C474 Heavily Injured

The news of the Army of Chu withdrawing troops rashly spread to the ears of the king of the Chu Country. The king of the Chu Country was extremely powerful, and used a series of methods to block the mouths of the citizens in the court.

However, in response to a request from a few officials, he had Gongsun Heng write a letter and tell him the reason for retreating.

Inside the tent, Gongsun Heng read the letter that came from the Chu Country. His indifferent expression finally had a hint of change, and his ice-cold eyes held a trace of ridicule.

"Cough, cough, cough."

"Cough, cough, cough."

Gongsun Heng's cold brows changed, as though he was in a hurry.

He entered the house and helped the person lying on the bed up, allowing him to lean on his shoulder.

He was An Muxi.

Pale lips, sunken eye sockets, and a dull gray look in his eyes.

"Your Highness, what time is it now?" Lying in Gongsun Heng's embrace, An Muxi asked weakly with a gentle smile.

"When." Gongsun Heng replied indifferently, under his seemingly cold and indifferent expression was a hidden restraint and love that had not been exposed to others.

"I heard that His Highness has withdrawn his troops?" An Muxi glanced at Gongsun Heng with suspicion, and seeing that Gongsun Heng had lightly nodded his head, he immediately became anxious: "How can Your Highness withdraw your troops at such a crucial time! "This subject knows that His Highness has always wanted to unify the world, but His Highness' actions have now gone against His Highness' original intentions."

"Furthermore, His Highness took the military order and made a promise in the hall of the Chu Country. If the emperor knew, he would definitely blame His Highness. Your Highness is extremely intelligent, and every move is usually decided after careful deliberation. How could you be so rash this time! "

An Muxi was so flustered that he couldn't speak properly, and when he realised it, he saw that his highness was unhappy, he pursed his lips, but still choked on his words.

He had grown up together with His Highness, and no one was more clear than him about what His Highness was thinking in his heart, which was why he lost his composure this time.

Gongsun Heng looked at An Muxi's perturbed expression and his extremely pale lips, and his eyes darkened.

"An Muxi."

"Hmm?"

"If you are sick, you can rest in peace. The decision to withdraw was made after careful deliberation, not out of impulse. Do you understand? "

Gongsun Heng said indifferently, but his deep blue eyes were staring straight at An Muxi, not letting any of the expression that was revealed on An Muxi's face slip away.

An Muxi bit his lips, as though he still wanted to say something, but eventually didn't.

"This subject understands."

"You grew up together with Gu Yong. Others might not understand his actions, but you cannot fail to understand his actions. Others can speculate on my thoughts, but you cannot deny that I am alone. "

"If you want to change my decision, then hurry up and get better."

Gongsun Heng left behind these two sentences, and then left.

Only An Muxi was left lying on the bed, lost in thought as he watched Gongsun Heng's departing back.

After a long time, he laughed bitterly.

They all knew that they weren't actually sick. It was because they were poisoned, and there was no cure.

In these past few days, while Gongsun Heng marched to war, he also needed to find a good doctor to treat the poison in his body, but even that reclusive genius doctor could only temporarily alleviate the poison in his body.

If he were to drag this weak body along, it would be better to just die.

But he knew, Gongsun Heng would not allow him to die, seeing his tenacious look, even if An Muxi wanted to die, he had never revealed a single trace of such emotions.

He was willing to obediently listen to Gongsun Heng's arrangements. He could take medicine to cure his illness and even lie to himself that he was just sick.

However, An Muxi was still unable to deceive himself when he spat out fresh blood with a dark purple color time and time again.

"Puff …"

An Muxi once again spat out a mouthful of black blood. He looked at the pool of blood on the ground and stayed silent for a long while before laughing in a low voice.

The laughter was filled with endless sadness and despair.

After Gongsun Heng left the tent, he did not leave but stood in the middle of the tent while blowing on the cool breeze.

Hearing the sound of blood spitting out from the tent, a few traces of anxiety flashed through his heart. He wanted to go in and investigate, but he stopped himself in his tracks. Under the cover of his sleeves, his hands were tightly clenched.

Finally, the tent descended into silence once more.

"Black Hawk."

"Your subordinate is here." A black figure immediately appeared behind Gongsun Heng.

"Is there any news about the Divine Doctor?" Gongsun Heng asked indifferently. However, under this calm and collected state, there was a calmness that only he himself knew about.

"Still looking." The black hawk answered.

Gongsun Heng said: "Continue to send people to look for him. If there is any news, inform Gu."

"Yes." With a flash, the black figure disappeared once again into thin air.

After a long while, Gongsun Heng's brows finally moved a little.

At this time, the curtain of night had completely enveloped the entire sky. There were numerous stars in the sky, connecting together to form a dazzling galaxy.

However, under this stretch of milky way, Gongsun Heng felt that his heart was already slowly being devoured by darkness.

If he did not guess wrongly, the faint sound from inside the tent just now was probably An Muxi vomiting blood again. But he could not do anything about An Muxi.

As the Prime Minister's only son, An Muxi had always been a proud and arrogant kid. Even if he suffered a few injuries, he would still scream, and even though he had calmed down a lot over the years, in front of the Prime Minister, An Muxi was still the same as when he had met his for the first time.

The first time she saw him, his legs had twisted, so she squatted on the ground and cried non-stop. She was frustrated by his crying, but unexpectedly, she carried him on her back and sent him back to Prime Minister's Estate.

Later on, he got entangled with himself and grew up together. Together, they staggered over.

After so many years, even he who was cold and cold-hearted had unconsciously gotten used to this person's existence.

Yet, this existence was disappearing bit by bit. He would absolutely not allow such a thing to happen.

But ever since he was poisoned, An Muxi had become extremely obedient, to the point that she was no longer afraid of pain or suffering.

He knew that An Muxi had turned into this because of him, and did not want him to worry. However, the more acted this way, the more miserable he felt, and the more powerless he felt.

He really wanted to hack the person who poisoned him into a thousand pieces, but he still hadn't found out who the person was.

With one tent separated by two people, Gongsun Heng who was outside of the tent felt guilt, heartache, worry, and helplessness, sadness, and despair.

However, the two of them were unwilling to tell the other that they wanted to shoulder the burden themselves. Obviously, the other party was the person who should be by their side at this moment.

Gongsun Heng stood tall and jade-like, guarding the outside of the camp. He did not sleep the whole night, but lay quietly on the sickbed.

The sky turned white, and the light of the morning sun gradually drove away the dark night.

Suddenly, a crackling sound came from within the tent, followed by the sound of something falling to the ground, followed by a faint groan.

Seemingly in an instant, Gongsun Heng's figure appeared in the accounts.