King Qin let out a long sigh and lay down next to her. That night, he held her in his arms and tossed and turned, but could not fall asleep.
In the middle of the night, he felt that the body in his arms was suddenly hot. He thought it was summer and the weather was hot, so he didn't mind it at first. Later, he felt something was getting more and more wrong. The body in his arms was like a furnace.
He lit the lamp and sat up, only to find that the person in his arms was flushed and had a high fever, which was obviously due to the worsening of the wound.
Under such circumstances, her fever again made matters worse. He quickly got out of bed, rummaged through the large pile of medicinal materials he had grabbed, and based on his memory and experience, found a few medicinal materials, took them out, woke up the waiter, and gave them He spent a lot of money to keep him going.
After the decoction was boiled and Hua Rong drank it, she lay there for a while, then turned over and sat up in a daze.
King Qin was cleaning the medicinal materials at this time, and was about to call the waiter to continue cooking the medicine tomorrow. When he looked up, he suddenly saw her sitting up and was shocked: "Girl, girl..."
However, she soon lay down, her eyes closed, her hands waving, and her mouth just kept talking nonsense.
He walked over and held her hand that was dancing wildly. He felt that the palm of his hand was hot. After listening for a while, he realized that she kept crying hoarsely: "Pengju, I want to see Pengju..."
His heart was as sharp as a knife. At this time, she actually wanted to see Yue Pengju!
She was still crying unconsciously, as if her hands were trying to break free from his grasp: "Pengju, Pengju... save me..."
King Qin couldn't bear it anymore and took his hand out of hers. But as soon as he left, she stretched out her hand again and pulled him desperately: "Pengju, I want to see Pengju..."
If she had said these words when she was sober, King Qin would not have done anything. However, at this time, she was seriously injured and had a high fever. No one could tell when she would die. He felt sad and did not know whether he should Follow her and send her back to see Yue Pengju for the last time.
Her hot hand slowly slipped from his, her head tilted on the pillow again, and even her weak breaths exuded hot heat.
He was cruel and said to himself: "Girl, if you want to see Yue Pengju, get better yourself. Otherwise, no matter how much you beg, I will not let you see Yue Pengju."
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Suddenly I remembered the words of the witch doctor, saying that there was a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum at the Wolf Lord, and there was a thousand-year-old ginseng on his own island. I thought, should I use Ganoderma lucidum or ginseng
At this time, I remembered Ma Su, Liu Wu and others. If these two people were around, they could have immediately ordered to go to the island to fetch things. Now the road is far away and there is no one around. It is not practical to return to my own island. It is better to go to Beijing. It only takes a few days to travel, but going to Beijing is no better than in the original Liao Kingdom. Except for a small number of Jurchens, most of them are Liao people, Han people and even a dozen other foreign races. People with high nose bridges and deep eyebrows. People of various races live together, making it easy to hide. Most of the people in Shangjing are Jurchens. The Han people have a low status and are very conspicuous, so they cannot move freely. Even if they want to go to Shangjing to steal Ganoderma lucidum, how can I safely leave Hua Rong to steal it alone
He thought about it, but couldn't find a good way, so he just made up his mind to keep Hua Rong safe for a short time, and wait for her to survive, and then slowly treat her internal injuries.
Although the summer in the north is not as hot as in the south, the sun is blazing for several days in a row, the air is very dry, and there is flying dust and the noisy smell of cow and horse manure everywhere.
King Qin was afraid that Hua Rong would be disturbed, so he paid a lot of money to buy a relatively clean room. There was at least a huge ancient pine inside, with needle-like leaves fluttering leisurely outside the window.
King Qin naturally had no intention of admiring these scenery. He only saw the naked Hua Rong with his eyes closed, and the clothes on his body were wrinkled up in a mess. Coupled with the mixture of soil and blood, when the weather was hot, an extremely terrifying wave was emitted. The smell. And her hair was messy and dry, and her whole body was completely haggard and had lost its human shape.
King Qin then realized that it was time to change her clothes. He immediately took the money and asked the waiter to buy a set of women's clothes.
This was an authentic Liao woman's attire, but King Qin didn't care what kind of clothes it was. He randomly found a handkerchief to wipe her with, carefully sorted the scars on her shoulders, lifted her up and changed her clothes.
She obediently and softly allowed herself to be manipulated by him. However, after King Qin completely took off her clothes, he realized that the fair, smooth and beautiful female body in the past had gradually become thinner after these days of "suspended death". There was only a layer of skin and bones left in the place.
For a while, he didn't dare to put clothes on for her at all. He just held her in a daze, his eyes dry and astringent. For the first time, he realized that it was all his own fault that such a beautiful life became like this! How many times have I committed suicide, so many times have I been sick, but now, my life has finally withered slowly, like a flower that is about to wither.
