This was probably dug out while she was sleeping, and the quilt had already been laid out inside, and after Mu Qingao gently put her down, Song Qingyun inadvertently glanced at it and found that his injured arm was oozed red blood from the bandage.

"Lord Jing, your wound has collapsed, let me take a look."

Mu Qingao dodged a few times, and finally under the pressure brought by Song Qingyun's gloomy eyes, he had to stretch out his arm for her to check.

Carefully untied the bandage, Qingyun frowned.

She looked left and right, hoping to be as lucky as Liu Yanping to find a herb that could stop the bleeding under the snow, but unfortunately it backfired, and her anxious head was sweating for a while.

"No hemostatic ......"

Song Qingyun raised his head and stared at Mu Qingao's cold eyes, "Hey, I remember that you will point to the acupoints." ”

Mu Qingao nodded, he instantly understood what Qingyun meant, but if the acupoint stopped the bleeding, then his arm would be equivalent to being wasted, and he would not be able to protect her at all.

"Are you sick? Who would have known that we were hiding in this snow cave tonight? Do you want to bleed to death like this? Song Qingyun raised his eyebrows and scolded fiercely.

Mu Qingao couldn't help but tug at the corners of his mouth, his smile was mixed with a touch of forbearance, how long had he not seen Song Qingyun pinching her waist and scolding like a little woman?

At that time, he stayed in Liujia Village to help her sell sauce meat, Ziling was greedy, and always ate sauce meat without moderation, because she drank water because of saltiness, and finally she rolled on the ground with indigestion and pain, Song Qingyun puffed out her cheeks like now, and pointed at her head angrily and scolded.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Mu Qingao stretched out his finger and tapped it twice on his arm, and soon the bleeding stopped.

Song Qingyun muttered while rebandaging him, "It looks like we have to hurry up tomorrow, your situation is very dangerous, if your arm is useless and you become a one-armed hero, it depends on whether Wang Shuqi is willing to marry you." ”

Mu Qingao's heart was happy when she counted it, and then Qingyun's words said, "Your proposal is good, why don't I just make this arm crippled, Wang Shuqi wants to marry me because of my good looks, and if I am crippled, she will definitely try to destroy the marriage contract, Qingyun, why didn't you give me this idea earlier?" I decided to do just that. ”

Seeing that he drew the sword behind him and slashed at his arm, Song Qingyun hugged his arm in fright, raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't be impulsive, impulsiveness is the devil, it's not too late for you to think about it and harm yourself." ”

"Don't think about it, it's decided."

"Wait, I'...... I'll just say it casually, you don't need to listen to it, do you? Who wants to marry you if you don't have an arm? ”

Mu Qingao lowered his head sadly, and threw away the sword in his hand in frustration, "Who told me that my life is not good, I am not as happy as ordinary people when I was born in the royal family, I can't make my own decisions about anything, if I continue like this, I really don't have the courage to live." ”

Song Qingyun panicked, how much she heard Su Yi say about Mu Qingao, it was indeed as he said, he was calculated by his relatives but had no way to change the status quo, he was really pitiful, even more pitiful than himself.

"Don't be so discouraged, if...... I mean, if one day you are desperate, you go to Liujia Village, I have some savings in my hand, and you can't eat me with one mouth. ”

To Mu Qingao's ears, these words were simply the sound of heaven, and his heart was swollen with happiness and excitement.

At this time, you must not get carried away, Song Qingyun is smart and agile, but she is injured in the scene, and when she sees that she is injured and is surrounded by her own words for a while, if he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, he will definitely hate himself when she wakes up.

"Thank you, Qingyun, you are a kind person."

Song Qingyun was embarrassed to be praised, she bandaged his wound, moved her body inside, and said shyly, "You are also sick, let's rest early after a tired day." ”

"I'll just keep watch outside, good night Qingyun." After saying that, he got up and was about to go out, but the placket was grabbed by Song Qingyun.

"How can you stand such a cold day?"

"I ...... I can squeeze in with Jichen and keep each other warm. ”

"Jichen?"

"It's my horse, it's called Jichen."

Song Qingyun held his forehead, but he didn't expect the dignified King Jing to be so naïve like a child tonight, sleeping with a horse in his arms, and he couldn't say it.

"You, you just sleep here, I won't do anything to you!"

Mu Qingao, the ghost animal, was no longer hypocritical, so he generously lay down beside Qingyun, holding the sword in his arms, and once had a righteous and awe-inspiring gentlemanly demeanor.

The bonfire outside was extinguished, and no sound could be heard on the open snowfield except for the angry north wind, and the snow cave was very quiet, and the two of them lay quietly, each with their own thoughts.

Song Qingyun's nervous heart was beating violently, and she tried hard to press her chest, afraid that Mu Qingao would make fun of her when she heard her crazy beating sound, but Mu Qingao still found out the clue.

He turned his head sideways, his eyes bright and breathtaking in the dark.

"Qingyun, are you feeling unwell?"

"No, no, it's good."

"Oh, let's sleep, then."

"Hmm."

Song Qingyun turned his back to him, swallowed his saliva, and forced himself to close his eyes.

Damn, how many men with demonic faces lying behind them can still sit still? She is human, an ordinary woman, a normal woman who is easily seduced by beauty.

It was too embarrassing, Song Qingyun began to count the sheep desperately, probably because of the whole day's journey, plus a wave of dizziness from the back of her head from time to time, and after a while, she fell asleep.

Mu Qingao, who was also nervous and sweating, heard her slow and rhythmic breathing, so he secretly wiped the sweat on his forehead, turned to look at her back, although he was wearing heavy clothes in winter, he could still see the exquisite curves and graceful posture.

Thank you, thank you, thank you to Emperor Lao Tzu for sending him to the north to investigate the case, otherwise how could he meet a woman who couldn't help but like at first sight?

Thinking of this, his expression suddenly darkened and gloomy, their son, the son he held in the palm of his hand, is now missing, and his life and death are uncertain.

Mu Qingao sat up and stared at the deep night outside the cave for a long time.

When Qingyun woke up the next day, he found that his side was empty, and Mu Qingao squatted at the entrance of the cave to tidy up his clothes.

"What time is it?"

Hearing her question, a smile appeared on Mu Qingao's lips, and every time he woke up and asked the time, he really couldn't get rid of it.

"At three o'clock, I'll boil some hot water, and we'll go on our way after you wash up."

"Don't be hypocritical, just drink saliva, let's hurry up, we can get to Rongcheng tonight, right?"

The two drank hot water melted with snow water, fed Jichen to their heart's content, and then embarked on an unknown journey with high morale.

"There is snow everywhere and there are no footprints right now, how do you tell the way to Rongcheng?"

Song Qingyun sat in front this time, with his back to him, acquiescing to Mu Qingao's uninjured arm wrapping around her waist.

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