The hairy-legged boy ran away immediately, and when his body felt warm, he realized that it was his clothes. I wanted to raise my head, but I had no strength.
"Don't move." There was no emotion in his voice.
His hand was holding half of my cheek, and there was a sudden roar in my ears. There was the sound of broken bricks, and the hand holding the hoop hit the ground heavily.
"Bear with it."
On my wrists, I felt the pain of the flesh being torn apart and the pain of the bones interlocking. In an instant, it hit my whole body and made me almost unable to breathe.
He held me in his arms, so gently for the first time. For the first time, I forgot to struggle.
He was trembling slightly, and his whole body was stiff. I could feel that he was at a loss. His back was full of wounds, which hurt his heart at every turn, and he didn't dare to touch them.
I tried to shake my head, trying to let him understand that it didn't hurt. This is Guifang's place after all. He is a general of an army and cannot stay for a long time.
He finally hugged me and stood up. I tilted my head and buried my face in his arms so as not to let him see my expression.
It hurts, how could it not hurt?
"Big guy..." His voice was very low, as if he was afraid of shocking me.
There was no reply, but they all understood.
Can't be saved. A sword piercing the abdomen would be an extremely painful way to die. The pain would be more torturous than death.
When I went out, the wind outside was very cold.
He freed up his hands to cover my head with his clothes, being careful not to touch the injury on the back of my head.
"General..." Someone reminded him of something behind him. He didn't speak. He just held me up with one hand and drew the sword again with his right hand.
This is a trap.
The man just now is not Basil Jiyu, and this is not a place where he can come and go as he pleases. Everything is just to lure him here. He must have known, but he came anyway.
"It's okay, we'll leave right away." His voice was like a whisper.
In my ears, there was the harsh sound of swords again. I closed my eyes tightly, not wanting to see or listen. The blood I saw today was too much.
"General!" Someone shouted something, he trembled, took a few steps back, and then there was the sound of swords clashing again.
The blade rubbed against the flesh and bones, and the sound was strange and dull.
It took a long, long time before the surroundings returned to peace, and the wind blocking his clothes became stronger and stronger.
Suddenly, the wind stopped and the lights went out. There is a soft touch underneath. In the palm of my hand, it seemed like fur.
I raised my eyes to look at him, and his gaze frightened me.
It hurts, indescribable pain.
His hand gently touched my wrist. Just a touch made me sweat again.
"Doctor... no, Mr. Xu. Please call Mr. Xu!" he growled.
When Xiong Xi came in, he squinted his eyes, as if he wanted to hide something, but it was clear that nothing could be hidden.
"Master Jimo, please go out first." His voice sounded like gritted teeth.
Jimo didn't move, as if he hadn't heard anything.
"Master Jimo, get out!" He lost his usual demeanor and his look reminded me of Yaizhen and Longzi. I felt that it was not a joke.
Jimo stood up but did not leave, looking at him stubbornly.
"If you don't get out, I won't save you." He finished his words and started to walk out. But the way I looked at him, it was clear that he would not leave.
Jimo was stunned for a moment, looked at me, and finally left. After putting down the curtain, Fu Xi sat down on the edge of the couch but did not make a move.
"Did Prisoner Niu tell you something?"
I nodded slightly. Does that count as saying anything? Just a few names.
He sighed: "Perhaps I won't be able to accompany you on this road in the future. Take good care of Jimo and yourself."
I looked at him, wanting to ask something, but his look clearly didn't leave me any room.
"Qiu Niu and Yaizhen can also walk, so you have to be careful. Basil Jiyu is not an ordinary person." He finally put his hand on my arm, which was warm but not painful. "I can only help you so far. These are the things I can do for you." Wounds, future wounds, you have to heal slowly by yourself."
I nodded, and he leaned down, but stopped stiffly in mid-air. He could only say softly: "Go back to the Zhifu Spiritual Realm as soon as possible. I'll be waiting to drink your tea."
The arm was wrapped in layers of gauze, but there was no pain from the broken bone. He got up and went out of the tent. Jimo came in immediately, with a bottle of medicine in his hand that he had just given to him.
"Mr. Xu said, this medicine must be applied on your back." He turned around, pulled out a dagger, and carefully leaned over and cut open the clothes on my back. It had been too long, and the layers of fabric had adhered to the flesh and blood. He frowned and pulled lightly, I bit my lip hard and didn't scream, but my body could not help but tremble.
His hand suddenly stopped. I turned my head to look at him, but he lifted me up and leaned me against his chest. I felt my hands were wet. I was about to ask something, but he spoke: "Don't endure the pain. Don't hurt yourself again. You If you don't want to make a sound, then bite me."
I shook my head, and he smiled softly, pretending to be relaxed and said: "If it weren't for me, Basil Jiyu wouldn't have hurt you like this. Why are you being polite to me? If you were No matter how awkward it is, I will definitely marry you in the future."
It may sound funny to others, but when I listen to it, I just feel sad in my heart.
I had no choice but to gently hold his shoulder in my mouth. His hands moved quickly, and the sudden pain caused me to bite down hard. I couldn't lift it up in one breath and almost fainted.
"Be patient, Mr. Xu has told me that such a deep wound must be sutured to heal..." He couldn't bear to say any more.
Stitch? How can we stitch up all these wounds?
He poured out the medicine from the bottle, sprinkled it gently on the injured area, and said, "This medicine can relieve pain. It's okay. I can move quickly."
I nodded, but I still didn't dare to open my eyes as he took out the needle and thread.
Biting his shoulder again, this time, it took too long. His movements were indeed very fast, but his injuries seemed to have no end. I was getting more and more tired, and I lost the strength to bite his lips and teeth. His hand finally stopped slowly and gently circled my shoulder, which was still intact.
I didn't have the strength to break free and let him hold me.
"Why didn't I find you earlier!" His voice was low, but full of regret. All the time, when I saw him, except for his sudden startling when Fu Xi came, he was indifferent and calm. Until this moment, suddenly, it was like the world collapsed.
"From the very beginning, when you were seven years old, I should have taken you with me! I shouldn't have let you suffer at all!" He growled uncontrollably, almost crying.
My father only cried for my mother once, when I was born. That was what my mother said when she came to see me when I was still young. At that time, the mother smiled brightly, and the man did not shed tears easily, but not to the point of sadness, she said. It must be the only woman who can touch the mind of such a strong man.
The only woman, I looked at him, leaning on his shoulder, and all I saw was behind his ear.
He mentioned that when I was seven years old, I will never forget that year. There was a young man who did not treat me as an alien and taught me to read and write and to play the flute and music.
That boy was not much older than me. At that time, he was thin and shabby, with a bookish look on his face at a young age.
That young man turned out to be him.
No wonder he was not surprised at all when we first met, no wonder he asked his father to marry the emperor, no wonder he treated me like this. That's why. Just why, he didn't say it earlier. Are you afraid that I will forget him? Or are you afraid that I will think that he is such a despicable person that he will wipe out the remaining joy of his childhood?
"I shouldn't, I shouldn't! It's all my fault! Xiner, I'm sorry for you!"
"Dongli..." She called him for the first time. Unexpectedly, as soon as those two words came out of her mouth, tears rolled down her eyes desperately. Dongli! He said that that year, he said his name, how could I forget it! Liao Yan, how could you forget! Not his fault, never his fault...
"Don't cry, don't cry, you're still hurt." He held my face and stared into my aqua eyes.
