I kicked the male lead away

Fang Zhilan didn't want to conceal her identity, instead she told her her pitiful life experience calmly, wishing that Chu Qingshu would have more sympathy for her.

But seeing that Chu Qingshu was as slender as a flower, I was still worried that she would catch a cold outside: "Ms. Mu, let's go in and rest first, it's windy outside, don't blow it."

Chu Qingshu was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered the business, pursed her bloodless lips: "Then why did A-Lan come to the Great Wall?"

"Harm~" Knowing that she would ask this question, Fang Zhilan had already prepared her belly draft and waved her whip, "At first I thought the farther away from the imperial city the better. It is estimated that my husband's family and my mother's family will never find out if I live here, but I just rested in the town, didn't I hear that there was a war recently?"

"Yeah." Hearing her talking about the war, Chu Qingshu drooped her eyelashes, her expression was unclear, and she said calmly, "I know Ah Lan's intentions are good, but can I trouble you with something?"

"What?" Fang Zhilan looked at the moonlit road ahead, a little carelessly.

"Can I bother you and send me back to Sicheng?" Chu Qingshu raised her head abruptly, her eyes full of longing.

"Woo~" Fang Zhilan pulled the horse rope to slow down her speed, and turned her head sideways, "Sicheng? It is said that the Turks invaded, isn't that the place?"

"En." Chu Qingshu said in a low voice, "There are still my relatives there."

When Fang Zhilan heard the words, she was embarrassed: "Ms. Mu, you are just a weak woman. If you go back now, don't you want to die?"

What's more, Fang Zhilan never planned to go to the battlefield, and she was not sure that she would come back alive.

Her hesitation was expected, Chu Qingshu gritted her teeth: "Then can you bother Miss Alan and send me back to the small town just now?"

Fang Zhilan shook her head with a calm expression: "Mu Mu, it's not that I won't help you, but I can't just watch you die."

"But..." Chu Qingshu clenched her lower lip, trying not to let tears come out, "My relatives are still waiting for me there."

Fang Zhilan spoke, making her tone as gentle as possible: "Compared to family reunion, your relatives must hope that you live in peace."

"I know Miss Alan's intentions are good." A forced smile curled up on the corner of Chu Qingshu's lips, "But I don't want to be a deserter."

As she said that, she started to tie off the fox fur belt that Fang Zhilan had tied on herself, and slowly got up: "Thank you for taking me in for half a day."

"What are you going to do?" Fang Zhilan's heart skipped a beat, with a bad premonition.

In the next second, Chu Qingshu's behavior confirmed her premonition.

She stood on the carriage, opened her arms, and jumped down gently.

The two horses in front of the car were still moving, so she jumped off like this, and then rolled several times on the ground.

The white skirt swayed, like a wounded crane, dying in the snow.

The green sleeve who poked his head out holding the freshly cooked red dates and white fungus porridge was stunned, and looked at Fang Zhilan suspiciously.

"I didn't do it!" Seeing that she didn't know where she was going, Fang Zhilan waved her hand, hurriedly stopped the carriage, followed suit, and staggered to Chu Qingshu, "Ms. Mu?"

"Go back." Chu Qingshu lay on the snow, panting heavily, as if she would exhaust all her strength in the next second, she whispered, "I want to go back."

"Even if you go back now." Fang Zhilan was a little impatient, and said loudly, "You are going to die. If you die, who will avenge your relatives?"

Hearing her last words, Chu Qingshu's eyes froze, and no sound came out of her lips.

Then, he fainted in the snow.

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A few days later, on the official road near the diplomatic border between the Central Plains and Serbia.

A carriage was driving staggeringly, and there were goose feathers and snowflakes flying in the sky outside the window.

"Miss~" Lu Xiu's voice sounded a little annoyed, and he glanced at Chu Qingshu who was lying in the car, "There are still people here who are sick, can you please keep pulling the cloth to look out? Be careful of the wind and cold."

"Don't worry!" Fang Zhilan took a bite of the mahua bought at a roadside stall, gnawed it crisply, and said nonchalantly, "She won't die."

These words were not out of anger. Ever since Chu Qingshu fainted that day, Fang Zhilan had been showing her the doctor to buy medicines all the way.

