Chapter 34 As for the person who came, he was originally the superfluous one. ...

In the middle of the night, I heard Zheliu's body falling and woke up with a start.

He Jiuyue's resolute back in the dream was like a sharp needle, piercing his heart.

In fact, on the day He Jiuyue left, he couldn't see anything at all, and had no idea of ​​her grace when she left.

But it was also because of this that he would think over and over again, accompanied by the unforgettable sound of horse hooves, about how cruel she was when she led the troops away that day.

But no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't hate her.

She simply abandoned him and chose her own father and younger brother to fulfill her filial duty. What was wrong with that?

As for him, he was originally the redundant one.

He is blind and difficult to coax. He Jiuyue used simple equipment when leading troops to fight and never kept useless things in the mansion. It is normal that she doesn't want him.

“Hmm!”

Cold sweat oozed from his back and forehead, soaking his whole body. His heart was pounding in his chest, as if it was about to burst out of his throat at any moment. Wen Zheliu couldn't help but cry out in pain. He frowned and relaxed, opened his eyes to see what time it was, but saw only endless darkness.

The familiar fear came over him again, and he subconsciously clutched the sheets tightly, his breathing becoming rapid.

He can't see anymore and has become a disabled person again?

My heart suddenly tightened, and my stomach felt like it was being kicked in the ass.

The dull pain was like red ink dripping into a pool of clear water, slowly spreading out into circles of ripples, or like the tangled threads of lotus root that could not be cut after being sliced, and even if one thread was broken, a large piece would still be left.

This child is making trouble for him again when he is feeling bad.

So naughty.

Wen Zheliu took a deep breath, changed from lying on his back to lying on his side, arched his slender legs, keeping them as close to his abdomen as possible, moved his palms to his lower abdomen, and closed his eyes.

His body was alternately hot and cold. He gritted his teeth and huddled in the quilt, forcing himself to sweat, before he felt a little better.

Cold sweat flowed down his cheeks and his ears were buzzing. Wen Zheliu frowned and endured it for a long time, but it was impossible to relieve it. He opened his eyelids to think, and was faced with a depressing darkness again.

Hmm, so boring.

Call Xiaobai to light the lamp. Even though you probably won’t be able to see anything with the lamp on, at least there are some white shadows, which makes you feel at ease.

"noob."

Wen Zheliu originally thought he could pretend to be calm, but as soon as the words came out of his mouth, he found that his voice was shaking.

Fortunately, Xiaobai was a carefree person and didn't hear it.

"Mr. Wen, what's the matter?" Xiaobai's honest voice came from far away.

"Light the lamp." Wen Zheliu's voice was weak.

"Okay," Xiaobai shuddered at the sight of Qingwen Zheliu's pale, thin face. "Are you feeling unwell again? Before Wu Yuanshi left, he left some medicine for me, saying I could take it if I felt unwell. I'll have someone boil some for me right away!"

The curtain hanging beside his ears finally appeared in front of him, and Wen Zheliu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It turned out that he could really see, but he thought he was blind again.

“No need to boil the medicine.”

However, what Wu Yang left for him was probably a life-saving medicine with a strong effect. Although it could save his life, it would cause great damage to his already poor health. It should not be used unless it was a critical moment.

The ringing in his ears was still there. Wen Zheliu didn't need to waste any words, just making up a random excuse for the drug's inability to be digested: "I can't drink it."

"Then, what can I do for you?" Xiaobai was afraid that the glass figure in front of him would break, and he stammered anxiously, "Forgive me for speaking frankly, but you look really bad. I can't rest assured if I don't do something for you."

"...Put some more charcoal in the brazier."

Wen Zheliu had originally closed his eyes, but when Xiaobai insisted on completing the mission, he felt at ease. He opened his eyelids again and glanced around the room: "Cold."

"Yes, sir!" Xiaobai wagged his tail excitedly, like a guard dog that had received orders from its master. He not only added firewood to the brazier, but also closed the window with a "creak" and gently tucked the quilt in for Wen Zheliu.

