Ruan Wushuang closed his eyes and felt that his body was like a kite that had lost its string and kept falling, and this feeling disappeared quickly, because Dugu Liancheng, who jumped down, hugged her.

"Ruan Wushuang. Dugu Liancheng looked at Ruan Wushuang, who had his eyes closed, and called softly. His eyes were full of panic and fear, and his voice trembled slightly, perhaps even he didn't know that his hand holding her was trembling.

Her little face was stained with some blood, and she couldn't tell if it was hers or someone else's, her forehead was sweating, her lip was bitten by pain, her beautiful purple fringed skirt was in tatters, there was an arrow stuck in her shoulder, and the wound was still bleeding.

He held her as close to the cliff as he could, to slow down the impact of the fall.

Hearing his voice, Ruan Wushuang opened her eyes with great difficulty, and she couldn't see his face clearly in the blurred curtains, but for a moment her eyelids sank as if they were weighing a thousand catties.

When she woke up, it was in a cave, and the light of the jumping fire illuminated the not very big cave at a glance, what about Dugu Liancheng? This was Ruan Wushuang's first reaction, and she remembered that he jumped down with her.

When she woke up and didn't see him, she hurriedly propped herself up and was about to go to him, but as soon as she moved, the wound on her shoulder bandaged opened again, Ruan Wushuang gasped, she didn't care about the pain, she just wanted to see that Dugu Liancheng was safe and sound.

Supporting the cave wall, Ruan Wushuang barely walked two steps, but immediately burst into a sweat, what happened, she just hurt her shoulder, how did she feel dizzy, and she was weak, could it be that the arrow was poisonous?

Dugu Liancheng just stepped into the cave and saw her supporting the cave wall with one hand, stroking her forehead with the other, as if she was extremely uncomfortable, and what was even more dazzling was the wound he bandaged for her, which seemed to be cracked again at this time, and she seemed to be very uncomfortable, so that he came in, and she hadn't found him yet.

Seeing this, Dugu Liancheng was happy but also a little angry, glad that she finally woke up, so that he didn't have to be afraid anymore, and she was angry that she woke up and made herself look like this.

"Can't you take good care of yourself as a woman?" Dugu Liancheng said angrily, but his footsteps walked towards Ruan Wushuang like a wind.

Hearing Dugu Liancheng's voice, Ruan Wushuang felt as if she had taken a panacea for a moment, nothing hurt, she raised her eyes to look at Dugu Liancheng who was walking towards her.

"Lonely City. She called out with a smile, but her pale face made her vulnerable.

Distressed and helpless, he helped her find a place to sit down, then took the herbs he had just picked, and squatted in front of her with a swing of his robe.

"Do you want to go when you wake up?" he said, carefully helping her open and open the wound as if he were afraid of hurting her.

She couldn't help but rejoice when she looked at his serious and distressed expression, his eyelashes were very long, casting a beautiful curved silhouette against the firelight, his expression was a little haggard, and he even had a cyan beard.

His robe was stained blood-red, but it didn't affect his innate glamorous elegance at all, but added a few different flavors.

"I'm afraid you'll leave me alone. Ruan Wushuang said, in fact, she was afraid that he would leave her, and when she jumped off the cliff with her, she knew that even if she died, he would not leave her.

She didn't ask her how many days she had been unconscious, she looked at his haggard face and didn't dare to ask.

Hearing this, Dugu Liancheng raised his eyes just to touch her sparkling eyes, like the wind of April and kissed the peach blossoms of April affectionately.

"It's fun for you to jump off a cliff?" said Dugu Liancheng with a smile.

The implication was that if he really would leave her, he would not jump off the cliff with her, Ruan Wushuang felt that her heart was as sweet as honey all of a sudden, and she blinked her eyes, with a fox-like sly smile in her eyes.

"Maybe you really like it."

Dugu Liancheng hooked the corners of his mouth when he heard this, and a warm smile was covered between his eyebrows, and then he gently applied the kneaded herbs to her wound.

"Hiss, pain. Ruan Wushuang frowned and said softly, her eyes were even more misty, she didn't know why she had become so delicate and hypocritical, obviously when the arrow pierced her shoulder, even if it hurt to the extreme, she could hold back and not cry out for pain, but in the face of him, she was like a different person.

I tapped. He said distressedly, and the movements of his hands were much lighter than he said. In fact, his movements were very light at first.

After the bandaging was completed, Ruan Wushuang's forehead was already covered with a layer of cold sweat, and after looking at Dugu Liancheng on his shoulder and bandaging the wound, Ruan Wushuang found that the square scarf he bandaged was somewhat familiar.

