Cannon fodder is counterattacked by heartthrobs

Medicine cited? !

Yi Leng looked at him in disbelief, Fu Nian couldn't bear it, nodded to him, affirming his thoughts.

No wonder he was willing to give up a city in exchange for peace talks, said some words for his aunt's affection to lower his guard, and used the princess' kindness and eagerness to think of children to lure him to Beimo, all of which were premeditated.

Thinking of the young man who was sick on the bed, so fragile that he couldn't bear a single blow, his words were full of sincerity that he would make plans for the princess after he died soon, but in his heart he was planning to use him as a medicine to prolong his life. At that time, I was already thinking about how to get him into the bait, right?

Sure enough, the person who can become the emperor, what kind of little white rabbit?He still let down his vigilance because of the other party's age.

Recalling what Ruan Xu told him back then, he still felt that Ruan Xu was too worried about himself... Those gentle eyes flashed in his mind, and he didn't know if we could see each other again, what he was doing in Dahong at this time.

Yi Leng lowered his eyes, showing a rare look of sadness, Fu Nian had nothing to do at this time, and he couldn't stay any longer, so he turned around and wanted to go out.

"Wait." Yi Leng called to him, forcing himself to withdraw from the sadness of parting. Seeing that Fu Nian stopped in his tracks, he turned to look at him. Yi Leng paid attention to the movement outside, using a voice that only the two of them could hear. Said: "My wish is to see Lu She again, can you bring him?"

Fu Nian's eyes were complicated. After thinking for a while, he nodded and said, "I will try my best."

Looking at the back of Fu Nian going out, Yi Leng was slumped on the bed, his limbs were limp. He tried to use his internal strength, but found that it was futile and he couldn't use it at all.

After a while, someone came in, and Yi Leng looked at the person vigilantly. It was a very short man, he was only up to the chest height of others, he was already very old, his back was arched, he looked like he was in his 70s, and his face was dark. It's pleats, wearing Bei Mo's clothes.

But the pattern of the clothing is extremely strange, like a totem of a certain tribe, it looks like a distorted large animal, with a necklace made of animal bones around its neck, and a stick in its hand The crutch, the crutch is also made of bone, and the place where his hand rests on the crutch has been polished very smooth, as shiny as the joint surface of a human being.

The creases on his face were so loose that the eyelids were pulled down, and the eyes were almost invisible, but Yi Leng could feel that he was looking up at him, looking at him, and that feeling made him very uncomfortable. It was full of malice, not like staring at a living person, looking at him like an animal.

The old man looked him around, approached him, stretched out his hand and squeezed his arm, Yi Leng felt like a pig waiting to be touched, he stretched out his hand as if to open the old man's hand, but There was so little strength that the old man just glanced at him.

The old man nodded to the others and said, "That's right, he still has energy. After soaking for a while, the medicine will be strong enough to complete the ceremony. Take him there."

The guards on the side responded respectfully: "Yes, High Priest."

This is the high priest? !The person who treated the little emperor?

Yi Leng was full of question marks, and asked quickly: "What are you going to do to me?!" But these people didn't answer him, and the guards at the side wrapped him in a quilt, covered him completely, wrapped him tightly, and carried him He went out.

After a while, Yi Leng couldn't see what was going on outside, but according to the bumps under his body, he was probably still in that mansion, but was moved to another room.

As soon as the quilt was lifted, in front of his eyes was a brown medicine pool with thick mist and a strong smell of medicine. Looking around, it looked like a brown monster that could devour people with a big mouth waiting to devour him.

Sure enough, after these people soaked him in it, they left him alone, and the guards retreated to guard the door.Yi Leng's whole body was limp, and he couldn't even use his strength to climb up the pool, so he could barely keep his body from falling into the pool so as not to drown himself.

For the next half month, Yi Leng was thrown into the pool of medicine by the guards to soak on time, and he ate meat-free medicinal food. Once he stopped eating, these people would not do anything to him until he was hungry. After he was completely dizzy, he was given the medicated diet.After smelling the smell of the medicinal food when he was extremely hungry, it was like a rare delicacy in the world, and he couldn't control himself to eat it at all.

