Xiao Han followed the eunuch and ran briskly towards Gai Nie's house.

From a distance, she saw the doctors coming and going back and forth inside and outside the house, coming in and out.

"Rubbish! It's all rubbish! ”

Ying Zheng's angry scolding came from the room.

Xiao Han entered the house.

"陛xià." She saluted Ying Zheng.

"Dongjun, can Gai Nie's injuries be cured?"

Xiao Han nodded and said, "The little woman needs four high-grade medicinal herbs, and a pot of charcoal, except for His Majesty, no one else is allowed to enter here." ”

"Okay, okay, do you hear that? Get lost! ”

The doctors were so frightened that they ran away, and the room quickly fell silent.

These four high-grade medicinal materials are: crane grass for hemostasis, myrrh for blood circulation and blood stasis, andrographis to eliminate inflammation, and ginseng to replenish qi and blood.

Xiao Han slowly approached Gai Nie and saw that he was trembling slightly. She reached out, and a warm flame was in the palm of her hand, which she hung over Ganie, sending him heat.

Gai Nie's face turned blue and his lips were pale due to excessive blood loss. The knife on the chest was reddish and slightly oozing blood, and the flesh on the inside was still exposed, and it was a little black.

Nie'er, I'm sorry.

Xiao Han roasted a blade on a charcoal fire, sterilized it, and cut off the layer of rotten flesh on Gai Nie's body, and his wound began to bleed again. She applied the mashed and soaked crane grass and andrographis to the wound, and the wound stopped bleeding. Xiao Han found that although Gai Nie was unconscious, his nerves still reacted, and he was sweating in pain. She placed the handkerchief in warm water soaked in herbs, wrung it out, and helped him wipe his sweat.

Ying Zheng turned his back and didn't want to watch such a scene at all.

Xiao Han pressed his palm against Gai Nie's wound and silently read something.

Her hand lit up, and the medicine slowly became extremely thin, seeping into his flesh, and the wound grew little by little.

"What is this?" Ying Zheng couldn't help but ask.

"The treatment technique of the Yin and Yang family, but unfortunately it can't be cured, so I asked for some medicinal materials that invigorate blood and dispel blood stasis, and boil it and take it, twice a day, three days. Ginseng is used as a tonic after wound healing, which can better restore internal strength. ”

"A wound of this kind will leave a scar, right?"

Ying Zheng watched as Gai Nie's wound grew, with a scar on his skin.

"This," Xiao Han shook his head, "there's nothing the little woman can do. ”

"Why?" Ying Zheng asked Xiaohan.

"The little woman doesn't understand what Her Majesty means."

"Dongjun, the widow originally wanted to marry you and Gai Nie, why did you seriously hurt him?"

"Your Majesty, the little woman came here today just for the Chixiao Sword, and she has nothing else to think about."

"Dongjun, do you think that my Gai Nie is not worthy of you?"

"No, it's the little woman who doesn't deserve him, and I'm no longer the person he liked before."

After Xiaohan said this, she felt that the sky had fallen, but now, she really had to say so.

She reached out and pressed her hand against Gai Nie's scar, transmitting some internal force for him to protect his heart that had just been almost injured.

That's her heart.

Gai Nie's face was slightly better, not the blue he had just had.

"The widow still wants to thank you."

"The little woman didn't dare to bear His Majesty's gratitude, so she retired."

Xiao Han turned around, ready to leave, and just took a step, she felt someone grasp her hand tightly.

"Xiaohan, don't go......"

Gai Nie closed his eyes, frowned, and repeated the sentence over and over again in a hoarse voice.

Xiaohan, don't go.

Xiao Han relented, pulled his hand out of his hand, and left without looking back.

After reading this qiē, Ying Zheng actually lowered his once majestic eyebrows, looked at Xiao Han's back, and shook his head.

Dongjun, how much pain do you have to endure for him?

It's that road again. Donghuang Taiyi and Xiaohan galloped in the direction of returning to Yinyang's house.

This time, it was she herself who was willing to go back.

The two of them didn't say a word along the way.

Ying Zheng was sitting in the Xianyang Palace, reviewing the recitals.

"Your Majesty, Lord Li asks to see you."

"It's so late," Ying Zheng struck the gong three times when he heard a guard passing by outside the window, "It's all three watches, let him in." ”

"陛xià." Li Si saluted Yingzheng in a hurry.

"What's the urgency?"

"South Korea just sent a letter in the morning, and someone from the net just came to report, saying that a fire broke out in the palace of Han Wang, and Han Wangan was killed by Wei Zhuang and burned to death in the palace."

Gai Qing was really right. Wei Zhuang did me a great favor and went to him to see if he was willing to help me do something. ”

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid this won't work."

"How?"

"Wei Zhuang and Master Gai are from the same family, vertical and horizontal factions, they are incompatible, and they cannot be reused together."

"And what do you mean?"

"Wei Zhuang has a killer group under his command, and we can hire them with a lot of money to help us sweep away the stubborn forces of the other five countries."

"Very well, let's do it."

The fire in the palace of King Han burned all night, and the screams in the palace became weaker and weaker.

The arsonist, Ning Shuang, sat on a large stone in front of the palace and watched the last bit of dignity of the country disappear in front of him.

Bai Feng stood beside her.

"Suddenly it's over, and there's a feeling of emptiness." Bai Feng joked.

"It's also interesting that this palace, which contains love and hatred, was finally destroyed in the hands of its own people."

"What do you find interesting?" Bai Feng looked down at Ning Shuang's face illuminated by the flames, "Isn't this very deserved?" ”

"Where will we go from here?" Ning Shuang looked up at Bai Feng.

I don't know, "the death of a country is the loss of a home," or a wandering. ”

On the cliff where you could see the entire Han Palace, Princess Honglian stood on the edge of the cliff, watching the place where she was born and grew turned to ashes.

"This filthy Korea, our Korea, no longer exists from today."

"You killed my father." Princess Red Lotus turned around and saw the blood-stained silver Wei Zhuang walking towards her.

Wei Zhuang stood beside her and said, "I said that anyone who stands in my way will have only one ending. ”

He turned his head slightly to look at Honglian and said, "As for you, you have two choices, the first one, follow me from now on, and I will give you back a better Korea, a Korea that is stronger than ever." The second ......"

"I'll pick one." Princess Red Lotus interrupted Wei Zhuang's words.

"Don't you want to know the second option?"

"I've made my choice, and in fact, I have one more question for you."

Princess Red Lotus looked at Wei Zhuang with some anticipation and said, "Did you choose to come back on the day I got married, so that I could make up my mind to kill Ji Wuye, or was it because I would distract him by doing so, and you would have a chance to kill him?" ”

"That's what you think."

"If you don't want to see me, I can't see you, so, on the way to get married that day, you deliberately let me see you?"

"There's no difference between you marrying Ji Wuye and dying."

"I just want to know why you came back."

"If you've already made your choice, why bother asking why?"

Princess Red Lotus no longer looked at Wei Zhuang, she said: "From now on, I will be your person, and I will try to live until the day you say." ”

Outside of the fire, Ning Shuang asked Bai Feng.

"Why did Brother Zhuang save the life of Princess Red Lotus alone?"

"For the secret she hides."

"Doesn't he care about her at all?"

"Sometimes, it's because you care."

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