The reborn prince can't be pushed down

Chapter 310 Mysterious Arrival
There were intermittent cursing and whipping sounds from the tent, and the guards outside the tent looked tense, and they were used to all this.

Yichen carried a bamboo basket and walked slowly towards the tent.

"Meet King An."

When the guards saw Yichen, it was like a drowning man seeing a straw.

"My lord is here. For some reason, she has been making a lot of noise in the past few days. It's getting worse every day! If you don't cure her, the brothers will go crazy!"

Yi Chen frowned, "Mental illnesses are the most difficult to cure, so I can only say try my best."

The soldier at the head thought for a while, "It's really impossible, the prince will prescribe some medicine for her to let her sleep. She is crazy, and she doesn't feel tired after yelling day and night, but the brothers are exhausted physically and mentally."

Yi Chen said with some embarrassment: "This king will look at her situation again. If there is no other way, this is the only way to go."

The guarding soldiers hurried out of the way and let Yichen go in to treat Xu Miaoyun.

"Tell you to quarrel!"

The guards in the tent held whips and beat Xu Miaoyun's limbs severely.Because of the identity of the opponent, they only dared to hit the place covered by their clothes.

"Presumptuous!" Xu Miaoyun dodged, but her hands and feet were locked, no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't escape the heavy whips on her body.

"Ah! I want to kill your nine clans!"

The guards were used to hearing her words, so they just raised their whips high again.

Yi Chen said coldly, "Stop!"

"See King An." The guards bowed their hands towards Yichen, and it was considered a salute.

"Go out, this king wants to heal Empress Daxing."

The four guards looked at each other in blank dismay, and reluctantly walked out.When one of them passed by Yichen's side, he muttered, "After so many days of treatment, he's still insane, and he's not getting better. He's putting on airs for someone!"

Yi Chen clenched the handle of the bamboo basket, pursed his lips and did not speak.

The people who waited in the tent left completely. Yi Chen approached Xu Miaoyun, squatted down slowly, "It's so pitiful..."

Xu Miaoyun looked at Yichen in horror, "Don't hit me, I'm not Empress Daxing, really!"

The medicine he gave Xu Miaoyun back then, at most, made her a little delirious, but these days, under the torture of these guards, she was really tortured and went crazy without him taking any more medicine.

Yichen took out the medicine in the bamboo basket, squeezed Xu Miaoyun's jaw open, and poured it in skillfully.

Xu Miaoyun was still struggling at first, but after a bowl of medicine was poured, her movements gradually slowed down, and finally she closed her eyes.

Yi Chen stood up straight, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

The soldiers guarding outside the tent felt relieved when they heard that there was no sound inside.

It's finally quiet!
When Yi Chen came out of the tent, the soldiers who had been sincere to him all showed a little gratitude.

"Thank you, my lord."

He said flatly, "She won't wake up until this hour tomorrow."

After saying that, he left.

The four soldiers in charge of guarding the tent opened the curtain and went in, only to see Xu Miaoyun lying with his back to them, motionless.

Because Yi Chu didn't send any maids to serve Xu Miaoyun, so after so many days, she was unavoidably a little messy, and the guards didn't bother to touch her, they each picked up a seat and sat down, enjoying the rare quietness.

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Yi Chen leisurely walked on the camp road, slowly walking towards his tent, when he passed the entrance of the camp, he suddenly saw a few horses galloping towards them.

The soldiers in front of the wooden fence held their knives at each other vigilantly, but when they heard the other party shouted from a distance——

"Wu Yao, special envoy of Western Portugal, please see His Majesty Emperor Beiqi!"

Yuchen stopped, retreated to the side of the camp road, and watched quietly.

Hearing that they were Spanish Portuguese, the guarding soldiers were also a little surprised.

When Wu Yao reached the wooden fence, he got off his horse, held a scroll in his hand, and held it up high, saying, "This is a request for help written by His Majesty the Emperor of Western Portugal! Now the soldiers of Daxing have surrounded our capital, and the people of the capital Resist desperately, I hope you will remember that we are also the people of the gods, and pass it on for you!"

It is no secret that Xipu was besieged by Daxing in the northwest. The soldiers guarding Wu Yao saw that Wu Yao was in the dust, with a few spots of dirt on his face, slightly disheveled hair, chapped lips, and extremely embarrassed.

For a while, they were also a little moved.

"Special envoy of Spain and Portugal, it's not that we don't want to pass it on, but that His Majesty is not in the camp now, and we can't do anything."

Wu Yao grabbed the scroll tightly and licked his chapped lips, "Can you act as the person in charge of the transmission camp?"

"Envoy wait a moment!"

Wu Yao held the letter of credence in his hand, even if Bei Qi didn't want to, he still had to go through the motions in terms of etiquette.

Soon, the soldier who went to communicate came back, "Master Prime Minister said please come in."

"Thank you!"

Wu Yao and the others untied their weapons and entered the barracks after inspection.

Yichen suddenly felt embarrassed and planned to leave, but when Wu Yao and his party passed by him, a gaze was cast on him, and the trembling in his bones made him suddenly unable to take a step.

He followed his line of sight, and saw that one of Wu Yao's followers was wearing Western Portuguese clothes and his facial features were covered, but Yi Chen recognized him at a glance.

how is this possible?How could he appear here?

Yi Chen subconsciously took two steps back, he opened his eyes wide and wanted to see clearly again, but the man had already passed in front of him.

Yi Chen stared at the man's back in a daze, even though he appeared as a servant of the envoy of the small country now, the man's back was still straight.

He was about to take a step to keep up, but suddenly the tingling from his bones made him unable to follow the man's pace, he couldn't help yawning, and walked quickly towards his medicine tent.

Feng Xing was already waiting in the tent, watching Yi Chen stumbling towards him.

"Give it to me!" He tremblingly stretched out his hand towards Feng Xing, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his whole body was trembling.

Feng Xing gave him the porcelain bottle filled with the medicine powder, and said coldly: "My lord came back a bit late today."

Yi Chen had reached the limit of his patience right now, he uncorked the bottle with trembling fingers, and devoured the medicinal powder like a hungry wolf.

A bottle of medicine soon ran out, and Yichen crossed his arms, feeling that the desire in his bones was still clamoring.

He licked his lips, "Is there any more?"

"Yes." Feng Xing nodded stiffly, and took out another bottle from his pocket, "This was originally for tomorrow..."

Before Feng Xing could finish speaking, Yichen jumped up and snatched the bottle from his hand.Only this time, Yichen didn't dare to finish the powder in one go, he knew that his drug addiction had worsened, and he also knew that he couldn't take this drug again and again, but he just couldn't control the feeling that was in his bones. The longing that emanates...

After suppressing the onset of drug addiction, Yichen took out a handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

But before they had time to take a breath, the curtain of the medicine tent was suddenly lifted, and a figure flashed in.

Yi Chen opened his eyes wide and pointed at the other party tremblingly, "How did you find this place?"

　I'm so sleepy that I can't keep my eyes open, so that's all for now, I have something to do in the past two weeks, so there will be fewer updates, everyone forgive me.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)