Chapter Ninety-Eight
Hua Ye stared into his deep eyes, he knew that this was his last chance.
His tongue pressed against his back molars, and the sound of pain ran out of his teeth, and he could feel the bones rubbing up and down, slipping and overlapping, and the pain of muscle tearing.
But he can't stop, and when he stops, it's over, all of it's over. Gritted his teeth and reached Xiang Nianyu's hand.
He had no strength.
He was crooked and fell down, when he thought he was going to finish playing.
Xiang Nianyu pushed upwards and lifted him up. Leaned firmly on Xiang Nianyu's shoulder.
"Can you stand up?"
Hua Ye was weak, "Wait a minute." ”
Xiang Nianyu said "um" and stood silently.
The eunuch and the master not far away did not dare to step forward, and were cramped in place, looking at them with worry, for fear that the two of them would have a good relationship and their heads would be moved.
Little by little, time passed.
The west was more and more red, a little lighter than blood, deeper than the halo on the cheeks of the drunken girl, and it spread out little by little from the bright red disc. It fell on the red wall and blue tiles, fell on the back of the sword and bow, and sprinkled on Xiang Nianyu and Hua Ye.
Looking, watching, I actually felt a little beautiful, half red and half cloudy, quietly, making people so worried in their hearts involuntarily put down, pestle in place, silently watching.
After a long time, Hua Ye squeezed out two words from between his teeth and exhaled a mouthful of cloudy air.
"Yes."
Xiang Nianyu didn't say anything, and looked sideways.
Hua Ye grabbed the ground viciously with his feet, crooked his body, left Xiang Nianyu's shoulder, straightened up, like a spring, and as soon as he came together, he leaned to the side.
caused everyone to exclaim.
Xiang Nianyu had no expression or movement, and was extremely indifferent.
When he leaned to the side, Hua Ye hurriedly leaned in the opposite direction, stabilized his body, shook a few times, and could stop his body, his legs and feet were still a little weak, and his internal organs were burning like fire, spreading from place to place all over his body, but he could still endure it and stand firmly.
Xiang Nianyu waved his hand, "Imperial Doctor." ”
The imperial physician who was waiting outside the venue hurriedly ran over and waited for the dispatch in the old wind.
Xiang Nianyu took a sip of the tea that the eunuch brought over, casually, "Tomorrow he will come over to practice martial arts." ”
The implication is that it must be cured, and it will continue tomorrow.
The imperial doctor was slightly startled, and hurriedly responded, guiding Hua Ye to the side for diagnosis and treatment.
This section of the road was supported by the eunuch, Xiang Nianyu didn't force it, but it was Hua Ye who helped him and walked with his feet up, it hurt a little, he was helped to move forward, and his internal organs were all rubbed again, but he was so painful that he couldn't speak, so he didn't speak again.
The color was slightly black, and the imperial doctor finished giving Hua Ye the medicine and finished the diagnosis and treatment.
Xiang Nianyu walked over, "How is it?" ”
Taiyi Buddha body, he didn't dare to hide it, "External injuries and internal injuries can't get better in a month." ”
Xiang Nianyu frowned, his face displeased, "Can you continue tomorrow?" ”
The imperial doctor remembered the prince's order just now, and he didn't dare to squeak for a while, and after a long time, he accepted his fate, "No." ”
Xiang Nianyu's face sank, as if it was getting dark, and a layer of haze shrouded his eyes.
"When?"
When is it possible?
The Imperial Physician pondered for a moment, "Ten years at the latest." ”
Xiang Nian was silent, weighing the time of ten years.
"Enter my East Palace, day and night for diagnosis and treatment, at most ten years."
The Imperial Doctor didn't dare to disobey, "Yes." ”
Hua Ye was stunned, and after a word, he arranged him properly, but he didn't ask him what his opinion was.
The mouth is slightly open, and he is about to express his dissatisfaction.
Xiang Nianyu's voice had already arrived first, "Dissatisfied? ”
Hua Ye was stunned for a few seconds, and then denied it, "No, it's just ...... The grass people's mother doesn't know ......"
Xiang Nianyu interrupted, waved his hand and beckoned the eunuch to come, "Send someone a letter, Hua Ye will not go back for the time being." As for the reason ......"
He glanced at Hua Ye a few times, and saw that Hua Ye hurriedly wanted to express something, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he moved the muzzle of the gun again, and gasped, "There is no need for much, just say that the homework is heavy." ”
Hua Ye breathed a sigh of relief, covered in injuries, he didn't want his mother to worry.
When Xiang Nianyu returned to the East Palace, the color was dark, the shadows of the trees were swaying, and he could hear the cicadas chirping.
Hua Ye sat quietly on a chair beside him, holding a book of the art of war in his hand.
When he heard the door being pushed, he raised his head and stood up to salute.
Xiang Nianyu took the first step, waved his hand, and signaled that he would be exempted.
Hua Ye stood aside, waiting for the dispatch.
Xiang Nianyu washed his hands, took off the cloak on his body, and took off the white jade pendant on his waist, then sat down, took the book that Hua Ye had just put down, glanced at the title of the book a few times, and put it back again.
"You like the art of war?"
Hua Ye turned around and faced Xiang Nianyu, "I like it." ”
Xiang Nianyu then asked, "Do you want to be a general?" ”
Hua Ye was stunned, and the topic jumped a little, "Everyone in the world wants to." ”
Xiang Nianyu sneered, "The kung fu of the three-legged cat is delusional." ”
Hua Ye was furious, secretly clenched his fists, and controlled the volume, "The grass people will work hard." ”
Xiang Nianyu took the tea on the side, leaned on the back of the chair, casual and unstoppable, trampling the dignity of Hua Ye in front of him under his eyes, and he would not feel anything.
"You don't have it."
Hua Ye choked, and the thought of disbelief became stronger and stronger, "The prince doesn't believe it? ”
Xiang Nianyu chuckled, with contempt, "It's not that you don't believe it, you don't have this ability." ”
Hua Ye's anger rushed upward, his fists clenched tighter and tighter, soaked in a layer of sweat, "If the prince is willing to give, the grass people will succeed." ”
As long as he is given the opportunity to practice martial arts, he will definitely be able to.
The voice was thick and firm, Xiang Nianyu raised his eyes and glanced at him, "If you don't want to?" ”
Hua Ye was speechless for a while, this answer was a little unexpected.
If not, what can he do?
With him as a grass people, what can he do?
What can he do without a professor? With the kung fu of a three-legged cat?
Whether he can or can't is between Xiang Nianyu's thoughts.
Xiang Nianyu took a sip of tea slowly, his eyes cooled suddenly, "No." ”
Simple, two words, put the death penalty on Hua Ye's dream, and the shackles of life.
Hua Ye was a little excited, and his words were careless, "Because of General Hua." ”
The Hua Yu that Xiang Nianyu wanted to kill, he was a peerless general, although it was only a few years, everyone knew about it.
Silence, death-like silence.
Hua Ye could clearly see that Xiang Nianyu's face had completely darkened, and anger and killing intent were brewing around him, and these things poured into his open pores, stimulating something called fear.
Rustling, is the sound of leaves.
Woo is the sound of the wind, like a child's cry, mixed with noisy knowledge.
Bang, thump, violent and rapid, it was Hua Ye's heartbeat, driving the pain in the internal organs, but the nerves couldn't feel it, only the fear that rushed to his face.
Shouldn't I say something?
Stand corrected?
Or change the subject?
My heart was beating too fast, my thoughts were in a mess, my breathing was a little stagnant, and I seemed to be about to run out of breath.