After the rebirth, the emperor will never forget me

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"I know, I know..."

Qi Heng hugged the back of Lan Xizhu's head, his voice was unprecedentedly gentle.

"I have already drawn up a posthumous title for Marquis Zhenxi... called Zhongwu. He is Nanheng's hero and a meritorious minister who will go down in history."

There is not much he can do, he can only use these posthumous honors to comfort the Lan family.

"Thank you Your Majesty..."

Lanxi Bamboo's voice is hollow, which makes people feel distressed when they hear it.

"He deserves it."

Qi Heng held Lanxi Zhu's hand, and was shocked by the cold touch.

It's already spring, but the person in his arms is dressed so thinly, and his body has lost weight several times.

Qi Heng couldn't restrain his heartache.

Now that things have happened, he finally understands what is different about Lanxi Bamboo in his heart.

They were separated for half a month, but it seemed like a long time had passed.

These days, Qi Heng is always holding a pen in the Hall of Morning Sun in a daze.Maybe Lanxi Zhu was fighting bloody battles on the battlefield at that time, and his life and death were uncertain.

He can't do anything, he can only worry quietly in the distant Hengdu.

Qi Heng felt a little regretful.

If Lanxi Zhu died in battle, what would he do?

It's terrible...

He actually broke the taboo of the emperor, and has a handle and a weakness.

"This time the march to the north is meritorious, and I will send a batch of money to go down, and you will reward it."

He knew that Nanheng's loss in this battle of Saibei was not small.

Casualties, including the elderly and children at home, must be taken care of. They should be sealed and rewarded, and they cannot be allowed to live in peace after death.

"Ah."

Lanxi Bamboo's voice was crisp and crisp, and at this moment he was like a twig that was torn by the wind and rain, as if it would break when it was folded.

"After you came back, you rushed towards me non-stop, right?" Qi Heng could see Lan Xizhu's distress, but he didn't dislike him either. "Go and wash, and then sleep here for a while."

Lan Xizhu's eyes were a little distracted, and before he understood what Qi Heng said, he was hugged horizontally and walked steadily towards the Nuan Pavilion.

This action is no stranger to him, he subconsciously grabbed the long tassel sash on Qi Heng's waist, his expression tightened.

Qi Heng gently kissed Lan Xizhu's forehead, "Just take a bath."

Looking at the current appearance of Lanxi Zhu, how could he do it, he still can't do such a beast.

"……it is good."

Lanxi Bamboo choked up.

There is a bathroom in the Nuan Pavilion, Qi Heng called the palace servants to prepare hot water, and then told them to leave.

This is the second time Qi Heng helped him bathe.

After taking off his clothes and stepping into the warm tub, Lanxizhu's fatigue and discomfort seemed to disappear quietly.

The fog was misty, and his naked body was hidden under the water.

It wasn't until Qi Heng went into the water to wash him that he realized that there was a hideous wound on Lanxizhu's abdomen and shoulder, and the side of his body was even more horrible, with a huge bruise coiled up half his waist, which was shocking.

Qi Heng quickly picked up the person and wiped the wound dry, causing the person in his arms to throb in pain.

A sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart, he looked at Lanxizhu's pale face, and he couldn't bear to hit him.

"Don't you know you're hurt?"

His voice returned to its usual deep voice, which made the person in his arms shrink back in fright, like a frightened little white rabbit.

Seeing Lan Xizhu like this, Qi Heng tried his best to calm down his somewhat disordered breathing, and slowed down his voice to discuss with him: "Call the imperial doctor to come over and have a look with you first, okay?"

Lan Xizhu's injuries did not wait for others, but Qi Heng was actually more worried about his inner injuries.

His condition today is obviously not right, it is normal that it is difficult to recover for a while after being so stimulated, but Qi Heng is concerned, he still wants to find the imperial doctor to show him, so as not to leave any root cause.

Lanxizhu clasped Qi Heng's neck with both hands, saying yes or no, like a puppet at the mercy of others.

It's rare for him to be so obedient, but Qi Heng would rather watch him fight against him than this person lying dead in his arms like now, unable to even utter a complete sentence.

Lanxi Zhu didn't know what was wrong with him.

He felt that he didn't have to be as tired as he was in Saibei when he was in Chenyang Palace.

At this moment... he actually trusts Qi Heng so much that he won't hurt himself.

The imperial doctor's footsteps were messy and hurried, and he knelt down on the ground with a "plop".

"My minister sees..."

"Come here and show General Lan!"

Qi Heng interrupted him with an extremely urgent voice.

He put his anger on Lanxi Zhu on this old doctor, didn't he see how weak the person in his arms was, with such no eyesight, all these years in the palace were wasted!

The imperial physician stood up hastily again and felt the pulse of Lanxi Zhu.

He frowned, making Qi Heng beside him also nervous.

"……how?"

The old doctor nodded slightly and said, "Return to Your Majesty, General Lan is overly worried and hurt his heart and lungs."

Qi Heng raised his eyelids, and said again: "Look at his trauma."

The old doctor nodded, and then gently lifted the thin quilt.

Some of those vertical and horizontal wounds have already been inflamed, and some have scabbed over. "The trauma doesn't matter. Fortunately, the general is in good health and recovers quickly. The inflamed wound will be treated by the general. As for the waist injury..."

He paused, and asked Lan Xizhu who was resting with his eyes closed: "Dare to ask the general, where did this waist injury come from?"

After a while, just when the two people in the room thought he would not answer any more, Lan Xizhu suddenly said slowly: "People from Beidi kicked it."

In Thousand Jun Valley, he and his third brother were injured when they fought the Beidi man.

In the past two days, he himself has also noticed that there will be labor pains from those wounds, and the most severe one is the waist injury.

Hearing this, the imperial physician nodded knowingly, while Qi Heng looked at it with his hands down, his eyes became deeper.

After bandaging the wound and applying good medicine, almost half an hour passed.

There were only the two of them left in the Snapper.

Lanxizhu didn't speak, and lay on the bed with her lips pursed in a daze.

"Your Majesty, Beidi agreed to give Nanheng two cities." It took a long time to say this.

"I know, I haven't agreed yet."

Now that he saw Lanxi Zhu's injuries, he was even more reluctant to agree.The blood debt owed by the people of Beidi, how can two mere cities pay it off.

"Your Majesty, the war is costing the people and money." Although Beidi's vitality was seriously injured, their Nanheng was not much better.He looked at Qi Heng pleadingly, hoping to let this person lower his requirements, the Northern Territory really couldn't continue fighting like this.

Even if the national treasury is full and the food and grass are abundant, Lanxi Zhu is unwilling to face these in a short time.

Qi Heng stood up, took off his boots and socks, and slowly lay down on his other side.

"I know, I'm not greedy, but..."

He lowered his eyes and did not continue speaking.

It's just that he doesn't like Beidi and the people who hurt Lanxizhu, and he doesn't want to let them go so easily.