Thinking of this, Chen Ying was really a little panicked. He pushed Duan Xu's arm and said, "Third brother, did you quarrel with Xiaoxiao sister? Are you...are you going to break up?"
These words seemed to sting Duan Xu.
Duan Xu slowly raised his head from his arms, his eyes were red, his bright eyes were slightly moist, and he lowered his eyes as if in a trance.
Shen Ying had never seen Duan Xu cry.
He felt like his heart was about to break, and he randomly gave advice: "... If I had known earlier, I would have told Xiaoxiao about your illness. If she knew you were sick, she would definitely not leave you."
Duan Xu finally raised his eyes and looked at Chen Ying. He tilted his head, smiled, and said while holding the wine pot: "No, this is not good."
Few people know that Duan Xu is sick.
The first time he got sick was a year and a half ago, after he and He Simu exchanged five senses for the sixth time. That time, He Simu exchanged her sense of taste. In order to let her fully perceive the delicious food, he took the initiative to exchange her sense of smell as well, and then invited famous chefs from the four major cuisines to cook for her, and drank all the fine wines in the world with her.
After the exchange, He Simu quickly returned to the ghost world. Just a few days after He Simu left, Duan Xu suddenly felt suffocated while sorting out military tactics. Something as disgusting as if it was rising up his throat, and he vomited it all out before he could restrain himself. He saw the bright red blood staining all the papers on the table, slowly spreading.
He stared at the pool of blood for a moment, not understanding what was happening.
Chen Ying happened to come in and saw this scene. He was so frightened that he almost cried on the spot. Duan Xu privately called a doctor to come and check his pulse. The old doctor, who was over 70 years old, was also very surprised when he checked his pulse. He stopped stroking his beard and his face was heavy. The doctor said that his pulse was strange and disorderly. The symptoms showed that his internal organs were bleeding suddenly, but he could not find the cause.
The old gentleman asked in surprise, "Didn't the general feel any pain in his abdomen before he vomited blood?"
Duan Xu shook his head, and the old man continued to frown. But when Duan Xu shook his head, he suddenly realized the reason - perhaps his internal organs had lost their feeling, so he could not feel the pain.
His physical decline was much more serious than he had imagined.
After the two times he exchanged his five senses with Simu, he would fall ill and vomit blood within five days after the exchange, and the amount of blood he vomited became more and more. Fortunately, Simu was also very busy and was not by his side at that time. The old doctor came to feel his pulse but could not prescribe any medicine, and his brows were furrowed all day long.
Duan Xu actually knew the cause of the disease, so he asked the doctor: What will happen if I don’t treat this disease
The doctor said - your body will gradually weaken and you may not live to a ripe old age.
Duan Xu thought about it and said it was okay, that was enough. Since then, he has never seen this doctor again, and no longer cared about this disease. He just faced the worried Shen Ying and told him not to tell He Simu about this.
Chen Ying couldn't understand why Duan Xu did this, but the experience he had accumulated over the years made him feel that He Simu and Duan Xu were both very smart people, and he should listen to their advice. So in addition to taking good care of Duan Xu and preventing him from taking risks again, he never mentioned this to He Simu.
At this moment, Chen Ying finally couldn't bear it anymore. He grabbed Duan Xu's arm and shook it, saying, "Third brother, why don't you treat your illness? Why don't you tell Little Sister? As long as you don't exchange your five senses with Little Sister again, you won't get sick anymore, right?"
Duan Xu might be a little drunk. He was a person who was usually hard to shake, but he was shaken by Chen Ying. He was still smiling, with a thin layer of light in his eyes.
"I knew about these injuries early on. I am her curse-maker, and this is the meaning of my existence beside her." He held Chen Ying's hand and whispered, "Originally, there was very little I could do for her. If I can't even do this, what else can I do?"
Maybe he would be like all her lovers, blurred and faded in her memory, but he was unique, and she had a living world by his side. He hoped that she would be happy, and also hoped that she would remember him because of this happiness.
His hands were a little cold, so he patted Chen Ying's warm hands, trying to comfort her. Perhaps because Chen Ying's expression was too sad and heavy, Duan Xu felt relieved and spoke with a smile.
"Besides, I've experienced the world she lives in on a daily basis. It's too cold and lonely. I don't want her to be like that. If she wants five, I can give her ten."
Duan Xu's words left Chen Ying speechless. He stared at Duan Xu for a long while, and said angrily, "But now?... Now? There's not even five left! Little Sister doesn't even want it anymore!"
Duan Xu's smile faded, and he said, "Yeah, she doesn't want it anymore."
Then, as if feeling uncomfortable, he raised his hand and pressed his temples, and said softly, "I seem to be really drunk, and my head hurts a bit. Chen Ying, I'm going to sleep, you should go back and rest too."
Chen Ying finally left Duan Xu's room with a sober smell of alcohol. After closing the door, he stood in the courtyard for a long time. Duan Xu's shadow fell on the window in the flickering candlelight. Duan Xu had lost weight again during this period, and the outline of his bones even looked a little sharp. He kept supporting his forehead and sitting on the chair without taking a rest.
I don’t know how long it took, but Duan Xu suddenly blew out the candle, and the shadow merged into the blurry darkness.
At that moment, Shen Ying didn't know why, but he felt extremely sad.
After that night, Duan Xu returned to his usual relaxed self. His wounds had not yet healed, so he went to the front line in Youzhou, just in time to catch the end of He Jia Fengyi's exorcism. He arrived at the military camp, reorganized himself a little, and then went to find He Jia Fengyi.
