill me quickly!!"

As she said that, she went to snatch the fire that was extinguished by the soldiers, and threw Mingqian and curse villains into it to make it light up again.

Qin Yi remained silent, and the entourage standing beside him couldn't help cursing:

"It's a mess!"

Qin Yi also knew that it would be foolish to stick to the bottom line of "not killing innocent people" in such a situation, but he also knew that solving such a situation would not be solved by killing just one or two people.

The hatred for their blood relatives who died at the hands of Mu Ziling; the pressure of life, the desperate situation where they can only exchange their lives for money; it is impossible for this group of people to back down.

If you want to kill, it will only further arouse conflicts and make things even more uncontrollable.

"Let them come back."

After a long time, Qin Yi whispered.

The entourage was stunned: "Come back?"

"Yes."

Qin Yi said: "Do you think it's these common people who are hateful?"

He smiled: "No, they are just pawns. The real instigator is staying behind the closed city gate, watching the joke from the sidelines with absolute safety."

Qin Yi closed his eyes, frowned and said in a hoarse voice:

"Sheng Yang... Sheng Yang. You must perish if you are alone...!!"

……

Amidst the heavy curtains, Mu Ziling was still asleep.

His hair was disheveled around him, with some hanging under the bed.

Qin Yi walked in slowly, picked up the strand that fell on the ground, and wrapped it around his side.

He watched this person quietly, from his pale eyebrows to his dry and thin lips.

"water……"

In a coma, Mu Ziling murmured weakly.

Qin Yi took the boiled water that had been prepared from the table, lifted Mu Ziling and brought it to his lips.

Mu Ziling's lips were dry and stiff, as soon as he took in the cold water, it overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Qin Yi took a sip by himself, then kissed Mu Ziling, hooked his lips and tongue, and fed him.

When he does this kind of thing now, he is very calm and proficient, far from the embarrassment and jerkyness at the beginning.

Mu Ziling choked and coughed non-stop, his bloodless and thin chest heaved feebly, and the wound oozes blood again.

He is trapped in a dream, the most unforgettable Jiangzhou when he was nine years old.

The dignified and calm young man was still by the campfire, bowing his head to peel lotus seeds for him.

17-year-old Mu Ziling walked over, staggered, and asked:

"Why didn't you come pick me up?"

The young man lowered his head, Mu Ziling murmured unwilling to give up, and asked again:

"Why didn't you come to pick me up?"

However, that boy is like an old picture scroll frozen in frame.Like the lotus seeds in his hand and the bonfire beside him, they are still lifes that have long since died, only Mu Ziling is alive.

Mu Ziling looked at his back, and said softly in a daze:

"Did you save me for your brother?"

"You... Have you admired him for a long time?"

Didn't the gentle, gentle and dignified Crown Prince Yunyan tell you to fall in love with him secretly after hearing about his reputation?

That's why he saved me, who was so similar to him, and promised to take me back to Liang Cheng?

As for you finally got him later, how can you still remember me who was saved by you as a substitute?

But do you know that that kid always remembers what you said casually back then...

If you don't want him.Why didn't you say it earlier.

Qin Yi wiped Mu Ziling's hair and palms, but when he looked up, he saw a clear teardrop slowly dripping down from the corner of Mu Ziling's eye.