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Volume 2 The Suave Romance Chapter 483 The deadline is approaching

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    "How is the emperor's condition?" As he walked, Yu Yi asked the imperial doctor beside him.

    "It's okay." When the imperial doctor heard this, his breath suddenly suffocated and his heartbeat skipped a beat. A layer of fine sweat beads appeared on his forehead in the cold winter, and his face was very ugly. Waiting for Yu Yi  It seems that he was busy and said in a evasive way: "Master Yu, the emperor is in a hurry, let's go in quickly!"

    Yu Yi frowned, glanced at the imperial doctor and said nothing, but his steps were a little faster.

    Seeing that Yu Yi was walking intently and not paying attention to himself, the imperial doctor obviously breathed a sigh of relief, but the cold feeling on his hands and feet proved the fear in his heart just now.  Licking his lips and staring at Yu Yi's stooped back, a complicated look flashed in the eyes of the imperial physician, and he immediately quickened his pace to follow.

    "General Yu¡ª¡ª"

    Yu Yi was worried about the war outside the city and Yu Wenyong's condition, so he concentrated on walking and did not pay attention to the call of a middle-aged man walking towards him not far away.

    This middle-aged man has a strange appearance, his eyes are as bright as stars, and he has an outstanding temperament. This man is Yang Jian, who luckily escaped from Pingyang.  That day, after Yang Jian and Yang Lihua separated, they galloped along the path alone, and finally met up with Yu Wenyong when he was about to withdraw into Dingyang City.

    In the middle of the night, Yang Jian was in ragged clothes and had more than ten wounds all over his body. He looked like a bloody man. He was frightened along the way and was hit by the wind and snow. As soon as he met Yu Yi, he fell to the ground and fell unconscious.  For the past few days, Yang Jian has been living in seclusion and recuperating from his injuries. It was not until today that his injuries improved that he was able to come out of the house.

    Seeing that Yu Yi's face was serious and he was walking in a hurry, rushing towards Yu Wenyong's residence without paying attention to him, Yang Jian raised his eyebrows, his expression moved, and he couldn't help but have a guess in his heart: "Could it be"

    Thinking of this, Yang Jian's eyes narrowed slightly, but the light in them became brighter and more captivating, and his tightly pursed lips showed his inner unrest.  Looking steadily at the figures of Yu Yi and the imperial doctor walking away one after another, Yang Jian's body suddenly stood as straight as a pine tree, with no sign of illness at all, and his face suddenly became more serious and dignified than ever before.  The brilliance in his eyes became more and more abundant.

    Yu Yi had no way of knowing what happened to Yang Jian before and after. He walked quickly and finally arrived outside the door of Yu Wenyong's room after taking more than ten breaths.  Taking a deep breath, Yu Yi straightened up his appearance slightly, then pushed the door open and bowed to the ground with respect, saying: "The humble minister Yu Yi is here to see your majesty. May my emperor be as blessed as the East Sea and live as long as the Southern Mountains!"

    "Ahem!" There was a cough first, and then Yu Wenyong's weak and hoarse voice sounded: "Yu Aiqing, get up!"

    Yu Yi quickly thanked him, stood up, and then stepped forward and looked carefully at Yu Wenyong on the bed.  Although Yu Wenyong woke up, his face looked much more embarrassing than a few days ago. His whole face looked haggard, and his original majestic aura was now of course gone. Even his eyes, which had always been deep and wise, now looked a little cloudy.  When he got up, he seemed to be twenty years older.

    There was a hint of gloom in Yu Yi's heart, but with a happy smile on his face, he knelt down in front of the bed, looked into Yu Wenyong's eyes and said, "Your Majesty, I'm really glad that you're awake!"

    Yu Wenyong twitched the corners of his mouth, as if he wanted to laugh, but what he coughed instead was a violent cough, and with the cough, his sallow face finally gained a touch of rosy color.  After taking a few rough breaths, Yu Wenyong motioned to Yu Yi to help him up and sit on the head of the bed. Then he said weakly: "Yu Aiqing, you have worked hard these days!"

