It's numb, it's numb, it's completely numb now!
An Jiu relied on his night vision and felt heartbroken when he saw Qi Yuan's lifeless look.
"Your Majesty, Daxuan cannot be without Your Majesty, and the sacrifices of the Prime Minister and the others cannot be in vain..."
An Jiu, a secret guard, has never done the job of admonishing, so he is not professional enough.
Therefore, he could only say those few words over and over again. After Qi Yuan's numbness subsided, An Jiu's throat started to smoke.
It wasn't that Qi Yuan didn't speak, it was because his throat was so sore that he couldn't speak.
It's not that An Jiu doesn't know how to fetch water and light a fire, it's because he's afraid that the lifeless Qi Yuan will turn around and go to hell again. This is a criminal record!
This resulted in Qi Yuan's eyes suggesting that it was useless at all.
After the numbness passed, Qi Yuan immediately raised his hand to interrupt An Jiu's repeated nagging, pointing at the water on the stone wall and then at his throat.
"It's my subordinate who neglected his duty. Please rest in peace, Your Majesty." An Jiu said and observed Qi Yuan's expression. When he saw that there was indeed no depression between his brows, he got up to get some water.
An Jiu looked back at Qi Yuan as he walked, fearing that the master he had finally fished out would be gone if he turned his head.
Qi Yuan could only ignore An Jiu's gaze, put the bundle that Uncle Wang had tied up to his chest, and then started to take out things bit by bit.
There was no way, Uncle Wang was tied up so tightly that he couldn't open it with his little strength.
When An Jiu picked leaves and filled the water at the entrance of the cave, Qi Yuan also took out the pills that the imperial doctor Zhang had stuffed in his arms and stretched his hand out in front of An Jiu.
An Jiu opened his mouth to refuse, but Qi Yuan took the leaf filled with water with one hand and stuffed the pill into his mouth with the other.
After drinking some water, Qi Yuan felt that his throat was slightly better.
But if you want to speak, it will probably take some time. After all, it takes too much time to speak.
An Jiu swallowed the pills and filled Qi Yuan with spring water several times before going to drink the water himself.
The small wounds on An Jiu's body have clotted, but the large ones are still opening and bleeding due to his activities.
An Jiu did not dare to clean the wound with spring water for fear of "contaminating" Qiyuan's water source.
The servile and humble thoughts of the secret guards are as ingrained in their souls as their loyalty.
Qi Yuan was unable to change, so he could only take out the pills again and give them medicine.
Qi Yuan took a branch and wrote down the order, and An Jiu didn't dare to refuse.
An Jiu was seriously injured, but he still gritted his teeth and picked up fallen leaves from the surroundings. He cleared a dry area for Qi Yuan, spread it with thick leaves, and lit a fire with fire sticks.
After making arrangements for Qi Yuan and seeing his master resting, An Jiucai stood vigil at the wind outlet with two swords in his hands, and then completely passed out.
Hearing the sound of An Jiu falling to the ground, Qi Yuan immediately sat up, walked to the wind outlet and helped the person in with difficulty.
An Jiu couldn't get over the idea that his master didn't care about his own life first, so it would be easier to wait until he fainted.
He took a cloth dipped in spring water and cleaned An Jiu's wound.
Turning his head and glancing at An Jiu, who was sweating and frowning, Qi Yuan sighed, looked back and added more firewood to the fire.
The fire grew stronger, dispersing the dampness and coldness of the cave.
Qi Yuan and An Jiu could only survive with Dr. Zhang's pills.
Looking at the warm firelight, Qi Yuan carefully combed through Ye Xichen's memories and searched for those seemingly reliable forces, but Qi Yuan eliminated them one by one.
Even Lin Li was not surprised.
After all, Lin Li was just a good friend of Uncle Wang. He was a hero guarding the border but not necessarily Ye Xichen's loyal minister.
After all, the world is in chaos now, and the third prince Ye Chen can still be considered legitimate if he has the imperial seal in hand. Lin Li also has to consider his family and his soldiers.
But as long as Lin Li guarded the border, the sky was high and the emperor was far away, trying his best to defend the country from foreigners and stay away from political battles.
