Yan Qing, or Yan Qing?

Xia Chenyuan chewed her name silently, and felt that the latter was more suitable for her for no reason.

is obviously a country girl with a yellow face and thin muscles, and her behavior is quite indecent, which is far from his common palace concubines and nobles, and is even less disciplined than the lowest palace maids;

But he inexplicably felt that she was worthy of this elegant name.

It's really a magic barrier.

Xia Chenyuan smiled.

It's just a little girl who meets in Pingshui, and she is still a bold and reckless character, and he is destined to be not a person all the way.

He had made up his mind to find an opportunity to part ways with her, so why bother?

Anyway, she was greedy for money, and the daggers, jade pei and other things he wore with him were all priceless, enough to compensate her.

Xia Chenyuan lowered his eyes and looked at his bandaged chest, not remembering that he was injured here.

Indifferent eyes moved downward, feeling the stinging pain in front of his legs, especially in his knees, and then thinking of the dull pain in his chin and the bridge of his nose, Xia Chenyuan couldn't help but wonder if she dragged him face down.

With her small body, which was no taller than his legs, he should be relieved to be able to carry him to the cabin halfway up the mountain, and he didn't have to think about the hardships involved.

Xia Chenyuan took a deep breath and suppressed the lingering depression in his stomach.

Well, I drank too much fish soup and wanted to relieve myself.

Xia Chenyuan forced himself not to think about the situation when he was in a coma two days ago, and slowly moved his body to the ground, trying not to move to the wound.

However, as soon as the thin quilt was lifted, he couldn't help but be shocked!

The cool mountain breeze swept through his legs, reminding him of the fact that he was not covered at the moment!

She, how dare she!

Xia Chenyuan almost bit a mouthful of silver teeth, the breath in his chest and abdomen surged, a sharp pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow hit, and a little fishy sweetness welled up in his throat.

Xia Chenyuan calmed down, swallowed the saliva in his mouth raw, and threw his crimson eyes viciously out of the door.

When he recovers, he will inevitably ......

That's it, after all, she is saving him, and the merits and demerits are worth it.

Xia Chenyuan grinded his teeth and secretly comforted himself not to worry about her.

However, in just half a day, his qi cultivation kung fu has already reached several levels!

Xia Chenyuan was seriously injured and weak, the two trembled, looking around, he only saw the coarse cloth dress drying in the corner, but he couldn't find his brocade clothes, so in desperation, he had to pull the light quilt around it.

This look turned out to be wrong.

The fabric in the quilt is a little familiar.

Like, his pants?

And underwear?

She wouldn't tear his robe apart and make a quilt, would she?

Xia Chenyuan was suspicious in his heart, so he picked up the corner of the quilt and squinted closely.

Sure enough, it was his clothes!

This little liar with a mouth full of lies! Didn't you say that he would exchange his clothes for money? Now that it's all dismantled into pieces of cloth, how can he wear it away? It just doesn't make sense!

Xia Chenyuan was so angry that he didn't care too much, so he hurriedly went to the door in a secret way and looked for her everywhere.

Outside the house was quiet, the fire was burning weakly, and even the night breeze was blowing, which made people feel depressed.

"Yan Qing?"

Xia Chenyuan shouted tentatively, but there was no response.

He stood against the door frame, relieved of the dizzy fatigue, gritted his teeth and paced to the corner of the wall to relieve his hands.

Fortunately, I wasn't bumped into by the little girl.

Xia Chenyuan slowly moved back into the room, and lay down on the wooden bed with his support, unable to distinguish which of his clothes came from the sheets spread under him.

After all, it's all for him, and there's nothing to complain about.

Xia Chenyuan closed his eyes, his heart was weak and short of breath, cold sweat broke out from his body, and his ears were ringing, which was unbearable.

This Yan Qing was not there when she was used. You won't go overnight, will you? Just leave him injured and leave him alone? What about the benevolence of the healer?

I don't know who got her medical skills from.

This silk poison is notoriously difficult, and she didn't expect her to be young, but she casually suppressed the poison temporarily. I don't know if it's a mistake, or if I have real talent......

Xia Chenyuan thought groggily and gradually fell into a deep sleep.

Yan Qing went to the mountain stream to take a shower and came out, and was alert to hear the strange movement of birds and beasts being alarmed in the forest.

