After my soul traveled to ancient times, I don't want to be cannon fodder

He saw an incomparably beautiful fairy leaning over and feeding him a cup of clear water with her lips.

The water flow drives the pill and it rolls into the throat in an instant.

Qi Yu's lips moved slightly, and he seemed a little reluctant.

The fairy's appearance was not clear, but I could vaguely tell that she was a woman.

He was very thirsty now and wanted to drink more.

The fairy understood what he meant and then fed him another cup of clear water.

Qi Yu was satisfied, and fell into darkness again.

When he woke up, it was two hours later.

Zhao Chushan had returned the porridge to the kitchen and kept it warm in the stove so that Qi Yu could have a ready-made meal when he woke up.

Afterwards, he returned to the ward, sat on a stool not far away, and watched quietly as the imperial doctors discussed Qi Yu's treatment plan.

Both injections and medicine feeding.

After a busy day, I finally woke up.

"He's awake, he's awake..." Hei Shiliu, who was guarding the bed, exclaimed. The imperial doctors quickly surrounded him. Zhao Chushan also took the opportunity to step forward, wanting Qi Yu to see her first.

When Qi Yu opened his eyes, what he saw was a blue-gray curtain and a group of caring faces surrounding his bed.

Among this group of people, Zhong Ning was the only one missing.

Qi Yu felt a little disappointed, but then he saw that Zhao Chushan seemed to be among them, and was looking at him affectionately.

Qi Yu's expression faltered slightly, then he turned his gaze towards Hei Shiliu and asked softly, "Who fed me the water before?"

He seemed to see it in his drowsy trance, but he wasn't sure.

Hei Shiliu paused slightly and said, "You have been unconscious. Who can give you water?"

Then, he remembered that during this period, Princess Zhaohua had been treating him alone in the room, and perhaps she had fed him...

Anyway, adults like her, so what they say about her is correct.

Hei Shiliu scratched his head and replied with a simple smile, "Sir, Princess Zhaohua was here before, maybe she fed it herself..."

Qi Yu's eyes lit up, and the feeling of loss just now disappeared instantly.

"Your Highness, has she been here?"

"Yes, Princess Zhaohua is amazing. Your wound has not healed for a long time, and the imperial doctors couldn't do anything about it. But as soon as Princess Zhaohua came, it healed..." Hei Shiliu was overjoyed and did not hide his admiration for Zhong Ning at all.

"Indeed, Princess Zhaohua is a prodigy, and I have great respect for her..." An imperial physician replied with a smile, stroking his short beard.

"Then, where is His Highness?" Qi Yu asked expectantly.

Hei Shiliu's body stiffened slightly, and then he replied doubtfully, "After Princess Zhaohua finished her treatment, she left immediately. I don't know why, but the princess looked surprised at that time..."

Gone, she's gone.

The light in Qi Yu's eyes suddenly went out.

Your Highness personally took action, so you should know that he was seriously injured.

But she left anyway.

When he left, his face looked unhappy.

unexpected......

Qi Yu's somewhat confused mind suddenly realized something.

He knows better than anyone how his injury came about.

What does it mean to be ambushed by the enemy and shot by an arrow?

But they are just empty words he made up for himself!

The truth was that he went to capture Fang Ping and encountered an assassin who also came in to kill him. Then, he struggled with the assassin and was hit in the chest by a sudden hidden weapon.

The third person present was most likely Fang Ping.

And Fang Ping and His Highness came from the same place.

His wound could be hidden from the imperial physician because he only treated it as an arrow wound, but it could never be hidden from His Highness.

So, after Her Highness healed herself, she chose to leave.

Because she knew.

If Fang Ping escapes, he will definitely seek refuge with His Highness.

So, she knew that she was one of the assassins that night.

She was angry.

Thinking of this answer, Qi Yu suddenly felt suffocated and started coughing violently.

Hei Shiliu quickly patted his back and ordered someone to bring the spittoon.

What exactly was the weapon that Fang Ping shot at him?

Why could His Highness be so sure that he was the murderer just by looking at a wound?

Your Highness must be very angry if he knew what he did.

No, he had to explain.

Qi Yu struggled to get up, but was stopped by everyone.

Hei Shiliu showed a look of fear, "Sir, you are so badly injured, you can't move at this moment..."

"Master Qi, don't be anxious. You still need a few days of rest to recover from this injury..." the imperial physician also advised.

"I'm fine now, please get up..." Qi Yu spoke intermittently, but because he was too weak, he fell back on the bed.

The wound that had just been bandaged suddenly turned bright red because of his violent struggle.

"Master Qi, you haven't eaten for a long time. Have some rice porridge first!" Zhao Chushan came over with a small bowl of yellow rice porridge.

The beauty is graceful and elegant, and every move she makes is very pleasing to the eye.

But unfortunately, Qi Yu had no time to admire her noble demeanor. He only stared at Zhao Chushan's figure and asked, "Why did she enter the mansion? Didn't I warn that outsiders are not allowed to enter?"

Hei Shiliu was frightened by Qi Yu's sudden question and knelt on the ground. "Sir, please calm down. We didn't invite her into the house. It's..."

Hei Shiliu seemed to want to say something but stopped himself.

Hei Shiqi then said, "My lord, please don't be angry. This is what Princess Zhaohua meant!"

Hearing the words "Princess Zhaohua", Qi Yu suddenly looked up.

Zhao Chushan was also frightened all the way, and she explained herself aggrievedly: "It was Her Royal Highness the Princess who asked me to take care of you..."

With a dull thud, Qi Yu loosened his grip on the bed frame and fell straight down. At this moment, he finally panicked.

A pair of eyes stared blankly at the bed curtains, not knowing what they were thinking. Hei Shiqi was worried that his master was in trouble, so he quickly comforted him, "Master, how about I ask Her Royal Highness the Princess to come over?"

Qi Yu shook his head and replied softly: "No need, she won't come again."

why?

Several people looked at each other.

I don't understand what this sentence means.

But Qi Yu knew that if a woman willingly pushed another woman to a man, it meant that the woman was disappointed in the man.

I was so disappointed that I didn't want to see him again.

Because of his impulsiveness, he almost put Fang Ping in danger, so Zhong Ning didn't want to see him again.

Because of him, her friend was hurt.

Or perhaps, her relatives.

She once said that she treated Fang Ping as her younger brother.

And this younger brother is her bottom line.

So, she won't come again.

No one understood what Qi Yu meant. They only knew that after their family woke up, they were very emotional because they did not see Princess Zhaohua.

Now suddenly like this...

They really can't understand this kind of tug-of-war.

Only Zhao Chushan stood there, her face pale.

Before, her father asked her to give up Qi Yu, saying that he was Princess Zhaohua's man, but she was unwilling because she felt that the man she had pursued for so many years would not be moved by a foreign woman.

But after seeing it with my own eyes, I realized that feelings are never about first come first served, there is only love that comes from nowhere and is ever-lasting.