The gates of the east, west, north, south, and north changed their chief officials before midnight.

In the middle of the night, the sound of pouring water and washing the floor washed over people's hearts, and the sound of Jin Yiwei's galloping horses' hooves stepped on everyone's nerves.

That night, no one in Jingdu fell asleep peacefully.

There was only one inconspicuous carriage, Yu Zishiqian took advantage of the chaos of changing defenses, and was driven by a disguised Jin Yiwei, showing the pass order given by the emperor, and left the city in the panic-stricken night.

There was a strong smell of medicine in the carriage, Shuangxi wiped old tears, and carefully helped the master to feed the medicine.

But the medicine was poured in, and more than half of it was spit out.

Even though Shuangxi had seen a lot, she was so frightened that she almost knocked over the bowl and asked the doctor next to her for help.

Zhou Ci stretched out his hand, felt the patient's pulse, took out the golden needle, and quickly pierced most of his body.

Shuangxi asked nervously: "The Zhou court judged, can the king of Chu still live?"

Zhou Ci's expression turned cold, and he corrected sharply: "There is no king of Chu."

Shuangxi was so frightened that he couldn't breathe, and Zhou Ci stared at him, and then he understood the meaning, and quickly kowtowed.

Zhou Ci waited with a sullen face.

After about a quarter of an hour, the person who was motionless first moved his fingers.

Shuangxi went to help her with joy and joy, and Yan Xu, who was relieved, coughed violently and vomited out a mouthful of blood-stained phlegm.

Shuangxi hurriedly cleaned it up.

Yan Xu raised his head slightly, stared blankly at a certain point for a long time, and then suddenly realized from the shaking of the carriage that he was still alive. He slowly turned his head and saw Zhou Ci.

Zhou Ci said solemnly: "Yan Liu, if you go to Yuedong County now, you will have nothing to do with Jing anymore."

"Yuedong County..." Yan Xu's pale face hooked with difficulty, "Sure enough, only Xiao Qi will save me in the end."

Zhou Cidao: "King Qin's act of saving you is dangerous. I hope you understand the difficulties of King Qin. Before the general situation is settled, you will be imprisoned in the private prison of King Qin's mansion."

Yan Xu coughed weakly again and again, and then he recovered his strength and said, "It's a blessing to be alive, Zhou Yuan sentenced, you thank Xiaoqi for me."

"However... your legs are broken from kneeling in the rain. I'm afraid it will be difficult to move in the future, and it will be especially uncomfortable in cloudy and rainy days. The heart and lungs will also be at the root of the disease. Be careful when changing seasons." Zhou Ci, as a doctor, couldn't bear it., "King Qin has already done his best, so please bear with him."

"I know." Yan Xu tried to move his legs, sweating coldly from the pain, he fell flat and gasped for a while, but he was not very surprised or sad, but said clearly, "If it wasn't for someone taking the risk of taking me in the middleI moved into the room to warm up and drank ginger soup. I was afraid that my father would not be able to come out and spare me. I did the assassination of Xiao Qi, and Xiao Qi was still doing these things under the eyes of his father.He is helping me with his life."

Zhou Ci nodded and didn't say any more.

Yan Xu remained silent for a long time, then said sadly: "Shuangxi, push the door open, I want to take another look."

Shuangxi pushed open the door, Yan Xu struggled to look up, the outside was pitch black, only the continuous mountain love could be seen.

The scenery here is something he has never seen before, and he is no longer in Jingdu.

That person never showed up.

He looked at an unknown place, and after a long time, said desolately: "Yan Xu is dead, call me Qin Wangzhen from now on."

Zhou Ci was taken aback for a moment, and agreed with Shuangxi.

Song Beiming walked with his back on his back for a while, when Yan Xi fell asleep leaning on his shoulder.

He calmed down his steps, listened to the sound of breathing next to his ear, his chest swelled for a moment, and temporarily put aside the question of Yan Xi's identity that he wanted to ask today.

