Pei Zheng's hands suddenly became extremely stiff, and an unknown panic surged in his heart.
Qi Changyi suddenly pushed Pei Zheng away, and started coughing violently due to the excessive force, with a fishy-sweet taste spreading in his throat.
His figure was so resolute that Pei Zheng did not dare to act rashly, for fear that it would irritate him further.
"Don't come over, don't touch me," Qi Changyi murmured, "I'm in pain. If you touch me, it will hurt so much."
Although I couldn't tell exactly where the pain was coming from, it might be that the previous trauma was too severe and too deep, causing the body to react instinctively.
"Okay, I won't go."
Pei Zheng's eyes were slightly red from the wind, and he had to clench his fingers tightly under his sleeves to suppress his desire to move closer.
He can ignore anyone's opposition and not care about anyone's opinion, but the little person in front of him is the one he wants to hold in his heart, so he doesn't want the little person to suffer any grievances or pain.
But how could he forget that all those grievances and pains were caused by himself
"The ground is cold, can you stand up on your own?"
Qi Changyi supported himself on the ground, his arms shaking slightly and he looked very exhausted.
A figure nearby rushed over and helped the little man on the ground up.
Zhao Litang had just returned from the training ground, and before he could return to the tent, he saw the commotion here from afar.
Seeing the little guy fall to the ground and Pei Zheng was slow to take care of him, Zhao Litang felt a surge of anger in his chest.
Pei Zheng saw who was coming and his outstretched hand slowly, slowly fell down.
"Your Highness, how are you? Are you okay? Are you hurt?"
Zhao Litang looked the little guy up and down, trying to see if he had fallen anywhere.
Qi Changyi looked at his face, which gradually overlapped with the one in his memory. He remembered everything about Zhao Litang, including the days when Zhao Litang rescued him from the imperial capital and placed him in this military camp.
As for why Zhao Litang rescued him from the Imperial Capital, it was because of the person in front of him.
Not Coco
Qi Changyi called out softly, his voice was almost inaudible, but Zhao Litang heard it clearly.
Pei Zheng, who was standing nearby, also heard it.
Zhao Litang paused, "Chang, Chang Yi, what did you call me just now?"
"Brother Tangtang"
Qi Changyi called out again, his eyes filled with tears.
Zhao Litang has always been very good to him, always considering things from his perspective and never forcing him to do anything. He cares for him more than his own brother.
Zhao Litang hadn't heard this name for a long time, and he was a little slow to react.
The little person who always called him so sweetly and softly is finally back.
But after Qi Changyi called him twice, he could no longer hold on and fainted. His whole body became hot and blood began to flow from the corners of his mouth.
Zhao Litang quickly picked him up and carried him sideways, walking quickly towards the tent not far away.
When passing by Pei Zheng, Zhao Litang looked up at him, then left without looking back.
Pei Zheng stood where he was, not daring to look back. He just lowered his head to look at his empty palms.
The icy cold wind passed through his fingers, so elusive and vague, as if something had drifted away with the wind and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't catch it.
Qi Changyi was sent back to the tent, and Shen Huan and others arrived soon.
There were many soldiers guarding outside the tent, and the lights were on inside. Everyone was anxious, but there was nothing they could do.
"Master Shen, how is it?"
Zhao Litang asked Shen Huan.
Shen Huan bandaged the bloodstain on the little guy's arm, and then said with tears in his eyes, "It's very bad. If we don't change it,
Blood, I’m afraid, I won’t survive tonight.”
After hearing this, Yue Nu, who was standing by, became so weak in the legs that she could not stand and fell to the ground, covering her mouth and crying silently.
Zhao Litang couldn't believe it. "Master Shen, is there no other way to hold on a little longer? The people from the Imperial Capital should be here soon. We just need to hold on a little longer. Don't give up. We can't give up! If we give up at this juncture, what about Chang Yi? He is just asleep now. He must be waiting for us to save him!"
Shen Huan couldn't stop crying, "No, no, there is no other way! I have no other way! I have used all the methods I could! I can't hold on any longer, you know?"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone else present lowered their heads, and Wu Quan also turned his head and wiped his eyes.
Shen Huan continued to mutter, "His life was saved in the first place. Who knows how much effort I put in over the years to make him the lively and cute one he is now. Who knows when I first rescued him, he was not much better than he is now, hanging on by a thread every day. Who knows..."
He is not only my disciple, we have an inseparable blood relationship, and I am the one who wants to save him the most. But I really tried my best.
"
Zhao Litang didn't say anything else. The corners of his eyes turned red. He walked to the little guy's bed with some trembling. Seeing him lying there quietly, he felt a pang of heartache.
He looked around the tent, but did not see the person who should be here.
