Dianxia Qingcheng

The little man in the barrel suddenly felt a chill coming from behind him, blinked his eyes, but saw a black mist, couldn't help feeling a little scared, and tightly grasped the edge of the barrel with his fingers.

"Little Zhuzi, is that you?"

He thought it was the little soldier who was waiting for him, and looked back, but it was pitch black behind him, and he could only see a vague figure standing behind him.

But the man did not answer him.

The little man didn't think much, turned around and continued to soak.

"Xiaozhuzi, why don't you light the lamp when it's off?"

The man continued without answering.

"The water is already a bit cold..." the little man said softly.

The person behind picked up the hot water bucket next to it and added some hot water to the big wooden bucket, and the curling steam rose immediately.

The little man accidentally scalded his arm by the splashing hot water, so he quickly stretched his arm out of the bucket, hugging it and blowing on it.

"Huhahuha~huha"

The slender arm that looked like a severed lotus root was very eye-catching in the dark night, and the bright section flashed past and then disappeared into the dark medicine bath barrel.

After soaking for a long time, the little man became limp all over, as if his bones had been taken away by someone, and his mind was a little dizzy from the aroma of the medicine.

"Little Zhuzi, have I soaked long enough? Can I come out?"

The person standing behind still didn't answer, but suddenly gathered all the black hair behind him with both hands and put it on his left shoulder, and then a small handkerchief-like square was placed on his bare right shoulder .

"Little Zhuzi, what are you doing?"

—Holding a handkerchief into the barrel with one hand, after soaking a little of the black medicinal soup, it put it on his shoulder again, and wiped it back and forth along the smooth and delicate skin twice, and wiped the skin that was exposed and not soaked. The place is also rubbed with medicinal soup.

"Oh, you went out just now to get a square scarf, didn't you?" The little man sighed comfortably as the hot medicinal soup dripped on his slightly cold shoulders.

"Aha"

Then he coughed suddenly.

- An equally cool hand patted his back lightly.

The little man coughed for a long time before he calmed down out of breath. In addition to the bitterness of the medicine juice, he coughed up some fishy-sweet taste.

"It's so uncomfortable..." Qi Changyi said while clutching his chest, he felt a tightness in his chest and couldn't breathe.

"Little Zhuzi, tell me, what's wrong with me? Why do I suffer so badly every day..."

The square scarf wiping on his shoulders paused.

"Brother Tang didn't tell me anything. I have to drink a lot of medicine every day, and now I have to take a medicinal bath. Am I, am I..."

The more Qi Changyi spoke, his voice became softer, and he couldn't speak the following words at all, and his eyes were red from holding back.

He didn't continue talking, and let those hands keep pouring the medicinal soup on his shoulders with a square scarf.

After an unknown amount of time, the square scarf suddenly stopped.

Qi Changyi asked after another soak, "Xiao Zhuzi, I don't want to soak anymore, I'm dizzy, can I come out..."

There was no movement behind him.

Qi Changyi was a little strange, turned his head to look, but there was nothing behind, no one.

"This little pillar, when did you leave, why didn't you tell me..."

Qi Changyi stood up by himself, wanting to get out of the barrel, but as soon as he stood up, he felt extremely dizzy, as if covered with a layer of blood-red mist, and couldn't see clearly.

Holding on to the edge of the wooden barrel with all his might, Qi Changyi bent down and coughed violently, a stream of blood surged up from his throat, he finally couldn't hold on and fell down in the barrel.

I don't know how long he was in a coma this time. It was so long that he had another long dream. This dream was so real and clear that he could even hear Pei Zheng whispering in his ear, "Your Highness, Your Highness..."

He half-opened his eyes in a daze, and there was still a blood-red world in front of him. Qi Changyi blinked hard, and the blood red not only did not fade away, but became more intense.

"The sky...why is it red..."

—a hand reached under the quilt and took his hand.

"woke up?"

Qi Changyi's body froze suddenly, then he shivered, and his breathing became broken.

He frantically yanked the hand he was holding, pulled it out with all his strength, and then lifted the quilt to get out of bed, but he staggered and fell to the ground powerlessly.

The palms and knees were bruised, and they were in burning pain, but Qi Changyi didn't seem to notice it, lying on the ground and trying to stand up with both hands and feet, but unfortunately, after trying several times, he fell back heavily again.

He was already very weak when he just woke up, and after another toss, the little man seemed to have lost all his strength, lying on the ground, panting weakly, his whole body was still trembling because of fear.

The sound of footsteps came, and he walked to the side of the little man and stopped, and then he was hugged firmly into a slightly cold embrace.

"Where are you going? Huh?" Pei Zheng's voice started from the beginning, and he wanted to run away when he saw me?Do you really think I won't break your leg? "

Qi Changyi was so weak that he had no strength to struggle, so he could only let Pei Zheng carry him back to the bed and lie down.

It's been a long time since I saw him, the little man seems to be thinner, and he is light in his arms.

