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Liang Xiao was injured, with both chest and back. Even sleeping was a problem. He couldn't lie down, lie down, sit sideways, and sit down. The wound on his butt had not healed yet. During the day, the wounds cracked and tended to deteriorate. He felt heartbroken as soon as he touched them.

Liang Xiao was exhausted but could not fall asleep. He could only carefully lean on his body and lean against the quilt to sleep.

He was granted the title of marquis for his military merits? When Liang Xiao thought of this sentence, he found it ridiculous. According to this kind of injury trend, it was really indefinite to see what step he could go. He couldn't help but think of Li Guang. Li Guang joined the army with his good family and was promoted to the Nine Ministers by accumulating military merits. This was a blessing.

Behind Li Guang, there are countless bodies of good sons who died young.

Liang Xiao thought of the Marquis of Gai and the Marquis of Wu'an. They did not make any contributions, but because their sister became the queen, he was granted the Marquis. For the sake of the Marquis of Wang Xin, another Marquis of Zhou Yafu was starved to death in prison.

Who is right and who is wrong? Liang Xiao couldn't explain it clearly, but he instinctively developed some sympathy for Li Guang and also understood the choice of the legendary woman Zang Er. It has to be said that she made an extremely wise choice. If she hadn't snatched her daughter back from the Jin family, the Wang family would probably not count on a marquis for several more lives.

"A Xiao, what are you thinking?" Wei Qing turned over and opened his eyes.

"Ah?" Liang Xiao turned his head and looked at Wei Qing, pulled the wound on his back, and couldn't help but grin and took a breath. "The wound hurts and can't sleep. How are you?"

"I'm used to it." Wei Qing sat up and tried it with his hands on Liang Xiao's forehead, with a look of worry in his eyes. "It's so hot." He said, and got up, went outside to make a basin of water, wet the cloth towel and applied it to Liang Xiao's head.

Liang Xiao felt a chill on his forehead, and his mind was a little confused. Only then did he realize how dangerous it was. His wound was just washed and bandaged. He didn't even have anti-inflammatory drugs. The medicine given to him by Zhongliqi had long been used up, so who would have thought that he would be injured again so quickly?

Now, he is really alive and dies in life and wealth in heaven. If tetanus or complications are involved, he is likely to die in the dilapidated hut.

Just to save these twenty families.

"Do you regret it?" Wei Qing seemed to see Liang Xiao's thoughts and sat in front of Liang Xiao. One of his legs was injured and he couldn't kneel down.

"A little." Liang Xiao smiled bitterly. "But if I don't save it, I may regret it even more." He paused and said, "At that time, we should have taken two pairs of armor from the soldiers of Houyi Camp. Even if it was bamboo armor, it would be better than not."

Wei Qing laughed silently. "You usually look very mature and steadfast, but you didn't expect that when things came, you were still impulsive."

"Where do you regret it?"

"I have nothing to regret. To live one more day is a gift from God for me." Wei Qing looked around and suddenly said, "Do you want to drink alcohol? Drinking some alcohol is good for the wound."

Liang Xiao was skeptical. He had heard that pouring wine on wounds can disinfect them, but he had never heard that drinking wine into his stomach is also beneficial for wounds. What's more, the alcohol content in this era is very low, and maybe even bacteria can't be killed. However, he did not refuse, and having is better than not.

"good."

Wei Qing stood up, poured out the water from the clay pot next to him, poured it into wine, and placed it on the charcoal fire for heating. He moved very quickly and could not see any injuries at all. In fact, his injuries were even heavier than Liang Xiao.

After a while, the wine became hot. The faint fragrance of wine spread throughout the house. Wei Qing went to the kitchen for a long time and found only a pottery bowl. The old man's house was really barely barred, and even one bowl was only available.

Wei Qing poured a bowl of wine and handed it to Liang Xiao. Liang Xiao took it and took a sip. Although the wine was not strong, the hot wine was filled with heat. The pain in the wound seemed to be a little lighter.

Liang Xiao took two big sips in a row and breathed, even his somewhat chaotic thinking became much clearer.

Wei Qing smiled, took a big sip, savored it in his mouth for a while, and then slowly swallowed it. He added a piece of firewood to the fire and said softly: "A Xiao, you probably heard of it, I am an illegitimate child. Actually, my surname is not Wei, my surname is Zheng."

Liang Xiao blinked his eyes and smiled disapprovingly. "At least you know who your father is, I don't even know who his father is."

"I would rather not know. I have been in the Zheng family for twelve years and have never lived a comfortable day or slept on a bed. I always slept in the horse shed. There are three horses in the Zheng family, and my riding skills were practiced at that time. Because riding skills are good, I can only be a riding slave in the Marquis Mansion of Pingyang..."

Wei Qing said slowly, unable to hear any resentment, only a faint indifference and deep inferiority. Wei Qing is not a good narrator, he finished his miserable life for more than ten years in just a few words.

"My sister became the emperor's woman. When I was pregnant, I also became the ward around the emperor. But I still felt like I was sleeping in a horse shed. I wonder if I could open my eyes tomorrow. To put it carefully, the palace is more dangerous than the horse shed. As long as you master the habits of the horse, you are unlikely to be kicked to death by the horse. However, the palace is different. There are too many people in the palace, and you will never know who wants to kill you. Anyone..."

Wei Qing raised his hand and pointed hard. "Anyone can kill me."

Liang Xiao opened his mouth and wanted to comfort Wei Qing a few words, but when he thought of Wei Qing's future experience and the final outcome of the Wei family, he swallowed the words back. Wei Qing was already desperate enough. Tell him the result, would he be crazy?

Liang Xiao poured a bowl of wine from the pottery pot and handed it to Wei Qing. Wei Qing took it, drank it all, and drank it all. The fog flashed in his eyes. He turned his head, looked at the dark night sky outside the house, and let out a long breath. After a while, he turned his head and looked at Liang Xiao.

"A Xiao, people are mean and have a tough life. You and I are both lowly people and they are not so easy to die. If you don't suffer the pain you should suffer, God will not accept us."

Liang Xiao blinked his eyes and laughed. "My life is indeed hard, but I don't think I'm a bad life." He supported the ground with one hand, sat up carefully, and patted Wei Qing on the shoulder. "Who's life is precious? Today is a king and a prisoner tomorrow. Who's life is cheap? Today is a cavalry slave, and tomorrow may be the general who controls millions of soldiers. Zhongqing, my life is in my own hands, not in the sky, your life is in your own hands, not in others' hands, unless you are willing to be manipulated by others."

Wei Qing blinked and was silent for a moment. "Do you believe in destiny?"

"The sky is too far away." Liang Xiao squeezed his eyes. "Compared to the illusory destiny, I would rather believe in real people."

"Who do you believe?"

"I believe in you." Liang Xiao raised the wine bowl, took a sip, and handed it to Wei Qing. "You can leave safely, but you come back to pick me up regardless of the danger. You treat me as a brother, and I treat you as a brother too."

Wei Qing grinned. "A Xiao, don't you really think my sister can give birth to a prince for His Majesty?"

Liang Xiao was stunned and looked at Wei Qing in confusion. "Do you think...I'm close to you because of this?"

"Not the best." Wei Qing smiled. "I would rather be because we have similar personalities than you believe in that kind of thing. Not to mention that men and women are unknown now, even sons are useless. The prince... is really not a good wish."—

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