"Jiang Wanxiu." Song Yuanxi looked at the wound in her shoulder blade, held the crossbow arrow in her hand, and wanted to pull out the arrow, but the scissor nailed it to the board of the carriage.

Pulling out the arrow like this without tools, Jiang Wanxiu died of pain.

"Song Yuanxi, I'll ......" Jiang Wanxiu stretched out her hand weakly and reluctantly said at him, "Don't pull out the arrow...... It hurts...... It hurts ......."

Song Yuanxi's heart was pinched, and he held her hand, "Jiang Wanxiu, you wait for me, I will dismantle the carriage!" ”

In the next second, Song Yuanxi entered the carriage, took out the Moyue dagger he was carrying, slashed a few times horizontally and vertically at the wooden board of the carriage, and directly dug out the piece where the arrow of the crossbow arrow was nailed.

Fortunately, Mo Yue's dagger sharpened iron like mud, but after this toss, even if Song Yuanxi was already very light, Jiang Wanxiu still fainted in pain.

"Jiang Wanxiu!" Mo Zixuan: They finally came over.

"Master!"

The ghost doctor Guan Yan no longer needed Song Yuanxi's instructions and rushed to Jiang Wanxiu, taking the pulse and checking the injury.

"Shizi, Miss Jiang fainted in pain." Ghost doctor Guan Yan said.

As soon as these words came out, Song Yuanxi didn't care about anything else, looked at Jiang Wanxiu worriedly and said, "Old man, don't you hurry up and stop the bleeding." ”

"You have to pull out the arrows first, but fortunately, the prince has dismantled the carriage and can easily pull out the arrows. But the old man still wants to see the sun tomorrow and doesn't dare to do it. Ghost doctor Guan Yan said.

Song Yuanxi said, "I'll come." ”

"The arrow penetrated the pipa bone, if you want to pull out the arrow, it will inevitably expose half of the fragrant shoulder, there is no female doctor in the barren mountains and mountains, and there are no women in our line, not to mention that there are women, and it is not possible to pull out the arrow."

The ghost doctor Guan Yan said, "Miss Jiang's injury can't be delayed any longer, just now the carriage was running wildly, and the wound has been stirred up, and if you don't take medicine, it will fester......"

Song Yuanxi had already picked up Jiang Wanxiu, walked to another carriage that was still intact, and said coldly, "Ghost doctor, take the hemostatic powder." ”

Pain and pain......

Jiang Wanxiu only had this feeling left, penetrating the pipa bone, which was originally a torture that only death row prisoners would enjoy, plus the arrows stirred in the flesh and blood when they were bumped all the way by the carriage.

The pain made her unconscious, and she had already fainted, and she didn't hear the quarrel between Song Yuanxi and Mo Zixuan.

Just sinking into a half-dream, sinking into the memory of a previous life.

Mother, brother......

Song Chen, Bai Qingqing, Jiang Wanwen!

Everyone's faces flickered in her mind, as if the nightmare scene had reappeared.

Jiangfu suffered a catastrophe, his father was killed, his mother killed himself, and his brother died.

There are only Song Chen's indifferent and disgusted face, Cheng Yue'er's villainous smile, and Jiang Wanwen's white and clear femme fatale.

In this life and this life, if Song Chen can't enjoy the pain ten times worse than her previous life, she will come to this world in vain.

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts......

Jiang Wanxiu opened her eyes suddenly, her cold and emotionless eyes were full of hatred, and she gradually separated the dream from reality.

The tragedy of the past life will never be repeated in this life.

Half a year after being reborn, she has saved the fate of many people and changed history, and it will only get better and better in the future.

Everyone is unknown to her, but she is clear about the ugly faces and desires of those people, knows herself and her opponent, and wins every battle.

But as soon as she came back to her senses, Jiang Wanxiu felt that something was not right.

There was a tingling pain in the shoulder blade, which was normal.

She remembers being shot before she fell unconscious.

But......

Jiang Wanxiu lowered her head and saw herself lying on the bed, while a man lay on top of her and kissed her shoulder blades......

