Chapter 3 Prince Xuan, don't kill me
Xiaotao rushed over to save him, but was knocked unconscious by his backhand with a sword sheath.
Yun Xihe tried hard to raise his head, and when he saw the handsome and cold face, he instantly widened his eyes, it turned out to be him!
The seventh prince of Dashun, the youngest brother of the emperor today, her fiancé's uncle, King Xuan, and Qin Xuanling!
Of course she recognized him!
After hearing from his father Yun Lie that Qin Xuanling was six years old and was extremely brave on the battlefield. He was once named the God of War by the enemy. He was originally the favorite son of the late emperor, but later he lost the opportunity to ascend the throne because of his strange disease and was very weak.
Yun Xihe remembers that when Chu Sheng led his troops into the capital of Dashun in his previous life, Emperor Dashun abandoned the city and fled, but King Xuan Qin Xuanling guarded the city gate to death, and was eventually penetrated by thousands of arrows and died standing!
Now, Prince Xuan is still standing in front of him and killing people, and she feels very sad.
The bloody smell in the nose became more and more intense, and Qin Xuanling seemed to be a little dazed, but when he pinched her hand, the force gradually became stronger. The suffocation of the devastating feeling made her step into the gate of hell again with one foot.
Yun Xihe didn't bother to think anymore, pulled his wrist hard and said with difficulty: "I...my father is Yun Lie!"
She remembered that her father had blocked an arrow for Qin Xuanling on the battlefield.
Sure enough, as soon as she said this name, Qin Xuanling's murderous intent that was irritable and raging all over her body became weaker.
He looked straight at the cold phoenix eyes without malicious intentions, and felt that she had no ability to fight back, so the force on his hand hesitated and let go.
"Ahem!!"
Yun Xihe hurriedly took a step back, covered her chest with her hands, and the fresh air entered her lungs again, and she breathed in big mouthfuls.
"Are you a lady from the Yun family?" Qin Xuanling asked with the scabbard in his hand: "Where are from the wilderness, why do you appear here?"
"Xihe of Yun's family, I have seen His Highness Xuan." Yun Xihe finally breathed and gave a happy gift, "The weather is good today, so I went to Dukong Temple with my sister to burn incense."
When Qin Xuanling heard this, he looked at her with disgust and snorted coldly: "Silly, what's the use of asking Gods and worshiping Buddha?"
After all, he is the God of War Prince who fought on the battlefield, and his life is earned from the tip of the knife bit by bit. He has always felt that it is better to rely on himself than anything else.
Yun Xihe was anxious to go on a road trip, but he didn't know what to do with him: "Yes, yes, the prince is right. It's important for the minister to go on a road trip, so I won't bother the prince."
As he said that, he pulled Xiaotao up and continued running forward.
Qin Xuanling didn't say anything. Looking at her back running away, she couldn't stand. The scabbard in her hand slid, and she slowly slid down the tree trunk and sat on the ground. He took out a bottle of Jinchuang medicine from his arms, and began to pull open his clothes with difficulty.
After a while, Yun Xihe's face turned pale and returned the same way: "Prince Xuan, why didn't you tell me that there is a cliff ahead..."
Before she finished speaking, she couldn't help but take a breath.
Qin Xuanling was very injured, with a sword wound almost penetrated around his waist. The blood flowed out dyed his light-colored brocade robe red from his waist. Despite this, it did not affect his noble, cold and arrogant charm at all.
He threw out a sentence without raising his head, "You have never asked me."
Yun Xihe immediately choked, looked at him steadily, and suddenly calmed down.
Her head was spinning fast. Although Qin Xuanling was a little cold and arrogant, he was brave and resourceful, with integrity and blood. In his previous life, he was the only person who could compete with Chu Sheng until the end. If he could cooperate with him, he would not only be able to add wings to the road to revenge, but also prevent the tragedy of Dashun's destruction of the country from happening again.
She suddenly felt that when she met him at this moment, it must be God's chance of winning that she gave her!
She looked around and quickly pulled out a few herbs to stop bleeding and went forward to help him, but he blocked his hand.
Qin Xuanling looked like she was keeping people from thousands of miles away: "Men and women are not allowed to get along with each other."
Yun Xihe broke away from him and gritted his teeth and said, "...... It's in broad daylight, your life is almost gone! I'm not afraid of a girl's family, and I don't know what you are doing?" As he said that, he kneaded the herbs in his hand and applied them to his wounds."
Although she had the intention of pleasing, she was a doctor after all, and there was nothing embarrassing or not in her eyes.
There was finally a slight fluctuation of doubt on Qin Xuanling's face, "Do you know how to use medical skills?"
Yun Xihe nodded, and the movements in her hands remained unstoppable. In her previous life, in order to save her adopted son who was infected, she knelt for thousands of miles to become a disciple of the miracle doctor in the martial arts world. Her knees were ulcerated and she learned the medical skills of treating bones by the dead. Now, what is the point of bandaging an external trauma?
But these were unexplained, so she just casually said: "I learned from the medical girl in the house."
He was injured on his waist, and she had to kneel on his legs and bandage it. Her fingertips were cold, and when they touched his skin, they felt itchy. As they inhaled and breathed, their breath gradually entangled.
Yun Xihe's movements were gentle and neatly bandaged, and she felt more and more that Qin Xuanling was really good-looking.
His skin is cold and white, his facial features are beautiful, his sword eyebrows are raised, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes cannot block the cold and sharp light in his eyes. His high nose bridge and thin lips are slightly pursed, making people feel cold on their backs inexplicably.
Yun Xihe tried hard to calm his mind, "The prince's injuries were all skin injuries. If the medicine was bandaged, it would be fine. When you return home, let the doctor suture it for you, so that it would be better soon."
And..." She said carefully, "Prince, although Hanbing can temporarily relieve the symptoms in your body, it is not the root cause. You should take care of your health."
She just thought about the rumors of "strange disease" on him, and took advantage of the bandage to touch his wrist.
His pulse seems to be the same as that of ordinary people, but he is faintly disordered and weak, restless and weak, which is clearly a sign of the deep poisoning. However, on the other hand, the cold air in his body is too heavy, which is clearly a deposit caused by forced suppression.
If it continues for a long time, his body will slowly be dragged down.
When Qin Xuanling heard this, he narrowed his eyes and looked at her with a little more danger and scrutiny.
Although she spoke implicitly, he understood. She already knew about his poisoning, "Can you diagnose it?"
He was clearly asking calmly, but there was a little danger in the air.
He has indeed been attracted to Xiliang's harnessing Gu for many years.
He has been having chest tightness and breathing all year round, and his whole body is painful when the poison is fired. His temperament is crazy and uncontrollable. After that, he is sleeping. In recent years, he gradually feels that he is not even walking smoothly. He has been trying to treat it, but this poison is very strange and ordinary doctors can't even sense it from the pulse.
A few years ago, I finally met a doctor who understood and said that regularly soaking in ice buckets can temporarily inhibit toxicity, but it still cannot be solved.
But how could Yun Xi and a noble lady who grew up in a deep courtyard understand such a rare poison?
"Prince Xuan, don't kill me!"
Yun Xihe could see his eyes changing, his eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and he raised his foot and kicked the sword he threw on the ground far away.
If she wants to live, she has to let him live, let alone die at his hands.
Chapter completed!