The War King looked at the two silently and sat consciously on the edge of the cave. Qing'er and King Jin were closer to the fire, and King Jin found some weeds and branches, "I turned over the other caves, and that's all there is to light the fire, you don't have to bother to go to Zhang Luo, just sit." He held Qing'er's hand, and a joy of lost and regained filled his heart.

The war king was handsome and frowned, as if he was deeply in a deep memory, his black eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes were miserable. He held a phoenix hairpin in his palm, as if he was holding thousands of treasures: "Can you tell the truth, where is she?" ”

"I don't know?"

"No wonder I lost my memory, and my personality has changed greatly, it turns out that things are wrong, since you can occupy her place, how can you not know where she went?" The king of war shouted angrily, Qing'er was slightly stunned, but saw that she was wearing black hair, and her face was a little tighter, but she was calm as usual: "I really don't know, on the night of the wedding, I came inexplicably, if it is possible, I don't want to come here at all." ”

The woman in the Prime Minister's Mansion who haunted the soul of the war king was like poison and medicine, he thought about it sincerely, like a terminal illness, and his love was broken, deep in his heart. In this way, the pain is comforting, day after day, I can't even feel the pain, I want to be born with it, and even the pain is in love.

"She's not Qing'er, how are you going to go?" The voice of the war king was full of sighs and sorrow, faintly gloomy and sad.

King Jin stared deeply, his pupils rose and fell slightly, and his clear face was relieved and excited with a little undisguised relief, and the whole person was relieved, as if there was obviously an invisible string loosened, and eased: "I once thought that she might be the prince's person, and later, because of my negligence, let her be in danger twice, I was frightened, lost, and more suddenly enlightened, she is my wife, and she is the person I want to take care of in this life, no matter who stood behind her before, it will only be me in the future." ”

The cave was lonely, the fire in the corner of the wall was burning very strongly, crackling from time to time, and King Jin held Qing'er's little hand tightly, warming her lonely heart.

Qing'er lowered her eyes and looked at him, and in the light and shadow of Yan Shan, she met his delicate eyes directly, and saw the firmness and joy that flowed from his eyes.

The king of war suddenly pulled out a dagger and threw it at the entrance of the cave, a python spitting out sex-zi crumbled, the king of Jin slashed down with a palm, the python fell into the dark abyss, he got up vigilantly, and protected Qing'er behind him: "It's not easy to stay here, it must have companions around here." ”

The king of war leaned out and looked upwards: "Fourth brother, according to your and my skills, it will take some effort to go up, and you can borrow some strength from that small tree halfway, and you should be able to go up." ”

Qing'er wanted to pull out her hand, she didn't know martial arts, she was destined to be a drag, King Jin was like an indifferent gentleman, and he didn't take his eyes off, Rumo's eyes had a little faint smile, it had nothing to do with Fengyue, it was pure like a spring: "It's okay, where the lady is, I will be there, seventh brother, you go." ”

The king of war has always had an inexplicable feeling in his heart, he couldn't think about it, but he didn't dare to think about it anymore, just now he first heard that Princess Jin was not Murong Qing'er, like being struck by lightning, he couldn't return to his senses when he was drunk, and he let go and put her in danger, he could have flown back to the top of the cliff, but he wanted to see if she was okay. He couldn't dwell on it, so he flew towards the small tree, tapped twice on the top of the tree, and climbed onto the cliff again.

Qing'er wanted to withdraw her hand, but was held tighter by King Jin: "I won't leave you again, and you can't leave me again." He looked down, "Just now when the python fell, I seemed to hear the sound of water, and Madame would like to jump with her husband." ”

Her heart was slightly noisy, as if something had been knocked over, but she was slightly shocked and liked, "There is an injury behind you." ”

"It's okay, Madame, doesn't she have medicine." As he spoke, he picked up Qing'er and jumped down, followed by the sound of falling water, and in the dark night, a lot of water splashes were stirred.

It's been a time for the queen to wake up with a stick of incense, and Mo Bao is uneasy, and there is no news from the prince and the princess so far.

Cold sweat soaked his forehead and gathered into beads of broken threads, dripping down from time to time, smudging open, and even wetting the ground.

The war king put on his mask again, closed his eyes tightly, his fingers clenched slightly, and then opened his eyes coldly, his pupils were like jet-black agate, and his eyes emitted a cold cold light, cold and compelling, elite and sharp, revealing a thick coldness and ruthlessness, "Ink volume, did you say that the prince trapped Qing'er?" ”

Mo Liang stood quietly on one side: "Lord Wang, the old slave doesn't know. ”

"Returning to the queen's mother, I found out the whereabouts of the prince."

The guard's words flickered, and the panicked aura made Mo Bao feel a little bad, and the queen's roar resounded throughout the Fengqi Palace, "Don't you say it quickly, where is the prince?" ”

"Return, go back to the queen's mother, the prince jumped off the cliff of broken intestines."

The jade hand clenched his chest, his brows furrowed like a heavy mountain that could not be erased, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, the blood in his chest churned, and a fishy sweetness instantly surged up his throat, and the blood flowed quickly down Ruyu's fingers.

