Abandoned General Continues

On the other side, the Bai Emperor took his time, pinched the formula to hide the fluffy crescent wall on the ink pool, and looked at Zuo Canglang quietly.

In this room, Zuo Canglang looked up at the luxuriant cherry blossom trees in a daze, but kept thinking about the appearance of Murong Yan he just saw in his mind.

The jade crown with gorgeous hair, the bottomless pupils, the robes embroidered with golden dragons, and even the thin corners of the lips are the same as in the memory.

The master hasn't changed at all, shouldn't Ah Zuo come back...

He and his queen had another child, looking very happy...

The Yan Dynasty is also in peace, so there is no need for the general who protects the country to kill the enemy with an arrow...

She was lost in thought, feeling even more deeply exposed.

Under the cherry tree, the water vapor was dense, and after a while, a light mist filled the air.

The desolate mist added a bit of coolness to Meng Xia's cold night. The cold air entered the body, and the bones of Zuo Canglang's unhealed body could not be exposed to the wind and dew. His thin and straight back was stooped, as if he wanted to cough up all the internal organs out of his body.

Zuo Weiwei, who was accompanying the left and right sides, turned pale with fright, and quickly put on the heavy ivory white patterned silver fur coat on Zuo Canglang, turned her head and gave Bai Di a hard look, then helped Zuo Canglang walk back step by step. Room.

In order to take care of Zuo Canglang's weak body, an earth dragon has already been set up inside the house, and there are three or four well-behaved maidservants brought by Zuo Weiwei from the palace waiting outside the house. He began to arrange the medicinal soup and arrange the mattress in an orderly manner.

A servant girl wanted to go forward to take Zuo Canglang, but Zuo Weiwei pushed her away.She carefully helped Zuo Canglang to the couch, kept her eyes on Zuo Canglang, removed the coat for her, closed the quilt again, and carefully waited for Zuo Canglang to lie down.On the side, Qiaoer, a maidservant, handed over Tang Pozi filled with hot water. Zuo Weiwei covered it completely with a shell made of suet white warm jade, and then lifted a corner of the quilt and pushed it in.

But even though the heating from the earth dragon spread throughout the back room, Zuo Canglang's complexion was still pale and trembling all over, his pale pink lips were trembling constantly, and his white teeth were slamming up and down to make a gurgling sound.Seeing this, Zuo Weiwei was so anxious that she was sweating profusely, was at a loss, and was burning with worry. She clenched her fists tightly, and she didn't even notice that her nails dug deep into her palms.

She has never resented herself more than at this moment for being a court lady instead of a doctor.

Hearing the news, Baidi came in a hurry, waved away many maids and fairies, took out the sage pills in the brocade box in his sleeve to protect the body and gave it to Zuo Canglang.

It was very easy to stabilize Zuo Canglang's condition, seeing Zuo Canglang's complexion gradually turning rosy, both of them felt lingering fear.

"The people sent by Prime Minister Zuo have already arrived at the foot of the mountain, and they will be able to climb Wuyin Mountain in a few days. How will the general be arranged at that time?" Zuo Weiwei gently tucked the corner of the quilt, with a slightly anxious expression on her face.

"Wuyin Mountain has a lot of organs, even if the emperor grants it to break the formation, it will take some time, Mrs. Wang don't have to worry." Bai Di only glanced at Zuo Weiwei, whispered something, and there was Xiantong pushed open the door and walked in.

Baidi walked to the tea table and took out the acupuncture bag, handed over dozens of gold needles to the fairy boy, put them on the candle to burn them one by one, and finally picked up the cooler one and walked towards the fainting Zuo Canglang.

This posture actually requires acupuncture.

Zuo Weiwei saw that the one-finger-long golden needle had submerged into the various acupuncture points for nourishing the body, and only half of it was left shaking slightly. She suddenly felt a sore nose, and then she was overwhelmed with grief.

"If Mrs. Wang can't bear to look directly, you can wait in the outer room for a while." Baidi said without looking back, pointing the golden needle into the acupuncture point quickly and accurately.

"No! I'll just stay here." Zuo Weiwei said solemnly, tightly holding Zuo Canglang's bony hand, but at this moment she couldn't cry.

The morning light is faint in the sky, the summer dew is falling, the mist is thin, and the bird's singing is melodious and ethereal.

This needle operation took a whole night from the beginning to the end.

At the same time that Baidi pulled out the last golden needle, Zuo Canglang also woke up.She stared at the black curtain with her lifeless eyes, and muttered to herself, "Why am I still here?"

"Where does the general think this is?"

"The gate of hell and ghosts, Huangquan Road on the river."

Bai Di remained silent, stood up with a flick of his sleeves, and was about to leave.

Suddenly, a gleam of fire ignited in Zuo Canglang's unfocused eyes. She eagerly raised her arms and shouted at Baidi's handsome back, "Why did Baidi bring the wolf back to life!"

Baidi's feet stopped suddenly, and he froze with a sense of immortality.

Zuo Canglang lowered his head, clenched the beautifully embroidered mattress, his voice was low and vicissitudes like an old woman over sixty years old, "Dayan is now at peace, the army is useless, the people are harmonious, the emperor and empress love deeply... Zuo Canglang The general is useless, and his death four years ago conformed to the laws of nature and humanity! At the beginning, didn’t the Taifu also let go? Why do you want to drag the useless people back from the ghost gate, Huangquan Road, and Mengpo in this prosperous age! Only a mouthful of Sanshengtang , Ah Zuo can forget his past and stop loving him..." His voice gradually softened, and Bai Disi thought that Zuo Canglang's old illness had relapsed, and his worries were greater than his cold nature, so he turned around abruptly, meeting Zuo Canglang's scarlet and manic eyes meet by chance.

"A Zuo doesn't want to be reincarnated as a human being, even if he keeps company with lonely ghosts and rotting corpses every year, he doesn't want to be reincarnated as a human being!" After speaking, he seemed to have exhausted all his energy and fell back on the bed exhausted.

In the last few words, Baidi could clearly hear the deep despair and endless sorrow of depression.

He sighed softly, turned back to the bed, flipped off his robe and sat on the wicker chair beside him.

"Is this really what the General expected?"

"Yes."

"Is it true?"

Zuo Canglang fell silent.

Even though he only saw Murong Yan through illusion last night, the dead and shriveled heart that looked like a weed seed woke up with vigor, and gradually grew stronger, beating powerfully in the small left chest cavity.

'Bang, bang, bang', it's like spring on a dead tree.

The heart was beating hard, and the voice was rampant in the body, trying her best to prove to herself the fact that she still loved him and missed him.

Even if she doesn't want to admit it.

It’s like a person who is dying of thirst sees a large expanse of boundless, blue ocean, no matter how salty or difficult to swallow, in order to live a little longer—even if he will die of lack of water in the end, he is still as willing as the beginning.

Murong Yan is Wang Yang, the salty but sweet Yulu nectar.

And Zuo Canglang is the one who is hungry.

Therefore, he is poisonous.

So, he is also medicine.

"..." A vague murmur came from Zuo Canglang's trembling lips.

Bai Di leaned over, trying to hear more clearly.

"I want to see him."

A line of clear tears slipped through the light red corners of the eyes and sank between the black hair and the soft pillow. She cried out and collapsed. The left hand holding the bow and the right hand holding the arrow overlapped to cover the unsatisfactory eyes that kept weeping.

The voice of begging gradually grew louder than the whimper of pain.

"I want to see him, please..."

Outside the door, Zuo Weiwei also burst into tears.