The male protagonist I slag is reborn [Quick Transmigration]

In the middle of the night in the mountains and forests, the silver light of the cold moon fell on the two people who were looking at each other through the branches and leaves, and it was extremely lonely.

Lin Konglu felt that after he finished saying that sentence, Wu Ci's expression became a little weird, and the eyes he looked at him were also unpredictable.

Just when he wondered if he had misunderstood, or Wu Ci would not pay attention to him, the other party stood up, walked towards him slowly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Okay."

He came in the moonlight, despite his amnesia, he still had an immortal demeanor, except for a pair of eyes.

Those eyes were as black as ink, and they were looking at Lin Kong Deer unmovingly, as if a quiet catcher was quietly observing the prey.

Lin Konglu's hair stood on end, and when he approached, he realized that his thin lips were tightly pursed into a line, and his forehead was also sweating. He was obviously enduring something, and he was not as calm as he appeared on the surface.

Only then did Lin Konglu breathe a sigh of relief, and thought to himself, it seems that it was not a misunderstanding, it was indeed the drug powder that had been sprinkled before that had relapsed.

"Follow me." He chuckled at the other party, turned around and walked into the deep forest, in the eyes of the other person, it seemed like a bewitch.

Wu Ci didn't speak, and followed slowly.

The back figure in front of her was thin and tall, because she put the skirt tied around her waist, and she was as agile as a fairy, shuttling in the dark night and deep forest, there was a kind of quiet beauty.

Intuition told Wu Ci that there were many doubts about this princess, and her words were mixed with truth and falsehood, which could be seen from the scared and dodgy eyes of the little girl named Xia Yuan when she looked at him occasionally.

If he is really like the princess said, he is the other party's domestic slave, and he is also favored by him, then when the other party's maid saw him, why would they feel guilty and afraid?

Therefore, the princess's words were not entirely true, and she must have lied to him.

The other party behaved very naturally, trying not to show any clues, but occasionally a little impatient, touching hands when receiving the handkerchief, smiling just now, and what happened next... In short, the purpose is obvious, not like what a princess would do thing.

In fact, Wu Ci didn't know what a real golden and noble princess looked like, but he vaguely felt that it shouldn't be like the person in front of her at the moment.

He silently followed behind Lin Konglu, wanting to see what the other party's purpose was.

In fact, he could guess a little bit. A princess who has lost her country and is being hunted down shows her affection for a man who has lost his memory but has some kung fu. It is likely that he wants the other party to protect her willingly.

Wu Ci's gaze towards Lin Konglu couldn't help but be complicated. He thought, if the other party really has such plans, he should dissuade them.

No matter what their relationship was before, just because the other party carried him all the way, he would protect the other party to a safe place, there is no need for... like that.

Although he has amnesia and doesn't remember anything, he...should not be the kind of person who would take advantage of others.

Thinking of this, Wu Ci took a deep breath, his thoughts were actually a little confused.

For some reason, the blood around him seemed to be burning, and the heat made it impossible to continue thinking, and the sweat on his forehead rolled down from his eyelashes, making the figure in front of him blurry.

He shook his head, tried his best to restrain himself, and clenched his teeth so that the taste of blood appeared in his mouth.

At this time, the figure finally stopped and seemed to turn around to look at him.

Wu Ci blinked, letting the sweat off his eyelashes, and his vision finally became clear again.

Lin Konglu didn't know his various thoughts. After standing still in front of the mountain stream, he turned around and said relaxedly, "Okay, take off your coat first."

Wu Ci was slightly stunned, knowing it in his heart, showing an expression of "it really is so".

He bit the tip of his tongue to wake himself up, trying to refuse with difficulty.

But as soon as he opened his lips, Lin Konglu continued: "Then go soak in the mountain stream, where the water is cold and you can wake up."

Wu Ci: "..."

He froze for a moment, his expression stiff.

Seeing that his thin lips were slightly parted, Lin Konglu seemed to want to say something, so he couldn't help asking: "What do you want to say?"

Wu Ci: "..."

He looked away with difficulty, narrowed his eyes and said, "No, what."

