At first, Qi Yan didn't have the energy to speak, Qi Hui fed him medicine, and he dipped in the medicine juice, writing a crooked "Xia" on his palm.
Qi Hui didn't dare to say that Xia Xun was locked up by Chu Anyu, so he lied to him:
"Young Master Xia suffered from the cold and lived in the wing next door to recuperate. You are too weak, and my subordinates are worried that the young master will overwhelm you with illness. When you recover, the subordinates will let the young master come to see you."
Qi Yan blinked, finished drinking the medicine, and fell into a coma again.
He woke up several times during this period, and every time he woke up, the first thing he did was to look for Xia Xun.
Qi Hui said every time that Xia Xun was ill, and the wind and cold hadn't recovered yet, so he couldn't get over it for a while.
Qi Yan has no doubts about him.
Qi Hui stayed by his bed the whole time, taking care of him in his clothes. A few days later, late at night, Qi Hui was dozing off on the chair beside the bed when he heard Qi Yan calling his name.
He hurriedly opened his eyes and saw that Qi Yan had woken up and was lying on the bed looking at him.
Qi Hui's tears were about to flow out. He threw himself to the bed and complained almost tearfully:
"My lord! You've finally woken up! Qi Hui was so frightened that he was scared out of his wits. If you don't wake up again, half of Qi Hui's life will be lost!"
Qi Yan grinned her chapped lips and smiled lightly: "...don't talk nonsense."
He looked around the room and asked:
"Where is Xia Xun...? His illness, how is it..."
Qi Hui was startled, and immediately said:
"Young Master's illness has not recovered. As you know, he is relatively weak. He was immersed in the lake that day, so he has not recovered yet. When the doctor says he is recovered, the subordinates will bring him to see you."
Qi Yan's expression gradually became dignified. He raised his head and stared at Qi Hui's face:
"... Did you hide something from me? Xia Xun... what happened?"
Qi Huilian repeatedly denied:
"How dare this subordinate?! This subordinate is not lying! You should lie down quickly, your injury hasn't—"
Qi Yan knew that Qi Hui was lying.
Every time he told a lie, as long as he was questioned by Qi Yan, he would keep denying it and try his best to emphasize that he was telling the truth.
Qi Yan couldn't lie down anymore, she was about to sit up while supporting the bed:
"Tell me soon... what happened to Xia Xun?"
In the past, whenever he put on a straight face, Qi Hui would tell the truth, but this time, he insisted that Xia Xun was recuperating next door.
"My lord! This subordinate dare not lie to you! Young master is next door! You must not get up, go to sleep quickly! Otherwise the wound will open again!"
Qi Yan's whole body trembled, and the movement of getting up suddenly stopped.
Qi Hui immediately stepped forward to hold his shoulder:
"Yes yes yes! Lie down quickly!"
He didn't notice that Qi Yan's face was already pale.
Qi Yan watched Qi Hui closely, and asked in disbelief:
"Why... so secretive? Xia Xun, have you already left...?!"
Qi Hui immediately denied:
"Of course not! Mr. Xia is still here, he—"
Qi Yan no longer believed him, and struggled to sit up and get out of bed.
Qi Hui didn't let go, and pressed his shoulder gradually harder, trying to push him back:
"My lord! You have to cherish yourself! Mr. Xia stayed well, he didn't leave! He still—?!"
Qi Yan didn't believe a word, he was a person who was seriously injured in two places, but he burst out of strength from nowhere and pushed Qi Hui down.
Qi Hui fell to the ground, Qi Yan pointed at him, panting heavily, his hands were shaking:
"You... Don't try to lie to me again! Get me a horse right away, I... I'm going, chasing Xia Xun—"
This time he was seriously injured, anger and fear of losing Xia Xun surged up at the same time, after only a few words, he felt dizzy, his eyes turned black, his head was pounding, and his stomach felt nauseated.
Even though he was so weak, he still refused to give up. By the time Qi Hui got up from the ground, he had already supported the bed and stood up.
He took a step forward, his feet went limp, he leaned back suddenly, and fell to sit on the bed again, the vibration of his body involved the wound, causing severe sharp pain.
Qi Hui didn't dare to hide any more, so he could only tell the truth:
"My lord, Mr. Xia really didn't leave! He was imprisoned by Chu Anyu!"
Qi Yan froze: "In the prison...? Why?"
Qi Hui said with difficulty:
"... Mr. Chu found out that Mr. Xia is the archer's internal agent, and that group of people... I'm afraid he was the one who found it!"
He thought that Qi Yan would be shocked, or at least appear sad, but Qi Yan just sat on the bed for a while, and then stood up again.
His lips were blue, his eyes were dull, his back was full of sweat, and he said out of breath:
"Qi Hui, help me up... I want to release Xia Xun quickly... He doesn't like that kind of place...!"
Chu Anyu is a clean and honest official. Apart from the old lady in the back kitchen and the old housekeeper who sweeps the floor, there is not even a maid in the house.
Zhigui could leave obviously, but he didn't leave when he saw this scene, and stayed down to help Qi Hui take care of Qi Yan.
The night Qi Yan woke up, she sneaked into the dungeon.
She heard from the officers and soldiers guarding the dungeon that it was cold and damp in the cell, so she wanted to send some warm clothes to Xia Xun. She also thought that the prisoner must not have good food, so she brought a lot of food.
She was very worried at first, but after seeing Xia Xun, she was greatly relieved.
He behaved calmly in the prison, and he seemed to be normal. While eating the food brought by Zhi Gui, he said to her:
"Bring a few books next time, it's boring being in prison."
