"Whoosh-" The sound of the wind got louder and louder, and even the tall trees on both sides that towered into the clouds were shaken by this strange strong wind.
The strong wind woke An Yu up in the prison car. She slowly opened her eyes and was immediately shocked by the sight in front of her. I saw a cloud of dust flying in front of me, and the thick dust haze covered everything with layers of veil. Even if I stood opposite, I couldn't see the other person's expression clearly. The square formation in the woods had long been in chaos. The soldiers were all distracted, and the horses were frightened and started running around. The horses of Lu Yixiang and Li Daogan were restless and wanted to run away, but they were forced to control them.
An Yu was trapped in the prison cart, unable to move. The horse pulling the cart was frightened and neighed, pulling her and running wildly. The carriage knocked her out of her mind, and the originally closed wounds on her body began to open again, blood overflowed, stained her clothes, and cut her flesh.
An Yu saw a tall tree on the left side of the bend ahead, and an idea flashed in his mind. Silently, he gathered all his strength. When the horse ran to the tree, he tilted his body with all his strength. The left corner of the carriage hit the big tree. The wooden prison cart was immediately knocked away, and An Yu also Not immune. But no matter what, she still came out. No part of her body was intact. At this time, her left shoulder hit a big tree again, which made it worse and the pain was unbearable. Gritting his teeth and holding on to the big tree, he reluctantly stood up, but before he could stand up straight, his body fell into a warm embrace.
An Yu had never felt that she would be so vulnerable. It was just a hug. However, her tears couldn't stop falling down, rubbing against the soft brocade clothes, soaking the piece of clothes on his chest. , but neither of them cared. It's like facing the final blow of suffering in the apocalypse. The two embraced each other, not afraid of any hardships, just because they had each other.
The beating heart was slightly chaotic, and the steady breathing did not calm the heartbeat. She listened carefully, and it was like a good medicine for pain, making her forget everything. She is a fish out of water, suffocating. Trying desperately to draw strength from him, he slowly lifted himself up from nothing, barely staying awake. All this is not a dream.
"Where is it hurt?" He said softly and tremblingly, for fear that if he said a harsh word, it would bring great pain to An Yu. But he ignored that the bear hug he just held had already pressed down on her wound.
An Yu raised his head. Looking at the green stubble that had grown up on Xie Weixing's chin, her heart felt warm again, her nose was sore, and her tears were about to fall again. She forced herself to calm down and said, "It's nothing serious."
"How could it be nothing serious!" Xie Weixing yelled. But she realized that her voice seemed to be too loud, and her anger should not be directed at her, so she swallowed it alive. He gently picked her up, lowered his head and said, "Be patient for now, I'll take you to bandage."
After saying that, he walked against the wind. There was not even a dark shadow to be seen in the shadows of the trees. Only the prison car that was smashed to the ground was left to witness the warmth after the danger just now.
An Yu opened his eyes again, and he had taken himself to the Nuan Pavilion in Fengnong Villa. Standing next to the bed was none other than Mr. Fosang, who had taken care of her last time. When he saw her waking up, a smile seemed to appear on his face, but it was very light, giving An Yu the wrong impression.
"Thank you, Mr. Fosang..." An Yu said in a low voice.
"Well, your original injury has not healed yet, and this time it is even more severe. Don't move around casually." Fosang had a straight face, and his mouth opened and closed like a robot. An Yu felt funny for a while.
At this time, the door opened. An Yu was stimulated by the light outside the door and couldn't help but squint her eyes. In the vast whiteness, Xie Weixing walked in slowly, as if a god had arrived, making her slightly absent-minded.
"Are you awake?" He was startled when he saw the beautiful woman's eyelashes fluttering slightly. He happily sat beside her bed and came closer to look at her face carefully. He was no longer as pale as when he was hugged back, and there was finally some blood on his face.
"How is she, sir?"
Fosang shook his head and said, "She has injured her muscles and bones and needs to rest for a month."
"A month?!" An Yu blurted out, but this movement involved the wound on his body, and he grinned in pain.
When Xie Weixing saw it, he felt extremely distressed, but he had no choice but to sigh and stop her moving body. He turned back to Fusang and said, "Give me the medicine. Is there anything else that needs attention?"
"These days, you can't eat too much greasy food. It's best to drink some white rice porridge."
An Yu's mouth moved, but in the end he said nothing. She also knew that she was seriously injured. Lu Yixiang's whip was not like an ordinary whip. Although there were no traces when struck, it penetrated deep into the bone marrow. Fortunately, Lu Yixiang didn't hit her too much, so he took her to Fengnong Villa. Maybe he saw that Xie Weixing protected him so closely that day and valued him very much, so he wanted to use himself to blackmail Xie Weixing. If not, I'm afraid that I would become the victim of his sword.
