The caravan consisted of about a dozen people, and when they saw the leader return with a woman, some of them looked at them with a hint of playfulness.

Song Qingyun tightened the cloak on his body, wrapped himself from head to toe, and was close to Jichen's side, holding Mu Qingao's cold fingers, not daring to show the slightest fear, but praying in his heart that he would get better soon.

The men's gaze didn't change much because of her actions, and a few of them walked up to the head of the caravan with a smile and whispered something.

Song Qingyun's heart was full of alarm bells, if she had self-defense skills like pixel clothes, she would not be like a frightened rabbit now, and she would be a soldier if she had a little trouble.

The team leader suddenly reprimanded the strong men who came over, and said to Song Qingyun, "We can go to Rongcheng today, but in recent months, the Hu people have gone to the side of the city to kill people and set fires, and Beihu has let it go, and we are also living on the tip of the knife, so girl, when you go to the vicinity of Rongcheng, please take the initiative to leave, I have no way to guarantee your safety." ”

"Uncle, thank you for reaching out, do you have any medicine to stop bleeding? I...... My father-in-law cut his arm, and if he can't stop bleeding, I'm afraid he won't wake up. ”

The team leader had already seen the injury on Mu Qingao's arm, and he glanced at a strong man behind him, who muttered reluctantly, took out a package of medicine noodles from the carriage, and handed it to the team leader.

"I only have the most common hemostatic medicine here, I don't know if it will be useful for this brother, you can put it on him first."

Song Qingyun took it, secretly sniffed the powder in the medicine bag with his back to his body, and probably judged that it was indeed a hemostatic medicine, so he carefully dragged Mu Qingao off the horse, let him lean on Jichen's lap, and gave him medicine.

Because of the snowstorm, the caravan was delayed on the road for a long time, and they all got under the horse's belly to keep warm, gathering in three or five piles, talking and laughing, and their eyes glanced at the light clouds from time to time.

This made Song Qingyun very unhappy, she secretly took out the dagger in Mu Qingao's arms, just like the obsidian dagger she lost, it was black and extremely sharp.

She always felt that the gang was discussing something.

Sure enough, while the caravan leader went to the back to check the goods, the black strong man who had given her medicine before came over, staring at her face with a pair of mouse eyes.

"Big sister, where are you from? What to do in Rongcheng? ”

The man crouched in front of her, the breath coming out of his mouth hitting her face with a foul stench.

Song Qingyun moved under Jichen's stomach and hid Mu Qingao behind him by the way.

"I'm just passing by, this big brother, please make it convenient, I'll leave on my own in a while, and I won't cause you any trouble."

"No, no, no, you don't want to see outside, we are all people of Da Zhou, and we should take care of each other when we go out."

As he spoke, his eyes lowered and he glanced at Mu Qingao behind her, "Who injured him?" Looks like he's a practitioner, right? ”

Song Qingyun nodded without hesitation and said, "Yes, he knows some kung fu, otherwise the two of us would not have overcome so many difficulties and come here alive." ”

"Yo, so you're a pretty good man, big girl, you must be very hard to live with him, right? Women should feed their children at home, cook for them, and come out to beg for a living, which is what men should do. ”

Song Qingyun was silent, not wanting to ink with him anymore, the strong man saw this, sneered and stood up, "Sister, I'm good for you, your man is obviously not good, it's better to find a home now, otherwise according to your ability, it will be more auspicious to go to Rongcheng." ”

Watching the strong man walk back, Song Qingyun blinked, she poked her head out and glanced at the caravan, and found that the leader of the team was smoking a dry tobacco pouch with a black face, and she understood why the strong man didn't embarrass herself, and she had a good impression of the old man who helped her.

Just when she was stunned, Mu Qingao in her arms suddenly moved, and Qingyun hurriedly lowered her head, her eyes meeting Mu Qingao's confused eyes.

"Lord, you can be regarded as awake, do you know it, I will be scared to death." Qingyun didn't know why she felt so wronged, her nose was sore, and tears fell cracklingly.

Mu Qingao stretched out his hand to wipe her tears, his cold fingers swept across her equally cold cheeks, he opened his mouth to make a sound, but he coughed hard, and spit out a mouthful of black blood.

"Lord Wang?" Qingyun let out a low cry, and out of the corner of her eye, she found that the strong man was walking towards them, she hurriedly grabbed a handful of snow to cover the blood, quickly wiped the remaining blood from the corner of his mouth, and shouted excitedly, "Xianggong, you are awake." ”

The strong man paused, thought for a moment, and then turned back.

Song Qingyun secretly breathed a sigh of relief, patted Mu Qingao's cheek in a panic, and said in a low voice, "We met a caravan, except for the leader who is good at talking, the rest are eyeing me, if you don't want me to be bullied by them, quickly sit up for me." ”

Mu Qingao moved, looked up and smiled apologetically at her, "...... I'm sorry! ”

Song Qingyun's tears fell even more violently, half worried and half afraid, "What's wrong with you?" Why did you vomit blood after falling asleep for so long?"

It's black blood, even if she's stupid, she knows there's something wrong with him, did he break his internal organs when he rolled down the hill? Or was he injured by a sneak attack by a man in black on the mountain and didn't tell himself?

"Where do you hurt? Do you have trouble breathing?"

Mu Qingao gritted his teeth and sat up, reached out and stroked the messy hair around his ears, and smiled lightly, "I'm fine, probably smoked, and my throat is full of black phlegm." ”

"I'm not a three-year-old child, and I can distinguish phlegm from blood."

Mu Qingao raised his hand and patted her on the shoulder, and the corners of his mouth pulled out a far-fetched smile, "Why are you so smart?" Do you have to figure it out?"

Song Qingyun's eyes were full of tears and anger.

"It's poisoned, you remember I said that the two sisters I met yesterday, the younger ones will use poison, I just didn't expect the toxin to be latent for so long, so you are worried."

"Poisoned?" Song Qingyun blinked and asked again, "Su Yi said that you have been poisoned before, and now ...... Okay? ”

Mu Qingao cheered up, her narrow and beautiful phoenix eyes stared at her, with a soft smile on her pale face, "It's rare that Qingyun still remembers this matter, the person who poisoned me in the first place didn't want me to live at all, how could he easily detoxify the poison?"

"Didn't you understand?" Song Qingyun couldn't help but be a little annoyed.

"There is an old monk named Master Yuantong, he has solved all the poison he gave to Lord Lin, why didn't he give you a solution? You're a prince! ”

Mu Qingao saw her anxious look, and couldn't bear to continue to lie to her in her heart, and was just about to open her mouth to explain things, but was preempted by Qingyun, "When I get to Rongcheng, I will ask Lin Xu Ao, he has recovered his health by himself, how can he ignore you?" But don't be afraid, I have all kinds of medicinal materials on the medicine mountain, and there must be a way to cure the poison on your body. ”

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