"This scarf?" Ruan Wushuang said secretly to himself, there were plum blossoms embroidered with silk threads on the scarf, as if he had seen it somewhere.

"You really can't remember?" Dugu Liancheng said as he handed the cleaned fruit to Ruan Wushuang, and he also sat down beside Ruan Wushuang, but his back was not leaning against the cave wall like Ruan Wushuang, but Ruan Wushuang didn't notice his small move.

"Huh?" Ruan Wushuang looked at Dugu Liancheng and was very puzzled, what did he remember?

Seeing her misty appearance, Dugu Liancheng couldn't help but smile bitterly, it seems that she really forgot how embarrassing it was for him to fall in love at a glance, but fortunately, in the end, she still fell in love with him.

"There was a lot of snow in Chang'an City that year, and on the birthday of the concubine, ...... in front of the palace gate" Dugu Liancheng hadn't finished speaking, Ruan Wushuang had already thought about it.

"I remember, which teenager you are sitting at the gate of the palace. Ruan Wushuang smiled in surprise, she remembered, that day she followed her mother to the palace to attend the birthday of the concubine, because the singing and dancing were too boring, she sneaked out alone, there were many palaces in the palace, almost the same in her eyes, so she got lost.

Then she saw a young man sitting in front of the palace gate, so she went over and asked him how he had walked back to the front hall, and she handed him a shortbread that he held in a square scarf, and when she wanted to ask him, his mother came to him.

"Hmm!" he smiled.

She smiled and leaned into his arms, it was so good, it turned out that she had known him for a long time. And Dugu Liancheng, who was caught off guard, was leaned on by Ruan Wushuang so hard, and his back couldn't help but rest on the cave wall.

The pain made him snort, and sensing that something was wrong, Ruan Wushuang hurriedly got up.

"Are you hurt?" she asked.

"Nope. He said with a smile on his face, and he hid it so well that even a subtle expression was flawless.

Ruan Wushuang glanced at him suspiciously, how did she think that his back was some distance away from the cave wall, didn't ordinary people naturally lean against the cave wall?

"Don't lie to me, I hate people who deceive me the most. Her expression suddenly became solemn, the experience of her previous life made her hate deception, and if he was really injured, what could he do if he didn't deal with it?

Dugu Liancheng raised his eyebrows, raised his hand to take her slightly cool little hand, and said with a smile: "It's just a little injury, it's not in the way." ”

Ruan Wushuang would listen to him, was it just a little hurt? Didn't she know that Dugu Liancheng had a muffled voice of pain, and she forcibly told her that it would not be in the way.

"I'll see if it's really out of the way. Ruan Wushuang said, his hand was withdrawn from Dugu Liancheng's hand, and he raised his hand to pick up Dugu Liancheng's clothes.

"Don't move, I'll do it myself. Dugu Liancheng hurriedly pressed her hand, she seemed to be a little emotionally unstable, and her movements were a little large, he was afraid that she would pull the wound.

Hearing this, Ruan Wushuang stopped what he was doing, and at this time Dugu Liancheng sat with his back to her, and at this moment she found that the clothes on his back had been scratched, and the exposed skin turned up flesh, and there was almost no good meat on his back, which was scarlet, but in some places it was already pus, and it was not an exaggeration to say that the flesh and blood were blurred.

"Dugu Liancheng, if I don't find out, are you planning to hide it from me?" Ruan Wushuang was so angry that his body trembled, he himself was injured like this, why did he still hide it from her? He hadn't even treated these wounds.

She raised her hand and gently stroked his back, gritting her teeth to keep herself from crying, she knew he didn't want to see her cry. Even if the eyes were sore and there were tears, they just quietly raised their hands to wipe them away.

"It doesn't hurt. He said softly with a sideways look. He didn't want her to worry, and he didn't want her to cry because of him.

"Can I hurt it?" she yelled angrily, stood up by herself, tore off the corners of her skirt, bent over and gave her the medicine to apply her wound when Dugu Liancheng came back, and kneaded it slowly.

Dugu Liancheng watched her movements, the light in his eyes gradually became clear, there was self-blame and the tenderness that he devoted his life to, he was afraid that she would be worried, but how did he know that she would rather worry about him than see him endure and not speak.

He Dugu Liancheng has experienced the death of his mother and concubine, was expelled from the frontier at a young age, even if the cold disease recurs in the ice and snow, and he is cut by the enemy on the battlefield, his eyes have never been indifferent, he thinks he has no heart, but there is always a small place because of her little warmth, he has always been a person, even if it hurts to the heartbreak, there will be no one who cares, but looking at her at this moment, his waveless eyes turned up clouds, and when the clouds were lifted, there were a few stars.