"Niangniang, although it is rare to come up from the cliff of broken intestines, but there are also miracles, you forget, back then, the prince was once plotted to fall down, and it took two days and one night to find it, the old slave went to ask the prince, for the sake of the same lineage, the prince will not stand idly by.

"No, Uncle Bao, prepare the carriage, this palace will go to the Broken Intestine Cliff in person."

"Queen Mother, now that the wind and snow are heavy outside, your body is weak, and the little ones will do their best."

"Bengong is going to go, don't say dragging this ruined body, as long as there is a breath of air, Bengong will definitely find them in person."

Holding the weak person in her arms tightly, the heart that had been lost for a long time was filled at one time, and she smiled stupidly, like the moonlight of water poured down, falling on the boundless and undulating earth, plated with a layer of soft silver light, Qing'er was a woman in the end, this body was already overwhelmed, and after the cold and biting cold pool, after exhaustion, it was a deep sleep. In the cold moonlight, the woman's weak figure was dragged into a long tail by the moonlight, like a ghost wandering among the strangers, zigzag, revealing scatteredness and sadness.

King Jin dried his and Qing'er's coats, and gently put his coat on Qing'er's body, the wound on his back was soaked in water, and now the pain was terrible, he moved to the wall, and leaned against the stone wall in embarrassment.

In the middle of the night, Qing'er woke up from freezing. opened his eyes, looked around, saw the coat on his body, and got up to return it to King Jin. His hand touched his skin, how could it be so hot.

She subconsciously looked at the wound behind him, the water in the cold pool was not clean, the wound had been whitened, and the pus was soaked badly, Qing'er didn't care about anything else, spread some hay on the cold ground, flipped King Jin and put it on the ground, and removed his middle coat, revealing his wheat-colored and strong upper body, she took out the dagger she was carrying, and after burning on the fire, all the sad white pus of King Jin was removed. He sprinkled anti-inflammatory medicine on his skin, re-bandaged it, and put on his clothes.

When she came up from Hantan just now, she was groggy, but it was hard for King Jin to carry her all the way back. The sun's rays shone on the aquatic plants at the entrance of the cave, the moist water droplets were shining, Qing'er looked up at the cold pool not far away, she needed to find something to eat, thinking that she walked towards the cold pool.

Qing'er found that the cold pool was a slope from shallow to deep, she pulled up her trouser legs, stood in the cold pool, held a dead branch in her hand, stared at the water surface, a blister came out, Qing'er shot quickly, a big fish of about two catties, was caught by her.

Silently, the hours are passing, King Jin is waking up in a burst of fragrance, just open his eyes, there is bright sunshine into his eyes, wait for a few blinks, settle down, into the eye, is Qing'er's slightly backlit face.

Hearing the movement, Qing'er looked back: "Is it better?" I'm grilling fish, there's no salt here, you'll eat it later. Stretching out his hand and touching his forehead naturally, the fever has subsided, but I don't know what happened to the wound.

King Jin felt the refreshment on his body, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his little woman knew more and more about feeling sorry for him: "You should call me for such a thing, the cold pool is cold, and it is frozen carefully." ”

The old-timers who had followed the king of war for many years hovered on the top of the mountain, the bottom of the mountain was like a black hole, shocking, the general came back, his face was gloomy, his mood was heavy, and he was told to pay close attention to the movements below. Looking back at the mountain, the black pressure was overwhelming, eighty percent of the queen mother brought people up, the general's whereabouts could not be exposed, he hesitated for a while, and disappeared into the shadows.

King Jin watched her fall off the cliff, was he angry? Is it shocking? Is it pain? He jumped off regardless of it, his eyes were full of her smile, Qing'er's past with Shengyuan made him entangled, but she was full of sweetness when she was safe and sound. Now, there are no distracting thoughts in his heart, King Zhan is looking forward to Murong Qing'er, and she is not, this is enough, from now on, she is just his wife, the mother of his children, King Jin's deep eyes look at the sky like ink, he has been tortured by illness for so many years, he has complained, hated the injustice of God, but now, but he also knows, with her, it doesn't matter.

The head was slightly swollen, dizzy, and the surroundings were pitch black, Qing'er was protected by King Jin as a treasure, the warm breath in his chest, and the heartbeat that was a little unsteady, but it was so powerful.

I wanted to break free from this man's arms, tried several times, but failed, and a sonorous and calm male voice sounded in my ears, "It's humid here, don't move, and when it comes to tomorrow, I'll take you out of here immediately." ”

"Thank you for saving me." The moment the carriage fell off the cliff, he jumped down without hesitation, just because there was a woman he loved in the carriage, he never thought about regretting it or not, his heart had already sunk into this dark abyss, and the only salvation was her smile, antidote his poison, his confusion. The love is so deep, I know that there is no cure, how can I retreat because of the few words of the woman in my sleep.

"The delicate thing is that the husband was negligent, I am very wooden to the feelings, and the husband assures you that this is the only time, and I will never do it again. Lady, I lost you once, I won't lose it a second time, the lady is destined to be a husband in this life. ”