Someone!

Her heart tightened, and she hurriedly ran back to the wooden house, hid the dagger in her arms under the dilapidated water tank, climbed onto the bed with a smoke, lifted the quilt, and snuggled up to Xia Chenyuan who was sleeping.

"What are you doing?"

Xia Chenyuan was seriously injured and fell asleep, and was awakened by her, and asked in a deep voice unhappily.

It was just eating in the same bowl before, but now she is climbing his bed again? Is he a third brother, how can he look down on her little body like bean sprouts!

"Shhhh

Yan Qing covered his mouth and whispered in his ear.

Xia Chenyuan froze, gritted his back molars again, and forcibly resisted the idea of kicking this little girl who was not reserved at all, and listened attentively to the movement outside.

"Boss, there's a trap here."

Outside, there was the sound of a man talking, and the sound of a rope breaking, causing a rattle of branches.

"Who?"

Yan Qing covered Xia Chenyuan's mouth and asked timidly with a trembling voice.

Xia Chenyuan was stunned, raised his eyes to look at her little face close at hand, where was the slightest bit of confusion?

I'm used to acting!

He sneered lightly in his heart, and simply lay down quietly to see what tricks she had played.

"Those who pass by, stay overnight."

A calm male voice sounded outside, and many footsteps had surrounded the wooden house, and not even a single mosquito could fly out.

"Ah, you've missed the night, too."

Yan Qing muttered a sigh of relief as if relieved, rubbed down to the ground, and quietly looked at the person through the crack in the door.

"yes. Little girl, we are thirsty on the road, can we ask for a bowl of water to drink? ”

The tone of the speaker is kind, and it is very easy to relax people's guard.

Yan Qing sighed again, hesitated for a moment before obediently answering the sound for a while, and ran to scoop up water.

The people outside waited silently, and the moonlight and firelight pulled each of them out of two long shadows, hideous and terrifying.

Yan Qing carefully brought a gourd scoop of cold water, pulled out the latch of the door, the chai door creaked open, and whispered:

"Uncle drinks water."

The man in black bent down to take the water scoop, leaned in front of his nose and sniffed it, the silver light between his fingers flashed with the scoop, and then he drank it in a big gulp, and after quenching his thirst, he wiped his mouth and handed it to his companions.

"Little girl, are you here alone?"

The man in black took out an oiled paper bag from his arms, opened it to reveal a sugar cake that was still warm, and handed it to her.

"It's not." Yan Qing swallowed his saliva, waved his hand, and showed a shy smile on his face.

"Thank you, uncle, I'm not hungry. My sister is not feeling well, she is resting in the house, don't disturb her. ”

The man in black squatted down, chewed on the sugar cake, and asked her with a smile:

"Oh? Your sister is hurt? I smell blood. We have brought the best gold sore medicine and give you some to use? ”

Yan Qing shook his hand vigorously and replied innocently:

"My sister is here for menstruation, it will bleed, but it is not injured, the gold sore medicine is useless, and the brown sugar water is good."

The crisp children's voice came into the wooden house that leaked on all sides, and the "girl" who was unwell on the bed was startled and coughed.

"Ah, sister, are you coughing again? My throat is hoarse, it's really sad. ”

Yan Qing anxiously went back to the house to pat his "sister" on the back, and sighed like a little adult:

"It's not easy to get rid of a cold in the summer, so I'll pick some herbs tomorrow and come back to boil it." Alas, I don't know which one is what the doctor's grandfather said about the forsythia or something, I think those grasses obviously look the same. ”

"Forget it, a dead horse is a live horse doctor, it's all grass anyway, the rabbits in the mountains can't eat badly, my sister will definitely be fine, who told us that we don't have money to buy medicine."

The black-clothed man surrounded outside looked carefully through the crack, by the light of the torches in the room, at the slender girl wearing a blue coarse cloth undershirt on the bed, with a double bun on her head, a red willow brow, and affectionate eyes.

The men in black shook their heads at the leader, signaling that there was no one to search.

The squatting man in black stuffed all the remaining sugar cakes into his mouth, got up and came to the door and knocked on the door:

"Girl, my uncle choked on eating cakes, and then begged for saliva to send it."