When the stars in the sky dim, it is the darkest time before dawn.
King Qin hugged the woman in his arms tightly, put his palms against her vest, and drove the horse forward. For a long time, he forgot to order the horse's direction, and only knew to run forward. I don't know if it was intuition. Or for some other reason, he clearly felt that the person in his arms was getting colder little by little.
He knew the power of his palm better than anyone else, and his mind went blank. He could only hold her in his arms and couldn't even speak.
After running for a while, he was finally able to tremble and make a little sound, but he couldn't form a sentence: "Girl... girl... you, are you still alive..."
She said nothing and leaned completely in his arms obediently. However, she could not rely on him and kept drooping her head.
He squeezed her hand gently, feeling that it was gradually getting colder. His whole mind was not clear, he didn't know what he had done, let alone where he was going.
He reined in his horse in the dark night before dawn, not daring to run again, for fear that if he ran again, her soul would be scattered. He didn't even dare to dismount, he just stayed on the horse and hugged her tightly, not caring at all. She knew what to do. This time, it was different from any other time. Even if she committed suicide or fell ill, she could control and estimate her actions. However, this time, she did it herself!
Only he knows best!
Although that palm with all his strength was intended to kill Zhang Xian, he saw it the moment she blocked it - and because of seeing it, he hated it even more! I hate that she ran away again and again; I hate that she became someone else's wife; I hate her "bridal night"; I hate that she doesn't take him seriously...
When he tore up Nian Geng's wedding sticker, his heart had already become cold, thinking that it would never warm up again. His hatred had almost overwhelmed his love and affection.
One palm strike and she was killed! I no longer have any worries.
So, he really slapped it down with one palm.
But, if she dies, will he really have no worries
Is this really the result you want
He stood in the endless darkness, shed tears, and suddenly screamed like a madman: "Girl... you won't die! Don't die! Girl, you are alive, okay?"
However, her hand simply slipped from his hand and hung limply. The tip of her nose seemed to be breathless.
King Qin's legs went weak and he almost fell to his knees, sobbing. The person in his arms was already as thin as a fragile feather. As long as his hand was loosened, it would mix into the sky or the soil and turn into the tiniest dust. From then on, The fragrance disappears and the jade dies...
A bright red sun rises from the east and shines on this northern land. It is surrounded by dense forests and white snow in the distance. There is only a winding and rugged path. Through this path, we can walk for another day. It is the border of Song Dynasty.
King Qin's legs were numb. When he was about to stand up, his hands shook and he still hugged Hua Rong tightly. He could see clearly at this time, but he saw her eyes were closed tightly, there was a trace of dried blood on each corner of her mouth, and her face was as golden as gold. Paper, there is no breath at the end of the nose.
He stayed on the ground for a moment, and put his palm on her vest. Surrounded by tall trees, a squirrel jumped over, and a drop of morning dew fell from the tall pine needle tree next to it, just falling on Hua Rong's face. A subtle "click" sound could be heard on her face. Water dropped down on her face, sliding down the corners of her mouth, diluting the purple blood stain, and her eyelids suddenly moved.
King Qin was overjoyed and exclaimed: "Girl..."
However, the surroundings were quiet, and Hua Rong was also quiet. There was no movement at all. He suspected that he had been blinded, so he still pressed his hand against her vest to judge that she still had the last trace of breath. If this breath lasted. If you disperse, you will die immediately.
He suddenly remembered that people often say that Ganoderma lucidum can prolong life. Often when a person is seriously injured or dying, if he takes a good ginseng decoction, his life can be prolonged for a while. He himself once seized a thousand-year-old ginseng and put it away. On the island. But the journey is far away, and it will take a month or two to reach it no matter how fast it is. Hua Rong is sober now, not to mention a month or two, or even a day or two.
He cheered up and was about to hold her on the horse, but he remembered her injury and could no longer ride the horse, so he hugged her steadily again and simply walked on foot, letting Kinses chirp and follow beside him.
The closer you go to the border of the Song Dynasty, the more desolate it becomes. After years of war, the border has long been empty. The former tea and horse trading market only has some historical traces left. Song pigs and golden dogs. The two countries have become sworn enemies. All trade and friendly exchanges have been suspended.
At this time, King Qin had calmed down a bit. He remembered that people often said that there were three treasures here in Golden Dog, and ginseng was one of them. He slowed down and stared at the slight forest and snow-capped mountains on both sides of the bank.
However, to get ginseng, unless you are an experienced ginseng customer, ordinary people can't find it at all. Besides, he can't try his luck while searching in the vast forest with a person in his arms.
After walking like this for half an afternoon, he saw that it was already getting late and he couldn't find a place to stay, so he had to stop and light a fire. Although it was already May, there was a bit of chill in the northern night, and from time to time he could hear the sounds of the jungle. There was the sound of tigers and wolves roaring. He felt happy. If a big insect came out, he might as well kill a tiger and eat its meat.
He held Hua Rong, holding his breath and concentrating. After a while, he heard a roar, and a tiger cub slowly approached. He quietly placed Hua Rong in a pile of dry leaves, lay down, and tiptoed, carrying a dead branch out. Far away, facing the little tiger, dead branches were thrown out and stuck on the head of the little tiger. The little tiger rolled a few times. King Qin stepped forward to catch it, beat it to death with a few punches, lifted it up, and quickly cut the skin with the knife in his arms. For meat, I found a few large leaves, filled them with water, and made tiger meat soup.
