[Strategy of Yanxi Palace] How to create a book with the two words 鸳鸯

Fu Heng forced a smile at Yingluo, but staggered for a moment and almost fell.Yingluo was startled by him and ran over to support him in three steps at a time. Mo Zhigen also came over to give him a hand, and they finally got together and sat down.

Yingluo looked around the crowd and felt that the situation was not good.Although He Jing brought back a horse, and Mo Zhigen's horse is still alive, Sebuten Baljur and Fu Heng are injured and cannot ride the horse, so they can only wait for Naren Tuoya to lead the horse come to the rescue.

He Jing said sobbingly: "When I asked Narentoya to bring people, she must bring a carriage with her." She guessed that the few people left behind might not be able to ride horses, so she told the girl so.

"The princess has done a good job." Fu Heng praised, this sentence doesn't matter, the tears that He Jing had just stopped were about to fall again, she turned her back to wipe the tears, not wanting everyone to see her cry .

Mo Zhigen's horse still survived the hemostatic medicine made of Chinese herbal medicines such as Panax notoginseng and Xueyu charcoal that he carried with him. He took it and distributed it to everyone to stop the bleeding temporarily to avoid excessive blood loss.

After Yingluo helped Fu Heng spread the medicine on his shoulders, he went to light a fire. Fu Heng covered his shoulders and quietly looked at this lady, who used to be elegant in the court, and now she has learned how to make a fire. He sighed and called out. Said, "Yingluo."

She turned her head and hurriedly responded, "What's wrong?"

"I remember two jugs of wine were tied to his horse. Take them and scald them, and share them with everyone to wipe the wounds." Fu Heng looked at the horse belonging to Sebuten Baljur, and his voice was a little weak , "The bleeding has stopped, but the wound cannot be wrapped yet."

Yingluo went over to see that there were really two birch bark kettles.Fortunately, she and He Jing each brought more than one handkerchief. After scalding the wine and soaking the handkerchief with the wine, they each helped the seriously injured person around them.

Mo Zhigen sighed and became self-reliant.He was slightly injured, so he asked Fu Heng as if thinking of something, "You don't intend to let this delicate lady of yours do that kind of thing, do you?"

It is easy to change the weather on the grassland, hot and cold, so neither Yingluo nor He Jing chose to take off several layers of clothes to clean up the wound. At least they left a middle coat, and then carefully cut it open with a knife. The clothes on the injured area—in fact, they had been bitten by wolves, and the rags were torn apart and thrown away.

Wiping the wound with wine was extremely painful, but neither Fu Heng nor the future son-in-law made a sound, they just frowned, but he heard Yingluo's breathing sound when the handkerchief touched the wound. want to cry.

She was really distressed, but Fu Heng said, "I'm fine, don't be afraid."

In fact, he could accept the method of directly washing the wound with wine, but Ying Luo would definitely not accept it.

Yingluo asked without looking back, "Do you think I'm delicate?"

Mo Zhigen was taken aback, thinking of Yingluo's heroic figure rushing down from the tree to save Fu Heng, he silently swallowed back the words.This girl is not an ordinary person, the woman of Fucha's bodyguard is indeed very powerful, even his younger sister would be ashamed of herself.

"Ge Hong said in "Elbow Reserve Emergency Prescriptions": kill the bitten dog, take the brain and apply it, and there will be no recurrence." Fu Heng explained, "Wolf and dog are similar, and people may suffer from hydrophobia. .”

Yingluo suddenly realized that she didn't find it strange that Fu Heng knew this. She knew about hydrophobia. Once she got sick, she would have to wait for death.Marching and fighting are not without various diseases. As a future general, Fu Heng has a deep chest and naturally reads a lot.

"Isn't it just to cut off their heads?" Yingluo sneered, these guys hurt Fu Heng, and she had the idea of ​​smashing them to pieces.So Yingluo picked up the dagger she gave to Fu Heng, and walked towards the pile of wolf corpses on the ground.

"I'll go too!" He Jing wiped away his tears, picked up Sebuten Baljur's saber and walked over.

Looking at the figures of the two girls not far away, the three men fell silent. Mo Zhigen smiled wryly: "Actually, I can go, it doesn't have to be like this." The future Mrs. Fucha is fine, but the other One is the princess. The princess personally went to cut off the heads of wolves to heal them. Wouldn't the emperor really say anything?

"My future wife, Fucha Fu Heng, is definitely not a woman standing behind a man." Fu Heng squinted his eyes and looked in Yingluo's direction, with a tone of satisfaction and a little flaunting, "The place next to me will always be reserved." give her."

