Chapter 9 Chapter 9 Lost

The new snow covered the ground reflected a bright luster, and the sparks of the collision of sharp blades exploded in front of his eyes again. The young emperor suppressed the surging blood in his chest and took a step back. He raised the sword in front of his eyes, and his indifferent eyes swept across the vague gap on the blade. At this moment, he was unable to use his internal strength to protect the blade from damage. Both he and the eagle-eyed sweat were exhausted. How long the rogue-like fights on the streets will continue, he doesn't know. A faint wry smile emerged from the corner of the emperor's mouth, and now she was sitting on a horse beside her, looking at him and the big sweat casually, who would she hope would win?

It must not be him... But since she wants such a fight, he will give her, give her what he can, this is the only thing he can do for her, right? And—he must not lose, accurately judging the direction in which Da Khan's steel knife was coming, his peripheral vision never left Gui Wuchang's body on the periphery. This person, in just two fights, he has already realized that his strength is not inferior to his own. He can leave, but he can't leave such a dangerous person by her side, even if it is the consequence of losing both. The profuse sweat was also exhausted, and he was panting heavily. The leather jacket around the wound was dyed red. Although the emperor's sword was not heavy just now, it was very accurate. The sharp blade broke open and rolled ferociously to the sides. The emperor had no problem with his figure's retreat. If he could have put in more strength, he would have split the sweat in two.

This kind of almost weird swordsmanship is far from being taught by a brilliant master, and it is also based on countless fights of life. Only then did Da Khan admit that he really underestimated this weak-looking emperor, and he Similarly, he was also the one who licked blood on the tip of a knife. That's good, it turns out that he is such a person, and it should be such a person who can make such a woman deeply attached to him. Thinking of the little girl who was still full of childishness, the profuse sweat who had gone through the bloody storm actually laughed. That girl who is always trying to pretend to be old and wise, she doesn't know that her eyes always give her away easily, she is used to blinking when she panics, she likes to look around when she is afraid and panic, but when the enemy is really approaching , and will go forward without fear, revealing a mouthful of not so scary fangs like a small beast.

Maybe she didn't even know it herself, but whenever her eyes shifted to the frail emperor, her eyes would become sad, it was a kind of heart-breaking eyes, like a child greedy for honey staring at a star that will never die. Candy that doesn't belong to me, on the one hand resisting the urge to reach out, but on the other hand I can't bear to let go, so I simply prefer to pretend to be indifferent. What a childish act, looking at her, he will start to envy the emperor, she is not considered beautiful, he has seen too many beautiful women, graceful and coquettish, beautiful and unrestrained, they are nestled on his lap Refilling his drink, shaking with pleasure under his body, but he'd never seen them look at anyone that way.

He also very much hopes that there will be a woman who can look at him like this. When she looks at you, the surroundings will suddenly become quiet, and you will feel that there is no need to worry about the hustle and bustle of the world, the success or failure of your achievements. It suddenly occurred to him that maybe what he fell in love with was just the melancholy in her eyes, something that seemed to be broken at the touch of a touch, something that touched his heart after such stubbornness and pretending to be chic, he thought I want that style, I want to protect that girl under my wings.

Once again, the swords criss-crossed with hatred, and blue sparks exploded in the air. "There are hidden weapons, be careful..." she said suddenly as she watched the battle, with a little panic in her voice. Is she reminding him?Khan raised his head subconsciously, no, it was that person. There was a slight sound of breaking through the air, her voice was suddenly cut off, her body was hit by a hidden weapon, and she fell backwards. With a sound of "Boom", the emperor threw down the long sword in his hand and turned away. He almost exerted his life's power to the peak, and the distance of more than ten feet came suddenly, and he rushed to support her body before she fell to the ground, anxiously Shouted: "Cang Cang!"

Looking at the long sword on the ground, Da Khan lost his mind for a moment. He actually dropped the weapon and walked away during the fierce fight, showing him the empty door behind him—just because he needed two hands to hold him. To hold her, does he understand how many opportunities he gave the enemy to kill him? The little girl struggled to push his shoulder: "Go away! I don't like you now, we have long since I stabbed your sword, we have long been inseparable!" "Cang Cang, don't move anymore, it will touch the wound...Okay, okay, we don't owe each other, don't move anymore." The young emperor's calm and peaceful voice was trembling even in the face of a life-and-death duel. He pointed out Rufeng, Touch the big acupuncture points around her wound, and support her thin chin with trembling hands, "Cang Cang, I didn't hurt my heart, and I can still save it. Go get the bone digging knife and the wound medicine, it can still be saved!"