"Is there anything else I need to do?" he asked again.

"No, get out."

No matter how good Xiaobai is, Wen Zheliu can't change her quiet nature. When she has nothing to do, she just wants to send him away so that she can have some peace and quiet.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Xiaobai about to extinguish the candle, and Wen Zheliu opened his thin lips slightly.

"Light it up, don't put it out."

He was left alone in the room, feeling lonely but at ease.

With the warm yellow oil lamp beside him, Wen Zheliu felt at ease. He pressed his abdomen with the base of his palm, which was still somewhat warm, to suppress the overwhelming pain, and a thin layer of sweat broke out.

He immersed himself in the relatively calm sea, his head felt dizzy, and he fell asleep.

"Princess!"

He Jiuyue found a thick rope from the gang, tied it around Shan Zhi's limbs, and holding the ends of the rope with his hands, he took a few steps outside when he met Chen Jin who came to pick him up.

She kept asking, "Are you hurt?" and when she got the answer "No," she beat her chest.

"You rushed up the mountain in the rain. If something had happened, how would I have explained it to the late Princess? Thankfully, we were lucky this time. God bless us. Next time the situation is similar, perhaps we can find a safer solution. Never be so reckless again."

He Jiuyue ignored it and waited for Chen Jin to finish nagging as usual before throwing the rope to her.

"This is Shan Zhi. Detain her pending trial."

"You're the one who's killing innocent people?" Shan Zhi was foaming at the mouth, his eyes rolled up, and he looked utterly unrepentant. Chen Jin was furious. "You have such a dark heart! If you were soaked in ink, you wouldn't even be able to tell the difference!"

He Jiuyue waited calmly for her to finish speaking and patted her shoulder.

"This matter involves a wide range of issues. It's not just a problem for Shan Zhi alone. I have to go back to Beijing myself. If Shan Zhi is arrested, the Black Dragon Gang, the largest gang under her command, will be unable to continue. Other gangs that are not large in scale will also collapse. The rest depends on you."

"You're going back to the capital right now?" Chen Jin was surprised. "Aren't you going to Pingyang County first? Lord Zhong and Master He are still waiting for you."

He Jiuyue's peach blossom eyes drooped.

But this matter involved the Minister of Revenue An Rui, who was investigating Xiaoqing's strange poison in Zhongxiyue. Guan Ze also suspected that An Rui, who had planted Xiaoqing, was related to collaborating with the enemy Xiyue. Looking at these things together, the importance of this matter is self-evident.

She felt uneasy if she didn't go back to the capital in person.

Moreover, I heard that the willows are still being picked in the deep palace.

To be fair, He Jiuyue didn't think she did anything wrong in choosing her father and younger brother at that time, but every time she woke up in the middle of the night and saw Wen Zheliu kneeling beside her and crying blood, she... would feel heartbroken.

Her mind told her that she had made the right choice, but emotionally, she couldn't tell what was right and what was wrong.

This time when I return to Beijing, I can also see him.

Furthermore, Emperor Jingming was playing tricks on her by locking her father and younger brother in Pingyang County. Why couldn't she retaliate by ostensibly returning to the capital to report on her work, but in fact secretly sending Chen Jin to use the jade talisman she had given him to rescue her father and younger brother?

This plan can, on the one hand, find out who is obstructing the communication between the capital and the local areas, and on the other hand, rescue my father and younger brother who are trapped in Pingyang County, killing two birds with one stone.

"Chen Jin, go for me."

He Jiuyue had anticipated that Chen Jin would launch into a long speech upon hearing her decision, so she took the initiative.

"You followed my mother first and served me for many years. My father and younger brother also recognize your face. I can only feel at ease if I send you to bring them back. Adjutant Chen, are you sure you can complete this mission?"

Even though Chen Jin kept nagging, he was easily persuaded and would become cocky when he heard any compliments.

"Don't worry, Princess. I promise to complete the task!"

"I believe in you. You are known for your bravery and are the perfect person for this mission."

