Zhang Fei is dying The potter's expression changed, and he suddenly remembered that Zhang Fei fought with Gao Changgong before, and was defeated by him, although he saved his life, he was not lightly injured, and even had a hole in his waist, and he passed out as soon as he left the battlefield.
Previously, the potter was busy chasing Liu Bei and could only ignore Zhang Fei for the time being, but now he was reminded by Hongfu that he suddenly remembered.
"Let's go, let's take a look" The potter didn't have time to think about it, and hurried down to the city.
Hongfu also wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and hurriedly followed behind the potter, and went straight to the military tent.
Walking into the military tent, the potter saw Zhang Fei lying on the couch, covered in blood and in pain.
"Your Majesty."
Zhang Fei was already in pain to that extent, and he had to pretend to be a tough guy, and when he saw the potter coming in, he forcibly got up to salute.
"Yide doesn't need to be polite, lie down quickly."
The potter hurried forward a few steps and pressed him down.
Zhang Fei was lying on the couch, cold sweat rolling on his black face, but he laughed bitterly at himself: "I didn't expect that the minister would submit to His Majesty for a few days, and before he had time to make a contribution to His Majesty to make up for the mistakes made by the minister in the past, he was going to die in the hands of an unknown person, this may be God's punishment for the minister." ” "What kind of punishment from God, I am the sky" The potter said with a straight face: "You don't have to be discouraged, if I don't let you die, you will never die. ” As soon as the potter's will was handed down, Zhang Fei coughed and vomited several mouthfuls of blood.
Hongfu was heartbroken and worried, and hurriedly rushed over, lying in front of Zhang Fei's sick body, wiping blood and secretly crying.
After Zhang Fei coughed for a while, his breath recovered a little, and he gasped and said: "Your Majesty, the minister is only afraid that the deadline is approaching, and the minister has a reluctant request, and I also ask Your Majesty for permission." ” "You say, as long as I can do it, I will be gracious."
The potter knew that he didn't know Bian Que's strength, and thought that he was going to die, so he was so discouraged, and he was ready to make an explanation before he died, so he simply cooperated with him for a while.
"Red Whisk" Zhang Fei raised his hand tremblingly and looked at his daughter, which meant to tell her to put her hand in her hand.
Tears welled up in her eyes, and she hurriedly reached up and put her hand in her father's palm.
Then, just when the potter thought that Zhang Fei wanted to explain something to Hongfu, Zhang Fei was unexpected, and suddenly grabbed his hand.
Which one is this?
Before the potter could react, Zhang Fei grabbed the red whisk's hand and put it in his hand.
The moment the hands touched, the red body trembled, the face suddenly fainted, and the eyes looked at his father in shame, I don't know what it meant.
She didn't pull her hand, she just let her bare hand be caught in the palm of the potter's palm.
"Yide, you are" The potter was naturally not shy, but he was very surprised.
Zhang Fei gasped and said: "The minister has no relatives in this world, only such a daughter, if the minister leaves, I am afraid that she will be alone in this world, no one will take care of her, so before leaving, the minister wants to put the happiness of the second half of the red breeze in the hands of His Majesty, and I implore Your Majesty for permission." ” "Father" blushed and shouted, and his pretty face was suddenly so ashamed that his face was red.
The potter was also really taken aback, holding Zhang Chuchen's crisp hand in his hand, and looked at Zhang Fei in surprise, "Yide, what do you mean by this?"
"Your Majesty is wise and wise, how smart, don't you still understand what the minister means" Zhang Fei gasped and asked rhetorically.
The potter was stunned at first, looked down at the crisp hand in his hand, and then looked up at the owner of the crisp hand.
Zhang Fei's dying "last words" were to marry his daughter to himself and let him take Hongfu as a concubine.
That's just the right thing to do Red Whisk's body has a god-level talent such as "quick healing", and with this talent, he can heal his wounds in a short time, although he can't live forever, but he also has an "immortal body" in a specific time.
This kind of god-like talent, the potter is naturally determined to obtain, after the first collection of the Red Whisk, he was brewing, how to completely conquer the Red Whisk's heart, so that she is willing to marry herself.
It's just that the red whisk has not been in the country for a long time, and he has not had enough time to get along with himself, so the potter pondered what reasonable excuse to use after this battle to keep the red whisk by his side to cultivate the relationship between the two.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he fell asleep here, Zhang Fei sent a pillow in time, and he was on his deathbed to marry his daughter to him.
