After traveling through time, I married a male princess

Chapter 117 We can cooperate

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Ye Yanxing asked Fu Qianrun not to cure all of Mo Qing's injuries at once, but just cure his internal injuries.

"Your Highness?" Fu Qianrun withdrew his hand and looked at Ye Yanxing.

"Just treat his internal injuries, and let him recover from his external injuries on his own."

"Ah."

In the next few days, Ye Yanxing checked Mo Qing's injuries every day. Seeing that they did not worsen, he asked the court doctor to follow up on the treatment.

As expected, the men in black sneaked into the city on a dark and windy night. They searched the city thoroughly but could not find Mo Qing.

The leader of the men in black stood not far from Prince Yan's Palace and looked at the palace. His instinct told him to go in and take a look, but reason stopped him.

If he goes in, he will surely die without a burial place.

Finally he followed his own reason and turned away.

After the man in black left, Ye Ling appeared on the wall of the palace, looking in the direction he left, and returned to the palace after a while.

Five days later, Mo Qing slowly woke up.

He looked at the tent roof which was no longer covered with green grass, his thoughts a little hazy. Was he rescued or was he already in hell?

It shouldn't be the Hell. If it were the Hell, he probably wouldn't be able to lie on the bed so comfortably. He would probably be assigned to a dark and damp place.

So it is likely that he was rescued.

Oh, yes, he seemed to have met the King of Yan from Qingli before.

He was hiding in a cave and was discovered by King Yan and Fu Qianrun.

What happened next? He seemed to faint, and it seemed that they brought him back.

Mo Qing rolled his eyes. There was no one in the room. He tried to sit up, but he pulled the wound on his body and grimaced in pain.

He circulated his internal energy and checked the injuries in his body. To his surprise, they were all healed.

He knew how badly he was injured before, and he thought he was dead this time. Even if he could be cured, he would have to stay in bed for a while before he could move.

Is there a miracle doctor by Ye Yanxing’s side?

No matter what, his life has been saved.

I just don’t know how Qi Yuan is doing?

When the riot broke out, Qi Yuan happened to have something to do back in Qingli. He fled to Qingli this time, also to see Qi Yuan.

I hope Qi Yuan is aware of the unrest in Northern Desert and doesn't rush over there. Otherwise, once the eldest prince knows his relationship with Qi Yuan, he will definitely not let Qi Yuan go.

Mo Qing prayed in his heart that Qi Yuan was still in Qingli and had not finished his work, so he would go to find him in a few days.

Squeak.

The door was pushed open, and Mo Qing immediately lay down and closed his eyes, pretending not to wake up.

The person who came in was the palace's imperial physician, who came to check Mo Qing's pulse as a routine matter.

"Hmm? His pulse is steady, so he should be awake now." The doctor muttered to himself.

Mo Qing didn't even blink when he heard that, he pretended very well.

"Strange." The imperial physician shook his head and withdrew his hand. He took out a silver needle, pricked a few acupuncture points on him, and then left.

As soon as the imperial physician left the house, he went to find Ye Yanxing to report this strange incident.

Because Ye Yanxing had instructed the imperial physician to report to him immediately if anything was wrong.

So now that something unusual was discovered, the imperial physician went there immediately.

"Your Highness, the guest in the guest room..." The imperial physician told Ye Yanxing the situation and conclusion.

"Okay, I understand. Go down." Ye Yanxing raised his eyebrows. So Mo Qing woke up?

"promise."

Ye Yanxing stood up and walked towards the guest room. As soon as he reached the door, he heard some noise coming from inside.

He pushed the door open and went in. The person inside was already lying straight on the bed.

"Okay, stop pretending." Ye Yanxing said, walked over and sat down at the table, pouring himself some tea.

When Mo Qing heard Ye Yanxing's voice, he knew he couldn't fool him anymore. He opened his eyes and carefully turned over and got out of bed.

He endured the severe pain in his body and sat opposite Ye Yanxing, "Thank you, King Yan, for saving my life!"

"You don't have to pledge yourself to me. I don't need it." Ye Yanxing continued.

The corners of Mo Qing's mouth twitched. When did he say he would pledge himself to her?

"King Yan is overthinking."

"Oh, that's good." Ye Yanxing took a sip of tea, "Tell me something I'm interested in, such as why you are here?"

Mo Qing was silent for a moment before he spoke, "Do you know that your King of Beiliang is colluding with our eldest prince?"

"know."

Not only did he know, Ye Xingche also knew that it was inevitable to capture Ye Zhao and his son this time. However, their foundation in Beiliang was already stable, and it was not easy to capture them.

Now Ye Xingche's army has entered a tense stage of defense.

"Your Majesty is old and has been bedridden for a long time. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has been acting as the governor of the country. Once Your Majesty passes away, the Crown Prince will legitimately succeed to the throne. However, the First Prince will not be willing to let the Crown Prince ascend the throne smoothly."

The prince of Beimo is the second son of the queen. I heard that Beimo has always established the legitimate son as the heir rather than the eldest son.

The eldest prince was born to the imperial concubine. He has a strong background and is capable. Naturally, he would not be willing to give up the throne to others, so it is not surprising that he would want to rebel.

So, having many wives is not a good thing. More wives means more children. With many children, it is difficult to divide the family property, especially the position of the emperor. Everyone wants to fight for it.

Ye Yanxing sighed secretly, fortunately he didn't have this kind of worry.

"Are you from the prince's faction?" Ye Yanxing asked him.

"Well, the Northern Desert Kingdom's pilgrimage festival will be coming soon. The prince was ordered to go to the Huguo Temple to pray for blessings. He was assassinated on the way. We escorted the prince to a safe place and then dispersed to confuse the enemy."

"I didn't expect that they would keep chasing me and would not stop until I was dead."

"I fled all the way from the Northern Desert to Yizhou. I didn't expect to meet King Yan by chance and be rescued. Otherwise, Qing would be..."

At this point, there was no need for Mo Qing to hide anything. As far as he knew, Ye Yanxing was on Ye Xingche's side, so he and Ye Zhao were enemies.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend, and Mo Qing is willing to take a gamble.

"Indeed, given your situation at the time, if you continued to hide in the cave, not to mention whether you would be found, the injuries on your body would not allow you to hold on for long." Ye Yanxing nodded, then refilled the cup of tea and poured a cup for Mo Qing.

Mo Qing looked at the tea that was pushed in front of him, rubbing his fingers around the cup, and said, "King Yan, I think we can work together."

"Oh?" Ye Yanxing was not surprised that he would make this suggestion. A smart person would not miss this opportunity.

"King Yan, help me return to Beimo. I will help King Yan collect evidence of the collusion between King Beiliang and the First Prince of Beimo."

"You should know that this is something I want to do, and it's not difficult."

"Beimo is willing to sign a friendly agreement with Qingli and stop fighting for a hundred years."

"Can you decide these?"

"I believe the Crown Prince will win. I will find a way to convince His Royal Highness to agree."

"You should heal your wounds first." Ye Yanxing did not agree immediately, and left after he said that.

But Mo Qing knew that if he didn't refuse directly, there would be a chance. He clenched his fist, drank the tea in the cup, and went back to bed to rest.