"Pervert!" Jiang Wanxiu didn't know where the strength came from, and she didn't know where she hit it with a punch when she raised her hand.

The man on her body was defenseless against her, snorted, and spat out a mouthful of black blood.

"How are you?" Jiang Wanxiu saw the man's face clearly, and her face was shocked.

The man had a good-looking face, handsome and cold, with a trace of brown blood on his thin lips......

"Song Yuanxi, I beat you and vomited blood? No, you're so badly injured? ”

Jiang Wanxiu frowned, and then sank her face, "You messed around by yourself, don't blame me, you deserve it, Song Yuanxi, you are getting more and more excessive!" ”

Hearing this, Song Yuanxi wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, "That's your blood." ”

"Mine?" Jiang Wanxiu looked at the pool of black blood on the ground, and then looked at the wound on her shoulder blade.

It seems that Song Yuanxi was sucking blood just now......

"The arrow is quenched with poison, and the poisonous blood penetrates the flesh and blood, and it cannot be discharged." Song Yuanxi said, picking up the water next to him and rinsing his mouth.

This time, Jiang Wanxiu understood, it turned out that he was just sucking poison blood......

But as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw a man lying on top of her, still with such movements and postures, no wonder she wanted to be crooked.

Besides, even if it's drug blood, it shouldn't be...... He's a big man.

"Even if that's it...... Not at all! Jiang Wanxiu strained her face.

Song Yuanxi didn't explain much to her, he stretched out his hand to wrap his arm around Jiang Wanxiu's shoulder, making her fall into his arms, and grabbed the collar with the other hand and pulled it to the left, the collar was pulled apart, and the snow-white fragrant shoulder on the left side was exposed, and the plain white bandeau coat was clearly visible.

"What?" Jiang Wanxiu asked, reaching out to protect her chest.

Song Yuanxi's gaze fell on her chest and glanced up and down, and her voice was hoarse, "Don't seduce me, you have injuries on your body, it's inconvenient." ”

"Who seduces you." Jiang Wanxiu is angry, this bastard hooligan!

Jiang Wanxiu was fine when she was in a coma, but her shy and evasive little appearance at this time really made him want to stop, he couldn't bear it, and he couldn't bandage the wound properly.

Song Yuanxi pursed her lips, picked up the hemostatic powder and sprinkled it on her wound, added some green medicine paste after mashing some unknown herbs to it, picked up the bandage and wrapped it around.

Immediately, he said lightly: "You, who else can there be?" ”

Jiang Wanxiu was so angry that she had nothing to say, and she couldn't swallow this breath, "Song Yuanxi, I really want to bite you to death!" ”

Song Yuanxi approached Jiang Wanxiu's face, her lips almost touching her lips, and smiled lightly, "Please feel free to concubine." ”

He's a shameless rascal! Bring your lip to the door for her to bite?

This rascal!

"You don't bite? Then you're welcome. Song Yuanxi pressed the back of Jiang Wanxiu's head with one hand, and her lips covered it.

Hmm......

"Shizi, the medicine is decoction......" The door was pushed open, and the ghost doctor Guan Yan walked in with the medicine.

"Shhh

Lin Ze and Mo Zixuan, who came in with the ghost doctor Guan Yan, were stunned at the same time.

Jiang Wanxiu didn't react when she was attacked by Song Yuanxi, but she was immediately bumped into by so many people, her face turned red instantly, and she struggled hard to push Song Yuanxi away.

However, Song Yuanxi didn't exist when the three people at the door didn't exist, and tightened her, making her powerless to struggle.

"Ahem, don't bother them, let's go." The ghost doctor Guan Yan put the medicine on the ground, and immediately pulled Mo Zixuan to turn around and leave.

Lin Ze cooperated to close the door.