Zhigui tentatively asked:
"My lord, don't you care about your lord's injury?"
Xia Xun glanced at her, as if she had asked such a stupid question:
"If something happens to Qi Yan, do you still have the time to come and see me?"
Zhigui looked around and asked again:
"What are your plans, son? How long will you stay in this place?"
Xia Xun's expression became even more surprised:
"I'm a prisoner. You asked me what I planned? When you killed the fish, did you ask the fish what it thought?"
Zhi Gui was rendered speechless by what he said, and managed to utter a sentence for a long time:
"...The servant has never killed a fish before."
Xia Xun ate up the snacks she brought, and put on the thick clothes she gave her:
"Okay, let's go quickly, don't be discovered by the guards."
Zhigui said to him:
"The guards here are quite weak. The servants slipped in easily. As long as the servants can find a way to pry open the door of the cell, they can take you out."
Xia Xun didn't know if she heard it or not, and kept waving her hands to tell her to go quickly.
Zhigui had nothing to do with him, blessed his body, and tiptoed away.
After she left, Xia Xun sat on the floor against the wall, looking at the small window on the top for ventilation, in a daze of boredom.
The dungeon in Chu Anyu's Mansion is much more comfortable than the prison in Dali Temple, at least there are no rats, and there are no unnamed black beetles.
Xia Xun emptied her head and didn't think about anything.
Where did the archers come from? Are they from Mr. Chen? Did Fumeng Tancha betray him
He didn't bother to think about these questions.
Anyway, Qi Yan is still alive, he will always solve it.
Qi Yan.
Thinking of him, Xia Xun couldn't help raising her left hand. The skin on the hand tightly wrapped his phalanges, and each finger was extremely thin, which looked very scary.
Xia Xun clenched his fists, and then slowly loosened them. The scars on his hands have been with him for many years, and he has long been used to their existence.
Footsteps came from outside the cell, he thought Zhigui had returned, and said without looking back:
"Didn't I let you go? What else are you doing here?"
But the footsteps didn't stop.
Xia Xun listened, it seemed that there was more than one person coming, at least four or five.
He thought, maybe Chu Anyu finally came to interrogate him.
He stood up slowly, patted the ashes on his body, and turned to look outside the cell.
As soon as he turned around, he stopped.
There is not only Chu Anyu outside, but also Qi Yan.
He was injured so badly, and his steps were so flimsy that he had to put his whole body weight on Qi Hui to barely walk.
When he saw Xia Xun, his face was full of anxiety, and he was really unable to speak, so he patted Qi Hui's hand vigorously.
Qi Hui hurriedly said:
"Master Chu, my master's order, please let this young master out immediately."
Chu Anyu gave a dissatisfied "tsk" and ordered to the guard:
"Let him go!"
As soon as the chain on the door was loosened, he got rid of Qi Hui's support, and walked into the cell by himself, holding on to the fence.
Many years ago, he failed to rescue Xia Xun from the prison in Dali Temple.
Now, enduring the pain, he walked all the way here just to confirm Xia Xun's safety with his own eyes and bring him out personally.
Seeing that Xia Xun was unharmed, the breath that supported him immediately relaxed. He closed his eyes and passed out with peace of mind.
He didn't fall to the ground, nor fell into Qi Hui's arms.
It was Xia Xun who stepped forward and caught him.
The strong smell of medicine wrapped Xia Xun and penetrated into his nasal cavity. Under Qi Yan's clothes, there was a pair of thin and sickly bones. His sharp frame made Xia Xun's arms ache.
His side face was pressed against Xia Xun's cheek, and he fell asleep on Xia Xun's shoulder, not caring at all, it was the man in front of him who stabbed him.
Xia Xun's eyelashes twitched, he turned his head sideways, and exhaled a breath of hot air tremblingly from a place where no one could see.
Qi Yan fell into a coma again.
Sleep is the method he uses to heal his injuries, and he hardly ever wakes up during the day.
The doctor told him that Qi Yan needs to rest, and no one is allowed to disturb him, even Xia Xun was kicked out of the room by him.
Xia Xun only had a chance to see him every day when Zhigui fed him medicine.
Chu Anyu always dislikes Xia Xun, and has nothing to do with him. Every time he meets him, he doesn't give him good looks.
Xia Xun acted as if she couldn't see him, and rushed to find him on her own initiative.
"Master Chu, there is one thing I want to ask you."
Chu Anyu's nose is not a nose, and his eyes are not eyes, he scoffed:
"Is it so impolite to talk to this official?"
Xia Xun bowed deeply to him, and spoke again:
"Master Chu, there is something I don't understand, and I hope you can enlighten me."
Chu Anyu was impatient: "What's the matter?!"
Xia Xun asked: "Are there any barbarians in the bows and arrows you caught?"
Chu Anyu twisted his head:
"No!"
Xia Xun still wanted to ask a few more questions, so he immediately issued a eviction order:
"I'm busy with official duties, so hurry up and leave the courtroom!"
Xia Xun paused, touched her nose, turned and left.
In the courtyard, on the big pagoda tree, squatted a black living creature.
At the beginning, Xia Xun thought it was a black cat, but after taking a closer look, she realized that it was a huge crow.
He froze for a moment, took out the bird whistle, and blew it tentatively.
The crow flapped its wings and flew towards him, circled three times above his head, and flew out of the wall.
Xia Xun looked around, it was afternoon, and there was no one around.
He hesitated for a moment, walked under the wall, pushed open the small door in the corner, and walked in the direction the crow left.