Yun Xiao grinned with his cracked lips and gave a smile that was even worse than crying at the imperial doctor's hand. "I fainted again."

When I woke up again, my pair of blue eyes were staring at me. My long golden hair was hanging on my chest, and itchy. I tried to move my body, and every joint and muscle in my body was sore. It seemed that there was a piece of red charcoal stuck in my throat, and the burning feeling was indescribable.

Seeing herself awakening, Ellis danced with excitement. As she shouted loudly, several more heads soon surrounded her bedside.

Goddess, Nangong, and Zhiling. Several of his wives were there. It seemed that he was very sick this time, otherwise they would not have come from Jimo in a bumpy sea boat. Especially Nangong, the woman in Guanzhong had never been on a sea boat. Yun Xiao could even imagine that Nangong was vomiting in a mess.

After experiencing too much blood and killing, the warmth of relatives nourished Yun Xiao's body and mind. Yun Xiao raised his hand with difficulty. He stroked Nangong's pale face and tried hard to show them a smile. For these women, he was their heaven. If he really had three or two shorts, it would be like the sky collapsed for them.

"I have a way to return the imperial doctor's saint. The thing called Korean ginseng is really useful. I'll ask someone to prepare!" Nangong's tears flowed down like a flood that broke the dam. She turned around, not wanting her husband to see her crying. But her shrugged shoulders showed that uneasy heart.

Yun Xiao tried hard to speak, but his unscrupulous throat did not allow him to slip out of its defense zone.

The arrival of the imperial doctor's saint hand finally relieved Yun Xiao's embarrassment. He picked up Yun Xiao's hand, put on Yun Xiao's pulse, and touched Yun Xiao's forehead.

"When the fever subsides, the rest depends on one's own support. The hostility is too heavy, which harms others and oneself. Alas, the Mohist school advocates the sameness, respect for the virtuous, not attack, love, heavenly ambition, enlightenment of ghosts, not fate, not joy, use of rituals, and burials for peace.

But what about you... Alas, I really don't know if your ex-Juzi is entrusted to you."

The imperial doctor's hand put down Yun Xiao's hand and left without looking back. Only Zi Feng was left to arrange people to boil medicine for Yun Xiao.

After more than ten days of recuperation, Yun Xiao spit out countless yellow and green phlegm pieces. The phlegm pieces are as solid as the essence, and with a "boom" sound in the spittoon, they can hit the bottom of the spittoon.

My throat finally stopped hurting. I could also speak. Several wives took turns to talk to them. The children sometimes came to visit them. But they were afraid that Yun Xiao would disturb him, so they just invited an An and were driven out by their wives.

Only then did Yun Xiao realize that he had started to get fever and talk nonsense when he came back from Jicheng. Dai Yu hurriedly passed a letter to Jimo, and it happened that the imperial doctor's saint hand brought Zi Feng and other students to collect herbs in Laoshan.

When the imperial physician saint took Geng Feng's ship to the Great King City, Yun Xiao had been in a coma for seven days. During these seven days, he could only barely drink some broth and vomit frequently. His cheeks had begun to collapse.

The imperial doctor in Dawang City had been chopped off his head, and as Yun Xiao became seriously ill, the Yun family's temperament began to become violent, Dai Yu was killing people. The goshawk who rushed back to Jicheng was also killing people. The bear was killing people. All the generals of the Yun family were killing people.

In the past, anyone who caught Benhan would be sent to Jicheng City, but now, anyone who was dressed in Benhan's service would be cut off by the samurai of the Yun family. The trench excavated outside Jicheng was full of corpses. The smell of corpses could be heard from ten miles away, and countless crows were pecking at the dead. The rats were red in their eyes and even the living dared to bite them.

But there are still people in Ji City who keep fleeing, wanting to survive. They no longer care about a lot, and as long as they can survive, they are willing to do anything.

