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There was a cut on Yan's back that stretched obliquely from his left shoulder to his right waist. It was probably cut by a hard object such as a wooden plank, so the bleeding continued. Several imperial doctors worked together to suture more than a hundred stitches to barely stop the bleeding.

Yan had a high fever all the time, and the skin on his lips was peeling. He yelled in a daze, "Usman... Yu'er..."

All the people who served were sad and wept. Feralas and Jinayali were also injured, but not as serious as the inflammation. Feralas was on crutches, and his right thigh was broken, and Jinayali had three broken ribs. The right arm was broken, the back of the left foot was fractured, the two had large and small abrasions, and countless crush injuries. They had to lie on the bed for ten days before they could get off the ground.

They stood in front of Yan's sickbed, looking at his pale face, they were very worried.

Fortunately, Doctor Beidou came, and Shen Fangyu, they followed Yan not long after he set off, but encountered a huge sandstorm on the way, and failed to catch up with Yan's pace.

Now seeing Yan whose life was hanging by a thread and Dan Erman who was unconscious and angry, Shen Fangyu was completely panicked, and even ran to kneel outside the palace, wanting to move God with sincerity, and bless Yan to survive the crisis.

The people around who were cleaning up the red sand learned that he was begging for the blessing of the queen, so they knelt down with him.During this day and night, the city of Danyang was filled with people who knelt down and begged for blessings from the heavens.

Beidou knew that if he didn't heal Yan quickly, there would be more people who would need him to treat them, and they would all kneel down and hurt their legs.

He took out what he had learned all his life, exhausted the best medicinal materials in the imperial pharmacy, combined with the elixir he refined, and used a three-pronged approach to treat inflammation.

Four days later, Yan's high fever finally subsided, and he became sober and recognized Beidou.

When the people in the city heard the news, they were so happy that they held hands with each other and raised their arms and shouted: "Long live the queen! Long live Xiliang!"

But they still don't know what's going on with your majesty. Since the catastrophe passed, your majesty has never shown his face again. Feralas is presiding over all matters, so everyone guesses that your majesty is busy taking care of the queen, so he didn't come out. of.

Shen Fangyu knelt on the hard stone floor for several days, his knees were swollen to two sizes, and his feet were kneeling until he lost consciousness. He had to be supported to barely stand up, but the smile on his face was extremely bright.

Jinayali looked at him, not knowing what expression to make, and finally could only smile at him.

Beidou gave Yan a needle, from the face to the calf, almost piercing him into a hedgehog. Seeing Yan like this, Shen Fangyu was very distressed, and repeatedly asked Beidou: "Is this possible? You have pierced all good people." .”

After listening to Beidou, he smiled slightly, lightly flicked his fingers, and the needle pierced Shen Fangyu's red and swollen knee, causing him to scream in pain.

Yan raised his eyelids and looked at Shen Fangyu, but soon Shen Fangyu stopped crying.

"It's amazing!" Shen Fangyu said in surprise.

"When I was studying medicine, you didn't know where you were." Beidou was very proud of his medical skills, and his chin slightly raised, "Go and sit over there. One doctor is also a doctor, and the other is also a doctor. This genius doctor will take care of you by the way." You are cured too."

Shen Fangyu bowed in embarrassment: "Thanks for your help."

"But I can't cure your stinky mouth and stupid brain." Beidou said coldly.

"Heh..." It was Yan, he let out a chuckle, but soon gasped because of the pain in his back.

"And you, Chunyuyan, I can't cure your stubborn temper." Beidou looked back at Yan, and said bluntly, "You insist on me curing you quickly, you want to stand up, you want to go Seeing how Dan Erman's injury is, I want to call Usman out. I understand all this, but the injury on your body is not drawn. For half a month, don't even think about getting out of bed."

"..." Yan's red and swollen eyelids and the silver needles on the corners of his mouth trembled.

"What, you dare to say it's okay, it's okay, I spent so many needles to pierce you into a hedgehog!"

"Genius doctor, can you actually see what His Highness is talking about?" Shen Fangyu admired Beidou so much. In his opinion, Yan was covered with silver needles all over his body, and only the key parts were covered with cloth.

"I watched him be born and grow up, and I knew what he was going to do as soon as I lifted this ass. It's nothing more than that he's fine, he's not hurt as badly as he looks, and his temper is really exactly the same as his father's." Beidou said angrily , "Sooner or later, I will toss myself to death."

