Exclusive heroine of the Imperial General

After returning home, He Lianchen prepared dinner in the kitchen, Gu Mengqing went back to the bedroom, changed clothes, and sat on the sofa on the balcony in a daze.

Picking up the hairpin on the small table, Gu Mengqing carefully touched the pale pink gardenia petals on the hairpin, and said softly, "This is the color stained by blood."

The cool hairpin seems to have a huge mysterious force pulling Gu Mengqing's nerves.

In the haze, Gu Mengqing felt her body vacated, but she didn't have the strength to open her eyes to check.

In a few seconds, I felt soft under my body, and a big warm hand wrapped around my shoulder.

Finding a comfortable position, Gu Mengqing rubbed against He Lianchen's body and fell into a deep sleep.

He Lianchen lowered his head and kissed her forehead lightly, pursed his lips and looked at the little man in his arms who was breathing steadily.

"Good dream, wife."

The hairpin on the small table shone faintly against the backdrop of the setting sun. Although it had a history of hundreds of years, it was still holy, and people couldn't bear to desecrate it.

The breeze blew across the deep mountains with the singing of birds, and Qingyu picked up the mushrooms under the trees with a basket on her shoulders.

She was dressed in a blue dress, and a blue ribbon was simply tied on her head. Although she was not as luxurious as a noble lady, she looked fresh and refined.

This cyan figure seemed to blend in with the green in the midsummer woods.

As he walked, Qingyu noticed something strange in the forest in front of him. He stopped and peeled off the branches to look over, and found that it was the sound of a horse's tail dangling back and forth and thrown on the branches.

Patting his chest to feel relieved, Qing Yu walked over and touched the horse's body, and said softly: "Why are you here? Are you lost?"

As if understanding her words, the horse raised its neck and let out a cry, raised its hoof and stomped lightly on the ground twice.

"Okay, okay, good boy." Qing Yu touched the horse's head, and when she lowered her head, she took a step back and raised her hand to cover her mouth that had grown up in surprise.

Next to the horse's hooves lay a man covered in blood, with a pair of bloody hands with sharp joints, tightly holding the saber that had fallen to the ground.

Qingyu picked up a tree branch from the ground, walked over and raised her upper body, stretched out her hand and poked the man on the ground, "Hey, you...are you dead or alive."

The people on the ground didn't respond, Qingyu poked him twice again.

Seeing that there was still no response, Qing Yu boldly walked over and squatted in front of him, and was about to reach out to touch his nose when the man on the ground grabbed her.

"Fake corpse!" Gu Mengqing screamed and fell to the ground, looking at the people on the ground in fear, "Don't let me go, I don't want to die yet."

The man on the ground held onto Qingyu's hand firmly, like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw.

"Help...help me." He opened his mouth with difficulty, and then fainted again after speaking weakly.

Looking around and seeing no one passing by, Qingyu looked at the fallen person on the ground, and then at the horse next to him.

He stood up and patted the dirt on his clothes, walked up to the horse, patted its head and said: "This should be your master, I want to save him, so you cooperate with me later, don't make mistakes." Temper, you know."

Ma rubbed her hand to show that he understood.

"It's such a good horse, it's actually human."

Picking up the sword on the ground, he raised his hand to untie the ribbon that bound his hair, and tied it to the saddle.

Qing Yu struggled to lift up the man who fell on the ground, and put all his weight on her body.

"Hey, can you get on the horse by yourself." Qingyu panted and put his leg on the saddle, "Brother, can you get on the horse by yourself, I can't hold you."

The man passed out completely, Qingyu dragged his head with one hand and supported his waist with the other, finally helped him up with great effort.

Wiping the sweat off his forehead, he picked up the mushrooms on the ground, stepped on the saddle and got on the horse.

"Drive!" Pulling the reins, he raised his hand and slapped the horse's butt vigorously, and the horse raised its legs and ran forward quickly.

In front of a leak-picking yard not far from the woods, Qingyu pulled the reins tightly to stop the horse.

He got off the horse, tied it to the fence, helped the fainted man into the house, and let him lie on the bed.

Qingyu took the basin to the well to fetch water, took the towel and ran in quickly, and took down all the medicine bottles from the shelf.

Taking off the armor and cloak on him, Qingyu took off his clothes that were cut by the sword.

When all the wounds on his body were exposed to the air, Qingyu felt that his chest was blocked by a ball of cotton.

Every wound was deep into the bone, and the wound was pulled when he took off his clothes, and it started to bleed again. There was almost no good place on his body.

He rolled up his sleeves to clean up the blood on the wound, opened the hemostatic powder and sprinkled it on the wound.

Even if the man was unconscious, he was afraid of hurting the air he kept blowing gently with his mouth puffed out.

After everything was busy, Qingyu found him her father's clothes to change into, stretched his neck, and let out a sigh of relief.

He turned around and went to light a fire outside the house, washed rice and cooked a bowl for him, and prepared some light pickles.

Carrying food into the room, he found that he was still awake, put the things on the table, and sat on the ground in front of the bed.

