"Don't hug me so hard until the injury is healed." Luo Qingchen pursed her lips, rubbed him gently, and said with slightly red eyes, "I will also feel sorry for you, okay?"
"Yes." He responded softly, but his arms holding her tightened.
Song Le half leaned on a tree stump nearby, squinting his eyes and forming a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.
In the past, she never understood why Chi Mo was so kind to Xiao Chen, but she was not tempted at all.
Now she knows, because she is waiting, waiting for Nan Yisheng to appear.
"Your injury..."
"It's out of the way."
"Who said that!" Luo Qingchen struggled slightly, raised her eyes to look at his still pale face, frowned and said, "Wrap it up, otherwise it will get infected."
"Okay." He nodded, still looking at her with great reluctance, with the gleam of doting in his eyes.
Although he knew that she shouldn't have followed him here, when she stood in front of him with a long sword in her hand, he felt that there was no way he could push her away.
He can't...
Really, really can't do it...
A bright moon and a bonfire.
Luo Qingchen opened the medicine box and carefully helped Nan Yisheng apply the medicine.
She couldn't help but frown tightly when she saw the dozens of wounds, large and small, all over his body, some of which were still bleeding.
"You're seriously injured." She carefully applied alcohol to his wound, bit her lip and choked out: "Don't get hurt again..."
"Don't worry." Nan Yisheng raised his hand slightly and touched her head and said, "It hurts a little bit."
"What is this? I've never seen it before." Song Le looked at the cotton swab in Luo Qingchen's hand and asked, "It feels like Xiaochen has changed a lot since he went to Nanzhao Kingdom."
"This thing is quite complicated, and I can't say for the moment. It's probably a good medicine." Luo Qingchen looked sideways at her and said, "Did he give you any trouble when I was away?"
"No." She sighed softly and said, "If he hadn't killed Chi Mo with his own hands, maybe I would have said a few nice words for him."
In fact, he could probably feel Mu Hanche's longing for Xiaochen, because he would stay at her place for a long time every snowy night.
No one knew where he was going or what he was thinking.
"It's not important anymore." Luo Qingchen shook her head and said, "We won't come back again."
"Then where are we going?" Song Le said with slightly relaxed eyebrows, "How is Nanzhao?"
"Don't go back to Nanzhao." Nan Yisheng frowned slightly, and looked at her with a dim look in his beautiful eyes: "It's too dangerous."
Luo Qingchen looked into his deep eyes, and while wrapping his wound with gauze, she asked: "The poison of Prince Nan was not caused by Liang Ji..."
She could feel his body froze for a moment, followed by a dead silence.
He didn't respond or speak, just looked at her blankly, his eyes flickering.
"It's you, right?" She raised her eyes calmly, frowning slightly, with a tiny light in her eyes.
In fact, it would be a lie to say that I am not moved...
"What?" Song Le looked at Nan Yisheng in shock, widened his eyes and said in disbelief: "You... just want Xiaochen to come back?"
"It's a pity that she is smarter and more stubborn than anyone else, and no one can stop her from doing what she wants to do." Nan Yisheng said with a faint smile on his lips, looking at her and saying, "Since you know everything, you shouldn't go back."
"But if I don't go back, what will they do to you?" Luo Qingchen narrowed her eyes, bit her lip and said, "You are so unfair to yourself." (To be continued)