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Yuhuacong ran as if desperate, and the surrounding trees became denser and denser.
Several times, a tree branch suddenly appeared in his sight, Qi Yan quickly pressed Nangong Jingnu's head with his hands, but he couldn't dodge and was hit in the face by the tree branch.
Thanks to her growing up on horseback since she was a child, although she has not been riding a horse for many years, she is a little unfamiliar, but the experience and intuition flowing in her bones are indelible.
Nangong Jingnu's tears flowed out of her eyes, feeling the taste of dying for the first time.
Qi Yan glanced back, and there was no trace of the guards behind her. She said to Nangong Jingnu's ear, "Your Highness trusts me?"
Nangong Jingnu replied with a crying voice: "Well..."
"Release the pedals."
"what?"
"Release the pedals."
Nangong Jingnu cried out, "No, I dare not!"
Qi Yan tightened Nangong Jingnu's waist: "I am holding your Highness, let go of the pedals."
Nangong Jingnu held the reins tightly, closed her eyes against Qi Yan's chest, and took off her feet from the pedals.
Qi Yan put her feet into the pedals: "Your Highness loosen the reins and hold me."
"No, I don't dare! Woohoo... Royal father save me! Qi Yan, please don't let me go, I'm afraid."
"hold me!"
Nangong Jingnu released the reins, hugged Qi Yan's arm, and leaned against Qi Yan's chest.
Qi Yan pulled the reins and wrapped it around her hands twice, pressing down with all her strength, her legs gripping the horse's belly at the same time.
The reins were attached to the most vulnerable part of the horse, and were pulled violently by Qi Yan. Yu Huacong was in great pain, and raised a pair of front hooves with a cry.
It's now!
Qi Yan loosened the reins and let go of the stirrups, hugged Nangong Jingnu firmly with both hands, and leaned back with the strength of the horse's body.
It was easy for Qi Yan, the prince of the grasslands, to subdue a small jade cong, but it was difficult for Qi Yan, a scholar from the Wei Kingdom, to reach the sky.
Qi Yan has only ridden a horse twice in his life, and it is absolutely impossible for Nangong Jingnv, who is a beginner in equestrianism, to be unharmed in front of the violent Yuhuacong.
The trees here are already very dense, and even if you run down without encountering a beast, you will be hit by branches that stick out from time to time.
Although it is risky to fall off the horse like this, Qi Yan has been dealing with horses since she was a child: she knows what kind of posture to fall off the horse with the least injury.
At this time, Yu Huacong's speed was reduced to the lowest level, and she turned back by force. When the horse fell, they would continue to run forward, avoiding the occurrence of a second stampede.
Nangong Jingnu is petite, and Qi Yan protects her with her body, so it shouldn't hurt her.
In the screams of Nangong Jingnv, Qi Yan crossed her arms and fixed it on Nangong Jingnv's chest, her chin rested on her shoulders, and used her shoulders to resist the impact on Nangong Jingnv's neck.
With Qi Yan's posture and Nangong Jingnu's weight, she will be seriously injured.
But she still held the person in her arms tightly without hesitation...
Your Highness, I will protect you to live in peace to the end.
Then…
"Uh!"
Falling to the ground, Qi Yan raised her head hard to avoid hitting her head.
Nangong Jingnu slammed into Qi Yan's chest heavily, causing her eyes to go black in pain, and the two rubbed back for a long distance before stopping.
Qi Yan gritted her teeth, clasped her arms, and fixed Nangong Jingnu to her chest.
Nangong Jingnu fainted in panic, Qi Yan turned her head and glanced around. Paralyzed on the ground with wide limbs.
There was a burning pain in the back, and the bones all over the body seemed to be scattered.
Qi Yan let out a series of painful exclamations, gasping for breath.
As she expected: Yuhuacong ran into the depths of the jungle without looking back.
The sound of the hooves gradually disappeared, and dizziness struck.
Qi Yan bit her lip hard to keep herself awake, lying on the ground for some time before regaining some strength.
"Your Highness?"
Qi Yan protected the back of Nangong Jingnv's head and turned her body, and put Nangong Jingnv on the ground. Follow the arc of the back of the head and press the other party's slender neck and pinching: It's okay.
As long as the neck is not broken, Nangong Jingnu will not be injured in the position just now.
Qi Yan probed Nangong Jingnu's breathing again, completely relieved.
After lying down for a while, he barely sat up straight on the ground, and moved his neck and shoulders: no internal injuries.
He wiped it on the back of his neck again, and the faint blood on his palm should have been scratched.
There was a burning pain in the back, and bruising was inevitable.
Qi Yan looked down at her hand, and there were two thin wounds oozing blood from the tiger's mouth on her left hand, which should have been left from the last wrestling with Yuhuacong...
After sitting quietly for a while, Qi Yan slowly stood up and moved her hands and feet: there was a slight pain, but no bones were injured.
Qi Yan sighed lightly, this is already a fortune.
She got back to the ground and looked at Nangong Jingnv next to her and raised the corners of her mouth.
He raised his hand to pluck the dead branches and weeds from her hair, and then lifted the sleeves of her coat and wiped her little tabby-like cheek with a clean undershirt.
Qi Yan raised her eyes and looked at the surrounding environment: the trees here are as thick as several people hugging each other, with moss growing on the roots, and a thick layer of fallen leaves and dead branches on the ground. Thanks to them, they were not seriously injured.
