Xizhou Qu

At this time, the two people jumped down from the tree and looked around. The dawn and night are cool and the moon is covered with frost. In this darkness, only the general scene of the mountains and forests can be vaguely seen. There are many trees and scattered mountains and rocks. It is impossible to distinguish the direction. .The moon follows the clouds to show the flowers and shadows, the trees in the forest stand like ghosts, and the ghosts with teeth and claws are like ghosts from hell. In the silent forest, there is only the sound of insects at night, which seems to be able to take away the warmth of the human body. , a chill hit the bodies of the two of them.

Maybe it was because of chasing for too long, maybe after the catastrophe, maybe it was because of other things, both of them were a little tired, but because of the coolness, they didn't feel sleepy at such a late night.

At this time Ye Jingyi went to check on Nangongruo's injuries. Nangongruo lifted up her clothes, only her abdomen was slightly injured. It turned out that he missed an important part and only stabbed herself with a sword. Because of the dark night, it looked like he had stabbed him fiercely, but it just pierced his clothes next to the flesh.

Seeing this, Ye Jingyi breathed a sigh of relief, but she muttered in her heart, this person is too good at blowing up, and then simply helped Nangong Ruo bandage the wound, although he only stabbed her own sword, but those The wound was still shocking to his eyes.

If Nangong is a pampered prince, the skin on his body is white and tender, like the skin of a woman raised in a deep boudoir. When he was in Ciyun Temple, he treated many poor people and healed their injuries, but he has never bandaged the wounds like today His hands were trembling slightly.

Those white and tender skins seemed to have some kind of magical power. Sweeping them with his fingertips made him feel a little hot, and even made his heart beat a little faster. When the mountain wind in the forest blew, he felt that his face was also hot. The extremely hot and cool mountain wind was blowing, if it wasn't for the darkness of the night, anyone would have been able to tell that his face was flushed unnaturally.

The smell in the forest is fresh and unique. The fragrance of flowers, plants and trees and the wet smell of soil pervade the entire forest, but Ye Jingyi still smelled the unique smell of rosin among the many smells. He searched for the smell and found it. There is a barley burning pine tree. There is a lot of pine resin in the branches of this kind of tree, which can be used as a torch in the dark. This is a sparsely populated and extremely dangerous place. It will be much safer to have a torch.

Then Ye Jingyi took down a few dry pine branches, tore her clothes into strips, and cut a wound on the pine tree, and then the pine tree began to ooze out a little pine sap, and he wrapped the cloth strips with pine sap, Then he wrapped the cloth strips on the pine branches, and then took out the torch he carried with him and lit it, and a rough torch was ready.

The two tried their best to find a flat road, but after walking for a long time, they still couldn't get out of the forest. Then they accidentally found a small river. There was a thatched hut beside the small river. The thatched hut was empty and the furniture inside was simple. Dilapidated, already covered with dust, it looks like a place where no one lives at all.

Ye Jingyi simply cleaned it up, and the two of them rested in the thatched hut with a pile of grass as their pillows. At first, they were far away from each other with their backs facing each other, but when they woke up in the morning, they found that the two of them were They were actually huddled together, the night in the forest is always extraordinarily cold, probably because of the cold, so the two of them instinctively huddled together, Ye Jingyi, who got up first, moved her body, and then sat up.

Nangong Ruo also opened his eyes and sat up, but his brows were slightly wrinkled, and Jing Yi could only see clearly at this time that there was a lot of blood in his abdomen, and the blood was a little dark. It looked like the wound had opened last night when the two of them were trying to find their way out.

At this time, Ye Jingyi walked out of the thatched hut, the sun was shining mildly, shining through the scattered leaves on the edge of the low-lying river, the air in the forest was extremely fresh, making people unconsciously relaxed and happy.

Ye Jingyi said to Nan Gongruo: "Your injury looks like it's split open. Jiuqu Mountain is dangerous. You won't be able to find a way out in a short while. If you continue on your way, I'm afraid something is wrong. This seems to be a good place to recuperate. How about Let’s heal your injury here first and then go back.”

Nangong Ruo nodded and said "OK".

Seeing that he didn't object, Ye Jingyi began to look for some food nearby. The fish and shrimp in the wild fruit and game river were all gifts from the mountains. He was very busy, but Nan Gongruo just sat quietly and healed his wounds. , observing what he was doing from time to time.

He caught two fish and a hare, and found some wild fruits on the mountain. Besides these, some were as fresh as orchids. He also picked some wild flowers, which were not found in Ciyun Temple. Simple and elegant, some have a rich fragrance like gardenias, some have big flowers like real flowers, and some are as red as blood. He can't name them, but he loves the fragrance of these flowers very much.

There were some pots and pans in the thatched hut. After washing them, he started cooking, and soon a delicious rabbit and grilled fish were ready.

Then he started to boil water, and used the boiled water to soak the flowers he picked. After the red, yellow and yellow flowers were soaked in the water, they became colorful in an instant, as if the sky was blooming when the sun was setting. The colorful clouds, red and yellow blend together, and it can turn into rouge-like red with a slight shake of the water glass, as if the water in the glass is an incomparably mysterious world. Compared with the food he just made, these unnamed The tea made from wild flowers attracted his interest even more.

In his lonely life in Ciyun Temple, the only thing that can make him feel peaceful and carefree is the various scented teas he brewed with his own hands, which are intoxicating.

Nan Gongruo also noticed the flowers he brewed, so he picked up a cup and tasted it. It smelled like a hundred flowers in his mouth. With a bit fruity sour taste.