Almost every doctor has unified their rhetoric: "This young lady is not in any serious health condition, but there is something on her mind, so she eats less and thinks more, and her body is a little weak. As long as she eats well, she can gradually recuperate."

Thinking of this, Fang Zhilan glanced at the Qiongzhi jade leaves outside in the world of ice and snow, feeling sad.

So as soon as she returned to the Central Plains, she paid for someone to help drive the car, while she stayed in the car and never left, for fear that Chu Qingshu would make trouble again.

Fang Zhilan was annoyed, and took another bite of the crunchy twist.

At this moment, the person lying in the carriage slowly opened his eyes.

"Are you awake?" Lu Xiu's voice carried surprise that was hard to hide, "Are you thirsty, are you hungry?"

Fang Zhilan didn't react too much, she poured herself a cup of tea slowly, and took a sip.

"I..." Chu Qingshu forced herself to stand up, "Where is this?"

"This is Qingshui County, our carriage will soon turn a corner and head south." Lu Xiu was quick-spoken, and before Fang Zhilan could stop her, she confessed everything.

Qingshui County was hundreds of miles away from Sicheng.

Chu Qingshu didn't respond, but her eyes fixed on Fang Zhilan's face. Compared with the memory before she fell into a coma, she didn't lose weight due to the long-distance travel, but her palm-sized face was much rounder.

This kind of life can also grow flesh. In comparison, her life in the capital was indeed not very good.

"Thank you girl for saving me again." Lowering her eyelashes, Chu Qingshu stopped thinking about it.

"Ms. Mu is awake?" Fang Zhilan didn't look at her directly. The mahua in her hand had already been eaten, so she took out a book from somewhere and read it, "Ms. Mu came all the way, asking for a doctor and drinking medicine can be spent." You paid me nearly a hundred taels of silver, I don't know how you plan to pay it back?"

"I..." walked in a hurry, Chu Qingshu didn't have any money on her body, she couldn't help but blush, "I have nothing else on my lower body, I just know some female workers Danqing..."

"That wooden girl, with her body, can still hold a needle and thread, and hold a pen?" Fang Zhilan stuffed a candied fruit into her mouth, as if she didn't really believe it.

"I can slowly repay the money I owe to the girl." After being dizzy for too long, Chu Qingshu forced herself to straighten her back and replied.

Seeing her pale face from the corner of the eye, Fang Zhilan couldn't bear it after all, and handed the fruit plate in her hand to her: "If you want to pay back the money, let's wait until Miss Mu is strong, why don't you eat something, don't worry about it." Let me spend money to find a doctor."

Chu Qingshu lowered her eyes, and saw that the blue and white porcelain plate was slowly filled with dried fruit.

She has always disliked sweets, but now she seemed to have no choice, so she stretched out her fine fingers, picked up candied dates and put them in her mouth.

Different from the sticky taste in memory, this candied date is sweet and soft, with the fragrance of tea leaves, not only not greasy, but more appetizing.

Chu Qingshu ate two, and her empty stomach finally started to function.

So the next second, her stomach made a gurgling sound.

"Hey." Lu Xiu couldn't help laughing.

Fang Zhilan also suppressed a smile: "Girl Mu, wait a little longer, you can eat right away."

"En." Chu Qingshu nodded obediently with a blushing face.

But doubts arose in my heart, I don't know what else to eat in the carriage?

Unexpectedly, soon, I heard the voice of a coachman outside: "Girl, the water you boiled is boiling."

"Come right away." Fang Zhilan opened the curtain and went out.

There was a small stove outside the carriage where the coachman was sitting, with a small deep-bottomed iron pot on it, and the water inside was gurgling.

This is where the water they drink is boiled on weekdays.

There can only be a small amount of carbon in the carriage for heating, if there is too much, it will be suicide.

So the fire was put outside.

Anyway, what Fang Zhilan pawned were all high-quality gold and silver jewelry, not short of that money, and the fire burned all day long.

Fang Zhilan wrapped the edge of the pot with a handkerchief, turned around and brought it back into the carriage, and put it on the small table.

Chu Qingshu glanced inside, only Qingshui.

Could it be that they just rely on this to get by?