After several searches, he found a small bag of millet in the cave, and even a little dried meat, which made Cui Wenqing overjoyed.

He picked out a clay pot, took it outside, wiped it clean with snow, and filled it with snow and walked back quickly, fell on the campfire and boiled.

Soon, the snow in the pot melted, and a trace of heat came out, and the sound was non-stop.

Cui Wenqing threw the millet and dried meat in the bag into the pot like a hodgepodge, and then squatted on the ground and looked at the boiling kettle in a daze.

After a while, the porridge was boiled, and the fragrance began to permeate, which also made Cui Wenqing, who was tired and hungry, feel like he wanted to drink the porridge immediately.

However, the porridge was too hot, and he could only drink the porridge quickly, so Cui Wenqing took the clay pot out of the hole and put it in the snow to cool it, and soon, the temperature of the porridge dropped.

Back in the cave, Ning Zhen was still lying on the ground with her beautiful eyes closed and motionless, and she didn't wake up at all, but Cui Wenqing of Chiguoguo still felt a little embarrassed, and hurriedly took off the pants that had been dried up, and put on the right to cover up her ugliness.

After that, he sat cross-legged on the hay and drank the porridge in large gulps, only to feel that his cold body gradually regained its temperature, and the hunger in his stomach also disappeared.

Just half-drunk, Cui Wenqing stopped unconsciously, looked at Ning Zhen and said to himself: "Saving someone's life is better than building a seventh-level, you can't see death without saving it." ”

With that, he stood up, walked over and put his arm around Ning Zhen's shoulder, and then sat down, letting her head pillow rest in the crook of his arm.

After that, Cui Wenqing picked up the clay pot and put the edge of the clay pot to Ning Zhen's Zhu lips, but the little girl was motionless, unaware of the food brought to her mouth.

"What a nuisance!"

Seeing this, Cui Wenqing couldn't help muttering, so she had to free up her hand to pry her mouth open first, and then she carried the clay pot to send the porridge.

Ning Zhen quickly gained some consciousness, and instinctively swallowed heavily, and by the time she finished drinking a bowl of hot porridge, there was already a little fine sweat on her forehead, and a trace of redness appeared on her cheeks.

However, it was a pity that she was still wearing that set of wet clothes, and her whole body was as cold as ice, so that Cui Wenqing, who was holding her, couldn't help but shiver.

I touched her forehead again, but it was so hot that this girl was already feverish.

In ancient times when medical conditions were extremely poor, a high fever was enough to take a person's life, not to mention that now they are hiding in a cave, lacking medicine and food, even if Ning Zhen's physique is good, I am afraid that she will not be able to defeat such a fierce disease, and she is also suffering from internal injuries, this little girl is afraid that it will not be easy to survive.

Thinking of this, Cui Wenqing sighed secretly, but fell into a dilemma again.

The most important thing now is that she must immediately change into a dry dress in order to have any hope of survival.

However, if he were to change his clothes, wouldn't the two of them be ......

Thinking of this, Cui Wenqing felt embarrassed, after several hesitations but still couldn't make up his mind, stood up alone and paced back and forth in the cave for a few laps, then stood still and muttered: "If you let her die, you really can't do it, even if she wants to hate me and blame me in the future, I believe she will understand my helplessness." ”

After that, Cui Wenqing sighed, turned his head to look at Ning Zhen who was lying motionless on the ground, and said with a wry smile: "Dudu Niang, I am sorry for you today." ”

As soon as the words fell, he walked up quickly, began to untie Ning Zhen's wide clothes, and changed into his set of clothes that had been dried.

After finally changing it, Cui Wenqing's face was red and his ears were hot, his forehead was sweaty, and his breathing was heavy and panting like a bellows.

After all, this life is an untrained first brother, and it is common for him to have a heart, and it seems that he should have a relationship with Zhezhao as soon as possible.

Shaking his head and smiling bitterly, Cui Wenqing hung Ning Zhen's wet black clothes on the bonfire and roasted them, thought about it and came out of the cave again, peeling a few pieces of bark on the willow tree outside, as if boiling in a clay pot.

Willow bark is rich in salicylic acid, a compound similar to aspirin and is considered a natural antipyretic, and when consumed in moderation, it is a miracle for treating colds and fevers.

I hope Ning Zhen can adapt to the medicinal properties, otherwise he is really helpless.

When everything was done, it was already dusk outside, and the light snow that had been falling for a whole day had finally stopped, and a few bright sunsets appeared in the western sky, but unfortunately, it appeared a little late.

On this day, it was another cliff jumping to escape, swimming in the river, and running in the snow, Cui Wenqing was already exhausted, yawned lazily, and fell asleep dimly by the campfire.

In the middle of the night, the bonfire was as warm as spring, Ning Zhen sighed, and gradually showed signs of waking up.

Her slender eyelashes blinked, and a pair of eyes opened, and she looked around blankly, only to see that this was a cave that had never been before, and not far from her, there was a bunch of dancing bonfires.

"What's going on? How do I get here? ”

Ning Zhen was dizzy and unconscious, she only remembered that Wang Daoping's traitor forced her to jump off a cliff to survive, and finally she tried all her strength to survive, but unfortunately she and Cui Wenqing fell into the cold and biting river, and since then, Ning Zhen has no memory and perception of what happened.

"Yes, what about Cui Wenqing? Where did it go? ”

Ning Zhen gradually regained a little clarity in her mind, raised her eyes and looked around, only to find a hazy shadow lying on the opposite side of the bonfire, which was not appropriate to see under the dazzling firelight.

Ning Zhen knew that it was mostly Cui Wenqing, so she hurriedly walked to take a look, but when she just glanced at it, a pair of beautiful eyes suddenly widened, revealing a shocked and inexplicable color, and the two red halos also appeared on her cheeks like a sunset.

At this time, Cui Wenqing, probably because of the cold, was lying on his side slightly with his hands on his chest, as if he wanted to get closer to the bonfire, and Zhou was almost red up and down, wearing a pair of small pants that were both close-fitting and thin, and his whole body was clearly presented in front of Ning Zhen's eyes.

After being stunned for a while, Ning Zhen, who had been stunned, suddenly came back to her senses, took a few steps back in a panic, and put her back straight to Yanbi to stop, her heart was beating rapidly like a battle drum, and her breathing couldn't help but be short.

"This Cui Wenqing, why doesn't he wear clothes? Is he dressed like this when he sleeps? ”

Thinking of this, Ning Zhen was ashamed and indignant.

I thought that she had been Bingqing Yujie for eighteen years, but I didn't expect to see such a scene unintentionally today, although Cui Wenqing was still asleep, but how could she be embarrassed in the future!

At the moment of unspeakable discomfort, Ning Zhen suddenly saw the black clothes drying on the bonfire again, which seemed to be faintly familiar, as if the set she was wearing, the whole person was like being struck by a lightning bolt on the top of her head, and she was stunned in an instant.

(End of chapter)