When he returned to the human world, it was already three days later. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the top of Ge Lanzhou's head. She held his hand and rested beside his bed. When he moved slightly, she suddenly woke up.
"Are you awake?" Ge Lanzhou was still confused. After regaining consciousness, he called the military doctor in.
The military doctor first checked his wounds and then checked his pulse. His expression turned from serious to relaxed. Finally, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Your Majesty, the emperor is really fine this time."
He said he wanted to take a lunch break before, and he slept for three days. No matter what method Ge Lanzhou tried, he couldn't wake him up. This frightened everyone, especially the military doctor. He thought he had taken the wrong medicine, and he hadn't dared to sleep for three days.
I was afraid that Ge Lanzhou might not decide when to order his execution.
Li Jiahe had just finished cooking porridge, and when he heard that Xinglan had woken up, he brought it in. The two locked eyes, and Xinglan seemed to have a thousand things to say. After Ge Lanzhou went out to do other things, he hurriedly called Li Jiahe.
Beside him, he lowered his voice and asked, "How do you feel about the emperor?"
Li Jiahe was confused and her face felt slightly hot: "It's just... not bad."
Xinglan slapped her palm hard and said, "Then don't stay here anymore. Go back to heaven and go to the emperor to guard him. As for the medicine to nourish your soul, I will try my best to find it."
Li Jiahe was confused by what he said: "What do you mean?"
Xinglan sighed heavily, "The red thread between you and the Emperor is about to be broken. If the last thread doesn't light up, you two will never be able to be together."
For some reason, she suddenly remembered the look he gave her when she and Qiao Tingnian went to find him in front of Wuji Island. She didn't know how to define that look before, but when she heard Xinglan say this, she suddenly realized that
The eyes are those of a superior looking at all living beings without any emotion.
She sighed, "I can't see him now when I go back. He is different from before, as you know."
Xinglan said: "I know, I know, but he is not targeting you. Although he is hurt, it is not amnesia. He likes you so much, and he should treat you differently. If you stay with him, maybe he can speed up his relationship with you."
The speed of repair, as long as the soul is restored, everything will be easy to say."
Li Jiahe sounded a little awkward: "Is there still a situation where Qingpo can't be recovered?"
"That's not true. Sooner or later, he will recover. But although his love will recover, he only has one red thread. If it is broken, it will never be reconnected. You must not seduce him next to him.
Let the line break.”
Li Jiahe has been holding his forehead for such a long time, but his words are still so wild.
"What about you? When will you go back?"
Mentioning this matter, he sighed faintly: "I escaped death, but I can't escape punishment. After the trial of God Lord Lishou, I should know what I should do. I'll just hang around like this for the next few days."
The soldiers outside the door were coming and going, and they were very busy.
Zhehu has just been recovered, and the follow-up matters of their tribe's surrender need to be dealt with. In addition, Xinglan is injured and cannot rush, so Ge Lanzhou is not in a hurry to return to Kyoto. Everyone performs their duties to deal with the aftermath of this war. Logically speaking, Ge Lanzhou will take care of the matter.
She can just leave it all to her, but for some reason, whenever she is free, her chest becomes severely clogged, so she does everything she can think of by herself. After being busy for days, she really has no time to think about anything else.
She shuttled through various cities of the Zhehu tribe, with her old subordinates following her, saying worriedly: "Your Majesty, please rest. You haven't slept for three days. Just leave these things to me. Look at you."
If you continue to look like this, it will be over."
She waved her hand: "It doesn't matter."
She had survived dozens of days of fighting before, but now it was only a few days, so there was no need to worry about it.
"Your Majesty!" the old subordinate said sadly, "If you look like this, the general will not be able to rest in peace even if he is watching from heaven!"
Ge Lanzhou paused, and the fact that she had been avoiding was mentioned again, and that feeling of emptiness came to her heart again. Although the days seemed no different, she always felt that something was missing.
Seeing that she didn't speak, the old subordinate sighed heavily: "The death of the general in battle is a loss for our Qi Dynasty. All the ministers are heartbroken, but only by consolidating the country and ensuring peace can we be worthy of the general fighting to the death, instead of consuming ourselves like you!"
He pushed Ge Lanzhou back into the house.
There was no light in the room. She sat by the bed, her eyes suddenly became dry, and she buried her face in her hands. She asked herself, was she sad? Not really, but she just felt very lost.
In the evening, Xinglan, who had not seen her until now, dragged a small trolley filled with wine jars over to find her. He kicked open the door and saw Ge Lanzhou sitting beside the bed like a statue in a daze.
He walked over and handed her a jar of wine without saying a word, "Come on, we haven't had a drink together yet. We won't come home until we're drunk tonight."
When she was at the border, the army strictly prohibited drinking. She subconsciously wanted to scold him. When she looked up, she saw the worry that could not be hidden in his eyes. All the words were swallowed back. She took it and took a sip of wine. The strong drink entered.
The throat is warmed from the mouth to the lower abdomen. When the body is warm, the heart seems to be enriched.
She asked Xinglan, "Where did you find the wine?"
"I went to Xiliang River at that time." Xinglan didn't have a playful smile for the first time.
She felt a little strange: "Are you worried?"
Xinglan froze while drinking, but he quickly covered it up, "What can I have on my mind? My only concern is that I have no children."
Ge Lanzhou glared at him, "Stop farting."
After speaking, he took the wine from his hand and said, "You are still injured, so you can't drink."
Xinglan raised his hands to avoid her snatching, but Ge Lanzhou used too much force and threw herself directly into his arms. Just as she was about to sit up, Xinglan tightened her arms.
Ge Lanzhou warned him: "Take your claws away."
Xinglan made up her mind not to let go, "Don't move, I haven't even hugged you properly."
This was the first time the two of them drank together, and it might also be the last time.
"You have something to hide from me." Ge Lanzhou said firmly.
Feeling her warm breath on his neck, he felt a little distraught, but still said stubbornly: "No, come on, drink." This chapter has been completed!