OBS Chapter 158 The Prince is a Nothing
Chapter 158 The Prince is a Nothing
At dusk, the sky was filled with the last ray of orange light.
Outside the capital, in Qingcheng Mountain, in the mountain stream.
Outside a thatched cottage, many people gathered. The leader was a man with gray hair, dark skin, and a majestic figure, about fifty years old. Time had left wrinkles on his face, but it could not erase his will and spirit.
At this moment, he held his sword to the ground with both hands, his eyes full of worry. He looked up at the closed door not far away, his brows furrowed.
There were two young men beside him. They were of similar age, and it was hard to tell who was older and who was younger. Their faces were similar, but one had more three-dimensional features and looked more masculine. The other had bright eyebrows and eyes, and looked a little more romantic.
The young man with handsome features is Bai Wei's second cousin, Xiao Minglou.
Xiao Minglou punched the jujube tree in the yard heavily. The jujube tree had not yet borne fruit in the spring. With one punch, only two green leaves fell. "Why hasn't the doctor come out yet? Is Mingyu okay?"
The bright-eyed young man was also filled with worry. He was Bai Wei's older cousin, Xiao Mingcheng.
Xiao Mingcheng walked to Xiao Minglou's side and grabbed his hand that was still hammering the tree. Looking at the blood oozing out of it, there was a hint of sadness in his bright eyes: "It's okay, Mingyu will be fine, second brother needs to be calmer."
As soon as he finished speaking, the hut was opened and a child rushed out holding a copper basin.
The child must have been very panicked. When he ran out, he forgot that there was a threshold at the door. He tripped and fell to the ground. He staggered forward and the copper basin in his hand fell out.
A basin of bright red blood was poured onto the dry land, which looked particularly eye-catching.
The child quickly tried to get up and pick up the copper basin, but before he picked it up, he saw three people surrounding him.
Xiao Ling: "What happened?"
Xiao Mingcheng: "Has the bleeding not stopped yet?"
Xiao Minglou: "Why don't you say something!"
The child looked at the tall man in front of him with a serious expression and slightly red eyes, and burst into tears.
Xiao Mingcheng frowned and glanced at Xiao Minglou: "You scared the kid!"
Xiao Minglou scratched his head in annoyance: "How did I know this kid was so timid!"
Xiao Ling didn't say much and directly pulled the child up: "Don't cry, go and do your thing."
After the child was pulled up, he finally stopped crying intermittently. The doctor inside the door also heard the noise and walked out quickly: "General Xiao, the Third Young General's bleeding has never been completely stopped, and now his consciousness has fallen into a coma. I'm afraid it's not good!"
When these words were spoken, all three of them were shocked and their eyes instantly turned red.
Xiao Ling gritted his teeth and said, "Doctor Zhu, please help him."
Doctor Zhu was a middle-aged man, about 40 years old, with some fine lines at the corners of his eyes. His eyes were also red at the moment, and he could hardly suppress his sadness: "I watched General Xiao San Shao grow up, and I also wanted to save him, but I just hated my limited ability..."
How could Xiao Ling not understand.
When Xiao Ning passed away, he didn't even have time to rush back to the capital to see her for the last time.
His daughter, that bright and lively girl, died in her best years.
The pain of seeing a young person die is so painful, but he can do nothing about it.
Xiao Ling clenched his fists and tried hard to suppress his sadness: "Doctor Zhu, just do your best. Life and death are determined by fate."
Doctor Zhu nodded and went back into the room to check on Xiao Mingyu's condition.
Xiao Minglou finally came to his senses and roared, then turned around and hit the jujube tree hard. This time he used his internal strength, and the jujube tree, which was as big as a bowl, could not withstand such a punch, and it broke in half and fell backwards, making a low falling sound.
Xiao Mingcheng immediately hugged Xiao Minglou to stop him from hitting other things: "Minglou, stop making trouble!"
Xiao Minglou struggled hard, trying to break free from Xiao Mingcheng's arms.