Sorcerers often need to find a high place facing north and south to cast spells. He Jia Fengyi chose Xingyun Mountain in the central part of Youzhou. When Duan Xu climbed to the top of the mountain, he saw the tall and thin man standing on the top of the mountain. The shoulder-high carved wooden staff was moving quickly in his hand, drawing a full arc, and the bell rang regularly. When the sound reached the highest point, a strong wind spread from He Jia Fengyi's body.
He Jia Fengyi's sleeves fluttered in the strong wind, as if he was a clothes rack made of dead branches. However, as the core of the formation, his power spread out unstoppably, connecting the formation and the cultivators at the foot of the mountain, stretching out in a mighty manner and covering the entire battlefield.
The sword at Duan Xu's waist seemed to be inspired and made a slight clanging sound. If he could still see ghosts, he would probably see a very magnificent scene.
But after finishing this set of postures, Hejia Fengyi seemed to lose his strength and leaned down, and was held steady by Ziji skillfully. Red spots began to appear on Hejia Fengyi's body, and he muttered that this ghost energy was really too dirty, and Nandu was better. Why did the old ancestor choose this time to make such a big move, causing him to run around and hurt his body
Hejia Fengyi can talk to himself and chatter non-stop, he is indeed a talented person who cannot bear loneliness. Duan Xu walked to Fengyi's side, he was wearing light armor and a jade hairpin to tie his hair, he smiled brightly and said, "Thank you for your help, sir."
"It's my duty. No need to thank me." He Jia Fengyi waved his hands. It would indeed make people feel uncomfortable to hear such serious words from him.
Duan Xu smiled lightly.
He didn't care about Yan Ke's provocation, but He Jia Feng Yi did cause him a little jealousy. Initially, it was because Feng Yi and He Simu had a close relationship. Later, after he understood the blood relationship between He Simu and Feng Yi, the occasional jealousy was because Feng Yi and He Simu were from the same world.
For example, spells, barriers, magical powers, and exorcism are Hejia Fengyi's specialties, but he is different. He and Simu are actually living in two different worlds that do not interfere with each other.
If we were people from the same world, we wouldn't lose contact so easily.
Duan Xu looked at He Jia Feng Yi and said, "Master Imperial Master, can you help me convey a message to Simu, saying that I have doubts in my heart and hope to see her again."
He Jiafengyi had a sad face. His face was not ruddy to begin with, and it looked even bleaker with a sad face. He sighed, and he approached Duan Xu and whispered, "The ban is two-way. Not only can we not mention the old ancestor in front of you, but the old ancestor also doesn't allow us to mention you in front of her. I can shamelessly say this to you once, but she probably won't agree."
Duan Xu's eyes darkened.
"Our old ancestor was a very decisive person. In fact, she had always been very indulgent towards you. Perhaps after the war is over, you can go to Yuzhou City to find her in person."
"The war is over..." Duan Xu repeated, he laughed softly and sighed deeply: "If you want to see her, you can go find her anytime. If she wants to see me, she can show up anytime, but I can't do that. This is so unfair."
He Jia Feng Yi coughed twice and said, "You should have known it at the beginning."
Duan Xu was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "I know."
When he and Hejia Fengyi were going down the mountain together, he vomited blood again. It seemed that this serious injury triggered his strange disease. Even without exchanging the five senses, he began to vomit blood without any signs and felt no pain. As for not feeling pain, he didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.
Sometimes he feels that he can't hold on to this body
Chen Ying wiped the blood off Duan Xu's lips with a handkerchief. Duan Xu looked up and saw He Jia Feng Yi. He Jia Feng Yi showed a look of pity, pointed at himself and then at him, and said, "Look, there are two sick people here. Duan Shuai, your injury is not healed yet? Don't force yourself. Do you really want to be like me?"
Kan Fengyi thought it was caused by the arrow wound he suffered.
Duan Xu laughed and said with a smile: "Your Excellency is right."
Although he promised Hejia Fengyi that he would not force himself, Duan Xu was obviously a person who actively admitted his mistakes and never repented, and he was always very good at forcing himself, so he immediately actively participated in the battle on the front line. Hejia Fengyi completed this large-scale activity of exorcising ghosts and expelling evil spirits and retired, leaving some monks from Xingqing Palace to continue to monitor the situation here. The Danzhi soldiers who were once brave and brave enough to fight to the death finally returned to normal, and because of the backlash of the ghost energy, their combat effectiveness decreased. They were defeated by the Daliang soldiers in one go, and the two cities they had recaptured were returned to Daliang.
In addition, Daliang continued to capture two important cities.
Duan Xu commanded most of the battles in the camp, but he also fought in two battles in person. His reputation spread throughout Danzhi, and the Danzhi army was a little scared when they saw him, so the effect was very good. Shen Ying followed him with fear, killing the enemy while being prepared to carry his third brother back if he suddenly died.
Even though his third brother could still be full of energy and vitality even after vomiting blood, and might even be able to knock him to the ground, he was still very worried. At such a young age, he felt that he was getting wrinkles from worrying.
Misfortunes never come singly. At a critical moment in the Youzhou battlefield, Luo Xian suddenly sent them a letter. Chen Ying opened the note and his face changed. He said to Duan Xu, "Third brother, the emperor fainted again and has not attended court for half a month. At present... his life or death is uncertain. His Royal Highness Prince Su has mobilized the imperial guards to seal off the palace. His Royal Highness Prince Ji, in the name of worrying about the emperor's safety, led the troops of Daizhou, Shunzhou, and Yizhou to surround Nandu. Nandu... is in chaos."