"That's right, that's right. You're right." As the future niece and son-in-law, if the Mongolian boy hadn't been injured and couldn't raise his hands, he would have raised his hands in agreement.

Mo Zhigen felt that he was choked. He pulled a grass and bit it in his mouth, and shook his head helplessly: "You are right, I used to think that it was enough for a beautiful girl to stand behind a man and be protected, but the feeling of being protected by them , In fact, it's also very good... I just don't know where my girl is."

Anyway, as good as Yingluo, she is the only one in the world, Fu Heng thought so.

Yingluo and Hejing stared wide-eyed and their anger cooled down.He Jing asked her what to do with her eyes, Yingluo thought for a while, and exchanged weapons with He Jing.She made He Jing take a step back, took a deep breath, raised the knife in her hand and dropped it, the wolf on the ground was immediately splashed with blood, and its head was separated from its body.

"It's done." Yingluo pointed to the wolf's head on the ground, "Use a dagger to cut its head open."

He Jing's face was full of admiration for Yingluo: "Yingluo, how did you manage to do it?"

Yingluo thought to herself that this little princess is really helpless. I don't know who the person who was desperately shooting with a firecracker just now is. Not afraid, but hesitant in the face of death.

Yingluo raised the corners of her lips and said, "Just pretend you're chopping carrots."

The two of them endured the nausea and divided up the work. One chopped the other and peeled the radish. The skirt in front of them was stained with red, red and white. Finally, they took their things back without shame.

Mo Zhigen tactfully sat a little further away, he didn't want to listen to other people's private conversations.

At this time, He Jing suddenly remembered Chen Zhima's rotten millet from last year: "You still said that I have a good omen, I have said it a long time ago, people who study this Book of Changes are prone to bad luck. At that time, I said that if something happens in the future Why do I have to settle accounts with you, look at today, you have almost lost your life, if you don't keep your life, how can I settle accounts with you?"

Yingluo thought, isn't this a good omen, they are very lucky to be able to save themselves from encountering a pack of wolves.And He Jing also said at the time that Mulan Paddock would see the real chapter to see who was unlucky-so both of them were unlucky, and they brought her, Fu Heng and Mo Zhigen brothers and sisters who came in sideways.

Sebuten Baljur couldn't walk anymore. For the sake of convenience and respect for him, Yingluo helped Fu Heng to sit a little farther away, and sat near the campfire. She carefully took the wolf's brain with a handkerchief and applied it to his wound. On: "Actually, if you are in pain, you can say so, and I won't laugh at you."

"It does hurt." Fu Heng said frankly, Yingluo's heart trembled, but she heard him continue, "But my heart is sweet."

"You're still playing tricks when it's too late." Yingluo gasped, as if she was really angry, she did not say a word and applied the bite wounds on his shoulders and legs, and originally planned to cut the cloth from her outer robe He wrapped up the wound, but was stopped by Fu Heng, who insisted on letting Yingluo cut his clothes.

There were not many clean places on the clothes. Yingluo washed the dagger with wine, carefully selected a few parts that seemed to be safe and cut them off, and helped Fu Heng wrap up the injured part briefly.

He Jing, who was not far away, looked over and learned in style.

After the injury has been dealt with, it's time for people to speak.Seeing that Yingluo still had a gloomy face, Fu Heng wanted to say something, but he felt dizzy, and he was in a bad mood: "Yingluo, I'm a little tired.

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Yingluo was startled, and stretched out her hand to touch his forehead, and sure enough, she felt a little hot, which turned out to be a fever.Once the high fever persists, she will have to go to the gate of hell, no, she has to talk to Fu Heng, and she can't let Fu Heng fall asleep.

If you fall asleep, you may not be able to wake up next time!

At this time, she suddenly remembered the harmonica that He Jing gave her in the morning, and she didn't feel panicked after being chopped and beaten on her body before, but now thinking about it, she couldn't help wondering if her body had been bruised and purple.She found the harmonica and said fiercely to Fu Heng: "You are not allowed to sleep. I will play the harmonica for you. Listen carefully."

It turned out to be mouth strings, Fu Heng asked her: "Who gave it to you?"

"Harmony." Yingluo replied with some surprise.Although this musical instrument is a Mongolian musical instrument, but because it is unique and beautiful, and its predecessor is an arty "spring" of nobles, she learned it.

Seeing Yingluo's natural appearance, Fu Heng laughed and said: "Mouth strings are usually made of golden bamboo by young men. In order to show their talents, they put them into exquisitely carved bamboo tubes, tie them with tassels and give them to the beloved girl as a token. And the girl If you like it, you will hang it in front of your body—how can you carry it in your arms like this."

