who is my old gong tonight

When Ziyan went to invite the imperial physician, Xue Yi stepped back from the people around him, leaned over and put his hand on Jiang Kaiyu's forehead, the slightly hot temperature made Xue Yi's brow lines deepen.

The imperial physician heard Ziyan say that the regent asked him to see His Highness the Sixteenth, so he didn't dare to be negligent, and hurried to Qingyuan residence with the medicine box in his hands without tidying up his appearance.

Under the oppression of Xue Yi's powerful aura, the imperial doctor checked Jiang Kaiyu's pulse with trepidation, and his mood became even more disturbed.

"My lord, His Majesty Sixteenth's illness, as long as the rain stops, he will be cured." The imperial doctor thought that Jiang Kaiyu was an abandoned prince who was about to go hostage in another country, and the regent asked him to come and have a look out of humanity. As a cutscene, he hastened to perfunctory the past and it was over.

Xue Yi didn't seem to understand the imperial physician's perfunctory, and just continued to ask expressionlessly, "When will the rain stop?"

The imperial doctor looked confused: "..."

Xue Yi raised his eyes slightly. Before everyone could react, Xue Yi made a sudden move and pulled out the saber from the guard's waist. When everyone reacted, the young imperial physician who was still alive just now was under Xue Yi's sword. Revenant.

The turbulent splash of blood made Jiang Kaiyu's small bedroom everywhere, Ziyan almost collapsed on the ground, and Jiang Kaiyu, who was awakened by the voice, his blurred vision was filled with blood red, and his breath was also full of blood Fishy.

The abnormally nervous Jiang Kaiyu, who was tortured by the pain, suddenly recalled the scene of Yan Hao beating Zhang Dong with an ashtray in the last world in his mind. There was a burst of fear in his heart, and he sat up in shock enduring the pain in his body:

"elder brother--"

After Jiang Kaiyu exhaled, everything in front of him gradually became clear, and then he suddenly remembered where he was at this moment.

Hearing Jiang Kaiyu unconsciously shouting "Brother", Xue Yi's face flashed violently, and there was an impulse in his chest. He wanted to take the knife and kill the prince Xie Wenxuan now.

The bloodthirsty expression on Xue Yi's face was so obvious that not only Ziyan, but even some of Xue Yi's accompanying guards were paralyzed with fright.

The pain in his body weakened Jiang Kaiyu's fear of Xue Yi, and he leaned against the bedside and smiled coldly: "The regent really wishes I could leave Song Kingdom early, and come to drive people away before dawn?"

Before Jiang Kaiyu treated Xue Yi, although his attitude was not very good, it was not as cold as it is today, so after hearing Jiang Kaiyu's questioning, Xue Yi's thinking paused for a moment.

Xue Yi's expression remained unchanged, and his suspended thoughts quickly returned to normal, and he ordered Ziyan: "Serve His Highness the Sixteenth to change clothes, and leave in half an hour."

Ziyan took a few breaths before replying "yes" tremblingly.

Jiang Kaiyu glared at Xue Yi with hatred, was helped out of bed by Ziyan, closed his eyes and walked around the dying imperial physician who was still bleeding, and went outside to change clothes.

Because Jiang Kaiyu had asked Ziyan to pack her luggage last night, Jiang Kaiyu had already made all preparations within half an hour of Xue Yi's limit, and was just waiting to leave the palace.

The rain was dense and the gloomy sky seemed to set a sad tone for Jiang Kaiyu's entry into Wei.

Jiang Kaiyu has been physically and mentally exhausted from the torment these two days, and his mood is easily affected by the gloomy weather and continuous light rain at the moment, so in an instant, thousands of bad future possibilities emerge in Jiang Kaiyu's mind, turning his head Suddenly meeting Xue Yi's gaze, Jiang Kaiyu's heart skipped a beat.

Looking at Xue Yi beside the chariot, Jiang Kaiyu frowned and said, "The Prince Regent is busy with business, so send it here, don't worry, I won't run away..."

