Feng Qing was born with a weak body, but she also found a good family, with the best food and clothing. She had never suffered any grievances, and no one dared to show grievances to the young marquis.
He eats delicacies from the mountains and seas, sleeps on a comfortable pillow, and is surrounded by servants when he goes out. As long as he wants to, he can travel a thousand miles without leaving the ground.
Drowsily asleep, Feng Qing rubbed her back and frowned dissatisfied.
This was the first time for him to sleep on such a uncomfortable bed!
Besides, there were random little flying insects that kept getting into his face!
Feng Qing raised her hand and waved it casually a few times, turned around and changed her posture, and a smell of earthy smell poured into her nose.
Um? soil?
Feng Qing suddenly opened her eyes and looked up at the blue sky and white clouds. He was lying on a big bed among the green grass and rocks.
When Qi Shang came back, he saw Feng Qing sitting with her knees bent and her head bowed. One shoe was missing from her feet, and her white socks were stained black, clearly depicting her five toes.
Qi Shang put the wild fruit next to him and took out a bottle of golden sore medicine. "Since you are awake, please apply the medicine first."
Feng Qing suddenly raised her head, her eyes rounded, she jumped up and cursed: "Qi Shang, you are sick!"
Qi Shang pulled up his sleeves unmoved, and there were several fine scratches on his delicate skin. The blood dried and condensed into streaks of purple-red sauce, scattered in all directions, which looked particularly tragic.
The wound was obviously not big, but when the medicinal powder was poured on it, the young marquis screamed in pain and kept cursing, "Qi Shang, you are a pig-brained person with strong limbs and a simple mind. I am so angry with you."
The scolding was incoherent until the end, and he even used his name to make up his name, "Qi Shang deceives the superior, and your brother is called Qi Xia. It would be great if your whole family could bully the superior and conceal the inferior."
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Qi Shang is a soldier, and he is also a rough guy in the military camp, so the movements of applying medicine and bandaging are not very gentle. But Feng Qing was raised in a pampered manner. Who has suffered such a crime, and who has not been careful to serve him.
Then the pain was so severe that I kicked him and said, "Get away."
Qi Shang had sharp eyes and quick hands. He held the medicine bottle in his left hand and clamped his leg and wrist bones with his right hand. He raised his eyes with a deep look in his eyes: "Little Marquis, please be patient for a while. You will be fine soon."
"Shit!" Feng Qing didn't sleep well, she was tired and hungry, and her hands were still scarred. The little Marquis, who had never experienced ups and downs, came up aggrieved, his mouth was sharp, and his eyes were wide and red, "Young Master, bear with me." I can’t help you! If you hadn’t destroyed our escape route, would we have stayed in this remote place for one night?”
Qi Shang silently applied ointment to the last wound, evenly spread it, and then pulled a piece of white cloth from his inner garment to wrap it up for him. After finishing everything, he raised his head and said seriously: "The situation was critical and there was no last resort. You sit here. Eat something and rest before we set off again.”
After punching into the cotton, Feng Qing was still angry and took a bite of the fruit viciously, "Uh--" The egg is so sour!
Feng Qing became even more depressed, folded her arms and turned around, not wanting to talk to anyone.
He knew that Qi Shang was not to blame, but if the young Marquis wanted to be reasonable, he was not a demon king.
Lu Taotao was wrong this time. Qi Shang came alone and there were no other guards behind him, so he couldn't fight a group of wolves. In the end, he was unable to lure the wolves to the sky. The two of them ran to the other exit, and Qi Shang shattered both sides. The rocks and the wolves were blocking it, but they couldn't get out.
In the end, the little Marquis couldn't resist his hunger, so he picked through the pile of fruits, and finally selected one that was neither sour nor astringent, like plums and peaches, but not that sweet, so he finally swallowed it just to satisfy his hunger.
The young Marquis had never eaten anything so unpleasant. He felt more and more aggrieved. He lifted his foot that had lost his shoe and moved his five toes. "My shoe has fallen off. I can't walk."
The young Marquis was not only arrogant, but also extremely delicate. Qi Shang had no choice but to carry him on his back.
"Qi Shang, I'm thirsty."
Qi Shang used a big leaf to catch the water and gave it to him.
"Your back is too hard, I feel uncomfortable."
Qi Shang hugged him horizontally.
"Hey, isn't this a bit girly?"
Qi Shang was about to say something but stopped, "Little Marquis, should we consider leaving first and talking later?"
Feng Qing glared: "If you hadn't blown up the exit, we would have gone out by now!"
Qi Shang did not argue with him that the wolves would have torn them apart long ago, "But we still have to get out as soon as possible."
Probably having been well taken care of all the way, the young Marquis felt much better.
After that, he lay on Qi Shang's back and fell asleep. Looking at the sweat on the man's face and smelling a bad smell, he felt a little full in his heart for some reason.
He is weak and delicate, so his family is always careful with him, as if he is afraid that it will break at the slightest move.
When I was a child, I lingered on the hospital bed and never enjoyed being carried by my father or elders. It was even less likely when I grew up.
Feng Qing thought that this was the first time in his life that someone had to carry him on his back, but he didn't expect that this person was Qi Shang.
Young Master Feng Qing was in the capital. Even if he returned, he would not have many friends. He could only attend a few banquets, but he had never been in contact with Qi Shang.
Of course Feng Qing had heard about Qi Shang's deeds: the first martial arts champion in the Ning Dynasty, who was about to marry the most talented woman in the Ning Dynasty, and was named a fourth-rank captain at a young age, with a bright future.