Yan tried his best to shake his head, but there was also a silver needle on the back of his neck, and his movements were very small, which looked very strange.

"Your Highness, you can rest well, I will accompany you." Shen Fangyu smiled, "And, don't worry, there is a doctor named Beidou here, and if there is no one he can't heal, Denerman will be fine."

Yan looked at Shen Fangyu's seriously injured knee through the gaps in his eyelids, and finally stopped trying to "quick recovery" and obediently obeyed Beidou's words.

Twenty days passed in a blink of an eye, only half of the silver needles left on Yan's body, and he could walk out of bed with a cane.

Beidou is very satisfied with his medical skills, but he also admits that Yan Qiuhao has a strong will, so he can endure no matter how uncomfortable the treatment is. The patient is so cooperative, and naturally heals faster.

It's just that if you want to fully recover, it won't take a year or a half.No matter how good Yan's foundation is, he is still a body of flesh and blood, not like Dan Erman who has the power of the crow spirit to protect his body, his clothes are rotten into rags, there is no missing arm or broken leg, just a little bruise outside the skin.

That bit of injury to Beidou was not enough to see at all, and it was resolved in two or three efforts. The problem was that Den Erman was in a deep coma. It was really all kinds of needles, and there was no response to all kinds of decoctions.

Yan learned that Dan Erman's signs were normal and there was no danger of his life, but he just didn't wake up, and was very anxious. Once the [-]-day deadline passed, he ordered Shen Fangyu to bring a walking stick and went to see Dan Erman.

Priest Harigo said it was a "miracle" that Denleman survived.According to ancient books, the one who inherits the power of the crow spirit is a living sacrifice, and he will sacrifice the "red flame fire". When the disaster disappears, the power of the crow spirit will also be exhausted.No one can withstand the backlash of power, and the first emperor died because of this incident.

But Dan Erman survived, which means that Usman survived, and there is no other explanation except for the word "miracle".

And because of Dan Erman's accidental survival, Harigo became more and more devout to the goddess "San Yu Zhaoxue", and said that without the blessing of the goddess, Xiliang would not be able to escape such a catastrophe.

As long as Usman is still alive, Yan will believe in any words and gods. He asked Harigo to preside over a grand sacrificial ceremony and pray to the goddess to make Danerman wake up as soon as possible.

When Yan went to Denerman's bedroom, a maid had just changed his clothes.For some reason, the maid didn't walk away holding the changed clothes, but stood by the bed, staring obsessively at Dan Erman's handsome sleeping face, not even paying attention to Yan's crutches and footsteps arrive.

When Yan coughed lightly, the maid was so frightened that she quickly knelt down, her face flushed with shame: "The king, the queen... this servant is confused for a while...!"

Yalta was right behind Yan, and he angrily said, "It's a disgraceful thing, don't step back from the queen!"

The maid cried and ran away in shame.

"Despicable negligence, please punish the queen!" Yalta hastily pleaded guilty to Yan.

"Forget it, it's okay to scold her, she won't dare to do it again." Yan looked at Dan Erman in the bed and said, "Harigo said that goddesses don't like to kill."

"Yes."

"Retire too." Yan said, "Let me stay with him for a while."

"If you have something to do, call it a humble job." Yalta retreated outside the hall and waited respectfully.

Yan looked at Dan Erman, that black hair on the snow-white brocade pillow was like a waterfall in the sun, especially shining and attractive, coupled with such deep facial features, it's no wonder that the girl just stared dumbfounded.

But Yan is not jealous, there is no jealousy in his heart, if the one lying here is the silver-haired Usman... Yan thought about it for a while, and the jealousy in his chest flooded.

"What am I thinking? It's hard to come to see him. Of course, it's important to do business." Yan sat down by the bed, raised his hand and touched Dan Erman's forehead, "Usman, wake up, I'm here , wake up quickly."

Dan Erman's black eyelashes were straightened, and his breath was calm, but he didn't respond at all.

"Usman..." Yan didn't dare to pat Dan Erman's forehead too hard, so he flicked him with his fingers instead.

Boom, boom, boom boom!This brain crash was so crisp.

"Yan! What are you doing?" Beidou came to feel Dan Erman's pulse, his eyes were wide open, watching Yan "violent" the patient.

"Harigo said that the center of the eyebrows and the forehead are the easiest to 'elicit souls', so I just want to try." Yan looked back at Beidou, and his subordinates didn't stop, they continued to "dong dong dong".

Dan Erman's eyebrows were already flushed, against the snow-white complexion, it was like a ball of cinnabar.

