Chapter 7: The Bitter Hatred
Yao Yi had a high fever for a long time, his body was tired, he hugged Jin Yanchen's neck, muttered some incoherent words, and suddenly lost his voice, Jin Yanchen looked down, only to see Yao Yi's eyelids drooping, snoring softly, and already falling into a sweet dream.
He hugged the small soft lump in his arms, listening to the small and even snoring, and his heart was soft for the first time in a long time. I was reluctant to let go for a while.
Asimu was old, and his words were a little vague. Jin Yanchen couldn't understand some of the terms used to practice medicine, and it took him a long time to understand the gist.
Yao Yi's injury, it is impossible to recover completely, and he can only hope for improvement.
Asimu has no way, and what Chang Qianfo can do is limited, I'm afraid that Chang Jihai will come in person, and there may not be any better way.
Jin Yanchen's heart was gloomy, and he silently looked at the barren grass outside the tent, and sat like this for a long time.
Seeing Qu Ya striding towards this side, he got up and put Yao Yi to sleep, and instructed Asimu to take care of it and walked out.
Qu Yaxing greeted him and said, "I found a scout with a hound a mile away, and it has been resolved. But I estimate that Rong Yi's men should not be far from here. β
Jin Yanchen asked, "Is Huo An back?" β
Qu Ya said: "Not yet." However, the letter was passed that the Yongding camp did mutiniate last night. β
Jin Yanchen felt a little at ease in his heart, Huo An never disappointed him when he did things.
Mutiny in the army is not a trivial matter, Rong Yi has to stabilize the morale of the army, and he should not be able to deal with them for the time being.
Then he said: "You send some more people to keep an eye on it, and report any changes at any time." β
Mu Dian can be seriously injured, it is not suitable to toss and turn, and he will not move if he can.
Qu Ya should go down.
Jin Yanchen asked again: "What do you think about this matter?" β
In a fierce battle last night, Rong Yifang suffered heavy casualties, Rao is so, and he is still chasing after him, which shows that he is determined to win his head.
Qu Ya has followed Jin Yanchen for many years, and they have a tacit understanding with each other, and they don't need Jin Yanchen to say more, they know what he means, and said: "It's not a big hatred, it's a long-cherished revenge." β
Jin Yanchen's heart froze at first, and there were still some vague thoughts, but after Qu Ya's sentence "It's not a big hatred, it's a long-cherished hatred", it suddenly became clear and clear.
He has been locked up for many years, and he has no grudge against Rong Yi. That's a long-cherished vendetta!
Jin Yanchen intuitively felt that if a big stone had been run over in his chest, he was so suffocated that it was difficult to breathe, and it was extremely painful.
Long-cherished vendetta ...... The grudges of his whole body are all long-cherished hatreds!
After only losing his mind for a short moment, he stabilized his mind and asked, "What about Xu Younan?" β
Xu Younan is in charge of intelligence and is good at figuring out people's hearts, so she should know more.
Qu Ya said: "He went to see the girl." β
Jin Yanchen's face changed greatly, and without waiting for Qu Ya to finish speaking, he turned around and strode out.
Qu Ya was stunned for a moment before he understood, and stepped up to follow. Could it be that Xu Younan has not given up his intention to harm Mu Dianke to this day?
Jin Yanchen rushed all the way to the felt tent.
If the ghost and the ghost were staying outside the tent, they saw Jin Yanchen rushing over with a black and calm face, and was about to step forward to salute, when they saw Jin Yanchen rushing to the door with an arrow and lifting the curtain.
Mu Dianke was leaning on the soft lean to listen to Xu Younan's words, and raised his head in surprise when he heard the movement in front of the door, although his expression was sorrowful, he was fine.
Jin Yanchen breathed a sigh of relief, and the heart that was beating in his chest stopped at this point.
Turning his head to look, he saw Xu Younan looking at himself with his mouth half open, thinking that he was talking and asked his sudden intrusion to interrupt, with a smile in his eyes that contained playfulness and mockery, but I didn't know whether to laugh at him or laugh at himself.
Without waiting for Jin Yanchen to speak, Xu Younan flicked his sleeves, got up leisurely, and said with a smile: "The sixth prince is so anxious, but there is something important?" β
Jin Yanchen was full of panic and traces, and he couldn't hide it, so he followed his words and said: "Rong Yi sent someone to find here, you go and arrange it, we have to move quickly." β
Xu Younan was like a mirror in his heart, thinking that Jin Yanchen was also a person who had seen the mountains and blood of corpses and seen strong winds and waves, why was he frightened by such a trivial matter, he was afraid that he would take advantage of Mu Dianke's illness and weakness to treat her badly, right?
sighed in his heart, but his face was indifferent, and he smiled: "Okay." β
The sleeves of his robe fluttered and he went, not at all like a seriously injured person.
Only Jin Yanchen and Mu Dianke were left in the felt tent, and the atmosphere inevitably froze.
Over the years, when the two have rarely spoken calmly, they have been resentful of each other for a long time, and they don't seem to know how to talk to each other without arguing or arguing.
There was silence for a long time, and finally Mu Dianke opened his mouth first and said, "In the future, don't act so recklessly." If anyone threatens you with me again, don't compromise, I won't blame you. β
Jin Yanchen's eyes darkened suddenly.
He had traveled long distances and been trapped in the midst of the army just to save her, and in her eyes, he was just acting recklessly.
Only a thousand Buddhas are the companions of life and death.
Mu Dianke lowered his eyes, couldn't see the heavy sadness in Jin Yanchen's eyes, paused, and said: "Your life is more important than me, more important than anything else. β
Jin Yanchen remembered what she said to him yesterday before the battle, "You are the only bloodline of the Jin family", and thought self-deprecatingly, the reason why his life is important is because his surname is Jin?
The things of this world are indeed fair.
Back then, he had dried her tears and broken her liver and intestines, and today she would repay him with the same pain.
But who is to blame? After all, he just blames himself.
He suddenly asked, "Will you go with Chang Qianfo?" β
Mu Dian was stunned for a moment when he asked Jin Yanchen for this brainless sentence, looked up at him for a moment, and said, "No." β
She replied calmly and firmly, "I will not go with him." I'm just an ominous person, so why bother to harm him? β
Although she tried her best to calm her tone, the loss in her tone could not be hidden, and her eyes were dim, making her already pale cheeks look even more poignant.
"After this trip, I was probably ...... I'll never see him again. Don't worry, I will play your fiancΓ©e well in front of people and don't let Yu'er be in danger. β
Jin Yanchen's heart is obscure, and his mouth is bitter. His lips opened and closed several times, and finally he said, "That's good." β
He originally wanted to ask her why she blocked that palm for him. Now there is no need to ask.
He walked out of the felt tent and looked up at the sky, and the sky was dark, black clouds were everywhere, and the mountain rain was coming.
The weather in March and April is the most changeable, with a few spring thunders exploding and torrential rains coming.
The mountain road is muddy, and it is not appropriate to start at this time.
Besides, it was not necessary to go, so the trip was delayed.
It wasn't until Shi Yunlian appeared outside the valley with the disciples of the Blood Bell Palace and the Palace holding an umbrella that Jin Yanchen understood how resolute Rong Yi's murderous intent was towards him.
The blood-red umbrellas all over the mountains are like blood-colored flowers blooming in the rain.