After the prince's mobile phone has wifi, he starts to raise his concubine in the cloud

Chapter 32

When Xiao Zhiyun opened her eyes again, what she saw was Prince Zhao sitting beside the couch, his brows were tightly locked and he was silent.

And the people in the tent were also hurriedly preparing something.

She wanted to speak, but she couldn't, and there was a sharp and swollen pain in her shoulder.

"His Royal Highness, Qi... How will King Qi arrange it?" Luo Guogong stood beside him and asked tentatively.

Prince Zhao said solemnly: "Your Majesty has not abolished him, he is still a prince, you arrange it as usual, and when Zhiyun's side is stable, I will go find him."

"Miss Xiao is awake." After the acupuncture, Dr. Cui saw Xiao Zhiyun's eyes open, and quickly smiled, "It's good to wake up, you can draw the arrow."

Draw the arrow?Xiao Zhiyun is short of breath, will it hurt more than now when pulling it out?

Speaking of this, Military Doctor Cui said in a difficult way: "I am a rude person in the army, Miss Xiao is a girl's family after all, this..."

Prince Zhao said in a deep voice, "I'll come."

At this time Xiao Zhiyun said weakly: "You are also a man."

She didn't expect to be able to speak, so she struggled to get up. It's true that she is a modern person, but she can't take off her clothes casually, right?

Prince Zhao helped her up, and leaned forward to put the animal fur on her back, which also made her more comfortable to lean on.

When he looked at the animal skin behind her, he said seriously in her ear: "I will marry you."

At that moment, Xiao Zhiyun's heart skipped a beat for a second, and then it thumped so fast that she couldn't breathe.

His words were right next to her ears, and she felt a burning sensation in her ears, and she felt like she had drunk two taels of white wine in her stomach.

Doctor Cui pursed his lips and smiled, and explained a few more words before dismissing all the people in the tent, and only Xiang Ye was there to help.

Prince Zhao rolled up his sleeves, cleaned his hands, and took the small scissors to cut Xiao Zhiyun's clothes.

Only then did Xiao Zhiyun come to his senses, stopped Prince Zhao's hand, and said in disbelief, "You want to marry me?"

"Yes." Prince Zhao tilted his head slightly, and focused on cutting the fabric around the short arrow, "I wanted to marry you when I first met, and under the boulder, I was sure that it was you."

Xiao Zhiyun's mind echoed Prince Zhao's words over and over again, so that he didn't pay attention when he tore off her clothes.

With the sound of the clothes being torn apart, Xiao Zhiyun's shoulders felt cold, she looked down, her shoulders were already exposed, and the corners of her bellyband were also exposed.

She felt the heat in her stomach rush to her head.

Prince Zhao took the wine bag and handed it to Xiao Zhiyun, and then went to get the knife, "Drink some wine if you are afraid of pain."

Of course Xiao Zhiyun was afraid of pain, coupled with a little shyness, she hastily took a few sips of wine, and the wine entered her throat. She couldn't tell whether the scorching heat was brought to her by the wine or by emotions.

However, when the knife cut the wound, she still cried out in pain.

She didn't even have a scar since she was a child, let alone a big wound, and she didn't know if she drank too much or something. When Prince Zhao put the knife, she went up and hugged his neck.

Prince Zhao's body froze, and then he hugged her waist, kissed and embraced her.

At the same time, his right hand slowly grasped the short arrow, and when she pulled it out, she bit his softness in pain, while he continued to pull out the short arrow with all his strength.

Xiao Zhiyun closed her eyes tightly, and suddenly an arrow was pulled out, and she burst into tears in pain.

Tears fell on the lips of two people, but they couldn't stop their lingering.

They didn't stop, Prince Zhao threw the short arrow on the table, then leaned forward, grabbed the white cloth and pressed it to Xiao Zhiyun's wound.

Xiao Zhiyun groaned softly, stood up slightly and leaned forward, actively meeting the hand pressing the wound.

Xiang Ye, who was standing aside with a basin in his hand, was dumbfounded.

After both of them calmed down, Prince Zhao poured the medicinal powder on Xiao Zhiyun's wound.

When Xiao Zhiyun cried again, he explained: "The wound ointment in the military camp is the most effective, and you will get better soon."

Xiao Zhiyun saw a trace of blood spilling from Prince Zhao's mouth, and then reached out to wipe it off for him.

Then she looked at the wound and blood on his shoulder, "But you were injured."

"I'm happy with it." Prince Zhao said so.

For several days, Prince Zhao stayed by Xiao Zhiyun's side. He didn't have time to look for Prince Qi until her wounds healed.

This day Xiao Zhiyun accompanied Prince Zhao to Prince Qi's tent, opened the tent and saw Prince Qi sitting alone.

Regarding the arrival of Prince Zhao, Prince Qi was very indifferent.

On the other hand, Prince Zhao rushed over with a gloomy face, grabbed Prince Qi's collar and walked out.

Pulling people to the stable, Prince Zhao led his own horse and pulled Xiao Zhiyun onto it. He looked down at Prince Qi, "Choose one yourself, and follow me."

Prince Qi silently took the horse beside him, got on the horse and chased Prince Zhao away.

When Master Xue saw this scene, he only ordered people to follow.

After Prince Zhao rode his horse to the mass grave, he dismounted first and waited for Prince Qi. When Prince Qi arrived, he dragged the man off the horse and dragged him all the way to the mass grave.

He pushed Prince Qi forward, and Prince Qi knelt down on the ground.

Prince Qi, who had always been expressionless, lowered his head in front of the mass grave, with a look of shame on his face.

"Look up at them, they died because of you!" Prince Zhao's voice echoed in the open grassland.

Prince Qi raised his head with great difficulty, and looked at the high pile of grave soil, the soil here was so clean that there were no weeds.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Prince Qi prostrated himself on the ground, scratched his fingers into the soil, and said with tears streaming down his face.

At this time, he felt guilty and regretted the stupid things he had done back then.

Prince Zhao said solemnly: "I'm sorry they can't bear it. How many old women lost their sons, how many girls lost their husbands, and how many children lost their fathers?"

Prince Qi covered his face with his hands, weeping uncontrollably.

He regretted it, and he spent his days and nights in regret, but if he did something wrong, he did something wrong, and he couldn't go back.

Suddenly he pulled out the hairpin on his head, raised his hand and stabbed at his throat.

Prince Zhao quickly stopped him.

What he said was very cold, "You can't repay [-] lives with one life. For you, death is the best relief, so you can't die. Listen carefully to the scolding of the world and be condemned by your conscience. Go make atonement .”

As he said that, he walked away, came to Xiao Zhiyun's side, and said sadly: "Let's go."

Xiao Zhiyun glanced at Prince Qi, his loose hair was blown wildly by the wind, and looked very broken from a distance.

On the hillside, there are two people on horseback.

"Princess Yue, go back." Xi'er persuaded.

Ha Yuela looked at Prince Qi kneeling in front of the mass grave, and said softly: "His unbearable past is the last thing he wants to face, but he must face it."

"He helped me a lot back then." Xi'er said with emotion.

Ha Yuela frowned, "We will defend our territory and expand our borders on the battlefield, instead of relying on the enemy to destroy the city by itself. Don't say that again."

Xi'er lowered her eyes slightly, "I see."

But Ha Yuela said in a moderate tone: "Thank you for letting him go for me."

Xi'er didn't answer, Hayuela liked warriors, but fell in love with Prince Qi who was not a warrior.

(End of this chapter)