"Why did you save me? Don't you hate me? Why didn't you let me die of poison?" He looked down at her, his voice dry.
Even though he knew that time was precious now and it was not the time to talk, he still couldn't help but speak.
She was lowering her head to bandage the wound on her wrist. When she heard this, she said without even raising her head: "You also saved me once just now, so we are even now and no one owes anyone anything. During the competition, you There’s no need to be merciful and let me do it on purpose.”
Contest!
What she couldn't forget was that competition!
Namtso was curious, was this competition so important to her
He wanted to find out what was going on in her head, but now he had no time to explore. He had to get to the hot spring before the poison struck again.
"Let's go down the mountain!"
He raised his cloak and wrapped her up, then put it on his back and led her up the mountain and down the ridge.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince..." The carriage driver was waiting beside the carriage at the foot of the mountain and hurriedly came forward to greet him.
The fireworks just now were set off by him after receiving the signal from Namtso.
"Send her back, remember, if she loses a hair, I will cut off your head!"
Namtso put her into the carriage. She had fainted due to excessive blood loss. Her face was as pale as paper, and her long eyelashes hung densely, covering her eyes.
He looked at her with complicated eyes, he had never understood her before.
*
Shen Ning felt that she must have slept for a long, long time. She was very sleepy and tired, and her eyelids were too heavy to open.
Dimly, she heard a violent voice roaring.
"Why doesn't she wake up? You quack, come here, drag her out and chop her into meat paste to feed the dogs!"
She finally regained her consciousness, her eyelashes moved slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.
A tall figure was standing in front of her bed, roaring at an old man who looked like a doctor.
The old man kowtowed repeatedly and knelt on the ground begging for mercy.
She rolled her eyes and recognized the angry tall man as Namtso. What, was he going to kill someone again
"Your Majesty... Your Highness..." She started to speak, but her voice became hoarse and hoarse, and it almost didn't sound like hers anymore.
What happened to her
She wanted to sit up, but as soon as she raised her arms, they immediately fell down.
"Are you awake?" Namtso turned around suddenly, surprised and happy.
With quick hands and eyes, he supported her fallen body, then sat on the edge of the bed and let her lean on his chest.
His chest was strong, and his muscles were full and elastic. It was very comfortable to lean against him, but the masculine scent of him also hit her nostrils, making her frown slightly.
"I am dizzy."
She didn't want to be so close to him, but she knew that if she said no, it would only make him angry, so she used a tactful method.
Sure enough, when Namu heard this, he immediately got up, helped her lie down again, and stood in front of the bed and looked at her.
"Is this better?" His voice actually had a hint of gentleness.
She closed her eyes and sighed.
"Doctor, let him go, I'm fine." She said softly.
"Okay, I will tell him to get out of here! Quack doctor, get out of here!" Namtso kicked the doctor in the butt, and the doctor got out as if he had been granted amnesty.
She opened her eyes slightly again and found that the room was lit with candles. It turned out that it was not yet dawn and she had not slept for long.