Listen to the king's order

Early the next morning, Jiang Qichen woke up faintly in the chaos.

When the consciousness came back, the eyelashes like a small fan flicked a few times, but the pain sensation took the lead to occupy the high ground.Jiang Qichen's brows frowned suddenly, feeling that he was top-heavy, but the injury on his shoulder was still screaming in pain.

The arrow that shot him yesterday was not an ordinary arrow. The arrowhead was filled with cold air. Although it was not poisonous, the cold arrow pierced through the flesh, making it harder to heal than ordinary wounds.

He gritted his teeth and took a deep breath, but felt a cool hand slowly press his forehead, Jiang Qichen realized that what he was leaning on was not a hard stone wall, but a chest with a cold fragrance.

"you're awake?"

Mu Feng's voice came from above, Jiang Qichen was stunned for a moment, he moved his hands to get out of Mu Feng's arms, but was held down.

Mu Feng raised his head and took a look outside the cave, only to see that the sky was just getting brighter, the fire on the ground had been ignited all night and had already been extinguished, and the whole cave was dark and gloomy, nothing could be seen very clearly.

He tugged at the fox fur on his body, tucked up the place where Jiang Qichen's movement had fallen down, and said softly, "Don't move around, it took a lot of effort to stop the bleeding."

Looking around, Jiang Qichen vaguely saw a few bloody cloth balls scattered on the ground beside him, he relaxed his body and let himself lean against Mu Feng's body.

Mu Feng went on to say: "Are you feeling uncomfortable? You had a high fever last night, which frightened me."

Jiang Qichen wanted to shake his head, but just as soon as he moved, the whole world turned upside down, and the injury on his shoulder caused another burst of unbearable pain, so he had no choice but to say weakly, "I'm fine."

Mu Feng sighed: "The one that hit you was the cold arrow from the Shenchuan Helan Mansion. The arrow is very bad, and it can make people's wounds fester and it is difficult to heal. We don't need anything in this deep mountain and old forest. Even the wound can't be healed. Deal with it, and the red rash on your body, which is large and large, why didn't you tell me?"

Jiang Qichen was stunned for a moment, and then he frowned weakly: "Are you worried about me?"

"How can I not be worried?" Mu Feng asked back: "I fed you the shrimp, I forced you to drink the wine, and all the assassins from last night came after me. Brother Qichen, if you confess that you are here Now, what should I do?"

Jiang Qichen leaned back in Mu Feng's arms, couldn't see his expression clearly, he could only understand the meaning of his words by his voice, but he felt that no matter what the man said, he definitely didn't mean what he thought.

With some difficulty, he moved his hand, groped for Mu Feng's cool palm in the fox fur, then held his, and said softly: "If I die, it's good for you to live like this."

"Don't talk nonsense." Mu Feng pulled out his hand calmly, straightened Jiang Qichen's messy sideburns, and said softly: "When the sky is completely bright, we still have to leave here quickly, at least find a village , ask a doctor, your injury can't be delayed."

"Yes." Jiang Qichen paused, "Why did those people kill you last night?"

"They don't want me to find Xue Yunzhi to save my father." Mu Feng said in a deep voice: "Although the Mu Palace is weak in the Northern Territory, it has the largest territory in Shenchuan. Once my father dies, they can carve up the territory of the Mu Palace. Consolidate your own power. In this way, it is natural to prevent me from going to Tianshan."

Jiang Qichen's expression moved slightly: "No wonder I have always felt that someone is following me since I arrived in Shenchuan."

Mu Feng was startled: "Have you noticed it?"

"En." Jiang Qichen said: "I don't know the political situation in the Northern Territory, and I thought it was the people from the Mu Mansion who were secretly protecting you. I was careless."

"Don't say that, it has nothing to do with you, if it weren't for you, I would have died already."

Jiang Qichen's body froze suddenly, his already bloodless face turned ugly, he frowned, and struggled to get out of Mu Feng's arms regardless of the injuries on his body.

"Hey, what are you moving again..."

Jiang Qichen supported his shoulders, gasped in pain when he moved slightly, and said in a trembling voice, "It's dawn."

"You..." Mu Feng glanced at him angrily, "I don't care about you."

Then he took Jiang Qichen's arm and lifted the trembling man from the ground.