Jiang Kaiyu paused, looked at the oil-paper umbrella raised above his head in surprise, and then turned to Xue Yi with even more surprise.

Xue Yi ignored Jiang Kaiyu's gaze, and motioned for the bearers carrying the chariot to set off.

Jiang Kaiyu didn't know until he left the palace and got into the carriage all the way out of the imperial city that Xue Yi was responsible for escorting him to Wei Guo as a proton.

Jiang Kaiyu couldn't help satirizing Xue Yi who was riding slowly in front of him from the car window: "The regent is really conscientious. He suggested that I should be sent to Wei Guo safely, not to mention my hostage in Wei Guo."

Xue Yi didn't look back, but just glanced back lightly: "Little Pomegranate's articulate appearance really doesn't look like a person who is seriously ill."

Jiang Kaiyu slammed the car window shut, and returned to the carriage to lift the corpse.

Xue Yi was in a very bad mood. He thought of a way to erase Jiang Kaiyu's accident that would disturb his mind, but when he really wanted to send Jiang Kaiyu to Wei Guo to fend for himself, he didn't know which nerve was wrong. He actually decided to escort Jiang Kaiyu to Wei Guo himself.

Not only has he lost his original intention of staying away from Jiang Kaiyu, but now for a long period of time, he will bow his head and see Jiang Kaiyu every day.

Jiang Kaiyu paralyzed himself on the cushion in the carriage, doing nothing but looking at the roof of the carriage and thinking about something, so that he could ignore the pain in his body and relax.

After lying like this for a while, Jiang Kaiyu was jolted to the point of drowsiness, so he began to try to hypnotize himself again, and finally, with his unremitting efforts, he succeeded in coaxing himself to sleep.

Taking a break for lunch at noon, Ziyan brought the meal into the carriage. Seeing that Jiang Kaiyu was in a deep sleep, she did not sleep restlessly like last night, so Ziyan hesitated. She hesitated whether to wake Jiang Kaiyu to eat or let Jiang Kaiyu Continue to sleep, because I really don't want to see Jiang Kaiyu waking up in pain.

After a short period of hesitation, Ziyan still decided to wake Jiang Kaiyu up for lunch, but she called "Your Highness" twice, but Jiang Kaiyu didn't respond at all. Ziyan's heart sank, and she immediately stepped forward, trying to wake Jiang Kaiyu up.

Through the clothes, Ziyan could feel Jiang Kaiyu's scorching body temperature, she immediately retracted her outstretched hand, got up and rushed out of the carriage anxiously, calling for the parking team.

Xue Yi coldly stared at Zi Yan with a worried expression on her face. Zi Yan resisted the huge pressure Xue Yi put on her, and shrank and said: "Your Highness, Your Highness, he, he..."

Xue Yi frowned, pushed Ziyan away, and jumped into the carriage.

Xue Yi stretched out his hand to test Jiang Kaiyu's forehead. The hot temperature was much higher than when he set off in the morning. Jiang Kaiyu, who seemed to be sleeping peacefully at the moment, obviously passed out with a fever.

Xue Yi's heart suddenly felt familiar pain again, and he quickly turned his head and told his guards to invite the accompanying doctor over.

The accompanying doctor had already heard about Xue Yi beheading the imperial physician in the morning, so when he heard the summons from the guards, his head buzzed. He didn't care about Jiang Kaiyu's illness at all, and was only thinking about how to avoid becoming Xue Yi's dead soul under the knife.

Xue Yi looked at the doctor who was secretly wiping the cold sweat on Jiang Kaiyu's forehead while shaking his hands to diagnose Jiang Kaiyu's pulse. He couldn't help but hold back his anger so that he didn't draw the knife to hurt others again. He kicked the timid doctor out of the carriage and turned his head angrily. Ask the guard next to you:

"Is there a doctor with decent medical skills nearby?"