In the pouring rain, Ah Qin, who was soaked in the rain in the tattered carriage, opened his eyes and looked at the woods in front of him, a broken net was being laid on this muddy road, and Feng Yuanzhi and the group of black-clothed people were no longer there.

"Miss, Miss!"

"Miss, where are you?"

Ah Qin got up and shouted around, but there was no reply.

Ah Qin hurriedly ran out of the grove, the road was very slippery on a rainy day, Ah Qin walked, slipped and fell a few times, and when he walked to Gyeongju, he was covered in mud, Ah Qin panted and walked to the gate of Fengfu, and after conveying the message, he had fallen to the ground.

The rumbling thunder was still roaring on the broken temple, Anwar saw a broken temple in front of him from a distance, grabbed the reins and rode his horse frantically, and arrived at the gate of the temple.

Looking at Feng Yuanzhi's wide cyan sleeves stained red with blood, Anwar tore his clothes, and after tearing off a long thick cloth, Anwar gently lifted Feng Yuanzhi's wide cyan sleeves to the top of his shoulders, and bandaged the wound on Feng Yuanzhi's shoulder with a thick cloth.

After the bandaging was finished, Anwar called softly: "Wind girl, wind girl." ”

The words fell for a long time, and they were not able to respond.

Anwar touched Feng Yuanzhi's forehead with the back of his hand again, tore his clothes again, took a torn cloth out of the temple and wet it with rainwater, wrung out the water, and then brought it in and put it on Feng Yuanzhi's forehead.

Anwar looked nervously at Feng Yuanzhi's beautiful face, still elegant and unworldly, but at this time it was a little pale and haggard, and there were still a few small raindrops hanging on his long eyelashes, and the three thousand green silks were already soaked by the rain, and he reached over and gently picked up the hollow flying phoenix silver step on Feng Yuanzhi's head and gently picked it into his hand.

Anwar's eyes were fixed on Feng Yuanzhi, for fear that she would disappear in the blink of an eye, so he held Feng Yuanzhi's hand tightly with both hands, and said softly: "Miss Feng, you must be good." ”

Not long after, the cool cloth on Feng Yuanzhi's forehead warmed, and Anwar took out the cloth again to get wet, wrung out the water, and then took it back and folded it and spread it on Feng Yuanzhi's forehead.

At this time, it was raining heavily outside, the cold wind was biting, Anwar was so cold that he sneezed several times in a row, looking at the pale face of Feng Yuanzhi's soaked clothes clinging to her body, revealing a graceful neck and clearly visible collarbones, Anwar was at a pity and at a loss.

Anwar looked forward to it for a moment, reached out and gently touched the cyan ribbon on Feng Yuanzhi's slender waist, pulled it open, and the belt was about to be loosened, Anwar suddenly blushed to the root of his ear, and a fire ignited in his chest, and he hurriedly collected his thoughts, and said to himself in a panic: "No, I can't do this." ”

"But if I don't do that, what should I do?"

Anwar shook his head slightly, sat on the ground and hugged Feng Yuanzhi in his arms, held Feng Yuanzhi's hand, and said softly: "Miss Feng, are you okay when you wake up?"

The drowsy Feng Yuanzhi could vaguely feel that Anwar's warm big palm was holding his waist hard, and the other hand was gently caressing his face, the two of them were quiet, so quiet that he could faintly hear Anwar's pounding heartbeat.

After a long time, the cool cloth on Feng Yuanzhi's forehead became hot again, and Anwar took it off again, took out the outside of the broken temple door and wet it with rainwater, wrung it out and spread it on Feng Yuanzhi's forehead again.

So back and forth, Anwar was busy all night.

It was only at the end of the day that Anwar fell asleep.

The torrential rain stopped, and the sky gradually cleared, but the morning sun was not bright, and the light trapped in the dark clouds managed to escape with difficulty, and fell on the three thousand green silks scattered by the wind.

Feng Yuanzhi's dark eyes slowly opened, and her slender phoenix eyes showed a trace of confusion: Why am I here?

Feng Yuanzhi's dark eyes moved in the depths, and she slowly looked around, swept around the ruined temple, and her eyes fell on Anwar, who was lying on the ground and sleeping.

Feng Yuanzhi trembled slightly, her cheeks were suddenly dyed with two patches of red, she took a breath, looked at the wound on her arm that had been bandaged, and vaguely remembered that Anwar had a fever last night, and she was busy with a lot of work, so she struggled to sort out her chaotic thoughts, gently took off the cloak that Anwar had draped on herself, and sat up slowly.

Feng Yuanzhi walked lightly in front of Anwar and gently put on his cloak, but caught a glimpse of Anwar's arm sleeve stained with a dark red blood, Feng Yuanzhi reached out and touched it gently, and her five fingers were dyed red and fishy.

Feng Yuanzhi frowned and frowned, her beautiful eyes looked at Anwar for a long time, she sighed quietly, gritted her teeth, and slowly took off Anwar's clothes, revealing her shoulders, Feng Yuanzhi's hand trembled suddenly, and her beautiful eyes flashed a trace of surprise, only to see that the shoulder wound was very badly cracked, Feng Yuanzhi frowned, took off a very thin hairpin on her head, pulled off a few of her long hair, strung it on the hairpin, and stitched the wound on Anwar's arm back stitch by stitch.

At noon, Anwar opened his eyes slightly, turned his head, and his eyes fell on the place where Feng Yuanzhi lay down last night, only to find that she was long gone.