"Zhao Litang took you away, and he developed this appearance? I thought he was so capable, but why did he make you even more lifeless?"

Pei Zheng's fingers slid across his face, and finally stopped on the slightly thin and delicate chin.

"Eh..." Qi Changyi exhaled in pain, "It hurts...Brother Tang...has treated me very well..."

"Treat you well? Just leave you here, and then run to fight for the so-called profound righteousness?"

Pei Zheng squeezed him to look at him, but stared at his dull eyes without saying a word.

Those eyes shouldn't be so lifeless, why is there no agility and vitality in them?

Pei Zheng finally noticed something was wrong, and stretched out his hand to shake in front of his eyes, but the little man didn't respond at all, instead, some crystal tears oozed from the corners of his eyes.

"look at me."

Qi Changyi moved his eyes, but he didn't know where Pei Zheng was.

"I'll let you watch me!" Pei Zheng raised his voice.

Qi Changyi was frightened by his roar, and tears rolled down like money, "I...I can't see...so red...like...like blood..."

After speaking, the little man suddenly started to cough, coughing up tears more violently, bowed his body and sank deeply into the quilt, and then suddenly gushed out from his mouth—a big mouthful of blood sprayed all over the quilt.

The bright red color hurt Pei Zheng's eyes deeply. In the past, the blood from the little man was only from external wounds, but now he vomited blood inside his body. He couldn't help but think of what the little man said in the medicinal bath last night. .

Sick, uncomfortable, have to drink a lot of medicine every day...

If he hadn't been teased so much that he couldn't continue listening, maybe the little man wouldn't have fainted in it.

Pei Zheng became a little flustered, and stretched out his trembling hands to take the little man into his arms.

"Ride the wind!"

Chengfeng hurried into the barracks.

"Hurry up and find that soldier who knows how to heal! Hurry up!"

When Wu Quan arrived in a hurry, he didn't bother to ask why His Highness was in Pei Zheng's barracks. When he saw a large pool of blood on the bed, he was frightened out of his wits, and rushed over to pull Qi Changyi's arm to feel his pulse.

"The pulse condition is extremely weak, and the signs of life are gradually disappearing! What's going on!" Wu Quan was sweating on his brow in a hurry, and hurriedly opened Qi Changyi's eyelids to observe.

"There is something wrong with His Highness's eyes, is there something wrong?"

Pei Zheng has been holding the little man's other hand tightly, the small palm is wrapped in his palm, so soft and so weak.

"Just now, he said that his eyes were blood red, as if he couldn't see it."

Pei Zheng's voice was low, unable to detect any emotion.

Wu Quan was startled when he heard this, and his lungs exploded with anger.

"My lord Pei! Ever since my general took over His Royal Highness, it was too late to treat him wholeheartedly. Why did you become like this when he met you! The general has an important job, so he can't go to the battlefield to fight. Otherwise, Your Highness won't, won't fall into your hands!"

"What did you say?" Pei Zheng looked at Wu Quan with stern eyes. He was worried about the villain, but not everyone could dominate him.

Wu Quan was straightforward, and now that Zhao Litang was not around, he just poured out the words in his stomach.

"His Royal Highness is a rough person. He is not as clever and thoughtful as you are, but he has done his best in the past few days when he has been in contact with His Highness. From the general's hearing, His Highness has a miserable life experience. He grew up in a place like the palace that cannibalizes people. Your Highness can still be so pure, kind and lovable, no one will be heartbroken to death after seeing it, how can you be so cruel!

"When the general rescued His Highness, did you know what kind of ruined His Highness's body has been? Lang said that he would not live long, and the world can save him."

His Highness's people are actually in the palace.His Highness managed to escape from there, and he had to go back if he wanted to survive..."

Speaking of this, Wu Quan paused, "His Royal Highness's illness, in the final analysis, is actually a stagnation that is hard to dispel in the heart. It has been accumulated for a long time, coupled with some physical pain, it has formed a chronic illness..."

Before Wu Quan finished speaking, the little man who had been nestling in Pei Zheng's arms with his eyes closed suddenly coughed violently again. Pei Zheng realized that he seemed to vomit blood again, so he hurriedly took out a clean and soft white handkerchief from his cuff and put it on him. lips.

Sure enough, with a whoosh, the little man spit out blood again, the white handkerchief was stained red, and his face became even whiter. Apart from the red stained by the blood, the lips were a little black.

Clearly a sign of poison!

Pei Zheng suddenly raised his head to look at Wu Quan, Wu Quan also noticed this, and quickly took Qi Changyi's pulse again.

"Yes, there is some weak toxin in the body! Medicinal bath, it should be through the medicinal bath that the toxin entered the body. It seems that His Highness's blindness is also related to this toxin! Fortunately, the medicine was only used for soaking and did not drink it. Otherwise, the poison will only deepen."

Wu Quan frowned tightly, "But, I went to the city to buy this medicinal material myself, and I watched all the cooking process, so who would have the chance to poison it?"

Pei Zheng narrowed his eyes, "There is one more person."