Cheng Qianye jumped into the water immediately. The river water was cold and dark on a spring night. She dived into the water several times but couldn't find anyone.
Torches were held high on the ship, and more and more soldiers who were good at swimming went into the water to help search for people.
Cheng Qianye was soaking in the water, with dots of fire reflected on the dark water surface, and he was surrounded by his own people.
But Cheng Qianye felt more and more panicked. Time passed by, and Mo Qiaosheng had not been found yet.
Qiaosheng, he is most afraid of water.
He was now in the cold, dark water, and I couldn't find him.
An extreme feeling of anxiety occupied Cheng Qianye's heart.
Realizing that she might lose this man forever, her heart was gripped by a deep sense of fear.
The eyes looking up at me, the flower of love that only dared to bloom on the eve of choosing death, appeared clearly in my mind.
Cheng Qianye took a deep breath and dived into the water again. She kept diving, and her vision gradually became dim and difficult to see. Just when she was about to give up, she finally found a ball of light pink light in the water.
Sakura pink!
The love that Mo Qiaosheng showed to herself before she died.
The light pink color appears and disappears, flickering.
Cheng Qianye swam quickly towards the ball of light and grabbed an unresponsive body.
She carried that body and paddled desperately towards the lights on the water.
When everyone saw Cheng Qianye find the person and emerge from the water, they cheered and helped to pull the person onto the boat.
When Cheng Qianye climbed onto the deck, there were already military doctors surrounding Mo Qiaosheng and treating him.
Yao Tianxiang turned around and looked at her, revealing a sad and sympathetic expression, and shook her head gently at her.
Cheng Qianye pushed the crowd aside and saw a soaked body lying on the deck. His face was pale, his jet-black hair was messy and stuck to his facial features, and his slender limbs were lifeless.
The military doctor took his hand away from his carotid artery, shook his head and sighed, "There is no pulse anymore."
Several heavy sighs were heard all around.
Zhang Fu knew that although Mo Qiaosheng was just a slave, he had been with his master through life and death, so he was very important to him. His heart was heavy, and he stretched out his uninjured arm, ready to speak to comfort Cheng Qianye.
His sometimes reliable, sometimes ridiculous master waved his hand away without saying a word. He walked forward with gritted teeth, pushed the military doctor away, calmly pinched the slave's unresponsive lips, turned his face, and reached out his hand to empty the foreign object in his mouth.
Then she tore open the slave's clothes and knelt beside him. She overlapped her right palm with the back of her left hand, crossed her fingers, stretched her elbows, and pressed the base of her palms on the center of the "corpse's" chest, pressing up and down quickly and forcefully.
My lord, what are you doing
The onlookers were surprised by Cheng Qianye's strange behavior and started talking about it.
Cheng Qianye pressed the button for more than thirty times without saying a word, then raised his hands, pressed one hand on Mo Qiaosheng's forehead and lifted his chin with the other, causing his airway to open involuntarily.
Then, amid the exclamations from the people around her, she pinched Mo Qiaosheng's nose. In front of everyone, she covered his cold mouth with her lips and blew two breaths into it.
Watching the chest swell up twice, she let go of her hand and continued to cross her fingers, pressing the cold chest rhythmically.
"My Lord, what are you doing?"
"My Lord, what happened?"
"Are you too sad?"
There was a buzz of discussion all around.
Helan Zhen and Zhang Fu spoke up to persuade him: "My lord, the dead cannot be brought back to life, please accept my condolences."
Yao Tianxiang stretched out her hand, carefully placed it on Cheng Qianye's shoulder, and gently called her: "Qianyu?"
"Wipe the sweat off my face." Cheng Qianye's hands kept moving.
She repeated these two movements over and over again, gritting her teeth and refusing to stop even though her hands were shaking. The sweat on her head dripped onto her pale chest.
Yao Tianxiang felt uncomfortable and stood silently by the side, raising her sleeves to wipe the sweat from Cheng Qianye's forehead from time to time.
Suddenly she pointed at Mo Qiaosheng and said, "Move, move!"
"Did he move just now?" She grabbed Sima Tu's hand tightly.
Cheng Qianye raised his head and looked intently, only to see Mo Qiaosheng's pale lips move slightly and he exhaled a few puffs of white air.
His thick dark eyebrows were tightly furrowed, he opened his eyes weakly and looked towards Cheng Qianye.
"woke up!"
“He actually woke up!”
“The dead are raised!”
"Miracle! This is a miracle!"
There was a real cheer all around.
Cheng Qianye collapsed to the ground, his hands shaking, and he looked into Mo Qiaosheng's eyes, unable to speak.
Zhang Fu knelt down first and said, "My lord, you can actually revive the dead! Flesh and bones! God bless the Jin Dynasty and give me a holy master!"
All the soldiers knelt on the ground and shouted: "God bless the Jin Dynasty and give us a holy master!"
Cheng Qianye stood up with difficulty and waved to everyone.
Oh my god, you, Zhang Fu, are really good at hyping up things. I just happened to have learned CPR at a Red Cross charity event.
After the crisis, she felt weak and her hands and feet were weak.
Although the wounds on his shoulders and back were not deep, they were already starting to hurt after several struggles. When the cold wind blew, his body alternately felt hot and cold.
Cheng Qianye knew that something was wrong, so he reluctantly said a few words, held Yao Tianxiang's hand, and went into the hold to rest.
After entering the room, Cheng Qianye dismissed everyone and left Yao Tianxiang alone.
She sat on a chair, took off her shirt, and exposed her injured shoulders and back.
"Bandage it for me."
"You...you!" Yao Tianxiang held the medicine bottle, pointed at Cheng Qianye's body, and was so surprised that she couldn't speak.