Lin Konglu: "Oh."

Then go soak in the water immediately.

It's no wonder that he was worried, it was because Wu Ci's face was flushed at the moment, his forehead was wet with sweat, and his eyes seemed to be thin red. He was really afraid that the other party would suddenly lose his mind and rush over.

Wu Ci took a deep look at him, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, his figure flickered slightly, and he fell into the mountain stream.

Lin Konglu breathed a sigh of relief, and pretended to apologize: "Before you were fighting with the pursuers, someone sprinkled a handful of powder on you in the chaos. You are now like this, it should be caused by the powder. But it's okay, I checked After a while, the medicine powder takes off once, and the residue will be reduced, and it will be fine if you take off a few more times."

Wu Ci was soaked in the icy stream, and when he heard the words, he glanced at him with deep eyes, as if he wanted to say something, but he quickly pursed his lips, with a restrained expression.

Lin Konglu looked back with a frank expression, as if he really didn't feel guilty.

Anyway, it cannot be said that he sprinkled the powder.

As for Wu Ci's recovery of memory in the future...then let the other party love him so much that even if he knows that he is not a good person, he still can't extricate himself.

In his previous life, he followed the script and seemed to have done it all. In this life, there is no reason why he can't... right?

Thinking of this, he looked at Wu Ci again.

Wu Ci had already closed his eyes again, and his eyebrows were tightly frowned. It may be that the stream was too cold, his lips were pale from the cold, and his face was still tinged with red.

Lin Konglu was still a little guilty, and stood guard by the stream for a while, seeing that Wu Ci was still silent, he reckoned that he had been soaking for a long time.

It's okay for him to be idle, so he just took out the towel that the other party gave him at noon, washed it in the water, and then scrubbed himself carefully.

In fact, he also wanted to jump into the stream to wash directly, but firstly, the water was too cold, and his body was weak, and if he got sick, it would not be conducive to escape; secondly, he was wearing women's clothing after all, and Wu Ci was soaking, so he jumped in again ,not too good.

Since he couldn't take a bath, he wanted to wipe his face, neck, and arms with fine white skin carefully.

After wiping, he thought about it, took off his shoes and socks, lifted the skirt and trouser legs, soaked his feet and calves in the stream, and sighed comfortably.

While soaking, he suddenly felt a gaze fall on him, and opened his eyes involuntarily.

Not far downstream, Wu Ci opened his eyes at some point, the blood in them faded a bit, and his gaze was falling on his white and slender legs.

Lin Konglu: "Uh."

He thought Wu Ci was looking at his feet, maybe because he minded him washing his feet upstream, curled up his toes unconsciously, and whispered awkwardly: "How about I go downstream?"

Under the silver moonlight, the stream water was clear and bright, and Wu Ci's eyesight was excellent, he could almost see how the shiny toes curled up, and he felt a little cute in his heart.

This is a faux pas.

He forced himself to look away, but then remembered that he seemed to see a smear of red on the side of the other party's feet just now, as if worn out, and couldn't help but look over again.

At this time, Lin Konglu blocked his feet with the fine stones in the stream, so he couldn't see it.

Wu Ci pursed his lips, and quickly turned his gaze back, a hint of disappointment flashed imperceptibly in his eyes, and he didn't even notice it.

After soaking for a while, he suddenly got up and left without saying a word.

Lin Konglu was about to change his location and go downstream, when he looked up in astonishment, he thought with a guilty conscience: Could it be that he was really driven away by anger?

But soon he became confident, his feet didn't smell bad, and he washed them before going to bed. Most importantly, he was on the south bank and Wu Ci was on the north bank, and the water didn't flow to one place.

Having said that, he was not in the mood to soak any longer. After putting on his shoes and socks, he got up and went back.

Wu Ci never came back. In the script, this situation would make the princess very uneasy, fearing that if he left, no one would protect her.

But Lin Konglu, who came through for the second time, was not worried, and asked the system to keep watch at night, so he went to sleep peacefully.

Wu Ci came back shortly after he fell asleep, holding freshly plucked herbs in his hand, and his eyes fell on his feet that had already put on shoes and socks.

