My ...... eyes were spiced up.
Gu Yuanbai was about to avert his eyes when he suddenly saw the wound on Xue Yuan's waist. It was a horribly scarred knife wound, and even now it still looked as if the injury had been so severe that it could have killed him.
"How did this happen?" Gu Yuanbai frowned, wondering what kind of encounter could have caused the main character's attack in the text to receive such a fatal injury.
"Born to look like this," Xue Yuan frowned, "I'm a rough man, I can't compare to Your Majesty."
Gu Yuanbai's eyebrows throbbed, "I'm talking about the injury on your waist!"
Xue Yuan's face instantly turned cold as he silently pulled up his pants and was about to turn around to follow the guards to gather firewood.
Gu Yuanbai snapped, "Come back to me!"
Xue Yuan's footsteps lurched and he paused for a moment before turning around to face Gu Yuanbai again.
The peaks of his eyebrows were pressed, his eyes were cloudy, and a black sinking mist obscured the color of his eyes, but anyone could see that he was in a very bad mood at this time.
Like an oil barrel that explodes at the slightest point, it is still pressing to stay away from Gu Yuanbai for fear of hurting His Holiness.
The reprimand that was about to break from his throat was suppressed by Gu Yuanbai, who let out a cold snort and said, "Isn't it to heal my wounds?"
The color in Xue Yuan's eyes changed a few times, and finally he stepped forward and walked in, saying in a low voice, "Where did the saint get hurt?"
Earlier, he had begged Gu Yuanbai to let him take a look, but as a result, once the injury on his waist was mentioned, this mad dog now lost the lowly, soft plea he had just made.
Gu Yuanbai said unhappily, "Between the calves on the left side."
Xue Yuan lowered his head and knelt on one knee, lifting Gu Yuanbai's left leg up, the power suit ankle nudity tightened, he had to loosen them one by one, and then rolled his pants leg upwards.
Gu Yuanbai is wearing a big red dress today, if it is injured and bleeding it is really difficult to see from the outside. Gu Yuanbai just feel some pain here, and so Xue Yuan will be left leg calf exposed, his eyes look, turned out to be really cut out a mouth.
It should have been inadvertently scratched by a branch or leaf or an accessory, Xue Yuan's face sank when he saw the wound, and his hands became even more gentle. He took out the unused medicine bottle from last time from his pocket, and after cleaning the wound, he gave Gu Yuanbai medicine.
Serious and incomparable, the hand smearing the medicine didn't shake a bit, and he was afraid that Gu Yuanbai would draw back his leg in pain, and even freed up a hand to firmly clutch Gu Yuanbai's ankle.
The palm was as hot as fire.
Gu Yuanbai lightly glanced at the wound, "Xue Jiuyao, I'm asking you, what did you just turn around and walk away from?"
Xue Yuan, however, said, "Your Holiness, Elder Zhang and the others have returned."
Gu Yuanbai looked up, and in just a blink of an eye, Xue Yuan had already retreated, personally getting ready to light the wet wood that had been drenched in rainwater.
After a few moments, the head of the guards took a wet handkerchief and came over, explaining in a warm voice, "Your Holiness, Lord Xue said that once these wet logs are ignited, there will be a big smoke, lest it chokes you, it is better to cover your mouth and nose with a wet handkerchief."
Gu Yuanbai took the wet handkerchief and glanced at Xue Yuan's background, and the head guard followed his gaze. Even though he disliked Xue Yuan, the loyal and reliable chief of guards still said, "Lord Xue knows a lot."
Gu Yuanbai covered his mouth and nose with a pad and finally said, "You need to learn more good things from him."
Zhang Xu's face twisted, almost wanting to say that there were still good things in Servant Xue? However, since it was His Holiness who said this, he just assumed that he had overlooked the good things in Xue Yuan because of his prejudices, so he nodded and said, "I will listen to what His Holiness has to say."
Gu Yuanbai nodded gently.
When the fire was lit, the smoke within the cave slowly cleared.
Gu Yuanbai sat by the fire, the firelight reflecting his face. The Xue Yuan of this meeting was unusually silent, just concentrating on fiddling with the fire.
Gu Yuanbai said, "Servant Xue, I'm going to ask you a few questions."
Xue Yuan's remaining light glanced over him, warm light jumping over the little emperor, his face slightly reddened by the fire, tender like tofu. He unconsciously softened his tone, "What does Your Majesty want to ask?"
Gu Yuanbai said, "Ask about your army's munitions, about your army's soldiers and horses with the old and the new, and about those veterans who have been injured."
Gu Yuanbai naturally understood these issues, but when looking at them from another angle, there might be a different gain.
Xue Yuan was very familiar with these things, he opened his mouth and said everything. Which ones were okay, which ones he scoffed at, and there were some ideas that surprisingly overlapped with Gu Yuanbai's ideas.
Gu Yuanbai raised an eyebrow and looked at him with a smile as he said, and after he finished talking about the distribution of the army and the friction between the new and old soldiers, Gu Yuanbai repeated the question he wanted to know the most, "What about those injured veterans?"
Xue Yuan said with a wry smile, "Your Holiness, they'll be miserable."
"Those who are lightly wounded have no need to waste medicine and get over it on their own. Those with heavy injuries have no need to waste medicine and wait for their own death. Those with broken legs and no hands, because they can't go to war and can't hold a big sword or a long spear, there's no need to heal their wounds at all."
Xue Yuan was cold in his eyes, and he didn't forget to turn his head sideways towards the surrounding guards who were listening to him with a fanged and oozing smile, "What a good tactic to save herbs, yes or no?"
