After Yun Chuan came out, he thought about the fact that his eldest grandson Ying and his father were asking to marry him, and everyone knew about it, and he really wanted to strike him down with a palm. "How could I marry him?!" Yun Chuan shouted this angrily.
"Who can't you marry?" Yun Chuan was walking alone and didn't notice Ming Cheng standing behind him.
Yun Chuan was startled by the sudden sound. He turned around and almost bumped into Mingcheng: "You walk without making any noise? You scared me. I was about to go find you."
"Haha, I guess it's time for you to come to me! I'm waiting for you here." Mingcheng raised the curtain and signaled, and Yun Chuan walked in, "By the way, what did you just mutter to yourself, who can't you marry?"
"No one!" Yunchuan felt bored when he saw Mingcheng's flirtatious and provocative look. Even Shangdu Khan knew about this matter, so Mingcheng had naturally known about it for a long time.
Mingcheng raised his eyes, smiled slightly, and said, "With your temperament, it's probably not that easy for someone you don't like to marry you."
"I'm not here to talk about marriage with you." Yun Chuan said angrily, "Tell me quickly, how to use the century-old snow lotus?"
"Why are you in a hurry? If you don't break your promise, I will certainly keep my promise." Mingcheng picked up the kettle on the table and poured a glass of water for Yunchuan, handed it over and said, "You have a good layout, but your movements are too slow! What’s so interesting about the stage you built? If you don’t come to me, the tea I specially prepared for you will be cold!”
Yun Chuan glanced at the water glass and sneered. She had never thought of using other people's lives as bait. The young and mature look of Bayin that she saw last night appeared in Yunchuan's eyes again, with a firm face and sad eyes. This expression was actually rare among the desert nobles of her generation. You must know that there were few large-scale wars in the era of the princes and princesses of their generation, and everyone was pampered. Which one of them did not go his own way, boldly and casually? Thinking that this boy, who was a few years younger than him, fell into a trap set by others because of other people's entanglements an hour ago, and almost died from the mouth of a wild wolf, I felt even more intolerable and uncomfortable. "Ba Yin's matter actually has little to do with me." Yunchuan said angrily, but other than saying that it had little to do with it, she had nothing to say to defend herself. She had indeed foreseen Changsun Ying's actions.
"Oh? What's wrong, do you dare to do it? This is not like your temperament!" Mingcheng said with a smile.
"I'm not willing to use such dirty methods!" Yunchuan looked at Mingcheng's distrustful smile and felt that his face was burning.
"Is it dirty? I think you are brave, resourceful and courageous. Do you know where Centennial Snow Lotus is now? How could Shangdu Khan see his only son in danger without saving him?" Mingcheng tapped his fingers casually on the table. , said briskly.
"Although I know where the Centennial Snow Lotus is, Shangdu Khan didn't use the Centennial Snow Lotus when he was in danger. Why should I test an innocent person!" Yunchuan retorted, somewhat anxiously.
"Haha, are you really not your idea? It seems that I think highly of you." Mingcheng took a sip of water and said contemptuously, "But, the truth is never important, what is important is what everyone sees or hears . He was in critical condition back then. In fact, he was not seriously injured at all at that time. He was just using this to inspire the fighting spirit and admiration of the tribesmen."
"You don't have to think too highly of me. I'm not as scheming as Shangdu Khan. Besides, it's just spreading the news. There is obviously a better way, so why should I bet on other people's lives?" Yunchuan shook his head and said.
Mingcheng looked at Yun Chuan's hesitant eyes and said calmly, "Life is a bet one by one. It's nothing more than 'choose the greater of the two benefits and the lesser of the two evils'. In this world, not all roads are the same. It was paved by someone else.”
Yun Chuan's eyes seemed to be filled with tenderness when he looked at Ming Cheng, and his ears seemed to hear the sister Ming Cheng from a year ago, sitting next to him, saying pitifully, "Yun Chuan, Yun Chuan, not everyone is like this." Just like you, who have nothing to wear but food to eat and mouth to open, you know that in this desert, there are still many people who are homeless and wandering around, and they will do a lot of forced things in order to survive."
"Sister Mingcheng, you..." Yun Chuan felt a pang of clear water in his heart. Why did Mingcheng want to reveal the secret of the century-old snow lotus? This would be detrimental to Shangdu Khan and even Huang Bei. Could it be that Mingcheng really has something unspeakable? .
"Don't look at me with such affectionate eyes. Do you want to ask me why I do this?" Mingcheng's sharp eyes saw through Yunchuan's thoughts, and he sneered, interrupting Yunchuan's words, "His The two precious children have always thought that I have designs on Centennial Snow Lotus, and many Huang Bei generals who support the late queen also think that my motives are impure. Isn’t this bad now? The building will fall and I will still hold on. Who else thinks that I am greedy? Powerful and vain?!" Mingcheng smiled contemptuously, as if he wanted to release the bad breath that was suppressed in his chest.
