Ji Lian found the medicine shop, checked the code, successfully obtained the medicine, and immediately rushed back to the palace.

When he entered the palace gate with the medicinal materials, he was still a little worried. It was not until he returned to the main courtyard and saw Cui Xi and the medical officer leaving that he breathed a sigh of relief. He hid the portion of the medicinal materials from King Yong'an in the palace.

After putting it in the cupboard, he followed the recipe to boil the medicine for Ye Yunting.

Ye Yunting hadn't woken up yet. In order to induce sweating, he was covered with two thick brocade quilts. The brocade quilts covered him to his chin, tightly covering his whole body. Only his face was exposed. His face was still burning.

She was flushed, beads of sweat appeared on the bridge of her forehead and nose, and the strands of hair on her temples were wet with sweat, and strands stuck to her cheeks.

His eyes were closed, and his thick black eyelashes drooped down, trembling slightly like butterfly wings. Even the eyes under the thin eyelids were trembling uneasily.

Ye Yunting dreamed of Li Fengqi.

In the unfamiliar main room, Li Fengqi, whose muscles and veins were completely destroyed, was lying quietly on the bed. Most of the quilt fell to the floor. His exposed chest and ribs were clearly defined, and the rise and fall was very weak. He looked even weaker and more embarrassed than when Ye Yunting first saw him.

some.

Ye Yunting took a step forward and subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover him with the slipped quilt. However, his hand went straight through the quilt and missed the opportunity.

He was stunned for a moment, staring at his palm in a daze.

There was a creaking sound from the door behind him. Ye Yunting turned around and saw a young man walking in with two chamberlains.

The young man is wearing a silver-white round-collared robe, a white jade crown that rises to the clouds, boots facing the clouds, and a transparent dragon pendant hanging around his waist. The bright yellow tassels hang down and sway slightly with his movements.

The man seemed unable to see him, and walked straight to the bed. He looked at Li Fengqi with complex eyes for a long time, and then said: "King Yong'an, I'm here to see you."

When Ye Yunting heard him calling himself, he was shocked to realize that this young man turned out to be Emperor Li Zong.

Li Fengqi slowly opened his eyes on the couch. He looked very weak, and his eyes were no longer as sharp as before. When he saw Li Zong, his pupils shrank slightly and he said hoarsely: "What are you doing here again?"

The chamberlain brought a chair and placed it behind Li Zong. Li Zong sat down and looked at Li Fengqi with a smile: "I am here to announce the good news to King Yong'an." Before Li Fengqi could respond, he continued with a cheerful expression: "The mutiny in Northern Xinjiang half a month ago

, Deputy Governor Zhu Wen led 50,000 Xuanjia troops with the intention of rebelling. Fortunately, I had taken precautions and had a countermeasure in place. The rebellion was put down the day before yesterday. Zhu Wen, the leader of the rebel army, was killed on the spot. The 50,000 Xuanjia troops refused to surrender.

They were all trapped and killed."

"It's a pity that you couldn't see that scene with your own eyes. Ten big holes couldn't be filled with the corpses of 50,000 rebels. In the end, they had to be burned cleanly." He narrowed his eyes and seemed to be sighing: "You see, it's just without you.

, I can do this well. From now on, there will be no Xuanjia Army in Beizhao. Only my Shence Army!"

"It's beyond stupid." Li Fengqi's eyes were burning with fire, but the corner of his mouth opened in a sarcastic arc: "The 50,000 Xuanjia Army is the elite of Northern Xinjiang. Without them, if Xihuang invades, who will fight back the enemy? What are you doing?

No way out."

"You are still as self-righteous as ever." The smile on Li Zong's face faltered, and he stared at him with a sinister expression: "Then just wait and see. Without you and the Xuanjia Army, my dragon chair will be better.

I can still sit firmly."

He seemed extremely angry, threw up his sleeves and walked out angrily.

Li Fengqi, who was on the couch, tensed his jaw and stared at his back, suddenly spitting out a mouthful of blood.

He turned his body half sideways with great effort, veins burst out on his forehead, and strands of blood overflowed from between his clenched lips and teeth, dripping on the bed and the floor. His long hair fell down behind him, blocking his reddened lips.

Eye socket.

Ye Yunting was frightened by his appearance, and even though he knew he was in a dream, his heart was severely clenched.

When he was anxious, another person walked in.

The aura around this man was very cold, as if he was carrying ice and snow, and even his voice was cold: "Your Majesty, will you consider my proposal?"

He took out a thumb-length white jade vial from his sleeve and placed it in front of Li Fengqi: "If the prince agrees, this antidote will be yours."

Antidote?

Ye Yunting's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly woke up from his dream and sat up.

Ji Lian, who had just given him the medicine, was so frightened by the movement that his eyes widened. Then he became happy again and reached out to test the temperature of his forehead: "Master, you are finally awake?!"

He said in a tearful tone: "You have been sleeping all day and all night. I almost thought you wouldn't make it through."

After saying that, I felt it was unlucky, so I slapped myself in the mouth quickly, clasped my hands together and bowed in all directions: "I was just talking nonsense. I don't count if I don't count."

Ye Yunting had just woken up, his head was still a little groggy, and his body was sticky and heavy. He pinched the bridge of his nose, still thinking about the plan: "Is everything done?"

"It's done." Ji Lian sniffed: "Nothing went wrong."

Ye Yunting felt relieved at this moment, but as he glanced around, looking at the familiar furnishings, and recalling that extraordinarily real dream, his heart began to beat.

