Chapter 143: Drawing Dreams

"I didn't expect Tianyi Guojun to be here."

The former minister, today's enemy, Qin Cao glanced sideways, "It's really a herd of cattle and sheep!" ”

Gongxi was furious, but fortunately, the Gu master next to him said: "The king is angry, don't be fooled!" ”

Hearing this, he looked at the new king of Nanyang who was being held by his neck, and thought of the princess of Nanyang, if he got this person in his hands again, the remaining incompetent princes would not be afraid, and this large area of Nanyang would not be at his fingertips.

"Tianyi Guojun, why don't we make a deal?"

Danfeng's eyes looked at the person who turned over and dismounted, and ran straight to him, and continued: "Use these two cities to exchange the people in your hands!" ”

Forehead? That's right, Nanyang looked at him in disbelief, the city is from Nanyang, not from the West, how can he call the shots?

However, what he just got back had to be handed over to others, although he didn't want to, but in order to save his life, he didn't say a word.

"Yes!" The thin lips opened lightly, signaling Yang Jing to retreat to the city.

After Tianyi, the soldiers returned to the city and closed the city gate until only one person was left to pass through.

"Wait!" After saying that, Gongxi shook his hand and waved, and the Gu Master immediately asked the guards around him to step forward and held him hostage.

"You !!" Nanyang Changkong glared angrily, unable to say a complete sentence, this is in his country, how can he still become a lamb to be slaughtered.

The Nanyang soldiers next to him did not dare to act rashly, they were all bullying the weak and afraid of the hard, and they had never been merciful to His Royal Highness Nine when they came, and now they were scared when they saw the king of Xifan.

Gongxi Zhenting turned on his horse and threatened: "Those who follow me will prosper, and those who oppose me will die!" ”

When the soldiers heard this, they immediately threw away their weapons and surrendered on their knees.

Turning the horse's head, he led the army of captives to the main city, where there was a general of the Bangnan Kingdom waiting for him to deal with.

A person behind him, with his back like a mountain, entered the city gate and gradually disappeared.

Qin Cao didn't hesitate and hurriedly went to the city gate upstairs, came to Yang Jing's room, and saw the seriously injured person lying on the bed.

The old military doctor was treating his wounds, cutting off the tattered clothes with skin and flesh with scissors piece by piece, and directly stepped forward to take a flying needle from the blood fan, sealing the acupuncture points for pain.

Those peach blossom eyes kept staring at him, making him want to laugh inexplicably, "Why do you look at me like this?" ”

"The Emperor... Brotherβ€”" He said tentatively, only to see the man leaning over and holding his hand, and said, "Hmm. ”

"Boom!" A mouthful of blood came out of his mouth.

Qin Cao directly called his pulse and diagnosed the injury, new and old injuries plus the pain of prison, the person has reached the limit, and immediately ordered the old military doctor to help and treat it personally.

Yang Jingwei also helped, sending people to and from the pharmacy, or asking Lang Zhong or buying medicinal materials.

For half a day, Qin Xi fell into a dream and said goodbye to Nanyang Xi in the past, "I'm going to a new place and start anew." ”

"Go ahead, there's your family there."

As twilight fell, Qin Cao carefully removed each piece of rotten and burned meat, then cleaned the wound, stopped the bleeding, applied medicine, bandaged it...

He was also so busy that he was sweating, and the blood on his robe was dirty and messy, and finally, he called the pulse, confirmed that he had just fainted in pain, and got up to deal with himself.

"Knock on the emperor!" Yang Jingwu threw the soldiers at the door and saluted.

"Well, find me a place to clean it up." Speaking casually, he straightened up his cuffs.

After he finished bathing and changing clothes, he went to the dining room with a radiant face, this current situation, Nanyang only occupied two cities, if he didn't interfere, these two would fall short today.

Eating slowly, he has been coming abroad for a whole year, and this expansion of the territory has really become a cover, but fortunately, his judgment is not wrong, but the person is deliberately hiding, which is really difficult to find.

The emperor seems to have something on his mind? Yang Jingwu on the side did not say much.

And Qin Cao noticed his gaze and said, "Qin Xi will recover from his injuries, be sure to escort him back to Beijing, um... Sent to the Seven Kings' Mansion. ”

"Yes, the last general will obey!" Salute.

He sank for a moment and said, "By the way, my whereabouts are kept secret for the time being!" ”

He can't go back at this time, the capital is far away, this time he must find the dancing girl, the king's voodoo is the same as that of mortals, only by finding her, can he save his mortals.

Two days are Chinese New Year's Eve, Qin Xi's wound is gradually healing, there is a slight itching feeling, the mental outlook is good, the person is also in a good mood, he knows that the Emperor Zhitian is the third son of his father and emperor, and he and the seventh prince are the brothers of the same mother.

Listening to the major general, the two brothers look very similar, he is the younger brother, the ninth in line, and he can't help but want to return to Tianyi and the capital as soon as possible.

On this day, seeing that his injuries were healed, Qin Cao made a box of ointment and handed it to him, "Remove the scar." ”

Qin Xi never thought that the dignified Tianyi monarch was not only good at martial arts, but also proficient in medical science, chivalrous and righteous in the woods, majestic under the city walls, and definitely a benevolent, righteous and holy monarch!

"Emperor Xie!" He took it with both hands and said respectfully.

Seeing him staring at himself, his thin lips pursed lightly, Lao Jiu and Lao Qi are different, one is restrained and subtle, and the other is ****.

"Your Majesty, why?" Realizing that it might be a gaffe, I couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

Seeing him so shy, as if he was a little fan brother in Fan'er's mouth, this was the result of a lack of care since childhood, and gradually smiled, "Take care of your injuries and return to Beijing as soon as possible." ”

Anyway, he walked out, he still had an important thing to do.

Every year that passes, I have to paint a picture for Fan'er.

However, he thought about it for a long time, but there was no picture, and the last time was in the camp tent in that place, and Fan'er solved the puzzle in his dream, and only a trace of his back was imprinted in his mind.

So while reminiscing and putting pen into painting, but I was very dissatisfied with it, too empty, too space, too fake...

But, after all, it was a dream, how could he think so well, I saw that he crumpled the paper ball and threw it on the ground, and he was sitting in a precarious position and was about to redraw a picture, so he got up and went to the side to clean his hands.

Then he quickly went to the bed and lay down, put his hand to his heart, and looked at the roof with his eyes open, as if to say: Please, good mortal, come to sleep quickly...

With the crowing of the rooster, the person on the bed opened his eyes and slept in vain, not only delaying the time, but also dreaming of nothing, and he couldn't help but feel unhappy.

So, sitting quietly on the bed, thinking about it, that night Fan'er snorted, and went out without looking back, at the moment of disappearance, frozen at the screen, the moonlight was faint, the figure was full, and he hurriedly stayed, too late to put on his shoes...

Start writing again, like a shadow:

A beautiful shadow is like a waterfall, like a dream.

Fortunately, no one saw his stupid appearance, where he looked like the Ninety-Five, he was clearly a stupid hat!

The pair of feet as white as jade, stepped on the dust on the soles of the feet, spread the painting on the bookcase, pressed the corners with a paperweight, and left, put on shoes, and took a set of robes.