Gritting his teeth, Jiang Qichen forced himself to stand up, half leaning against Mu Feng, and with a glance, he saw the hands that were holding him were blood red, he was startled, and gripped Mu Feng in a panic: "What's wrong with your hands? "

Mu Feng rolled his eyes at him, and spread out his palms: "Brother, you can see clearly, this is your blood."

He looked at Jiang Qichen's blood-stained front, and pointed to the scattered cloth balls on the ground.

Jiang Qichen opened his mouth dumbly, realizing that he was too worried.

Mu Feng put Jiang Qichen on the horse all the way, hugged Huolong's neck affectionately, smoothed his mane, and said softly: "Good Huolong, thank you for your hard work, take us to the nearest town, there is no town, and the village is not good." All right. Be good, go back and give you the best horse food."

After finishing speaking, he quickly got on his horse and sat behind Jiang Qichen, wrapping him in his bosom in his loose fox fur.

Then he tightened the reins, pinched his long legs, and the fire dragon started to run.

Jiang Qichen leaned against Mu Feng's body vainly, his mind gradually became clearer as the icy north wind blew, and the heaviness that had been lingering on his head before also eased a lot.Gaining some strength, he moved forward a few inches.

Mu Feng frowned, and followed Jiang Qichen to move over.

The back and the front of the chest are attached so tightly that it seems that even a leaf cannot fit.

The corner of Mu Feng's mouth curled into an evil smile, and he put his chin on Jiang Qichen's uninjured shoulder, jokingly said, "Brother Qichen, what are you hiding from?"

Jiang Qichen was at a loss for words for a while, so he couldn't say that he was afraid that Mu Feng would not be able to support his own weight. Although he was not a paper, he just felt that the man looked very weak.

Seeing that his face was stiff and silent, Mu Feng laughed lowly: "Brother Qichen, are you shy? I remember all the good things you did to me in the ruined temple last night."

"I..." Jiang Qichen was even more speechless. He lost control of his emotions at the time, and later he was disturbed by the assassin and forgot about it. Now that Mu Feng suddenly mentioned it, he didn't know what to say. What, the thin lips spit out a word after half a day.

"You what?" Mu Feng had a smirk on his face: "Could it be that you want to say...you want to have sex with me after drinking?"

"..."

Jiang Qichen had never been molested like this before, he was so embarrassed that he didn't say a word, he moved his shoulder to move Mu Feng's chattering mouth away from his ear, but as soon as he moved, the injured shoulder felt a burst of pain. pain.

"hiss--"

Jiang Qichen frowned and gasped, Mu Feng was so scared that he didn't dare to speak nonsense immediately.He hastily stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around Jiang Qichen's waist, holding the reins tightly.

"Okay, okay, I won't talk nonsense, don't move around." Mu Feng said softly, "You have lost a lot of blood, are you cold?"

Jiang Qichen finally found his voice, he shook his head slightly, and said in a low voice, "It's not cold."

"Nonsense, I can already see the goosebumps on your neck." Mu Feng put his chin on Jiang Qichen's right shoulder again, and pressed against him: "Well... Although I look more like an ice pack, but it seems There is no other choice but me. You rely on me, I am not as weak as you think."

Jiang Qichen's mind moved slightly, so he knew what he was thinking...

Relaxing his back, Jiang Qichen obediently leaned on Mu Feng.

The fire dragon ran unhurriedly, the surrounding scenery moved back slowly, let the wind raging in the sky, but it felt like stealing half a day's leisure, thinking about it like this, Jiang Qichen became lazy all over.

His appearance is excellent, even if he is covered in blood and his face is ugly, he still looks like a pampered noble son.

Jiang Qichen has always been as calm as a mountain without wind and rain, and he can take it calmly even in dangerous situations. Now looking at the ever-changing scenery in front of him, he closed his eyes and recited a poem leisurely: "Green ants make new wine, red wine A small clay stove. It’s going to snow in the evening, can you have a drink?”

Hearing Jiang Qichen's sudden verses, Mu Feng couldn't help but chuckled and praised, "Brother Qichen is so intrigued. In such a situation, he can still recite poems to match. I admire, I really admire."

"Brother Qichen, do you think I'm a stove?" He raised his eyes to look at the sky, and muttered, "Hmm...it shouldn't be snowing today. As for wine, I still have a jar hidden under my horse's belly, but... Don't even think about taking another sip until you recover from your injury."