"What summons the soul? He is unconscious, not dead!" Beidou almost rolled his eyes in anger, "Also, you said to wake Usman up, I thought it was that way..."

"That way?" Yan finally stopped, looking at Beidou puzzled.

"You're a wife anyway, don't you understand that?" Beidou was very helpless, and pursed his mouth, "Naturally, it's Jiu Jiu Jiu, kiss him a few times!"

"Kiss him!?" Yan frowned immediately, "Then Usman is wearing a cuckold!"

"Isn't this also Usman's body?!"

"Of course not. It's Dan Erman who is in a coma. If you kiss him, Usman will be angry. He won't talk to me, and he won't come out again." Yan replied confidently.

"..." Beidou thought about it, it seemed reasonable, but he felt something was wrong.

Yan raised his right hand and breathed on his fingers, intending to give Dan Erman another crisp brain crash, a big hand suddenly lifted up, gently holding Yan's right wrist.

Yan was taken aback, and Beidou was even more stunned. Who would have thought that Yan could wake up a comatose person with such a reckless behavior? !

So he surrounds Dan Erman these days to do those needles and medicines, is it not as good as Yan Dan's brains?Beidou was completely dumbfounded.

Dan Erman opened his eyes, looked at the stunned Yan, and said softly: "Yan..."

"What?" Yan bounced away, stood beside the bed and stared at Dan Erman, "Why did you wake up?"

"Hmm..." Dan Erman stood up slowly while supporting the quilt, his black hair fell on his shoulders, and the collar of his obscene clothes was half open, revealing a large piece of chest muscle.

Instantly, Yan remembered that Usman had deliberately exposed the skin on his chest to "seduce" himself.

At this moment, Yan thought he saw Usman, his chest twitched violently, he even forgot how to breathe, and just stood there with a pale face.

"Yan, you..." Danerman seemed to notice that Yan's body was wrapped in a lot of bandages, and he was still standing on the ground with one leg. His body was tilted and unstable, so he immediately asked worriedly, "Why are you hurt so badly? How is this good?"

"Huh?" Beidou blinked twice, suddenly aware that something was wrong.

This person who just woke up from a coma doesn't care where he is or what happened, but only cares about whether the person in front of him is important or not. Could it be that Dan Erman... likes Yan'er?

Beidou looked at Dan Erman, his expression was distressed and worried, and he even wanted to get out of bed to help Yan sit down.

It's a pity that he lay down for so many days, his body couldn't get used to getting up too quickly.

"Woo!" When Dan Erman fell off the edge of the bed while holding his aching forehead, Yan couldn't help but stepped forward to hug him, bit his teeth, and sent him back to the bed.

"Yan... I'm sorry..." Dan Erman kept staring at Yan, without even glancing at Beidou.Beidou understood in his heart, how strange this is, "two people" who are obviously mutually exclusive, would fall in love with Yan'er at the same time.

Just now, it might not be the brain collapse that woke up Dan Erman, but the call of Yan himself.

Beidou sighed softly, evil love, evil love, the body can be healed, but the "heart" he can't.It was obvious that he had nothing to do right now, so Beidou quietly withdrew.

"You have nothing to do to me, it's good to wake up." After Yan finished speaking, he turned to look for Beidou, "Come and see him... where is he? Where did he go?"

"No, Yan, I'm really sorry for you." Dan Erman held Yan's hand, his eye circles were red, compared to the silver-haired, green-eyed, indistinguishable Usman, Den Erman was more like a person, There is a sense of reality.

Yan looked at his weak and eager appearance, so he didn't want to be too embarrassed, he could only pat his shoulder and said: "Don't mention the past."

"Yan..." Danerman looked at Yan with a mournful expression, "Usman is gone... At that time, I felt the power of the crow spirit devour the red flames, and then everything collapsed. Usman didn't even have time to leave a single word, it was so fragmented...I clearly felt that he was gone...I wanted to keep him, but at that time I...was powerless at all...I didn't know how I survived..."

"Dan Erman." Yan's eyes were as cold as frost, staring at the crying Dan Erman and said, "Usman said, you can't believe what you say, do you want to take advantage of Usman's weakness, Drive him away and say he is dead in front of me?! I won't believe you!"

"Yan, you kill me." Unexpectedly, Dan Erman felt even more uncomfortable, he grabbed Yan's arm tightly, "I am a useless person now, the red flame fire is too powerful, if Usman can't fight Trying my best, I can't win at all. He knew in his heart that he once told me that losing you in this life is his greatest regret...but I exhausted all my internal strength, even my legs..."

