Xia Qian was lying in the room, wrapped in a thick quilt and curled up in a ball, her mind was already in chaos because she was overly frightened.

She escaped from the temple at lunchtime, where many people were resting, and it was raining heavily, so she didn't copy the Buddhist scriptures, but she didn't attract the attention of others.

The wound was painful, and the rest of the body slowly swollen.

Xia Qian raised her trembling fingers and took a look, and found that her entire arm had turned purple-red, just like a sponge eggplant in the vegetable market.

"I'm dying? Why hasn't Lu Jingheng come yet? ”

Looking at the small apricot tree swaying in the wind and rain outside the window, Xia Qian felt like her dying and struggling self.

"It's better to fall to death/chop to death/die of illness than to be humiliated to death by that bastard, and if you can go back to the present, it's nothing to die like this. But what if you don't go back? I didn't die in vain! ”

The fear of death swept her over again and again, and despair/grief/unwillingness to grow like grass grew in her heart.

In a trance, a bone-eating chill spread through her, and as time passed, she shivered from the cold.

"Cold! It's cold! Xia Qian wrapped the quilt tightly.

I don't know how long it took, after being completely swept away by this cold, she completely forgot about the burning pain in her hands and feet.

Xia Qian pinched her wrist as she ordered, trying to keep herself awake.

"I can't sleep, I'm so sick and dead, how sad it is! I've got to get out, Yuanyi, to find the abbot of Yuanyi! ”

She spoke, and crawled to the edge of the bed with all her strength.

Knock –

Accidentally, she fell out of bed, screamed, and struggled to lift her head.

Squeak –

There was a crisp sound, and the door was pushed open.

Lu Jingheng walked in with a palm-sized jade gourd.

"Let's drink the medicine!" He wiped the rain from his eyes, helped Xia Qian sit back on the bed, and handed her the jade gourd.

Xia Qian gasped lightly, looked at the other party silently, and took the gourd bottle from his finger.

On that day, she and the Lin family walked in a carriage from Qinglong City to Fahua Temple for about three hours, Lu Jingheng quickly whipped up a back and forth, to say the least, it took two or three hours, and it was not easy to return to Qinglong City to find a doctor to prescribe medicine and boil medicine, and it was not easy to rush back within four or five hours.

The rain had already fallen when he left, and it had not stopped until this moment, and he had not even put on a poncho and had been running for her for four or five hours.

Although the decoction is bitter and bitter that is difficult to swallow, it is warm in the hand, and it can warm the heart along the nasal cavity.

"Lu Jingheng, thank you. Saved me the third time! ”

"The third time? I can't even remember! His gaze fell on her, letting the rain from his head slide down his cheeks and onto the ground.

Xia Qian held the jade gourd and said seriously: "In the palace, you saved me once with the death-free gold medal; At the birthday banquet of the Heavenly King's Mansion, you saved me again; This time, it's the third time! ”

Lu Jingheng looked at her silently for a while, sighed lightly and said, "I can't let go of you in my heart, I don't want you to have anything, but I don't want you to deceive me." Even if you don't want to help me, don't lie to me! “

She looked at her for a moment, bit her thin lip a few times, and was about to explain, when Lu Jingheng suddenly turned around and walked towards the door.

"You lie down first, I'll find a set of clothes to change into!" Without waiting for her to explain, he left the sentence.

Half an hour later, Lu Jingheng came back in a set of monk's clothes, and his long soaked hair was stuck to the light blue monk's robe, which looked a little funny.

Xia Qian looked at him and couldn't help laughing.

"Escape from death, you still laugh!" He said lightly, pulled a chair and sat down in front of the bed.

"I know that if it weren't for you today, my death would have been miserable. Those Sanskrit words in the Heavenly King's Mansion, I was bent on escaping, so I ......"

"That's it! This matter is for this reason, and no one is allowed to mention it again in the future! He interrupted her explanation and said solemnly.

Call it a day?

Isn't it important?

"That'...... Those words? Xia Qian asked tentatively.