Xie Weixing was discussing with Fosang outside about applying medicine. When he came in, the patient had already fallen asleep. He walked lightly to the bed, stretched out his hand to smooth his tightly frowned eyebrows, and secretly swore in his heart that he would protect her tightly from now on!
An Yu woke up from a piece of warm water. It was already night time. Her body was stripped naked, and she sat in the tub. The fog was so thick that even her fingers were blurry. An Yu moved, the whip wound on her chest was pulling at her, so she had to sit peacefully with her breast in her arms and her waist bent. Just as she was about to lower her head, a hand stretched out from behind and a delicate cloth wiped her. She was startled and blurted out: "Who?!"
"It's me, don't be afraid."
Hearing this, An Yu's whole body froze, forgetting even the pain on his body, and stared straight ahead in a daze. The person behind her seemed to be laughing, because she felt her back trembling. She curled her lips and said, "Go out and call a maid!"
"They are not as gentle and attentive as I am." The person behind her said shamelessly. The cloth swept along her curves and erected plumpness, but without a trace of frivolity, it went around the wounds and wiped them gently. His other hand was touching Haoshou's shoulder, no longer as warm and cool as before.
An Yu was disturbed by this burst of wiping and closed his eyes with a gloomy expression.
"It's not like I haven't seen or touched it..." There was a chuckle from behind, but the movements of his hands were lighter and softer. He waited for a long time, but did not wait for her answer. He paused with his hands and moved closer to her face to look at her eyes. Only then did he find that she had closed her eyes. When he was wondering if she had fallen asleep, he caught a glimpse of her small and exquisite ears. , blood red, reacted immediately.
From a muffled laugh to the last laugh, An Yu finally couldn't help but open his eyes, and turned into anger and said, "Why are you laughing? Hurry up!"
"Okay, okay..." she replied dully, and the person behind her carefully wiped her body again. After a long time, she said happily, "This is a medicated bath. After taking a bath, you must not touch it for more than half a month." The water is gone. So I have to give you a good wash, otherwise you will stink and no one will dare to come near you!"
"It doesn't matter if no one comes near, I don't care about it!" An Yu replied coldly.
There was another burst of muffled laughter behind him, and An Yu simply closed her eyes in frustration and let him go.
An Yu's clothes were also worn by Xie Weixing. When his hands brushed against the skin as white as jade, both of them were surprised for a while, but Xie Weixing helped her put on the clothes with a stern face. An Yu sometimes didn't understand him. Could it be that he wasn't the one who was domineering last time? Or is it that I am no longer attracted to him? The only wound on her body was the one stabbed by Lu Yixiang at the beginning. The other wounds were hidden under her skin, so they did not affect her appearance. However, he doesn't seem to be fascinated by it...
While An Yu was thinking deeply, he had already put on his clothes. Although there is only one piece, a loose white cotton coat. After placing her upright behind the bed, Xie Weixing took out the medicine from the cabinet on the side, but when he saw her, he became startled again. An Yu was a little confused and called softly: "What's wrong?"
Xie Weixing came back to her senses, looked at the medicine in her hand, sat down silently, and gently pulled open the clothes she had just put on again. An Yu was shocked: "What are you doing?"
"Apply medicine." Xie Weixing said cleanly, his voice was muffled, as if he was holding back something.
An Yu looked at him speechlessly. She could feel her ears and even the roots of her ears were burning. A hint of coolness touched the snow peak on her chest. The wound was on that side. Fortunately, when she was wearing men's clothes, there was an extra layer wrapped inside so that it would not go too deep.
In the quiet Nuan Pavilion, Xie Weixing cursed in a low voice, dipped his fingers into the medicine, and applied it gently. An Yu turned his head and tried his best to ignore the chill. Xie Weixing squinted his eyes and saw a shocking red whip mark on her chest down to her belly button. The anger in his heart was like a prairie fire, instantly destroying all his sanity.
Perhaps because of the hot soup he had just soaked in, An Yu soon became confused and fell asleep gently. The medicine Xie Weixing applied to her was a kind of medicine paste that was developed and could be used directly. It was applied without bandaging. She only needed to cover it with clean clothes, which saved the burden of bandaging. After he applied the medicine, he looked up and found that she had fallen asleep. He gently covered her with the quilt and looked at her deeply.
Her face seemed to have grown a little wider, and the originally very light cinnabar mole became more obvious. Hidden under the delicate eyebrows was a pair of dreamlike eyes, sometimes turning nimbly, sometimes with the depth of translucent worldly affairs, and sometimes Looking stubbornly at a certain place in the sky... He could always find something novel in her. Is it because she comes from a time and space that he doesn't understand at all? No, there are thousands of kinds of people in the world, but she is always her. All he wants is her.