MTL - Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort-Chapter 2402 Everything is done, it depends on God's will

The process was indeed long, but he didn't say a word, and carried it down stiffly, but I could hear his sweat dripping on the back of my hand.

After a while, I heard the doctor say, "OK."

After speaking, he took a sigh of relief.

Pei Yuanzhang didn't speak, as if gritted her teeth again, and then said, "Okay."

After speaking, I slowly let go of my wrist.

He kept controlling his strength and didn't really hurt me, otherwise with his strength, it was possible to pinch my wrist, but when he let go, I immediately felt a cold on my wrist, It was his sweat that wet my wrist.

I tentatively stretched out my hand and touched his shoulder, where a thick bandage had been wrapped there, extending from the shoulder to the arm, and on the back of his hand, wrapped tightly.

If it was only the skin trauma caused by the sword, not so much bandaging, I remembered that I had just touched the wound on the back of his hand, and there was a blur of flesh and blood, and I am afraid that he was burned by the flames on those arrows.

I was silent for a long time before I said, "Have you hurt your bones?"

He turned his head, held my hand with the bandaged hand, and said, "Look, it's fine."

"..."

I was silent for a while, slowly withdrew my hand back, and then said, "Then Your Majesty take a good rest. This kind of injury, I can't move this arm anymore recently, so as not to stay heavy."

The doctor also said in a hurry: "Yes, emperor, these days must be rested, daily medicine change, never to move this hand again."

Pei Yuanzhang sighed and said, "I know."

The doctor breathed a long sigh of relief, as if he had retrieved a life, and said, "Then, Wei Chen went down to cure the emperor."

Pei Yuanzhang nodded, and he hurried back out.

As soon as he went out, I stood up, "Your Majesty, take a good rest."

He hurriedly said, "Where are you going?"

"Ye Fei was injured and I have to go over to see his condition."

"..."

He was silent for a while and then said, "Okay, you go."

I nodded and exited the tent.

However, as soon as I quit, I found that I was also in trouble. There was no one here to serve me, and his Mu Ge did not follow. The camp was in chaos. Everyone was doing their jobs. People ignored, and they didn't know where they took Ye Fei.

After a while, I heard a few familiar footsteps come over: "What are you doing here?"

I was busy and said, "Uncle Tiemen, I want to find Ye Fei to see how his injuries are."

"Is that the young man who saved you?"

"Yes, that's him."

"He is in King's account. Come with King."

"it is good."

I hurriedly followed him, and after two steps, he returned to my eyes and couldn't see it. He reached out and took my hand, while walking forward, he said, "Girl, how on earth did you go back? Things, you can make yourself look like this. "

My hand was clenched by his rough big hand, feeling the temperature of his palm, said softly, "Nothing."

He knew I didn't want to say more, sighed, and moved on.

I followed him, stumbled for a while, and suddenly said, "Uncle Tiemen, can I ask you something?"

"what's up?"

"You have spent so many years at sea, is it really worth it?"

"..., why suddenly asked this again?"

"I just suddenly wanted to know that when you did this for your mother, she was entrusted to her, and you have drifted on the sea for so many years, you haven't got anything, and even-for so many years, you have never seen her . "

"..."

"Don't you feel uneasy in your heart?"

He laughed, "What's wrong?"

"..."

"Yeah, for so many years, Wang hasn't even seen her side, even--when she left, Wang missed it."

"..."

"But what she looks like, King remembers it clearly."

I said, "It's been so many years, don't you forget?"

"..."

"The best way to forget someone, is it time soon?"

"Yes, to forget someone, as long as you have time, you can slowly forget it."

"..."

"But that's an ordinary person."

"..."

"Your mother, no."

"..."

I froze, stopped and looked forward. I could see the broad shoulders faintly in the sun, as strong as a mountain, giving a feeling of immovable mountains and seas.

Maybe that's the reason, so my mother entrusted him.

Tiemen Wang looked back at me without speaking, and after a while, I nodded slightly: "I see."

Then, continue to follow him forward.

Soon, he walked into his tent.

