"Quick, help him up."
Mo Ningyi hurriedly wanted to get up, but was pushed down by Ran Chen beside him: "The injury you suffered is not as light as his, I will do it."
Ranchen stood up suddenly, helped Ye Xinghe who was twitching on the bed, sat on the edge of the bed, and leaned his body against hers.
"Hold him down and don't let him move."
Jiuxia wanted to try to get close to Ye Xinghe, but found that even though he was seriously injured, his strength was still much greater than that of a weak woman like her, making it impossible for her to get close.
Mo Ningyi also hurriedly stepped forward, and the two of them managed to hold down Ye Xinghe, who was constantly moving. Jiu Xia pinched his chin with her hand and was about to pour the decoction into his mouth.
Although half of the soup flowed out from his lips, Jiu Xia finally poured some of the medicine in. After only two finger snaps, Ye Xinghe slowly calmed down.
Gu Jianghe, who had been worried all the time, finally felt relieved.
"Will he be safe after taking the medicine?" Ranchen's face was a little pale. Since returning from southern Xinjiang, his body has actually been very weak. After the past two years of recuperation, although he has gotten better, but after last night The melee, coupled with the talent, was already a bit exhausted.
"He is too seriously injured. Without medicine, he won't be able to survive for long." Gu Jianghe shook his head in a low voice. "Jiangxiang Pill is not a panacea. It can only stop his bleeding temporarily. If it is delayed for too long, even if If he could save his life, he would probably become half a cripple."
The hand holding Ye Xinghe was pale and trembling.
At this time, the curtain on the boat was lifted up.
Mo Ningyi reflexively picked up the weapon next to him, but was stopped by the person who came: "It's me."
Beyond the curtain, there was only endless darkness.
Wen Jirou had already changed out of her blood-stained clothes and returned to her original old man's attire. As soon as she entered the small cabin, everyone's eyes turned to him.
Seeing the expectant looks in the two girls' eyes, he could only shake his head apologetically.
Last night, when everyone fled out of the city following the secret passage in the backyard, they happened to encounter General Xuanwei who entered the city with great momentum. Yunzhong City has had an agreement with the imperial court since its establishment. Officials do not care about the place and the army does not enter. But before tonight, a large number of men in black attacked Yunzhong City first, and the army immediately entered the city to kill them. The meaning of this is self-evident. .
Looking at the Xuanwei army who almost turned the night sky outside Yunzhong City into daylight with torches, Ranchen, who had just come out of the secret passage, smiled helplessly: "After all, I was naive. I thought that the river channel and the salt merchants' business would be destroyed." Returning them all to the imperial court can at least ensure the stability of the people in Yunzhong City. Now it seems that as long as Yunzhong City is still in this world, the Holy Emperor will not be stable."
Just as Wen Jirou was about to say something, a commotion came from the direction of the distant torch.
"Who is there?"
Someone shouted sharply, followed by countless swishing arrows.
Several points of fire were flying towards their direction.
"Go quickly."
Nan Liyu flew in front, waving the sword in his hand to block countless flying arrows.
Wen Jirou shouted to her companions who were following behind her: "Go separately and be careful."
Unable to wait for the other party's answer, he grabbed Gu Jianghe and Jiu Xia, who had just regained their breath, and flew in another direction. And Nan Liyu didn't want to fight. In the gap between the arrows, he grabbed Ranchen and followed closely.
Fortunately, Xuanwei Army's target tonight seemed to be Yunzhong City, and they did not kill all the people who seemed to exist in the dark night.
In the light, a maroon horse snorted and breathed white. Immediately sitting on it was a middle-aged man wearing armor, his eyes filled with firelight.
"Tell them to come back. The target tonight is Yunzhong City."
"Yes, General."
The subordinates took the order and hurried towards the direction of the small army, calling out to the soldiers who were about to pursue them. Because of this, Ranchen and the others had a chance to breathe.
And that night, the two newlyweds completely lost contact with Ranchen and the others.
But the only good thing was that after running for a few miles, they met the seriously injured Ye Xinghe and Mo Ningyi. If they struggled to return to Yunzhong City in such a body, they would probably die.
"I think they fled in a different direction than us." Wen Jirou took off the bamboo hat on her head and said apologetically, "But I think the targets this time are you and me, so nothing will happen to them."
Wen Jirou glanced at Ranchen.
"As long as Qingyang is fine." Gu Jianghe finally felt relieved and sighed softly.
"Is he okay?"
Looking at the patient who was still leaning on Ranchen, the medicine he just took seemed to really make him feel a lot more comfortable, and he was already somewhat asleep at this time.
Gu Jianghe nodded: "At least he is fine tonight." At this time, she had removed all the golden needles from Ye Xinghe's body. The wound on his ribs was still shallow, and the broken sword was stuck between his bones, but it was on his chest. The wound was unfathomable, but fortunately it narrowly avoided the heart. If it had been just a little above the wound, he might have died on the spot last night. "But he must find a place to heal. If he ran away, he would definitely die."
Ranchen gently put down Ye Xinghe who was leaning on him, stood up, and looked at Wen Jirou: "How is the city now?"
"Hearing that someone was bloodbathing Yunzhong City, General Xuanwei led his army into the city to kill the murderers. The Lord of Yunzhong City escaped overnight. In order to protect the safety of the people in the city, Xuanwei's army announced that it would take over Yunzhong City and announced that it would be under the rule of the imperial court. Because the imperial court I will never abandon any people."
A few simple words, but they are like countless mocking words.
Mourning easily cursed: "Fucking nonsense."
"Ning Yi," Ranchen whispered, "calm down."
"Why calm down, sir? How much have we paid for Yunzhong City, and now we can let them slander us like this?"
"If you want to incriminate someone, why bother?"
Wen Jirou said helplessly: "If you don't take action against the people of Yunzhong City, it seems that the Holy One plans to use the hearts of the people to force you out of their hearts and down to the altar."
"Those people are still looking for us, we have to think of something."
Ranchen was silent for a while. He looked back at Ye Xinghe who was lying on the bed, and forgot to glance at Gu Jianghe who was checking the sword wound on his chest. His tone was a bit complicated and indistinguishable: "If we separate, maybe Xinghe will still be there." A glimmer of hope.”
"Master, what do you want to do?" After hearing Ranchen's words, Mo Ningyi felt something was wrong, "Don't mess around, you don't have any martial arts skills now."
Wen Jirou calmly observed: "He is right, their main target is the two of us. Ye Xinghe's current situation cannot move at will. Only if we divert the pursuers can Miss Gu be able to concentrate on treating him."
Mo Ningyi was speechless for a moment. He knew that Wen Jirou's words were right. He couldn't let Ranchen take risks, but he had no better way.
The woman who had been treating the patient beside the bed felt dizzy when she stood up, and a hand on the side held her in time.
Several people on the side frowned and discussed what to do next. No one noticed her abnormality, but Jiu Xia, who was supporting her, whispered: "Your hands are so cold."
Gu Jianghe reached out and quietly made a hissing gesture to her.
Everything happened so suddenly yesterday. After running around all night and saving Ye Xinghe, she spent too much mental energy. She was obviously overdrawn in the past two days.
