A few days after setting up camp, the siege officially began.
Yun Ziyi's physical condition really prevented him from expending too much energy, so he could only listen to them talk about the battle situation to learn a thing or two, and occasionally make a few suggestions.
Even so, they were afraid that he would waste his energy and hurt his body. After all, Da Heng was at the end of his strength now. He was just struggling to his death and could not make any trouble.
Yun Ziyi also has confidence in their abilities and is not worried about this battle.
But although Ning Zhaohui was busy and Ji Lan was on the battlefield every day, Xie Minghe was by his side all the time.
Yun Ziyi has been ill several times in the past few days, and has also vomited blood. Originally, seeing that they were afraid of this, they wanted to hide it, but Xie Minghe was the worst one.
Not to mention wanting to get rid of the other person, every time he opened his mouth, Xie Minghe seemed to have guessed his plan and immediately asked him if he felt uncomfortable in any way. Ruoyun Ziyi refused to say, So he went directly to ask the doctor.
No matter how Yun Ziyi tried to explain that he was fine, he didn’t believe a word of it and couldn’t hide anything.
"You always want to lie to me." Xie Minghe supported Yun Ziyi and walked slowly with him in the military camp. "I have told you so many times that if you don't tell me when you get sick, I will be even more worried."
Probably because he is too weak, Yun Ziyi has lost a lot of his habitual movements recently. When he heard this, he just curled his eyes and smiled: "I understand. "
"I say that every time." Xie Minghe sighed deeply, "Forget it, you can't hide it from me anyway."
< p> Yun Ziyi smiled and was about to speak when he suddenly frowned, lowered his head and coughed a few times: "Let's go back.""Are you feeling uncomfortable again?" Xie Minghe was busy Hold him.
Yun Ziyi covered his heart and nodded slightly.
He is now so thin that even a scholar like Xie Minghe can easily pick him up.
As expected, Yun Ziyi became ill again.
He has been like this a lot lately. Although he doesn't go into coma from pain as soon as he gets sick, he still feels uncomfortable for a while from time to time, even more frequently than before.
Xie Minghe's unspeakable uneasiness became more and more intense, especially when he looked at Ji Lan who happened to be triumphant at this moment, his heart was pounding.
He had a vague guess or an unspeakable premonition.
It’s not just once or twice. It seems hard to say it’s a pure coincidence.
But if this is really the case, it makes no sense.
Besides, he didn’t want to think like this.
If this is really the case... it is really impossible for Yun Ziyi to get better again.
How is this possible?
Xie Minghe lay beside the bed, looking at the pale complexion of Yun Ziyi who had just fallen asleep, and stared straight into his eyes.Gou stared for a long time, until his eyes were sore, and he was willing to close his eyes for a while.
If that was really the case, wouldn’t Yun Ziyi be seeking death by joining the Ning family army from the very beginning and fighting with them everywhere until he unified the world step by step?
Impossible.
How could there be such a person?
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Xie Minghe could not always stay with Yun Ziyi.
There were some problems with the grain and fodder at the rear, and he had to go and supervise the matter in person, so he had to leave for a while.
Fortunately, Ning Zhao is not so busy these days and can still stay with him as much as possible. Yun Ziyi sleeps all the time again, and at most goes out for a while when the weather is good and the physical condition is acceptable. Take a walk, or with someone by your side.
In addition, he rests in the camp almost all the time, rarely even leaving the bed, let alone going out. In Yun Ziyi's own words, it is very worry-free.
The capital's defense line was broken bit by bit, and finally the day came for the decisive battle.
"Sir, please wait for me to come back." Ning Zhao looked back with a slightly excited smile, "When I capture the capital of Daheng, I will go find the elixir for you."
Yun Ziyi is extremely weak now. Even if he wants to cheer up, he really doesn't have the strength. He just nodded lightly and said: "Okay."
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Time was so tight that Ning Zhao didn’t have time to say anything more when he returned. Finally, he quickly hugged Yun Ziyi, told his attendants to take good care of him, and left in a hurry.
After he left, Yun Ziyi struggled to prop up his body and sit up. He looked at the attendant beside him and said with a warm voice: "Can I trouble you to get me a pen and paper?"
"Of course!" The attendant naturally agreed immediately, quickly helped him prepare the four treasures of the study, and even stepped forward to help him get out of bed.
But Yun Ziyi smiled and refused: "Thank you, I can do it myself."
He is always so humble and polite, even the daily help around him Looking after the attendants who took care of him, it was inevitable to feel heartbroken to see such a person getting weaker day by day.
Yun Ziyi sat at the desk for the first time in a long time. When he picked up the pen, even his fingers were a little stiff. It took him a long time to slowly start writing.
He is so weak now that even his handwriting is not as beautiful as before. After writing a few words, he has to rest for a while before continuing.
I carefully considered every word and sentence again, and wrote a few words for a full two hours.
After finally finishing writing, Yun Ziyi looked at the gradually drying handwriting on the paper, sighed softly, then carefully folded it, placed it beside his pillow, lay on the couch, and closed his eyes.
There was a sharp pain in the heart, the brain was in chaos, and the consciousness gradually became blurred, until finally, he fell into a deep sleep.
Never againHave woken up.
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The moment when the city was broken should have been the most cause for celebration, but Xie Minghe’s uneasiness only intensified.
"Finally..." Seeing the flag of the Ning family army planted on the city wall, Ning Zhaohui breathed a long sigh of relief, his expression almost crying with joy.
"Let's go back quickly." Xie Minghe frowned and couldn't be happy no matter what.
"Yes, I have to go back quickly!" Ji Lan's face was also full of joy, "I have to ask sir if he knows what the elixir looks like."
The three of them immediately set off back to the military camp. As soon as they entered the tent, they found Yun Ziyi lying on the couch, his eyes closed, as if he was asleep.
But not quite.
Even though he has been looking so pale and weak recently, he seems to have never been so stiff and defeated.
It’s like...the last trace of life has been completely lost.
"Sir?" Ning Zhao called softly.
But no reply was received.
Yes, sir is asleep, how can you hear him?
Ning Zhaohui subconsciously deceived himself.
Ji Lan was a little dazed. He tried to step forward, but accidentally fell down on the edge of the bed, but he didn't care about it and grabbed Yun Ziyi's hand in a panic.
Only a piece of coldness is touched.
No more warmth.
Yun Ziyi has always been cold, his hands and feet have always been cold, but it seems that he has never been so bone-chillingly cold like today.
I went to check my breathing, heartbeat, pulse... but I couldn't feel anything at all.
There is no room for self-deception anymore.
The person in front of me has completely left this world, without a trace of life.
The letter beside the pillow was quickly discovered and unfolded carefully.
The first sentence completely shattered all their hopes.
"Sorry, I lied to you."