Yun Chuan sighed secretly in his heart, laughing at himself for thinking too much. What could Mingcheng have to hide? Although she was not a descendant of a prince, her father was a Xiayi general and was highly regarded by the old Khan. The senior generals in the Xiayi army also cared for Mingcheng like a daughter. If Mingcheng was like a proud autumn chrysanthemum, now she is like a delicate peony, with a bright and dazzling look. How can others judge the gains and losses in this?
"Okay." Yunchuan took a deep breath, stood up, and urged Mingcheng to ask: "Your goal has been achieved. How to use Snow Lotus, please tell me quickly."
Mingcheng stretched out three fingers, raised his lips, and said lightly: "Three words, just eat it."
"You!" Yun Chuan stood up abruptly, his eyes wide with anger, and his heart was filled with anger.
"Do you think these three words are too simple? Do you know how to eat the century-old snow lotus when it is not like this? It is quite complicated. The three words 'eat directly' are very valuable." Mingcheng calmed down. Xian, said leisurely.
"Then I really have to thank you!" Yun Chuan felt that there was really no need to continue the conversation. He was being used so nakedly, and he really had no sisterly affection at all!
Just as Yun Chuan was about to leave the yurt, Ming Cheng stopped her, with a wicked smile in the corner of his eyes: "You made two fake balls look like real ones. You are very skilled in your craftsmanship. I admire you."
Yun Chuan couldn't help but frown when he heard Mingcheng's sudden compliment, but he didn't want to discuss the matter with her in depth anymore and said, "It turns out that the matter has been settled, so we'd better stay less entangled and say goodbye."
After walking out of Mingcheng's yurt, he could hear the noise in Bayin's yurt in the distance. "Could the two sides be fighting?" Yun Chuan couldn't help but thought to himself.
Yun Chuan ran over curiously and heard Shangdu Khan's heart-rending cry coming from the yurt: "Doctor, doctor, hurry up and see what's going on!"
Yunchuan was shocked and quickly opened the curtain and went in. The smell of blood filled the yurt, and he saw several people surrounding Bayin who was lying down. Bayin shouted "It hurts, it hurts" from his mouth. The doctor was in a panic and shouted toward the door: "Hurry, order someone to get some water, the bleeding can't stop!"
Yunchuan looked back instinctively, but there was not a single servant of Huang Bei in this room! Yun Chuan couldn't care less, so he opened the curtain and rushed out, but looking around, there was not a single patrolling guard in such a large area, not even the few Huang Bei guards he saw at the beginning. Yunchuan thought of Mingcheng, and hurried to Mingcheng to the yurt, panting and shouting: "Hurry, send someone to get water, Bayin, Bayin, he started bleeding again!"
Mingcheng, who was sitting leisurely in the room, showed no expression after hearing this. Instead, he had a calm face: "Why are you anxious? The pills are all at Shangdu Khan's place!"
"Ah!" Yun Chuan finally realized what he had done. He had forgotten about the century-old snow lotus in his haste, but when he thought about it, he still felt uneasy, "Then why didn't it matter if I just ate it?"
Mingcheng calmed down and said, "Just take one more."
"Then, we'd better quickly find someone to prepare some water. The blood also needs to be wiped away." Yunchuan breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Mingcheng's determined look, and he didn't feel so panic anymore!
"Our guards have all been taken by Wei Xu to prepare luggage and carriages, and these people have also been emptied by Shangdu Khan. Aren't you in a hurry to leave? Hurry up and do your own business. You don't need to worry here!" Mingcheng Chao Yunchuan winked, "If you don't hurry up and leave, then we can sit down and chat again!"
"It seems that I am really anxious. It is your own family matter anyway, so why am I wasting my feelings! You can just close your eyes and rest." Yunchuan glanced at Mingcheng, angry with himself for being too enthusiastic, and even more angry with Mingcheng for being too hard-hearted.
"Hey, okay. If you're fine, I'll take you to have a look and find out whether I'm too cold-blooded or whether this place doesn't need any warm-heartedness at all!" Mingcheng was stimulated by Yunchuan's words and stopped him who was about to leave. Yunchuan.
Mingcheng and Yunchuan walked to Bayin's yurt, but Bayin had no sound. King Yelu had already sent people to find the guards. The sight of three basins of blood on the ground was shocking. The smell of blood filled the entire yurt, making Yunchuan feel sick and dizzy. The two doctors were busy re-bandaging the wound in front, and kept passing out blood-covered cotton towels. Yun Chuan glanced at Bayin, his lips were chapped and turned white, his face had no color at all, his eyes were tightly closed, but his lips were still twitching.
"Bayin, is Bayin okay?" Yunchuan asked cautiously, but this situation did not seem to be what Mingcheng said.
