After the rebirth, I was picked up by the prince

At the same time that Wuhetu fell on his back from the horse, two sharp arrows cut through the cold wind and pierced straight through the two soldiers who were pressing down on Qi Zizhen.

Qi Zizhen, who lost his restraint, looked at Song Yaoxu who was coming on horseback. His long-stretched nerves suddenly relaxed, and an uncontrollable sense of dizziness swept over him. Finally, he couldn't hold on and fell straight back.

"Zizhen!"

Song Yaoxu watched him fall, and immediately speeded up to get to him and got off the horse, only to realize that it was terribly hot when he touched Qi Zizhen's body.

What happened to drive them into such a desperate situation?

Song Yaoxu frowned tightly, before he had time to think too much, he carried Qi Zizhen on his horse and prepared to find the camp and return to the camp.

Wuhetu was dead, and his followers quickly became a mess. They were almost wiped out by the thousand-man troops who came with Song Yaoxu in a short while, and the rest surrendered quickly enough and in time.

Song Yaoxu was in a hurry to save people, and simply regrouped the troops, with the troops led by Qi Zizhen in front, preparing to return to the camp where they were stationed before.

On their way down the mountain, they met Tang Leyuan's tribe who came in a hurry.

Tang Leyuan didn't see Qi Zizhen's figure, and rushed to Song Yaoxu's side without saying a word, only then realized that Qi Zizhen had passed out, and quickly asked about the situation worriedly: "Ah Qi's condition?"

Song Yaoxu shook his head: "It's not good. Although he didn't suffer too much injury, he was seriously ill and passed out. What have you guys gone through during this time? You fell into such a situation."

When Song Yaoxu asked about his experience during this period, Tang Leyuan was very eloquent. He told him carefully from beginning to end along the way, and also focused on describing the day and night fighting they had just experienced.

In addition, he also specifically emphasized the suffering that Qi Zizhen had suffered in these days.

Tang Leyuan's physical fitness is very good, at most he has suffered some physical pain, but Qi Zizhen is different.

After Tang Leyuan was injured, he took over the task of going to the battlefield and commanding the entire army, forcing himself to tense up, and the original slight discomfort turned into a serious illness.

It can be said that Qi Zizhen suffered the most during this period.

Song Yaoxu felt distressed when he heard that, he hugged the person in his arms and hurried back to their tent area.

Fortunately, the mountain they were lured up to was not too far from their camp. Song Yaoxu and Tang Leyuan led the main force to rush back before dark, and immediately called the military doctor over.

Qi Zizhen was unconscious for the entire journey, and the hot forehead had no tendency to fade away.

Even the military doctor kept frowning when he came to investigate the situation.

Qi Zizhen himself is not good at all, and it is during the cold weather and the war period when he cannot take a good rest. It has been too long since he first contracted the disease, and if it is later, it may even endanger his life.

In the end, the military doctor could only prescribe a prescription first, and under Tang Leyuan's insistence, they went to boil the medicine with him.

Only Song Yaoxu and the unconscious Qi Zizhen remained in the big tent.

Song Yaoxu looked at the flushed and embarrassed person on the bed, and couldn't help feeling even more distressed.

He ordered someone to prepare some warm water and a clean veil, took off the dirty armor on Qi Zizhen's body, covered him with a thick quilt, and then wiped away the blood stains little by little.

On the way, Song Yaoxu also found out that Qi Zizhen had suffered a lot of injuries himself, but luckily they were not serious, but the several wounds lying together looked very scary.

He rummaged through to find the medicine for the wound and treated Qi Zizhen's wound carefully, and finally changed him into a set of clean and comfortable clothes.

After everything was dealt with, Qi Zizhen was still in a coma, his brows were tightly frowned, and he seemed very uncomfortable.

Song Yaoxu could only take warm water over and over again to try to cool him down and make him as comfortable as possible.

After going down several times, Qi Zizhen finally seemed to be in better condition.

Song Yaoxu was so busy that he was sweating all over. When he was resting on a stool beside him, a small gray bird flew in from the window with fluttering wings and landed beside Qi Zizhen's bed.