For the sake of border stability, all the rebel kings would not touch him at this time. Instead, they would go out of their way to please Lin Li, who had a large number of soldiers. After all, no rebel king wanted to have more foreign troubles at this time.
Therefore, in order to balance Lin Li will not fall to any side unless Qi Yuan himself has enough advantages.
All things considered, Lin Li was not someone Qi Yuan could rely on at this time.
Or from the overall perspective, Qi Yuan's identity at this time is extremely embarrassing.
A prince who had been imprisoned for ten years was proclaimed a new emperor for two days without even having an imperial title. There was no edict, no jade seal, and no help at all.
Even if Lin Li had to choose, the third prince Ye Chen would have Yuxi and the late emperor's connections. How much is a favor worth in these troubled times?
However, although Lin Li is not a helper, judging from his attitude towards resisting foreigners, he will not be a resistance either.
In his eyes, external troubles are more important than internal strife.
After thinking about it for a while, Qi Yuan was really alone except for An Jiu who was unconscious and An Ten whose whereabouts were unknown.
The ministers who supported him have all died for their country. As long as the third prince Ye Chen produces the imperial edict and jade seal, his new emperor will be a joke.
What's more, maybe it's not necessarily the case that the new emperor is dead in the eyes of the rebels.
Qi Yuan touched the jade pendant around his neck.
This may be his only proof of identity.
Uncle Wang was aware of his predicament, and perhaps did not expect him to return to the country at all. After all, objectively speaking, the third prince had a greater chance of returning to the country, and subjectively speaking, the original owner was someone who had longed for him in his heart. [space]
If Qi Yuan didn't want to return to the country, he could just hide his name and become an idler. With An Jiu's martial arts, he could still be safe as long as he was cautious in this troubled world.
After ten years of imprisonment, he is now completely free and no longer has to bear the shackles of his identity.
Just feeling the warmth coming from his fingertips, Qi Yuan sighed resignedly.
If Uncle Wang really wanted the original owner to remain anonymous, he wouldn't have stuffed the prince's jade pendant over him.
Perhaps he still had the last glimmer of hope, hoping that his nephew would become stronger after experiencing life and death, and that he would have the opportunity to restore the country and reorganize the prosperous era of Daxuan.
The prince has the blood of the royal family. If he can really restore the country to a prosperous age, it will be considered as realizing his own ambition of a prosperous age.
Even if this hope is extremely slim.
Qi Yuan took the branch in his hand and plowed the fire again, letting the added firewood ignite.
The rebels of King Ye Zhongjing of Xiangyang have already captured the imperial city and are expected to proclaim themselves emperor soon. What followed was the pursuit of the third prince Ye Chen and his party who fled south.
There are 40,000 troops protecting Ye Chen, and he still has the jade seal in his hand, so he can mobilize 50,000 local troops in Huainan.
The nearly 100,000 troops were enough for Ye Chen to occupy a position in Huainan in order to restore his country.
It's just that the third prince, Ye Chen, was so proud and complacent that he wanted to confront the rebels head-on during his escape. However, he dispersed the escorting army and his brother died, while he himself ran away.
Ye Chen's life and death were unknown, Daxuan lost its orthodoxy, and the army in Huainan mutinied and chaos broke out. Ye Chen was lucky enough to survive but did not dare to show his face, so he buried the jade seal and remained anonymous.
Emperor Anjia really loved Ye Chen. What a way out, but he was completely cut into pieces by Ye Chen.
As expected of a biological father and son, a son inherits his father's legacy.
I don't know Ye Chen's situation, but Huainan's military forces have some opportunities to take advantage of him.
The King of Xiangyang proclaimed himself emperor, and Wu Chuang, the rebel army in central China, also proclaimed himself king and hegemony, as well as Wang Zuoyi, the general in the army in the Lingnan area, and Zhang Tiankuo, the guard general in the coastal area.
These people are considered to be relatively stable among the rebels against the king, and they are all ruthless figures with military power. Compared with other rebels, they seem to be somewhat weak.
King Xiangyang proclaimed himself emperor, which made the situation among the rebels agitated just like water pouring into a frying pan.
For the sake of the emperor, people all over the world are grabbing territory to annex and strengthen their own power.
Naturally, the small group of rebels who came from poor peasant families quickly disintegrated in this battle.
