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There was a strange calmness in the woman's eyes, and there was also a sigh at the end of her eyes. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info this article was first published by "Qin Mo. Qin Mo...! His lips trembled, and Qin Mo could see his bluish chapped lips.

"I'm here. Murong Zhuang, don't be sad. I'm all here! "The miserable wind and rain, the dense branches covering his head, when the wind blows, all the droplets are low, but in a moment, the coat on Qin Mo's body was wet, and the hair on his forehead also dripped water.

Her hands trembled from the back of his neck to the front of his chin.

"Murong Zhuang, don't be sad, look at me, look at me!"

Hot tears flowed out of his socket wantonly, and Murong Zhuang, who raised his face at this moment, saw that his eyes were closed to the point that only a slit remained, and his pupils were no longer in focus.

For a long time, he seemed to see her clearly.

Suddenly, he straightened his upper body slightly, and pulled her closer, ten rough fingers tightly wrapped around her waist.

At that moment, the temperature of the fingers became clearer and clearer along with the force

"Why. Why...! ”

There was a muttering murmur in his voice.

Qin Mo was stunned.

Tears immediately fell.

That night, she slept in the woods with him in her arms, and she sat on the ground, letting the rain fall on her head for most of the night, her eyes glazed and empty.

And Murong Zhuang, with a calm expression, rested his head on her lap and fell asleep.

Because it was Qin Mo who soothed his previous state of mental stimulation, he could now be quiet and lie here with such peace of mind.

The next day, the carriage passed through the downtown area, and then the guards took a group of exiled prisoners to the local yamen to report, Qin Mo naturally did not go in, and watched the sun of flowers in the sky on the street, falling on the tassels of the purple and gold carriage, reflecting a little luster.

A group of people, before leaving, Murong Zhuang lay in Qin Mo's carriage, the leader of the guards originally did not follow at first, and there were no exiled prisoners who could take the carriage, but Murong Zhuang had a high fever, Qin Mo moved out of the country's law, Yanguo law, whenever a prisoner is sick or injured in exile, he should ask a doctor to see a doctor in time, if the exiled prisoner dies on the way, the guards who escort the prisoner must be punished, so the leader did not refute.

Since the middle of the night last night, Qin Mo has noticed that Murong Zhuang's whole breathing has been weak.

Touching her forehead again, the high fever was hot, she was also a doctor, don't tell her that men and women are not intimate.

When you go to the guards, they are responsible for the illness of the exiles, and if the prisoner is sick, the first thing you have to do is to notify the escort in time.

However, in the barren mountains and wilderness, it was dark again, except for a glass lamp, and when they got out of the carriage, they couldn't see their fingers, and the servants were all drenched in the rain all night, sitting on the wetland and sleeping directly against the trunk of a tree or holding a weapon, which was really fortunate.

If it weren't for the delay of the team leader, it would not have been possible to rest in the field.

None of the rhyming officers cared about it.

Qin Mo could only come by himself.

She and the two women, Lulian, were busy carrying Murong Zhuang to the carriage with all their might, and the inside of the carriage was wide enough to sit or lie down, but it could actually accommodate three people.

There is charcoal inside, and the stove is red, so the temperature is more suitable than the outside, and it is more suitable for healing.

However, there were no clothes to change, and the prisoners could only wear prison clothes, and the wet clothes were wrapped around their bodies, and in the early hours of the morning, Murong Zhuang's condition became even more serious, and his whole body trembled.

frightened Green Lotus, and also anxious Qin Mo.

Go to Bingwei again, Bingwei's face is darker than before, everyone knows that the prisoners who are exiled by the servants, especially the number one prisoner in the imperial court who is extremely unpopular with the emperor, if it weren't for Qin Mo's high-ranking status as a national teacher, he would have ignored it a long time ago.

I can't do it when I'm sick, and I can't conjure up medicinal herbs in my hands, and the nearest town shown on the map is still more than ten miles away from here, and I have to walk at least half a day, and I must arrive with the prisoner before noon.

Qin Mo had to find some herbs along the way.

In her previous life, she naturally knew some medical skills, and herbs were not difficult to find in this mountain.

Plantains, bamboo leaves, and other fever-reducing herbs can be found everywhere.

The plantain was boiled, and the consommé was given to the man in the carriage, and after an hour, the man's fever subsided slightly.

During this period, he took the medicine twice, and by the time, the man's body finally stopped trembling.

Qin Mo sat in the carriage, Green Lotus wiped Murong Zhuang's hands and face with a towel, Qin Mo carefully looked at the face of the man who was wiped clean by Green Lotus, although he was in such a situation now, he still couldn't cover the confidence and perseverance that emanated from the corners of his handsome eyebrows and eyes, in fact, he was still so young, his face was well-defined, his facial features were unusually handsome and handsome, his lips were light red, his face was pale, and the corners of his lips were slightly upturned.

A beautiful man who attracts women or fascinates them.

Murong Zhuang. Murong Zhuang.

Holding his head in his arms, one of Qin Mo's hands was gently placed on his forehead.

The carriage was filled with the scent of roses in the hot air, and her wide sleeves fell on his face, and sometimes she looked at the curtain of the carriage being swept up by the wind, and the wind swept her hair, and she slightly stretched her eyebrows.

If you said that your torture to me was love, then, today, do I repay all the love I owe you?

However, there are still three years, not too long and not short, what should we do?

Finally, after a morning of travel, the team arrived at a small town.

Qin Mo met a lot of these towns along the way, selling all kinds of things on the street, and porters and peddlers carrying burdens to sell back and forth on the street.

Those errand officials led the prisoners to the yamen to report, and Qin Mo gave money to let Lulian go to the street to buy two buns, and by the way, buy some dry food, and go to the herb shop to grab two pairs of fever-reducing medicines, and Lulian really went.

The carriage passed through the street, Qin Mo looked at the front and back of the street, and found that there were two industries under his control here, that is, two grain shops.

Qin Mo was surprised by this