Chapter 80: Luohua Valley City

Dongyue stopped Yuhuan's bleeding on the spot. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Yuhuan was very well-behaved, when he put the gun, he didn't say a word, his face was pale and sweaty like rain, biting his lip tightly, Qinghe saw that his lips were biting out blood.

Dongyue lifted his clothes, the flesh inside was a little terrifying, she took out the hemostatic medicine she was carrying and poured it on Yuhuan's body, although the blood was stopped, but the wound was still here, if it was not treated in time, I am afraid that it would not be able to escape death after all.

At this moment, the couple who had been watching from a distance walked over to Dongyue, glanced at Yuhuan who was lying on the ground, looked at him sincerely and asked, "Do you need help?" ā€

Seeing them take the initiative to come to help, Qinghe was very surprised, originally she thought that these two people would resent her, but now they came to help them, sure enough, there are still many good people in this world, at least this couple is.

Dongyue didn't know what had happened between them, so she just nodded calmly and said, "Please give us a board truck to tow people." Dongyue glanced at Yuhuan who was lying on the ground.

Although this village is suitable for staying, Yuhuan's wounds need to be stitched, so there must be professional needlework, this village is afraid that there is no thing they need, and even if there is, few people will take it out for free to save a person who has nothing to do with them, so in order not to delay time in this kind of thing, Dongyue chose to go directly to Luohua Valley City, where there are enough things, and they will definitely be able to save Yuhuan.

"This one has this, there is this." The man hurriedly said, then turned around and quickly returned to the village, and after a while, he saw the two of them pull out a cart and come out.

Seeing this, Dongyue said, "Qiao Meng took the trouble to hold Huan'er on this and put it there." ā€

Qiao Meng nodded and did so, Yuhuan was suddenly passive, the wound was torn painfully, and he snorted in a low voice, Qinghe stretched out his hand with some worry, but still didn't say anything, put it down, Qiao Meng took in Qinghe's actions, and silently put Yuhuan away.

Qinghe walked up to the couple, took out some broken silver from his arms, handed it to the two of them, and said, "I'm sorry to trouble the two of you, I don't have anything to do, I can only give you a little money." ā€

The man smiled and refused: "We don't need your money, you help us kill all these wicked people, and we will have a better life in the future." ā€

Qinghe couldn't help it.

At this time, Qiao Meng walked over after tying up the horse and said, "If you have difficulties in the future, you can go to Jing'an City." ā€

The man nodded: "Yes, thank you two." ā€

Since they are unwilling to accept money, Qinghe can't repay the favor, and he will definitely not go, so it is better to write down this affection and have the opportunity to repay it slowly in the future, so that Qinghe will not worry about it all day long.

Hearing them say this, Qing He breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, they were ordinary people fleeing in the war, if they still asked for it in this case, Qing He would not be able to accept it, so since they could compensate them, Qing He would be able to accept it gladly.

Dongyue sat on the cart and held a branch and said, "Hurry up and leave, otherwise Huan'er will die." ā€

After hearing this, Qinghe hurriedly ran to Dongyue's side to get on the cart.

Qiao Meng followed behind, his face expressionless but his eyes were slightly dim, he nodded slightly to the couple and walked to the carriage.

Qing He sat on the cart and held Yu Huan's hand tightly, Dongyue had treated the wound he had given him simply, it was no longer bleeding, there was no big danger for the time being, now he just had to wait quietly until Luohua Valley City for treatment.

Yuhuan glanced at Qinghe and smiled at the corners of his mouth: "Look at your eyes, I feel like I'm about to die." ā€

Qing He frowned when he listened: "Do you think you are very optimistic now?" If it weren't for Dongyue's timely appearance to stop the bleeding for you, you might have really died by now. ā€

Yuhuan beckoned to her, Qinghe slowly leaned down to get closer to him, but he didn't want Yuhuan to stretch out his index finger against her eyebrows, Qinghe was pushed back, Yuhuan narrowed his eyes with a smile: "Don't frown, it's not good-looking." ā€

Qing He saw that he was a patient and didn't care about him, so he rubbed his eyebrows and sat aside without speaking.

Qiao Meng looked at them, his chest was stuffy, in fact, Qiao Meng was a very introverted person, he was not like Qinghe and Yeyizhi, like or dislike, others could see it if they paid a little attention, but he was not, he hid himself very deeply, if he didn't find out carefully, others would never know that Qiao Meng liked Qinghe.