There was a strong worry in Qi Yan's heart: Could it be a coincidence
How could Yuhuacong, known for her docility, suddenly go mad? Did the horse eat the poisonous weed by mistake, or did someone want to harm Nangong Jingnu
The sun had started to move westward, Qi Yan inserted her fingers into the dead branches and probed, and could clearly feel a damp and cold air.
Although the snow has melted this season, the ground is still cold.
She came under a tree, took off her blouse and spread it on the ground, picked up Nangong Jingnu and placed it on her blouse.
Then he picked up some dry wood from the nearest place, ripped apart the thick fallen leaves until the surface was exposed, and set up a pyre on it.
It takes a lot of work to find two people in such a big forest. My whole body is sore and weak, and I can't leave here with Nangong Jingnu on my back. Shouting will only attract wild beasts.
The only thing is to light a bonfire and pick up some damp dead leaves to burn, hoping that the soldiers will come over with smoke, and wild animals are afraid of fire, killing two birds with one stone.
After setting up the pyre for isolation, Qi Yan found that there was nothing on her body that could start a fire, so she touched Nangong Jingnu's arms...
A finger accidentally tapped on a soft protrusion, Qi Yan was stunned: subconsciously poked.
Only then did I suddenly remember: in the world, except for myself, women's chests are raised and soft.
When I was taking a bath with my mother, I saw...
Qi Yan cleared her throat, got up again, picked up a piece of peeling old bark, found another withered branch that was just the right size, sat back in front of the tree and rested against the trunk for a while, and started drilling wood to make fire...
After changing a few branches in a row, I was busy for nearly half an hour, and finally got the fire.
Qi Yan grabbed a handful of dead leaves and threw them on the bark. After the flames stabilized, she carefully held the bark and placed it under the pyre.
There was a "beep beep boo boo" sound, and the bonfire was lit.
Qi Yan leaned against the tree trunk tiredly, the pain from her back made her crack her mouth, she raised her sleeves and wiped the sweat from her forehead.
Qi Yan pulled open the fallen leaves beside him, grabbed a handful of slightly damp leaves and threw them into the fire, billowing thick smoke came out...
"Cough cough cough cough." Nangong Jingnu coughed for a while and slowly opened her eyes.
"Your Highness is awake?"
Nangong Jingnu first shivered: I thought she was dead!
Qi Yan jumped off the horse with her arms in her arms!
"You actually..." Nangong Jingnu's pupils shrank: she saw Qi Yan leaning against a tree trunk, an inch below the eye socket of her left face, a blood stain on her face.
The entire cheekbone was cut across from the nose wing, the blood stains were dry, and the wound was a bit hideous.
"your face… "
Qi Yan raised her hand and touched it, and said calmly, "Maybe she was accidentally hit by a branch."
Only then did Nangong Jingnu realize that she didn't seem to be injured. On the contrary, it was Qi Yan: the hair was messy and the clothes on her body were tattered.
Recalling the last moment, Qi Yan protected herself in her arms...
When he landed, he seemed to fall into a soft embrace.
Nangong Jingnu squatted beside Qi Yan, and after a closer look, she found that there were two obvious tooth marks on Qi Yan's lower lip, and there was a wound on her chin, and the blood stains were also dry.
She couldn't help raising her hand and probed towards the wound on Qi Yan's left face, but stopped when she was close at hand, withdrew her trembling fingertips: "Where else is it hurt? Show me to Ben Gong?"
Qi Yan threw a handful of wet leaves into the fire and said softly, "His Royal Highness moves his hands and feet to see if there is any pain."
Tears poured out of his eyes silently: "You sacrificed your life to protect me in your arms, how could I be injured?"
Qi Yan twitched the corners of her mouth, raised her hand and wiped away Nangong Jingnu's tears: "Your Highness is fine."
Tears became more and more turbulent, and it caught Nangong Jingnu's eyes: "Where did you hurt? Tell me..."
Qi Yan looked at Nangong Jingnu with eyes like water.
When she resolutely used her body to bear the impact on Nangong Jingnu, she suddenly found that the hole in her heart was filled.
In the face of a pure girl like Nangong Jingnu, no "wicked person" can do evil without any emotion.
He set fire to her palace, and when the fire started: she was thinking about the safety of the initiator, but she did not forget to count her again.
Even though these guilt did not shake Qi Yan's determination to take revenge, it made her unable to face her conscience calmly.
The conscience that died with Agula long ago...
Although Qi Yan was injured, her heart felt more relaxed than ever.
She will recover the blood debt that the Nangong family owes to the grassland, but she doesn't want to owe her love to Nangong Jingnu when she kills her...
"What are you talking about? Are you hurt? Don't lie to me..."
Nangong Jingnu cried sadly: "I'm sorry, Ben Gong shouldn't be stubborn, in fact, I'm not very good at horseback riding..."
"Your Highness~."
Nangong Jingnu sobbed twice, and said "um" with a thick nasal voice.
"My servant is a little cold."
"Wait, Ben Gong is going to pick up firewood."
Nangong Jingnu wiped her tears and stood up, but Qi Yan pulled the corner of her clothes: "Your Highness."
"Um?"
"Can you give me a hug?"
"… it is good."