It's a big pie from the sky "No problem, your daughter I have taken it," the potter opened his mouth to reply, but swallowed back when the words came to his lips.
Zhang Fei is about to "swallow his breath", he is on his deathbed, he is so happy, happily agreed, it seems that some cards are not according to the routine, giving people the illusion that he still wishes that Zhang Fei would hurry up and go on the road, so as to reject his daughter as his own.
As soon as his thoughts turned, the potter had to forcibly suppress the appreciation, his sword eyebrows furrowed, and he made a surprised look, and hesitated for a while.
Zhang Fei saw that the potter didn't nod, and thought that he was unwilling, so he coughed anxiously on the spot, gasping and begging: "Your Majesty, this is the only intention of the minister, I implore Your Majesty for the sake of the minister who is a dying person, you must be kind to the minister's request, Your Majesty."
The potter looked at Zhang Fei and then at the red whisk, not knowing how to answer.
Zhang Fei kept begging there, and he looked eager, as if the potter didn't agree, and he couldn't look at it under Jiuquan.
The red breeze kneeling beside him was both shy and sad, and it was extremely uncomfortable to see his father pleading for himself.
After hesitating and twisting again and again, Hongfu gritted his teeth, knelt down in front of the potter with a red face, and pleaded with a blushing face: "Although Hongfu looks ugly, he is willing to make cattle and horses for His Majesty, serve and serve His Majesty, and hope that Your Majesty will agree to his father's request, so that he can feel at ease." ” This scene surprised the potter so much that he had nothing to say.
The dignified and fierce Zhang Fei's daughter, the tiger girl of the gate, now knelt in front of her, and begged her to accept her as a concubine That sense of accomplishment, that sense of conquest, is beyond words.
"This father and daughter are really intimate, I want to sleep here, when Lao Tzu hurriedly sent me a pillow, as a daughter, she directly asked to warm the bed, if I pretend to twist, wouldn't it be as hypocritical as a big-eared thief" Thinking of this, the potter didn't have the slightest pretentiousness, he was busy reaching out to help the red whisk up, and said with emotion: "Miss Zhang, you are so modest, if you are ugly, there is no woman in this world who dares to call herself a beauty, it is my blessing to have a confidante like you, I promised Ling Zun to invite." ” "Thank you, Your Majesty."
Hongfu breathed a sigh of relief, Ying Ying bowed down, and was so grandly praised by the potter, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but have a hint of secret joy.
However, when he thought that his father was dying, the glimmer of joy in his heart disappeared, and in a blink of an eye, another shadow was cast on his face.
Zhang Fei on the couch saw that the potter agreed, but he was so happy that he returned to the light, and almost struggled to get up from the couch to thank the potter, but the potter was easily pressed.
"The red whisk has landed, and the minister can go with peace of mind."
Zhang Fei lay there sighing, looking like he had fulfilled his wish and was ready to breathe at any time.
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At this moment, the curtain was lifted, and Bian Que hurriedly entered with his medicine box.
The potter pulled the red whisk and retreated outside the tent, only asking Bian Que to concentrate on treating Zhang Fei.
Time passed minute by minute, and half an hour had passed in the blink of an eye, but there was still no movement inside.
The potter stood with his hands in his hands, standing outside calmly, looking up at the stars in the sky, as if he didn't take Zhang Fei's injury to heart at all.
Hongfu paced back and forth anxiously, anxious or something, as if he was afraid that Zhang Fei would die at any time.
"Miss Zhang doesn't have to worry too much, Bian Que is the first divine doctor of my Great Wei, and I dare to guarantee that Ling Zun is absolutely right."
The potter comforted her.
"Really, but can my father's injury be so badly cured" Hongfu was skeptical, obviously as a Han national, she had never seen the magic of Bian Que's medical skills.
Before the words fell, Bian Que had already walked out of the tent and arched his hand: "Your Majesty, General Zhang's injuries are indeed quite serious, but after some efforts by the ministers, he finally saved his life, but it still needs three or five months of recuperation before he can fully recover." ” "Really, my father is really still alive" Hongfu was so excited that she couldn't believe her ears Bian Que smiled confidently and nodded to her.
The potter also smiled and said: "What's the matter, I'm not wrong, with my first divine doctor of Great Wei, your father will definitely not die." ” "Thank you, Your Majesty, thank you so much, Your Majesty" Hongfu was ecstatic, jumped up at once, hugged the potter's neck, hugged his face and kissed him fiercely.
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