There is a hot spring on Wangbei Mountain beside Zhuque Lake. The most wonderful thing is that there is a mountain spring next to it. The spring water is cold and hot, which is very helpful for physical fitness and martial arts.Because the location is very remote, on the edge of the cliff, few people can come.

After Song Beiming found out, he asked someone to take care of it, and he would go often.

Along the steep path, Song Beiming jumped up a few times and easily carried Yan Xi inside.

The blood-soaked scarlet robe was stripped off, and the inner garment was also carefully removed, and there was also blood inside.Song Beiming threw them far away to the entrance of the cave, and someone took them away.

When they sank into the water together, Yan Xi hummed lightly, as if about to wake up.

Song Beiming hugged him in his arms and called him softly, "Wei Yu?"

Yan Xi slowly opened her eyelids, and looked at him blankly through her long eyelashes.

The smell of blood was washed away, leaving only the strong smell of "Rong", soaked in warm water, "Rong" evaporated.

What lingers in the cave is the smell of Yan Xi.

Song Beiming was aroused by "Rong", and it became extremely difficult to restrain himself, but he didn't dare to act rashly.

Yan Xi's condition was very wrong, Song Beiming wrapped him in his arms to prevent Yan Xi from choking on the water, lightly patted his face and continued to shout: "Micro rain, micro rain."

Yan Xi was sweating profusely, subconsciously wanting to grab something.

He heard someone calling him, but there was nothing in front of him, and he couldn't find the focus.He stretched out his hand softly and touched a body. He smelled the smell of "withered", which made him feel safe. He moved his body and said weakly, "Meng...Ze?"

Song Beiming circled him: "Are you uncomfortable?"

"Hmm..." Yan Xi felt that the breath she exhaled was hot, "It's so hot... Rong's medicine seems to be out of my control..."

Yan Xi was struggling to find the focal length, holding Song Beiming weakly with both hands.

They were soaking in the water, and Song Beiming felt that he was split in two, half being pushed and pulled, and the other half worried.

Song Beiming straightened Yan Xi's face and asked, "What do you want?"

Yan Xi's hair is scattered in the water, his black hair sticks to his forehead and temples, his fair skin is soaked in the mist, his eyes are wet, and he has never been so obedient.

"Meng Ze..." Yan Xi tried his best to get closer, and finally met Song Beiming's eyes, and said in torment, "I... need a lot of dry right now, can you... give it to me?"

Song Beiming felt that the temperature under his hands was still rising, he didn't dare to delay any longer, pulled the cotton cloth on the shore, washed the person in the water, and quickly carried him out of the water.

Song Beiming's worry had already overwhelmed other reactions.

He put Yanxi on the wooden couch.After drying his body, he was sweating again. Song Beiming wiped off Yan Xi's new sweat with hot water, and patiently wiped it with cold water several times.

Then he sank into the cold mountain spring water with the person in his arms.

With the transition, Yan Xi didn't feel uncomfortable when he entered the cold water, he sighed softly, and stretched his body.

Song Beiming heard this, and said with a wry smile: "My little ancestor, don't add fuel to my fire at this time."

Yan Xi raised her teary eyelashes to look at him.

Being soaked in cold water, Yan Xi's high fever receded a little bit, and his sanity was finally cleared up a little.

Rong was burning him, and he felt that he could even boil cold water. This kind of scorching heat was something he had never experienced before, and what was even weirder was that Rong was still rising.

If the burning continued like this, he didn't die in the battle, and he was about to be burned by Rong.

Yan Xi unconsciously got closer and pressed against each other, and they met honestly under the water.

Yan Xi begged him somewhat confusedly: "Meng Ze, I want to die..."

Song Beiming wiped Yan Xi's face with cold water on a handkerchief, leaned against his lips and asked, "You need to rest now, can you?"