When Qinghe said that he wanted to marry him, he liked this Qinghe, but at that time he was afraid, so he didn't dare to look directly at his feelings, and then they were separated, he knew how deep his feelings for Qinghe were, and when he found her again, Qinghe seemed to be a different person, very good to everyone, but to himself, a little more indifferent, maybe the gap was too big, Qiao Meng retreated again, but his heart was still uneven.

Remember your brother Qiao Meng, Qinghe!

Luohua Valley City gradually appeared in front of him, and Dongyue drove his horse to the city tower and shouted loudly: "Soldiers, we are the people of Dayu, please open a city gate for convenience." ā€

A general on the tower looked down at them and asked, "How can you prove it?" ā€

It was difficult to ask such a question, Qinghe thought about it and suddenly remembered someone, and immediately said: "You go and call Du Heng, she recognizes me." ā€

Slippery Dongyue and Qiao Meng both looked at Qinghe in surprise, the famous female military division of Liang Guo actually recognized Qinghe.

After a while, I saw a woman standing at the head of the city, wearing a soft armor, looking towards Qinghe, she had only met Qinghe twice, and now Qinghe was wearing men's clothes, standing far away, it was really hard to recognize.

"She doesn't seem to recognize you." Dongyue said.

Qinghe wondered, and suddenly saw her raise her hand to spread her hair, her long black hair rose in the wind, and she looked up at Du Heng and said, "Don't you recognize me?" That night at the Lantern Festival, you played the piano and I danced. ā€

I saw the expression on Du Heng's face change slightly, and then laughed: "Recognize it, open the city gate to welcome them in." ā€

The city gate slowly opened, and Dongyue rode his horse towards the city.

In fact, on the day that Yu Luo married Murong Shuyue, she returned to the eighth prince Liang Danqing, and the battlefield may need her more than her relatives.

Du Heng came down to the city tower to greet him, and when Qinghe saw Du Heng coming, he jumped out of the car and walked to Du Heng's side and said: "My friend created an enemy siege and was injured, and I want to borrow a place to heal him." ā€

Du Heng glanced at Yu Huan who was lying on the cart, nodded cautiously and said, "Okay, you come with me." ā€

Then Du Heng led them to the place where the wound was treated, Du Heng gave an order, and the military doctor immediately took all the things that Dongyue wanted to use, Yuhuan was not suitable for moving now, so he directly began to stitch up his wound on the cart.

"Girl, there's not much left of the hemp boiling." The military doctor said cautiously with a bottle in his hand.

Yuhuan endured the pain and said: "It's okay, let's get it like this, I can bear it, leave this thing for the wounded soldiers." ā€

Dongyue looked at Yuhuan worriedly and said, "Huan'er, your wound is very big, can you bear it without it?" ā€

"It's fine." Yuhuan was very persistent.

I didn't expect Yuhuan to be so young but so backbone.

Qinghe looked at Yuhuan worriedly, Dongyue didn't say anything, he directly picked up the needle and thread and lifted his clothes and sewed them, bloody, Yuhuan's sore forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and finally couldn't help but scream.

Qiao Meng walked behind Qinghe and said, "Otherwise, don't look at it." ā€

Qinghe's eyes were slightly red, and he seemed to be able to feel the pain personally: "Can you make him not hurt so much." ā€

"I'm fine!" Yuhuan almost squeezed out three words from between his teeth.

Qiao Meng naturally grabbed Qinghe's wrist and said, "You go with the military doctor to treat the physical injuries first." ā€

Qinghe nodded obediently and followed Qiao Meng into the house, but fortunately, Qinghe's injuries were not very serious, just some skin injuries were slightly bandaged.

Just let a man touch Qinghe's body like this, Qiao Meng always felt uncomfortable, and when Qinghe was undressing, Qiao Meng stopped the military doctor: "You put things down, I'll treat her." ā€

The military doctor hesitated, but after thinking about it, since they came together, the woman saw that the injury was not serious, so he simply handed it over to her.

Qinghe turned around and looked at Qiao Meng and lowered his eyes slightly, "I'm sorry for you." ā€

The clothes slipped off her body, and only a belly pocket was left on her upper body, and there were many scars on her back, of different shades, and the deepest one was the wound left by him to block the sword, Qiao Meng stood behind her and looked at the wound, his heart was dull.

