Hua Ye stared into his deep eyes, he knew this was his last chance.
The tongue was pressed against the back molars, and the sound of pain came out from the gaps between the teeth. He could feel the friction, slippage and reunion of the bones, and the tearing of the muscles was so painful.
But he can't stop, it's over when he stops, everything is over. Gritting his teeth, he reached for Xiang Nianyu's hand.
He has no strength left.
Just when he fell down crookedly, he thought he was going to finish playing.
Xiang Nianyu pushed upwards and lifted him up. Leaning firmly on Xiang Nianyu's shoulder.
"Can you stand up?"
Hua Ye said weakly, "Wait a minute."
Xiang Nianyu said "um", then stood silently.
The eunuch and master not far away did not dare to go forward, cramped in place, watching worriedly, for fear that something bad would happen between the two of them, and their heads would be moved.
Time passed bit by bit.
The redness in the west is more and more red, a little lighter than blood, and a little darker than the smudge on the drunken girl's cheeks, spreading out from the bright red disc little by little, and smudged. It fell on the red wall and blue tiles, on the back of the sword, bow and sword, and on Xiang Nianyu and Hua Ye.
Looking at it, looking at it, I actually felt a little beautiful, half flushed and half cloudy, quiet, so that people could not help but let go of the worries in their hearts, stood still, and watched silently.
After a long time, Hua Ye squeezed out two words from between his teeth, and exhaled a turbid breath.
"Can."
Xiang Nianyu didn't speak, but looked sideways.
Hua Ye grabbed the ground viciously with both feet, tilted his body, left Xiang Nianyu's shoulders, straightened up, like a spring, and swayed to the side as soon as he got up.
It caused everyone to exclaim.
Xiang Nianyu showed no expression or movement, and was extremely indifferent.
When leaning to one side, Hua Ye hastily leaned in the opposite direction, stabilizing her body, shaking her body a few times, barely stopping her body shape, her legs and feet were still a little weak, her internal organs were burning like pain, spreading from the local area to the whole body, But still able to hold back, can stand firm.
Xiang Nianyu waved and said, "Emperor doctor."
The imperial doctor waiting outside the venue hurriedly ran over with old legs and waited for dispatch.
Xiang Nianyu took a sip of the tea brought by the eunuch, and said casually, "He will come to practice martial arts tomorrow."
The implication is that it needs to be cured, and it will continue tomorrow.
The imperial physician was slightly startled, and quickly responded, guiding Hua Ye to the side for diagnosis and treatment.
This section of the road was assisted by the eunuch, Xiang Nianyu didn't force it, but it was Hua Ye who assisted and lifted his feet to walk. One step hurts, but he was assisted to move forward. His internal organs were all pierced, but it was already painful. Unable to speak, he did not speak again.
It was getting dark, and the imperial physician just finished prescribing Hua Ye's medicine and finished his diagnosis and treatment.
Xiang Nianyu walked over, "How is it?"
The Imperial Physician, who is in the Buddha body, dare not hide it, "External injury plus internal injury, it won't heal within a month."
Xiang Nianyu frowned, looking displeased, "Can we continue tomorrow?"
The imperial doctor remembered the order of the prince just now, and he dared not say anything for a while. After a long time, he accepted his fate, "No."
Xiang Nianyu's face darkened, like the darkening sky, and a layer of haze shrouded his eyes.
"When?"
When can it be?
The imperial physician pondered for a moment, "Ten days at the latest."
Xiang Nianyu silently weighed ten days.
"Enter my East Palace and receive treatment day and night, up to a ten-day period."
The imperial physician did not dare to disobey, "Yes."
Hua Ye was stunned, and arranged him properly without asking his opinion.
Mouth slightly opened, ready to express dissatisfaction.
Xiang Nianyu's voice had already arrived one step ahead, "Dissatisfied?"
Hua Ye was stunned for a few seconds before categorically denying, "No, it's justCao Min's mother doesn't know"
Xiang Nianyu interrupted, waving to the eunuch, "Send a letter, Hua Ye won't go back for now. As for the reason"
He looked at Hua Ye a few times, and seeing that Hua Ye was in a hurry to express something, he moved his gun again as soon as he opened his mouth, and took a deep breath, "Needless to say, just say that the homework is heavy."
Hua Ye breathed a sigh of relief, his whole body was covered with injuries, he didn't want his mother to worry.
When Xiang Nianyu returned to the East Palace, the sky was dark, the shadows of the trees were dancing, and the cicadas could be heard.
Hua Ye sat quietly on a chair beside him, holding a book of The Art of War in his hand.
Hear the knock on the door?He raised his head and got up to salute.
Xiang Nianyu took the first step and waved his hand as a sign of excuses.
Hua Ye stood aside, waiting to be dispatched.
Xiang Nianyu washed his hands, took off his cloak, and took off the white jade pendant on his waist. Then he sat down, took the book Hua Ye had just put down, glanced at the title, and put it back again.
"Do you like the art of war?"
Hua Ye turned around and faced Xiang Nianyu, "I like it."
Xiang Nianyu then asked, "Do you want to be a general?"
Hua Ye was stunned for a moment, and the topic jumped a bit, "Everyone thinks about it."
Xiang Nianyu sneered, "The kung fu of a three-legged cat is wishful thinking."
Hua Ye was sullen, secretly clenched his fists and controlled the volume, "Caomin will work hard."
Xiang Nianyu took the tea at the side, leaned on the back of the chair, casual and arrogant, stepped on the dignity of Hua Ye in front of his eyes and trampled on it, and he would not feel anything.
"You have no talent."
Hua Ye choked, and the idea of ??dissatisfaction became stronger and stronger, "The prince doesn't believe it?"
Xiang Nianyu chuckled with contempt, "It's not that I don't believe it, you don't have the ability."
?Hua Ye¡¯s anger surged upwards, his fists clenched tighter and tighter, soaked in a layer of sweat, "If the prince is willing to give it, the grassroots will surely succeed."
As long as he is given the opportunity to practice martial arts, he will definitely be able to.
With a thick and firm voice, Xiang Nianyu raised his eyes, "If you don't want to?"
Hua Ye was speechless for a while, this answer was a bit unexpected.
If he refuses, what can he do?
What can he do as a grassroots person?
What can he do without a professor's wife? With the skills of a three-legged cat?
Whether he can or cannot, is in Xiang Nianyu's mind.
Xiang Nianyu took a sip of tea slowly, his eyes suddenly cooled down, "No."
Simple and simple, two words, put the death penalty on Hua Ye's dream, and keep him in shackles for life.
Hua Ye was a little agitated, and said without thinking, "Because of General Hua."
The Hua Yu that Xiang Nianyu wanted to kill, he was a magnificent general, although he was only a few years old, everyone knew him.
Silence, deathly silence.
Hua Ye could clearly see that Xiang Nianyu's face had completely darkened, and anger and killing intent were brewing all over his body. These things poured in through his open pores, stimulating something called fear.
Rustle, it is the sound of leaves.
Woohoo, it's the sound of the wind, like a child's cry, mixed with the noisy cicada.
Bang bang, violent and rapid, is Hua Ye's heartbeat, driving the pain in the internal organs, but the nerves can't feel it, only the fear rushing to the face.
Should I say something?
Admit it?
Or change the subject?
His heart was beating too fast, his thoughts were in a mess, his breathing was a little stagnant, and he seemed to be out of breath. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com