"I just read a few words casually." Jiang Qichen smiled slightly, and said in a low voice: "In the past, the world was turbulent, and there was never a moment to relax. Later, some incidents occurred, and now it seems to have settled down."

"An Ding? Your brain is not burned out, is it?"

Mu Feng reached out his hand from the fox fur and touched Jiang Qichen's forehead, but he pulled it down and held it in his palm.

"Stability is not only a world, a situation, but also a family, or even a person." You are here, enough to make me stable...

For the latter sentence, Jiang Qichen stopped on his lips and didn't say it, but he felt that what he said was already obvious.

"Brother Qi Chen," Mu Feng pulled out his hand, and said in a nonchalant manner, "I only know that we have fierce tigers in front of us and pursuers behind us. I'm afraid it will be difficult to settle down."

"..."

Jiang Qichen was speechless, thinking to himself, this person is obviously playing tricks on him!

"Hey, Brother Qichen, look—" Mu Feng's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed, "It's a village."

Jiang Qichen opened his eyes and looked ahead, only to see a row of mud houses vaguely at the end of the mountain forest, with chimneys erected on the roofs, wisps of gray smoke curled up, and were quickly blown away by the wind. .

Mu Feng hit the horse's belly with both legs, and the speed of the fire dragon was a little faster.

The weather was extremely cold, and all the farmers in the village were huddled at home. Mu Feng wandered around for a long time, but there was no one in sight.

"Hey——" Mu Feng grabbed the rein and said in a deep voice, "Brother Qichen, sit on the horse and don't move. I'll ask if there is a doctor."

After finishing speaking, he quickly got off his horse, trotted to the outside of a mud house, and knocked lightly on the door.

There were footsteps in the house, and a peasant woman's voice came from inside: "Who, it's so cold to rush through the door!"

The wooden door squeaked and opened a small crack from the inside. The peasant woman squinted her eyes and saw a handsome man who was not an acquaintance in the village. Just as the peasant woman was about to ask who was coming, she saw Mu Feng's ragged man under the white fox fur. Clothes, and a pair of blood-stained hands, immediately closed the door in fright.

"Hey, hey..." Mu Feng blocked the door quickly with his eyes and hands, and got half of his body in: "Auntie, don't be in a hurry to chase people away..."

The peasant woman was quite frightened by him, she picked up a shovel from the side and stood in front of her, tremblingly said: "You, you... who are you! My family has no money or food, if you want to rob, go to a rich place ah!"

"No, auntie, listen to me..." Mu Feng sneaked into the house, and bowed politely first: "Auntie, I'm not a bandit, don't you think there are such good-looking bandits?"

The peasant woman looked at him suspiciously, and saw that he was indeed handsome and suave, and the fox fur alone was a valuable item that they didn't even dare to think about.She lowered her vigilance a little and asked, "Then who are you?"

"To be honest, my friend and I passed through the forest in front of us, and we met bandits who were vicious. We struggled for a long time before we were able to escape, but my friend was injured by the bandits, and the blood on my hand belongs to him, okay? It is easy to see a village, so we wanted to ask, is there a doctor who can see the wound?"

"That's right." The peasant woman nodded knowingly: "The apricot grove is often haunted by bandits. When the weather is warm, they will come to the village to rob houses. You are very lucky. If you survive a catastrophe, you will have good luck!"

The peasant woman pushed open the door and pointed the way for Mu Feng: "Let me tell you, follow this road until the end, and the last family is a doctor. But he usually only checks for cough and fever, I don't know you If he can see the wounds of beatings and killings, you can go and ask."

"That's great, thank you, auntie."

Mu Feng bowed his hands politely, and did not forget to close the door for others when he was about to leave.

He walked back to Jiang Qichen's side, jumped on his horse, and said somewhat helplessly, "The peasant woman here is so tough. I just knocked on the door, and she took a shovel and pretended to hit me."

Jiang Qichen raised his eyebrows: "Didn't your rhetoric come in handy?"

"How can I have any sweet words?" Mu Feng couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth: "I'm called eloquent, do you understand?"

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Green ant new fermented wine, red clay small stove.It's like snow in the evening, can you have a drink? —— "Ask Liu Nineteen" Bai Juyi