Sweet concubine ninety-nine

Chapter 645 A friend of a friend is also a friend

Immediately afterwards, he pulled out the dagger from his chest, shook it towards Bei Chenyue and said, "Did you see it, the special dagger in the third brother's mansion, guess... will the father abolish the prince again because of you?"

Bei Chen tried his best to endure the dizziness in his mind, and took a step forward, trying to call someone over.

However, Bei Chenfeng smiled at him and said: "Don't waste your energy, I smeared poison on the front of the dagger. The more you move, the faster the poison will be released. This time, let's see who can give you the poison." Congratulations, let’s see who can save you!!”

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to mention. In order to show our brotherly love, I stabbed myself and put poison on myself. Unfortunately, I took the antidote before I came here, so I will stay with you at most." After being in a coma for a while, I will wake up in a natural way, and you... just report to Lord Yan!!"

After Bei Chenfeng finished saying this, seeing Bei Chenyue's eyes getting more and more lax, he threw away the dagger in his hand and shouted loudly towards the outside of the tent: "Come here!! There are assassins!!"

Before Bei Chenyue fell down, the last scene he saw was Yan Feiyun and Mo Ying running towards him with anxious expressions on their faces. The two of them seemed to be shouting something, but he didn't listen to every word. Not anymore.

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On the seventh day of Beichen Yue's coma, Yan Feiyun did not spread the news of his coma. Ye Kingdom finally withdrew its troops and agreed to sign a border friendship agreement with Beichen Kingdom, promising that there would be no more wars within ten years.

The soldiers of Beichen Kingdom cheered and celebrated the victory, and one by one impatiently began to pack their bags and prepare to return home triumphantly.

However, in the tent of the commander of the Beichen Army, there was no atmosphere of celebration at all.

Yan Feiyun stood in front of the soft couch, looked at the lifeless Bei Chenyue lying on the couch, couldn't help but turned to the accompanying military doctor and asked: "What's going on, it's been seven days, why isn't His Highness waking up yet?" sign??"

The military doctor trembled and said to Yan Feiyun: "Return...Report to General Yan, this...His Royal Highness not only stretched out his hand and seriously injured, but also the wound has begun to turn black and purple. I...you look at...it seems to be... Signs of poisoning??"

"Poisoned??" Yan Feiyun stood up abruptly, and said in a stern voice to the military doctor, "You mean, there is poison on that dagger??"

"This... Judging from the current situation, it should be like this." The military doctor stammered and said to Yan Feiyun: "I look at His Highness the Fifth Prince in the next tent, the wound is also starting to turn black and purple... I want to come , both of them were poisoned by the same poison."

"Damn it, why didn't you say it earlier when His Highness was poisoned!? You didn't say it until now!?" Yan Feiyun took a sudden step forward, reached out and grabbed the military doctor by the collar, and lifted him up .

"Yan... General Yan, please spare me!! This... this minister is just a military doctor who travels with the army. He is good at treating sword wounds. Poisoning is not what I am good at, and this poison is colorless and tasteless. , there were no obvious signs of poisoning at the beginning, and I didn't notice it for a while...and...it's normal..."

The military doctor said to Yan Feiyun with a pale face.

Normally, the military doctors who travel with the army are not very high-level. Most of them are good at dealing with trauma or treating colds and colds. After all, swords and swords have no eyes on the battlefield, and there are winners and losers. If they lose, the military doctors will also become prisoners of war. , and even die.

Therefore, high-ranking imperial physicians, or doctors with extremely high medical skills, unless they are personally recruited by the emperor, they will not easily travel with the army.

Yan Feiyun stared at the sweaty military doctor in front of him for a long while, finally let go of his hand holding his collar, and then asked the military doctor a little irritably: "Then what should we do now, what can you do to heal King Yue?" ??"

"This..." The military doctor swallowed hard, and cautiously replied to Yan Feiyun: "In the past few days, His Royal Highness's injury has become more and more serious. Although I have applied medicine to His Royal Highness, it still hasn't improved. , and now it is discovered that His Royal Highness King Yue has been poisoned... I'm afraid..."

He raised his eyelids, took a cautious look at Yan Feiyun, and then said in a low voice: "I'm afraid, His Royal Highness King Yue won't be able to survive tonight... Yan... General Yan, please mourn..."

After Yan Feiyun heard the military doctor's words, his face turned pale with anger.

He took a deep breath, shouted "Get out" at the military doctor, then turned around, walked to the soft couch, and sat down.

"Brother Yue..." Yan Feiyun said to Bei Chenyue with a trembling voice, "You have to hold on!! I have already asked Moying to pick up my sister-in-law!! I remember you said that as long as my sister-in-law stays by your side, Then you won't die... I hope... I hope what you said is true..."

