Gu An and others have gathered at the palace where Zhao Qubing rested.
"Sick Yangzi, how do you feel?" Xiao Qianming asked quickly as soon as he entered the door.
Zhao Qubing's face turned pale, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "I feel okay."
"It's okay? Your face is paler than before, and you actually say it's okay?"
Xiao Qianming looked at Xiao Yuhan who was standing aside: "Father, what is the condition of Sick Yangzi now?"
"Fortunately, we have divine weapons to protect us. It's almost done. The true energy has returned to calm, and there are no signs of damage to the five internal organs. But even so, it will take some time to recover."
Xiao Yuhan found out the pulse for Zhao Qubing and said.
Hearing this, everyone in the room couldn't help but relax.
"As long as it's okay..."
"Don't worry, with the divine soldiers protecting me, I won't die that easily." Zhao Qubing said with a smile.
"Okay, now that you've seen it, let's go out and leave more time for Qu Bing to rest." Xiao Yuhan said at this time.
Everyone nodded and turned around to go out.
Before Zhongxin left, his eyes flashed with golden light and he took a deep look at Zhao Qubing.
Soon, only Xiao Yuhan and Zhao Qubing were left in the room.
The smile on Zhao Qubing's face slowly disappeared, his throat felt sweet, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.
"Ahem!"
"Your physical condition is actually very bad now. Shenbing has grown up with you since you were young. He has been behind you since you were able to carry it.
The rash use of divine weapons this time has damaged the Qi machine, and it will be difficult to recover it."
Xiao Yuhan said in a deep voice.
Zhao Qubing's physical condition was actually very bad, but before Gu An and the others came, Zhao Qubing asked Xiao Yuhan to conceal the true condition of his body in order to prevent Gu An and the others from worrying.
"Actually, I'm very curious. In that situation, it was indeed the time to use the magic weapon, but you knew you were not in good health.
Why not let Qian Ming and Yun Long use the magic weapons?"
After a moment of silence, Zhao Qubing smiled bitterly and said: "I have been in poor health since I was a child. If it weren't for the magic soldiers hanging me up, I would have died long ago.
Even so, in recent years, I have felt that my physical condition has been declining day by day. I am afraid that without the magic weapon, I will only be around for ten years at most.
Yunlong and Qianming have always been in good health and will be able to do more for Daqian in the future.
So I used the magic weapon before them."
Xiao Yuhan looked at Zhao Qubing and was silent for a long time. Then he stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder: "Oh, I'm sorry for you, child.
My health is not good to begin with, but I still have to support the huge Zhao family and bring glory to our country."
Zhao Qubing shook his head, cupped his hands and said, "I, Zhao Qubing, have something to ask of Your Majesty."
"explain."
…
Takebe.
Gu An was walking back to the yard.
Now that Zhao Qubing has woken up, he can prepare to pack up his things and enter the demon battlefield.
As soon as he turned the corridor, Gu An saw a figure in a white robe standing at the door of his courtyard from a distance.
Zhao Teng...
"Zhao Teng, are you here to see me?"
Gu An stepped forward and asked.
Zhao Teng said calmly: "Not bad."
"Why don't you come in and sit for a while? If you have anything to do, sit down and talk slowly." Gu An opened the courtyard door and took Zhao Teng into the pavilion.
The two of them sat opposite each other at the stone table.
"What's the matter with you looking for me?"
Hearing Gu An's question, Zhao Teng slowly said: "How is he...?"
Gu An was stunned for a moment, and quickly realized that he was asking about Zhao Qubing.
"His Majesty said that his health is fine, but I don't know the specific situation."
Zhao Teng nodded, said oh, and started drinking the tea on the table.
Seeing Zhao Teng's appearance, Gu An asked tentatively: "Since you also care about him, why don't you go to the palace to see him in person?"
On the way back, Xiao Qianming said angrily that during the past few days when Zhao Qu was in coma, Zhao Teng, his brother, had not even visited him once.
"No, I only care about the members of my Zhao family; as the head of the Zhao family, he has no heirs yet. If something goes wrong at this time, the brothers from the collateral family will not let this opportunity go."
Zhao Teng said calmly.
Hearing Zhao Teng's answer, Gu An smiled and said nothing.
He had also heard about the Zhao family from people all over the capital.
When the ten-year-old Zhao Qubing came to power quickly, several clan members from the side clan really planned to fight for power to correct themselves.
However, the old man of the Zhao family who was in retreat temporarily left the retreat and helped Zhao Qubing become the head of the Zhao family.
Maybe he himself thought that he was old and didn't have many good years to live, so he resorted to means to take back all the power that the collateral clan could use and handed it over to Zhao Qubing.
Over the years, the Zhao family's descendants may have lived the most comfortable but also the most unsatisfactory lives among the princes and nobles in Shangjing City.
Therefore, Gu An thought Zhao Teng's reason was poorly used.
He obviously cares, but he refuses to say it out loud.
Both brothers are the same.
On the way to the demon battlefield, Xiao Qianming couldn't stop talking during the break. He told Gu An many interesting stories about his visit to the capital.
This also includes Zhao Qubing’s constant whipping of Zhao Teng.
After getting the result he wanted, Zhao Teng quickly left Gu An's yard.
However, he also said one thing before leaving, asking Gu An to inform him the next time he goes to the demon battlefield that he also wants to go in and train himself.
When Gu An told him to go tomorrow, he seemed to understand why Gu An's strength improved so quickly.
…
Holy clan, ancestral palace.
The young man Xie Anzhi carried his luggage and said goodbye to the old man.
"Master, this disciple is leaving today. I hope you will take good care of yourself when you are alone."
"Haha, your master, I have lived longer than this old guy. I know how to take care of myself, so just go ahead and go."
The high priest of the Holy Tribe pointed at an old turtle that had lived for more than 40,000 years in the pool nearby and smiled.
Xie Anzhi nodded, turned and left.
When he was about to leave the hall, a word floated behind him.
"It is said that there is a country over there called Qian Country. There are many interesting young people in it. Wherever you go, you may be able to get the answer you want."
"Disciple understands."
Xie Anzhi turned around, bowed, and walked slowly down the mountain.
After Xie Anzhi's figure completely disappeared from sight, the old man came to the pool, and the old turtle automatically crawled to his side.
"Old man, tell me, is this kid An Zhi suitable to inherit my position in the future?"
The old turtle lazily raised his head and glanced at the high priest: "Don't you already have the answer in your heart?"
"Haha, yes." The high priest laughed: "Yes, he looks so much like he did when he was young.
Back then, when I was eighteen years old, I went to the human world to play for a long time.
I met several very important people in my life, people who changed me.
I hope Anzhi can also meet someone who can change him."
The old turtle nodded, turned over lazily, and then turned back again: "It is indeed very similar. I have the same sense of direction as you."
As soon as these words came out, the smile on the high priest's face gradually solidified.