The guards had complex expressions, and they all saw that Xue Yuan had said something ironic.
But such a scene, even with all the talk, does not have the same impact as going to see it in person. It was just that Xue Yuan had personally experienced the battlefield, so when he spoke such words, he was born with a three-quarter convincing aura.
Gu Yuanbai asked again, "How did the injury on the side of your waist come about?"
Xue Yuan slowly looked at him and hooked his lips, "Your Holiness really wants to know?"
His expression was off, like a large beast on the verge of an outburst.
Gu Yuanbai nodded.
Xue Yuan suddenly stormed up and heavily pushed Gu Yuanbai to the ground like a vicious wolf. He braced his hands on the side of Gu Yuanbai's head, his eyes flushed red, and his entire body blocked a dark shadow over Gu Yuanbai, "Your Holiness, do you know about two-legged sheep?"
"Your Holiness!" The guards rose abruptly, drawing their sabers and aiming them at Xue Yuan, surrounding the two of them, "Xue Yuan, let go of His Majesty!"
The mad dog was really mad and looked horrible, but it was obviously such a heavy blow, but Gu Yuanbai surprisingly didn't feel much pain.
Xue Yuan probably didn't even notice himself that his movements were unconsciously much lighter as he lowered Gu Yuanbai to the ground.
Gu Yuanbai: "What is a two-legged sheep?"
"On the battlefield, the side that loses the battle is plundered clean," Xue Yuan grinned, grimly, "When there is no food, they treat the women as animals, as food, as military prostitutes, and as military pay to carry around with them. Calling them two-legged sheep. Those nomads also divided those women into three, six, nine classes, and the food was cooked in different ways... Your Holiness, the pretty-looking ones would be placed in a tank and slowly cooked over a small fire, and that's the kind of preferential treatment they gave to the pretty women." 1
The veins on Xue Yuan's neck were taut with anger, he pressed on, "We, who guard the border, want to kill these nomads. But no matter how many times we talk to the court, the court will not allow us to go to war! How many times can we drive them away? If we don't kill them all, they won't know what's good for them! We don't have pay, we don't have food, and our weapons are dull! Where are the replacements?"
Xue Yuan sneered, "That day, when I saw that group of nomads coming again, I guarded the people's homes in advance. They were scared, seeing us stationed at the border every day just not going to war, they thought we were with the nomads. We just appeared in front of their door, they thought we were going to snatch their family's maidens and eat them, and the old crone with white hair rushed out with a kitchen knife, and was subconsciously sliced by the soldiers under his command who raised their machetes."
"This confirms the fact that our group of officers and soldiers are cowards," Xue Yuan lowered his head, his hot nostrils spraying Gu Yuanbai's face, "They rioted. The rioting people either died or they killed us. The army suppressed the riots and didn't try to kill them, but they desperately tried to kill us. This injury to my old man, just a fart-sized bitch kid stabbed him with a knife."
The cave was silent, and only Xue Yuan's ragged breathing could be heard.
"But thanks to them rioting," Xue Yuan suddenly grinned a grin, "and robbing this group of dead people of their food, we were able to then survive."
One of the guards sniffed and stormed out, "How could you-"
Xue Yuan turned his head and gave them a vicious look, and those who spoke couldn't help but shut their mouths.
"Your Holiness has asked me so many questions, I also want to ask your Holiness one thing," Xue Yuan looked down at Gu Yuanbai, looking straight at the delicate little emperor who was completely different from him, stretching out a hand to lift the little emperor's chin, his hand had to control the force so it was tight and started to shake, "Your Holiness, you were doing What was it?"
The saint furrowed his brows slightly and said, "Xue Yuan, I can't stand the pain."
Xue Yuan's hands shook violently.
He looked at Gu Yuanbai stiffly, as if he had suffered a major shock, his madness completely dissipating. He slowly went down from the little emperor, then pulled Gu Yuanbai up and said in a mute voice, "Where does it hurt?"
Crazy, Xue Yuan felt like he was crazy.
Gu Yuanbai said the words "can't stand the pain", which instantly dispelled the resentment that had just risen in Xue Yuan's heart.
The pain of the last moment's recollections just came to an abrupt end, and the hatred of the rulers and those resentments that were eager to eat their flesh and blood calmed down again. The new anger and ruthlessness that had risen because of these things also seemed to be abruptly quenched by cold water.
Gu Yuanbai sat up, his hair stained with dust from the ground, and the fingerprints on his chin were clearly visible. Xue Yuan looked at this fingerprint that he had made, and the Yin Fury in his eyes turned and rushed at himself.
Xue Jiuyao, don't you know he's weak?
Xue Yuan raised his hand and gave himself a slap.
On second thought, you're finished Xue Yuan.
With all that heavy hate and resentment just now, you just can't pursue it.
Gu Yuanbai slowed down, it didn't really hurt much, Xue Yuan unconsciously protected him. When he said that, he just saw that Xue Yuan was going crazy, so he reminded him.
I just didn't realize how effective that statement would be.
Good to some ...... out of Gu Yuanbai s expectations.
Gu Yuanbai let out a breath, then turned on his side, and just as Xue Yuan had done to him just now, he also cupped Xue Yuan's chin and twisted this face so that he could clearly look straight at him.
The firelight jumped, and those around them dared not say a word, breathing in and out, the other man's breath sizzling more than their own.
"Since I'm here and in power, then what you're talking about won't happen again," Gu Yuanbai downplayed, "Servant Xue, do you believe me?"
Xue Yuan looked up at Gu Yuanbai, too late to make a comment, when he heard a strange sound.
The voice thumped as if it were still coming from his chest.