Lu Jingheng explained dissatisfiedly: "Fake! I've had someone look at that map, and the place marked on it doesn't exist at all. There are many people looking for the ancient country of Yuemo, but that place has long ceased to exist, and the king must have heard the rumors, so he dug three feet into the ground at home to find those stone slabs! ”

Xia Qian held the jade gourd and thought for a moment, wanting to refute his words, but after thinking about it, she still didn't dare to say anything.

Although, she didn't think those Sanskrit records were talking nonsense, but Lu Jingheng had gone back on her word many times, and she really didn't dare to tell him what she had never forgotten.

- At least, not yet!

"I know you don't want to stay in the General's Mansion, but even if you want to escape, you must plan your escape route before escaping, considering the conditions along the way and the dangers you may encounter, what is the difference between you running blindly like this and sending you to death? In case you are caught by the Huo family, I am afraid that your situation will be even worse than now! ”

Xia Qian was silent for a while, of course she knew this truth, but did she have a chance to think about it?

Today, Lin's sudden departure is her best chance to escape, where does she have time to think so much?

"You have been imprisoned at home by Huo Zun, and it is almost impossible for you to escape. Give me some time, and I'll send you away and go to a place where you can live in peace! ”

She looked at Lu Jingheng silently, and the doubts in her heart converged.

This person saved him again and again, and said that he liked him again and again, but unfortunately he released her pigeon at a critical time, can you still believe it? Can you believe it?

"You are my only friend and the best person to me...... Thank you! She pondered for a moment, then probed again.

Lu Jingheng's quiet eyes sank slightly, and his gentle face gradually became serious.

"Xia Qian, when I first met in the palace, you appeared in front of me with a guqin and a set of purple sand tea sets, I felt that you were different at a glance, and later, your exquisite piano skills and tea art fascinated me. I used to think that we could live happily as a couple, and I also wanted to take good care of you and never let you down. It's a pity that I tried hard and fought for it, but the truth is that I am not even qualified to take care of you. The emperor gave a marriage, and you are not the only one who suffers, and you will never understand my helplessness and suffering. I will find a way to arrange it for you when you leave the Huo family. You wait for my news! ”

Although she had to hope for him, and although there was temptation in his words, his answer not only satisfied her, but even touched her a little.

She silently looked at the jade-like man in front of her, and the scene of the first meeting came to her mind.

When performing in front of the palace, he said, "If you lose each other, you don't want to live", she was infected by Huo Zun, and he angrily pulled Huo Zun to seek justice for her.

Later, he married the princess, and although he still had a trace of pity for her, he used her as a tool for profit.

Today, as a colt, he risked his life to rescue her from the plague-stricken pile of the living dead, braved the heavy rain for several hours to deliver medicine to her, and instead of blaming her for omitting the words on the tablet, he again emphasized that he would help her leave.

Xia Qian looked at him, and the doubts in his eyes gradually faded.

After Lu Jingheng left, the fire of escape in her heart burned again.

Under the big tree outside the door, there was a tall figure, standing against the wind and rain, and had been standing for more than an hour unconsciously.

When Lu Jingheng came in, he could follow in, and when Lu Jingheng left, he could also enter the house, but he didn't, and after standing stiffly in the rain for two hours, he quietly went down the mountain.

The next morning, when she got up, she found that Lu Jingheng had returned to Qinglong City, and Qingyue rushed up the mountain at breakfast and brought her a lot of clothes and food.

Xia Qian had not recovered after the rain last time, and after contracting the plague, she was even weaker, and she was so drowsy that she couldn't even walk lightly.

Seeing that the rain was falling hazy outside, she and Qingyue chatted lazily for a few words, and then lay back on the bed.

Qingyue saw that her face was haggard and her face was pale, so she rushed to the kitchen to boil some ginseng for her, and when she returned to the room, she saw that Xia Qian was already asleep, and there was a delicate jade gourd next to her pillow.

"Lu? Lu Jingheng? Quietly picked it up and looked at it, Qingyue cried out in surprise.