After it was done, he picked up Hua Rong, made a spoon out of leaves, and fed her a few mouthfuls. However, her mouth could no longer be opened, and she could no longer hold anything in her mouth except for the breath of life.
After he had a big meal, he felt a little more energetic. He put his palms on her vest, untied her clothes, and wrapped her gently.
Her face was pressed against his hot chest, and her hands gradually felt a touch of warmth. He felt happy and called her repeatedly: "Girl, girl..."
However, she didn't respond at all.
He felt moved and untied her clothes, only to see that there were arrow wounds on her left shoulder and back. Although they had been bandaged, they were in danger of festering due to running around. He quickly took out the medicine in his arms and applied it carefully on her , re-bandaged her, then carefully put her clothes on, and then held her in her arms again and lay her down.
While putting on her clothes, he felt some things in her arms, which were in bits and pieces and packed in a small bundle. King Qin unwrapped it and saw that it turned out to be the invitation card from when she got married. There were red letters on it, which read Yue Pengju, Hua Hua. Rong, their names and birthdays.
He thought of the yellowed paper he tore up, and compared it with the bright red paper, and then realized that this was the real wedding sticker.
When Hua Rong was traveling at that time, she expected something bad to happen. Afraid of something unexpected, even Yue Pengju didn't know about it, so she secretly took their wedding stickers with her as an amulet.
King Qin picked up the wedding sticker and looked at it for a long time. Anger welled up in his heart. He was about to throw it into the fire and burn it. However, in the blink of an eye, he saw her eyes closed tightly and her face was pale. He knew that her hope of survival was slim. If she asked about this wedding sticker when she came back to the future, where would I go to find it for her
He bitterly folded the wedding sticker again, put it back in her arms, and slowly put her shirt on, feeling pain in his heart. Maybe, she could still take a look at this wedding sticker when she died. will feel comforted.
In this way, at dawn, after walking a distance, I saw a small shop in front of me.
This is an extremely rare shopkeeper on the border between Song and Jin Dynasties. The shopkeeper is a mixture of Han and Jurchen. He is proficient in the languages of the two countries and has contacts with the border generals on both sides, so he was able to survive. Especially the Song Dynasty, which repeatedly sent people to negotiate peace. There is a real need for small shops on the road. Therefore, the shopkeepers took note of the business in these troubled times and charged extremely high prices.
It was still early and there were not many customers. King Qin hugged Hua Rong and rushed in. The waiter shouted: "Are you staying in the hotel?"
"Quickly, bring up all your best medicine and food..."
Naturally, there is food in this small shop, and there are often many injuries and medicines on the border. However, seeing the fierce look of King Qin, he only said: "The rules of the small shop are that you need to pay silver taels first..."
King Qin took out a piece of silver and said, "Bring the soup quickly."
The waiter collected the money and quickly brought a bowl of noodle soup.
King Qin sat aside, picked up Hua Rong, took a spoon, and fed her a few spoonfuls. With great difficulty, he moved her chin to feed her a little. She tilted her head and vomited everything out, and purple-black liquid came out of the corner of her mouth. Blood.
King Qin did not dare to feed him any more. When he saw the waiter looking at him furtively, he said angrily: "Is there a doctor around here?"
"Doctor, there are two in our shop..."
King Qin was overjoyed: "Please come out quickly."
"However, their consultation fee is very high."
The King of Qin groped again and fought desperately in the Kingdom of Jin. He lost a lot of things on his body, and the salutes were mainly at Ma Su and Liu Wu. He took another ingot of gold and threw it out, only to find that he was penniless.
The waiter collected the gold and walked in slowly. After a while, two old men with goatee on their chins and brown skin came out. They were also dressed half-gold and half-man.
The King of Qin had something to ask for, and for the first time in his life he became polite: "Excuse me, two old gentlemen, to see if my wife is still healthy?"
An old man felt Hua Rong's pulse, was stunned for a moment, and handed it to another old man. The two smiled at each other and shook their heads.
When King Qin saw the two of them playing tricks on each other, he couldn't help but asked, "What's going on?"
"Sir, your wife has died a long time ago. Why are you still holding her? The weather is hot now. If the body is not disposed of as soon as possible, it will be broken."
The girl is already a "corpse"
The other doctor also shook his head, with a mixture of sympathy and disdain in his tone: "This man is really sick, running around holding a dead man in his arms. Sir, it's you who should be patched up..."
King Qin was furious, grabbed his collar, and threw the old man out: "Quack doctor, what do you know?"
The other old man ran away quickly and dodged a distance. The waiter saw that he was vicious and was about to send someone to chase him away. King Qin had already stood up with Hua Rong in his arms and walked out angrily.
When he walked to the door, he suddenly saw a group of Jurchens in fresh clothes walking towards the shop with baskets on their backs. They were chattering without knowing what they were talking about as they walked. He didn't want to say more, but he saw one of them was full of excitement and was carrying a basket. Opening it up, from a distance, it seems like calling the waiter.
King Qin had sharp eyes, but when he saw what looked like Ganoderma lucidum in the basket he opened, he immediately understood that this group of people were all mountain ginseng customers from the north. These things were sent here either for trade or as gifts to some important person.