The little gray bird chirped twice, as if seeing that the person on the bed didn't respond, it jumped up and down a few times, looking anxious.

Song Yaoxu was worried that he would disturb Qi Zizhen, so he stepped forward and gently stroked its little head, then picked it up and brought it to the table: "Zizhen is still resting, please don't disturb him."

The little gray bird didn't know if it really understood, it chirped twice on the spot, flapped its wings, stayed on the table and didn't go over again.

Song Yaoxu poured a glass of water with a smile, put it in front of the little gray bird, and watched the little gray bird circle the glass a few times before jumping onto the wall of the glass, pecking at the water in the glass one after another.

When Song Yaoxu led a thousand elite soldiers from the camp to the place Qi Zizhen explained last, there was only a large mess left there, and he knew that he had experienced a big war.He had a bad premonition at the time, but he didn't know where their army was forced to go, so he could only search around aimlessly, but he couldn't find Qi Zizhen and his army after searching for several days.

Just when he was at his wit's end, he saw a little gray bird flying over from the north.

There was no message attached to the little gray bird's feet, but it kept flying in one direction. At first, when Song Yaoxu didn't know how to keep up, he came back several times. Song Yaoxu finally understood its intention, and led the soldiers to follow. Go in the direction of the little gray bird.

In the process, they passed through countless battlefields where everyone was in a mess, and finally came around to a high mountain, where they saw Qi Zizhen who was being held in front of Wuhetu.

If it weren't for the little gray bird, Qi Zizhen might not know what to go through.

Song Yaoxu was afraid when he thought about it. Although he didn't know why the little gray bird was so intelligent, he was still glad to have it as his guide.

At least with the little gray bird, they arrived in time.

Song Yaoxu waited until the little gray bird had almost drunk, moved the porcelain cup to the side, and gently stroked its head.

The little gray bird was a little wary of him at first, but it relaxed after being touched comfortably, and occasionally would take the initiative to rub against his palm a few times.

Song Yaoxu played with the little gray bird for a while, replaying in his mind the relaxed smile that suddenly relaxed at the corner of Qi Zizhen's mouth before he fell down.

At this moment, he heard soft whispers from the bed behind him.

"Your Highness..."

Song Yaoxu came back to his senses suddenly, let go of the little gray bird, got up and walked to the side of the bed, and saw Qi Zizhen opened his eyes in a daze, his eyes were still full of confusion, ignorant, as if he was not fully awake.

"You're awake, do you still feel uncomfortable?" He gently held Qi Zizhen's unconsciously extended hand, wrapping it in a scalding heat.

I don't know if he heard a familiar and gentle voice, but Qi Zizhen's eyes were misty, moist and very cute.

He struggled to get up, but he didn't have much strength in his body.

Song Yaoxu put his hand on his shoulder lightly, and comforted him softly: "You are seriously ill now, lie down and have a good rest first, and help you get up and drink the medicine after the medicine is ready."

Listening to his words, Qi Zizhen became a little aggrieved for some reason: "But... I miss you so much."

The feeble voice was mixed with a nasal sound, soft and wronged, and pitiful like a baby, which made Song Yaoxu's heart soften into a mess.

He leaned down and kissed Qi Zizhen's brow, stretched out his hand and gently rubbed his head, and lowered his voice: "I miss you too. I will never leave you alone in the future."

Qi Zizhen sniffed the familiar smell at the tip of his nose, as if after wandering for a long time, he finally found a place to settle down. All the vigilance and depression for more than half a month were removed, leaving only heavy fatigue and long-lost peace of mind.

At least he was still alive, alive to see the person who was on top of his heart.

In a daze, he seemed to hear a few birdsong, and his eyes were a little more confused.

Xu Shi saw his doubts, Song Yaoxu smiled, held the little gray bird jumping on the bed in his palm, and said softly: "This time, thanks to it, I was able to find you in time."

The little gray bird jumped down from Song Yaoxu's palm, and jumped to Qi Zizhen's side to rub his cheek lightly, looking very clingy.

Qi Zizhen's eyes were filled with a smile, and he said softly to the little gray bird, "Thank you."

