Xiao Sheng experienced great sorrow and joy and fainted on the spot.
When he woke up again, the first thing he did was to tell the miracle doctors that no one was allowed to say anything about the blood he fed Wei Yunting.
The miracle doctors were deeply moved for a while.
But Xiao Sheng had their lifeblood in his hand, and he wouldn't let them speak, so they just kept their mouths shut.
Some miracle doctors said they could give Xiao Sheng some medicine. Although he was seriously injured, if he took good care of himself, he might be able to live a few more years.
Xiao Sheng refused them all.
For him, his life has no meaning, so what if he lives a few more years or a few less years. ?.?????.???
When the miracle doctors told him that Wei Yunting would wake up after giving him medicine for a few more days, Xiao Sheng finally went to see Jiang Tian again.
Jiang Tian was a bit thinner than he had seen before.
However, Xiao Sheng smiled bitterly in his heart, and the two people's expressions were similar.
"The emperor came to see me and allowed me to die?"
Xiao Sheng ignored Zuo Yan and said bluntly: "Wei Yunting is still alive."
Jiang Tian suddenly raised his head.
Xiao Sheng's tone was calm: "When he was still breathing, I raised him on a thousand-year ice bed. I found a large number of miracle doctors to treat his injuries. Now I finally found the antidote. It won't be long before he wakes up." Come."
Jiang Tian's tears fell rapidly, and she pulled Xiao Sheng's collar regardless: "Where is he? Take me to see him, where is he!"
Xiao Sheng said nothing and led the way quietly.
It’s the same darkroom, and it’s the same ice bed.
The last time she saw him was the dead Wei Yunting.
What she saw now was Wei Yunting who was about to wake up.
As soon as he saw Wei Yunting, Jiang Tian no longer had anyone else in his eyes.
Xiao Sheng retreated calmly.
The words of the miracle doctor were indeed accurate. Three days later, Wei Yunting woke up.
When Xiao Sheng came down from court and rushed over, he happened to see Jiang Tian holding Wei Yunting's neck and crying.
Wei Yunting woke up for the first time, his lips were still pale, but the smile in his eyes was full of endearment: "Okay, stop crying, you've cried all over your clothes, I'm awake..."
He gently stroked Jiang Tian's hair, trying to calm her emotions.
Jiang Tian didn't say anything, just cried.
Xiao Sheng looked at this scene, twitching the corner of his mouth, and took back his foot that was about to step into the dark room.
When people reunited after a disaster, what did it matter if he stood there?
And indoors.
Wei Yunting's eyes caught a glimpse of Xiao Sheng's robe, but he didn't say anything after he left.
He hugged Jiang Tian and showed a satisfied smile.
I thought I was going to die this time, but I didn't expect there would be a turnaround.
If he really died, who would protect his heart and soul?
The man in his arms was very thin, and he must have suffered a lot during these days.
The miracle doctor checked Wei Yunting's pulse. Since he had woken up, he would be fine after a period of rest.
Once the poison is cured, his martial arts will recover, and before long, he will still be the general that everyone respects.
Even after leaving the darkroom, Jiang Tian was still inseparable from Wei Yunting. Wherever he went, she would follow him.
Wei Yunting didn't say anything or asked what happened, just letting Jiang Tian want to cling to him.
It took seven or eight days before Jiang Tian regained his sense of reality and no longer sighed at Wei Yunting's breath as soon as he opened his eyes.
Wei Yunting was both in love with her and ashamed of her. He originally disliked taking medicine the most, but now he was the most enthusiastic about taking medicine.
He wanted to recover as soon as possible. Jiang Tian couldn't continue to live in the capital with his frightened posture.
He had to take her away.
Xiao Sheng never showed up and only found a house for the two of them to live in.
But both of them knew very well that some things must be discussed in person.
That night.
Wei Yunting patiently put Jiang Tian to sleep, carefully tucked her in, and gently closed the door. Then he said to the attendant next to him: "Tell the emperor that I want to see him."
Xiao Sheng has been waiting for news about Wei Yunting, and now that he has arrived, his face is calm.
Just as he was about to speak, he coughed for a while. His health condition would always be reflected in the smallest details.
"Bring him to see me."
Royal study room.
Wei Yunting and Xiao Sheng, who had just recovered from a serious illness, met each other for the first time in many days.
At that time, one person was the prince and the other was the prince.
Nowadays, one person is the emperor, and one's identity is indescribable.
Wei Yunting looked at Xiao Sheng for a while: "It seems that the emperor is not in good health, and his face is even more pale than this patient like me."
Xiao Sheng ignored his words. He coughed again and then said: "I have been infected with cold recently, so you should stay away from me."
"No need, I came to you to tell you that I want to take Jiang Tian away as soon as possible."
Xiao Sheng was stunned for a moment and then asked him: "I have asked the guards to tell you those things. It was my biological father who harmed you and left your life hanging by a thread. Don't you intend to take revenge?"
Wei Yunting asked him: "What revenge? Life and death are destiny. I chose to be loyal to the old emperor at that time, and I deserved to be stabbed in the back by him. Now that the world is at peace, why should I start a war and plunge the people into trouble again? Among them?"
