After much effort from Ye Weiming, he finally forced every last trace of poison out of Xiao Feng's body.
Though his body had only recovered somewhat, Xiao Feng immediately sprang from the bed and clasped his fists toward Ye Weiming. "Brother Ye, no words can express my gratitude. The Liao Dynasty's military situation is urgent. I must return to the army at once and lead the troops to protect the monarch."
However, A Zhu grabbed Xiao Feng's arm and said anxiously, "Brother Xiao, Yelü Hongji treated you like this. Why do you still want to save him? What if, after you save him, he asks you to lead troops against the Central Plains? What will you do then?"
Xiao Feng reached out and gently smoothed his wife's dark hair, saying softly, "A Zhu, I am leading troops to protect the monarch not to save Yelü Hongji, but because I do not want the people of the Liao Dynasty to suffer the pain of national ruin. And if I want to stop the Yuan Mongols' conspiracy, I can only choose to lead troops to protect the monarch."
Hearing this, A Zhu could not help falling silent.
At that moment, Ye Weiming, standing nearby, said, "Hero Xiao is right. He should indeed remain loyal to his army and protect the monarch. But not now."
At first, Xiao Feng felt that Ye Weiming understood righteousness well enough, but upon hearing the latter half, he could not help frowning slightly. "Why is that?"
"Because the poison in your body has only just been removed, and the detoxification process has left you even weaker." Ye Weiming explained calmly, "You must rest properly for a full day and night before your body can recover. Otherwise, when you fight again, you may suffer irreversible aftereffects."
"Otherwise, you