In the past, Feng Qing had looked down upon him. There was no shortage of geniuses in a place like the royal capital. He was just a junior fourth-grade captain, but he had never taken it seriously.
But the magical thing now is that he is in this person who once dismissed him.
When she was about to fall asleep, Feng Qing thought vaguely that this person was not bad, at least he had a wide back and was comfortable to lie down on.
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On the other side, Lu Anran opened his eyes, spent a moment recalling the entire falling off the cliff process, and then moved his body, a dull pain suddenly swept through his body.
She raised her hands and slowly propped herself up, and found that half of her body was immersed in the lake water. No wonder she felt something pushing her in her sleep.
The water of the lake was green and clear, the wind made waves, the sunlight was cut into pieces of gold, and the sparkling waves danced on her face.
I turned around and looked around, and saw another prone person not far away. He was tall and strong, with ragged clothes, and his hair was like straw floating under the water waves, making no sound.
It's Qiuba, the red-bearded man, and he's dead.
Lu Anran raised her head and discovered that this was not the cliff where she fell. The mountain was higher and there was no way to climb. The terrain below was open and an oval lake occupied most of the area.
After thinking about it for a while, I realized that it seemed to be mostly a matter of wind direction.
Lu Anran pressed his hands and checked various parts of his body. Unfortunately, he found that his left leg was fractured and he also suffered some internal injuries due to the excessive force of the impact. The rest were just scratches and were nothing to worry about.
The medicine bag was simply waterproof, so she took it out and poured two pills for herself to take. She drank a few sips of the lake water. After she recovered a little, she began to think about the way out.
If I heard correctly, someone shouted when she fell, then she must have found that she fell off the cliff now, but I don't know if they can find it here.
To take a step back, even if it were not for her, Qi Shang and Nangong Zhi would not dare to sit idly by if something happened to His Royal Highness.
And Yunqi...
Lu Anran stood up holding the big stone, his usually calm eyes were a little dazed. Was that call from him?
Because it was inconvenient to walk, Lu Anran picked up a dead branch to support half of his body. Before leaving the lake, he glanced at the lying body of Red Beard.
She turned her red beard over, and after being soaked in water all night, her flesh began to swell. Her face was already sinister, but it looked even more miserable this way.
Lu Anran covered his face with a handkerchief and said quietly: "Rest in peace."
It's not that she is merciful, it's just that as a widower, she is used to saying goodbye to corpses. No matter what happened during life, it is considered to give him some dignity after death.
Not far from the lake is a forest, with mountains and mountains and nothing else but lots of trees.
The left leg is fractured, and random movements can easily cause the joints to become dislocated. The first thing to do now is to fix it with wood.
Lu Anran touched his waist and abdomen and pulled out a dagger.
Exquisite and luxurious, the red tassel is blown by the wind, and the scabbard is inlaid with red emeralds. The appearance is too beautiful and it will make people think it is flashy. However, once it is drawn out, the short sword has a cold light. Although it will not blow or break the hair, it is also extremely sharp.
This dagger was given by Lu Xueqing when she left Mengdu. She had always carried it with her as a thought of her relatives, not expecting to use it today.
Next to the nearest big tree, Lu Anran struggled to cut off the lowest branches. As the tree moved, 'bang~' a person fell down.
Lu Anran frowned and looked at the handsome face of the man who was looking up at the sky. He put down the dagger and pressed it on his carotid artery. He felt the thin but unyielding pulse and let out a sigh of relief with his heavy heart.
Not to mention his eagerness to save people, Lu Anran was a widower, so he checked his whole body without any pressure.
Zi Sangjin was unlucky and suffered more serious internal injuries than she did. The blow from Red Beard may have played a major role in this. In addition, his right leg was broken.
Lu Anran made him lie down under the shade of a tree and poured a handful of medicine into his mouth. As a result, even though the man was unconscious, his mouth was still pursed and he couldn't feed it in.
Lu Anran couldn't help it, so he limped back and brought back some lake water with a scabbard. He first mixed the medicine bowl with water until it dissolved, then squeezed his mouth and drank it together. Although half of it was lost, at least the other half was eaten.
On this day, Zi Sangjin woke up in the afternoon. When he woke up, he looked into Lu Anran's pure eyes and said unexpectedly: "We are not dead."
Lu Anran had three pills lying on his palm, and the other hand was holding the scabbard. He was about to give him the medicine according to the method in the morning. When he saw that he woke up, he handed it over directly, "I must have entered the underworld. What His Highness the Prince saw may not be the same." I."
Zi Sangjin sat up and looked around. When he saw the Sanke medicine in his white palm, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "What?"
"As His Royal Highness sees it, it is medicine."
Zi Sangjin twitched the corner of his mouth and coughed dryly: "Of course I know, I am asking what kind of medicine this is."
Under his eyes, which looked like "Are you planning to murder me?", Lu Anran said calmly: "I have examined His Highness the whole body. Except for the fracture of his right leg, the most serious injury was internal. This pill is made from Tao Ren, Eleven herbs including safflower, angelica root, rehmannia glutinosa, achyranthes root, Ligusticum chuanxiong, and citrus aurantium are blended together to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis, promote qi and relieve pain."
Zi Sangjin rubbed his heart, and when he inhaled, it was indeed a bit sluggish. Knowing that what she said was true, he nodded and said, "Thank you, I will do it myself."
After taking the pills and taking the water from the scabbard, I suddenly thought of a question, "Did you just say that you checked my whole body?"