After this, he also knew that it was impossible to go on a hunger strike, because hunger is an extremely torturous thing, and he claimed that he could not do it, and it was not worth it.

He didn't know what kind of medicine the medicine juice in this medicine pool was made of, it smelled inexplicably fragrant, it seemed that every time he finished soaking it, he would replace it with a new one, and the color of the medicine juice would become more and more intense.After soaking for more than half a month, his skin did not turn brown from the concoction. Instead, the more soaked it became fairer, crystal clear, and delicate like an egg.

When he was hiding in Tibet before, he suffered many injuries and left scars on his body, especially the last time he fell off the cliff with Qi Yusheng, he left many scars on his body.But under the immersion of this concoction, the scars slowly faded away, leaving no traces and being very smooth.

But the soaking of this concoction is not without side effects. Yi Leng feels that he is now drowsy for longer and longer, and often loses control of his emotions and gets angry, but when he comes back to his senses, he doesn't remember what he did when he was angry. What a move.

And every time he was angry, these guards would stay far away from him. When he came back to his senses, he found that there was a lot of space around him, and no one dared to approach him.

That feeling was like... the one who was afraid of him getting angry at that time.

Yi Leng was puzzled, but he obviously couldn't exert his strength, why was he feared by these people at that moment?Was it something that happened when he was broken?

Finally, one day, he met Lu She.

This is the only familiar face he has seen for more than half a month, and Fu Nian has appeared since the first day, and he has never seen him again.

Yi Leng had just soaked in the medicine pool, and not long after he was carried back to his room, he was falling asleep. In his hazy vision, the door creaked open, and several people poured into the light.

The leader was dressed in white and looked like a handsome young man, followed by two unremarkable attendants in gray clothes. He was talking to the short high priest.

"Medical theories in the world are all interlinked. Maybe the high priest didn't understand the process. Can our genius doctor Gu help? Our genius doctor Gu has a lot of medical books. We have seen the description of this blood medicine before. How about we discuss it together? Today The emperor's condition is getting worse and worse. Although it cannot be said that it is all due to my contribution to relieve the pain, I am indeed taking care of the emperor's body during this time. After all, I know the condition of the emperor's body. The ritual of "medicine" can guarantee success." The clear voice was still smiling, and the words were a little out of tune, "Is it right, the high priest, not to mention that General Fu and the emperor have agreed, so don't worry about it."

The high priest snorted coldly, obviously dissatisfied with his attitude of using the emperor to oppress him, but he couldn't refute or stop him, so he could only blacken his wrinkled face and said, "If you want to see him, do it as soon as possible, don't delay too much." Too much time. You can't afford to delay things." Then he knocked on his crutches and signaled the guards to release him.

Lu She came in swaggeringly, saw the two attendants stopped behind, and said: "High Priest, I'm really sorry, what kind of identity am I, I always ask an attendant to help me write the prescription, I don't Will do it."

The high priest's face turned even darker, but he couldn't help Lu She, he said fiercely: "What about the other one?!"

"He's here to help me carry the medicine box." Lu She smiled, "It's okay to have one more, high priest, don't worry about it too much, I heard that the high priest's heart is not so small that it can't accommodate one person. .”

The high priest was so angry that his face was almost crooked, and he gave Lu She a hard look with his cloudy eyes, but now Lu She still has some role in front of the little emperor, and he couldn't tear himself apart from Lu She, so he had to put two Follow in.

Yi Leng forced himself to be more awake, watching Lu She try his best to control his emotions so that no one would see his flaws, and Lu She also pretended to sit beside his bed, feeling his pulse and looking at his tongue coating.

