Looking at the scar on Zhao Shuo's back that was more than half a foot long lying on the bed and sleeping soundly, he gasped, and as for the few tooth marks and scars on his shoulder, he chose to ignore it directly, he didn't bleed and died.

Yang Qianqian cried while gently wiping the stains on Zhao Shuo's back, when she was hanging in Brother Shuo's arms, his wounds would burst out of bright red blood from time to time, although she was very careful, she would sometimes touch his wounds, although he didn't say it, but she knew that his wounds must be very painful.

She remembered that that night, Brother Shuo, who was covered in blood, took her out of the broken temple until finally Brother Shuo passed out, pressing Brother Shuo's wound that kept bleeding, she wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry, she was afraid that her crying would attract other people, she was not afraid of bad people, she was afraid that Brother Shuo would not be taken care of, she was afraid that Brother Shuo would not wake up again, until late at night on the third day, Brother Shuo finally woke up, but Brother Shuo who woke up didn't even have the strength to speak and move his fingers, and on the fourth day, Brother Shuo smiled and spoke, those words seemed to waste all the strength of Brother Shuo，

"Don't cry, if you cry again, your eyes will be blind to crying, God will not accept my life so easily, I said that sending you home will send you back safely, even if I die, I will die after watching you step into the house."

She found that she suddenly didn't want to go home, so that she could follow Brother Shuo all the time, even if Brother Shuo found his fiancée, she was willing to follow, as long as she could stay by Brother Shuo's side, as long as Brother Shuo was happy, she would be satisfied.

After applying gold sore medicine to Zhao Shuo's wound, Yang Qianqian did not go back, but began to trim Zhao Shuo's nails, from hands to feet, and wiped them with a moist cotton towel after trimming, and after all this, she sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Zhao Shuo quietly for half an hour before carefully and reluctantly leaving.

The next morning

"What time is it?" Zhao Shuo, who was awakened by urine, opened his eyes and looked at Yang Qianqian, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, and asked.

"It's 9-11 o'clock." After speaking, he shouted to the door: "Chun Tao, hurry up and let someone bring breakfast and hot water." ”

Zhao Shuo, who quickly put on a pair of cloth shoes and didn't even wear clothes, ran towards the thatched house like a sprint.

"Brother Shuo, why are you going, you haven't got your clothes on?"

"I can't wait, I'm in a hurry."

Hearing the sound from outside the door, Yang Qianqian, who was holding a long robe in both hands, smiled, isn't it okay in the room, and no one else has to run so far.

"Qianqian, did that person say when he will send you back to Jingshi?" Zhao Shuo, who returned to the room, washed his hands and took the handkerchief handed by Yang Qianqian.

"Wait, we'll go back when you're healed." Yang Qianqian took the toothbrush and dipped it in tooth powder, and then handed it to Zhao Shuo.

Zhao Shuo took the pig's hair toothbrush and thought while brushing his teeth: Runing's porridge shack will definitely attract more victims, and Qianqian's body is very weak, so she can rest for a few days to let her take care of her body so as not to be unbearable.

"I've been fine for a long time, but you're too weak, let's leave the day after tomorrow after a few days, Qianqian, you let someone tell them today, get a carriage and a coachman to send us to Beijing."

"Well, listen to you." Yang Qianqian replied in a low voice.

Zhao Shuo, who washed his warm face, felt extremely refreshed, and Yang Qianqian waited for Zhao Shuo to put on his clothes.

"That, I'll guide me how to wear it later, next time I'll come by myself, you're also a daughter...... " Zhao Shuo was a little embarrassed, this thing is a bit complicated, and the vest I have been wearing in front of me is the first time I have worn it.

"Brother Shuo can not even want his life for me, what's wrong with me serving Brother Shuo, and I like to serve Brother Shuo." The more Yang Qianqian spoke, the lower her voice became, so low that Zhao Shuo didn't know what she said later.

"It's up to me, it's not negotiable." Zhao Shuo frowned slightly, in the past, it was a last resort, but now she has to consider her reputation, under feudal etiquette, she can force a person to commit suicide, and she can also let her biological parents kill her daughter with her own hands, not to mention that his grandfather is still the first assistant political enemy, and the consequences of personal attacks are quite serious.

"Oh!" Yang Qianqian was aggrieved, but she didn't dare to refute it, so she had to respond.

"Eh, this bun filling~" Forget it, it's good to have to eat, "vomit~"

"Brother Shuo, Brother Shuo, what's wrong with you, is there something uncomfortable about you?" Before he could ask what was wrong with the stuffing, Zhao Shuo suddenly vomited, making Yang Qianqian's face pale in fright, "Chun Tao, go and ask a doctor to come over." ”

"Yes."

"No, no, I just can't smell the smell of green onions in the bun filling, I've been like this since I was a child." Zhao Shuo, who had recovered, hurriedly said.

"Ah~" Yang Qianqian's mouth opened slightly, a little incredulous.

"Isn't this afraid of waste, I thought I could finish this bun." Zhao Shuo rinsed his mouth and rubbed his stomach.

I don't eat food with green onion stuffing anymore, I'm sick to death. (The author just can't eat, eat once and vomit once, I remember when I was in high school, I was in a female classmate, her mother filled me with a big bowl of dumplings, I was in tears at the time, and I was embarrassed to speak, my mouth was full of dumplings and then took the opportunity to vomit into my pocket, and I actually hid it.) ）

"Why force yourself, don't eat if you can't eat." Yang Qianqian pouted and said, while motioning to the maid to take the bun away.

"We almost didn't eat soil, don't forget the scars, forget the pain, food is hard-won, you can't waste it, you know." Zhao Shuo originally wanted to take a picture of Yang Qianqian's parents, but his hand reached into the air and hung down to pick up the steamed buns.

Yang Qianqian closed her eyes and was ready to be photographed, but she didn't wait for a long time, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Zhao Shuo drinking porridge, Yang Qianqian pouted and pulled Zhao Shuo's other hand to pat it on her forehead, and smiled mischievously.

"Hehe, what Brother Shuo said makes sense, Qianqian knows that she is wrong."

...... "Can you be naughty more?" Sure enough, when people are familiar with each other, their original form is revealed.

"By the way, a doctor will come over to check your pulse for Brother Shuo."

"What about you? Has the doctor seen it? ”

"After reading it, the doctor said that I was fine, and he had prescribed me a warm supplement."

"Well, it's fine." These people are really good at doing things, originally today Zhao Shuo was going to take her to a doctor to see if her body would leave any hidden dangers or something.

"Brother Shuo, you can't eat the stuffing with green onions, what else don't you eat? What are your favorite foods? ”

"It seems to be gone." Zhao Shuo thought for a while, "There is still Houttuynia cordata that I don't eat, as for the favorite, it seems that even I haven't paid attention to myself, if it doesn't suit your appetite, eat less and eat more if it suits your appetite, have you ever eaten Houttuynia cordata?" ”

"I've never heard of it." Yang Qianqian has completely put Houttuynia cordata into the blacklist in her heart.

"Some people like this thing, some people can't stand it, the first time I ate it was with friends in Guizhou, and I still sat ......" Zhao Shuo silently closed his mouth.

"What are you sitting on?" Yang Qianqian was holding her chin with her hands and was ready to listen to Zhao Shuo tell her past story, but Zhao Shuo was the same as before, and she shut up halfway through the conversation.

"Hmph, anticlimactic, Brother Shuo does this every time."

Eunuch, can I be blamed for this? I can only blame the fact that there are too few recommendation votes.