"What do you mean, Beidou said you were not injured..."

"My bones are not broken, but the meridians of both legs are completely abolished." Dan Erman said hoarsely, "I know, I will never stand up again, but Usman is even more pitiful, he is so broken... I I thought I would be happy, but I didn't at all... It wasn't until the moment he completely disappeared that I realized that I didn't want him to die, because if he died..."

Dan Erman looked into Yan's eyes and said, "You will be very sad, I don't want to see you cry, but... I failed to keep him, you kill me, Yan, I have nothing for you anymore The usefulness of..."

Yan's whole body felt like cold water was pouring on his back, and he couldn't stop shivering. He didn't believe Danerman's words. Usman said that he wanted to grow old with him, so how could he be crushed...all of this was planned by Danerman Yes, but just tricked myself into believing it.

"You think I won't kill you?" Yan stood up staggeringly, with a cold tone: "Derman, since Usman is dead, I naturally don't need to keep you."

Yan pulled out the dagger from the back of his waist, and quickly stabbed it at Dan Erman's heart.

The tip of the knife pierced into Dan Erman's flesh, blood flowed out all at once, Dan Erman did not dodge, but stretched out his hand to hold Yan's hand, motioning him to continue stabbing in.

"Thank you." Dan Erman looked at Yan with a smile, "I can die in your hands, I have no regrets in this life."

This sentence was like a thunderbolt hitting Yan's Tianling Gai, he let go of the dagger suddenly, stared at Dan Erman with wide eyes, wept while shaking his head, and staggered back.

"No...you're lying again! Usman won't die, he's so powerful, he won't..." Yan completely forgot about his leg injury, and stepped back step by step until his leg bones couldn't support him. Slumped to the ground.

Yan suddenly felt dizzy, he wanted to stand up, and wanted to question why Den Erman lied to himself like this!

But his heart hurt so much, it was torn apart, he had no strength in his body, only endless panic, Usman was gone... Yan staggered and passed out.

"Yan!" Dan Erman crawled out of bed and yelled loudly, "Come on! Help!"

Beidou rushed over after hearing the sound, and saw that Dan Erman was bleeding from his chest, and was holding Yan, who was unconscious and full of tears, and shouted for help. Obviously, he wanted someone to save Yan more than himself.

"What, what's the matter?" Beidou couldn't help but panic when he saw the strange things, and hurriedly turned around to greet people, "Quick! Put the queen on the bed, and get the medicine box, Denleman needs..."

"Leave me alone, look at Yan first." Dan Erman was anxious and sad, "He, he..."

"Okay, okay, I'll see him first." Beidou hurriedly helped Yan'er up, only then did he realize that his whole body was cold, this was no small matter.

"Yan'er?" Beidou patted Yan's face lightly, "Yan'er?"

But Yan didn't respond, as if he had lost his soul.

"What's wrong, Your Highness?" Shen Fangyu rushed over, and when he saw this, he immediately stepped forward nervously to help Beidou support the queen, and deliberately blocked Dan Erman.

"You carry Yan'er to the bed." Beidou collected himself, "Also ask the imperial doctor to treat Dan Erman."

Beidou originally thought that Dan Erman was the serious one, but when he looked closely, he realized that the wound on Den Erman's chest was an inch away from the heart, and it was not too deep. To save his life, I am afraid that even the gods will not be able to save him!

In a blink of an eye, it was more than half a month.

Feralas issued a mournful eulogy, announcing the news of Usman's death from serious injuries.Because a country cannot be without a king for a day, the people are especially helpless when they lack food and clothing after a catastrophe. They can't see the king, and their high-hanging hearts can't be settled.

And they felt that the red flames would strike again, so they dared not stay in the city for a long time, which would greatly delay the work of cleaning and rebuilding.

Some people thought that the country would be subjugated anyway, and they let go of their hands to plunder and kill people. Disputes among tribes arose everywhere. Seeing that the situation was deteriorating, Feralas had to ask Yan on the hospital bed for instructions, asking him what to do.

Yan understood that Feralas wanted him to announce the national funeral, but he was unwilling and unable to do so.

The days dragged on day after day, and then it was Dan Erman's idea.After Usman died, he should be succeeded by the prince Dan Yu, but the prince was not in the country, so the courtiers elected Dan Yu as the regent.

Denleman sat in a wooden chair with big wheels, and was pushed up by Feralas.

