Because of the cold poison in his body, his face has always been as white as cold jade, and at this moment he is washed by the heavy rain, and his smile looks exceptionally clean. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Qiao Zhao nodded lightly: "Okay." ”

Shao Mingyuan was in front and Qiao Zhao was behind, and the two entered the cave together.

The cave is dry, and the further you go, the more open it becomes, and when you get to the innermost point, you don't have to bend down and bow your head.

Shao Mingyuan sat down against the mountain wall, because he was soaked up and down, and the water flowed down his hair and clothes, and soon accumulated into a small puddle where he was sitting.

The cave was dimly lit, and the two could only faintly see each other's silhouettes.

"General Shao, you have to take off your wet clothes." Qiao Zhao could feel that Shao Mingyuan couldn't hold it anymore.

Shao Mingyuan closed his eyes and didn't speak, and it took a while before he reluctantly opened them, and said softly, "No need." Miss Li, you put your hand over. ”

Qiao Zhao didn't understand what he meant, so he did as he said.

Shao Mingyuan directly shook Qiao Zhao's hand.

"General Shao?" Qiao Zhao was taken aback.

In the dark, Shao Mingyuan held Qiao Zhao's hand tightly, Qiao Zhao couldn't see his expression clearly, and only heard the man's voice sound in a low voice: "Miss Li, I want to sleep." ”

Qiao Zhao lowered his eyes.

Do you want to hold someone's hand when you sleep?

"It's raining outside, don't go out."

Shao Mingyuan didn't speak again after that, the two were obviously so close, and the cave was so quiet, Qiao Zhao couldn't even hear his breathing.

That's when she understood what he meant.

Afraid that she would go out in the rain to collect medicine while he was sleeping?

She really meant this, because if she couldn't find the right herb, the person in front of her would be hopeless!

This idiot......

Qiao Zhao gently pulled her hand back, but the person who was originally silent suddenly clenched her hand.

"General Shao—"

The other party did not respond, but his hand never let go, as if instinctively.

That hand was as hot as a soldering iron, and Qiao Zhao sighed in his heart, and raised his other hand to cover his cheek.

Uh, it's too dark, it's in the wrong place.

She moved her hand up to the other's forehead, and the astonishing heat made her hand tremble.

"General Shao, General Shao, wake up."

There was no sound on the other side.

Qiao Zhao's heart sank, and he went to pull the hand that was held by Shao Mingyuan, but that hand was held tighter.

At this moment, Qiao Zhao suddenly felt that his heart was lightly touched.

How strong this person's willpower is, even if he falls into a coma, he still remembers to hold her hand.

"Shao Mingyuan, if you let go, I promise not to go out." Qiao Zhao said softly.

It was getting darker and darker in the cave, and she couldn't see him at all.

The hand that was held still didn't let go, and the man shook his head slightly, and his cheek rubbed against the back of Qiao Zhao's hand.

"Cold—"

In the dark, this gentle "cold" sound was like a small feather that fell on Qiao Zhao's heart.

She sighed, pulled her hand hard, and reached for his clothes.

With a cold poison attack, and wearing wet clothes, he was really going to die.

Maybe it was because his physical condition was extremely bad, but this time, Shao Mingyuan didn't react in any way.

Qiao Zhaomo took off his shirt, his hand moved down to his waist, hesitated for a moment, and then firmed his expression.

After a lot of effort, he finally took off his wet clothes, Qiao Zhao walked in one direction in the dark with the vague sight he saw when he first came in, and his feet tentatively kicked back and forth, and finally kicked something, making a slight noise in the dark.

It was a pile of straw that could be seen faintly when there was still a glimmer of light in the cave.

Qiao Zhao bent down and fumbled to pick up the straw, slightly relieved.

The straw was dry, so it would keep him warm.

Qiao Zhao held the straw and returned cautiously, touching the other party's body under his feet, squatting down and covering him with the straw.

The touch of her fingertips on the man's body made her face a little hot, but she still did it methodically, and then walked out of the cave without looking back.

The rain was still falling, the mountain wind was cold, Qiao Zhao couldn't help but shiver, and stepped into the rain curtain.

The grass and trees at the bottom of the valley are lush, and there is no shortage of herbs, but because it is already dark and raining, it is difficult to tell the difference, Qiao Zhao buried his head in searching for a long time, and finally found what he needed.

She held a handful of herbs with rhizomes as red as bamboo tubes, smiled happily, raised her hand and wiped a handful of rainwater and walked quickly to the cave.

Qiao Zhao immediately broke out in a cold sweat, bent down in pain, and slowed down for a while before standing up again, limping in.

It was still dark in the cave, and it was frighteningly quiet.

Qiao Zhao gently stomped his foot and shook off the rain on his body, and endured the sharp pain from his ankle and walked inside.

"Shao Mingyuan—" She squatted down and groped to hold Shao Mingyuan's hand.

His hands were large and rough, and his fingertips were even more bumpy from the injury, and they were hotter than when she left.

The heat is in the skin, the cold is in the bone marrow, this is the cold poison has been uncontrolled.

It seemed to feel the temperature of Qiao Zhao's fingers, and the big hand moved unconsciously, but he no longer had the strength to hold her.

Qiao Zhao suddenly felt sad, stepped back so as not to wet the straw with his soaked clothes, and gently broke the bamboo tube-shaped herbs from his knuckles, and suddenly crystal juice came out.

Qiao Zhao couldn't see it, so he could only test it with his fingertips, and then handed the herb to Shao Mingyuan's mouth: "Shao Mingyuan, take the medicine." ”

No one responded.

The herbal juice poured out, and then flowed out along the corners of his mouth, and flowed Qiao Zhao's hand.

Qiao Zhao was stunned, threw away this half of the herb, poured the juice from the other half of the herb into his mouth, and then firmly pressed it to his lips.

She still can't believe that she can't feed it!

Unlike the heat all over his body, his lips were cold, not even soft.

After a long time, Qiao Zhao raised his head, gently wiped the corners of his mouth, found Shao Mingyuan's clothes in the dark, limped to the other side, wrung them out and spread them, and then began to take off the wet clothes on his body.

Even though she knew that the man was asleep, and that she couldn't see anything even if she was awake in such an environment, the shyness of the woman's nature made her fingers tremble.

Shao Mingyuan is right, survival is the most important thing.

Qiao Zhao walked back slowly, sat down next to Shao Mingyuan, and stretched out his hand from time to time to confirm his status.

It was already night, even though it was the height of summer, but it was raining outside, and in such a place, Qiao Zhao, who had no clothes to cover his body, still felt cold, and the stone wall against his back was even colder and harder.

She curled up and sighed.

It's just night, and it doesn't know if Shao Mingyuan can survive it, and she can't go out to collect medicine because of her foot injury, everything can only be done by heaven's will.

What a hard night it must have been!

"Shao Mingyuan, don't be defeated by cold poison, otherwise, the two of us will really die here together." Qiao Zhao muttered.