The reborn general girl is the emperor

Chapter 187 Poisoning is Deep
Seeing Yan Qing hesitate, Gao Li stepped forward to ask for orders: "Little General, please go and see the situation of the Marshal. On the tower, we will bring people to investigate. In the future, the governance of Western Xinjiang will still need to rely on His Royal Highness Shu Wang .”

Although he said words that reassured Yan Qing, Gao Li had no bottom in his heart.

Looking at Hongying's situation, he knew that the poisonous smoke was not normal.

They can't guarantee that they will not be poisoned when they go up the tower, let alone Meng Shulan who has been fumigated by poisonous smoke in the secret passage for so long?

Gao Li said that he asked Yan Qing to see Meng Shulan's situation, fearing that something would happen to Meng Shulan and there would be no one to take care of the west, but actually he thought that Meng Shulan might not live long, and hoped that Yan Qing could at least see him one last time.

Before she was transferred from Er County to the Joint Defense Battalion, she was a soldier under Yan Qing.

She knew that although her little general seemed to have no heart, it was just Meng Shulan who shaved his head and was hot, but anyone with a discerning eye could actually see that Yan Qing treated Meng Shulan differently.

It's just that she herself, probably hasn't realized this yet, right?

Thinking about it, Gao Li also sighed in his heart.

On the battlefield, life and death are but a matter of an instant, and no one can guarantee whether they can come back from the battlefield alive, so some people would rather bury in their hearts than say something about them.

Even if it's a pity, it's better than the one who stays alive and bears everything alone.

Yan Qing looked at Gao Li, his eyes, which were always clear, were perplexed and dark, like a night without stars and moons.

Gao Li sighed, bowed and saluted, no longer waiting for Yan Qing's answer, made the decision for her, turned around and led a dozen people out of the city gate, and climbed the tower from the ladder.

"master……"

Hong Ying lightly called Yan Qing who was staring blankly at Gao Li and the others leaving.

Yan Qing turned his eyes to look at him blankly, Hong Ying couldn't bear that look.

He still remembered the last time he saw his master's expression like this, it was when he heard that Lord Hou and his son were burned to death by Xi Rong.

It can be seen that King Shu is at least as important as Lord Hou and Shizi in his master's heart.

Even though Yu couldn't bear it, Hong Ying had no choice but to remind Yan Qing: "Master, go and have a look."

King Shu's situation is very bad, and he is not sure how long he can last.

He was afraid that if the delay continued, the two of them would not even see each other for the last time.

In the end, Yan Qing herself was the most uncomfortable.

Yan Qing looked at Hongying, his thin lips moved a little, he wanted him to take him to see Meng Shulan's situation, but he couldn't say a word, and couldn't move a step.

Her slender eyelashes trembled uncontrollably, her throat rolled, and even her breathing became short of breath. Her fingertips dug into her palm, and blood oozes from her fingers, but she still couldn't move half a step.

She is afraid.

Among the thousands of troops, Yan Qing, who had never been afraid of fighting with swords, guns and sword rain, went back and forth dozens of times before the gate of hell, and walked once in the palace of the king of hell, was afraid now.

Trembling with fear.

After all, Yan Qing moved his feet, exhausted all his strength, but his feet were still fluttering, and he staggered on the devastated road.

Hongying placed Meng Shulan at the gate of the city, in a still intact tea shed.

A man covered in blood and soot, with disheveled hair and disheveled clothes, leaned against the wall of the tea shed and sat reluctantly.

The person who was always neatly dressed, bright and smiling, now his face was pale and his eyes were closed.

Standing at the door of the tea shed, Yan Qing seemed to have a huge boulder falling from his feet, nailing her firmly in place, and the water in his eyes as dark as night floated up and down.

Carefully stretching out his hand, the blood-stained fingertips hesitated, and tremblingly reached the side of the neck that had been wiped but was covered with flowers.

It wasn't until he felt the weak but still beating pulse under his fingertips that Yan Qing let go of his tight breath. Tightening his knuckles, he firmly but gently supported Meng Shulan's shoulders, slowly lowered his head, and turned his head into his slightly heaving chest.

All the resentment and confusion turned into happiness at this moment.

alive...

still alive.

Yan Qing pressed his forehead against his heart, confirming over and over again that the weak heartbeat was still there, and that the warm touch was not his own illusion, but he did not dare to let go.

She is afraid.

She was afraid that if she let go, she would find that it was just a dream of her own.

She was afraid that as soon as she let go, he would become the cold corpse he used to lie in her arms, cooling down little by little.

When Bai Shu arrived with the doctor from the North City Gate, what he saw was Yan Qing crouching in front of Meng Shulan, confirming over and over again that he was still alive.

Her shoulders shrugged slightly, trembling slightly.

Everyone thought she was crying.

But when she turned her face, she could see that her eye sockets were red, but the corners of her eyes were dry, her face was smeared with blood, and her eyes were bloodshot.

So haggard, yet so tenacious.

"Girl, let the doctor see him."

Bai Shu spoke in a soft voice, as if a little heavier would startle her.

Yan Qing nodded, but refused to let go of him.

Seeing this, Bai Zhu lowered her eyes, sighed, and motioned for the doctor to come forward and take Meng Shulan's pulse.

The doctor stepped forward and saluted Yan Qingqian, then checked Meng Shulan's condition.

"He was bitten on the neck by a poisonous insect."

Hong Ying reminded the doctor from the side.

After adjusting his breath for a while, the poison lines on his face had dissipated a little.

The toxicity of the poisonous smoke has weakened a lot. Although it is still fatal to ordinary people, to people with profound skills like Hongying, although it is uncomfortable, it will not kill immediately.

When Mu gets old, it's all trivial matters.

"Someone sealed his big holes."

Hong Ying told the doctor about the results of his previous examination, "Someone should give him the antidote as soon as possible to delay the spread of the poison..."

Otherwise, he wouldn't be alive now.

Hong Ying glanced at Yan Qing, but swallowed the last sentence after all.

After listening to Hongying's words, the doctor took out a clean brocade handkerchief and wiped Meng Shulan's neck, and saw the reddish-brown wound and the dark red poisonous lines spreading like a spider web.

Yan Qing's pupils shrank, and his calm heart tightened again. He raised his hand and quickly tore open Meng Shulan's skirt.

All the people present gasped.

Dense poisonous lines, from the neck along the meridians to the shoulder blades, have spread all over half of Meng Shulan's body.

The closest poison pattern to the centrifuge mouth is less than a finger away.

"This……"

The doctor looked at the poisonous lines on Meng Shulan's body, opened his mouth again and again, looked at Meng Shulan, then at Yan Qing, not knowing how to speak.

Yan Qing clenched his lips and teeth, the sweet smell of blood spread in his mouth, and his tender neck was swollen with veins from too much effort to restrain his emotions.

It took a long time for Yan Qing to get over it, and when Bai Shu signaled the doctor to go out and talk about it alone, he said in a hoarse voice: "Please sir, tell the truth."

The doctor looked at Yan Qing in embarrassment, and then at Bai Shu.

Bai Shu stared at Yan Qing for a long time, finally closed his eyes, and nodded to the doctor.

The affirmed doctor hesitated for a moment, sighed, and said, "Please forgive me for my incompetence. I have never seen this poison in my life."

(End of this chapter)