The fast-traveling boss conspired against me

Seeing that Chao Song stopped talking again, An Xugui suppressed his anger no matter how loud he got up, condescending.

"Still standing up."

Listening to the slightly cold tone, he bowed his head towards Song. He looked at his ankle, his palm was still bleeding, and he couldn't support himself on the ground to stand up.

"...I can't stand up anymore." Chao Song finally raised his eyes to look at An Xugui in desperation.

His eyes are clear, like a puddle of clear water.An Xugui sensitively noticed Chao Song's trembling legs.

He didn't know what to say anymore, he closed his eyes, suppressed his anger, squatted down suddenly, and said in a deep voice, "Come up."

An Xugui wanted to carry him on his back.

Chao Song had no other choice, so he lay on the man's back.The calm these days has created an invisible and intangible gap between them.

Chao Song was more reluctant to answer than ever, and An Xugui was also afraid that he would lose control and do something.

But it is undeniable that he is still worried about Chao Song.

During the march, he sent people to observe the state of Chao Song, and if there was anything unusual, he would stop the process to let Chao Song slow down.

These were all unconscious actions, out of his control at all.

Seeing that Chao Song had gone far away today, An Xugui made everyone retreat and followed up himself.He was very glad that he followed, otherwise he didn't know what would happen to Chao Song.

The place where the camp was set up was relatively flat, and everyone moved neatly. At this time, a fire had already been lit, and they began to prepare for the evening meal.

Seeing An Xugui coming back with someone on his back, he was so frightened that he ran over, and then he saw Chao Song lying on his back clearly.

"...What's wrong with Chao Meiren." Seeing that An Xugui's face was not looking good, Fulin's voice trembled a little.

What kind of thing is this? If the emperor gets angry and thinks that the beauty of the court was injured because they were not careful, he will have to hold his head.

"Send over the accompanying imperial physician."

Fortunately, An Xugui didn't care about the twists and turns in his heart at all, and went directly into the camp behind his back.

"The ankles are a little red and swollen, but no bones are injured. It's good to recover for a few days. There are also scratches on the hands, which need to be cleaned to avoid infection."

The accompanying imperial doctor applied medicine to Chao Song's ankle, then washed the scratches on the palm of his hand with clean water, and then carefully removed the sundries in the wound.

Chao Song's face turned pale from the pain, but his forehead was dripping with cold sweat, but he still endured it without saying a word.

On the contrary, An Xugui watched from the sidelines, feeling more and more uncomfortable.He frowned fiercely, and his voice was a little harsh: "Can't you move gently?"

"Yes, yes, yes." The imperial physician was terrified, his movements were light enough, and he was afraid that he might accidentally offend the emperor.

After the medicine was finished, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and they all retreated. When the two of them were alone, they felt more and more silent.

"Rest here tonight and take good care of your injury."

It was late at night, and there was a bright moon in the sky.Chao Song slept deeply, but An Xugui opened his eyes without any sleepiness.

The bed was not big, but there was an obvious gap between the two of them. The man stared at the peaceful sleeping face, wondering what he was thinking.

He stretched out his hand and hugged the person into his arms, as if this was what he wanted.

The two cuddled up close, and An Xugui felt his heart calm down.

He has been irritable and chaotic for a long time, unable to face up to his special feelings for Chao Song, and unable to give up and let Chao Song leave.

This feeling is very uncomfortable, but he doesn't want to be so panicked anymore, An Xugui still wants to keep Chao Song by his side.

He will protect Chao Song well. If Chao Song is not in front of his eyes for a moment, he can't rest in his heart for a moment.

My nerves were tense, and I couldn't sleep at night.

Burying his head into the nest of Chao Song's neck, An Xugui sniffed the familiar scent, wrapped his arms around his slender waist and closed his eyes.

During the subsequent journey, An Xugui took the injured Chao Song with him. Anyone with a discerning eye felt that Chao Song was capable, and on the surface he seemed indifferent.

But this method is still high, and it has brought back the emperor's favor.

It's not that Chao Song doesn't know what others think, but he can't say anything. He will suffer if An Xugui treats him well, and he will suffer if he treats him badly.

Don't be surprised by favor or humiliation, and have no intention of going or staying, so that I can live more freely in the palace.

As the convoy traveled northwest, the axles rolled over the dry dirt road, bringing up bursts of flying dust.

There is no trace of green for several miles, let alone planting crops. If you don't see it with your own eyes, how can you empathize with the suffering of the people.

The mighty team entered the county town, and the streets were full of beggars, big and small, wrapped in rags and unkempt, with mouse-like eyes that glowed with nothingness, making people extremely disgusted.

They seized the opportunity to snatch the money bag and everything they could eat. Even if they were pinned to the ground and kicked severely, they did not forget to swallow the dry cornbread in their mouths.

If this person even has a problem with his own life, then he will definitely try his best to make himself live.

Good and bad, as long as it is usable, they like it.At this time, it seems impossible to talk about the righteousness of human nature.

People who don't do it for themselves will be punished by heaven and earth.

An Xugui is used to fighting like vicious dogs like this, but this will also be the reason for the decline of the Northwest.

The common people are unable to maintain their livelihoods, so everyone has bad habits, and the unhealthy trend is distorted. How can they unite to make themselves rich and the country strong.

"What are you looking at?" An Xugui followed Song's fixed gaze and saw a thin and small child.

His face was covered with dirt, he was pitifully thin, and he was holding a broken bowl with a chip in his hand. He looked like he had come to beg.

But in a day like this, where else can I get something?What's more, the child looked dull and taciturn, looking around helplessly with his dull eyes, only daring to shiver in a small corner.

Chao Song seemed to see himself when he was a child. Although he was not as scruffy as this child at that time, no one cared about him all the year round. His robes were torn and patched.

He is always hungry, that's why his body is so thin. He was not considered strong when he came out of the mother's womb. The day after tomorrow, he was left unattended, leaving the root of the disease.

Chao Song still remembered that it was a snowy night, he was so hungry that he couldn't sleep, the hard wooden bed and thin quilt didn't have any warmth.

He licked his dry lips and his stomach growled.

Chao Song pushed open the door and poked his head out.The courtyard was pitch-black, and he didn't dare to go too far. The snow in the sky fluttered and melted on his face.

The melted snow water flowed into his mouth, with a sweet taste.

So Chao Song squatted on the ground and grabbed the white snow, kneaded it into a ball with his little hands, and then exhaled white steam.

Biting the ice made his teeth hurt, but he never tired of it, licking the ice puck in his hand, the melted snow dripped all over his hands, and his whole body was flushed from the cold.