Yijuan cloud

Chapter 59 Depends on life and death
Eyes are covered.

There was darkness in front of me, and even with my eyes open I could only see the hazy skylight.

The sound of horse hooves outside the carriage was particularly clear, fast and urgent.

Prince Yi and I had our hands tied, and whenever there was a bump, we would stagger around and hit our bodies against the carriage, which was painful.

I can still endure it, but the prince is seriously injured. How can he withstand such a bumpy situation?

After the shock of being thrown high and falling suddenly, I heard Prince Yi groan.

"My lord, how are you?" I asked softly.

"I can still bear it. Don't worry, they don't want my life. No vital parts were hurt."

When he spoke, I concentrated on discernment and slowly moved over.

I heard his faint gasping sound, and I knew it was his head, so I moved forward.

"Your Majesty," I said hesitantly, "You are injured. It might not be good for you to fall down like this. I will hold down your legs later so I can't see you. When I touch your legs, you can tell me. "

In the darkness, after a moment of silence, he said softly, "Hmm."

The carriage was still bumping, and every movement was difficult. I moved forward inch by inch.

It's only half a person's distance, but it's so long.

"Okay, this is it." He said suddenly, his voice seemed a little nervous.

I was also a little nervous. Although I used to accompany him in daily life, it was inevitable to be close to him, but it was still embarrassing to be so close.

My heart skipped a beat and I thought, my life is at stake, why should I care about these false courtesy?So he took a deep breath and slowly leaned down.

After the initial embarrassment, he no longer felt restrained because of the discomfort. The solid legs beneath him seemed to have turned into jade pillows in a trance.

The carriage was still speeding, not knowing where it was going.

I think we should have gone to the camp of these Mongolian soldiers. That Ananda Khan recognized Prince Yi at a glance. I think he came prepared and did not meet by chance.

Xing'er and the three assassins were also lying in ambush under the grassy slope. They only suddenly rushed out to assassinate Prince Yi when he was alone.

But the assassin and Anda Khan were obviously not the same group. How could the two of them be so coincidental and attack Prince Yi one after the other?
Who wants to harm Prince Yi?
There is also Xing'er. When I think of Xing'er, I feel heartache. He is the most playful and timid. I can't connect him with the assassins mentioned by storytellers...

"It's me who...has caused trouble for you." Prince Yi said.

The bumps were so severe that he spoke with difficulty and intermittently.

I sighed and said, "Stop talking, Your Majesty, save your energy, I don't know how long it will take to get there."

Saying that, I stopped.

Thinking about the ups and downs of blessings and misfortunes that I have had since I can remember, I couldn’t help but sigh with emotion, and said: "There is no such thing as being involved. People living in the world are just one thing after another, even if I am not with you. , it may not necessarily go smoothly."

He chuckled: "You are quite reasonable."

I also smiled and said: "To each other, at this point, you can still laugh."

He said slowly: "Actually, I want to cry, but with a beauty by your side, you can't lose your grace."

Seeing that he could still joke around made me feel a little more relaxed.

Moreover, if those Mongolians really wanted to kill the prince and shot him to death along with the three guards early in the morning, how could they allow him to kill so many Mongolian soldiers one after another and go to great lengths to take him away?

As long as you can survive, whatever comes next, let's build mountains when encountering mountains and build bridges when encountering waters.

The carriage finally stopped.

As soon as the car door opened, the sounds of laughter and noise outside floated over, including women, children, and mostly the loud voices of men.

Prince Yi was carried off first, and then I was pulled off the carriage and pushed for a while, and then the cloth strips around my eyes were removed.

After adjusting to the light, I saw clearly that I was in a yurt.

Two Mongolian soldiers were guarding the tent. The young Mongolian soldier who had wounded Prince Yi stood in front of Prince Yi and said condescendingly:

"If you were not the prince of Daying, I would have chopped you to death long ago." "If I were not the prince of Daying, you would not invite me."

