Wei Jing was in a daze and fell into a fog.
"I must drive out the Tatars for my father and brother! Flatten the grasslands! Enhance the prestige of our Chu Empire!"
A young man's high-pitched cry suddenly sounded, firm and passionate. The fog dissipated completely, and the very familiar Golden Palace appeared before him.
Wei Jing was shocked.
I saw a young boy of about twelve or thirteen, with flying eyebrows and eyes, standing in front of a middle-aged man in a black dragon robe. The man had a kind look on his face, stroked the top of his head, and said happily to a dignified and beautiful woman beside him: "My son is really ambitious, well done!"
"Your Majesty, please don't praise him too much. Be careful that this kid becomes complacent." The queen scolded, but the smile in her eyes could not be removed.
The young boy was at an age with a strong sense of self-esteem, and he quickly said, "No, I didn't!"
"My brother is only twelve this year. He defeated Liang Sima in the military exercise yesterday. There is no need for the Queen Mother to say anything bad about him."
There was a young man standing beside the queen. He felt sorry for his younger brother and hurriedly spoke to protect him. He also laughed, "Ah Jing tricked a jade lion from your uncle as soon as he got off the stage yesterday. Why don't you take it? Don't you want it?"
The boy, who had just turned from anger to joy after receiving praise from his brother, became anxious: "Go! I'm going now!"
He set off in a hurry, with his parents and brothers laughing behind him.
…
The scene suddenly changed.
At the Pinghai Marquis Mansion, Fu Jun smiled and patted the young boy on the shoulder, handing him the reins of the jade lion: "My Fu family ancestor was also a brave general when he founded the country, but unfortunately his descendants are incompetent and gave up military service to pursue literature. I deeply regret it!"
"From now on, it's up to Your Highness!"
"Thank you, uncle!"
The uncle and nephew have always been very close. Fu Jun stroked his beard and was about to speak when suddenly another man laughed and said, "A good horse needs a good saddle. I was able to put on a good horse harness a few years ago, but I wonder if it will please Your Highness?"
The person who came was Qi Tian, one of the Nine Ministers and Fu Jun's confidant for many years. Fu Jun immediately laughed and scolded him when he saw him: "Why don't you bring it out and let me see it?"
"Hahaha, come right away, come right away!"
…
The scene changed again.
On a battlefield in the wilderness three hundred miles outside the northern border of Great Chu, the remnants of the Xiongnu army had completely collapsed and fled to the depths of the northern desert. After this battle, the Huns were no longer able to invade the south for twenty years.
The handsome young general pulled the reins, and the majestic warhorse, Jade Lion, under his crotch neighed and stopped. His face and body were splattered with blood, and he looked murderous and full of vigor.
Unfortunately, his composure was immediately shattered by a loud announcement, "Report! The imperial decree has been passed from the capital, and His Majesty has suffered a stroke and is in critical condition!"
The young general was terrified and immediately turned his horse around and galloped towards Beijing.
He traveled day and night, barely closing his eyes along the way, and finally arrived back in the capital on the evening of the sixth day. He rushed to the palace in a panic and rushed into his father's bedroom, "Father, you..."
After a dizzy spell, he fell to the ground with a thud. At the last moment, he saw a man coming out from behind the curtain and saying to the man on the dragon couch, "Your Majesty, it's done."
This person was none other than Qi Tian, who had presented the horse harness several years ago and was a close confidant of his uncle Fu Jun.
…
The tremendous pain of having his scapula pierced made him struggle to wake up from the strong drug, and he was put in heavy handcuffs and leg shackles. The brother who was as close as a brother had "committed suicide" because of "failed to usurp the throne"; the Pinghai Marquis's mansion was ransacked, all male members of the family were executed, the women and children were exiled, and the new emperor was eliminating his old friends, students, and in-laws one by one.
The entire Fu family, along with the direct lineage of the Empress, collapsed overnight, and the culprit was none other than his kind-hearted father, the Emperor, who had loved and protected him for twenty years.
…
“Aaaaaaah!”
