Chapter 37: Dismounting?

"What the hell is going on?"

Seeing Yin Tianxue's hesitant appearance, Yuwen Yunhong was in a hurry.

"Childe, prince...... Lord Wang, he was poisoned, and he is still in a coma!" Yin Tianxue said softly.

"What?"

Yuwen Yunhong was furious, the murderous aura on his body overflowed, and Bian Yongsi, who was still reminiscing about the beautiful scenery of the palace, was stunned.

"Childe, Cui Wu has rebelled, bought off a servant in the mansion, and gave the prince a broken intestine, but fortunately, now that there is an pharmacist, his life is worry-free for the time being!" Yin Tianxue whispered to Yuwen Yunhong.

"What kind of poison is this?Why is even Pharmacist An helpless?" Yuwen Yunhong frowned slightly and asked in a deep voice.

"Sect master, this broken intestine is a kind of poison, if you want to completely cure this poison, you must survive the pill!"

Xi Wuming is poisonous, but he has quite a lot of research, and he once tried to prepare the antidote to the broken intestines, but he lost dozens of lives to go in, and in the end there was no result.

"Survival Dan?" Yuwen Yunhong's heart tightened.

For so many years, Yuwen Yunhong has looked at the collection of books in the palace, of course he knows what this living pill represents, not to mention that he is a prince of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, it is estimated that he is pouring the power of the whole country of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and he may not be able to find a Dan master to refine.

The Resurrection Pill has the effect of reviving the dead, and ordinary people can take it to add dozens of years of life, which is really a precious abnormality.

"Xi Lao, can't even you do anything?" Yuwen Yunhong asked with a glimmer of hope.

"Back to the sect master, I did study the antidote to the dispersion of the intestines, but it was unsuccessful, but I can guarantee that this poison in the prince's body will not recur in five years, and after five years, it can only be left to fate!"

Yuwen Yunhong nodded lightly, no matter what, now you must control the toxicity in Yuwen Xian's body first, at least, you have five years.

"Five years is five years, anyway, there are still five years to go!" Yuwen Yunhong nodded helplessly.

"Shizi, Shizi, the princess has woken up, knows that you are back, and wants to see you in a hurry!"

Chu Yiyi suddenly ran in in a hurry, panting and said to Yuwen Yunhong.

"Tianxue, you take the Great Elder to treat my father's injuries first, and I'll go see my mother!" Yuwen Yunhong said softly.

"Well, you have to comfort the princess, her current state of mind is very bad!" Yin Tianxue said to Yuwen Yunhong.

"I know!"

Of course, Yuwen Yunhong now knows that he is his mother's only spiritual support, and if he has something long, he will not be able to live.

"Mother!"

Yuwen Yunhong slowly came to Princess Qi's bed, looked at the emaciated mother, and felt a sense of pain in her heart.

Princess Qi slowly opened her eyes and saw Yuwen Yunhong kneeling by the window, and her eyes slowly gathered vitality.

"Mother!" Yuwen Yunhong called softly again.

Princess Qi's eyes were full of tears, full of words, but she didn't know how to speak, she raised her weak right hand from the quilt and gently stroked Yuwen Yunhong's face.

"Yunhong, your father is ......"

Every time she thought of this, Princess Qi couldn't stop her tears like rain.

In the past few days, she has been wondering why God is so cruel to her.

First of all, the eldest son disappeared, and there was no news, and then her father-in-law, life and death were unknown, if it weren't for Yuwen Yunhong, she didn't know what desire she still had to live.

"I know, I know, don't worry, concubine, I will definitely find a way to cure my father!" Yuwen Yunhong hurriedly said.

"Yun Hong, then Wei Xiaokuan's army should not be far from us to pick up Heavenly City. ”

"Your father's generals have been killed by Cui Wu's brute, killed and wasted, and there are no more usable people. ”

"Now the entire Jietian City can be regarded as a piece of scattered sand, but the mother concubine is still falling at this time, the mother concubine is really useless!"

Princess Qi's tone was full of self-blame.

"The mother concubine doesn't need to worry, just a little Wei Xiaokuan, she can't make any big waves, and the matter of Tiancheng is here, and the most important thing for the mother concubine now is to take care of her body!" Yuwen Yunhong comforted softly.

Seeing Yuwen Yunhong's confident expression, Princess Qi seemed to see the shadow of Yu Wenxian when she was young, and Yu Wenxian at the beginning was also high-spirited and swept through the country, which still filled Princess Qi's mind.

"Hmm!"

Seeing Yuwen Yunhong, Princess Qi was much more relieved, and after a while, she fell asleep deeply.

Yuwen Yunhong tucked the corner of Princess Qi's quilt, and after hearing that his breathing gradually stabilized, he gently withdrew from the room.

"Someone!"

Yuwen Yunhong, who came to the outside of the room, said in a deep voice.

"I don't know what the little prince commands?" asked, the guard who was guarding the side.

The iron guards of the palace have been slaughtered by Cui Wu, and now the guards guarding the palace are all guards who have just been transferred.

"You quickly go and inform all the officers above the rank of lieutenant to have a meeting in the middle tent!" Yuwen Yunhong commanded.

In any case, Jietian City also has nearly 100,000 troops, and now the dragons are leaderless, if he doesn't arrange it, then when Wei Xiaokuan arrives, then the entire Jietian City will suffer heavy casualties, and at that time, the masters of the Blood Pyloric Sect alone will not be able to change the result.

"Yes!" the guard said and quickly left.

Half an hour later, Yuwen Yunhong took Helian Ba to the big tent of the Chinese army in the Tiancheng military camp.

This place is the only place he hasn't come to in Tiancheng, it's not that he can't come, but Yu Wenxian won't let him come.

Looking at this familiar and unfamiliar place, Yuwen Yunhong's eyes couldn't help but be a little trance-like.

Yuwen Yunhong opened the door curtain, and the gust of wind carried a lot of dust into the big tent.

"Little Prince!"

After seeing Yuwen Yunhong, everyone hurriedly stepped forward and saluted.

Yuwen Yunhong didn't speak, just quietly looked at the people who were doing it.

There is no trace of fighting spirit on everyone's body, and many people even yawn, and the entire Chinese army's big tent is still half as serious as it used to be.

"Have you all arrived?" Yuwen Yunhong asked lightly.

The deputy general who was sitting under Yuwen Yunhong nodded his head, and then hugged his fist at Yuwen Yunhong and said, "Back to the little prince, there is one less person!"

"Oh, who is missing?" said Yuwen Yunhong lightly.

"It's the commander of Chu Ruizhi!" replied to the flying boat.

The corners of Yuwen Yunhong's mouth rose slightly, did he want to give himself a dismount?

But what he didn't know was that he was no longer the original Yuwen Yunhong.