After a long time, Wu Ci looked away without waking him up.

It wasn't until dawn that Wu Ci woke up the two of them, threw the herbal medicine to Xia Yuan, tore off the cloth strip from the hem of his clothes, and said softly, "Help Miss... bandage it up."

Xia Yuan just woke up, was startled, and wondered: What to bandage?

The princess was not hurt.

Wu Ci glanced at Lin Konglu, and said as calmly as possible: "Foot."

Xia Yuan: "???"

foot?How do you know the princess' foot is hurt?Look... the princess' feet?The princess usually doesn't let people wait on her face.

Sure enough, Lin Konglu immediately refused, resolutely not letting Xia Yuan apply medicine to his injured foot.

Wu Ci frowned and reminded him: "If the wound is not bandaged, it will affect walking. Master... Miss... Didn't you say that you should cross the river as soon as possible and go to Jincheng?"

The implication is that now is not the time to be willful and play princess temper.

How can Lin Konglu play his temper?He was too embarrassed to let the little girl do such a thing.

But after hearing Wu Ci's words, he rolled his eyes and suddenly said, "I'm not used to being served by maids. Before at the Princess Mansion, you were the one who served me and gave me medicine."

After speaking, he raised his foot, which was very obvious.

Wu Ci was silent, feeling that he was making up nonsense again.

Is it possible for a dignified princess not to let a maid take care of her daily life, but to let a man serve her close to her, who is still a domestic slave?

Unless this house slave is really face-to-face.

But if he didn't step forward, Lin Konglu kept supporting his leg, and when he was tired, he changed another leg.

Seeing that he hadn't stepped forward, Lin Konglu's expression changed again, and he said sadly: "I know, Jiang Guo is now dead, and I am a princess of a subjugated country, so I can't command you."

Wu Ci: "..."

Xia Yuan next to her thought that he was really sad when she heard it, and then thought of the hardships of the escape, she couldn't help feeling uncomfortable, and stepped forward, choked up, and said, "Princess, don't be sad, I'll just help you with the medicine."

She was almost sold into a kiln by her parents in her early years, but was rescued by Lin Konglu, so she was extraordinarily loyal.

Lin Konglu raised his hands to cover his face, and said sadly: "No, when you get to a safe place, you can go too, don't follow me anymore, I am a princess who has lost my country, and I will be captured and executed by the rebels sooner or later, why do you follow me?" I was implicated..."

His tone seemed to be choking.

Xia Yuan became even more panicked when she heard this, and hurriedly persuaded her: "Princess, don't say that, Your Majesty is still alive, and the Duke of Zhen has not surrendered yet. When you arrive at Jincheng and the border, you will be safe, and the defenders will definitely fight back to the capital. "

Lin Konglu's tone was sad: "I can't even control the people around me, and I'm alone, how can I get to Jincheng?"

Xia Yuan was saddened, crying and persuading: "Princess, I still listen to you..."

Lin Konglu put down his hands, turned to look at her, with sad eyes, choked up and sighed: "You can't even protect yourself, and I..."

Before he could finish speaking, his calf was suddenly grabbed by someone.

His voice stopped abruptly, and when he looked up, he saw Wu Ci lifted up his clothes and squatted down, holding his calf with one hand, and took off his shoes and socks with the other hand.

When his eyes fell on his curled up shiny toes, Wu Ci seemed to pause for a moment, then lowered his eyes, and seemingly calmly applied the crushed herbs to his wound, then tied a cloth strip, and then Switch to the other foot.

The crying master and servant were quiet for a moment, and soon, Lin Konglu raised his lips slightly, while Xia Yuan was shocked.

So what... isn't this... Is it a kiss or not?

Wu Ci didn't seem to notice. His fingers were slightly cold, and his movements were very light. After helping Lin Konglu's feet to be covered with medicine and bandaged, and helping him put on his shoes and socks, he got up and asked blankly, "Can you go?" Are you in Jincheng?"

Lin Konglu pursed his lips lightly, his tone a bit reserved: "Cough, it seems...it's okay again."