The prince is sick: it is too enchanting to marry the princess

Chapter 661 Dark War (Part [-])

"I ask you, was your brother's death caused by the queen?" Nan Gongyan still had a pleasant expression, as if he was just chatting with Gao Fei.

Gao Fei shook his head in a daze, and Nan Gongyan asked again: "There are hundreds of thousands of soldiers in the army, but your family is the only one that is in difficulty. Do you have any family members who are seriously ill? Don't look at how many people are suffering from the torment of missing their family members." , fought bloody battles on the battlefield."

Nan Gongyan squatted down slowly, pinching his chin with his fair hands, as if trying to crush his bones.

"You said that all this was caused by the queen, but in fact you were just looking for a reasonable reason for your betrayal, an excuse for someone to feel at ease."

Gao Fei's eyes were dull, and he muttered to himself: "No, it's not like this, it's not like this!"

Nangong Yan snorted coldly: "If you admit it directly, I can still look up to you, at least you are a man who dares to act. But you put all the responsibility on a woman, and you feel that you are fighting for her. This life is not worth it, but do you know how many people she has saved? How many people have benefited? Being able to marry her as a queen is my blessing, and it is the blessing of the entire Great Yan!"

Nan Gongyan suddenly threw him aside, and he stood up slowly, his eyes serious: "How can my queen allow you to make irresponsible remarks? You know what Ye Han should do."

General Ye, who was suddenly named, also trembled for some reason.

Nan Gongyan's aura was too fierce, Ye Han looked at his posture as if he wanted to tear Gao Fei alive.

"This subordinate understands." Although he couldn't bear it, Ye Han knew very well that Gao Fei couldn't stay.

After Nan Gongyan strode out of the tent, Ye Han sighed, and then got up to get his sword.

"General! General, do you want...you want to kill me?" Gao Fei was really scared at this time, "General, spare your life! Please forgive me! I will never do it again in the future. Please remember that I have always been loyal to you, General." Come on, just forgive me this time!"

Ye Han left the saber on the ground, and said in a deep voice, "I don't want to do anything to you, you can break it yourself."

"General!" Gao Fei struggled resolutely, hoping that Ye Han would forgive him.

Ye Han turned around, he couldn't bear to watch the next scene, after all, he was also his brother who had been with him for a long time.

Gao Fei understood that he was really doomed this time, and he silently picked up the saber on the ground: "General, I am sorry for you, I have failed your trust! I owe you, so I have to repay you in the next life!"

With a flash of cold light, Gao Fei suddenly pulled out his sword, and stabbed directly at Ye Han: "General, I'm sorry!"

Ye Han didn't turn around, but just tilted his head slightly to avoid Gao Fei's attack.

Gao Fei stabbed fiercely, but Ye Han easily dodged it, Ye Han said calmly, "It seems that you really want my life?"

Gao Fei held the saber in his hand, with a murderous look on his face: "I just want to live!"

How could Gao Fei be able to defeat Ye Han with those fancy punches and embroidered legs?

Ye Han became ruthless, and suddenly grabbed his arm, and then grabbed his hand and squeezed hard on his neck, Gao Fei was killed by the saber in his hand.

Before he died, he still had his big eyes open, as if unwilling and resentful.

But that's not important anymore, if you have anything to say, go directly to Lord Yan.

Ye Han looked at the dead body on the ground indifferently, and then called his subordinates.

"What's wrong, general? Why are you injured?" Looking at the scene in front of him, the soldier was also very surprised.

Ye Han said flatly: "An assassin suddenly appeared in my tent just now, Gao Fei sacrificed his life to save me. You should take him out and have him buried. By the way, let me check, he broke into the tent today The identity of an assassin!"

"Subordinates obey!"

After the people left, Ye Han ignored the wound on his arm, and put the saber back into the scabbard expressionlessly.

In short, now that the matter has been resolved, as for the fabricated assassin, they can't find any clues, so they will naturally give up.

The reason why Ye Hannong hurt himself was not only to make the assassination look more realistic, but also to teach himself a lesson - never trust others again.

……

The person on the bed had been lying on the bed for several days, his face was very pale, with no blood at all.

Rong Sheng stood by the bed, his eyes were dark blue, he gently held Chu Jiu's hand, then placed it on his lips and kissed it delicately, his gaze was tender and tender.

"You have been asleep for several days on the ninth day of the ninth day, you should wake up." Rong Sheng said hoarsely.

The person on the bed still didn't make any movement, and Rong Sheng was very unaccustomed to her quiet appearance: "Don't sleep, there are many interesting places in Qingqu City, as long as you get up, I'll take them to you, okay?"

Rong Sheng pressed her acupoints calmly and said, "Since when did you become so squeamish? You just lost too much blood. You have slept for so many days. Are you too tired from the journey here from Miaojiang? So Just want to take this opportunity to have a good rest, don't you? But we finally met, don't you want to talk to me more?"

There was sadness and self-blame in Rong Sheng's eyes. If he could think of a solution in time, how could Chu Jiu use such a stupid way to save people? After all, his medical skills were not consummate enough.

"Rong..." Chu Jiu suddenly had a reaction, murmuring vaguely, "Rong Sheng."

Hearing Chujiu's voice suddenly, the joy in his face was beyond words, and he said quickly: "Chujiu, Chujiu, I'm here, I'm here."

Chu Jiu gradually gained strength, she opened her heavy eyelids with great effort, and then saw the face that she was thinking about day and night.

"Rongsheng!" Chu Jiu grinned at him with dry lips.

Rong Sheng hurried to pour her a cup of tea, he helped her up, and gently leaned against his arms: "Come on, drink some water first!"

Chu Jiu's lips moved close to the teacup and took small sips. When the cup of tea was finished, she said softly, "I still want to drink it."

Rong Sheng nodded without thinking: "Alright, don't move, I'll pour you another glass."

Seeing Rong Sheng rushing to pour tea for herself, Chu Jiu had a gentle smile on his face, and even felt warm in his heart, so for him, what's the point of shedding some blood?
Rong Sheng hurriedly brought over the tea: "Slow down, be careful not to burn it."

The tea slowly flowed down the extremely parched throat, and Chu Jiu felt much more comfortable.

"Where else do you feel uncomfortable? Let me give you a pulse."

As he spoke, he was about to reach out to feel her pulse, but his eyes touched the bandaged wound on her wrist, and Rong Sheng felt a sudden tingle in his heart, which was very uncomfortable.

(End of this chapter)