It has been half a month since Jicheng was out of food. In the past half month, people in Jicheng caught all the mice. They gnawed all the barks of trees, and even the crows that pecked dead outside the city were their food. Eating people is no longer a new thing. The children of any family couldn't bear it and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.

When the firewood is burned, it is burned with dead bones. Those children who have disappeared often cannot even see the scum, as if they have never existed in this world.

Finally, a month after Jicheng was out of food, no one came out of the city. Xiaoxiong wanted to send someone in to investigate. But no one was willing to go in, and even the guards of the Yun family who were so angry that they were not willing. Jicheng completely turned into a dead city.

Yun Xiao was sleeping for a month and a half, and hundreds of thousands of people were lying in the line of life and death he had drawn forever on the peninsula.

The goshawk and the bear are back, and there are no living people in Jicheng. Their mission has been completed, but no one is happy. There is no pleasure after revenge. There is only disgust and inexplicable sadness.

"You are in a nightmare, but you still have awe in your heart. No matter what you believe in in this world, or where you are from, even if you are rich and powerful, you are still powerful. You are still alone, and what you do is contrary to heaven. Even if you say you are not afraid, you are still afraid in your heart." The imperial doctor's saint sat in front of Yun Xiao's bed, saying while giving Yun Xiao a needle.

"Actually, I had already put down Ji Mei that day, and I don't know what happened. The more authority I have in my hands, the more murderous thoughts in my heart will be. If it were before, I would never have done such a thing. In fact, Ji Mei is right. If you sow the seeds of violence, you will only get the fruits of violence.

I wanted to let the people of Jicheng go, but how did I know this disease…”

"Haha, you have been sleeping for two months. Jicheng is like a mountain. I heard that you changed Jicheng to Daqiu. What does this mean? A big tomb?"

"It's a big tomb, with so many people dead. Isn't this tomb big enough? I'm afraid that only King Xiang Yu of Chu and Mr. Wu'an, Bai Qi, can compare with me. I really didn't expect that I would be lined up with them on top."

"Does the title of butcher sound good? Which of them has a good ending? It's not unreasonable for the Mohist school to say that love is not attacking. If I hadn't heard you talk about the Korean ginseng, you might have been buried now. The boys outside would be like scattered jackals, crazily tearing everything apart."

Yun Xiao closed his eyes helplessly. During those days of unconsciousness, he really felt that he was dead. He still vaguely remembered the feeling of his soul leaving his body.

"Let go of the murderous thoughts in your heart, and keep them calmly. After raising them, go and kill people." The imperial doctor's snorted heavily on his nose. He pulled out the needle from Yun Xiao's body, raised his legs and left.

This old guy said that he adhered to the Mohist teachings and was most bored with killing. Yun Xiao's approach has touched his bottom line, and it is a great exception to be able to heal Yun Xiao. It is simply impossible to ask the old man to give him a good look.

I heard that Yun Xiao's illness could cure it by eating Korean ginseng, so almost all the generals of the Yun family were desperately looking for Korean ginseng. Seeing that the imperial doctor's hand walked out with a medicine box, Xiao Xiong hurriedly slipped in.

"Mr. Marquis, you can speak. The little bear felt at ease. This was the Korean ginseng I just found for you. They said it was a thousand years old, and I was afraid that I would coax me in the future. So I went to see the doctor in the Dawang City. As a result, all the famous doctors in the Dawang City were killed by Master Dai. He had to find a not-so-famous person. He said that eating it can not only cure diseases, but also prolong life.

Marquis, you should eat it now. I have someone washed it!" The bear said and took out a very large ginseng.

This is the same as the old ginseng, and the beards and eyebrows are almost all in shape. The bear thought that this thing is the same as the radish, and you can eat it after washing it.

Yun Xiao smiled bitterly. If he ate this thing like this, even if he suffered a great loss in his body, he would have to burn himself to death.

"Jicheng, uh... Daqiu. It's not busy with farming now. Take some civilians to take them away. Keep all the bones and bury them well. Let's fill the ditch we dug."
Chapter completed!