    "Your Majesty, please don't say that. Everything is the responsibility of minor ministers." For some reason, seeing the frail appearance of the high and mighty emperor in the past, Yu Yi felt a blockage in his heart and his voice trembled slightly.  .

    Yu Wenyong couldn't help but smile when he heard this, but this smile was full of loneliness and bitterness.  And with this smile, his energy seemed to be getting better, and his breathing was not as heavy as before.  Yu Wenyong raised his hand and held Yu Yi's hand and said: "Yu Aiqing, I called you here because I have something to tell you."

    Hearing these words, Yu Yi's heart trembled slightly, and he suppressed the uneasiness in his heart. He said with concern: "Your Majesty, you have just woken up and need more rest. Although I have little talent and little knowledge, I can still barely do it.  Take care of the Dingyang matter and you don¡¯t have to worry about it.¡±

    Hearing this, Yu Wenyong¡¯s eyes flashed with relief.  Patting the back of Yu Yi's rough hand, Yu Wenyong let out a long sigh, his eyes became a little blurred, and a touch of sadness and loss appeared on his face.

    Yu Yi¡¯s brows furrowed deeper, the melancholy in his eyes became thicker, and he felt inexplicably uneasy. He wanted to say something, but he moved his lips a few times but didn¡¯t know what to say.

    After a while, Yu Wenyong spoke again. Although his voice was still weak, it was much smoother. However, what he said made Yu Yi Xian confused.Some will jump up from the ground.

    "My beloved, my time is approaching, and I'm afraid I don't have much time left."

    Yu Wenyong¡¯s tone was calm and his voice was not loud, but it was like thunder in Yu Yi¡¯s ears. He was stunned and his mind went blank.  After a long time, Yu Yi came back to his senses, twitched the corners of his stiff lips, and said with a dry smile: "Your Majesty was joking with me, but I almost took it seriously. It is really a sin, a sin."

    As if to emphasize something, Yu Yi continued: "Your Majesty, you are the True Dragon Emperor. You are blessed by God and Buddha. You have a long life, so how can you have an end?"

    Yu Wenyong saw the panic on Yu Yi's face and couldn't help but smile softly and said: "Yu Aiqing, in the past and present, who in this world can survive birth, old age, illness and death? Wouldn't someone as powerful as Emperor Qin and Han Wu turn into loess in the end?" He paused.  After a pause, Yu Wenyong sighed and said: "I am not afraid of life or death, but I didn't expect that this day would come so early and so suddenly!"

    Yu Yi fell silent immediately, and all the fake smiles on his face disappeared. The worry and sadness in his eyes could no longer be concealed, and his eyes were slightly red.

    "To unify the Central Plains and intimidate the world is not only Yu Wenyong's dream, but also the goal that Yu Yi, Wei Xiaokuan and other cronies hope for.  However, now that the hegemony has not yet been achieved, Zeng Jin's friends and brothers are dying and injured, and Yu Wenyong is even on his deathbed.  The Ping Qi plan has failed, but domestic affairs have not yet been arranged. How can Yu Wenyong rest assured?

    "Ai Qing, I ask myself that I am a wise king. I may not be as good as the sages, but I am worthy of the millions of people in Zhou Dynasty and worthy of my ancestors. But I neglected to discipline the prince, allowing him to develop many bad habits and do bad things.  There are a lot of things happening between flies and dogs."

    "Shamen (Wang Gui's nickname) pointed out the prince's fault many times, and even persuaded me to establish another prince. However, most of the princes were young, how could they have the ability to govern the country? I thought I could live a few more years and be able to treat you well.  Let¡¯s make a choice after things are settled, but God doesn¡¯t allow it!¡±

    "Your Majesty¡ª¡ª" Yu Yi felt sad in his heart and couldn't hold it back anymore, so he couldn't help but burst into tears.

    "I am writing a decree for you, Ai Qing."

