Little Niang[Transmigration Book]

Rong Yu frowned, then moved his eyelids, and before he could open his eyes, the dull pain in his chest made him cough violently a few times.

hiss--

too bright!

Rong Yu covered her face with her hands, and then slowly opened her eyes.

Sunshine, beach, coconut shadows, woods, and the sound of sea water.

At that moment, Rong Yu was in a trance, thinking that he was in the Mauna Loa volcanic island in Hawaii, but soon, he realized that three or four years had passed since his visit to Mauna Loa, and all the memories were flooded like a whirlwind. Into his mind - Song Yanming!

He jumped up.

The place where he was was looking like an island, and there was no one on the left or right. He rested for a while, made sure that there was no external injury on his body, and then stood up. Debris, boxes, rags and other sundries that came ashore in the storm.

It was so easy to see a person lying down among the sundries, with his face down, half of his head buried in the sand, Rong Yu's heart sank, his legs softened, and he almost stumbled and rushed over, grabbing the pile of things, pulling the person Pulled up, the man was breathless, and his face had been smashed to a bloody mess.

Rong Yu was on the verge of crying, only to realize that this man was wearing night clothes and had a knife wound on his back. He was obviously the thief who robbed the ship just now, but he couldn't recognize him for a while due to his panic and confusion. He breathed a sigh of relief. Finding tears on his cheeks, he cried and laughed on the spot. After a while, he wiped away his tears and searched around again.

"Song Yanming!"

Rong Yu looked around, put her hands around her lips, and shouted with all her might,

"Song Yanming!"

No one answered him, only his lonely voice accompanied by the sound of waves.

The panic in Rong Yu's heart increased with the passage of time, and the joy of surviving had long since disappeared. He searched along the coastline like a headless chicken, muttering in his mouth,

"Song Yanming, come out for me...don't scare me..."

Still no trace of anyone,

A gust of sea breeze was blowing, obviously it was the time when the sun was shining brightly, but Rong Yu felt cold all over, and a desperate coldness invaded his whole body.

He knelt down slumped, his lips trembling,

"Song Yanming...please...don't leave me alone..."

"Don't be like this...brother..."

Just when he was discouraged and desperate, a slight sob suddenly came from his ear. Even though the sound was very small, it was undoubtedly a thunderclap when it fell into Rong Yu's ears.

He didn't even have time to wipe away his tears, so he hurriedly ran towards the source of the sound, ran a little too fast, and fell into the sand. Soon, he got up again, and finally found Song Yanming's figure behind a big rock.

But the moment she saw him, Rong Yu's surprise disappeared instantly!

Song Yanming was drenched all over, there was no trace of blood on his handsome face, his lips were even purple, and a wooden stick as thick as a child's arm pierced through his shoulder, leaving only three inches outside.

Rong Yu felt that he had stopped breathing. He walked over slowly, wanting to touch Song Yanming, but immediately withdrew his hand, only calling him carefully,

"elder brother?"

Song Yanming didn't respond at all, the exhortation just now almost seemed to come from Rong Yu's hallucination.

He remembered that when he was in the box, Song Yanming hugged him so tightly, using his body to protect him in all directions, so when the huge wave smashed the wooden box they were in, He was just knocked unconscious by the huge impact, but he didn't have any serious injuries - it was Song Yanming who took care of everything for him!

He stretched out his hand, and tremblingly touched Song Yanming's nose. When a faint breath sprayed on his fingertips, Rong Yu's heart trembled, and finally she burst into tears.

There was great joy in the crying, and he knew that tears were useless, but he couldn't help crying.

"Song Yanming, you have to live! Do you know that!"

Rong Yu cried viciously in Song Yanming's ear.

It took a long time before he forced himself to break down, stood up, carefully moved Song Yanming to the dry sand, and observed the hideous wound on his back. He was worried, but he also knew that the wooden tree on his back The stick cannot be pulled out unless it is absolutely necessary.

He touched Song Yanming's carotid artery again, the artery was still stable and powerful, Rong Yu's heart calmed down a little, and he wanted to find something useful for him, so he searched around, and his eyes couldn't help but set on those boxes by the sea again. On the road, most of them have been smashed by the waves, but there are still a few boxes that are still intact.

He walked over, first set his sights on the strongest and most luxurious box, picked up a stone and finally broke the lock on it, opened the lid and saw that it was actually a box full of gold.

