Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

Plop.

Before Liang Huan could react, Wei Yue dragged her into the water.

She was caught off guard and took a few sips of water, which made her choke and out of breath.

"Witch, you are really harmful to people!" Wei Yue reached out and held her under her arms, swimming desperately to the shore.

Liang Huan coughed and looked back. Someone jumped into the water behind him, chasing after him.

"It's you they want to kill, and I'm the one who's been implicated by you..."

Weiyue endured the pain on her back and swam hard, gritting her teeth and cursing: "You have no conscience."

Opening his mouth, the cold river water poured into his mouth. Liang Huan did not dare to speak anymore, so she broke away from his control, threw away her arms and paddled hard.

Without the burden, Wei Yue felt much more relaxed.

In the dark night, there was only the sound of water splashing.

When they swam to the shore, Liang Huan was so exhausted that she almost fainted. Wei Yue took out the sword from her waist and held on with all her strength.

They didn't dare to stay long.

Weiyue grabbed Liang Huan's hand and ran towards the dense forest on the shore.

Liang Huan didn't care at all to see if anyone was catching up behind him, and ran forward with all his last breath.

Until I was out of breath and could no longer run, my legs were weak and my feet were soft and I fell to the ground.

Then he turned around and looked behind him, but fortunately he didn't see anyone.

But after hearing a sound, she turned and looked over, Wei Yue fell to the ground.

Liang Huan quickly crawled over. Under the moonlight, he had closed his eyes and was unconscious.

"Weiyue..."

Liang Huan leaned down, patted his face gently, and called softly.

No response.

Liang Huan stretched out her hand to feel his breath, and then looked behind him.

No one has caught up yet, but it will be hard to tell soon. Once they are found, they will be slaughtered.

No, I have to go.

Liang Huan took off his outer shirt, cut a piece of cloth with his sword, and tied Wei Yue around her waist.

She slowed down, struggled to hold on to his arm, carried him on her back, and held his sword to support them moving forward little by little.

But Weiyue was tall and couldn't move a few steps, so she had to stop and rest.

You can't escape far like this.

Liang Huan looked around again and found that there was no one to turn to for help.

You can only go to places with dense vegetation, and you may be able to escape when it gets dark.

She looked around as she walked, not wanting to trip and fall over. The person on her back pressed heavily on her, and the two of them rolled down the slope.

While rolling, her head hit something unknown, and her vision went dark and she lost consciousness.

When she woke up again, Liang Huan was in severe pain all over her body. She moved but couldn't move at all, as if she was pressed under a mountain.

Liang Huan endured the pain and untied the cloth strips that tied them, and then carefully pushed the person on him away.

The sky was already slightly bright, and the surroundings were deserted.

Liang Huan rubbed her almost broken body and tried to stand up, but her ankles hurt terribly.

Not caring to take a closer look, he turned to look at Wei Yue again.

The pale face was bloodless, and the lips were faintly black.

Liang Huan was shocked and quickly turned the person over. The wound on the back was so deep that the bones were visible. The most terrible thing was that black blood was flowing. This was a sign of poisoning!

Their swords were coated with poison, clearly intended to kill him.

Liang Huan did not dare to delay any longer. She rummaged through him carefully and found several vials, a fire seal, and her small dagger.

In several small bottles, apart from the special potion she had seen, there were unknown small pills.

Liang Huan poured out the medicine for examination, but it was not an antidote that could be used.

Looking at the person lying down again, he needs to be detoxified as soon as possible.

The situation was special, and he didn't care whether he was taking the right medicine, so he could only take out his daily detoxification pills and give them to him. He also took out the silver needle package and put it aside for later use, and then picked up a small dagger to tear open his clothes.

Liang Huan raised his head and looked around, picked up the long sword, lamely chopped off some twigs, lit a small fire next to Wei Yue, and put the strips of cloth he had untied earlier on the fire to bake.

After everything was ready, he continued to examine him. The skin and flesh were turned out, and the black blood on the edges was somewhat solidified.

Liang Huan took a clean silver needle, roasted one on the fire, and used one.

First, he sealed several acupoints on the wound, then picked up a small dagger and carefully removed the black blood clots and a little bit of flesh...

Fortunately, I kept the wormwood powder until the wound was almost cleaned, and then poured some more on it.

After the wound was simply bandaged, Liang Huan was already exhausted and lay on the ground to rest without any image. Whether it was the injury on his forehead or the pain in his ankle, he didn't care at all and just wanted to take a rest.

Just as I closed my eyes, I heard someone talking and footsteps.

Liang Huan sat up in excitement, hurriedly extinguished the fire, dragged some branches he had just cut down to cover Wei Yue, and pulled some more in front of him.

She closed her eyes. Although she was trying to cover her ears, she couldn't bear the trouble any more. If they really found her, it would be her fate, and she could only hope for happiness.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and it sounded like a lot of people were coming.

Liang Huan lay beside Wei Yue, her heart clenching tightly, and she pricked up her ears to carefully identify the voice of the person coming.

She vaguely heard someone shouting.

Yes……

Liang Huan was shocked, climbed up, grabbed Wei Yue's sword, stood up and shouted loudly.

"Wang Tingyue! Wang Tingyue..."

He tried his best, shouting and crying again and again.

Liang Huan shouted until she laughed. She had never screamed anyone's name as loudly as she did today.

Crying and laughing.

Upon hearing the response, the voice of the visitor became louder.

Before Liang Huan took a few steps, he saw someone breaking into his sight and running towards him, running all the way.

She just dropped her sword and fell into a hug.

The force was so strong that it almost crushed her bones.

"Ah Huan, I finally found you..."

Wang Tingyue's voice was choked with sobs.

Liang Huan took a breath and patted his back: "I'm fine, don't worry."

"You also know that others will be worried?"

Liang Huan's head buzzed, as if he had been struck by lightning, and he stood frozen on the spot, unable to make a sound.

Wang Tingyue let go of her and stepped aside.

Someone walked towards her step by step with red eyes, looking like he wanted to eat her alive.

Liang Huan felt aggrieved and uncomfortable, her palms were wet, and she didn't dare to look at him.

She sniffed, wiped her tears, and forced an ugly smile: "You, why are you here?"

The person in front of him was disheveled, covered in mud, with a red and swollen forehead, and his exposed arm was cut by a branch. All Yu Wenjue's words were stuck in his throat, and he could only sigh lowly and stretched out his hands to pull the person into his arms.

Liang Huan buried her head in his arms and hugged his waist tightly.

Yu Wenjue's chin rested on the top of her head, and he was silent for a long time before hearing his low, hoarse voice.

"In your heart, are everything more important than me?"

Liang Huan was startled, tears instantly flowed down her face, her heart ached uncontrollably, she hugged him and shook her head vigorously.

Yu Wenjue lowered his head and looked at her and sighed slightly: "If not, you will have to guard me every step of the way."

With tears in his eyes, Liang Huan raised her hand to touch his face.