"Alright, don't move, let's get something to eat." Song Yanran brought the millet porridge over and fed it to the man's mouth with a spoon one bite at a time. The man's ice-blue eyes kept staring at Song Yanran.

"Why are you so badly injured?" Song Yanran asked with big curious eyes.

The man fell into a state of mind when he heard this, he was hunted down and killed by the people of the second prince, just because he had evidence in his hands that he colluded with the ministers to pervert the law for bribes. What's more, he has always been good friends with the third prince, and the second prince will naturally not let him go.

"What time is it?" The man asked suddenly, frowning.

"I found you last evening, and now it's been the night, and it rained heavily last night, no, the rain has just stopped." Song Yanran pointed to the warm sunshine outside and said.

"Oh no, they should be chasing me, I jumped into the river and was swept up here, they will surely follow the source of the water to find me. Girl, I can't leave now, you go quickly, I don't want to bother you. The man's ice-blue eyes were full of melancholy.

"I'm not leaving, don't worry, I'll go out and have a look, I'm familiar with this place." I don't know why, looking at the man's appearance at the moment, she didn't want to leave.

Song Yanran put the bamboo basket on her back and walked out of the wooden house, giving the man a reassuring smile, and the man's heart was warm at this moment. She looked around, lay on the ground and listened to the movement, and sure enough, there was the sound of horses' hooves, Song Yanran was shocked, just as the man said, the person who chased him was coming. Song Yanran thought about it again and again, it was impossible to leave now, and she hurried back to the cabin.

Song Yanran rummaged around when she arrived in the house. The man just looked at her strangely.

"Found it." Song Yanran smiled at the man with the dusty rouge in her hand. The man still didn't understand what was so funny about a box of worn-out rouge. Song Yanran helped the man to the bed.

"Take your shirt off. Easy to be recognized. Song Yanran dissolved the water into the rouge, and although the man was puzzled, he still did so. Song Yanran held the other end of the chopsticks, and painted red dots on the man's face and body, just in case, also on his neck. Some were drawn on the arms. After finishing the matter, Song Yanran hurriedly broke the man's hair and took off the hair ring that he coiled his hair on. It's just too conspicuous.

Song Yanran took out all the gauze clothes with blood, including the pillow on the bed. There is a custom here that when a person dies, the pillow on which the deceased lay down must be burned at the door. In this way, everyone will know who has pillow ashes at a glance. This family has to do white things. They came over to help.

Song Yanran watched the pile of things burn cleanly, and then she was relieved. She went back to the house and checked again, and then she was relieved to make sure there was no problem. Song Yanran found a pair of her father's shabby clothes and put them on the man. Although the man's face was now covered with red spots, it was still difficult to hide his outstanding appearance. Song Yanran had an idea, wiped the ashes from the bottom of the pot with her hands and smeared them on the man's face, making his smooth hair very messy. Only then did he nod in satisfaction.

"You can just play dead in a while." Song Yanran said to the man. The man nodded, Song Yanran's intention. He already understood, and there was more admiration for this woman in his heart.

After a while, she heard a lot of chaotic footsteps, and Song Yanran was also very nervous, she silently said in her heart: "Daddy, I'm sorry, saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter." Daddy can only be sorry for you, Daddy must live a long life. ”

"Quick, there's a log cabin over there, come and have a look." A gruff voice commanded.

"Daddy, what's wrong with you, wake up, don't leave me alone." Song Yanran immediately cried, her hands were wiping tears on her face, and the ashes at the bottom of the pot were added to tears, and Song Yanran's face was already miserable at this moment.

"There's someone inside, go in and take a look." The door was not open, and the group easily entered the cabin. The leader came in from the middle and scanned everything in the room.

"What are you going to do?" Song Yanran sat on the edge of the bed with a shrunken face, and the horror in her eyes was unobstructed.

"Little girl, don't be afraid, have you seen a seriously injured man come here." The leader has a beard on his face, and he doesn't look like a big traitor. Song Yanran shook her head, looked at the person on the bed, and cried again.

"The man in bed is your father? How did he die? ”

The leader looked at Song Yanran and asked.

"We were driven here three days ago, and they said my dad had smallpox and was contagious. It rained heavily yesterday, and my father was in unbearable pain, and his body was ulcerated, and it was gone early in the morning. Song Yanran said and grabbed the sleeve of the leader, and the exposed half of the wrist was also full of red dots. The leader quickly shook off Song Yanran's arm, and he already believed three points. No one wanted to stay in the room for a moment. The leader withdrew from the house, which was so small that it did not even have a cupboard, and it was impossible to hide people.

"You two go in and see the man's body." The leader commanded, cut off the sleeve of Song Yanran's shirt that Song Yanran had just pulled with a knife, and desperately cleaned his wrist with water, for fear of contracting some germs.

"The two of us?" The two pointed at each other, and when they saw the fierce eyes of the leader, they still went obediently.

"Don't blame, don't blame, we were also ordered to watch the appearance of the eldest brother, forgive me, and hope to forgive me." The two of them muttered, and Song Yanran almost laughed, what a coward.

One person picked up a corner of the quilt with his scabbard, and the other looked down, his dark face was full of red spots, and after seeing the two people, he immediately ran away from the cabin as if he were running for his life.

"How?" The leader asked.

"It's really an old man, his face is black, and there are a lot of red bumps on it."

"yes, yes, I still smell a fishy smell, let's go." The two men said, both wanting to leave the place quickly.

"Look at the two of you." The leader burst into tears, and the two attendants looked at each other without speaking, and couldn't help but be ashamed of the behavior of the leader just now.

"Head, do we still want to go to the mountains to chase after us." An attendant asked respectfully.

"No need, it rained so hard yesterday that it was difficult for a normal person to climb up, not to mention that the person had already been hit by multiple arrows and was seriously injured. Let's go, this time he shouldn't be alive. After the leader finished speaking, he took them away one after another, and Song Yanran couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Song Yanran walked out of the house to confirm that those people had gone away, and then went back to the house and plugged in the door. She lifted the quilt from the bed, and the man was still lying motionless. Song Yanran pushed the man twice, but there was still no movement.

"Hey, hey, everyone is gone, wake up." (To be continued......)