Amid the sound of heavy rain, Wei Jing suddenly sat up in the darkness and shouted angrily: "I will tear you into pieces and turn your bones into ashes!!!"
His eyes were bloodshot, his face was distorted, his chest was heaving violently, and his hatred almost burst out of his body.
Concubine Li and her son, as well as his good father, the Emperor, have bullied him like this. He must dig up their coffins and whip their corpses, and burn them into ashes inch by inch. Only then can he vent his hatred and pay tribute to the spirits of his brother, uncle and other close relatives in heaven!
No, that's not his father!
He doesn't deserve it! He doesn't deserve it! !
“I’m going to kill you!!”
Wei Jing was shaking all over, his teeth were chattering, and for a moment he was unable to stop. It was not until the howling wind blew the rain into the hollow hole and the coldness hit him in the face that he finally broke free from the nightmare.
In the dark, narrow and shallow cave, with heavy rain pouring down, he was covered in cold sweat and gasping for breath. After a long time, he was too weak to turn sideways and fell towards the mountain wall.
There was a sharp pain in my left arm, the wound from the poisoning.
He covered his left arm and was stunned.
The wound was bandaged and a ball of something unknown was placed inside, which was moist and cool.
A pair of clear and bright almond eyes flashed before my eyes.
Wei Jing paused and lowered his eyes.
A petite and thin body was curled up beside him. Because the ground was cold and it was raining, she squeezed in unconsciously in her sleep and pressed tightly against his legs and feet.
He moved his legs and she moved closer to him.
Wei Jing's eyes were somewhat complicated.
After personally experiencing the trap set by his respected father, the tragic deaths of his brother, uncle and close relatives, and the unknown fate of his mother, he was filled with anger and resentment, and was wary of anyone who approached him.
Of course, this includes the wife whom I have never met after marriage.
However, this thin woman, whom he barely even glanced at, seemed to be sick all the way, but after she recovered, she held on to take care of him, encouraged him, and even tried her best to help him escape.
How could there be such a person?
It doesn't make sense, what is her purpose? !
But on second thought, he now has nothing worth others' remembering. If you insist that there is one, then the only one is probably this life.
She did not take his life, but saved him again and again.
Let’s not talk about key unlocking for now. When he fainted by the stream earlier, he was not completely unconscious.
At that time, the toxicity of the poison dart was more severe than he had expected, and he lost too much blood, so he fell to the ground before he could treat his wounds.
He couldn't move, but he still had some perception in his daze.
She stopped his bleeding, then quickly moved him to the stream to drain the poisonous blood, handling the situation correctly.
He immediately used his inner energy to suppress the poison, and his consciousness gradually sank until there was a tremor. He opened his eyes with difficulty in a trance and found that he was lying on something, and a slender body was trying its best to pull him forward.
It was very strenuous, because he saw in a daze that the rattan rope was deeply cut into the coarse cloth on both sides of her shoulders.
"Boom" another loud thunder sounded. Wei Jing used the bright light at that moment to see a small deep bruise on Shao Qing's neck, which was red, swollen and purple. She had smeared something on it, but unfortunately it was difficult to bandage and had almost fallen off.
Is there really someone who would entrust his true heart so easily just based on a status?
Wei Jing's thoughts were in a mess, and he suddenly thought of his father.
No, it's impossible.
But when he reached out and touched all the wounds on his body, he found that they were all bandaged very carefully, and there was a sticky fishy smell in his mouth, which was from raw egg paste.
He glanced at the man on the ground again.
…
Shao Qing felt colder and colder as she slept. She wanted to sink into her sleep, but she couldn't control herself from being woken up by the cold. A loud thunderclap woke her up completely.
She opened her eyes in a daze and wanted to look outside the cave, but she was met with a pair of dark eyes.
"ah!"
Shao Qing was so frightened that he jumped up. He sat up suddenly and came to his senses. It turned out that Wei Jing had woken up.
She was overjoyed: "You're awake! Are you seriously injured? Did you know you were poisoned?"
After a series of repeated questions, she showed her joy. Wei Jing paused and said, "You released the poisonous blood just in time. I will use my power to suppress the remaining poison later and remove it after we get out of the forest."
