Seeing Yan Qing's hesitation, Gao Li stepped forward and asked for orders: "Little general, please go and see the situation of the marshal. On top of the city tower, I will lead someone to investigate. In the future, the governance of Western Xinjiang will still need to rely on His Highness King Shu.

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Although he said words that made Yan Qing feel relieved, Gao Li felt uncertain in his heart.

Looking at Hongying's condition, we know that the poisonous smoke is unusually toxic.

Even if they go up to the tower, there is no guarantee that they will not be poisoned, let alone Meng Shulan who has been exposed to the poisonous fumes in the secret passage for so long?

Gao Li said that he asked Yan Qing to see Meng Shulan's condition because he was afraid that something would happen to Meng Shulan and that Western Xinjiang would be ungovernable. But in fact, he felt 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 camp, she was a soldier under Yan Qing.

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

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

Thinking about it, Gao Li sighed inwardly.

On the battlefield, life and death are only a matter of seconds, and no one can guarantee whether they will come back alive from the battlefield, so some people would rather keep some worries and words in their hearts than say them out loud.

Even if it is a pity, it is better than leaving the living person to bear everything alone.

Yan Qing looked at Gao Li, his usually clear eyes were confused and dark, like a night without stars and moon.

Gao Li sighed and bowed. No longer waiting for Yan Qing's answer, he made the decision for her. He turned around and led about ten people out of the city gate and climbed up the ladder from the city tower.

"master……"

Hong Ying called out to Yan Qing, who was stunned as he watched Gao Li and others leave.

Yan Qing turned to look at him blankly, with an expression that made Hong Ying feel unbearable.

He still remembered that the last time he saw his master's expression like this was when he heard that the Marquis and the Crown Prince were burned to death by Xirong and no bones were left.

It is enough to show that in the heart of his master, King Shu is at least as important as the Marquis and the Crown Prince.

Even though he couldn't bear it, Hongying had to remind Yan Qing: "Master, go and have a look."

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

He was afraid that if he continued to linger, the two of them would not even be able to see each other for the last time.

In the end, the one who suffered the most was Yan Qing himself.

Yan Qing looked at Hong Ying, his thin lips twitching a little. He desperately wanted him to take him to see Meng Shulan's condition, but he couldn't say a word or move a step.

Her slender eyelashes were trembling uncontrollably, her throat was rolling, and even her breathing was becoming rapid. Her fingertips dug into her palms, and blood seeped from between her fingers, but she still couldn't move even half a step.

She is afraid.

Among the tens of thousands of troops, Yan Qing, who had never been afraid despite the rain of swords, spears, and swords, went back and forth dozens of times to the Gate of Hell, and walked through the Palace of the King of Hell, was now afraid.

Trembling with fear.

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

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

The man covered in blood and soot, with disheveled hair and disheveled clothes, was leaning against the wall of the tea shed, sitting reluctantly.

The man who was always neatly dressed and smiling sweetly now had a pale face and his eyes were tightly closed.

Standing at the door of the tea shed, Yan Qing seemed to have a huge boulder hanging from her feet, pinning her to the spot. The water in her eyes was as dark as night.

He carefully stretched out his hand, his blood-stained fingertips hesitatingly and tremblingly reaching towards the side of his neck that had been rubbed but was stained.

It wasn't until he felt the weak but beating pulse under his fingertips that Yan Qing let go of his tightly held breath. He tightened his knuckles, firmly but gently supported Meng Shulan's shoulders, slowly lowered his head, and

Buried into his slightly rising chest.

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

Still alive...

Still alive.

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

She is afraid.

She was afraid that if she let go, she would find that this was just a dream.

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

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

Her shoulders were slightly shrugged and trembling slightly.

Everyone thought she was crying.

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

So haggard, yet so tenacious.

"Girl, let the doctor take a look at him."

Bai Shu lowered his voice and spoke, as if any louder words would startle her.

Yan Qing nodded, but refused to let go.

Seeing this, Baizhu lowered his eyes, sighed, and signaled the doctor to come forward and diagnose Meng Shulan's pulse.

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

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

Hongying reminded the doctor from the side.

After adjusting his breath for a while, the poisonous lines on his face had dissipated somewhat.

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

When Mu Lao arrives, it will all be a trivial matter.

"Someone sealed several of his big holes."

Hongying told the doctor one by one about his previous examination, "Someone should give him antidote medicine as soon as possible to delay the spread of poison..."

Otherwise, he wouldn't be alive now.

Hong Ying glanced at Yan Qing and finally swallowed the last sentence.

After listening to Hong Ying's words, the doctor took out a clean brocade handkerchief and wiped Meng Shulan's neck. He saw the wound that had turned auburn and the red poisonous lines spreading like a spider web.

Yan Qing's pupils shrank, and his slightly calm heart tightened again. He raised his hand and quickly pulled open the skirt of Meng Shulan's clothes.

Everyone present took a deep breath.

Densely dense poisonous lines spread from the neck down along the meridians from the shoulder blades to half of Meng Shulan's body.

The poison pattern closest to the heart opening is less than a finger length away.

"this……"

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

Yan Qing bit her lips and teeth tightly, the sweet taste of blood spread in her mouth, and the veins on her delicate neck rose up from trying too hard to restrain her emotions.

It took a long time for Yan Qing to calm down. When Baizhu signaled the doctor to go out and talk in detail alone, he said in a hoarse voice: "Sir, please tell me the truth."

The doctor looked at Yan Qing in embarrassment and then at Baizhu.

Bai Zhu looked at Yan Qing with deep eyes for a while, then finally closed his eyes and nodded to the doctor.
Chapter completed!