Wu Kui widened his eyes and looked surprised.

"Being killed? Why? Who is so cruel?" Anger surged in his heart, feeling unfair about Song Shuwen's experience.

Song Shuwen's face showed a look of fatigue. He waved his hand gently and said, "I don't want to say it anymore. I'm too tired. Young man, don't be unable to think too much. You will have great merits to save me. But now I'm very weak and I have nothing to eat. Should you help me up?"

There was a hint of expectation in his eyes, and he tried to persuade Wu Kui not to seek death in this way.

Wu Kui's face was still gloomy, and he said coldly: "Since that's the case, I'll send you up and seek death by myself."

Song Shuwen sighed helplessly, feeling full of disappointment.

He was silent for a moment, and finally asked, "How did you wake me up?"

Wu Kui replied expressionlessly: "I know medical skills. I learned from an old doctor when I was a child."

Song Shuwen's eyes lit up, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"So that's it, then we are fellow practitioners, and I am also a doctor." A sense of intimacy surged in his heart, as if he had found a soulmate.

Wu Kui was slightly stunned and looked at Song Shuwen with some surprise.

"Are you a doctor?"

Song Shuwen nodded, showing a look of pride on his face.

"Yes, I practice medicine all my life and saved countless lives."

A hint of admiration surged in Wu Kui's heart. He didn't expect that this old man was also a doctor.

Wu Kui said nothing more. He walked to Song Shuwen and reached out to help him carefully.

Song Shuwen nodded slightly to show his gratitude.

The two began to move forward slowly, looking for a way out from the bottom of the cliff.

Although Song Shuwen was weak and pale, his steps were unexpectedly agile.

Wu Kui followed Song Shuwen and looked at his steady steps, a hint of inferiority surging in his heart.

He didn't expect that this injured old man was more energetic than himself.

He thought to himself: "This old man is really not simple. It seems that I have to be strong too."

They walked hard at the bottom of the cliff, and the surrounding environment was very harsh.

There are rugged rocks and weeds, and some unknown insects are also passing through the grass.

Wu Kui's mood became heavier and he didn't know if they could find a way out.

Song Shuwen seemed to notice Wu Kui's emotions. He turned his head and said with a smile: "Young man, don't be discouraged. We will definitely find a way out."

Wu Kui nodded, and a warm current surged in his heart.

He took a deep breath, cheered up and continued to follow Song Shuwen.

The afternoon sun shone through the window on Xi Yu's face, making him feel a little sleepy.

He slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep in a short while.

In the dream, Xi Yu saw Song Shuwen.

Song Shuwen's face was clearly visible. He looked at Xi Yu with a smile, as if he was telling something.

Xi Yu woke up from his sleep, and he suddenly sat up, his forehead covered with fine beads of sweat.

A special feeling surged in his heart, that is, Song Shuwen was still alive. This feeling was so strong that he could not ignore it.

Xi Yu's eyes were full of doubts and expectations. He didn't know what this dream meant, but his intuition told him that Song Shuwen might still be alive.

He stood up and paced around the room, thinking in his heart.

"Is Song Shuwen really still alive? If he is still alive, where is he?" Xi Yu said to himself, with an anxious expression on his face.

However, there is indeed no news about Song Shuwen so far.

Some soldiers suggested that Xi Yu hold a funeral for Song Shuwen, but Xi Yu would never do this before she could see anyone.

Xi Yu was full of worries. He came to the yard and pondered for a while, and suddenly felt that he should meet Liu Xie.

He thought to thank Liu Xie for his condolences. So Xi Yu immediately set off for the palace.

When he came to the palace, he saw Liu Xie and a little eunuch playing chess with all his attention.

Liu Xie frowned slightly, thinking about how to move the next move, while the little eunuch stared at the chessboard nervously, not daring to slacken at all.

Xi Yu stood quietly aside without disturbing them.

He watched Liu Xie play chess with the little eunuch, and felt a lot of emotion.

Such a quiet picture seems particularly precious.

Liu Xie lost one son, and the little eunuch also followed him. Then the little eunuch said in frustration: "Your Majesty, if the slave loses, your majesty is still good."

Liu Xie frowned and said angrily: "You slave must have lost to me on purpose, which is very boring."

The little eunuch waved his hand quickly and said in panic: "Your Majesty, I have no intention of this."

Liu Xie was about to say something else, but suddenly he caught Xi Yu from the corner of his eyes.

Xi Yu hurriedly bowed and said respectfully: "Your Majesty atones for his sins. Just now, because he didn't want to disturb Your Majesty's chess game, he didn't bow rashly."

His face was full of apology and his eyes were filled with respect.

Liu Xie nodded slightly, the anger on his face calmed down, and he said, "Get up, you don't have to be so polite to me."

Xi Yu stood up straight, lowered his head slightly, waiting for Liu Xie's inquiry.

Liu Xie looked at Xi Yu and thought about his purpose in his heart.

When the little eunuch heard Liu Xie's order, he hurriedly bowed and retreated. Before leaving, he secretly glanced at Xi Yu.

After the little eunuch left, Liu Xie pointed to the seat next to him and said to Xi Yu: "I love you, sit down."

Xi Yu bowed slightly, then sat down slowly, sitting in a straight posture, and did not dare to slack off at all.

Liu Xie looked at Xi Yu with a hint of concern in his eyes and asked, "Xi Aiqing, why are you here today?"

Xi Yu showed gratitude on his face, and he lowered his head slightly and said, "Your Majesty, I came here this time to thank Your Majesty for his condolences for the loss of my son. Your Majesty's care makes me feel warm."

After hearing this, Liu Xie sighed softly, and a hint of sadness appeared in his eyes. "It is indeed the most painful thing in the world for a white-haired man to send a black-haired man to a white-haired man. I hope you can be free from the pain as soon as possible."

His voice was soft, but full of sincere emotions.

"I remember your Majesty's concern in my heart. I will definitely work hard to get out of my grief and share your worries."

Liu Xie raised his chin slightly, with a hint of expectation in his eyes, and said to Xi Yu: "I love you, can you accompany me to play chess?"

When Xi Yu heard this, he immediately showed a respectful look on his face and bowed slightly and said, "Your Majesty invites you, but I will not ask for it."

The attendants quickly set up the chessboard, and Liu Xie and Xi Yu sat opposite each other.

The king and his minister come and go back and forth, and the situation on the chessboard gradually becomes tense.

Liu Xie sometimes frowned slightly and sometimes smiled, obviously very devoted to this chess game.

After Xi Yu and Liu Xie played chess, their mood was a little relieved and they returned to the mansion with a hint of contemplation.

As soon as I entered the mansion, I saw Xi Zhicai standing there, as if waiting for him.

When Xi Zhicai saw Xi Yu return, he stepped forward and bowed slightly and said, "Brother, I'm here to say goodbye and I'm ready to go back."

Xi Yu was slightly stunned, with a look of retention on his face and said, "Zhicai, why are you in such a hurry? Stay for a few more days."

Xi Zhicai shook his head gently and said calmly: "I will feel uncomfortable after I have been here for a long time. It is better to go back to my country house."

Xi Yu looked at Xi Zhicai's firm expression and knew that he had decided to leave, so he stopped forcing him and sighed: "Since that's the case, then you can go back. Be careful on the road, and come back at any time if you need it."
Chapter completed!