Qing He turned his back to him and couldn't see Qiao Meng's expression, and asked a little shyly, "What's wrong?" ā€

"Nope." Qiao Meng said and began to clean her wounds: "It's just a little surprised to see that you have so many scars on your body. ā€

"I come into contact with swords on weekdays, and I will inevitably have some scars."

Qiao Meng's hand was very light, for fear of hurting her, but it was bandaged very carefully, and his careful Qinghe could obviously feel it.

"Qinghe." Qiao Meng involuntarily shouted.

And Qinghe responded without thinking.

Neither of them noticed the change in their names.

"Stay with me in the future." Qiao Meng's fingertips gently slid over the wound on her back, which had healed: "I will definitely not let you be hurt again." ā€

Maybe it was only when there were only two of them left that Qiao Meng could say his inner thoughts so without scruples, and when there was a third person, he would never be able to say it.

Qinghe was silent, and something seemed to be jumping out of his mind.

"The Night Escape will protect me, too." Qinghe refused.

Qiao Mengxin seemed to have forgotten to beat all of a sudden, his hand stopped there, and it took a long time to take it back and say in a bitter voice: "Yes, I forgot, you are not Qinghe." ā€

I don't know why, on weekdays, he calls himself Qinghe, and she is very bored, but today, when he finally stopped saying that he was Qinghe, her heart was a little lonely, as if something had slipped out of her body, and she was uncomfortable.

Qinghe tugged at the corner of his clothes and stopped talking.

After the last wound was bandaged, Qiao Meng stood up.

Qinghe put on bloody clothes and walked off the bed, she could feel Qiao Meng's eyes falling on her body all the time, and there seemed to be a villain shouting in her heart, asking her to respond to Qiao Meng, but she didn't dare, afraid to see those affectionate eyes.

"I'll go see Yuhuan." Qinghe lowered his head and walked quickly outside.

Qiao Meng walked out after her.

Dongyue was very careful in sewing the wound for Yuhuan, but in order to avoid Yuhuan's pain for a long time, she stitched it quickly, and when Qinghe and the others came out, Dongyue had already begun to bandage Yuhuan.

Seeing Qiao Meng come out, Dongyue wiped the sweat on her head and said, "Find a place to put Huan'er down and rest, I'm afraid I won't be able to move these days." ā€

At this time, a soldier of the Liang State came over, and after a simple salute to the few of them, he said, "The military advisor ordered, take the four to rest elsewhere." ā€

"I'm tired."

There are not many rooms left in the city, but fortunately, there is still a place for them to live, Dongyue and Qinghe live together, and Qiao Meng arranges to live with Yuhuan, and some of them can live, and they are not particular.

As soon as they settled down, Du Heng brought some food.

Du Heng said: "Liang Guo and Dayu have joined forces to fight against the enemy, we are comrades-in-arms, in the future, you will be here as if you are in Dayu, don't be too polite." ā€

"Thank you." Dongyue said.

Du Heng smiled: "Then don't disturb your rest, I'll live next to you, and you can go to me if you have something." ā€

"Okay."

Du Heng came fast and left fast.

After eating, Dongyue went out to find a bamboo basket to carry on his body, Qinghe was puzzled when he saw this: "Where are you going?" ā€

Dongyue put the small shovel in his hand in the bamboo basket and said: "I'm going to pick a little herbs, the poison powder is not enough, the medicine is not enough, you can't eat and drink for nothing and take other people's things for nothing." ā€

Qinghe felt reasonable and nodded: "Yes." ā€

"I'll be back as soon as I can." With that, he jumped and flew out of the city.

Yuhuan on the bed fell asleep quietly, and Dongyue gave him a request and told them not to disturb Yuhuan to rest.

So Qinghe and Qiao Meng walked outside the house and sat down, Qinghe looked at Qiao Meng and sighed helplessly, if he stood with him like this and didn't speak, it would be a little embarrassing, so Qinghe opened the conversation box and asked, "You guys are in a hurry today." ā€

Qiao Meng nodded: "Dongyue happened to meet me on the way to Jing'an City, and told me that he saw you, so I followed him." ā€

"So how did you know I was there?" Qinghe asked, tilting his head.

