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Maybe the anger in Su Jia's tone was too obvious, maybe a hot bath made him feel better, and Qingmei's voice had a little smile that couldn't be hidden: "You have a wound on your foot, and I'm afraid that it will suppurate if you get wet, I'll send medicine." ”

Don't think too much, in terms of the appearance of the two, it's impossible to say who takes advantage of whom.

Su Jiacai didn't believe that he would be so kind, and he had choked her neck and asked her to die before, but now he came to deliver medicine. is to send medicine, there are so many maids in the other courtyard, just send one to deliver the medicine, why bother to go this trip yourself?

But after thinking about it again, he really didn't have anything to take advantage of Qingmei, so he temporarily believed his reason and said coldly: "Thank you." Please put down your medicine and go out, I'll take the medicine myself. ”

Through the beaded curtain and screen, the small porcelain bottle and the floor tile collided slightly, and then the door "creaked" shut. I didn't hear the footsteps at all, but thinking of his strange martial arts path, I thought that his steps were indeed extra light, but it was fine.

After a few breaths, Su Jia exhaled a breath of turbidity, got up and quickly changed into clean and soft clothes, and frowned again when she saw a pair of soft-soled embroidered shoes - such shoes can't rush the way, and she has had enough of embroidered shoes today-so she wants to ask the maid to prepare a pair of boots for her.

While thinking, he walked out of the screen with a skirt, and his face suddenly changed: "Why are you still here?!" She has been in a very depressed mood recently, but this does not prevent the crying and laughing that is bursting in her heart because of the absurdity at this moment, and the ignorant karmic fire that is burning vigorously.

Qingmei leaned against the closed door and smiled slightly, "I'll give you medicine." The last two words bite out a little harder.

After closing the door, the room was a little dim, but it seemed to be illuminated by the sparkling face of his smile. Su Jia's back was cold, and he was silent. He said it so clearly that he was no longer here to deliver medicine, but to deliver medicine...... She threw herself to the side of the room, hurriedly opened the window, jumped on the windowsill with her hands, and was about to climb out!

The waist was tight, and Qing Mei was firmly pulled from the skirt: "What are you running?" "Don't you see a bush of roses planted under the window?

Su Jia was fished back and pressed on the embroidery pier, and he was about to struggle, but when he saw that Qingmei had already opened the door, he let go of his heart a little to see what he was going to do. No matter what he wants to do, she is actually powerless to resist, only to write down everything bit by bit, as long as she doesn't die, there will be a day when she will be returned!

But when I saw Qingmei's cold face—when he had a cold face, he really looked like her boy—he moved another embroidery pier and sat down, and his wrist didn't know how to move, and a small porcelain vase appeared in his palm.

He's really here to deliver medicine!

Aomei lifted her leg to her lap, and as if she didn't exist, she peeled off her shoes and socks, revealing the fine wounds on the soles of her feet. Su Jia then noticed that there was a candle on the table, he drew a silver needle and burned it on the flame, and came over.

“！” Suppressing the urge to shout for help, Su Jia grabbed the edge of the embroidery pier with both hands...... "Huh? "Actually, it doesn't hurt too much.

She had already checked it in the bath, and the soles of her feet were covered with blood blisters, the unbroken ruddy and shiny, the heat and burning pain, and the broken ones were even more miserable, and the crumbs of the cloth were stuck together with the broken skin, and she could not wash them in the end.

Looking at it like this, Qingmei is going to pick it clean for her. But why, it doesn't hurt? There is only a little tingling like being bitten by ants, and it is completely within the range of tolerance.

Before she knew it, she asked. I thought he wouldn't answer, but after a while, I heard him say, "I'll click on your acupuncture points first to block the pain." "It's just that this method can't be used much, and can only be used to relieve pain in a small area.

When Su Jia's question was solved, he quieted down. Qingmei's fluent side face faced her, and he lowered his head to carefully pick up the blisters, squeeze out the slime, and pick out the scraps of cloth that had burrowed under the skin little by little, and sprinkle them with medicinal powder. This matter is quite cumbersome, and he is injured in such a not beautiful part, he is not the slightest impatient, his long eyebrows are stretched, and even a little leisurely.

This sitting was nearly an hour, Su Jiaxian was still wary of him making a mistake, and then saw that he was indeed seriously treating his injuries, so he gradually let down his guard and turned his head to look at the scenery outside the window.

The canopy is a dull blue, like old fabric, and has a clean and soft smell. The sunlight is not particularly dazzling, it is eternal, bright and gentle. Through the open window, you can see lush trees, and wild flowers poke their heads out of the cracks in the blue rockery, swaying in the wind.

This world is so beautiful......

After some time, she suddenly came back to her senses and realized that he had not moved for a long time. looked back in surprise, but saw that he had already given her medicine, staring at a pair of snow-white bare feet in a daze. Those feet are not pretty, they are just slender and well-proportioned, and I don't know why they have attracted him for so long.

That kind of look made Su Jia feel like a lamb targeted by a cheetah, and he was about to be crushed on the spot in the next second! She didn't dare to act rashly, she just pretended to be looking out the window and curled her toes inadvertently.