Song Yaoxu gathered up his empty palms, seeing Qi Zizhen in a good mood, after thinking about it, he still didn't take the little gray bird away.

At this time, Tang Leyuan also came in with a decoction. When he saw Qi Zizhen woke up, his eyes lit up. He strode over and asked a series of questions about his health, which made Qi Zizhen, who was not sober at first, feel even more pain in his head.

Knowing that he meant well, Song Yaoxu took the decoction with a helpless smile, and answered some of the questions for Zizhen, at least for the time being to let Tang Leyuan feel at ease.

Tang Leyuan also realized that he was too anxious, touched the back of his head and smiled, his mood was obviously much more relaxed than before.

Taking advantage of Song Yaoxu helping Qi Zizhen get up and drink the medicine, he asked again: "By the way, Your Highness, what about Qin Gong and the others? I think the number of troops who came back this time seems to be only a thousand."

Song Yaoxu helped Qi Zizhen up and sat down, then handed him the soup and looked at him again, and replied: "We encountered the enemy's spies on the second day after the first snow day, I suspect that the enemy may have something Action, worried about your safety, led the troops to hurry over here first. Qin Gong was promoted to lieutenant general by me, and continued to come here with the rest of the large troops.

"I also left a mark for Qin Gong on the way to find you, and it is estimated that they will be back in a day or two."

Hearing this, Tang Leyuan was completely relieved, and after a few more brief chats, he left first, not disturbing the two of them alone.

Considering Qi Zizhen's health, after Tang Leyuan left, Song Yaoxu didn't continue to talk to him too much. After he finished drinking the soup, he helped him to lie down and rest for a while.

Qi Zizhen still felt a little groggy at first, and obediently let Song Yaoxu move, but he couldn't help but tugged Song Yaoxu's sleeve when he lay down, and asked softly, "Can your Highness stay with me here?"

He asked carefully, as if he was afraid that Song Yaoxu's work would be delayed.

Song Yaoxu smiled softly, and stroked his still hot forehead: "I don't dare to walk away casually even if your fever hasn't subsided. There are still Le Yuan and your cousin in the army, and I have nothing to do for the time being." , don't worry."

Qi Zizhen responded softly with a nasal voice, and said, "If Your Highness is bored, you can read the books I brought."

Song Yaoxu smiled and said "OK", and Qi Zizhen finally let himself fall asleep in a daze.

A very well-behaved and sensible look.

Song Yaoxu carefully tucked the corners of the quilt for him, pushed aside a few stray strands of hair on one side of his cheek, picked up the little gray bird that was bouncing by the bed, and went back to the table together.

After drinking the medicine, Qi Zizhen's condition is much more stable than before, and now he just needs to wait for his fever to subside.

After confirming that there was basically nothing wrong with him, Song Yaoxu got up and went to the place where Qi Zizhen put the books, ready to find a book to read.

On the way, he inadvertently saw the dilapidated booklet he had received before, but found that there seemed to be an extra name on this booklet——Gongzi Biography.

Did you have these three words before?

Song Yaoxu's eyes were a little more confused, he opened it casually and took a look, and saw that it was no longer empty as before, but instead had a large area of ​​blurred writing.

He frowned, and simply turned to the first page to read, and saw a few clear handwriting on it. It seemed that most of the content was related to "Prince Jin" and "Young Master", and most of them were "Young Master". "Sick condition.

After reading it roughly, he shifted his gaze back to the first few sentences, and stared closely at the third sentence - "Ten years, the prince enters the palace, and the prince will serve and abolish the prince. Be careful not to hate him."

For some reason, a picture suddenly flashed in his mind. In the picture, a child who was only five years old was kneeling upright in the torrential rain, his face was pale, and his back was almost soaked in blood. Five-year-old Qi Zizhen.

And the place where he was kneeling was the East Palace.

The author has something to say: In fact, there are probably a few chapters left in the battlefield dungeon, and it is about to end, and I am going to slowly uncover the foreshadowing ww

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Thanks to [Lemon Essence], [Hinny Si] and [Dang Chang Xia No Matter] three cute nutrition liquid ducks mua~