Yan Xi chased Song Beiming's lips and said, "Anyway, it's you who used the force... I'll trouble you—"

The next moment he finally got his wish and was restrained.

When Song Beiming saw that Yan Xi was covered in blood, he wanted to say goodbye to him; when he picked up Yan Xi, he found that his body was exhausted, so he told himself to be Liu Xiahui tonight.

However, that beautiful Shura who can chop people with a knife is begging me pitifully!

Song Beiming leaned over and said, "Wei Yu, I'm coming."

Yan Xi raised her throat and responded softly, "En."

The cold spring water was pouring in and out continuously, taking away the newly rising temperature, Yan Xi was becoming more comfortable, no longer frowning, and relaxed in a half-asleep and half-awake state.Unconsciously, he seemed to have let go of his guard, no more fighting and planning, and innocently relied on Song Beiming.

Song Beiming didn't dare to forget his form, and kept observing Yan Xi's state, coaxing people softly.After two times, under the appeasement of "Ku", "Rong" finally stopped climbing and became docile.Yanxi's body temperature dropped slightly, but it didn't drop drastically like before. It still had an abnormal fever like a patient's.

Song Beiming withdrew decisively, washed the man in the water, wiped his sweating forehead in the cold water, thought for a while, and carried him ashore.

Yan Xi chased him uncomfortably, and started talking nonsense.

Song Beiming got closer, only to hear him repeatedly saying "I want to go home" and "I want to take an exam", and the broken words were mixed with groans and sobs, as if he was extremely wronged and couldn't be coaxed well.

Song Beiming thought for a moment, turned around, took the dagger, and slashed his wrist.

He put his finger on Yan Xi's red lips, spread his fingers apart, and poured blood into it.

Yan Xi's "Rong" finally cooled down.

Yan Xi finally stopped pestering her and fell into a deep sleep.

Song Beiming wiped off the last drop of sweat for him, Yan Xi's body was finally refreshed.

Song Beiming breathed a sigh of relief, put away the handkerchief, and dressed him up.He looked at this pretty face that could easily seduce people and asked, "Go home? Where is your home?"

Yan Xi was already in a deep sleep, she didn't even talk in her sleep, so naturally she wouldn't respond to him.

Only one lamp was lit in the cave, and Song Beiming tied the wound on his wrist tightly with cloth strips, and sat in the dark, looking at the defenseless man and his pitifully exposed white neck.

Song Beiming thought, he was so cruel that he could kill people in one go.

Judging from the saber technique Yan Xi used and the assassination that was so troublesome and alarming, it is actually not difficult to guess who "Xuan Yin" is.

And this person is extremely smart, he must also know that he has been exposed, but he followed him to this kind of wilderness alone.

Song Beiming sank in the dark, put the dagger back into his boots, and went to clean Yan Xi's Liushuang knife.

This knife looks light, but it is heavy in the hand, only slightly lighter than his sad wind.Being able to carry this kind of knife, but acting cute and pitiful, Song Beiming thought, I must have really met a painted skin who eats people's hearts.

At the end of Chou Shi, when he came out of the cave with someone on his back, he heard that Yan Xi had fallen asleep. He looked at the undulating mountains and rivers outside, and then looked back at the cave.

The carriage picked them up at the foot of the mountain, and when they boarded the carriage, Yan Xi fell asleep in Song Beiming's arms for another half an hour.

At Yinshizheng, Fang Xun knocked on the door to wake Yan Xi up, Yan Xi found himself alone in the carriage, opened the door and went out, unexpectedly stopped outside the Meridian Gate.

As soon as he appeared, countless pairs of eyes who were observing the green cloth carriage hurriedly looked away, and everyone lowered their heads.

Yan Xi walked over, and many of the passing officials greeted him embarrassedly.

"..." Yan Xi looked at these people's embarrassment in bewilderment, and couldn't help feeling embarrassed for them.