In fact, he has never seen any heart pulse. After he hugged Cang Cang, he didn't even dare to feel her pulse or take a look at her breathing except for holding her body tightly in his arms. But she didn't bleed much, only a small piece, and her body was very light, as if as soon as he let go, she would turn into a butterfly and fly away. Da Khan in the field glanced around the cavalry and imperial guards who were at a loss on the spot, knowing that he should seize this good opportunity, he flew forward and put the steel knife on the emperor's neck: "Who dares to act rashly, I cut off his head."

"I told you to get the bone digging knife and the wound medicine!" The emperor who was under his knife suddenly raised his head and shouted sharply, "Bastard! Don't you understand?" Da Khan wondered if this was the first time this gentle, almost scholarly emperor cursed, but he couldn't help but took a step back, put the knife on the emperor's neck, and said to his confidant Chiku, "Go to the Hedu tent. See if he's still there." "If the old military doctor is not around, find the knives he used to cut flesh and take arrows and bring them here. Take as much medicine as you have, as well as bandages. If there are still idlers, quickly build a fire and boil a pot of water." The emperor seemed to have regained his composure , a series of commands.

"According to what he said," Da Khan quickly added, looking down at Cang Cang in the emperor's arms, "how's it going?" "The hidden weapon is not poisonous, and it didn't hurt the vitals, but the hidden weapon seems to be attached to the heart, which is a bit troublesome." At this time, the emperor had leaned over to check Cang Cang's injury carefully, and pressed his finger on her inch ruler to observe carefully. Her pulse changes. "Can you take it out? Do you want to bring Hedu back?" Da Khan asked. "The old man said yesterday that I wouldn't survive this morning," the emperor smiled, and his trembling voice began to calm down again, "I am the direct disciple of the world's number one doctor, and it would be better to let him come. How, it must be done." He had to do it, otherwise, the price would be losing her.

