Looking at the person above his sight, Qiao Zhao was a little stunned for a while. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Shao Mingyuan?

Why is he here?

The young general was dressed in a robe, and the rain fell in a straight line along the brim of his hat.

He turned his head, took off the hat, and put it on Qiao Zhao's head.

Qiao Zhao kept a ghostly expression and looked at him in a daze

This man is out of nowhere!

Moreover, he hugged the strange little girl again!

Miss Qiao thought in a daze, her apricot-like eyes were full of confusion, as if shrouded in a layer of mist with morning dewdrops.

Shao Mingyuan thought: This little girl is really light, it seems that it is not as heavy as the big knife he usually uses, and holding it like this is like holding a feather.

Walking to the side of the open road, Shao Mingyuan asked, "Miss Li, are you injured?" Can I stand on my own? ”

"Of course." Qiao Zhao came back to his senses and said with mixed feelings.

She was just knocked down by the corpse, not her foot.

When Shao Mingyuan heard this, he immediately put Qiao Zhao down, and his eyes never fell on her, but lowered his head and took off his coat and draped it on her.

The coat was also cold, as if I couldn't feel the temperature of the original owner, and could only vaguely smell the faint smell of honey locusts that seemed to have been washed by ice and snow.

The robes kept the rain out.

Qiao Zhao quietly watched as the white robe on Shao Mingyuan's body was instantly soaked by the rain, and he was obedient to his body, showing long and vigorous lines, and gently looked away.

Shao Mingyuan didn't talk to Qiao Zhao anymore, but turned his head and shouted to Long Ying, who was hiding under the big tree with Princess Zhenzhen in his arms: "Brother, you can't stand under a tree on such a rainy day. ”

"Why?" The dragon shadow didn't make a sound, and the ice green who came back to his senses subconsciously asked.

The young general didn't care who was asking, and explained, "Because there is a possibility of being struck by lightning—"

Before he finished speaking, a bolt of lightning pierced the rain curtain and surged down with a thunderous momentum, hitting a tree the size of a bowl not far from everyone.

The tree sparked and fell to the ground in white smoke.

Qiao Zhao: "......" Just now she thought she was enough for a crow's mouth, but she didn't expect this person to be better than her!

The dragon shadow was as fast as lightning and carried the princess Zhenzhen out from under the lush tree that was sheltering from the rain, and after standing still, he looked back at the safe tree, and his heart palpitated.

If you just hit this tree--

Long Ying glanced at Shao Mingyuan in surprise and said, "Thank you, Master Hou." ”

A groan came from his arms, and the dragon shadow immediately lowered his head: "Your Highness, how are you?" ”

"It hurts—" Princess Zhenzhen's face was snow-white, almost transparent.

The dragon shadow immediately looked at the wound on Princess Zhenzhen's left leg, and blood oozed from it again.

Don't care about talking to Shao Mingyuan anymore, Long Ying came to Qiao Zhao with Princess Zhenzhen in one arrow step, and said in an eager tone: "Miss Li, Your Highness is bleeding again, please give her an injection quickly!" ”

Qiao Zhao stepped forward and lifted Princess Zhenzhen's dress, untied the bandage and glanced at the wound, and shook his head with a solemn expression: "The Golden Needle Hemostatic Technique can only be performed once on the same wound, and the effect of using it again will not be great." ”

"What then?"

Qiao Zhao raised his hand to take off the hat, stuffed it into Long Ying's hand, and instructed: "Cover the wound for the princess!" ”

The hat hooked the beaded chain that tied her hair, and the rain instantly washed her hair into a bun, and her long, black hair fell like seaweed.

Qiao Zhao raised his hand to pull the hair that fell to his forehead behind his ear, reached into his coat and took out a porcelain bottle, opened the cork and sprinkled the pale green powder on Princess Zhenzhen.

Then she simply untied her robe, motioned for Long Ying to take over to protect Princess Zhenzhen from the rain, and then tore the hem of her clothes with both hands.

She had little strength, and she tore several times in vain, and she couldn't help biting her lip.

A pair of big hands with distinct knots suddenly reached over and neatly ripped off the skirt.

Qiao Zhao raised his eyes, met Shao Mingyuan's dark eyes, and said lightly: "Thank you." ”

She took the strip of cloth and quickly bandaged Princess Zhenzhen, and the blood quickly stained the pale cyan strip of cloth.

Seeing this, Shao Mingyuan immediately ripped off a few pieces of white clothes on his body and handed them over.

Qiao Zhao didn't raise his head, he took the strip of cloth and tied it layer after layer for Princess Zhenzhen, and finally tied a beautiful knot.

During the whole process, Princess Zhenzhen bit her lip and pinched the other party's flesh with both hands that were clinging to the dragon shadow's shoulders.

She looked at Qiao Zhao, then at Shao Mingyuan, and finally fainted.

"Your Highness!" The dragon shadow's face changed.

"Dragon Guard." Qiao Zhao shouted to him with a solemn expression, "You must send Her Royal Highness the princess back to the palace as soon as possible!" ”

The dragon shadow hugged Princess Zhenzhen tightly and looked to the side of the road.

The overloaded carriage had fallen to the ground and scattered, and the old horse and the coachman had long since disappeared, apparently the horse had fled in fright, and the coachman had chased after him.

At that moment, he was obviously very anxious, but Long Ying inexplicably flashed a thought: Miss Li's family must be very poor, what kind of broken carriage is this?

"Ride my horse." Shao Mingyuan took a white horse at some point and stuffed the reins into Long Ying's hand.

Dragon Shadow's eyes lit up.

He is the princess's personal guard, how many good horses have he seen, and the champion Hou's horse is undoubtedly a top-grade horse.

"Thanks!" Long Ying didn't care to say much, and turned over on the horse with the real princess in his arms.

The horse was very reluctant, standing still and rubbing Shao Mingyuan's hand with his horse face, full of grievances.

The young general's expression softened, he gently touched the horse's face, and coaxed in a low voice: "Feiying, come back and give you candy." ”

When the words fell, he gently patted the horse's belly, and the white horse galloped away with the dragon and shadow two.

The rain continued to fall, blurring people's vision, and soon there was no trace of the white horse.

Qiao Zhao retracted his gaze and breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as Princess Zhenzhen can rush back to the palace as soon as possible, it doesn't matter.

The spirit relaxed, and the cold rain fell on his body, Qiao Zhao felt cold at this time, and couldn't help but shiver.

"Girl-" Binglu grabbed Qiao Zhao's arm, full of distress, "You gave the hat and the cloak to the princess, what should you do?" ”

The girl has been weak since she was a child, and if she gets drenched in the rain like this, she will definitely get sick when she goes back.

"It doesn't matter." The feeling of dizziness hit, Qiao Zhao bit the tip of his tongue to regain consciousness, and comforted Binglu in a warm voice.

She reached into her purse and felt it, but the Hearthwarming Pill was gone.

There were a lot of hidden pockets in the purse, and all kinds of emergency gadgets were placed, but each of them was not much, just in case.

I can only wait until I return home to recuperate. Qiao Zhao endured the discomfort and thought.

"The carriage is falling apart, you can't hide under the tree, there is no place to shelter from the rain!" Icy Green was anxious.

"You wait." Shao Mingyuan spoke up.

Qiao Zhao couldn't help but look at him.

The young general walked up to a tree, jumped to his feet, staggered his legs on the trunk, and when he landed, his hands full of broad leaves.

He lowered his head, his slender ten fingers flew over, and he quickly made a big straw hat, raised his hand and pressed it on Qiao Zhao's head, and then lowered his eyes and continued to weave it.