Outside the tent, it was already completely dark.
A dark figure stood in the bleak cold wind, quietly looking at the tent emitting bright yellow light, motionless, for a long time.
Cheng Feng came over and asked in a low voice, "Master, why don't you go in? I just heard that His Highness, His Highness, I'm afraid he will..."
"Won't."
Pei Zheng's voice was so cold that it seemed to blend into the cold night.
"But, this is what Master Shen said personally. Master Shen is the best doctor in the world. If she can't help him, what should we do?"
Pei Zheng slowly withdrew his gaze.
Now everyone in the tent was saying goodbye to the little guy, but Pei Zheng didn't want to, so he would rather not enter the tent.
"He'll be fine. I won't let him be."
Chengfeng looked like he was about to say something else, but was suddenly interrupted by a voice in the distance.
It was the sound of a carriage, which sounded very pleasant in the silent night.
Cheng Feng's eyes widened slightly, "Master! It's a carriage from the Imperial City!"
The carriage stopped directly in front of the tent. The coachman was the secret guard that Pei Zheng had sent earlier to pick them up. The secret guard drove the carriage through a shortcut, allowing Qi Yiru and Jiang Yubai to arrive at the border military camp ahead of time. Otherwise, it was unknown how long they would have been delayed on the road.
"Master, the people have been brought back safely."
After the secret guard reported back, he retreated on his own accord.
Jiang Yubai got off the carriage first, then bent over and started vomiting violently.
After he stood up, he saw Chengfeng rushing over and complained, "Do the secret guards in your Prime Minister's Mansion drive carriages by flying?"
Chengfeng smoothed his back and saw Qi Yirou also getting off the carriage, so he went over and supported Qi Yirou.
"Greetings, Third Princess. His Highness and Master Shen are waiting for you inside. The situation is urgent. I hope Princess can come as soon as possible!"
Qi Yirou heard the urgency of the situation and quickly followed Chengfeng towards the tent.
When passing by the door of the tent, Qi Yirou saw Pei Zheng standing outside. She nodded to Pei Zheng and then entered the tent.
After the curtain opened, someone inside saw Qi Yiro and screamed, but the sound was blocked by the heavy curtain.
"Why don't you follow me in and take a look?"
Jiang Yubai walked up to Pei Zheng and stood beside him and asked.
Pei Zheng didn't answer, but just raised his eyelids and glanced at him.
"Did you finish vomiting?"
Jiang Yubai snorted coldly, "If it weren't for the fact that you were trying to save His Highness, I would definitely put the blame on you. How dare you ask me?"
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Pei Zheng curled the corners of his lips silently.
After seeing Qi Yirou arrived at the critical moment, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and his expression suddenly relaxed. Only then did he realize how tense he was and how panicked he was.
Jiang Yubai touched Pei Zheng's shoulder.
"Master Pei, it's already this late. Why are you still so reserved? If you're worried about him, just go in and guard him. If you're afraid, just speak up. Now you're standing outside looking so scared. I think you don't dare to go in because you don't have the courage to face it."
Pei Zheng paused, "No."
Jiang Yubai quickly placed his fingers on his wrist, then smiled and said, "No? Why are your hands shaking? Your pulse is beating so fast, your heart must be beating even faster."
Pei Zheng also shook his own hands and found that they were indeed shaking, and they were shaking very violently. It seemed that he was really scared.
Well, having tasted the pain of loss once, he would never want to taste it again.
Inside the tent, when Shen Huan saw Qi Yirou, his eyes widened instantly, and then he wiped away a tear, and walked forward to grab her as if he had seen a life-saving straw.
"Third, Third Princess, is that you, Third Princess? Am I hallucinating?"
Wu Quan also blinked hard, "Master Shen, I seem to be hallucinating too."
Cheng Feng said, "It's not an illusion."
Qi Yirou held Shen Huan back and said, "Master Shen, I am Qi Yirou, and I want to save my brother."
Shen Huan nodded vigorously, quickly asked people to get ready, and let Qi Yirou lie down on the side of the bed.
The rest of the people were all driven out of the tent, and Jiang Yubai also entered the tent to help.
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The blood transfusion took a long time and the people waiting outside were very anxious.
Zhao Litang stood next to Pei Zheng.
"When he wakes up this time, he might remember everything."
Zhao Litang said, "Remember everything, including what you did to him before. Do you think he will see you again?"
Pei Zheng just stared coldly at the curtain of the tent without saying a word.
Zhao Litang was dissatisfied with his cold attitude. "Even if you want to be nice to him now, is it from the heart? Can you guarantee that everything you do is not because of a guilty conscience? Not because you want to atone for your sins? If you were someone else, would you do the same?"