"Hurry up, it hurts so much." Cheng Qianye frowned.
Yao Tianxiang steadied herself and stepped forward to treat the wound on her back.
"I never thought that you, my husband, are actually a girl." She said in surprise while carefully bandaging the wound.
"I am really surprised. You are a free and easy-going person. You remain calm in times of danger. You have a bearing that many men cannot match. We have been together for such a long time, but I never realized that you are actually a woman. I, Yao Tianxiang, once boasted that I was a heroine, but now it seems that I am not even a fraction of your level."
"Tianxiang, I know you've always been worried about me." Cheng Qianye sat on a chair, tilting his head to talk to Yao Tianxiang who was bandaging her wound behind her, "This is my biggest secret. Now that I'm telling you, you can finally feel at ease, right?"
Yao Tianxiang was filled with emotion: "I understand. Thank you, Qianyu."
"You are the only one on this ship who knows about this. You must keep this secret for me."
"I will keep my mouth shut, don't worry. You know, I also need this secret from you to cover for me and Sima Tu." Yao Tianxiang bandaged the wound and helped Cheng Qianye put on a chest binder.
She suddenly reacted: "You, you, you said that no one on the ship knew this secret, that Mo Qiao gave birth to him?"
"He doesn't know." Cheng Qianye put on his coat. "Among the men around me, only one minister named Xiao Jin knows the inside story, but I don't know why he didn't come this time."
"But that's not right." Yao Tianxiang recalled something and showed a strange expression, "How did you deal with him that night?"
"Shut up." Cheng Qianye lay down on the bed angrily and amusedly, "I seem to have a fever. Help me find some medicine and stay with me. I need some sleep."
Cheng Qianye developed a high fever that night and became drowsy.
Yao Tianxiang stayed by her side as her newlywed wife, doing all personal matters herself and refusing to delegate to others.
After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Cheng Qianye woke up from his daze and felt a dry throat.
"Tianxiang... water." She opened her eyes.
A pair of concerned eyes were staring at him from the bedside.
Mo Qiaosheng's face was pale, his eyes were dark and bloodshot, and his thin lips were tightly pursed into a slit.
Seeing Cheng Qianye waking up, he could not suppress his excitement. He knelt down in front of the bed and reached out to help him.
"I'll do it, I'll do it." Yao Tianxiang pushed Mo Qiaosheng aside and sat down on the bed. "My dear, you're awake. Are you thirsty? Do you want some water?"
Cheng Qianye nodded.
Yao Tianxiang helped her up, put several pillows under her, took the jade bowl handed to her by Mo Qiaosheng, and carefully fed Cheng Qianye some water.
Cheng Qianye drank the water and felt relieved.
"Where are we?" she asked.
"You have slept for a whole day. At the current speed, we should be able to reach Huangchi tomorrow, then go ashore and head to Bianzhou." Yao Tianxiang helped her tidily press down her bedding.
Cheng Qianye glanced at Mo Qiaosheng who was standing with his hands down. The cherry pink color on his body that had briefly appeared at the critical moment of life and death had disappeared, replaced by a golden halo that was increasingly dazzling.
Until the moment of death, even in your heart, you dare not secretly like me, your lord? Cheng Qianye looked at the glittering golden color and thought unhappily.
Yao Tianxiang looked at the two of them and made an excuse: "Husband, you must be hungry. I'll go out and tell them to prepare some porridge for you."
After saying this, Cheng Qianye winked self-righteously and slipped out the door, leaving the two of them alone in the room.
Cheng Qianye looked at Mo Qiaosheng for a long while and sighed: "You are injured, go back and rest, I don't need to serve you here."
Mo Qiaosheng clenched his fist without saying anything, and his eyes suddenly turned red.
If it is not explained clearly in one go, there is no way he can figure it out on his own.
"Qiaosheng, do you know what you did wrong?"
Mo Qiaosheng looked puzzled.
"I've told you time and again that you should cherish yourself and value yourself. What did you do?" Cheng Qianye raised his head. "You jumped into the water, thinking you were loyal to me. Have you ever thought about how I feel?"
"You didn't even try hard, and you didn't even give me a chance. You just threw your life away so easily."
"Do you know how important you are to me?" Cheng Qianye looked directly at Mo Qiaosheng, causing him to lower his head. "If you were gone like this, then I..."
She finally sighed and said, "Forget it, go away. Think about it carefully. You don't have to stay by my side until you have thought it through."
"I..." Mo Qiaosheng's lips moved, but he still couldn't say anything.
"Go out, I'm tired, let me rest for a while." Cheng Qianye turned his head away.
Mo Qiaosheng looked around, showed a sad expression, and finally walked out the door.
Yao Tianxiang came in with some porridge and side dishes. She passed Mo Qiaosheng outside the door.
She sat down at the head of Cheng Qianye's bed in confusion, put a small table on the bed, and placed the porridge in front of Cheng Qianye.
"Qianyu. Did you bully him again?" She took care of Cheng Qianye while gossiping, "I saw him crying and walking out."
Cheng Qianye lowered his head and drank his porridge in silence.
"Qianyu, I'm really curious. You care about him so much. You jumped into the water to save him even though he was seriously injured." Yao Tianxiang touched Cheng Qianye's arm, "Why didn't you tell him the truth?"
"Whether I'm a man or a woman, as long as I say I want him, he will obey me." Cheng Qianye stopped drinking porridge, "But what I want is not a slave without self."
"Tianxiang, you must understand me." Cheng Qianye raised his head, "What I want is a man who can walk side by side with me and support each other."
"If he can't stand up and walk to me, no matter how much I like him, I won't force him to be my lover. It doesn't matter whether I tell him that I'm a woman or not."