Yan's face was finally clean, and no one came to tell him to make a decision as soon as possible.

With Usman gone, Yan suddenly felt that the world was gloomy, and there was nothing he wanted to do or care about. He sat alone on the bed because he had nowhere to go, without Usman. There is no place worth visiting in Yuelang Palace.

Regardless of whether the throne belonged to Dan Erman or Dan Yu, he didn't care at all. He even thought that Usman should have been taken to Dayan in the first place. For Usman, he would be a selfish villain. so what?

But if time goes against the flow, Yan feels that he will still accompany Usman and stay in that disaster...

"So, it's all my fault..." Yan began to feel that Usman's death was all his own fault, because he was unable to save him, which led to Usman's death.

"How could this have anything to do with you?" Ilya returned to Danyang to take care of Yan. Everyone was afraid that Yan would commit suicide because his eyes had lost any vitality, and even Yu'er couldn't get his spirit back. .

"It's my fault."

"Yan, think about Yu'er...he still needs you..."

"He doesn't need me, I'm useless, I can't save Usman..."

"Yan, I beg you to be sober, okay, if your majesty is here, how heartbroken it would be to see you giving up on yourself like this!" Ilya held Yan's hand, rubbed it against his face, and cried, " Even if you are doing it for Junshang and Yu'er, you should cheer up."

"I don't want to, Ilya...I don't want to cheer up...I'm also afraid of cheering up, I'm afraid...I'm going to cheer up, once I think about it, he will really be gone." Yan looked at Ilya, and finished speaking indifferently , then looked out the window again.

Ilya gasped from crying, but it was Feralas who pulled him away.

Yan sat there with a slight smile on his face, because he saw Usman pretending to be Helian Uro, standing beside the reeds swaying in the wind, he stretched out his hand and gently touched the reeds that looked like stars. Fireflies, let them dance at your fingertips, making the originally dark river beach illuminate like a Milky Way.

"Yan, look, I can still make them fly in circles..."

"Well, Usman..." Yan smiled, stretched out his hand to the air, tears fell silently, and once again wet the front of his clothes.

Yan has always refused to admit that Usman is dead. On the day of the funeral, he suddenly rushed out of the harem and knelt in front of the crystal coffin. No one dared to stop him. Yan knelt for a while, and then began to angrily reprimand everyone present.

"Are you crazy? There is no Usman here! You build him a tomb?" Yan was so angry that his forehead burst into blue veins, "You heartless, Usman died to save you, and now his whereabouts are unknown. You are in a hurry to let him die...he will not die!"

"Queen, please mourn!" All the officials knelt down one after another.

"I don't want to mourn! I have nothing to mourn!" Yan was very excited!Sweating and panting.

He hadn't got out of bed for a long time, and now he roared, and he was even more shaky and unsteady.

Dan Erman came out suddenly and hugged Yan who was about to fall, all the ministers couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief, finally they could continue to mourn the king.

"You...how are you?" Dan Erman was standing, Yan looked at him in surprise.

"They gave me a pair of braces that can bind my legs. I spent some time practicing, and finally I can walk a few steps." Dan Erman's eyes were full of affection, "Yan, I know you are not willing, but Usman It's really gone, you torture yourself like this, it's tantamount to torturing Usman's spirit in the sky. Yan, just let him go, and let yourself go."

"Let go? What do you mean?" Yan's eyes were red, and he looked at Dan Erman like a feud.

"It's been half a year, and they all say you're crazy, but I know you're not, you're just too sober... Yan, I've already ordered someone to bring Dan Yu back to China, he's already over a year old, and you'll see him too Brace yourself."

"Yu'er..." Yan thought of his son, and tears fell like rain. He is not such a fragile person, but only this time, he didn't want to be strong, and he didn't want to admit the reality that Usman was no longer there.

"I'm sorry." Dan Erman lightly tapped the back of Yan's neck, Yan shook for a while, and then fainted in Den Erman's arms.

Dan Erman picked up Yan and sent him back to the harem to rest while announcing the continuation of the ceremony.

After the ceremony, Feralas announced an official document of the decision of the ministers, that is, the prince is still young, and after returning to the country, he will still be assisted by the regent and queen...

Before the prince returned to the country, Denerman took care of all the government affairs of Xiliang as the regent. He also personally took care of Yan, who often sat silently, combing his hair and persuading him to eat.

It all seemed to have settled down, and no one, except Yan, thought Usman was alive.