Seeing Di Xin's movements, Song Qianwei quickly stood up, put up the pillow, and then helped Di Xin sit up.
"Gu is not that fragile!"
Di Xin smiled helplessly, but did not reject Song Qianwei's action.
After Di Xin sat down, his upper body was exposed outside the quilt, and his left arm was also exposed.
At that time, the Dashi soldier's knife was aimed at Di Xin's neck. Although Di Xin did not dodge completely, he also avoided the vital part.
The result was that Di Xin's left arm was completely severed from the shoulder.
So Di Xin's left arm is now empty, with only a bandage covering the incision.
But underneath the bandage, the wound had actually healed and scabbed.
Noticing the slight discomfort caused by the missing left arm, Di Xin couldn't help but sigh.
For martial arts cultivators, the improvement of their cultivation level not only increases their attack power and agility, but also their defensive abilities.
Logically speaking, the physical strength of the Xiantian Grand Master cannot be cut off by an ordinary person with an ordinary long knife.
Not to mention that this ordinary person has reached a state of exhaustion.
Yet it still happened.
The reason is that Emperor Xin wants to run out of oil even more.
For ordinary people, they cannot perfectly mobilize the strength of their bodies, so although there are limits, most of these limits are within the range of what the body can bear.
But this is not the case for martial arts cultivators who have already embarked on the path of spiritual practice.
As their cultivation level increases, they become more able to control their own power.
Therefore, the exhaustion of martial arts practitioners is completely different from the exhaustion of ordinary people.
The exhaustion of martial arts represents the continuous squeezing of the body's potential.
After fighting day and night, Di Xin not only consumed the stored Qi and blood, he also used the Qi and blood used to maintain the health of the body.
As his energy and blood were depleted, his body became increasingly empty.
Therefore, at the last moment of the battle, although he could still move his body, his physical strength was so weak that an ordinary person could cut off his arm.
As the saying goes, too much is never enough.
A slight overspending will only bring a period of discomfort, but excessive overspending may cause permanent damage.
As for Di Xin's forced overdraft without even caring about the source, the probability of leaving sequelae should be 100%.
Even if the cultivation base is not completely destroyed, the realm will definitely drop a lot.
However, under the military doctor's examination just now, Di Xin showed no signs of overdraft on his body except for his left arm that could not be reattached.
It was as if the person who had lost his true origin at that time was not him.
…
Di Xin looked at the place where he had lost his left arm and sighed. This scene completely fell into Song Qianwei's eyes.
She didn't know what Di Xin was thinking, but she understood that his comfort just now was just a forced smile.
Yes, who can see that he has a broken arm and still take it calmly?
Especially since this person is the current Crown Prince, the Crown Prince of Dali, and the future Emperor.
There must be no mutilation in the emperor's body, otherwise it will be regarded as a bad omen.
It is conceivable that when this news is transmitted back to the court, hundreds of officials will inevitably come to remonstrate with Emperor Xin to abolish his position as crown prince. Even if the old emperor wants to support Emperor Xin, he has no way to object.
Song Qianwei returned to Dixin and worked hard to get the position of prince.
Therefore, after seeing that Emperor Xin was about to lose his position as crown prince due to a broken arm, she understood even more how unwilling Emperor Xin must be.
Thinking of this, tears once again appeared on Ben's heroic face, prompting Di Xin to comfort him once more.
After repeatedly ensuring that she really didn't care, Song Qianwei stopped crying.
But judging from the fact that she resisted looking at Di Xin's broken arm, she didn't believe Di Xin's words, she just didn't want him to affect his mood further.
Seeing this, Di Xin had no choice but to persuade him.
The left and right are just clones, and he really doesn't care about missing an arm. In fact, if it weren't for Wu Xinhui's rules, he would be able to grow his left arm back in minutes.
As for the gain or loss of the crown prince's position, it is even less important.
The original fight for the crown prince's position was to gain the power of Dali, and at the same time to eliminate those contenders for realm masters in Dali.
Now that he has the support of the old emperor who has formed an alliance, in fact, even if he loses the position of prince, the power he already holds will not be weakened by half.
After all, the position of prince is just one of the tools for him to achieve his goal, not the goal.
The position of emperor is even less so.
In other words, it was originally one of his early goals, but with the existing alliance with the old emperor, he no longer had to waste time to stabilize the government, and naturally he would not do such thankless things.
He will not become the next emperor of Dali, so the so-called emperor's body cannot be mutilated, and it will not be an obstacle to him.
"but……"
Di Xin asked: "My dear concubine, have the battle reports been sent back to the rear?"
Song Qianwei shook her head, but still said hesitantly: "It seems not yet, but I don't know the specific identity."
Di Xin was stunned for a moment when he heard the answer, and then he understood.
After all, Song Qianwei and Xizi are different. Apart from staying with Di Xin, she has not participated in any affairs in the army, so naturally she does not know these things.
Ask her these things, naturally you won't get accurate answers.
"Invite Commander Andu over later."
"yes!"
Song Qianwei nodded, then suddenly thought of something and said, "Your Highness, are you hungry? Do you want to eat something first?"
Di Xin thought for a moment and nodded: "Okay."
If An Junshan had already sent the battle report back to the rear, then it would be in vain to ask. But if not, after he had woken up, he would not be further away from doing these things, and naturally he would not be in a hurry.
But the deficit of this body is real.
Although the military doctors tried to supplement the body with some nutrients when it was in a coma, it was far from enough.
Not to mention that in order to prevent hidden dangers, Di Xin consumed a lot of energy and blood in his body in the first three days after waking up.
And after Song Qianwei proposed to eat, Di Xin did feel hungry in his belly.
In order to prevent the embarrassing situation of fainting from hunger as soon as you wake up, it is better to eat something first.
Song Qianwei didn't delay either.
After hearing Di Xin's answer, she ran out of the tent and came back with a bowl of porridge and a bowl of noodles a quarter of an hour later.
Considering that Di Xin's arm was inconvenient and there was no third person in the tent, Song Qianwei chose to feed him herself.
Di Xin naturally had no reason to refuse the beautiful woman.