He Jiyue was waiting for Chen Jin to say this. When she agreed, he patted her shoulder solemnly, his eyes full of reluctance: "Father and little brother, please."

She was reluctant when she spoke, and after a blink, she returned to her usual expressionless face.

Before Chen Jin, who was pursuing a safe victory, discovered that something was wrong, He Jiuyue had already waved his whip and rode away on Xingyun. His figure turned around the hill in a graceful manner and disappeared without a trace.

I was confined to Changle Palace. Although there was nothing to do and no one to see, it was deserted, but at least no one disturbed me, so I felt comfortable.

After all, there was no delicious food to fill his stomach when he was awake, so he could only eat the leftovers that Xiaobai brought from the imperial kitchen. If Wenzheliu didn't eat, he would feel very hungry and have acid reflux in his mouth. After eating, his stomach felt like it was weighed down by a stone, and he felt bloated and nauseous. He simply fell asleep, using endless sleep to resist the reality that he was powerless to change.

He slowly woke up again, with the setting sun outside the window as his pillow. Wen Zheliu rubbed his swollen and painful temples, feeling vaguely strange.

He doesn't usually sleep so long.

It was already a good thing that he didn't wake up in the middle of the night and could sleep until the sky turned pale. It was unlike him to sleep for several days in a row and still feel very sleepy.

As for my waist and legs, even if I walk a lot on a daily basis, they won’t feel so sore.

Fatigue seemed to be crawling out from between the bones, leaving nowhere to hide.

Another wave of overwhelming fatigue came over him. Wen Zheliu rolled over the quilt, turned over lazily, yawned deeply, closed his eyes and lay on the couch for a while, and almost fell asleep again because of the sleepiness that came over him.

Misty, he saw the candle, which had been mostly lit just now, now burned down to the very end. He was startled awake by the sound of willow branches being broken.

When did he become so sleepy?

Could it be a sign of some incurable disease?

He turned over and got up, wanting to look through the medical books left by Wu Yang to find the right medicine to improve his health, but he suddenly felt dizzy and his eyes were plunged into darkness.

I opened my eyes again, feeling a tightness in my chest and an urge to vomit.

Wen Zheliu's Adam's apple rolled and he tried hard to swallow the acid that was rising from his mouth, just in case the sheets got dirty, which would be difficult to clean in the middle of winter.

He grabbed the spittoon beside him, coughed twice, suppressed the nausea a little, and rubbed his abdomen clockwise.

"Well!"

After finally letting out a breath, his abdomen felt a little relieved, but it only lasted for a moment. Soon, the dull pain came back. Wen Zheliu was breathing rapidly and had no strength in his hands. He could only rub his abdomen anxiously while passively rubbing it.

Fortunately, he didn't eat much and there was nothing in his stomach. He just felt nauseous for a while, but it was over.

"noob."

His throat was very hoarse, and Wen Zheliu called out to Xiaobai who was standing outside the yard, wanting him to pour him a cup of tea to soothe his throat.

But he called several times and there was no response for a long time.

It's strange. Xiaobai treats him with all his heart and never hears anything, but he pretends not to hear anything. Could something have happened?

Wen Zheliu covered his lips with a handkerchief, held onto the bed, and swallowed back a few coughs that were about to come out. He slowly got off the bed, put on his boots, and walked out with the lightest steps.

It was getting dark, he lit a candle, and was about to pick up the candlestick and walk out.

Suddenly, an evil wind blew, and the candle in the room was immediately extinguished, leaving only darkness.

At the moment when the candle was about to go out, Wen Zheliu's heart rate accelerated, his pupils widened, and he vaguely saw a nimble figure climbing through the window.

who?

Wen Zheliu subconsciously opened his mouth to call for help, but his mouth was suddenly covered by a warm hand. The hand had some thin calluses on the fingertips, which made his lips itchy. The location of the calluses was so familiar that it frightened him.

Warm breath came over, and the steady voice was as soft as honey.

"Don't be afraid, it's me."