Shen Mo put his hand on her injured leg and asked, "Does this hurt?" ”

Li Qingheng nodded.

Shen Mo lowered his eyes, and his hand fell lightly on her lap, as if looking for some treatment.

The frightened horse just ran all the way and disappeared, but judging by the situation, it should have run to the mountain, and when the time came, I was afraid that it would fall off the cliff, and there was basically no way to survive.

The horse was his, and it stands to reason that he should have been the one who was wounded today.

Seeing that she had fallen off her horse and disappeared, he dismounted to look for her, and as soon as he came over, he heard the county lord saying that he must not let him have any strengths and weaknesses.

Hearing that, a thousand thoughts suddenly came to my heart, and finally all turned into regret.

He even felt that the county lord might not have any ill will towards him.

"The county lord has a strained muscle, and he will recover after recuperating at home for a period of time."

His voice was clear, and listening to him was as if there was a trickle of water.

It's just that the pain in the legs can't be alleviated by listening to people's good voices, and if it can be alleviated, it must be a lie.

"Quick, help me bandage it, why is there so much blood."

Li Qingheng's lips turned white in pain, and when he lowered his eyes, he saw that his lower skirt was all wet with blood, as if she had been soaked in the blood tank.

She shouldn't have bled to death, right?

When you pull up the skirt, you can see that the white underpants inside are all dyed red and sticky to the legs.

When Shen Mo saw him pull up the hem of his skirt, he immediately turned his head, restrained himself and said: "County Lord, there is a difference between men and women, Shen has insulted the reputation of the county lord by doing this." ”

“……”

How is it such an unenlightened elm head?

"I don't care about Qingyu, you hurry up and help me bandage it, otherwise what if I die." She didn't care, Shen Mo had nothing to care about.

Shen Mo was stunned, as if he died in the mouth of the county lord, it was just an easy word, whether it was placed on others or himself.

He still refused: "Shen is afraid that the county lord will threaten him with a clean reputation, and Shen can't afford it." ”

The expression on Li Qingheng's face froze, his throat moved slightly, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

It turned out that what he cared about was not Qingyu, but that he threatened him with Qingyu.

Who to look down on? Is it okay for the lord of this county to take a fancy to whoever he wants?

She sneered: "In that case, why should you go back, wouldn't it be better if you rode away now?" ”

Shen Mo was silent and didn't say a word.

A poplar leaf suddenly fell from the tree and landed on top of Shen Mo's head.

"Don't let me see you, hurry up."

Li Qingheng turned his head and didn't bother to look at Shen Mo. It's really bad luck for her eight lifetimes to meet this kind of person, so it's better to let her stop the Anshi Rebellion!

Thinking of his first nine tragic deaths, forget it, when Shen Mo is gone now, let her ease herself for two days, and her anger will be gone.

But she is afraid that Shen Mo will not leave directly, who will let him Wenwen weakly see everyone want to sympathize with him?

It seems that someone told him to go under his crotch, and he won't get angry.

Correct.

Shen Mo stood up, straightened his clothes, and bowed to Li Qingheng.

Li Qingheng raised his eyelids and glanced at it, suppressing the stunned feeling in his heart, just as if he hadn't seen anything.

Special meow, I really don't have any conscience at all, you're really leaving!

Forget it, let's go!

When the county lord gets his hands on you, he will definitely make you unable to eat and walk around, and torture you to death!

She must insult Shen Mo fiercely!

"County Lord, offended, Shen is here to make amends."

Shen Mo squatted back on the ground again, carefully lifting her blood-soaked trouser legs, trying not to touch her wounds.

Li Qingheng: "......"

Sin and sin, sin and scolding early.

Really, you have to bow before bandaging the wound, and you have to pay attention to it.

Anyway, it can't be her fault.

He was very serious about his work, his sparse eyelashes fluttering slightly, and he looked very restrained, just like his whole person.

His clean sleeves rubbed against the dust on the ground, leaving some dirt yellow, and his pale fingers were also stained red with blood, adding a little dirt to him who was not stained with dust, even if it was dirty, it was also extremely pleasing to the eye, but it seemed that he was cleaner.

Li Qingheng looked at him, and suddenly there was a feeling in his heart that he wanted to press him into the mud, making him covered in mud and embarrassed.

At that time, will it still be as clean and tidy as it is now? At that time, he must have been like a broken jade Guanyin, scattered into mud, fragrant as before, it must be an extremely broken beauty.

If she could see this scene, she would definitely have to find a painter to depict it.

After Shen Mo lifted her trouser leg, he ripped a clean cloth from himself and carefully wiped it around her rotting wound.

The large swath of flesh on her legs had become pitted and shocking by the impact of the uneven stones, and the wounds mixed with the blood and water, as if they had pulled the noble her into the mud.

The leg was incomparably smooth and delicate, but it was emaciated by a shocking wound, as if it had fallen from an altar.

After Shen Mo finished wiping, he tore some cloth from his clothes, gently lifted her legs, set them up, and then covered the cloth belt.

"Does the county lord hurt?"

With so much blood shedding from such a shocking wound, what woman could stand it.

"It doesn't hurt."

Li Qingheng is telling the truth, she is not very sensitive to pain, especially on the flesh and skin.

Of course, that was the exception just now, because I pulled the tendons, and there was a feeling of tearing the tendons and flesh, and the pain was really hard to breathe.

"......" such a serious injury, how can it not hurt. It should be that the county lord is strong and refuses to say it.

Shen Mo lowered his eyes, tilted his head, looked at her injuries with his spare eyes, and carefully bandaged the wounds.

"Can you see with your head tilted?" Li Qingheng didn't understand his actions very much.

"Shen's status is low, and he has no choice but to offend the county lord, and now he doesn't dare to commit it again, lest he collide with the nobleman."

“……”

His humble and polite appearance made Li Qingheng angry and annoyed.

But he can't vent it yet, as if he vents it to him, he will immediately be inferior, and there is a feeling of a woman in the market for no reason.

"It hurts me, I'm looking at it, your clothes are worth it to the county lord."

Shen Mo's clothes are torn to tatters now, and he looks really unsightly, like a literati who has fallen into trouble at home and turned into a beggar overnight.

"The lord of the county forgives the sins."

Shen Mo responded in a low voice, and then lowered his eyes to bandage her carefully.

Li Qingheng was in a trance for a while, just now when Shen Mo said "the county lord forgives sins", how could she hear a feeling of "Amitabha".

"Brother Yishu, did you say Shen Mo is really here?"

Pei Qingtang's voice came suddenly, Li Qingheng's heart tightened, and he immediately pressed Shen Mo's head, pressed it into his arms, and lay down and hid his body in the bushes under the slope.