Yingluo was stunned for a moment, then looked back at He Jing, it must have been given to He Jing by Sebuten Baljur, she put it in the box and forgot, so she forwarded it to her.This made Yingluo feel a little hesitant, feeling that the harp in her hand weighed a thousand catties: "If you say that, then I won't be able to play it."

"No, I just think I'm a little negligent. I should give you a harmonica I made myself." Fu Heng said with a smile, "Play it, let me listen to it. I haven't heard you play an instrument before. Not the last time."

Yingluo made two peeps, thinking that Fu Heng's words were too unlucky.She skillfully held the handle of the string with her fingers, and the bright and crisp music flowed from her lips and fingertips. It was not a familiar Mongolian song, but a song that Fu Heng had never heard before. Gentle as water, full of affection.

Amidst the music, he suddenly felt that his consciousness gradually became blurred, as if he had fallen into a chaos, like a dream but not a dream, groggy, and he couldn't wake up for a while.

After Yingluo finished playing, she was startled when she saw that Fu Heng's eyes were closed.She didn't dare to shake the injured person vigorously, so she reached out and patted Fu Heng's cheek: "Chunhe, Chunhe, wake up!"

"I'm fine." Fu Heng opened his eyes and said, reassuring her, "Just now I was called by the little ghost to wander around, and when I heard your call, I said that my fiancée was still waiting for me, and hurried back— —Look, I don't deserve to die."

Yingluo only felt that tears were falling from the corners of her eyes, and she wanted to cry and laugh at the same time: "If you can still say such things, it seems that you will not be taken away for a while, and if you persist for a while, Narentoya will kill you." Bring someone back."

"What song did you play just now?" Fu Heng asked, suppressing all kinds of complicated emotions in his eyes.

"I made up the Yueren song myself." Yingluo patted her stiff face and forced a smile, "Does it sound good——I'll sing it to you sometime after you recover."

Song of Yue people.Fu Heng also remembered that day in Yuanmingyuan, when two small boats collided with each other, and the sudden heavy rain suddenly left. The girl with raindrops on her hair turned her head and smiled softly: "Fucha bodyguard, have you ever Have you ever heard the Yue people song?"

You don't know if you are happy with your heart...but now he knows that they know each other's minds, even though he didn't think at that time that that sly girl would become his fiancée and the love of his life.

"It doesn't sound good." Fu Heng said intentionally, and added before Yingluo frowned, "I'll teach you another day, just practice a few more times."

This is also good, people can think about the future, which shows that they still have a sense of survival.Yingluo breathed a sigh of relief, and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, only to find that Fu Heng's face flushed even more. She thought of the temperature touched by her hand when she woke him up just now, and her heart rose again.

The fever is getting worse, please come quickly.

But she will not show her anxiety in front of Fu Heng, she must hold on now, and be calmer than anyone else.So Yingluo snorted and said, "If it doesn't sound good, you have to listen to it." After saying this, she herself felt that she was getting more and more arrogant, but she couldn't blame her for this, it was all Fu Heng's habit.

"Yingluo." Fu Heng said suddenly, "If you didn't have a dagger in your hand, would you have come down from the tree?"

"Even if I break a branch and get down, I can't stand by and watch you have an accident." Yingluo lowered her eyes, "I climbed the tree just out of strategy, not because I was greedy for life or fear of death."

Fu Heng gave a "hmm" and asked again: "I am so important to you?"

"Don't put gold on your face." Yingluo spat at him and handed him water to drink, "Forget it, it's not gold, you are a piece of gold. You are gentle, considerate, knowledgeable and cultivated, and treat me well in every way. I just like you."

This is how many years late she confessed, it was something she could say when she was in Xinzheku, but she didn't have time to tell him.When I talked about the word "love" before, I was always worried that he would think it was not that deep, and that she was too superficial and unreserved.Now after going through life and death, she can finally express her heart openly and completely.

She looked into Fu Heng's eyes, her tone was gentle and serious: "It's easy to find a priceless treasure, and it's rare to have a lover, so, I think..."

"I love you." Fu Heng said suddenly.

Yingluo was stunned for a moment, how did Fu Heng know what she was going to say?Seeing that her usual cleverness was gone at this time, and the expression on her face was a little blank, Fu Heng stretched out his hand and scratched her nose lightly, the hotness spread from the fingertips to the tip of the nose, like his warm heart.

He said, "You can't be the first to say this kind of thing."

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*Hydrophobia is rabies. The method mentioned in "Elbow Reserve Emergency Prescription" is the same as the artificial vaccination and prevention of modern veterinary medicine.