Putting the empty white porcelain bowl gently on the small table beside him, the man took a small piece of handkerchief and wiped away the decoction that slipped from the corner of the old man's mouth bit by bit.
After doing all this, the man leaned over and inserted his hand from the old man's neck, lifted the man up slightly, and with his other hand took away the pillow that was soaked by the concoction flowing out of the corner of his mouth, and replaced it again.
Got a new warm and fluffy pillow.
It wasn't until the old man lay back down again that the whole bed became clean and fresh. The man nodded with satisfaction and said, "That's good."
After saying that, the man turned to look at the maids standing in a row behind him, "Take them all and pack them away."
"Yes." The maids glanced at the man with panic in their eyes, then immediately leaned over to accept the order, and carefully backed out one by one, for fear of making any noise.
They will not forget that since this one came back, three maids have been killed directly because of improper service.
Even one of them, just because he moved too much when he came in, the candle was extinguished by the wind when the curtain was opened.
After the last maid left, the room became even quieter, with only the roaring bonfire in the middle of the accounting room making crackling sounds from time to time.
But soon, someone knocked on the door of the king's tent from outside, and a clear voice came in, "Your Highness, I would like to see Mr. Ge."
The man next to the bed frowned slightly, stood up and walked towards the bonfire, "Come in."
The curtain was opened again, bringing with it a gust of wind. He saw the man inside with his clothes closed and sitting by the bonfire. A trace of bitterness flashed in He Ge's eyes. He turned to the people waiting outside the door and scolded, "You slaves."
, I don’t know how to burn the fire brighter.”
After saying that, he quickly closed the door curtain tightly, turned around and bowed to the man by the bonfire, "He Ge has met His Highness."
"No need to be polite, Mr. He Ge, please sit down." The man glanced at him and pointed to the seat next to him.
After the person sat down, he couldn't help but move back a little because of the hot breath. The man smiled slightly and said in a teasing tone: "If the fire gets louder, I'm afraid this tent will be on fire.
"
The heat coming from the bonfire was beyond what ordinary people could bear, but the man didn't seem to notice it. His hands fell on it, as if there was frost in his body.
When He Ge saw this scene, the expression on his face became more and more distressed, "Your Highness, it is the incompetence of my subordinates that allowed Your Highness to be poisoned and suffer like this."
The man glanced at him, waved his hand, and sneered: "How can I blame you for this? If it weren't for your plan, I would still be freezing in that ice prison."
Upon hearing this, He Ge's face changed, he stood up and knelt down, his knees touched the ground, and even with a thick blanket, he made a "dong" sound, "Your Highness is suffering!"
Looking at his sudden movement, the man was stunned, and finally sighed softly, turned around and stretched out his hand to help the man up, "Mr. He Ge, it doesn't have to be like this."
From Dahui to Qiudi, from the first snowfall, he was locked into an ice prison with nothing but cold.
The poison on his body corroded his internal organs every day;
The bone-chilling cold made his body look like an ice sculpture.
Every day and every night, he thought he was going to die.
But he couldn't die, and he didn't want to die.
Because he remembered that he had a bet with someone.
He must win this bet.
From the first day he was imprisoned in the ice prison, Murong Yunfei visited him day and night and had people feed him poison. During the day, he told him that this was his father's order; at night, he asked him why he was not dead yet.
Until half a month ago, Murong Yunfei suddenly did not come again. Instead, He Ge, covered in blood and holding Wang Ling, came.
He Ge said that the eldest prince Murong Yunfei teamed up with General Shanyue to poison the king in order to usurp the throne. He led the king's bodyguards in a bloody battle, and then rushed into the king's tent, rescued the dying king, and killed him before he passed out.
Get the Wang Ling.
He knew he was saved.
On the day he came out of the ice prison, the heavy snow that had been falling for a whole month suddenly stopped, and the rare sunshine shone on his face. Although he couldn't open his eyes, he was reluctant to close them until two lines of tears burst out of his eyes.
.
He didn't care whether Murong Yunfei was treasonous or not;
How He Ge made Murong Yunfei lose, he didn't ask;
He didn't care who was responsible for his father's dying death;
At that moment, he just wanted to rush to that person and tell her that he won.
He, Murong Chunlai, is not dead.
"Your Highness, be careful!" He Ge just sat down and saw the man in front of him whose sleeves were almost engulfed by the flames because he was too close to the fire. He couldn't help but exclaimed.
The man was brought back from his thoughts by his exclamation. He raised his hand to take back his sleeves and robe, and smiled slightly at the worried-looking man, "Thank you Mr. He Ge. Mr. He Ge has saved Chunlai many times in times of crisis. It's time for Chunlai to make peace with her."
Thank you sir."
"What did His Highness say?" He Ge looked stunned and said respectfully, "If His Highness hadn't come to the rescue back then, He Ge's life would have been lost long ago. He Ge is willing to go up the sword mountain or the sea of fire for His Highness, no matter what.
!”
"You have done enough for me. I know the grievances you have suffered over the years by lurking beside Murong Yunfei for so long." The man shook his head.
"Your Highness is the one who has suffered so much. Don't worry, Your Highness... I will definitely ask Murong Yunfei to hand over the antidote!" Taking a deep breath, a fierce look flashed in He Ge's eyes, "I just didn't expect that he could actually do it.
Seeing his mother's family fall one by one and not letting go."
At that time, he clearly knew that Murong Yunfei was giving medicine to the man in front of him every day to no avail.
Seeing him gritting his teeth like this, the man smiled lightly and said, "Don't bother, the poison will only cause me pain, but it won't kill me."
As he spoke, the man took out an empty white porcelain vase with orchids from his sleeve.
The area where the orchids were reflected had faded slightly, obviously due to someone touching them frequently.
He rubbed it gently with his fingertips, as if he were looking at a rare treasure. Finally, he slowly raised his head and raised the corner of his mouth, "So, tomorrow, I will kill them all."
"Your Highness?" He Ge was startled, with a look of disbelief on his face, "Are you serious? Your poison..."
"I won't joke with my life." The man narrowed his eyes and put the orchid porcelain vase back into his sleeves. His eyes were cold and there was no smile at all. "Let him live for another half month, it's just a matter of time."
Let him watch his closest relatives die in front of him one by one. If I remember correctly, the one you killed last night... was his youngest daughter?"
Looking at the person in front of him, He Ge shuddered inexplicably, "Yes."
"So, it's time." The man smiled warmly, and the coldness on his face disappeared instantly, "Kill him, and you can help me take care of my father. I have to go on a long trip."
"Where are you going, Your Highness?" He Ge was shocked and had a bad intuition.
The man's eyes were half-smiling but not smiling, "The prince of Dahui Kingdom and the princess are getting married. As a younger brother, why should I go and congratulate you, feel a little happy, and get some luck?"