"It's not that I know, it's just a guess, according to the place described by Dongyue, it happens to be in the north of Jing'an, we guess whether it will be coming towards Luohua Valley City, so we tried to go this way, and we ran into you." Qiao Meng answered her question calmly and carefully.

Qinghe nodded, I see.

It turned out that everything was already destined in the dark, so that Dongyue met Qiao Meng instead of Ye Yizhi.

Qinghe glanced at Qiao Meng, she didn't seem to have looked at his appearance carefully, but his eyebrows and eyes had already been remembered.

"You don't seem to have changed much over the years." Qinghe said.

Qiao Meng looked at Qing He in some surprise, did she remember that Qiao Meng three years ago had no change from Qiao Meng now, he looked at Qing He and said, "I'm afraid that I will become too much, you won't recognize me." ā€

This sentence is true, Qiao Meng is very afraid of the cover of time, so that he is no longer Qiao Meng of Qinghe branches, but the reality is often cruel, he maintains his original appearance, but she still forgets herself.

Qinghe smiled a little tiredly, she seemed to be doing this struggle, her expression was a little painful, she said: "Qiao Meng, if I am really what you say Qinghe, what will you do?" ā€

"No if, in my heart, you are Qinghe."

Qinghe smiled, his hand hidden in his sleeve and held it tightly: "Things are people, Qiao Meng, I am not the same person I used to be after all, why should you be obsessed." ā€

"Obsessed?" Qiao Meng looked up at the blue sky, and let out a long sigh with a slight smile: "Because Qinghe once said that I would marry her!" If I agreed, how could I break my word? ā€

Qinghe was stunned, his eyes were slightly red, but he lowered his head: "Do you want to marry her just because of a promise?" ā€

"It's not." Qiao Meng closed his eyes and seemed to be immersed in memories, the corners of his mouth were smiling, Qing He skimmed him like this, but his chest was deeply stabbed: "Because Qiao Meng also likes this Qing He!" Qiao Meng, who can marry Qinghe, is the happiest person in the world. ā€

Qinghe breathed with his mouth open, lowered his head and tears fell directly from his eyes: "I hope you can get your wish." Then he turned and walked to his room.

Qiao Meng looked at the back of her leaving, and there was a hint of melancholy in his eyes, why was his Qinghe suddenly not his.

It also gradually came, Dongyue picked a basket of herbs and came back, put it by the door, Qinghe took a shower early in the morning and changed into clean clothes Who is in bed, there are two beds in the room, exactly one for one person, it seems that the people of Liang Country are very good at living, since the house is poor, but I want all the soldiers to live, then it is good to build a few more beds in the room.

Qinghe raised his head from the bed and glanced at Dongyue and said, "I've left you with food, on the table, wash it and rest early." ā€

Dongyue nodded, moved her muscles and bones, sat down at the table and ate, and got up early tomorrow to refine medicine.

Qiao Meng had just fallen asleep, but Yuhuan woke up in his sleep, turned his head and saw Qiao Meng and asked, "What time is it?" ā€

"Whisk." Qiao Meng said.

It was the first time he had been alone with someone from Naturalization Mountain, and Qiao Meng would never have thought that he would one day tolerate Yu Shihuan's disciple so much.

"It's time." Yuhuan looked at the roof with his eyes open.

Qiao Meng looked at him, his brows were tightly knit and thoughtful, and after a while, he moved the stool to Yuhuan's bed and sat down, Yuhuan turned his head to look at him: "What's the matter?" ā€

"The illusion of sealing memories, you will." Qiao Meng still couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, whose memories do you want me to help you seal?"

"It's not." Qiao Meng shook his head: "I want you to help unseal a person's memory." ā€

Yuhuan instantly understood, and then laughed: "Who are you Qinghe." ā€

"Exactly." Qiao Meng Zhengse said.

"When I was in Dayu, I had already started to unseal her memories, and when I calculated the time, she should be able to remember almost everything." Yuhuan said calmly, but it stirred up a thousand waves in Qiao Meng's heart.

If he said so, the current Qinghe already remembered him, Qiao Meng couldn't believe it.

He went back to the bed and lay down, and thought carefully about Qinghe's performance today, no wonder she would say those words, no wonder she would behave so weirdly, it turned out that she had already remembered, but why didn't she say it, why didn't she tell Qiao Meng.

Was she still hesitating about something?

Hesitant to stay at night?