This woman's name is Huang Wanwan, and she has just passed this year. Because he didn't want to marry a very old concubine, he fled behind his family's back. After several rounds, they finally arrived on this ship. She, like any other woman, was crammed into a tiny corner.

Because she is beautiful, when she first gets on the boat, someone will come to tease her from time to time. Later, after the human teeth put soft tendons in their meals, they couldn't do anything except barely walk, this kind of. The disturbance stopped. But the wolf-like gaze and the occasional whistle made her squeezed out of the way by the women, and she shrank into a small vent.

On the tenth day of the voyage, there was one more person under the vent, a boy who looked to be only fourteen or fifteen years old. When he was carried up, he was soaking wet, almost out of breath, and there were still blood stains on his chest that had been washed by the water.

Because no one wanted to be with a dying man, he was kicked by this man, pushed by that man, and eventually reached the bottom of the vent.

Huang Wanwan looked at this boy, his face was pale, but his facial features were angular. Even if she was unconscious, there was a different kind of charm on her face, which made her a little curious. It was this curiosity that made her not push the boy away, and kindly gave him some soup.

"Shhhh ”

"Hahaha...... Little lady, you see that kid is half dead, it's better to follow me as soon as possible. When you get to the place, you can still protect you! ”

These people were drugged, they couldn't move their hands and feet, but their mouths refused to be idle.

Huang Wanwan didn't care about this, and fed the person soup by herself. There was nothing else she could do to help him.

"Who are you? How did it get hurt? But you have to hold on......" When she was empty, she leaned on the bulkhead and looked at him, silently thinking about her thoughts.

By the next day, the boy's clothes were dry, but he had developed a high fever. Huang Wanwan tried to beg the food delivery person to bring some medicine, but was refused.

"You can only rely on yourself, come on!" Huang Wanwan looked at the boy's increasingly pale face, and was secretly anxious. It's just that she can't protect herself, and she can't help him more.

However, there was a middle-aged man, I don't know if he had compassion, and gave Huang Wanwan the wine in a small wine jug that he carried with him: "Use this to wipe him, maybe it will be useful." ”

"Huh?" When Huang Wanwan heard this, her face immediately burned red, "Why don't you ...... Uncle, it's still you ......"

The man ignored her embarrassment, and disappeared into the crowd again. Huang Wanwan had no choice but to face those ill-intentioned eyes, took out a handkerchief, poured some wine, and wiped the boy's forehead and palms. As for other places, she didn't dare to touch them.

However, a purse with a good fragrance on Qianmo's waist aroused her curiosity, she picked up the purse and took a closer look: "It's ugly, it smells good." ”

"Huh?" When Huang Wanwan put down her purse, her hand couldn't help but touch a protruding thing on the inside of the boy's waist. She turned her head to look around and saw that no one was paying attention to her anymore.

She turned slightly to block the view of others, quickly reached into the boy's clothes, and then grabbed the contents of his clothes in her hands and stuffed them into her cuffs. Then she pretended to be casual and continued to wipe him, but the action was a little absent-minded.

It wasn't until night fell, and everyone in the cabin was already asleep, that she took out the thing and looked through the little moonlight that was leaking in through the vents.

"What is this?" Huang Wanwan couldn't help frowning when she looked at the things in her hand, when she first touched her hand, she thought it was a silver ingot, maybe she could buy the guards to sneak her away. But when she took it out and looked at it, she found that it was a fruit.

This fruit is the fruit of the mountain turtle that Qian Mo picked on the mountain cliff, but at this time, it is no longer as shining as it grows on the mountain turtle, but just like an ordinary mountain turtle fruit, only with a faint red.

"A fruit is a treasure!" Huang Wanwan snorted angrily, but she didn't throw it away, in this place where you can't eat enough, anything that can fill your stomach is good, although it is only a small one.

She didn't know about medicinal herbs, so she had never seen this kind of fruit. If she knew this fruit, she could find that it was significantly different from the mountain turtle fruit, which was usually only the size of a mung bean, and it was much larger.

"Forget it, since you're so precious, I'll give it to you." Huang Wanwan said and broke the fruit into four small pieces and stuffed it into Qian Mo's mouth little by little.

This dying boy is Qian Mo who fell off the cliff. He didn't have the good fortune of the Scarlet Moon, and when he fell, he first fell on the reef and then into the sea. If he hadn't mustered up all his strength to resist the impact at the critical moment, maybe he would have been crushed into meat sauce.

But even so, he suffered serious internal injuries. And because I soaked in water for too long, I started a high fever. He was lying in the cabin at this time, still somewhat conscious. But that little bit of latent consciousness can only be maintained by his strong willpower and attachment to Qian Scarlet Moon.

Qianmo felt like he was floating on the sea, his whole body was shaking, even his soul was shaking, and it seemed that he was going to leave his body and float away in the next moment. He felt that his head was so heavy, he was very tired and tired, and he wanted to sleep.

"I can't sleep, I can't sleep...... I can't see the moon when I fall asleep......" A faint fragrance wafted in, making him regain a trace of clarity.

As he was trying to open his eyes and think more, a warm thing was stuffed into his mouth, with a little sweet taste. His mouth was thirsty, and he swallowed subconsciously. This was followed by the second and third bites.

By the time the fourth bite was put in his mouth, he didn't want to eat it. Because his inner house was already burning like a fire, he even felt that he might turn to ashes in the next second. But it was the heat that rushed out of his chest that made him swallow the last fruit in one gulp.

"Ahem, cough, cough......" Qian Mo coughed violently, not because he was choking, but because he felt that his throat was burning like fire, full of heat. His consciousness had completely fallen into his body, but now his whole body was so hot that he couldn't move.

He had already thought of what he had just eaten, which should be the fruit of the mountain turtle. What Xiaohuo likes, I'm afraid the fire attribute is unusually high.

Who is it? Who ate this for themselves? Yue'er, is that you?