"I don't know why the bleeding suddenly stopped. Doctor Gang used some stupefying drugs to make him faint first." Changsun Ying frowned and replied, his expression cold and arrogant no longer existed. It seemed that he also Bayin was quite frightened by what happened just now.
"Wasn't everything okay just now?" Yun Chuan was worried and looked at Mingcheng on the side with confusion. Mingcheng was already standing next to Shang Du Khan, with his right hand on Shang Du Khan's trembling shoulder, without looking at Yunchuan at all. .
"Shangdu Khan, what are you waiting for? Take out that life-saving pill quickly and give Bayin a few more. This is your biological son!" Changsun Ying grabbed Shangdu Khan's arm and took it. The doctor who was busy opened the door and pulled Shangdu Khan in front of him.
Yunchuan also walked up to Shangdu Khan and shouted: "Uncle Shangdu, it's important to save people now. If you have this pill, let Bayin take it quickly. Doctor, can the bleeding be stopped? The injury is serious. how's it going?"
"Perhaps the toxin has invaded too deeply and the medicine is not effective enough. Now the poisonous blood has seeped out again. If the poison cannot be removed quickly, even if the bleeding stops, I'm afraid..." The doctor said in a dilemma.
"What are you afraid of? I tell you, if you don't save my son, you will never get out alive!" Shandu Khan roared at the doctor.
"Brother Shangdu, what you said is inappropriate. You kicked this doctor out, and I brought him here specially! The doctor also made it very clear just now, the key is to detoxify! Why are you still standing there? How to cleanse the poison, tell me quickly!" King Yelu couldn't stand it anymore and pulled away Chang Sun Ying's hand from the sleeve of Shang Du Khan's sleeve.
When the doctor heard King Yelu's order, his forehead was already filled with sorrow. He wiped the sweat with his sleeve and said, "King Yelu, to cleanse the poison, we can scrape the bones first before we are driven out. But I just discovered that the bones in the wounds on Prince Bayin’s legs have turned black, I’m afraid the legs cannot be saved!”
"Is it so serious? Is there no other way?! How could Bayin be like this at such a young age?" King Yelu asked with a livid face.
The doctor shook his head, feeling extremely helpless: "If, if what Prince Changsun said is true, then Centennial Snow Lotus can try again."
"Brother Shangdu, why are you hesitating?!" Shangdu Khan of the Yelu Dynasty stretched out his hand and said anxiously.
"What are your intentions! You still want to frame me for being unkind and unjust. Have you ever seen the century-old snow lotus with pills? Not only do you not want to take responsibility for the theft of the snow lotus, but now that my son's life or death is uncertain, you still want to frame me!" Shang! Veins popped out on Du Khan's forehead, he pushed King Yelu away and roared angrily.
"It is true that we have never seen snow lotus in pills, but now human life is at stake. As I can see, no matter what kind of pill this is, it has just been able to detoxify. It doesn't hurt to try again." The doctor saw that he was in a coma. Bayin, who was still struggling from time to time, bowed his head and begged for help.
Seeing this formation, Yun Chuan was anxious. Thinking that it was more important to save Bayin, he stepped forward and said, "Uncle Shangdu, just now it was the eldest grandson Ying who was rude and made trouble. I have heard since I was a child that 'the hundred-year snow lotus meeting' "The light dries up, the water melts." How could it look like a pill? After all, this is Huang Bei's family matter, and it's not appropriate for so many of us to be present. Uncle Yelu, I think we can all go out and let Uncle Shangdu rest for a while. Jing decides as soon as possible whether to scrape the bones."
"Oh, Yunchuan, you want us to secretly use the medicine. Even if it is a hundred-year-old snow lotus, no one is here to see it with your own eyes, right? It seems to be benevolent, but it is actually more sinister. I, Huang Bei, have an open mind and will not let you have a chance. Trapped us in injustice." Mingcheng stood beside Shangdu Khan with a firm look on his face, holding his arm, looking sideways at Yunchuan and others and counterattacked.
"Mingcheng, you! That's not what I meant!" Yun Chuan said angrily, clenching his right hand into a fist and shaking unconsciously.
"Okay, Yunchuan, let's not be so enthusiastic. Let your Uncle Shangdu decide for himself!" King Yelu glanced at Shangdu Khan and Mingcheng angrily, patted Yunchuan's shoulder and consoled him.
"It's not good, Prince Bayin's wound started to ooze blood again! How to deal with it now? Scrape the bone or..." The doctor's voice began to tremble with nervousness. Seeing several dignitaries wrestling with each other's eyes, he couldn't make up his mind. .
"Uncle Shangdu!" Yunchuan still refused to give up and called softly.
Shangdu Khan took a deep breath, watched Bayin remain silent for a moment, cleared his throat, turned to look at the people next to him, glared angrily, and said in a low voice: "Scrape the bones first! His life must be saved!"