Calling Li Mingshang from inside the pass will waste time. If the ironware and the flesh and blood of the heart stick together, it will be impossible for a god to recover. "You're such a good opponent." Da Khan suddenly said leisurely. He saw that the more critical the situation, the more he could adjust his emotions. is an admirable enemy. The emperor raised his double pupils and sweaty eagle eyes to look at each other. There was nothing more reassuring than the tacit understanding between opponents, and the corners of their lips were raised. The water in the iron basin was boiling. The emperor raised the knife in his hand to the blue fireworks. The silver knife slowly turned red. When he moved the knife away, the emperor quickly put the knife blade into the boiling water. , The green smoke slowly rose with the sound of "嗤", and when the smoke cleared, the knife in his hand fell, and the knife in the emperor's hand had already cut open the skin next to the feather arrow. Blood quickly seeped from the cut flesh, the emperor's hand was still as steady as before, he skillfully avoided the veins and veins, and found the triangular hidden weapon along the way. The small hidden weapon was quickly and carefully dug out, and the sweat who was watching from the side heaved a sigh of relief. The emperor pressed the wound with one hand, but with the other hand he picked up the needle and thread for suturing the wound. Suturing, applying medicine, bandaging, all in one go. When the emperor picked up Cang Cang who was temporarily placed on the blanket, he breathed a sigh of relief and looked a little tired: "I need to find a place for her to rest. When her consciousness recovers and she has no symptoms of high fever, Cang Cang's life can be truly saved." Da Khan nodded, and couldn't help but ask, "How can you even have this kind of ability?" The emperor smiled: "Why? The emperor who knows medical skills is very strange?" "It's not surprising that the emperor knows medical skills," Da Khan waved his hand, "I just wondered what you don't understand." He then looked at the emperor's face, and said, "I'm going to order someone to call for a truce. Stay in our camp." "It's still unavoidable to be a prisoner." The emperor smiled. "Cang Cang can't move, and needs to rest. As for you," Da Khan said, sweeping the emperor's pale face lightly, "Even standing by yourself is very difficult, but you still have to hug her and not let go, it's really good." He didn't notice it at first, but only now did he see that there was also a cloud of dark red blood on the emperor's chest. It was a hidden weapon shot into the flesh. At that critical moment just now, he not only exposed his back to the enemy, but he didn't even dodge the hidden weapon that was shot. The emperor looked back at the imperial guards who had been ordered by the Khan to retreat a few feet away, "Khan, this time you won." "Of course." Da Khan turned around with a slight snort. He actually understood that he was the one who really lost. When he saw the arrow in the sky, he hesitated, considering whether to put down his weapon and run away. , With just this moment of hesitation, he lost, and he lost completely. Because that person, when faced with the decision at that moment, did not hesitate at all, and it was simply daunting. "Kumor," the emperor changed his name to Da Khan, "do you want me to help you wrap up the wound on your chest?" "You don't need to worry about this, the Jurchens are still afraid of bleeding? You'd better look at your own wounds first." The handsome profusely said, raising his sword eyebrows, "Why? Xiaobai, how much do you care about me so much? Get along every day, have you fallen in love with me?" "Yes, the autumn wind blows endlessly. It's always Yu Guanqing's love. I'm afraid I can't let go of my injustice." The emperor joked casually. Although Dahan's Sinology is shallow, he still knows this poem, and it is also a contempt. Less than an hour after the start of the battle, the two sides called for money to withdraw their troops. This mighty decisive battle ended like this. Min Jia was leading the soldiers to kill happily in front of him, he was summoned back suddenly, angrily returned to the big tent, threw off the shoulder armor and was about to complain, when he saw the emperor sitting on the bedside. At this moment, she already knew that "Xiaobai" was the emperor of the Han Dynasty, her eyes widened in amazement, she ran over and grabbed the emperor's shoulders: "Xiaobai, how are you?" Cang Cang, who was still awake, jumped up, "Cang Cang, what happened to Cang Cang? Who hurt her like this?" At this moment, the emperor had taken out the hidden weapon in front of his chest, bandaged it casually, raised his hand to make a gesture of silence to her, and then leaned on the head of the bed with his eyes closed to rest. I don't know why, even Min Jia, who has a bold personality, listens to him very much. She lowered her voice: "Xiao Bai, so Cang Cang is your wife, why didn't you tell me? I like Cang Cang very much, and others want to take her away. I must disagree. But if it's you, forget it." The emperor laughed a little when he heard her words, and opened his eyes: "No wonder you get along well, even the tone of your speech is very similar, it's all weird." "It's not weird, think about it, if two people you like are together, of course you will be happy." Min Jia smiled mysteriously, "Xiaobai, I'll sue you secretly, Cang Cang told me, said She had someone she liked." The emperor smiled lightly: "Really?" "But she also said that the person she likes is dead." Min Jia shook her head, "She was so worried about you before, I think she also likes you, Xiaobai, you should treat Cangcang well." The emperor smiled: "Thank you, Minmin." Just a gentle word made Min Jia's cheeks turn red again, and she whispered, "I'll go first." She disappeared like a gust of wind. Watching her pretty figure disappear, the emperor shifted his gaze to Cang Cang's face. Half a month after coming to the Jurchen camp, she lost weight again, because of her injuries, her complexion was not good, and she was so thin that she lay down like this, which made people feel distressed. The prophecy from many years ago sounded in his ears again: You can't guard anything, Xiao Huan, no matter how much you want to protect something, who told you that you are from the Xiao family? The emperor's body suddenly convulsed. He pressed his chest and bent down. The cold chill rushed out of his throat with a salty air, and leaned on the edge of the bed. Is the end finally coming? The charcoal in the brazier made a crackling sound in the still night. Khan