"Hmph!" The Mongolian soldier raised his head and took two steps to the side. He stared at me and said, "They say you are a idiot. I didn't expect you still have some skills."

Prince Yi said: "Although King Jin is my royal brother, he is much older than me. He went to the fiefdom when I was young, so it is inevitable that the information will be wrong."

"How do you know..." The Meng Bing suddenly turned around and walked back to Prince Yi.

He knelt down, looked at Prince Yi, and said after a long while: "Prince Jin... do you know that he wants to deal with you?"

Prince Yi smiled, sighed, and said, "Isn't this something everyone knows? Last time I was in the city, I was almost killed by an assassin sent by him. I was lucky enough to survive, but he broke another one. Don’t the talented staff hate me even more?”

"Your Tumut tribe has always co-existed peacefully with our court. If you were not instigated by others, how could you kidnap me? No matter how bad I am, I am still the prince of Daying. I advise you to send me back as soon as possible, otherwise you will be called If my imperial brother finds out, Long Yan will definitely be furious. When the time comes, the army of Great Ying will come in full force, and the two armies will fight. It is inevitable that rivers of blood will flow and lives will be ruined..."

"Fart! You think I don't know that your dog emperor only cares about himself and the throne under his butt. How can he start a war over a little prince like you? Maybe he wants you to die, huh!"

The Mongolian army sneered and said: "Even if I am willing to come to rescue you, it depends on whether the dog emperor is capable! One Tatar is enough for you. Besides, my Tumut tribe is not easy to mess with!"

"Oh, naturally it's not easy to mess with. With King Jin secretly helping us, it's really difficult for our Ying army to deal with it." Prince Yi sighed.

I was shocked. I heard what the prince meant. King Jin colluded with the Tumote tribe and even secretly sent troops to help. This is treason.

"Hmph! Count on you..."

"Zhalik!" The curtain suddenly opened, and An Dahan walked in with a gloomy face, and said sternly: "Get out!"

Lalik clenched his fists angrily and depressedly, and walked away suffocating his anger.

"I really can't understand why the Great Khan, with his wisdom, would be willing to be someone else's pawn?"

"I don't understand what King Yi said. Although our Tumut tribe is not a big tribe, we will not be anyone's pawn. King Yi may have been frightened and his words were confused."

Idahan said in a deep voice: "Doctor, come in."

The doctor outside came in, walked straight to Prince Yi, and said, "I have to treat Prince Yi's wound. It's a little painful. Please bear with it."

With that said, he cut off the clothes on Prince Yi's back.

I took a look, turned around quickly, and heard Prince Yi hissing in pain.

I gritted my teeth, turned around, walked quickly and knelt down beside him.

A Mongolian girl served with a basin of hot water.

I wet the towel to help the doctor.

The doctor had just removed the cloth on the left side and was removing the right side. Because he had not treated it in time, the wound and the cloth had adhered together, and blood flowed out when he removed it.

I lost my voice: "Do you have Ma Fei San?"

The doctor shook his head.

Idahan said: "Mafei powder is expensive and we never use it. Your prince's minor injury should be tolerated and he will be fine soon." After that, he left with his head held high.

Both sides of the clothes were cut off, exposing the entire back.

I wanted to turn my head to avoid it, but I couldn't let go, so I could only sit there on my knees.

There was a long wound, as well as old wounds from not long ago, which was frightening.

I carefully wiped the blood stains on his back, and the exposed skin was as white as jade. Perhaps it was due to pain, but his tense back was as hard as stone, and there was hidden strength.

The wound is cleaned and the next step is to suture it.

As soon as the doctor took two stitches, Prince Yi was sweating profusely and the veins on his forehead were bulging, but he remained silent.

I couldn't bear the torture anymore, so I stood up and said, "I'm going to look for herbs outside."

The doctor just focused on stitches and ignored me.

But just as I was about to leave, Prince Yi grabbed my wrist. He spit out the gauze in his mouth and said in a weak voice: "Don't go out, stay...by my...side."

(End of this chapter)