Chapter seven hundred and sixty-eight, the son of the god of fire
Xu Qinghuan was worried about Xu Qingan's injury, so he put on his clothes and walked out of the house immediately. Just like the wounded soldier said, he would not be sent here unless he was seriously injured at this critical time.
Uncle Lei said: "It will be here soon. The prince has sent a message to you not to worry."
Unless she saw her brother, how could she feel at ease, let alone the prince of Shunyang County accompanying her all the way? Thinking of this, Xu Qinghuan went to the city gate to greet him.
"I'm coming."
After waiting anxiously for a long time, Meng Lingyun announced loudly.
"Hurry up, hurry up, the prince is seriously injured, please call Mr. Liao immediately."
The noisy sound came, and Xu Qinghuan couldn't help but tremble in his heart.
The first person to enter the city was Qi Defang. Qi Defang was in good spirits, but he was much thinner than before, and a large piece of armor was missing from his body. The prince, who usually paid the most attention to his appearance, could not care about this now.
Qi Defang couldn't help but be startled when he saw Xu Qinghuan, then he bowed and said, "Grandma, why are you here?" On the way to send Xu Qingan here, he didn't hear that Grandma Song was in Fuyuwei.
"Grandma, the prince is fine. Please go back and rest for a while..."
Xu Qinghuan saw a man being carried towards this side. The man was covered from head to toe in a cloak. Xu Qinghuan ignored Qi Defang's words and walked forward.
"Grandma, don't worry, the prince has been burned by the fire..." Qi Defang caught up again and explained.
My brother was burned by the fire, no wonder it happened like this.
Xu Qinghuan couldn't imagine what her brother looked like at this time. He must have been seriously injured, otherwise he would have taken off his cloak to meet her when he heard the sound.
Her mind went blank, she reached out and grasped the cloak, then waved her hand to lift it off.
Qi Defang couldn't bear to close his eyes.
A burnt smell hit my face.
There was a man lying on the board, most of his bun was burned, his clothes were disheveled, and he looked as gray as an egg that had just been taken out of the stove, with green smoke still rising from his body.
Then the humanoid thing moved, raised its head and showed its white teeth: "Sister, why are you... here."
Xu Qingan lay on the wooden board, holding his cloak tightly on his buttocks, looking at Xu Qinghuan with a miserable expression, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead.
Zhang Zhenren plotted against him and did not tell him that his sister was here, otherwise he would not be able to come to Fu Yuwei to treat his injuries. If his sister saw him like this, the image of his brother that he had worked hard for for many years was instantly destroyed.
Xu Qinghuan was still stunned, but his previous worries immediately dissipated a lot.
Her brother was really burned, but not as seriously as she thought.
"Sister." Xu Qing'an swallowed, "Why don't you stay away and wait until my brother has freshened up before I see you." Injury is a small matter, but disobedience is a big deal. He can only work hard to regain his respect now.
Xu Qinghuan said: "Even after washing, my brother's hair is gone."
Xu Qing'an felt a pain in his heart. He had been thinking all the way that if his hair was not saved, the wedding might be postponed. He had clearly planned well before, but now it was all disrupted by the fire. How could he not feel sad.
The most frightening thing is that he hurt his butt and still can't express his grievances to sister Zhen.
Xu Qing'an suddenly felt a burning pain in his face and butt.
Mr. Liao hurried over and hurriedly checked Xu Qing'an's injuries. Mr. Liao breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there was no danger of life, and Xu Qinghuan was completely relieved.
After the fire in Fengyang, my brother really regarded himself as the god of fire.
"Sister," Xu Qing'an saw that his sister was about to leave, and immediately thought of one thing. Let's talk about it in this situation, "I went deep into the enemy camp to light a fire, and almost didn't escape. At that time, I thought... I can't
Damn it, I can't worry about my sister."
Xu Qinghuan's nose felt sore when she heard this. When she saw her brother's injuries, she knew that he must have been in danger before. Fortunately, he was fine. She hurriedly walked away so that Mr. Liao could treat his injuries.
Xu Qingan continued: "My sister is pregnant now. As an uncle, I cannot just leave a book to my nephew. It is because of this belief that I escaped."
Qi Defang, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but stepped forward and wanted to persuade Xu Qing'an to stop as soon as he could. These two words had already taken effect.
Xu Qinghuan said nothing. Based on her understanding of her brother, his next words were the most important.
Xu Qing'an continued: "I told myself that if I can escape death this time, I will definitely tell my sister what's on my mind."
"Sister, please come closer." Xu Qingan shook his hand weakly.
Xu Qinghuan took two steps forward.
Xu Qingan seemed to be trying his best to smile, and his voice became weaker and weaker: "I... I am very attached to the child in my sister's belly. After knowing that my sister was pregnant, I dreamed of accompanying my nephew to study. Can my sister think about letting this child in the future?
Don’t have a surname of Song..." Follow your surname of Xu.
Before the next words were spoken, Xu Qinghuan said: "Okay."
Xu Qing'an was startled and almost jumped up from the board. His nephew's surname was Xu, and he was from the Xu family. When he took his nephew out to the wild world, Song Chengxuan had nothing to do with him.
The face of Yong Ye next to him suddenly darkened. He knew that the prince would not say anything nice. He had previously smeared the young master's face, and now he was trying to steal someone from the young master.
Xu Qing'an said: "Sister, didn't you lie to me?" Happiness comes so easily that people can't believe it.
Qi Defang didn't expect Grandma Song to agree so happily, but he soon understood that of course the child's surname was not Song, but Qi. After all, Grandma Song was the most powerful.
Xu Qinghuan nodded: "Brother, let's take a rest after what we have said!" If it weren't for the scars all over his body... In short, we would wait until he recovers from his injuries. Anyway, the days are long.
Seeing Xu Qinghuan leave, Xu Qing'an lay down again proudly, but soon he looked painful: "Please ask Mr. Liao to apply medicine for me!" He pretended to be relaxed in front of his sister, but now he couldn't help it anymore.
Mr. Liao shook his head and sighed, this prince was different from others even when he was injured.
Xu Qing'an waited until there was no one else in the room before he cried out in pain: "Mr. Liao, please slow down, nothing will happen to my ass."
A cold feeling came on his butt, and the previous pain was much lessened. Xu Qingan felt like he was alive again: "Mr. Liao, am I going to have a big scar on my butt?"
Mr. Liao stroked his beard and said: "If it's treated in time, it should be fine."
"Can the injury be cured and the scar left?" Xu Qing'an asked.
Mr. Liao was surprised: "Why is the prince doing this?"
"This is proof of my meritorious service. Let's see who dares to spank me again."
Mr. Liao only thought it was ridiculous. Just when he was about to talk to Xu Qing'an again, he started snoring loudly in the room and Xu Qing'an had already fallen asleep.
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Jinyue Khan was riding on his horse, looking at the Luqu River not far away. This was originally a good opportunity, but he did not expect that he could not break the city for a long time, and the Tatar tribes had gradually lost confidence in him.
He finally managed to secure his position in the Tatars. Once he loses too many troops, he may be swallowed up by other tribes. Moreover, Li Xu is dead, and it will be difficult to achieve anything without anyone to cooperate with him.