After they left, Song Yuanxi let go of Jiang Wanxiu, got up and picked up the medicine brought by the ghost doctor Guan Yan, picked up the spoon and scooped it, tasted the temperature, and then handed it to Jiang Wanxiu's mouth, "Drink the medicine." ”

"Don't drink it." Jiang Wanxiu's face was cold, "What do you want to do?" ”

Song Yuanxi said, "I'm going to marry you, I told you." ”

"I don't like you, I won't marry you, I said it." Jiang Wanxiu was-for-tat.

Song Yuanxi raised his eyebrows, "Oh, the opposition is invalid, obediently drink the medicine, I'll do something, I'll come to see you later." ”

After the words fell, he grabbed Jiang Wanxiu's forehead and took a sip before going out satisfied.

Jiang Wanxiu's gaze swept to the medicine bowl on the side, and the scene of Song Yuanxi feeding the medicine to her mouth appeared in front of her.

Jiang Wanxiu was stunned, drove out these inexplicable thoughts in her mind, picked up the medicine bowl and took a sip.

"Childe, what do you say is going on with the son? Did you go crazy in practice? Why did you suddenly start liking women? Ghost doctor Guan Yan touched his white beard and said with a puzzled expression.

Mo Zixuan poured a cup with a teapot and said with a smile, "What you said is like the prince used to like men?" ”

"Hey, that's not what old people mean, what kind of men and women, the son of the world didn't like people at all before!" Ghost doctor Guan Yan waved his hand and said.

Qingkong, the medicine boy who was grinding the herbs on the side, sneered and laughed, "Master Divine Doctor, what you said is too ambiguous, and you have changed from a human to a bird, a beast, a flower and a grass. ”

"You are not allowed to talk about the world behind your back." Lin Ze, who was holding a sword to the side, said coldly.

Qingkong whispered, "Big wood." ”

At this moment, I saw Song Yuanxi coming over.

Ghost doctor Guan Yan got up and said with a smile: "Congratulations to the son, good things are coming." ”

Hearing this, Mo Zixuan asked, "What's a good thing?" ”

"This is a good thing, Childe, you see that the son of the world has not even had a woman by his side for so many years, and he is finally going to get married, isn't this a happy event?" The ghost doctor Guan Yan touched his beard, smiled and said, "Shizi, when are you going to get married?" The old man can finally drink the happy wine of the son. ”

Song Yuanxi coughed, "Say it again." ”

"Huh? Again? Ghost Doctor Guan Yan's eyes widened.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Zixuan explained, "Miss Jiang has just been admitted to Fengnu Academy, and it will take at least a year before she can get married, of course, I have to talk about it." ”

"But with the temperament of our son, how can we agree to let Miss Jiang go to Fengnu Academy?" Mo Zixuan asked in confusion.

Song Yuanxi's domineering personality, as a confidant, he knows it deeply, and he doesn't even let others eat a piece of pastry, and now he has decided to get married, and he is willing to show Jiang Wanxiu to others?

Song Yuanxi's face was expressionless, of course he didn't want to, but Jiang Wanxiu refused to marry him now.

The prince was very aggrieved.

A few more days passed, and it was already mid-October.

The Shadow Cult has disappeared, and the imperial court has already sent people to Yangzhou to encircle and suppress it, but nothing has been found.

After the assassination, he bought a boat, and the group went on the Grand Canal and headed north to Kyoto.

I was on the ship for half a month, and it was smooth sailing.

This building ship is two stories high, and Jiang Wanxiu lies in her room every day to recuperate, or she goes to the deck to blow the wind and look at the river view with the support of the maidservant.

Song Yuanxi is also recuperating from her injuries, and she comes to see her every day, and her days are calm without a ripple.

The ghost doctor Guan Yan's medicine worked very well, Jiang Wanxiu's shoulder injury had already begun to scab, and Song Yuanxi, not to mention, the injury recovered faster.

Approaching dusk, in the house, Mo Zixuan visited the sick.

"Miss Jiang, how are your injuries?" Mo Zixuan asked.

Jiang Wanxiu smiled and waved her hand, "It's okay." The arrow has been pulled out, but it will heal in two more days......"

Speaking of detoxification blood, Jiang Wanxiu thought of Song Yuanxi, and her face suddenly became a little unnatural.