Shangguan Jing never thought that Murong Shuo would jump off without thinking about it, and she also sent a letter from the gods.

The rapid fall of her body and the pain on her body made Shangguan Jing lose her strength instantly, and Murong Shuo held her tightly in his arms. The whistling cliff wind whizzed past his ears, stinging Murong Shuo's skin.

His consciousness was still awake until there was a "plop" and the two of them both fell into the flowing river.

It seems that he made the right bet.

There were a few "bangs", and a white dress broke out in the unhurried river water downstream.

Murong Shuo greedily breathed in the fresh air, picked up the unconscious Shangguan Jing, picked her up, and waded across the river to the shore.

Murong Shuo had never let go of Shangguan Jing's hand since he fell into the turbulent river, and even in that dangerous situation, he still carefully protected her. Torrents slapped at him indiscriminately, and the water went straight into his nose, and he almost lost his breath when he choked.

Shangguan Jing slept in his arms, and he held Shangguan Jing to let her breathe fresh air as much as possible.

After a toss, he was already exhausted.

At this moment, he was lucky to be able to pick up Shangguan Jing and walk ashore, he was really afraid that he would kill her because of his gambling contract. But...... Fortunately...... Fortunately......

Murong Shuo jumped ashore and knelt on the shore to put Shangguan Jing on the ground as much as possible, regardless of whether the stone would be a, he just fell on it and gasped.

Murong Shuo and Shangguan Jing were lying side by side, he supported his body again and turned over, kneeling in front of Shangguan Jing and shouting her name, hoping to wake her up. But the result was not satisfactory.

Murong Shuo knelt on the rocky shore and helped Shangguan Jing up again, but his right hand inadvertently touched the arrow wound on her back, and the entire palm was instantly dyed red, and the arrow was still deeply embedded in her flesh.

He almost forgot that she was injured.

The wound has been stained with raw water, and so much blood has flowed, it is strange that it is not unconscious.

Murong Shuo wrapped her in his arms and looked around, his gaze fixed on the woods behind him. He struggled to lift Shangguan Jing onto his back and carried her towards the forest.

As night fell, the woods were plunged into darkness. Murong Shuo was still carrying Shangguan Jing around the forest, and it was estimated that he was lost at this time. The cry of owls and the howls of wolves were heard all the time.

Murong Shuo began to panic, for the first time in his life, he would be so scared.

However, there is no end to it.

Hungry and cold, he wandered around to an abandoned thatched hut.

Murong Shuo walked into the house with Shangguan Jing on his back, and he put Shangguan Jing on the grass pile steadily, feeling the darkness and familiarizing himself with this thatched house.

Eventually, he found a lot of half-burned candles and a few fire folds, which he lit with the help of the fire folds.

The room lit up instantly.

Murong Shuo carefully looked at the entire room, it was dusty all around, and it looked like it had been abandoned for a long time.

He rolled up his sleeves to collect firewood, lit a bonfire, set up a stand, and took off his wet clothes and hung them on the stand. Then he sat down beside Shangguan Jing with great difficulty.

He looked at Shangguan Jing, who had a haggard face, and stretched out his hand to untie her wide clothes, but he hung in the air in embarrassment.

At this moment, his heart is tormented......

He had doubts about her identity since he was in the backyard of Jingyang Palace, and later she went to Mincheng with him, and at that time she was full of flaws in her informality - covering her stomach and secretly going to the kitchen to boil brown sugar water to drink; When I go shopping with him, I always like to squeeze into the rouge gouache, skirts, and hairpins that my daughter wears on weekdays.

A handsome young man in a purple shirt always drills into these places, and anyone will find it strange.

Even so, he was still not completely sure if she was a daughter. Today, though, is an opportunity.

Murong Shuo was full of curiosity, and her hands were cheap, and she faded her red coat after dividing it by two, leaving only a dark red obscene garment inside.

Murong Shuo tried it several times, but finally ripped it off.

One look, just one look!

Murong Shuo saw the innermost chest strap at a glance, and he turned his head over with a red face.

God forbid, don't let her know everything that happened today, otherwise you can't tell how this ancestor is going to make trouble.

Murong Shuo had not forgotten his original intention of offending her.

He held Shangguan Jing up, her face pressed against his chest. As the dirty clothes slipped off, what was exposed was a white wound soaked in water.

The area around the wound has begun to redden, as if it has been infected. The arrow is still in the wound and has not been pulled out.

Murong Shuo's ten fingers touched her cold skin, and there was a heat in her heart, not to mention how red and hot her face was.

Murong Shuo plucked the silver hairpin from his hair and burned it back and forth on the fire, making a simple disinfection.

He helped Shangguan Jing up again, she leaned motionless on his chest, and Murong Shuo wanted to use this silver hairpin to remove the arrow for her.

There was no anesthetic and no doctor, only he, a novice who helped people treat wounds for the first time, so that he didn't dare to deal with heavy hands at all, so that Shangguan Jing suffered even more.

In the end, Murong Shuo turned his heart sideways, embedded the silver hairpin in the flesh and blood, and pulled out the arrow.

Shangguan Jing snorted, and blood kept flowing down the silver hairpin.

He hurriedly ripped a strip of cloth from his clothes to help her stop the blood.

Shangguan Jing, who had removed the arrow, looked even more painful, she kept frowning, clutching Murong Shuo's clothes with both hands and refusing to let go.

Murong Shuo took out his hand and took off the clothes that had been dried on the stand to put them on for her, and then put her clothes on the stand to bake.

"It hurts...... It hurts......" Shangguan Jing closed his eyes in pain and muttered.

Murong Shuo wrapped her in his arms, stopped her with his arms, and listened to her whispering.

"I hurt so much, Dad...... Daddy......"

Shangguan Jing kept talking nonsense, Murong Shuo stretched out his hand and probed her forehead, it was scary!

Murong Shuo had long known that he would definitely have a fever after treating the wound like this, but he didn't expect it to be so dangerous.

At this moment, there were still several hours before dawn, and Murong Shuo couldn't get out to collect medicine for her, so he could only hold her and warm up her body.

Shangguan Jing is still talking nonsense, and it is estimated that he is already in a daze at this time

Murong Shuo kept feeding her water, but in the end, she couldn't feed her.

All night, Shangguan Jing was tossing Murong Shuo, obviously he had injuries on his own body that had not been treated, but he had to drag his tired body to take care of her, but the strange thing was that he was not too troublesome at all.

If he had encountered this kind of thing normally, he would have waved his sleeves a long time ago, leaving only a dashing back for the other party, but now he was planted in her hands.

What kind of relationship is this?

Murong Shuo looked at the beautiful woman in his arms and sighed after all-Murong Shuo, you lost.