Chapter 1282 Peerless Elegance, Nine Thousand Years Old (Seventy-One)

Seeing that there was nothing to do with him, Xiao Qinzi left the camp to intercept everyone outside.

...

Emperor Jing felt that he had a dream.

His soul floated out of his body, floating in the void, unable to settle down at all.

He was the only one in that piece of space, unable to move, without anyone to accompany him.

It's a very powerless feeling.

Time passed, he didn't know how long it had passed.

Maybe one day, maybe ten days, maybe even longer.

Time passed very slowly.

He couldn't get rid of it, so he could only wait quietly.

Until the body has the feeling of falling continuously.

On the simple bed in the main tent of the military camp, a pair of sharp black eyes opened quickly.

Everything that happened before came back to my mind.

Emperor Jing frowned, his face became ugly.

He rushed out of the encirclement with the left-wing army, because the casualties were halved, and he accidentally caught their secret move.

The body got into the Gu worm, he knew that feeling.

But when rushing out, they couldn't stop the journey. Once they stopped, the left wing army would all be killed in battle.

Persisting in the barracks, he couldn't hold on anymore and fell down.

Emperor Jing looked around and found that there was no one in the tent, so he sat up slowly with his arms propped up.

In the middle of the action, Emperor Jing suddenly stopped, and quickly turned to the bed.

This glance made him turn pale with shock.

A woman was lying in the bed.

This person is none other than the person he puts in his heart and has thought about many times on the battlefield.

Emperor Jing hurriedly sat up straight, with a deep light in his eyes.

On the way to and from the border, he naturally knew how hard it was.

This little woman ran over without making a sound. He was not unhappy or moved.

But more is pity each other.

Emperor Jing reached out and touched Mi Youning's face, and saw that the other's face was pale.

Even breathing is a little weak.

Emperor Jing turned his head towards the door and said, "Come here!"

The four maids of honor kept guard outside the door, and when they heard Emperor Jing's summons, they immediately walked into the tent quickly.

"Slaves see the emperor..."

"Slaves see the emperor..."

Liang Chen and Mei Mei approached the bed and knelt respectfully to pay their respects.

"Get up." Emperor Jing kept frowning.

"Why is Ah Jiu like this?" His sharp eyes looked directly at Liang Chen and Mei Mei.

As soon as the two got up, they immediately knelt down again because of Emperor Jing's low and coercive question.

"Your Majesty, Eunuch Ji detoxified you with the help of Imperial Physician Li because you were infected with the death Gu. During the treatment, she lost a lot of blood.

During this process, there was a sneak attack by the enemy, which caused an accident in the detoxification process, and Eunuch Ji re-bleeded and transported it to your body...

Now... Eunuch Ji has not woken up yet, and has been in a coma for two days. "

After listening to Liang Chen and Mei Jing's words, Emperor Jing looked at the bedside.

When he first woke up, he did smell a sweet and greasy smell in the air.

It was the smell of blood. I thought it was a military camp. This smell is normal.

Now he knows he was wrong.

This is not someone else's smell, it is clearly the blood of the little woman beside me.

Just next to the bed and the dull color.

The brown traces on the ground are still obvious.

Emperor Jing couldn't help reaching out to hold the hand of the unconscious person beside him, and held it tightly.

"Tell Doctor Li to come."

"Yes." Liang Chen immediately got up and walked out quickly.

Emperor Jing looked at the pale-faced people around him, with pity and self-blame in his eyes.

They never said like, love words.

Because of her attitude, she is not a sentimental person.