My beloved wife is reborn, let's get divorced, Mr. Prime Minister

With such a fast speed, even if Pei Huaizhi was very skilled in martial arts, he might not be able to save her in time.

She somewhat resigned herself to her fate!

However, it was unexpected that Pei Huaizhi would risk his life to save her.

At the moment she fell off her horse, Song Qingcheng prayed silently in her heart, asking God to have mercy on her and not let her die too miserably. She closed her eyes resigned to her fate. However, perhaps it was because God really heard her sincere prayers that she did not fall too miserably.

When she was about to be thrown far to the ground, a strong arm suddenly passed through her armpit. In an instant, the world spun around, and she had already turned around and was firmly pressed on an object of moderate hardness. Although the rapid fall did not shatter her to pieces, she still felt as if she was cut by a knife, and her heart was aching.

At this moment, a painful groan came from beneath him.

"Go down!"

Pei Huaizhi struggled to squeeze out two words.

When she heard the voice, she quickly opened her eyes and saw Pei Huaizhi lying under her with injuries all over his body. She used her hands and feet to climb up from his body.

He asked anxiously, "Are you okay?"

This sentence was quite unnecessary, because Pei Huaizhi had already spat out a mouthful of blood, and it seemed that his injury was very serious.

When falling just now, Pei Huaizhi had used the tree next to him to buffer most of the speed, so that the two of them would not suffer fatal injuries.

Seeing that Song Qingcheng Liuli's eyes seemed filled with worry, he raised his hand to wipe the blood from his lips, and gently opened his thin lips to comfort her, "It's okay, we can't stay here for long, we need to leave quickly, the other party can catch up with us at any time?"

"it is good!"

Song Qingcheng looked at him covered in blood, and it would be a lie to say she was not moved. She sighed and struggled to help him up from the ground. This fierce battle had already drained most of Pei Huaizhi's strength, and he was now very weak.

He tried hard to stay awake and not faint.

Although Song Qingcheng was much taller than an ordinary woman, she still only reached Pei Huaizhi's chest. When Pei Huaizhi's entire body weight leaned on her, she still staggered a few steps before she could steady herself and avoid falling again.

He took great pains to bring Pei Huaizhi to the front of the horse.

Pei Huaizhi mobilized all his internal energy, jumped onto the horse, and then extended his hand to Song Qingcheng.

But Song Qingcheng did not hold that hand, but held the reins instead. She climbed onto the horse with her slender legs from the front of the horse's back, then took the reins from Pei Huaizhi's hand and said, "I'll drive the horse, you can take a rest."

Hearing this, Pei Huai was stunned and looked down at the person in his arms.

Song Qingcheng thought he was worried, so she said, "Don't worry, I have practiced riding skills in the military camp." Her tone was very confident and determined.

"drive!"

The crisp voice reached Pei Huaizhi's ears. Pei Huaizhi slightly curled the corners of his lips and didn't bother to be polite with her.

"it is good!"

Pei Huaizhi replied.

Song Qingcheng rode forward all the way. The assassin had taken her at a gallop before. They passed through a dense forest with only a narrow goat path in the middle. So now she and Pei Huaizhi had been walking for a long time and still hadn't walked out of the forest. She was worried about getting lost, so she turned her head and asked Pei Huaizhi behind her, "Third Master, do you know where this leads to?"

After a few breaths, there was no response from Pei Huaizhi.

Song Qingcheng: "... Pei Huaizhi?"

At this time, Pei Huaizhi put his head heavily on her shoulders, and she felt that Pei Huaizhi's body was gradually sliding down.

Song Qingcheng cried out secretly, "Not good!"

Without caring about anything else, she quickly took off her outer gauze dress and hung Pei Huaizhi's body tightly on herself with her hands behind her back.

After completing this set of movements neatly, she squeezed the horse's belly and continued to move forward. She had to get out of the forest as soon as possible. She saw that there was no end to the road ahead, and her heart was panicked and desperate. But in her mind, she thought that the future chief assistant would not die here like this, otherwise she would be a jinx.

Her legs kept moving, and she suddenly remembered what Xie had said. It was true that ever since she married Pei Huai in this life, he had been in constant trouble. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a little frustrated.

Once this kind of thought comes to mind, people tend to become somewhat negative.

Song Qingcheng shook her head. No! She absolutely couldn't let Pei Huaizhi die here.

After walking for another ten miles or so, Song Qingcheng felt a burning pain on the inside of her legs, probably because her skin had been rubbed.

She couldn't care less, because there was still a deserted road ahead. She was already filled with despair. What the hell was this place?

However, the only thing to be thankful for was that the masked assassin did not catch up. However, if the exit was not found as soon as possible, even if the human could bear it, the horse might not be able to withstand it, not to mention that Pei Huaizhi had not woken up since he fainted.

Song Qingcheng looked around and didn't find any forks in the road, but she felt that the weather was getting hotter and hotter. The heat rising from the ground made it difficult for people to breathe. The forest also became less dense. She licked her cracked lips and felt a glimmer of hope in her heart. She thought that they were almost out of the forest.

Sure enough, after walking another five or six miles, she saw the official road in the distance. Half an hour later, the two of them finally arrived at an abandoned post station and had a place to stay.

Song Qingcheng's horse moved forward and stopped at the dilapidated door.

He carefully helped Pei Huaizhi down from the horse and settled him down. In order to avoid exposing his whereabouts, he turned around and led the horse to the backyard. The grass in the backyard had grown to half a person's height. This was perfect as he didn't have to find food for the horse.

After settling all this, Song Qingcheng returned to sit in front of Pei Huaizhi. She was a little overwhelmed. She gave her coat to Pei Huaizhi, but now her bare shoulders were exposed. When she took it back, it was already deformed and could not be worn.

She took a breath and then carefully observed Pei Huaizhi's wounds. The wound on his chest was torn open again, and there was a knife wound on his shoulder that was deep enough to see the bone. It was really a new wound without the old one healed.

It's dangerous to continue like this without any medicine.

She placed her hand on Pei Huaizhi's forehead and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he didn't have a fever!

Song Qingcheng cleaned the blood off his body first, but her eyes caught sight of a familiar object, the fertility sachet she gave him, and this man actually carried it with him.

For some unknown reason, she took off the sachet.

There's something inside!

She opened it and saw what was inside. Her eyes lit up. It was the bottle of top-quality medicine that she had seen in the study. In addition, there were two copper coins.

She put the two copper coins back into the sachet without thinking much, took the golden wound medicine and gently sprinkled it on Pei Huaizhi's injured area, but after applying the medicine, she felt a little troubled.

What should I use to bandage him?

Looking around, there were only broken walls and rats squeaking in the distance, but there was really nothing useful. Pei Huaizhi's clothes were already stained with blood and could not be used for bandaging at all.

How to do?

Song Qingcheng looked at herself.