Xiao Mingcheng hugged him tightly: "Mingyu always says that you are too impulsive and act on impulse. Didn't you promise him that you would change?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Xiao Minglou finally gave up struggling, hot tears rolled down his eyes, falling in big drops. He tried hard not to make any sound, but his body was shaking violently.
Seeing this, Xiao Mingcheng's eyes turned frighteningly red. He let go of Xiao Minglou and didn't dare to look, for fear that he couldn't help himself.
Doctor Zhu stood in front of the bed and checked Xiao Mingyu's pulse. Seeing that it was almost dying, he said, "Third Young General, you must hold on. If anything happens to you, your grandfather, father, and brother will be so sad!"
As he spoke, he helped him stop the bleeding, but unfortunately, the blood was still slowly oozing out. The amount of bleeding was not particularly large, but there was no sign of stopping.
Xiao Ling's eyes were bloodshot, staring at the bed not far away, and he shouted: "Mingyu, you must listen carefully, did you hear me? Didn't you say you would go back to the capital to help your cousin? Is this how you help her?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the person who had been lying on the bed without any reaction actually moved a finger for no reason.
Doctor Zhu was overjoyed: "General Xiao, the Third Young General has responded!"
As soon as these words were spoken, Xiao Ling, Xiao Mingcheng and Xiao Minglou's eyes also brightened a little.
But soon, Doctor Zhu despaired: "General Xiao, the bleeding still can't be stopped! If it continues like this, I'm afraid that the Third Young General...will be unable to recover."
The joy in Xiao Ling's eyes disappeared in an instant, replaced by silence.
Because he had been on the march for many years, he knew very well that if he kept bleeding, he would die!
Just at this moment, there was a noise at the gate of the yard.
The person who came was none other than one of the envoys from Southern Xinjiang who was escorted back to the capital by the Xiao family army, the third prince of Southern Xinjiang, Feng Lin.
Feng Lin was wearing a bright red robe, with a lazy and elegant demeanor, and his collar and waist were decorated with animal skins and bones.
When Xiao Minglou saw him coming in, he immediately stepped forward with anger and hostility in his eyes: "What are you doing here? Get out, no one welcomes you here!"
Xiao Ling gritted his teeth and scolded: "Ming Lou, don't be unreasonable!"
Xiao Minglou gnashed his teeth and said, "Grandfather, if it wasn't for protecting him, how could Mingyu's arm be cut off!"
When Xiao Ling heard this, a trace of heartache flashed in his eyes, but he finally gritted his teeth and said, "Prince Feng is the envoy who negotiated a ceasefire between Southern Xinjiang and our Eastern Qin. Mingyu's protection is her duty as a general of Eastern Qin. What are you talking about!"
When Xiao Minglou heard this, he clenched his teeth, clenched his hands, and blue veins appeared on the back of his hands.
Yes, grandfather is right. It is their duty to protect Fenglin and ensure his smooth entry into the imperial city.
But this Fenglin is nothing at all.
Xiao Minglou stared at Feng Lin with his eyes fixed.
He did so many stupid things along the way, delaying the progress of the Xiao family army back to the city. He even took pleasure in teasing and bullying them. He once pulled Mingyu to shoot arrows, but lost to Mingyu. He then asked the soldiers of Nanjiang to steal Mingyu's Chiyu Xuanyue bow, but Mingyue found out and shot his own soldiers to death with one arrow.
Afterwards, he said, "It's just a bow. I didn't really mean it. It was just that dog slave's idea. In comparison, I like the pair of hands of General Mingyu that can shoot through the air from a hundred steps away. If I can cut it off for my appreciation, it will definitely be quite interesting."
Yesterday, he was easily held hostage by the enemy despite having so many soldiers protecting him. Maybe he did it on purpose, wanting Mingyu to risk saving him and be seriously injured by the enemy.
Now, Mingyu's right arm was cut off. Whether it was done by the enemy or he took advantage of the chaos was questionable. But this kind of person... turned out to be an envoy of Southern Xinjiang, and the crown prince of Southern Xinjiang!
You can’t touch them, you can’t hurt them, you can’t investigate them, and you can’t even say a harsh word to them!
He's had enough of this kind of frustration!