As soon as the curtain was lifted, I smelled a strong **** smell coming out of it. It almost smoked me back a step, and I heard the footsteps inside were messy, and someone said, "Be careful."

"Bring the medicine over."

"Bandage, fast!"

It seemed like everyone was busy. I was a bit nervous and wanted to go forward, but the light in the tent was not so good. I couldn't see anything clearly. The King of Iron Mask pulled me and said, "They He's still treating him with wounds and bandaging medicine. If you don't go there, it will cause chaos. "

I can only stand in place.

Listening to the nervous voices of those people, the chaotic footsteps, and then recalling the horrors of when Ye Fei fought with those people, he can almost imagine how much his injury is now. "This kid, it's like being dead."

I was busy asking, "How is he?"

"He was hit with eighteen knives and four knives, almost deadly."

"..."

"There is still a knife. He almost unloaded one of his arms."

I took a breather: "Then he--"

"It's okay, but with such a deep blade on my shoulder, I'm afraid that hand will be affected a little."

"..."

"It's nothing, if you can get a life back, that's fine."

I'm a bit hard to imagine. I still have Ye Fei's proud face in my memory, which is cold to anyone and everything-of course, I know it's not anyone, just like I said about Alan in front of him At that time, his emotions clearly collapsed. Is it really something that happened to Alan that would make him so abnormal?

I asked, "How is he now?"

Tiemen Wangdao said: "It's long since passed out, but that's fine, so as not to suffer."

I didn't speak.

Indeed, physical pain, I can already imagine, but what I don't know is what kind of suffering he is going through, so that even if he has suffered so many swords, he has to rush forward regardless of everything .

I sighed lightly, while those people were still treating Ye Fei's wounds, I turned to look at Tiemeng Wang, and asked, "Uncle Tiemen Wang, how is the situation there now?"

He knew what I was asking, and sneered, saying, "My King looked down on them."

"..."

"It seems that they already know what the king and you will agree on, so they jump over the wall and try to kill us, so that they can do it once and for all."

"You mean, Sheng Jing may have also--"

"Yes, they wouldn't have come up with such a method unless they had reached a dead end."

I thought about it and nodded: "Yeah."

In the past, Tieqi King ’s tactics to help them around the point were to fight down all the tribe on the grassland that supported the Eight Great Kings of Shengjing, or all the tribes that supported Losch. In this way, Shengjing would become isolated and helpless.

Later, the battle that Pei Yuanzhang took over from Tieqi Wang was full of deterrence. Even if there were people from other tribes who wanted to help, they were only afraid to weigh themselves.

So these days, I haven't heard of any reinforcements coming.

Therefore, Sheng Jing was completely isolated. As long as their soldiers and horses besieged Sheng Jing, it was a matter of time.

I said, "Well, Uncle Tiemen, are you not injured?"

He said, "My old bone, I don't plan to fold here."

Judging from what he just said and walked, it really didn't look like he was hurt, so I reassured.

I stood quietly, listening to the busy footsteps of those people, I don't know how long it took, and finally heard their movements stopped. One person came over and whispered a few words of Tiemen Wang, he said to me: The wound has been treated. "

"Then he--"

"Stupefied, I don't know when I can wake up."

"Oh."

"He's lost too much blood, and this person-doesn't look like he wants to live. It's difficult."

"What do you mean?"

"Such a serious injury, the personnel has already been done, it depends on God, or on himself."

"..."

"If he wants to survive, he has to carry it over. Otherwise, we'll spend a long time in vain."

I froze for a while before I understood what he meant.

Ye Fei's injuries are too serious. They can already do all they can do. Now it can only depend on his own willpower. Can he survive the most painful and difficult time.

Just then, someone walked in and said a few words, as if there was something outside, Tiemen Wang was going out to deal with it, and turned back to me and said, "You want to stay here?"

"Well, I'm guarding him. He can't be alone without such a serious injury."

"That's right, then you will stay here, and the king will keep you at the door. If there is anything, you tell them to."

"Thank you Uncle Tiemen."

He reached out and patted my shoulder, turned and walked out.

I then turned around, groping slowly to the bedside, sitting on the edge of the bed, and only heard Ye Fei's light, almost inaudible breathing sound.