    "Yes." Yu Yi knew that it was too late to say anything, so in order to faithfully carry out the order, he took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone and waited for Yu Wenyong's instructions.

    ¡­¡­

    Outside Dingyang City, Gao Xing arrived as promised, sitting on a sweaty horse, dressed in white clothes, as white as snow.  Behind him, five thousand cavalry and twenty-five thousand infantry were arranged in a neat formation, looking at Dingyang City indifferently, exuding a chilling atmosphere.

    "Boom! Boom! Boom!"

    The dull drum beat rang out, shaking the earth and shaking the minds of Zhou Jun at the top of Dingyang City.  Although not many people came from the Qi army, they did not have much confidence when facing the Qi army again, and they lacked the will to fight.

    The drummer was a rugged-looking man with a beard that looked like a steel needle.  On his upper body, the bronze muscles are tattooed like granite, and they move violently as his thick arms swing the drumsticks, demonstrating the unparalleled divine power in the owner's body.

    This man is Cheng Yaojin, the commander-in-chief of Modao Army.  On that day, he advanced blindly, causing all the Qi troops to be trapped between the two sides of the Zhou army. If he had not been happy to kill him in time, even if the Qi army could defeat Wei Xiaokuan in the end, the losses would not be small.

    Although Gao Gao admired Cheng Yaojin's bravery, he was also troubled by his impatience and bellicosity, so he used the mistakes he made this time to demote him to a drummer. When will his temper be tempered and when will he be able to recover?  Duty, go into battle to kill the enemy.

    Cheng Yaojin was heartily convinced by the punishment he was given and did not dare to complain.  Firstly, he was happy that it was easy to defeat him, and secondly, his recklessness directly caused Mo Daojun to lose nearly 500 people. Not only was he happy and pained in his heart, Cheng Yaojin also felt his heart bleed.

    Anger must have an outlet. Zhou Jun undoubtedly became the culprit in Cheng Yaojin's heart, and the cowhide war drum in front of him was naturally the best way to vent his anger. Cheng Yaojin beat the war drum to share his strength.  The drum head was cracked.

    "Yu Yi, Gao Xing came to visit as promised, but you didn't dare to show up, but you were afraid and escaped quietly?" After the exciting drum beat, Gao Xing waved his hand to signal Cheng Yaojin to stop and said loudly.

    "My dear, please don't be so arrogant!" As soon as Gao Xing finished speaking, someone suddenly appeared under the commander's banner at the head of the city, but it wasn't Wang Yi. Who else came.  Now he has put on armor and has a sword on his waist, looking at him with a cold expression and shouting happily.

    He was surprised when he didn't see Yu Yi appear, but with a gentle smile on his face, he asked with concern: "General Wang, I haven't seen you for a few days. Is the injury on your shoulder feeling better?"

    Hearing this, Wang Yi had an angry look on his face, a gleam of hatred flashed in his eyes, and said coldly: "It's just a minor injury, why should I care about it? Today I will avenge you with one arrow, and I swear to kill you under the horse!"

    "How can I dare to defeat my general?"Brave?  The huge Zhou Kingdom is now full of people who deceive the world and steal their reputation. It is really pitiful, lamentable, and sad!  "He shook his head happily, with a look of extreme disappointment on his face.

    "Little thief, don't show off your words. If you have the ability, fight with me for three hundred rounds!" Wang Yi was furious, his face turned from green to red, then red to purple, his eyes were blood red, as if he wanted to choose someone.  bite.

    "I'm ashamed to kill a person who sells his head by inserting bids!" The happy reply pierced Wang Yi's heart like a sharp knife, tearing away all his dignity and completely detonating the anger in his chest.

    "You straight mother-in-law, if I don't kill you today, I swear I won't be a human being!"

    Faced with Wang Yi¡¯s angry scolding, he was happy but ignored it, his anger sank into his Dantian, and he yelled with eyes wide open: ¡°Yu Wenyong, get out¡ª¡ª¡±

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