He more or less knew that the battle last night would lead to speculation, and judging from everyone's performance, the changes in people's hearts were a bit beyond his imagination.

He couldn't think about it last night. At this time, he responded gracefully to everyone's overtures, and quickly analyzed in his mind: the level, number and cooperation of the killers from Xuanzhai exceeded the scope of one family, although Yan Xi couldn't guess who it was.The chief envoy, but it is certain that this is a joint coup d'état.And with his identity, he became the target of the coup d'état, it was almost certain - his identity was exposed.

With so many officials looking at him like this today, the news last night must have swept the entire Jingdu.

I just don't know how many people know about it now.

After figuring out this verse, he knew exactly what to do, and stood in his proper place in the row.

The left servant of the Ministry of War in front of him didn't come today for some reason, Zhou Yu, Shangshu of the Ministry of War, saw him, and greeted him with a smile: "Master Xuan, you are here."

This Zhou Yu was the one who met people most of the time, flattered the chief, and put on airs to the people below. He had never been so warm to Yan Xi.

Yan Xi was greeted by the other party's sudden warm voice, she got goosebumps all over her body, and replied with a stiff smile: "I have met Lord Shangshu."

Unexpectedly, when he greeted him, Zhou Yu turned pale with fright, embarrassed and respectful: "Master Xuan, you are too polite, I am too busy to take care of you, please forgive mewhat."

In the officialdom, it would be nice for Shangfeng to talk to Xiafeng calmly, but Zhou Yu is so flattering, this flattery is already very obvious.

Yan Xi was stunned for a moment, then glanced around at the sneaky scrutinizing gazes, and was startled for a moment, realizing that his previous judgment might still be conservative.

He froze on the spot, and returned to Zhou Yu with some embarrassment: "Shangshu Zhou is being polite."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly thought of the deserted carriage that woke up. He hurriedly raised his head to look ahead, only to see Song Beiming's wheelchair parked in the second place of the general, and Song Yuexiao, who was in the first place, was bowing his head and talking to Song Beiming.

An expert like Song Yuexiao has so keen five senses, as soon as she is watched, she responds to Yan Xi's gaze.

She was wearing a bright red robe from the first-rank Jianwei general with gold embroidered lions, standing at the head of the general, nodding to Yan Xi from afar.

Yan Xi bowed back respectfully, watching what Song Yuexiao said to Song Beiming, but Song Beiming didn't look back.

Yan Xi withdrew his gaze.

The true and false between him and Song Beiming, which he has been too lazy to think about, was cut open at this moment.

Yan Xi couldn't stand this sudden change for a while, he pressed his eyelashes to make himself indifferent, but all he could think about was the gentleness of Song Beiming hugging him, keeping him away, coaxing him to drink blood in the hot spring cave.

Standing in the ranks of the Ministry of War, Yan Xi listened to Zhou Yu's ingratiating greetings from time to time, and responded decently without much effort. When she looked up again, she thought of looking for Shang Baiheng.

Shang Baiheng was behind him, he did not deliberately avoid contact with him today, he was looking in his direction.As soon as Yan Xi turned her head, the eyes of the teacher and the student met.

Yan Xi blinked inquiringly: Is your identity exposed?

Shang Baiheng shook his head, then nodded again: Almost.

Yan Xi understood, turned around, and slowly closed her eyes.

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After the picket censor's attendance was over, the Meridian Gate opened wide, and the Zoutian Temple appeared in sight with lights and festoons.

Seeing this scene, the officials made a burst of admiration and whispered among themselves, and their speculative eyes turned to Yan Xi again.

Yan Xi didn't care about such stares, he heard the eunuch in front shouting to see him, and followed the team forward with a wooden face.

The wheelchairs of Song Yuexiao and Song Beiming passed by first. Yan Xi kept staring at Song Beiming's bloody red court clothes.

"Five years ago, Song Beiming tried to kill me twice." Yan Xi thought, "Maybe it's even worse now than before."