bent down and lightly covered a leather cloak on the emperor who was dozing against the edge of the bed, then sat on the cushion beside the bed and took out a The fire pestle fiddled with the charcoal, and said, "Be careful yourself, even a strong man can't bear such a restless sleepless." The emperor opened his half-closed eyes, pulled the leather cloak on his body, and joked with a smile: "Kumor, why do you think of caring about me? Could it be that we also get along day and night, and fall in love with each other for a long time?" "What's the matter! I just see that you don't cough or vomit blood, but your complexion is getting worse every day. I'm afraid you will really die in my camp." Da Khan smiled with the corner of his mouth raised. The emperor smiled: "Aren't we your enemies? Don't tell me you care about me." Now that he said that, Da Khan laughed: "Well, if you die here, Qi Chengliang will definitely fight with me, and I don't want to die with him yet." The emperor pondered for a moment: "You prepare a pen and paper, and I will write a letter to him. He should not act impulsively after reading it." Unexpectedly, he would say that, Da Khan froze for a moment: "You mean you want to write a letter to Qi Chengliang for me, telling him not to fight me after you die?" The emperor twitched the corner of his lips: "Qi Qing acted calmly, normally he wouldn't do this, but apart from the friendship between monarch and minister, we also have some personal friendships, I'm afraid he might get angry for a while." Da Khan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him: "Xiaobai, tell me the truth, what else did you arrange?" "Before I came to Shanhaiguan, I left a secret edict to pass on the throne. If I can't go back, no one will take the throne." The emperor still smiled so calmly, "So if you want to take advantage of the chaos and invade the capital, it is impossible. Kummer, I advise you to negotiate peace. You have been in Shanhaiguan for several months, and you will not understand that with the strength of the Jurchen Kingdom, it may not be enough to raise troops in the Central Plains. Instead of continuing the war and dying, it is better for the two countries to make peace. It’s not a bad thing for Jurchen or Dawu.” As he spoke, he could still smile at Kummer: "I have chosen the envoy for the peace talks. Wei Yi, the right servant of the Ministry of War, is cautious and tactful. He is in Shanhaiguan at the moment, and I have also left an edict for him. He, no matter whether I can go back or not, he will negotiate peace with you according to the amount written in the imperial edict. What do you think?" Looking at him silently, Kummer smiled after a long time: "Xiaobai, I didn't really admire you until now..." The emperor laughed and deliberately joked: "Could it be that you still regarded me as a male favorite for so long?" Kummer shook his head, with a serious look on his face: "I have never regarded you as a male favourite." The emperor smiled, and suddenly said again: "Kumor, please take care of Cang Cang." Da Khan didn't give in this time, and raised his eyebrows to look at him, "Of course, Cangcang is my woman, so I don't need to bother you." The emperor smiled: "Thank you... Cang Cang likes to travel around. If you can let her go, it's best to let her play chess. She will overturn the table if she loses. She doesn't like to be tied to various rules, so don't force her , if she has someone else she likes, let her go..." He suddenly smiled wryly and shook his head, "I can't even do it, how can I ask you to do it." "Isn't it just to pamper her as much as I can?" Da Khan waved his hand lightly, "It's easy to say, I'm afraid as long as her heart is still in you, no matter how I coax her, she won't be really happy." "Me?" The emperor was stunned, then shook his head slightly, and smiled slightly, "I hurt her like that all the time, and she will only hate me to the bone." Turning his eyes away from him, Da Khan chuckled softly: "Okay, I promise you, I will do my best to take care of her and make her happy, so happy that one day I will completely forget you. Come on, don't regret it." The emperor also smiled along with him, his deep double pupils moved to Cang Cang's face again, and he muttered to himself, "That would be great." He smiled again: "Kumor, I didn't intend to take her back to Beijing this time. If I can rescue her, I will release her anywhere as long as she wishes." He paused, his eyes fell On both hands, "The Forbidden Palace is too big and too cold, she should go to a better place." Da Khan raised his head and locked eagle-like eyes on his clear side face. After a long time, he laughed twice: "I've been sitting for a long time, I'm leaving." When he got up, he suddenly said, "Little Bai, have you counted everyone but not yourself?" The emperor smiled, it was a kind of extremely peaceful smile: "My fate is like this, this moment is already extravagant." Da Khan didn't speak any more, glanced at the untouched wine and meat beside the bed, and added, "Why didn't I eat anything, how can this go on like this." "Food is sometimes a burden." The emperor replied, leaning against the head of the bed and closing his eyes. Da Khan took a deep look at him, opened the leather curtain and walked out. The emperor's medical skills were much better than Hedu's. On the third day, her fluctuating body temperature was under control. When she woke up, both the emperor and the sweat were there. When she wrinkled her nose and yawned for the first time, The emperor who had been standing by the bed smiled and said, "Cang Cang, that's great." After saying this, his face lost all color, and his body fell heavily beside the bed. Da Khan ran over in a panic to help him up, but found that Cang Cang on the bed was not really awake, she just said in a babbling voice: "Brother Xiao, it's terrible, I had a long dream, dreaming of you Killed my master, we got married but you didn't like me at all, and later killed Xianxue, fortunately, it was all a dream, now I wake up and see you, I'm so happy." She turned her head, using blurred Looking around, "Where are you, Brother Xiao?" Da Khan noticed that since they came back, except for dressing changes and treatment, the emperor never took the initiative to touch her body, even if he looked at her, he never left her eyes for a moment, even if he exhausted his energy for her safety. This time he gently took the emperor's hand and placed it in her palm: "He is here." Cang Cang held his hand in satisfaction: "I knew you would always be by my side." She crossed her fingers and held his hand firmly, "Brother Xiao, your hands are so cold."