Rong Yu was no longer disappointed, thinking that this box is so airtight, and the material is also different from other wooden boxes, but it is a pity that the gold at this time is not as attractive to him as a steamed stuffed bun.

For the first time, Rong Yu regards money as dung.

Disappointed, he broke open another box of the same style, and the result was almost the same as his guess, gold again.

Rong Yu had no choice but to rummage through an ordinary unlocked box, and finally got something. The box contained cloth, silk, etc., but it was all soaked in sea water. Rong Yu frowned, and put The cloths were taken out, spread out, and placed on the boulders to dry.

The sea breeze here is strong, and the sun is very strong. It must be dried soon, and the wet clothes on the two of them can be replaced by then.

He rummaged through a few more boxes, all of which were jade ware and silk fabrics that the court had given to Jiaozhi Kingdom, and a box of bronze and iron ware for sacrificial offerings, but he didn't find anything more valuable.

Rong Yu picked up a small knife inlaid with precious stones in the box, cut open a piece of cloth, went to the beach to wash it, twisted it, and hurried back to Song Yanming to wipe his dusty face clean.

Song Yanming's complexion was still not good, flushed a little sickly from the sun.

Although it was winter at this time, the Cochin Kingdom is located in Ryukyu, Nanyang, which is close to the equator, and the climate still feels like May and June. Rong Yu was afraid that Song Yanming would be sunburned, so she ran to the place where the wooden boxes were piled up just now, and took a horse. Bu came back, picked up a few logs and went back, and built a simple shelter above Song Yanming.

When everything was done, he then used a knife to cut off the clothes around Song Yanming's wound, revealing the hideous and terrifying piercing wound. He wanted to pull out the broken wood, but he was worried that Song Yanming would be weak. If you can't bear it, the second is that you are afraid of bleeding after pulling out the gun, which is a dead end in the capital - but if you don't pull out the gun for a long time, you will definitely get infected.

After thinking about it, she still couldn't make up her mind, and Rong Yu was anxious.

At this moment, Song Yanming's lips moved, as if he had something to say, Rong Yu quickly got down on the ground and called him,

"Song Yanming, how do you feel?"

"fine……"

Rong Yu's throat choked, and he said in a hoarse voice, "You were stabbed in the back by a small piece of wood..."

He slowed down, afraid that Song Yanming would be uneasy, so he quickly comforted him: "But don't worry, the injury is not serious, I will find a way to pull it out for you."

Song Yanming swallowed, and he moved his body with difficulty, but soon, there was a sharp pain, which made him frown tightly.

"Yu'er..." His voice was rough and deep, "Pull it out now...while I still have some strength..."

"But……"

"...Don't be afraid... This injury is not in the heart and lungs...I can hold on..."

"……it is good……"

Rong Yu swallowed his saliva, and touched Song Yanming's face, he didn't know that his hands were trembling, he only knew that if he dragged on, Song Yanming would be unbearable, so he kissed his lips immediately,

"Brother, just hold on, you must hold on, I'll help you..."

He still wanted to say something, but he was afraid that he would not be able to bear the emotion, so he immediately suppressed the turmoil in his heart, praying secretly in his heart.

He grabbed the broken wood on his back, gritted his teeth, raised his breath, and pulled out the wooden stick at once.

Following Song Yanming's muffled snort, a large amount of blood gushed out immediately.Rong Yu hurriedly pressed the wound tightly with the cloth he had just washed.

After a while, the bleeding speed slowed down. After pressing for a long time, the blood flow was finally controlled. Rong Yu was relieved, but luckily no major artery was injured.He looked at the pulled out wooden stick again, the cut was smooth, and there should be no impurities left in the body, so he couldn't help but let out a long breath.

He just sat with him like this, observing his wounds and Song Yanming's state all the time. After an unknown amount of time, Rong Yu found that the clothes on his body were almost dried by the sea breeze and the sun.

He got up immediately, and took back all the cotton and silk that had just been dried.

He first spread a piece of cloth aside, and carefully moved Song Yanming over.He took off his shirt again, and cut some clean cloths to bind his wound. After thinking for a while, he took off his damp trousers. When he accidentally caught a glimpse of Xiao Ming, his face turned pale quickly. The ground is red.

My god... I can't tell that a person as gentle and elegant as Song Yanming actually...

Being a hermaphrodite in this life is all that matters, Rong Yu feels that she was not small in her previous life, but compared with others, she is almost like an underdeveloped young man.