Yi Leng has never seen the two attendants beside him, they are all unfamiliar faces, standing behind Lu She, looking respectful, but one of them stares at him from time to time, his eyes seem to pass through thousands of words, like returning from a dream In the former Misty Rain Qingcheng, those eyes still looked at him with a little pity and distress, as if there was a knife stuck in the tip of his heart.

Is it...

No way?Isn't he in Dahong?And...Yi Leng also sneaked a few glances at that person, his body shape and face shape were not quite right.

The man's cheeks were thin and his chin was obviously sharper than Ruan Xu's. Although he was also tall, he was very thin. His clothes seemed to be hanging on his body. is obvious.

And Ruan Xu is not fat, but he will not be so thin, everything is very well-proportioned.

So Yi Leng is not sure who this person is.

The other follower looked much calmer, but his eyes were bloodshot. If you didn't pay attention to the fact that his fingertips were turning white when he handed Lu She something, you would take him as an ordinary follower.

"Open your mouth, let me see your tongue coating." Yi Leng opened his mouth obediently, Lu She gently pinched his chin, like lightning, slipped a pill from his sleeve into his mouth, Lu She She closed his mouth, forced him to swallow the pill, and said calmly: "...Let's take the pulse later."

Yi Leng swallowed the pill with difficulty, and when Lu She felt his pulse, he wrote something in the palm of his hand.

He felt the words written by Lu She and was horrified.

"Is Doctor Lu still okay?" The high priest was already dissatisfied with Lu She.

Lu She put Yi Leng's hand into the quilt with a smile, and said, "Slow work can produce fine work. Don't be in a hurry."

The high priest watched his every move, and said with a sneer, "I'm worried that if Doctor Lu doesn't leave, he won't be able to get out. He hasn't even started today."

Lu She got up and walked out generously, saying: "I'm coming out now. The high priest is old and can't be impatient. Be careful."

The high priest glanced at the few of them until the three of them left. He looked back at Yi Leng lying inside. He seemed to be asleep, and left on crutches.

After getting away from the high priest, the faces of Lu She and the others darkened, but Lu She usually smiled a little, and realized that something was wrong with the two attendants, and squinted at one of the thin attendants. The attendant frowned and asked him , with a hoarse voice, said: "...can this meridian be reorganized faster?"

Lu She still said unforgivingly: "This is already very fast. You didn't start martial arts in elementary school. Taking this shortcut is against the trend. If it weren't for your special physique, you would be able to bear it, and others can't bear it." I'm afraid I won't even help you with the pain of interrupting meridians."

The entourage still frowned: "The pain doesn't matter, the important thing is him..."

Lu She clicked his tongue, and said a little irritably: "Okay, look at your appearance, it's really early for people to die if they have love."

……

Yi Leng lay on the bed, but his heart was turbulent.

The few words Lu She wrote to him were: stay sane, the medicine is in your body, it is very easy to lose control, go crazy and hurt people, take the pill, when the time comes, we will save you.

Did he go crazy when he broke up?No wonder every time he regained his sanity, his whole body was exhausted, his strength was exhausted, and there was no one around him. It turned out that he was really afraid of him...

But these few words gave Yi Leng some hope, which meant that he still had a chance to escape, but he was still a little worried, how could those people in Lu She save him?This is the base camp of Beimo!

Ever since he knew that the effect of this concoction on him was to make him lose his mind, Yi Leng tried his best to maintain his sanity now. Maybe Lu She's drug had worked, and he felt that he was more awake now than before. However, in order to confuse others, he still pretended to be comatose and hysterical from time to time.

But after seeing Lu She that day, Yi Leng never saw him again, until he soaked in the medicine pool for more than a month, and when he felt that he was about to marinate, the high priest came over and squeezed his breasts again. Arm, felt the pulse, poked his face, nodded with satisfaction, looked at his eyes like a pig ready to be slaughtered, the folds on his face moved, and said: "It's ok. Prepare the things and take the emperor over, two days later Let's hold the blood medicine preparation ceremony."

The author has something to say: I feel that this article is actually the best one I have ever written...

I hope that after writing this book, the emotional line can take off