Everyone hurriedly lifted the two people up, and Zhao Pei then saw that Xiao Ji was also here. He took a few steps forward and squatted beside Xiao Tong to look at him carefully: "Brother, are you okay? I was really scared. You don't know how chaotic it is now."
Xiao Tong smiled weakly: "I'm so sorry." His eyes swept over Zhao Pei, "Peipei is seriously injured."
Xiao Ji looked at Zhao Pei, who was in a messy bun and covered in mud, looking miserable. Actually, Xiao Tong was not much better, but as long as you saw his eyes, you would subconsciously ignore everything.
"What on earth happened?" Xiao Ji's eyes rolled, and thinking about how they had stayed like this for a whole night, he stared at Xiao Tong meaningfully.
He avoided the inquiring gaze and said, "It's a long story, let's go back quickly. We can't delay any longer."
Xiao Ji shrugged: "Alright. But can you guys get on the horses? I'll go find someone to get a carriage." Then he called the servants to gallop away. Ziye carefully helped Zhao Pei sit on the rocks, looking at her bruises and red eyes with heartache.
"Xu Zhaopei, where are you injured?" Xiao Ji frowned slightly when he saw the blood on her chest.
Zhao Pei followed his gaze and found that the front of his shirt was covered with blood. She was stunned at first, and then she looked at Xiao Tong. At that time, she was immersed in pain and thought he was sweating, but she didn't expect it was blood.
"De... Big Brother, you didn't tell me you were injured?" Zhao Pei stared at him, her eyes full of resentment, worry, heartache and self-blame. They were mixed with wet liquid, making it impossible for him to look at each other. He just smiled faintly: "It's okay, just some superficial injuries."
Xiao Ji seemed not to notice these subtle changes. He tilted his head and said, "If my sister-in-law saw this, she would definitely faint from crying. You don't know how many times she cried at night when she heard that Zhao Pei and you were missing. Now I don't know where she is looking for you. This girl is really amazing." He pointed at Zi Ye, "She said that based on her feeling you must be here, so I took a gamble and looked here. I really found you, haha."
Zhao Pei looked at Ziye and laughed. She couldn't help but feel a little resentful. It was you again, Ziye...
"The Crown Princess is also looking for us?"
Xiao Ji glanced at Zhao Pei and replied, "That's right, even my seventh brother came to look for me."
"Ah?" Zhao Pei sighed in confusion. Didn't Xiao Yi not participate in the hunt? Besides, his eyes haven't recovered yet. "What is he doing here?"
"Of course I'm looking for you... you. One is my eldest brother, and the other is my wife who has not yet married me." He laughed teasingly, "Seventh brother can travel thousands of miles to chase his wife, so why wouldn't he come for a short distance of thirty miles?"
Zhao Pei looked at Xiao Tong somewhat embarrassedly, but he was not paying attention to her, and tilted his head to look at the distant mountains. She felt a string of disappointment in her heart and stopped talking.
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"Deshi!" The old emperor waited outside the tent for a long time, and finally saw two carriages slowly stop not far away. Xiao Ji lifted the curtain and helped Xiao Tong down. His face was very pale and his shoulders looked particularly thin. The emperor hurriedly stepped forward and grasped his shoulders before he could stand firm: "Deshi, you have suffered. Are you okay?"
"I am fine, father, don't worry too much." Hearing his words, the emperor felt relieved and called out, "Where is the imperial physician? Why is he so dull? Why don't you help the prince back to the tent?"
The carriage behind also stopped. Xiao Tong took a look and said to the emperor, "Father, Miss Xu is seriously injured." He nodded and called a few maids to help her down. Seeing her ragged clothes and messy hair, he couldn't help but frown. "What on earth is going on?"
"I will explain this to you, but now you should send her back to the tent immediately. There is no time to waste."
After hearing his words, the emperor stared at him for a moment with an unknown meaning, and said in a loud voice: "Seventh Brother, you go quickly." A man in black clothes walked out of the crowd. He glanced coldly at Xiao Tong and Zhao Pei. After a long time, he walked towards Zhao Pei and took off his outer robe to cover her.
Zhao Pei had returned to reality, and seemed to be unable to accept it. Her whole body was swaying, half leaning on Xiao Yi. Xiao Yi felt that everything he touched was hot, and his brows knitted together. Without saying anything more, he picked up Zhao Pei and carried her into the tent.
After Xiao Tong saw her enter the tent, he heaved a sigh of relief and immediately withdrew his strength and fell to one side...
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"Seventh Prince, the young lady has just fallen asleep. The doctor came to see her and prescribed some medicine. I will go down and boil the medicine now. You can go in and take a look." Midnight opened the curtain and saw the man in black standing in the sun with his hands behind his back, his head slightly raised, and his eyes closed. The sun cast a shadow on his handsome face, outlining the firm lines.
Xiao Yi turned his head to look at him. His eyes were still dark and deep, but one of them lacked some brilliance. Zi Ye stared at him for a moment and quickly lowered his head.
"Thank you for your hard work. Go and boil the medicine." Xiao Yi said this to comfort him lightly, and before Ziye could reply, he had already lifted the curtain and walked in.
The tent was filled with the sweet scent of incense, but there was also a faint smell of blood that could not be covered. Xiao Yi walked to the couch, slowly lifted his robe and sat down.
The woman on the couch looked very bad, with an unnatural blush on her cheeks and her black hair spread out on the pillow. She tilted her head to the inside, leaving him only a profile, but he could still see her furrowed eyebrows, as if she was entangled in some nightmare.
She pushed the quilt up to her chest, revealing her clean white clothes, which were as soft and delicate as the skin on her neck. Her jade-like collarbone was slightly exposed. Xiao Yi shook his head and reached out to tuck the quilt for her, unconsciously touching her smooth skin. His heart was shaken, and then he was shocked the next moment.
He stared at her neck, staring intently.
"Deshi..." Zhao Pei in the nightmare called out softly, and couldn't help but shed two lines of tears. He listened to it, and clenched his right hand into a fist, with his joints turning white and trembling.
"Sister!" The curtain was lifted again, and Yao Yunshang ran over with her skirt lifted. Seeing the weak woman on the couch, her eyes instantly turned red. Seeing Xiao Yi sitting on the side, she asked with a trembling voice: "Seventh brother, what happened to my sister? Deshi said she was seriously injured, so I ran to see her. Where is she injured? Is it serious?"
When Xiao Yi heard the word "virtue", he sneered. He did not answer, but stood up and walked out the door: "I am not sure either. If you are worried, you can take a look yourself."
Yao Yunshang was slightly stunned. Although Xiao Yi was always indifferent to people and things, he would never be so disdainful and... mocking. Yao Yunshang wanted to say something to him, but Xiao Yi had already thrown his sleeves and walked out of the tent.
Her gaze turned to the woman on the couch again, and she gently called out, "Sister Zhao Pei?"
Zhao Pei did not answer, but moved towards the couch uncomfortably, allowing her to clearly see the kiss mark left on his neck. (To be continued)