Bei Chen was lying on the soft couch, and vaguely heard someone beside him talking to him, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make out what that person was saying. He opened his eyes a little irritatedly, Seeing Yan Feiyun sitting beside the soft couch, weeping silently, he couldn't help but said a little funnyly: "General Feiyun, I never imagined that you would have a day of crying like a woman?"

However, as soon as his words fell, Bei Chenyue was stunned.

Yan Feiyun in front of him was still wiping tears silently, as if he had no reaction to his words.

Bei Chen couldn't help but sat up with his arms propped up, reached out and patted Yan Feiyun's shoulder and said, "Hey, didn't you hear me?"

Then, he watched helplessly as his hand passed through Yan Feiyun's shoulder, and then passed through his arm again.

This……

This is? ?
Bei Chenyue was stunned. He lowered his head to look at his hands, and then turned his head to look at the soft couch behind him.

On the soft couch, his eyes were still closed, and he lay there pale, looking lifeless.

And he himself became transparent, looking like... just like his translucent grandpa.

After a moment of shock, Bei Chenyue moved his legs, and then he watched himself floating in mid-air.

Bei Chenyue: "..."

Shouldn't he be dead? ?Is this all starting to go out of body? ?
Just when he was in shock, two figures, one black and one white, suddenly floated in from outside the tent.

After the two figures floated in front of Bei Chenyue and stood still, Bei Chenyue could see clearly.

Those two were actually two handsome men, but one was wearing a black robe and the other was wearing a white robe, very much like the legendary... Impermanence in black and white? ?

And for some reason, he had a vague feeling that the looks of these two people looked familiar.

The man in the black robe was quite polite. He looked at Bei Chenyue in front of him, and said in a calm voice: "His Royal Highness, please come with us. Your lifespan is over, and it's time to report back to the underworld with us."

Beichen twitched the corners of his mouth, looked at the black-robed man in front of him with eyes full of doubts, and asked, "Who are you?"

"Hei Twelve, this is my partner, Bai Twelve, and we are what you people call black and white impermanence." The handsome man in black robe replied politely to Bei Chenyue .

Black Twelve... White Twelve? ?
Why does the format of this name sound so familiar? ?

Bei Chen frowned, looked at Hei Twelve and Bai Twelve in front of him, and said, "It turns out that Black and White Impermanence also has a name..."

Bai Twelve, who had been floating beside him without speaking, smiled slightly and said, "His Royal Highness Yue doesn't know that black and white impermanence in the underworld is actually a profession. There are many people who are engaged in this profession. After all, so many people die every day. If If there are only two people in black and white, there is no time to bring souls back to the underworld."

"But our names are also very simple, it's just sorting, from black one constant, white one constant, black two constant, white two constant to black eleven, white eleven, then to black 99, white 99, it's just It's just a serial number."

Bei Chenyue: "..."

This... this sloppy naming method, why does he feel vaguely familiar with it? ?

Black Twelve nodded at the side and echoed: "Yes, yes, in fact, the black and white impermanence that you people talk about in the world is just black and white. Thousands of years ago, there were not as many staff in the underworld as there are now. The same There are not as many people dying all the time as there are now, seniors Hei Wuchang and Bai Wuchang worked hard, and occasionally a Taoist master who had cultivated Dao would see them, and over time, their names were passed on as black and white impermanence.”

Bei Chenyue: "..."

That's what I said, but why do you have to explain so much to me so patiently? ?
Do you explain it to others every time you go to hook your soul? ?
As if seeing Bei Chenyue's doubts, Hei Twelve and Bai Twelve smiled and said, "Actually, we don't usually explain so much, but you should have seen Hei Shiqi and Bai Shiqi before, Your Highness." , They have a pretty good friendship with us on weekdays, the so-called friends of friends are friends, and if I say a few more words to you, it will be regarded as commonplace."

Bei Chen was slightly startled, then raised his head abruptly, looked at Hei Twelve and Bai Twelve floating in front of him, and said, "Are Black Seventeen and White Seventeen impermanent??"

Hei Twelve was stunned for a moment, then scratched his head embarrassingly, and said, "Oh, I seem to have slipped my tongue."

Bei Chenyue: "..."

Bai Twelve gave Hei Twelve a white look, and then turned to Bei Chenyue and said, "Anyway, Your Highness, your lifespan is over, please come back to the underworld with us."

Bei Chen was stunned for a moment, and when he was about to say something again, he found that he couldn't speak anymore, and his body began to follow Hei Twelve and Bai Twelve out of the tent involuntarily. go.

(End of this chapter)