Chapter 205 Fateful Tribulation
Seeing that she was upset, Pei Yanzhi explained, "Don't worry. I had already written a letter to the Grand Preceptor before I arrived. If something really happens to me, even if Qin Yi holds the Tiger Tally, it will be nothing more than a decoration to him."
He had already made meticulous arrangements so that if he died, Pei Xingjian would inherit the throne.
He vowed to Xingjian never to cause trouble for Qinghe in his lifetime, and to arrange for Qinghe to go to his fiefdom as soon as possible, and never to return to Luoyang in his lifetime.
He seemed to have gained everything in his life, but in reality, he was empty-handed.
For the rest of his days, all he wanted was to stay by her side, nothing more.
Pulling himself out of his thoughts, Pei Yanzhi silently watched her retreating figure: "I have a crown prince and tens of thousands of subjects. He is nothing but a traitorous rebellion, and someone will deal with him."
Ji Shu's thick eyelashes trembled, and she looked up at him.
"Are you really willing to risk your life?"
Pei Yanzhi said with a sorrowful expression, "To me, nothing in this world is more important than you, not even this country. Now all I want is for you to be able to grow up properly... to be able to accompany Qinghe properly."
Upon hearing this, Ji Shu could no longer suppress the tears welling up in her eyes, and she bit her lip as she stared at the fire in front of her.
Pei Yanzhi, unaware of her emotions, sighed deeply and said, "If I really die here, Qinghe will be entrusted to you. I have already chosen my fiefdom. Youzhou is vast and Kangzhou is prosperous. You can take your time to choose. After you have chosen, take Qinghe to your fiefdom."
"Shu'er, if I really die here, can you forgive me?"
"Can you forgive me for the hurt I caused you?"
Ji Shu recalled the entanglement between the two of them back then, and felt a bittersweet feeling in her heart. She didn't know how to answer this question.
After a moment of silence, he said in a low voice, "What's the use of saying all this now? We don't even know if we can get out of here."
Does her statement mean that if she can get out of this predicament, she can forgive him?
Pei Yanzhi clenched his teeth, a surge of joy welling up inside him. He forced a smile and said, his pale lips barely moving. "No, Wu Yang and the others will definitely find us by tomorrow morning at the latest."
Since he chose to go up the mountain, he couldn't possibly do nothing.
Ji Shu added the firewood she had gathered to the fire. The night outside the cave was deep, and with his injuries so severe, she didn't know if they would be able to find him.
"I know I was wrong before. As long as you're willing, we have plenty of time ahead of us. You can slowly see how I can correct my mistakes, okay?"
He then looked into her eyes and said cautiously, "Qinghe also needs her mother by her side at all times, doesn't she?"
Ji Shu was taken aback by his words, then frowned and said angrily, "When did I ever say that I wanted a future with you?"
Pei Yanzhi coaxed softly, "Alright, alright, I misunderstood. We'll talk about everything once we get out of here."
If he hadn't actually been injured at that moment, and the arrow wound had almost killed him, she would have suspected that his arrival was a ruse.
Seeing her looking at him with a hesitant gaze, Pei Yanzhi suddenly covered his wound, took a breath, and said, "Come and take a look, has the wound reopened? It hurts even more than before."
Seeing this, Ji Shu also became nervous. This cave was damp and covered with moss, definitely not a good place to recuperate.
She got up and examined him closely, and sure enough, there was some blood seeping out.
He then said, "I just saw some plantain in the ditch. Wait here, I'll go pick some."
Pei Yanzhi grabbed her arm and shook his head, refusing to let her go. This place was in a remote location, and there was no guarantee that wild wolves and boars wouldn't appear.
He moved his lips and said, "Don't go, I can resist."
Seeing his appearance, Ji Shu knew that he would most likely develop a fever tonight. If the inflammation was not treated in time, the wound would fester and become even more difficult to treat.
Thinking of this, she became even more anxious. "I'll be fine. It's only a mile from that ditch. I'll be right back."
After saying that, she ignored his attempts to stop her and ran out of the cave.
Pei Yanzhi watched her back with worry and anxiety, struggling to get up.
As soon as I stood up, I felt a heart-wrenching pain in my chest, so I had to stay where I was to avoid upsetting her.
I've had this kind of injury before, and there have been times when marching and fighting were much tougher, but I've always been able to endure it.
But the thought of her suffering alongside him makes him feel terrible.
Ji Shu rushed back quickly, and soon returned with the herbs. When she saw that Pei Yanzhi's forehead was covered in cold sweat, her heart sank.
I guessed what this person did after she left.
He rushed forward to check his wound, his voice strained as he said, "Are you out of your mind? Do you even know how badly you're injured? If that arrow had gone a few centimeters deeper, I wouldn't have been able to save you even if I wanted to!"
Pei Yanzhi took a deep breath and said, "I'm fine. I was just worried when I saw you go out alone."
A pang of sadness welled up in her heart. She turned around, pulled his clothes off slightly, and chewed the herbs in her mouth.
Pei Yanzhi heard the soft sound of her dress tearing, and then felt a cool sensation on her backâshe had applied the herbal medicine to it.
The medicine irritated his wound, but Pei Yanzhi endured the pain without uttering a sound.
After applying the medicine, noticing the pain flashing between his brows, she said, "This is the only way to bandage this area."
She glanced at Pei Yanzhi and saw that his eyes, which had just been open, were now closed. Ji Shu felt flustered and uneasy.
She moved closer to him, gently checked his breathing with her finger, and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that his breathing was even.
That night, she dared not fall asleep, checking the temperature of his forehead and the breath between his nostrils from time to time.
Even so, in the latter half of the night, as Ji Shu leaned against the stone wall and was dozing off, she suddenly woke up and hurriedly looked at Pei Yanzhi.
Sure enough, he began to mumble in his sleep, his cheeks flushing an unnatural red. She quickly went over and touched his forehead, which was burning hot.
Even though she had seen countless scenes like this before, she still felt panicked in this terrible environment.
Whether one can survive such a wound and such an environment is truly an unknown.
Ji Shu quickly got up, walked to the small water vat filled with water, wrung out a handkerchief, and carefully wiped his chest and forehead.
But the fever, which had just subsided, soon returned, even more intense than before. The person was already experiencing slight convulsions, and dawn was approaching.
Wu Yang and the others had not yet found them, and despair gradually crept into their hearts.
Is today his doom?
She sat down next to Pei Yanzhi and saw that even in his deep sleep, his brows were still furrowed.
He secretly resented: Why did I have to come and save her? Is my life really more important than hers?
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