After the two finished drinking, they smiled slightly at the same time, Ye Jingyi said to herself: "This tea is really delicious, what name should I choose?"

Nangong Ruo looked at the red, yellow and yellow flowers in the cup, they were shockingly gorgeous, so he said: "In ancient times, red and yellow flowers were used to make rouge, and the water in this cup is very similar to the rouge commonly used by women. Women want to please themselves. Every woman who uses rouge is carefully decorated for her lover, the most beautiful is a woman who is trapped by love, why not call her love drunk."

Ye Jingyi looked sideways slightly, Nan Guanruo, who has always been reticent, still has such a delicate thought, but he didn't think the name "Qiqingzui" was good, this tea was like rouge for women, so he said : "I really think it's better to call it Rouge Tears. This tea is a bit sour. Most of the emotional affairs are not satisfactory. They are all mixed with sour, sweet and bitter experiences. Rouge Tears is more suitable."

"Ms. Ye seems to be quite rich in emotional matters. I don't know what kind of person can make Ms. Ye fall in love with." Nangong Ruo asked expressionlessly, but there was a bit of inexplicable starlight in his eyes.

Ye Jingyi fell silent. He felt keenly that he shouldn't spend too much time on this kind of topic, so he interrupted the topic and said, "Let's eat, the fish will be very fishy when it gets cold."

Nangong Ruo lowered his eyes sadly, eating the food that Ye Jingyi had just prepared, but he was a little absent-minded.

Nangong Ruo spent most of his time sitting in front of the thatched hut because of his abdominal injury, while Ye Jingyi, because of studying medicine and poisoning, has many herbs that he has never found in this mountain, and he enjoys collecting herbs everywhere. , only when Nangong Ruo needs to change his dressing and eat can he be seen.

Nangong Ruo was a little bored and dissatisfied, so after eating at noon, Nangong Ruo said with some dissatisfaction: "Miss Ye is not afraid that I, the injured person, will be eaten by wolves? I am a patient, and the injury on my stomach is for saving You are the one who suffers."

Ye Jingyi rolled his eyes. Even if the wolf came, he might kill who. Even if he was injured, his strength was not weak.So he planned to ignore him and continue to go to the mountain to collect herbs, but when he walked forward, Nangong Ruo followed him, and he asked, "Why are you following me?"

Nangong Ruo said confidently, "I'm bored."

"I'm bored, help me with these." After speaking, Ye Jingyi wrapped the medicinal materials she had collected in a cloth and threw them to Nan Gongruo. Because of Nan Gongruo's injury, it was inconvenient for him to go deep, and he could only go on a flat place. Pick some herbs.

Soon the sun was setting, and after a simple dinner, he began to dispose of the medicinal materials collected during the day, and ground them into powder and put them in porcelain bottles to take back.After grinding the medicine, he began to re-bandage Nangong Ruo's wound. There is no shortage of medicinal materials for stopping bleeding and promoting muscle growth in the mountains and plains.

So he helped him to the water's edge, and began to clean the wound on his abdomen. While cleaning the wound, his face turned red again, and Nangong Ruo keenly saw it.

"Why is Miss Ye blushing? Maybe she hasn't seen a man naked before."

Ye Jingyi's face turned even redder, but she bluffed back and said, "I've been practicing medicine for many years, and I've never seen anything strange about a man's body."

"Then why are you blushing? Is it possible that you have never seen such a pampered and good appearance of mine, so you are confused by my appearance? It's okay, Miss Ye, you can take a few more glances. I don't mind. If you are happy, you can also touch it. touch."

Ye Jingyi said angrily: "I don't mind." I really don't know how he can talk so much when he is injured.

"If Miss Ye minds, you might as well chop off your hand."

Hearing this, Ye Jingyi sensed something wrong in Nangong Ruo's words, and then stared at the other person's eyes, only to find that Nangong Ruo was already suppressing a smile, and her eyes twitched.

When Ye Jingyi's hand saw the other's strange eyes, she exerted her strength, and a voice of "Ouch" sounded from the valley, scaring away countless birds nearby.

Then the voice "Murder your own husband." came out in syllables with changed tones.

Several screams came from the river, startling countless birds and hares.

The river was slightly cool, and after cleaning his wounds, Ye Jingyi, who was about to go back to sleep in the thatched hut, was pulled by Nan Gongruo's wrist.

Before he could ask, Nangong Ruo said, "It's too early, I can't sleep, walk with me."

The anger on Ye Jingyi's face had dissipated a lot following his black hand. Looking at the sky, the sun had just set into the corner of the mountain, and it wasn't too late, so she didn't say anything more. After a walk in the woods.

There is a red maple grove near this thatched cottage, and all the valuable maple trees are planted in it, the maple tree named Hong Wu Ji. Ji Shi is worth hundreds of taels of silver, and it is not the wild maple forest that can be seen everywhere.

The leaf shape of the red dancer is a little smaller than other maple leaves, but it is as bright as blood all year round. When the mountain wind passes by, it looks like a beautiful woman in red dancing against the wind, so it is called red dancer.The original owner of that thatched cottage should also have a story. Such a huge Red Dancer Forest cannot be planted by ordinary people, and it needs to have countless wealth.

This forest of red dancing girls reminded Ye Jingyi of Chu Lingyu for no reason, and what Chu Lingyu said, that the prince should be married to a famous official, a famous family, and when he thought of it, he was a little confused unhappy.But when he thought of his own identity, that bit of unhappiness turned into bitterness and unspeakable desolation.