Qingyu looked at the man's face and raised her eyebrows, just now his face was covered in blood and he couldn't tell what he looked like, but he didn't expect it to be cleaned up now, but he looked handsome.

Judging by his attire, he should not be from a poor family, at least he should be the son of a rich family.

But how did it end up in such a field?
Could it be that he met bandits, or was hunted down by his enemies.

Thinking about it, her eyelids became heavier and heavier, Qingyu yawned, and fell asleep lying on the edge of the bed.

The man moved his fingers, slowly opened his eyes, looked at the strange environment in front of him, and frowned. He remembered that he had met someone before he passed out.

I got up and wanted to sit up, but when I moved, my body hurt like hell. I felt something pressing on my hand, and when I looked down, I found it was a girl.

Qingyu was resting on his hand, sleeping very soundly, is she still smacking her lips.

Thinking to herself that she should have saved him, the man didn't pull out his hand, just looking at her sleeping face.

As the sun set, the room gradually darkened, Qing Yu finally sat up and stretched, yawned, and looked out the door with squinted eyes: "It's already so late."

"What's your name?"

The man suddenly opened his mouth, and Qingyu jumped up in fright: "When did you wake up?"

"While you were asleep."

"Is there anything uncomfortable? My house is in the wilderness. If you can't invite a doctor, I can only show you." Qingyu lowered her head embarrassedly, watching the room darken, and hurried to light the candles. stand up.

"I'm giving you trouble."

Qing Yu took out the porridge that she had just cooked and warmed it up, and brought it to the man. Seeing that his arm was injured, it was inconvenient, so she simply sat by the bed and fed him mouthfuls.

"There are only these things in the house, you will eat them. Tomorrow I will buy a chicken"

After being in a coma for such a long time, my stomach felt empty and uncomfortable, and a bowl of porridge was eaten quickly.

"My name is Shenchen."

"My name is Qingyu." Putting the bowl on the table, Qingyu poured a glass of water, "How did you get so badly injured, were you hunted down by your enemies?"

Following her words, Shenchen nodded, without revealing too much of his identity to her.

"You should have a good rest first. I tied yours to the yard and fed the grass. You can go back when you are well."

"it is good."

At night Shenchen was lying on the bed, Qingyu flung the straw mat quilt on the ground and slept beside the bed.

Against the backdrop of the candlelight, Shenyi looked at the sleeping Qingyu and curled his lips. He really didn't know whether to call her innocent or too stupid.

There is a strange man living in the house, and he can sleep so soundly, without being afraid of being in danger.

Having slept enough during the day and now unable to sleep, Shenchen sat up and leaned on the bed and looked at Qingyu carefully.

She has a small and delicate nose with a high nose bridge, thick eyebrows, and very thick eyelashes, which are long and curled up to look playful.

Shenchen saw many rich ladies of all kinds, but none of them could look as beautiful as a flower without makeup like Qingyu.

Withdrawing his gaze, Shenchen recalled the situation of being ambushed in the woods during the day. He hadn't told anyone about this trip, how did it leak.

The members of the inner group who ambushed him thought that they were not bandits and bandits, but all of them were masters of martial arts.

If he hadn't found the right time to escape on horseback, the outnumbered Shenchen would never have survived to this day, and would have been the ghost of their sword long ago.
There are many doubts about this matter, and Shenchen frowned with more and more worries in his heart.

The inner gang obviously wanted his life, if they knew that Shenchen was still alive, then Qingyu would definitely suffer as well.

After a sleepless night, Shenchen was always alert to the wind and grass around him, and he didn't fall asleep until the sky was bright.

The chickens in the yard crowed twice on the fence, Qing Yu yawned and sat up, only to find that Shen Chen was still asleep.After tidying up the bedding and washing up as usual, I went into Cheng with the mushrooms I picked yesterday.

I bought mushrooms, bought a chicken and some vegetables with the money I earned, and went home.

In the corner of the second floor of a tavern, a black man stood in front of a richly dressed man, and the atmosphere between the two was somewhat depressing.

"The small one is not doing well, so Shenchen ran away."

"You trash! If you can't do such a small thing well, what use is it for me to support you!"

"Elder-in-law, please calm down. Shenchen was seriously injured by me and my brothers yesterday. Even if he runs away, he will definitely not live long."

"Go and find it for me, if you want to see people, if you want to see people, if you want to see dead bodies!"

"Yes, this subordinate will do it."

After entering the yard, Qingyu found that Shenchen got out of bed and was feeding the horses in the yard, so she ran over and snatched the private message from his hand, "Why did you get out of bed, your injuries are serious, you should stay in bed and recuperate."

"I'm fine, the medicine you gave me yesterday is very effective." Shenchen took the feed back from her hand with a smile, and put his hand next to the horse's mouth, "Get out of bed and move around, but it's good for wound healing. "

Qingyu pouted and felt that what he said was wrong, but she didn't know how to refute him, so she could only let him go.

He carried his things into the house, put on his apron and started cooking.