"This kid is really going to die! You, just give her a good time! ”

“…… Two days to go. ”

"Two days! How did you get through the past? If she had to be so miserable to survive, how would you know she was willing to live? ”

"It's up to you to live or not, Imperial Doctor Yu, I really don't want to live, it's the medicine stone that cares, let alone a life suspension needle, and I can't stop the elixir from dying."

He paused for a moment, "But you can also see, she still refuses to leave, this is her own fight for this life." ”

The former approached her couch and said in a low voice: "Child, I know you can hear me, you are still young, you don't know the suffering of the world, you, you are trying to live like this, you can't do it... Can't do it. ”

"Imperial Doctor Yu, good words are hard to persuade damn ghosts, and vice versa, save it!" His tone was a little cold.

"Indeed, you are also good at speaking, but you can't stop King Wu's determination, so you tie your obsession to this child! If you want to come to the martial king, even if you have a heroic spirit, you should spit on your heart like iron stone! ”

He was silent for a long time, but finally did not say a word.

"Alright, alright." Someone played a round, "Imperial Doctor Yu, it's far away, Dao Chang and I are both trying to save her life, how can it be better to live than to die on the battlefield at such a young age, isn't it?" ”

"Wait for her to get through, wait for Da Chu's reinforcements to arrive, let's send her back, and we can give her a honor..."

The voice gradually blurred, and after a long wandering between life and death, she saw people.

Young Xuanqing sat on the edge of the couch, not knowing what was going on, when he saw her wake up, he said, "Today is the third day, stay up all night, you, you will have to live." ”

"You... Yes, who is it..."

"Don't worry, when you answer Ye's question, Ye will naturally know everything."

"A: No... Not going to be... Kill me? ”

"No, it won't." Xuanqing shook his head, "It's up to you to live, if you want to die now, I won't stop you." ”

"I don't die, I can't die."

Xuan Qing finally smiled, "Then while you are sober for a moment, let's make it clear first-"

The picture was turbulent, her voice changed tone, and after some time, she heard her own childish voice.

"I don't believe or want to, I just want to live..."

The voice fell into the silence, echoing in all directions, as if she were repeating it over and over again, until there was an urgent call in her ears.

"Prince Wu, Prince Wu-"

………

"Prince Wu, Prince Wu?" Yu Zhongjing ordered the people around him to hold down the struggling Zhao Chen, and called out repeatedly.

Seeing that Zhao Chen struggled more and more, but there was still no sign of waking up, Yu Zhongjing thought about the needle again and again, and the last needle fell, and the person on the bed suddenly quieted.

At the same time, open your eyes.

But seeing that the eyes were dark and cold, without half a bit of light, Yu Zhongjing couldn't help but be stunned, and when he reacted and wanted to stop the person who was about to let go of Zhao Chen, it was already a moment too late.

Zhao Chen reached out and twisted the man's neck, dragging his whole person to a very close distance, obviously not sparing the slightest hand.

"Can't knock her out!" Yu Zhongjing hurriedly shouted.

The man didn't intend to fight back, but took advantage of the situation to hold the back of Zhao Chen's neck, and called in a dumb voice: "It's, it's time to wake up..."

Zhao Chen's dark eyes rolled, frowning to distinguish something, and after a few breaths, his eyes gradually became focused, and he saw Meng Yong, who was close at hand and was pinched by her.

The top of the mountain is opposite、Leave alone... The side peak that was finally blown up -

Memories came flooding back, frozen in the Shili Xinzhu directly above the collapsed place, Zhao Chen's hands subconsciously tightened, as if he wanted to grasp the person in front of him more realistically.

"Well... Okay, you want, you want to kill me? Meng Yong paused word by word and patted the back of her hand with difficulty.

Zhao Chen woke up like a dream, and his palm fingers suddenly lost his strength, but he still stared at Meng Yong directly, as if to confirm, and twisted the remaining touch of his fingertips in a trance.

Meng Yong coughed for a long time and said, "I'm not dead, don't worry." ”

Zhao Chen was stunned, slumped his shoulders and back, closed his eyes tiredly, buried his face in his outstretched palms, and silently didn't know what he was thinking.

Seeing that something seemed wrong with her, Meng Yong frowned slightly, and was about to signal Yu Zhongjing to come forward to diagnose the pulse-

Zhao Chen suddenly said: "Old Yu, it's been so far, you don't have anything to tell me?" ”

The two people on the side of the bed didn't expect that Zhao Chen would ask this first.

Especially Meng Yong, he didn't shy away from asking Zhao Chen in front of him, and he had an indescribable subtlety.

In fact, the cause of this trip to the northwest is all in Zhao Chen's memories of having passive hands and feet in the past, and Yu Zhongjing is one of the people who know or participate.

"Prince Wu." Yu Zhongjing sighed, "The doctor thinks about the disease, and the lower officials have nothing else to think about, and they don't deliberately hide it. ”

"Your medicine is about to fail, I'll remember it sooner or later."

"Did you know... To remember it is to re-experience those things, and to die like that—"

"What did Xuanqing have to do with the old Martial King back then, why did he save me, a homeless person, what did he want me to do..."Zhao Chen said, "These are what I need to know." ”

"It's important to distinguish between friend and foe." Zhao Chen glanced at Meng Yong secretly, "I... No more adventures. ”

Meng Yong's eyes were slightly raised, and he retracted quietly in an instant, still listening silently.

Yu Zhongjing was shocked: "How much do you think of?" ”

Zhao Chen raised his eyes to look at him, his pale face made his eyes darker and darker, deep and dull, without any intention of answering.

"..."Yu Zhongjing beset his head, "What is the relationship between Ye Daochang and King Wu, the lower official doesn't know, the lower official was taken to the border pass back then... Ye Daochang had already followed King Wu at that time. ”

"At that time, he wanted to persuade King Wu to abandon the border pass and retreat, so as to avoid the disaster of losing his life, but unfortunately all the good words were said - in February, the Taoist chief had a premonition that a great change was coming, and he broke into King Wu's tent at night..."

The result is well known to everyone present.

"Dao Chief, they took the subordinate officer out of the barracks, and it was only then that the subordinate official found out about you." He paused, "That is, you will replace the real son." ”

"They kidnapped the officials to the border pass, but they only valued the hanging life handed down by the family teacher, and the others did not reveal much, so why they saved you and what the purpose was, the lower officials are not clear."

Zhao Chen was silent, knowing that the crux of the matter was likely to be on the third day, what Xuan Qing said to her, but she didn't remember-

"As for you wanting to find out whether you are friend or foe, in the eyes of the lower officials back then, you really tried your best to save your life."

"The lower officials have said everything they should say, whether they are friends or enemies, more than ten years have passed, and Prince Wu should know it in his heart." Yu Zhongjing bowed and bowed, bowed his head and exited the room.

Meng Yong waited for a moment and asked lightly, "How true is what he said?" ”

Zhao Chen said: "Half-truths and half-truths, I don't know if I ask three questions, plus I avoid the important and light, I should have already received Xuanqing's signal, and I can't ask anything else when I ask after him." ”

I don't know how long the silence passed.

Meng Yong said: "How long do you want to diverge these old things?" Or are you really not going to ask, Cang Lie, Mobei, how did you end thirteen days ago..."