I don't know how long I fell asleep, and the confused girl woke up suddenly, not as if there was a sound, but really with a sound!

It couldn't be that the beasts of the mountains smelled people and broke in?

Thinking about it carefully, Jiang Yao was in a cold sweat, put on a coat and tiptoed out.

As soon as he walked to the door of the inner room, a cold wind poured in along the crack in the door, blowing Jiang Yao's spine.

The door to the outer room was closed, so it stands to reason that there shouldn't be such a strong wind, so it couldn't be a wild beast that broke open the door and wandered around the hall, right?

Beasts are such a thing, you don't listen to people's fools, even if you have a three-inch tongue, you can't shake it in the slightest, only force can restrain it, and as for force, it happens to be what Jiang Yao lacks.

Thinking wildly, Jiang Yao hurriedly pulled a table and chair to block it, the third brother died under the tiger's mouth in her previous life, she couldn't be buried in the belly of a beast before she entered Beijing!

Outside the door, the girl in the door trembled, pulled the table and chairs, not to mention, people were still sitting on the table blocking the door.

I don't know how long it took, Jiang Yao sat on the table with her arms and knees crossed, so sleepy that she couldn't sit still, and there was still no movement outside the door.

The girl half-squinted, her head fell to one side, but she suddenly woke up when she was about to fall.

"Ahh Jiang Yao let out a low breath and rubbed her eyes.

It's too sleepy, some can't hold on, and there's no movement outside, or just take a look, and when she sees that there are no beasts, she goes to sleep in peace.

Jiang Yao yawned and fell to the ground, lightly moved the table and chair away, put her bare hand on the doorknob, closed her eyes slightly, and mustered up the courage to gently pull the door bolt and look out.

The door of the hall was open, and through the crack in the door she could see the snow in the courtyard, and the whole hall was empty, and she became bold, and the door changed from a crack to a wide open.

It turned out that there were no wild beasts, which made her worry in the middle of the night.

Jiang Yao stepped out of the inner room door with his front foot, and his back foot froze.

How can a person lie on the ground?

I can't see who it is when I head down, but I can vaguely see through the moonlight that the clothes are either rich or expensive, and the voice before can't be made by him, right?

Thinking of this, Jiang Yao walked over quickly, squatted down and looked at it by the moonlight.

Rao is moonlight is not very bright, Jiang Yao is a little vigilant, he didn't dare to go too far ahead, and he recognized the man's clothes at a glance, not for anything else, just because the king of Xiangjun in his previous life only wore this kind of fabric from beginning to end, which was the floating brocade of the feudal kingdom's tribute!

King Xiangjun has always only worn crimson, but this man is wearing a dark blue!

His Majesty Fuguangjin rarely rewards, most of them are divided up by the ladies of the harem as soon as they pay tribute, and the nephew of King Xiangjun alone is loved, and His Majesty will leave the crimson one to him every year!

As for the blue ......, a warm face suddenly appeared in Jiang Yao's brain, was it him? Second prince?

Thinking of this, she took two steps closer and pulled the man's body hard, trying to turn the man over.

Not to mention that it is really not an ordinary Shen, Jiang Yao used all her strength, and only turned the person over half, but she was behind the man, and with the light on her back, she couldn't see the man's face at all.

It's really sinking! "Dead and sinking!" Jiang Yao scolded his abdomen, but he couldn't turn it over, but fine beads of sweat were already on his forehead.

She took a deep breath, pondering, and turned the person over to see what was going on, but it was her inhalation that caught a glimpse of a ghostly sword on the side.

This...... Be...... Junxi!

Jiang Yao was shocked and incredulous, and his eyes moved back to the man in front of him, this person was ...... King Xiangjun?!

The sword of the king of Xiangjun is cast of fine iron, named Jun Xi, and there is a dagger of the same style, called Mu Xi, taken from the words and phrases in the Four Books and Five Classics.

Jiang Yao's heart was clenched, and he didn't know where the strength came from, so he turned the king of Xiangjun over.

Rao is heart had already guessed that when he saw that pale face, Jiang Yao's heart was still stabbed fiercely, and countless questions lingered in his heart.

How could he be in this barren mountain and wilderness? Who hurt him? What about cold wind? Where did the cold wind go, why didn't he protect him?

After a while, the resentment in Jiang Yao's heart swelled up, squeezing Na Laoshizi's worries into the corner, she stood up, kicked on the shoulder of King Xiangjun, and snorted coldly, "Just die like this, it's really cheap for you!" ”

King Xiangjun didn't even say a word, lying quietly on the ground, Jiang Yao kicked again, and scolded, "Still pretending to be dead?" Just freeze to death right here! ”

After saying that, she turned around and entered the house, and locked the door with great movement, I don't know if she was convincing herself, or if she was thinking so in her heart, until she got into bed and entered the bed, Jiang Yao was still muttering, "It's better to even the corpse is eaten by the beast!" ”

It's just that for some reason, she was obviously sleepy, she lay in bed for a long time, and she couldn't sleep.

The northwest wind was still roaring, Jiang Yao got up irritably, after all, this is his territory, he occupies his territory, it is not good to see death and not save him, he really let him freeze to death outside.

With a suitable reason, Jiang Yao put on her shoes and went to the ground again.

The king of Xiangjun at the door still maintained a suitable posture, and in this cold day, it is estimated that he has no strength to curl up.

Jiang Yao secretly scolded for being unlucky, and went over to help the person up.

She has been walking on a horse these days, and she used to go up the mountain to hunt and chop firewood to save some strength, but this strength is not enough to help an adult man up, but somehow, Jiang Yao just helped people up.

As soon as my hand touched my waist, a wet and sticky touch came from my fingers.

After entering the house and putting the person on the bed, Jiang Yao had the strength to look at his hand, and the hand that was holding the waist of King Xiangjun was already dyed with a dazzling red.

It's blood! He's hurt? The wound is in the waist! She's so stupid, if it's good, how could he fall out of the door!

Jiang Yao's hand was one step faster than his brain, and before the remorse rose, the two little hands were already familiar with the clothes of King Xiangjun.

Naturally, there was no blood in the dark blue brocade robe, but the snow-white shirt dyed red swore swearingly how badly he was injured!

How can there be so much blood? Jiang Yao panicked, she didn't panic when she was sold to Wang Yuanwai by her uncle, and she didn't panic when she was chased and cut by Aunt Ah Quan with a knife in the village, but she was so panicked that her hands were trembling at the moment!

Jiang Yao only brought two sets of clothes, and now the conditions are limited, she didn't have time to think about it, so she took a shirt and wiped the blood of King Xiangjun.

When I was halfway through the rubbing, I gradually showed the appearance of the wound, only to find that the wound on my waist was not a new injury, but an old wound that had already scabbed over and a large amount of blood had been opened.

Jiang Yao only wiped the bloodstains, and then went to turn over the medicine, she remembered that on the day she left the town, Du Yuwei stuffed the medicine in her purse.