He didn't dare to look any more, he just wiped his body clean quickly, covered him with dry silk, folded another piece of cloth into a small piece, and put it under his head as a pillow.

After everything was tidied up, he breathed a sigh of relief, and the inexplicable heat just now gradually subsided.

He took another look at Song Yanming with his eyes closed, his eyelashes cast a small shadow, and his nose fluttered slightly, looking very pitiful, completely different from the wise and mighty Hou Ye in the past.

Rong Yu seldom saw Song Yanming's fragile appearance, she loved and pitied her in her heart, and couldn't help but lowered her head and kissed the corner of his chapped lips,

Song Yanming moved, as if telepathic, grabbed his hand, opened his eyes slightly, panting,

"Yu'er..."

Rong Yu felt that he was short of water, and immediately stopped his words: "You have a good rest, I will find you some water to drink."

Song Yanming closed his eyes lightly, and fell into a groggy state again.

Rong Yu sighed and got up immediately.

After walking more than half a circle around the island, he realized that there was no sign of anyone visiting the island at all.

The most important thing is that he didn't find any source of fresh water except seawater. He hadn't drank water for most of the day, and his throat seemed to be on fire, not to mention the injured Song Yanming.

Without food, a person can last for half a day, and without water, that person can't even last for two days.

He wiped the sweat from his head, and his heart was even more anxious due to thirst. He was at a loss when suddenly his head hurt, and something bounced off his head and fell to the ground. Rong Yu Looking at the ground, a half-bitten red fruit was lying there.

Rong Yu couldn't help but looked up, and saw a monkey with a strange appearance standing on the tree, looking at him warily.

Rong Yu was overjoyed, the presence of monkeys meant that there was a source of water, otherwise mammals would not have survived.

He thought for a while, picked up the half fruit on the ground, and handed it to the monkey fawningly.

The monkey looked at him for a long time, with its eyeballs rolling around. Rongyu swallowed, and took a few steps closer to it. It was about to pass the fruit to it, but the monkey squeaked. Called, jumped to another tree at once, Rong Yu hurriedly followed.

However, the monkey was very flexible after all, and disappeared from sight after jumping left and right three or two times.

Rong Yu ran a few steps into the woods, and there was a vast expanse of trees in front of him. He was afraid of getting lost, so he didn't dare to run too far. He only looked at the direction the monkey was running, and stopped moving forward.

He looked around and found that the tree above his head was bearing many fruits, which were bright red, exactly the kind the monkey ate just now.

He was overjoyed, monkeys could eat this stuff, so it must not be poisonous.He took one off, rubbed it on his chest, took a bite, his eyes widened suddenly, it was juicy, so sweet!

He hurriedly used his hem to make a bag, picked the first one and put it in. After thinking about it, he didn't think it was enough, so he picked a few more.

He hurriedly returned to Song Yanming's side, put the fruit beside him, and then gently touched his face,

"Song Yanming, I have something to eat."

Song Yanming pulled the corners of his mouth with difficulty, as if he didn't even have the strength to speak.

Rong Yu felt pity in his heart, swallowed his saliva, "Wait a while."

He ran to the place where the wooden boxes were piled up just now, took out all the sacrificial bronze utensils, swept them again, took a pestle and a bowl with a green dragon cast on them, and took them together with the fruits to the seaside for washing. Clean it up, and mash the fruit into a puree.

The water content of these red fruits is very high, more than half of them are juice, a dozen of them were smashed into a bowl, Rong Yu took a sip, and felt that any fruit he had eaten before was not as sweet as this, and the fruity fragrance was not so sweet at all. No.

This juice must be easy to drink, he picked out the fruit core, and hurried back to Song Yanming with the bowl in his hand.

He raised his head slightly, trying to feed him juice, but Song Yanming's state was naturally extremely difficult to cooperate with, most of the juice flowed down from the corners of his lips.

Rong Yu had no other choice, looked at the juice in the bowl, without thinking, lowered his head and sucked it, and fed him.

After most of the bowl's juice went down, Song Yanming's brows eased a lot.

Rong Yu ate the remaining juice mixed with the pulp.

Looking at Song Yanming, he thought, how did he think that one day he would be so intimate with a man, regardless of you and me, his cleanliness can be regarded as cured by him.

Touching Song Yanming's face, his heart was filled with rippling, and he only said softly,

"Brother, get better soon."