"Is this poison strong? Can you still move?" His voice sounded weak.
This poison was specially used to treat Wei Jing, so it was naturally very powerful. He just said calmly: "It should be fine."
"That's great!"
After Shao Qing rested, he actually felt severe pain in his bones all over, especially his shoulder where he had been dragged on the stretcher. It was burning and very uncomfortable. But at this moment she was so happy that she didn't find it too unbearable for the moment.
"Let me get you some herbs."
She had already picked up the dandelion and taraxacum and started chopping them up. As she chopped them up, she said, "These common herbs in the mountains are less effective. I'm afraid I'll have to change them more often."
Otherwise, if I leave tomorrow, I may not have time even if I want to change. Shao Qing wanted to do everything she could to make Wei Jing better.
Wei Jing glanced at her and responded with a "hmm".
In the darkness, she pounded the herbal paste, walked forward to undress Wei Jing and untie his clothes and cloth strips. Her cold fingertips touched his skin, and his muscles suddenly tensed up.
"Does it hurt? I'll be gentler."
The two of them were quite close to each other. In the dim light, she was facing away from the light, so her face could not be seen clearly, but she was extremely focused, and her long, thick eyelashes did not move.
Wei Jing slowly relaxed, letting go of his guard that had been tense because of the stranger approaching him, "It's okay."
That's good.
Shao Qing carefully applied medicine and bandaged the wound on his collarbone, then moved his legs and feet. She casually asked, "Where should we go next?"
"North."
She was about to ask why, but she heard Wei Jing say, "I have to go back to the capital first to confirm the safety of my mother."
Shao Qing was shocked.
His mother, Queen Fu, passed away!
The late emperor died on the day he captured Wei Jing. Before he died, he said that he was reluctant to leave the empress. Empress Fu then volunteered to be buried with him because she "could not leave the late emperor."
The original body was implicated and thrown into prison the day after the new emperor ascended the throne, so Shao Qing knew it.
But she looked at Wei Jing, whose lips were pale and covered with scars, and opened her mouth, but could not say anything.
In his current condition, how can he withstand such a heavy blow?
Shao Qing paused and said, "You are seriously injured and need to be cured of the remaining poison. Let's go out and get some information first."
Wei Jing said, "Let's go when the rain stops. If it doesn't stop, let's go when it's daybreak."
…
Seeing that Shao Qing had been properly bandaged, Wei Jing immediately closed his eyes and used his internal energy to suppress the remaining poison.
His words and actions revealed an unconscious urgency, which made Shao Qing's heartstrings, which had been relaxed for half the night, tense again.
The situation might be more serious than he had imagined. Yes, the one who assassinated Wei Jing must be the new emperor. In order to wipe out the roots, he would definitely leave no stone unturned.
Maybe the killers yesterday were just the first wave to arrive.
With such random thoughts, she lost all sleepiness. The ground was still cold, so she decided not to sleep and began to massage her legs and feet rhythmically.
Her muscles were tight and sore from over-exercise, so she had to try to relax them in advance to avoid holding herself back tomorrow.
The night rain was falling non-stop, Wei Jing remained silent. Shao Qing began to rub her arms again. She looked outside from time to time, praying to God and Buddha, hoping that the rain would stop soon.
Otherwise, a smaller one will do.
Perhaps God heard her prayers, for at daybreak, a mountain breeze blew by and the rain began to lighten, with only the sparse sound of rain falling on the thatched grass outside the cave.
Shao Qing was overjoyed.
She was just about to push aside the thatch to get a closer look when suddenly there was a "pop" and a fist-sized stone fell from the steep cliff above the cave entrance.
The stone fell on the narrow stone platform in front of the pit, bounced a few times, and rolled into the pit with a "gurgling" sound.
Shao Qing took a look in the dim sunlight and saw that one side of the stone was dark and covered with moss, while the other side was covered with fresh yellow mud.
It was stepped on by something.
animal?
Anyone? !
Shao Qing's eyes suddenly widened and his heart started beating wildly.
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