In the next moment, Qingmei also suddenly woke up from her trance, but instead of immediately putting down her feet, he glanced at her with an even stranger look, and reached out very slowly, touching the surface of her feet.

He moved lightly, as if he was afraid to startle her. The reluctance in that touch was so obvious, through the delicate skin on the instep that it was transmitted to her fast-moving brain.

Su Jia, who was originally guarding against him, suddenly understood something at this moment: "So do you have a foot fetish?" "Otherwise, why do you always hold on to her feet?

These words came recklessly, and the words landed, and both of them were stunned. Su Jia pulled back her foot suddenly, hurriedly put on her socks and shoes, not daring to look at Qingmei's face, which was as black as the prelude to a storm.

The latter got up and stood for a while, snorted coldly, raised his legs and went out, looking at the back was still handsome and chic, only he knew the embarrassment in his heart - you are a foot fetish, your whole family is a foot fetish!

Here Su Jia really asked the maid to prepare a pair of sturdy boots for her, and the well-trained maid was very understanding, not only prepared the boots, but even the matching outfit was sent with her - wearing a skirt with boots, after all, it was nondescript.

Both of them did not want to stay in Jiangxia for too long, and left the county guard courtyard early the next morning. Qingmei, with the name of "Brother Luwang", bought a good car and a good horse at a low price from the county guard. Because he insisted on paying the reward, the poor county guard official was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and he hated to kneel down for this nobleman, but Su Jia saved him with a sentence of "We can't ruin the reputation of King Lu", and he accepted the silver two with trepidation and sent the two nobles away.

Only a day after the carriage left Jiangxia County, Qingmei took Su Jia to abandon the carriage and release the horse, and boarded a small boat downstream. When she found the boat going down the river, Suga almost thought that the man was a trafficker who was planning to sell her. Fortunately, half a day later, he took her ashore again and walked upstream again.

After so many twists and turns, constantly changing routes between waterways and dry roads, even Su Jia couldn't remember how many times they had changed trains, and couldn't tell where they were now, when they finally boarded a merchant ship that was going to Chang'an to do business.

The merchant ships descended along the Yangtze River route, crossed the Huaishui along the ditch, and reached Luoyang through the Tongji Canal. The merchant ship was repairing in Luoyang, loading and unloading goods, and purchasing supplies, but the two passengers on board quietly blended into the bustling crowd of Luoyang.

Only then did Su Jia realize that they were following the route of the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal in the Sui and Tang Dynasties. From Luoyang to Chang'an, the most convenient is to go through the Hangu Pass, and you can reach the Huanghuang Imperial Capital after the Tong Pass. But Qingmei turned south here, and went around in a big circle to Nanyang, from Wuguan to Guanzhong.

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't smile along the way, and then he didn't look so gentle that day, Su Jia would almost suspect that he was deliberately delaying time. Faced with her question at this moment, he just explained lightly: "'Weiwotang' is near Sanmenxia. "So they don't want to die, how dare they cross Sanmenxia and take the Hangu Road?

This explanation perfectly dispelled Su Jia's suspicions, and she nodded and quickened her pace. Because the burden is on Qingmei's back, she is relaxed and does not walk slowly. Just walking 60 miles a day is an unprecedented challenge.

Qingmei walked in front, lifting his sword to split the thorns, looking back at her from time to time, as long as he didn't fall too far, he didn't say much. But Su Jia always took pity on him: "Alas, even if you have a foot fetish, you can find a pair of beautiful feet, don't be so hungry." "It's pathetic to look at.

The young man really wanted to swear that he would never leave her blood blistered again!

Just when the blood on the soles of Su Jia's feet broke layer after layer, and finally formed a thick cocoon, that is, when they would not be in pain after trekking in the mountains all day, they finally crossed the towering Qinling Mountains and reached Guanzhong. It's autumn.

Standing at the northern foot of the Qinling Mountains looking at Chang'an, the square city wall is like a seal in the center of the gray and yellow earth, which is the foot of the Son of Heaven, the capital of the emperor, and the most prosperous city for thousands of years.

"Do you want to enter the city?" Since I came to Guanzhong, I didn't go to Chang'an City to see the scenery at the feet of the Son of Heaven, and it seemed that I had come in vain.

Su Jia shook his head and turned to look in the direction of Huashan: "If it's convenient for you, go to Huashan first." During the months of getting along, Aomei's murderous intent towards her disappeared a lot, and she sometimes joked with him, and the laughter sounded very cheerful in the mountain path.

But she will not forget the purpose of the trip.

Ten years later, her teenager died in loneliness and despair, resentful in the deserted mountains for ten years.

finally arrived at Huashan, where did she still have the heart to feel the wealth of the imperial township? The more bustling Chang'an City became, the more unbearable the loneliness of the desolate tombs in the mountains became.

The closer you go, the more intense the heart-eating pain becomes. This is no longer homesickness, but a person has to face the most regretful and irreparable mistakes in his life.

"Let's go to Huashan first, Puyang is there......" She suddenly realized that Qingmei had never asked her what her relationship with Puyang was.

And she herself really can't say the words "I'm her sister" openly, because she doesn't deserve it. Puyang once gave her incomparable trust, and she failed to live up to it. Now she has come to this world as a sinner to ask for forgiveness, but the boy who could forgive her has died forever.