"I remember falling off the cliff after being hit by an arrow, how can I still be alive?" In order to relieve the awkward and tense atmosphere, Ling Caiwei expressed the doubts in her heart.

Nam Rongyeol gently untied her outer clothes and took them off, and the clothes inside had already been torn when she first applied the medicine, saving a lot of trouble. He was looking at her wound in a daze, listened to her question, and replied to her with a smile: "Such a high cliff, if this king is not here, you would have fallen to your death." ”

"Did you save me?" she thought about it and felt impossible: "How did you save the mountain so high?"

Nan Ronglie cleaned the wound with a clean handkerchief, poured gold medicine while checking the healing situation, and didn't think about it when she asked, and blurted out: "Of course I jumped down to save ......" He reacted, and said busily: "You don't care how I save it, anyway, it's saved." "People are really strange, like a person sometimes longing for her to understand your heart, when you know that the other person's heart belongs, and rush to cover up your heart, afraid that the other party will know and look down on you.

When she fell off the cliff, Ling Caiwei was not completely unconscious, and she vaguely felt something about the outside world. Now listening to Nan Ronglie mention it, I can guess the scene of his rescue, and I feel warm and moved in my heart.

"Thank you. "She said it from the bottom of her heart.

Nan Ronglie's smile disappeared suddenly, and he said solemnly to Ling Caiwei: "There is no need to say thank you to me in the future." The next time I hear you say that, the king will pour salt on your wounds. He said viciously, although Ling Caiwei couldn't see his expression when she was lying on the bed, she could guess his extremely vicious appearance, she opened her mouth to refute, thinking of her current situation, she felt that it was best to remain silent.

The **** carried her out of the cave and fell into the valley with one foot in the air. The valley is surrounded by mountains, and the mouth is small and the belly is large, so the climate is one season different from the outside world. It's winter outside the valley, but inside the valley is as warm as spring, and it's lush and purple as the eye can see.

In the distance, there is a curling mist rising, as if you have arrived in a fairyland on earth.

Nan Ronglie walked for half an hour and turned the entire valley around. There is a hot spring in the valley from which the mist comes from, and a small stream that flows out of the cave and winds its way to another mountain. In the depths of a peach blossom forest, there is a small wooden house, in which all the living utensils are available, as if specially prepared for the two of them.

Although it is dusty, it is very warm after a simple cleaning. It seems that the owners of this wooden house are supposed to be husband and wife, all the utensils are double, from the analysis of the dried meat in the kitchen, they must have left in too haste, only half of the cutting board was cut, and the remaining half was not cut before something happened and left here.

When Nan Ronglie secretly practiced martial arts with his master, he did everything by himself, so within half a day, this small cabin was tidyed up like a home by him. The house was cleaned inside and out, the rotten wooden planks were replaced with new ones, the pots and pans were cleaned, a rope was pulled in the yard to dry the quilt on the bed, and by the way, a handful of wild flowers were picked in front of the door and put in a vase made of hollowed-out roots and placed in front of the table.

When everything was put in order, he looked around his new nest and the girl on the bed, and his heart was very happy. There is no power struggle here, no calculation of people's hearts, everything is simple and peaceful happiness, if it weren't for the original vow, he really wanted to hide here for the rest of his life without leaving this valley.

Three days later, Ling Caiwei's injuries were already healed. This is all thanks to the efficacy of the Nine Turning Pills.

Nan Ronglie helped her to take a walk in the yard, and the first thing that caught her eye was this large peach blossom forest. The pink and red peach blossoms are in full bloom first, and each one is brilliant. Ling Caiwei has been lying in the house for a long time, and when she saw the beautiful scenery at first glance, she was in a relaxed mood, and casually chanted a poem: "The clouds and rain in Cangshan chase the gods, and only the incense name is long live spring." The east wind is yellow in March, and I see no one in sight of the peach blossoms. ”

Nan Ronglie asked her to sit on the stump of the tree to bask in the sun, he chopped firewood on the side, a breeze blew, blowing off countless petals, swirling on Ling Caiwei's hair and worn-out clothes, she smiled and spread out her palm to catch the falling flowers, and there were butterflies flapping their colorless wings, fluttering around her.

Nan Ronglie was stunned and muttered, "It's really like a peach blossom fairy." ”

"What did you say?" Ling Caiwei didn't hear him clearly, turned her head and asked him, she couldn't help but be shocked.

"Why is your arm bleeding?" she staggered to his side in three steps and two, and he hurried to hold her.

"Tell you not to move, what should I do if I fall?" Nan Rongyeol blamed.

Ling Caiwei didn't mind his attitude, nervously examined his arm, blood seeped out of her clothes, she couldn't help but pull his sleeves up, and saw a blackened strip of cloth wrapped around her forearm.

"I'm still chopping wood when I'm injured, don't want to be better?" Ling Caiwei carefully untied the cloth strip and found that the wound was already showing signs of festering.

Nam Rongyeol pushed her hand away and said, "I'm fine." You don't have to worry about it. ”

Ling Caiwei glared at her fiercely: "We are in the same boat now, you don't want me to drag you down, and I don't want you to drag me down." Your wounds won't heal, and if the enemy finds here, how can we defend against the enemy. Quick, give me the golden medicine. ”

Nan Ronglie frowned: "Are you nervous about me, or are you nervous about yourself?" ”

"No way, there was still a small half bottle left when you changed my dressing yesterday, how could it not be. ”

"No is nothing. Nan Ronglie stood up and entered the house, leaving Ling Caiwei alone in the courtyard in a daze.

By the time she figured it out, her eyes were damp and her nose was sour.

It must be that the golden medicine is only enough for her alone, and if he uses it, her wounds will not be able to heal. Therefore, he has not been allowed to let the wound worsen without medicine.

"What a fool. She scolded him in her heart, but after scolding, she felt warm.

She wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes with her sleeve and slowly returned to the house.

After a bowl of water, he dragged Nan Ronglie's arm, cleaned the wound, tore off a clean strip of cloth from his clothes, and bandaged it gently. Nan Ronglie quietly watched her busy for herself, smiled and comforted her: "Don't worry, the pain that this king has experienced since he was a child is much more dangerous than this, this is nothing at all." After ten days and a half months, it will heal naturally. ”

Ling Caiwei's heart ached faintly when she heard this. She heard Siliang mention the prince's childhood. Nanhou has been thinking about him until he dies, and he has killed killers everywhere, but fortunately, he has been blessed with great fortune and avoided them one by one. Now, when he mentions the past, it has become a bragging capital, but for a teenager, what a terrifying thing. She has experienced the days when she was not cared for by her parents and was bullied and scolded, and she understands his feelings very well.

"Unless you don't work with your right hand. Otherwise, the wound that has just healed will open again, and if it goes on like this, there will never be a good day. Ling Caiwei couldn't imagine that the prince, who was usually bad-mouthed and bad-tempered, could endure all this hardship for her, and she didn't know what to do for a while.

Nan Ronglie looked at her worried look, his heart was as sweet as honey, and it was rare not to tease her: "Okay, listen to you, use your left hand from now on." ”

Ling Caiwei suddenly remembered the snake gall and asked Nan Ronglie to take it.

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Recently, these two articles focus on the feelings of Nan and Ling, so some of them are like farming texts, and everyone doesn't like to read them, so you can wait to see the ones that follow. However, I personally feel that without these emotional foreshadowing, you will not be able to experience the pain between the latter two. While being relaxed and happy, Sister Youyou wants to be a queen mother.

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