The war is still in Xudao City, and it has not burned Tongren, and the night of Tongren City is quiet and solemn. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoAn army of more than 100,000 people lay in ambush outside the city, like dormant tigers and leopards, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Zhuo Yijia followed Chun'er and walked to a no-man's land. There was a heavy snow in the sky, covering the ground, and the layers were three fingers thick. The garrison's army burned a bonfire, and the light of the garrison fire could be seen from afar.

"What's the matter with Mr. Chun'er?" Zhuo Yijia asked in a whisper as she stood next to the tent and looked at Chun'er.

Chun Er stood still, turned his head to look, and then looked at Zhuo Yijia: "I'm afraid the prince won't be able to." ”

Zhuo Yijia's eyes widened when he heard this: "What?!....... Doesn't I look much better tonight?" When the fifth uncle and Quan Wei mediated before, she watched from the sidelines. Obviously, the fifth uncle's spirit seems to be better than in the past, and he no longer speaks intermittently and shortly.

That's why. Chun Er sighed as he spoke, leaned very close to Zhuo Yijia, and then lowered his voice: "The prince used medicine tonight in order to win Quanwei." That medicine was just to lift up the prince's spiritual qi, and in that moment, the prince's qi had been used up. Even...... I can't make it tonight. ”

Zhuo Yijia took a breath when he heard this, and then his face froze: "Someone." With that, he turned his head to look at one place.

Years of training have made her senses different from ordinary people's sensitivity.

After a while, I saw the place where Zhuo Yijia was staring, and a voice sounded: "Mr. Chun'er." ”

"Mr. Chun'er. ”

The voice was a little far away, but Zhuo Yijia heard it, and turned her head to look at Chun'er: "It's Mama Cui, who called you." ”

As soon as Zhuo Yijia's voice fell, Chun Er said, "I'm afraid it's broken." With that, he hurriedly walked out with the corner of his clothes.

Zhuo Yijia also hurriedly followed with a gloomy face.

"Mama Cui, what's the matter?" Chun Er hurriedly stepped forward and looked at Mama Cui.

Cui Mama's eyes were a little red, and when she saw Chun'er, she seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw: "Mr. is here, prince, prince... Unconscious again. ”

Chun Er had already guessed in his heart, and when he heard this, he nodded and walked towards the tent where King Huairong was staying.

Cui Mama and Zhuo Yijia followed, and the three of them soon arrived in the tent.

In the tent, King Huairong lay motionless on the bed, and a good-looking woman beside him pinched his body. When the woman heard the sound, she turned her head to look, her eyes fell on Chun'er, and she stood up: "Mr. is here." With that, he took a step back and got out of the way.

"How is the prince?" Chun Er was not formal, walked straight to the bed, looked at King Huairong lying on the bed, leaned down and lifted his eyelids.

"Now I'm in a coma, and I press according to the technique taught by my husband, but there is no response. The woman said with red eyes, pausing. The tail note is choked.

Chun'er didn't say anything more, but leaned over to look at King Huairong's body. Then he sighed: "One more breath." With that, he pressed the medicine box on the side and opened it.

Silver needles of varying thicknesses and strange rune paper were revealed.

"I hope you will step back first. Chun Er spread out the needle and said without looking back.

Zhuo Yijia and Cui Mama, who had served by King Huairong's side all the year round, and others knew Chun'er's habit of retreating from everyone when treating the sick. So he retreated outside the tent as he was told.

It was snowing heavily outside the tent.

Zhuo Yijia stood with his hands behind his back. Look up at the dark night sky. Reaching out, he removed the straps from his head. The bun on her head was a little scattered, but she didn't have time to care, just looked at the night sky. Growing snow fell on her mask, on her shoulders.

He just stood quietly, waiting outside the tent. The night felt long, but there was silence in the tent. Zhuo Yijia was very afraid, and the first thing Chun'er said after the silence was that the fifth uncle died.

She closed her eyes, the corners of which were a little moist. Fortunately, the face and the corners of the eyes hidden under the mask were not visible.

Zhao Yuexi, who had been standing next to her, turned her head to look at Zhuo Yijia and looked at the tall woman in front of her. She couldn't tell if she was older or younger than her.

Zhao Yuexi didn't speak after all, she just turned her head and looked at the bonfire in the distance, worried about the silent tent. She knew Mr. Chun'er's medical skills, but she knew more about her father's physical condition.

She was really afraid, and the first thing Mr. Chun'er said after the silence was that his father had died.

The nights of waiting are always long. None of the people outside the tent spoke, and it was as silent as the tent. After some time, I heard footsteps in the tent, and then the tent curtain was lifted.

Several people hurriedly turned their heads and looked at Chun'er.

"Sir, what's wrong with my father?" Zhao Yuexi was the first to speak, she stared at Chun'er and asked a little eagerly.

Chun Er looked at Zhao Yuexi: "Wake up." As he spoke, his face was gloomy.

At such a juncture, where could Zhao Yuexi still notice Chun'er's appearance, and when she heard his words, she wanted to go inside happily.

Chun Er stretched out a hand and stopped: "County Lord, please stay." ”

Zhao Yuexi's footsteps paused, and she looked at Chun'er in confusion: "What does Mr. mean?"

Chun'er pursed her lips and looked at Zhuo Yijia: "The prince let me"

"Let General Streamer in. Suddenly, the voice of King Huairong sounded in the room, interrupting Chun'er's words.

Zhuo Yijia paused, turned his head to look at Zhao Yuexi, then lifted the curtain and strode towards the tent.

Zhao Yuexi stood outside the tent and took a step back. Exhaled: "It's good to wake up." Then he turned and crouched down. It's good that my father is awake. However, she was a little relieved, so she still had to stay outside this tent, and after General Streamer left, she would go in to see her father.

Chun Er looked at Zhao Yuexi, who was guarding outside the tent, then lowered the curtain and walked into the tent.

Zhuo Yijia strode to King Huairong's side, put the pocket he was holding on the table beside him, squatted down, and gently grabbed King Huairong's hand: "Fifth uncle." ”

King Huairong tilted his head, looked at Zhuo Yijia, and pulled out a smile: "Shu'er." ”

His face was better than before. The mental head is also good. Zhuo Yijia remembered what Chun'er had said before, and she couldn't be happy.

"Shu'er is here. Zhuo Yijia nodded, looked at King Huairong, and said softly.

King Huairong looked at Zhuo Yijia, raised his hand, put it on Zhuo Yijia's mask with difficulty, and stroked it: "Shu'er, I'm afraid the fifth uncle won't be able to do it." ”

Zhuo Yijia took off the mask without hesitation, put it beside the bed, and then put King Huairong's hand on his face: "Don't, with Shu'er, the fifth uncle will definitely live a hundred years old." After speaking, Zhuo Yijia blinked, forcing back the tears that had reached his eyes.

"You really haven't changed at all, just like when you were a child, you used to coax me. With a smile on his face, King Huairong let Zhuo Yijia's hand on his face, feeling the cold temperature on her face, looking at her already grown face, his eyes softened: "It's really like your mother." ”