Why does getting along with herself always bring her death
He hugged her body and couldn't hold it back anymore, and dropped a tear on her body: "Girl, it's all my fault. I know I was wrong. Get better, okay? If you can get better, I won't I hate you. Even Yue Pengju, that little bastard, I didn’t do right with him... Girl, please get better, okay... "
Hua Rong still curled up softly in his arms, and her complexion changed from the transparent white in the past to a yellow color like a vegetable leaf.
The beauty of the past is gone.
Only a skeleton-like woman was left.
Could this be the result of his thousands of miles of pursuit
Is this the result of being obsessed with life and death
King Qin touched her long eyelashes. Even the eyelashes were condensed with some tear stains and were as dry as a butterfly that had died long ago. She would never open her eyes wetly again and look at him so tenderly.
He buried his head deeply in her neck, his shoulders twitching uncontrollably and crying bitterly.
After a long time, when she was about to throw away her tattered clothes, she suddenly remembered the wedding sticker in her arms, and slowly took it out, and once again, carefully looked at the Chinese characters Nian Geng on it.
Girl, she is nearly four years older than that little brat, but why did she fall in love with him
He unfolded the wedding sticker and placed it on her slender body. The eye-catching red and the shocking white - that deathly paleness formed a sharp contrast.
How much I wish to replace the words "Yue Pengju" with myself
It's a pity that I can never be replaced by myself; even the yellowed "wedding sticker" has been torn into pieces and turned into ashes long ago.
His eyes fell on her birth date and saw the words "August 5th". This was the first time he knew her birthday. He had never thought of her or asked her before. He was a pirate. In his life, he was running around. Not only did he forget his birthday, but he also never asked anyone's birthday, thinking it was an insignificant day. Only then did he realize that "birthday" was such a good word at that time. —As long as you live! It's worth celebrating.
Life is the most worthy of celebration!
What a wonderful birthday for the girl. It was the time when the autumn air was crisp, the osmanthus was blooming, and the fragrance spread all over the place.
Girl, you must live and wait for me to celebrate your birthday!
Please at least let me celebrate your birthday.
There was pain in his heart, and he could no longer speak, so he slowly dressed her. In his life, he had torn women's clothes many times, but he had never dressed a woman before. But Hua Rong, he had already I have dressed her up several times. However, this is the first time I have to change her clothes from inside to outside without leaving her clothes on the floor. Especially when she is wearing underwear, staring at her withered body, her hands are like My heart trembles every time I wear one!
What could be more uncomfortable than watching the person you love the most die bit by bit in front of your eyes
What's more, her death was caused by herself.
After finally getting dressed, he didn't know what to do. He just sat blankly on his bed and hugged her. Even when the sun shone in through the window and his clothes were soaked with sweat, he never thought that he was already It's midsummer.
Because of the arrival of the witch doctor, Hua Rong regained consciousness once, and King Qin had great trust in the witch doctor. However, the price the witch doctor asked for was too high, so he went out to rob again on a dark and windy night. This time the person who robbed was a man. He was an aristocrat of the Liao Kingdom and had many guardians at home. During the fight, King Qin escaped and was stabbed in the body. Fortunately, those who were not experts after all did not cut him hard. He escaped overnight, bandaged the wound, and saw the flowers. Rong was still lying quietly on the bed, and then he smiled happily and took a big bag of gold and dangled it in front of her: "Girl, you have money to hire a witch doctor again. Damn it, if that witch doctor can't cure you, I will Kill him... When you feel better again, I will rush into the Jin Kingdom Palace and steal the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum from that old wolf lord, and you will definitely get better... "
These days, he was afraid that Hua Rong would fall asleep and never wake up again, and he would be lonely, so he liked to "talk" to her, telling her about the various exotic customs and strange customs around him. He took the trouble to tell her everything he said in his life In total, it was not as long as the past few days. After talking for a long time, he occasionally saw her eyelids twitching. He often thought with joy that she would open her eyes in the next second. However, his joy was always in vain, and she was still sleeping soundly. , neither a sleeping beauty nor a sleeping princess, but a skinny-and-bones woman who is getting ugly day by day.
One day, when he went out to buy medicinal materials, he suddenly found a vendor on the street selling Su Dongpo's poems. They were self-printed before the Liao Dynasty and were very crude. Su Dongpo's name spread throughout the Liao and Jin Dynasties, and he was a little literate. Everyone knew his literary name. King Qin was very happy and thought, damn, these barbarians also have a collection of Lao Su's poems for sale.
King Qin was even happier than he had discovered Ganoderma lucidum, so he immediately bought a copy and took it back.
Sunlight filtered in from the window, shining on Hua Rong and her withering toes. King Qin sat down by the bed and smiled: "Girl, you don't know what I bought today..."
He put the collection of Su Dongpo's poems in front of her eyes, and she was naturally ignorant. He simply put the thin book against her eyelids: "Girl, do you like this thing? If you like it, I will read it to you." "