He pushed aside the heavy brocade quilt, slowly put on his shoes and stood up to go inside.

Ji Lian held him down and said urgently: "Master, you just woke up, you can't see the wind."

Ye Yunting's whole body was sore and weak, and he couldn't move for a while when he held him down. He could only discuss it with him in a good voice: "I have something urgent to go to see the prince."

What happened in the dream was too real. He had obviously only seen a few faces of the emperor from a distance, but in the dream, he could even see his appearance clearly.

And the person who came later was clearly Grand Tutor Han Chan.

Han Chan's temperament was so special that Ye Yunting had actually only seen his back from a distance, but his cold and earthly temperament made him instantly sure of the other person's identity.

During the rebellion in Northern Xinjiang, Zhu Wen died, and 50,000 Xuanjia troops were killed... and finally, the bottle of antidote that Han Chan took out.

Except for the antidote, all the piles in the front match up with Ye Yunting's memories of his previous life.

In his previous life, Ji Lian had said before his tomb that after something happened to King Yong'an, his confidants learned the news and planned to fight back to Beijing to save him. However, the emperor seemed to have been prepared and sent a hundred thousand Shence troops to ambush and intercept him halfway.

Zhu Wen died, and all the Xuanjia troops were massacred.

Later, Li Fengqi made a comeback, and the Xuanjia Army he led was actually the reconstructed Xuanjia Army. All the original elite Xuanjia Army had been killed long ago.

The dream and the previous life matched up perfectly. Ye Yunting's chest was roaring and his temples were beating.

So, was what he saw a dream, or something that really happened in his previous life?

He wanted to make sure.

Ye Yunting pushed Ji Lian aside and staggered into the room to look for Li Fengqi.

Li Fengqi opened his eyes when he heard the footsteps and saw Ye Yunting staggering over to him, with his hands on the edge of the bed, looking down at him intently: "Is the person who poisoned you Han Chan?"

Surprise flashed in Li Fengyan's eyes, and then disappeared quickly. He looked at Ye Yunting, who had a sick face, and his expression became confused: "Why do you say that?"

Although he had always made some guesses, how could Ye Yunting know?

Ye Yunting was dizzy and his forehead was covered with cold sweat. He couldn't hold it up and fell down. He almost overlapped Li Fengqi. He gasped and said: "The emperor may take action against the Xuanjia Army. If the prince has a way, it's best to do it as soon as possible."

Send a message to Northern Xinjiang, telling the deputy governor not to act rashly."

The 50,000 Xuanjia Army are the best among the best. They are not only Li Fengqi's confidence, but also the backing of Northern Xinjiang.

If what happened in the dream is true, then Ye Yunting must find a way to prevent the past from happening again.

"I know." Li Fengqi lowered his eyes and looked at him: "I have asked my close associates to send the message, but now the gates of each post station are tightly guarded, so it is difficult to send the message out."

"We have to do it as soon as possible." Ye Yunting grabbed Li Fengqi's wrist tightly and said urgently: "Otherwise, I'm afraid it will be too late."

Since Li Fengqi had expected this, he must have ordered someone to send a message to Northern Xinjiang in his previous life. However, whether the letter was not delivered or something went wrong, Deputy Governor Zhu Wen still raised troops.

Ye Yunting's chest was heaving violently, and hot breath was exhaled from his mouth and nose. His whole body was sore and weak. The dizzy feeling made him unable to focus his eyes. He half-closed his eyes and lay on Li Fengqi's chest, speaking weakly.

One repetition: "As soon as possible."

His hot cheek was pressed against Li Fengqi's chest. Li Fengqi had no time to think about the reason for his sudden instructions and quickly called Ji Lian loudly to come in.

Ji Lian came in and saw that Ye Yunting's face was burning red, and it started to burn again.

He hurriedly wanted to pick him up and take him outside, but Li Fengqi stopped him: "Let him sleep here, he is still sick, and the Arhat bed is too small for him to rest."

The door to the outer room always has to be opened and closed, so wind is inevitable. In comparison, this room is indeed more suitable for recuperation. Ji Lian did not hesitate after hearing this, and carried the unconscious Ye Yunting to the other side and put him down, and brought him a new quilt.

After covering it, I went to get him some medicine to feed him.

Li Fengqi looked sideways, and could only see half of the young man's fragile face. His long eyebrows were knotted, and his eyelashes were trembling restlessly, as if he was struggling to wake up.

He was obviously very ill, but the first thing he did when he woke up was to remind him to send a message to Northern Xinjiang.

Li Fengqi felt sour in his heart for a while. After a long while, he said to Ji Lian who had finished feeding the medicine: "After dark, prepare a bucket of hot water for me and add a pack of the medicinal materials that you took earlier."

Ye Yunting had a high fever yesterday, Ji Lian was watching over him and had no time to look after him, and Li Fengqi was not in a hurry to detoxify.

But Ye Yunting's words just now reminded him that the crisis in Northern Xinjiang has not yet been resolved, and he must hurry up.

late at night.

The room was filled with a strong medicinal smell. The pungent medicinal smell mixed with the warm water steam made breathing seem to be stagnant.

Ye Yunting wrinkled his face and opened his eyes in a daze to find the source of the pungent medicinal smell. Then, he saw Li Fengqi soaking in the tub.

Li Fengqi was naked from the waist down, and was immersed in brown liquid from the neck down. He closed his eyes tightly, a pair of thick black eyebrows were tightly knitted together, and the hands on the side of the bucket were clasping the wall of the bucket hard, and were steamed red by the water vapor.
Chapter completed!