"Ah? Yun, don't be stupid!" Qian Duoduo quickly grabbed her and advised: "If you die and go to accompany Xiao Nanfeng, then I won't be alone."
Hey, what should I do? My Brokeback Mountain, are you dead or alive now? I miss you so much!
Early morning
Yu has been waiting in the city, but there is still no news about Sima Xuanyuan and Xiao Nanfeng. She really can't wait any longer, and is about to go out to search. Suddenly a spy rushes back and reports: "Guard Yu, it's not good, the prince and Xiao Nanfeng
The deputy commander was intercepted and killed by Gongqi at the narrow entrance, and they all died!"
"What did you say?" Yu's face suddenly felt like frost, and she grabbed the soldier's arm: "What about the prince and Deputy Marshal Xiao? How are they?"
The soldier shook his head slowly: "No, no body was found. His whereabouts are still unknown. The prince's wind-chasing horse was found in the woods not far away."
After hearing this, Yu sat down on the chair. The absence of a body meant that the person was not dead yet, so there were only two possibilities, one was that he was captured, and the other was that he escaped.
"Quickly, send someone out to find the whereabouts of the narrow gate, and contact our spies in Gongji to check what's going on there!" Yu was upset. This time he was able to defeat the troops in Gongji. Although Xuannan was temporarily safe, but
This price is too high. Prince and Master, please don’t let anything happen to you.
Here, both Qian Duoduo and Yu were worried about Sima Xuanyuan, but Sima Xuanyuan had been lying in the woods since he fainted, until early in the morning, an old man in his sixties came out to collect firewood and discovered him.
"Young man, young man, how are you?" The old man shook Sima Xuanyuan back and forth, and when he saw him lying motionless on the ground, he discovered the wound on his abdomen.
"Oh, the injury is so serious!" The old man sighed. Seeing that he was wearing Xuannan's armor, he asked with a puzzled face: "Young man, are you a soldier of Xuannan?"
Sima Xuanyuan heard the sound, slowly opened his eyes, and nodded slightly: "Yes!"
After he finished speaking, he fell asleep again in a daze, only to feel someone moving beside him. When he woke up again, he found that he was already lying in a small room.
"Where is this?" Sima Xuanyuan covered his abdomen and moved his body with difficulty, trying to stand up. A girl of fifteen or sixteen years old happened to walk in with a bowl. Seeing him about to get up, she quickly stopped him: "Oh!
, don’t move, the wound will burst if you move it again, the doctor just gave you the medicine, you have to have a good rest!"
The girl grinned, revealing her sweet dimples, then turned her head and shouted outside the room: "Grandpa, he's awake!"
After a while, the old man who had just collected firewood staggered in. Seeing that Sima Xuanyuan was awake, he smiled and said: "Oh, you finally woke up. Come on, drink the medicine. You are so injured, the doctor said.
I need to stay in bed for at least half a month!"
"Old man, you saved me?" Sima Xuanyuan slowly picked up the medicine bowl and drank it. It seemed that this was a private house with a low-rise room, so he knew that their family must not be rich.
The old man nodded and said: "I went to collect firewood in the morning, and I saw you lying on the ground, injured, so I brought you back. But looking at the way you are dressed, I guess you are a soldier!"