Mei Xue was still underestimated in the end, she originally thought that with Du Zhe's physical state, even if he was a martial arts practitioner, he would not be able to go far.

But the fact is that she led the horse for half an hour before she found Du Zhe in a forest.

At this time, Du Zhe had completely fallen into a coma, and his whole person was covered with snow, if it wasn't for the white horse suddenly stopping and refusing to continue walking, Mei Xue would not have found him at all.

No matter how Mei Xue pinched Du Zhe's people, he didn't react in the slightest.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and in an instant, Du Zhe's hair and face were covered with snow again.

Mei Xue put her hand into Du Zhe's clothes and touched it, and found that he had reached a state of hypothermia.

Mei Xue hurriedly hugged Du Zhe tightly in her arms, but she knew very well that it was completely useless.

The snow was as dense as a white curtain, and it was torn down like a cover.

The four fields were silent, only the sound of falling snow.

At the moment when Mei Xue felt desperate, the white horse that had been standing behind her suddenly raised his head and neighed.

Mei Xue turned her head sharply and stared at the white horse for a long time.

Putting Du Zhe back on the snow, Mei Xue walked to the side of the white horse, she stood on tiptoe and put her arms around the white horse's neck, and murmured:

"For the sake of the Yan Palace, and for the peace of the north, I have to sacrifice you today, I'm sorry!"

The white horse seemed to understand Mei Xue's words, and seemed to know what Mei Xue was going to do, but it didn't have the slightest intention of running away, but instead knelt down in front of Mei Xue and gently rubbed Mei Xue with her neck.

Mei Xue burst into tears instantly, she hugged the white horse's head and choked for a moment before taking out the dagger from her sleeve.

Tearing off Du Zhe's belt and binding his hands and feet together, she had to prevent Du Zhe from resisting her decision when he sobered up.

Mei Xue gritted her teeth and cut open the white horse's belly, pulled out the horse's internal organs, and then stuffed Du Zhe into it desperately as fast as she could.

The smell of fishy heat came to her face, Mei Xue couldn't care about the discomfort of her stomach, and hurriedly lay on the horse's belly and held down the cut hole.

Every minute of heat may extend Du Zhe's life. Mei Xue believed that the county lord of Changle and Zheng Long would definitely be able to find this place.

Mei Xue was originally tired and sweaty, and her face was covered with the blood of a white horse. But in the extremely cold weather of Xueling, she had only been lying on the horse for less than a quarter of an hour, and her lips were already shivering from the cold.

The close-fitting clothes were soaked with sweat, and they all turned into cold and hard ice ballast at the moment, and when they touched the skin, they hurt like a knife.

Du Zhe's face was only exposed, and Mei Xue touched his neck with trembling hands, with a little smile on her face.

If you can hold on for a little longer, you must keep going.

As long as they wait until dawn, the people of Yanwangfu will definitely be able to find them.

After listening to Qiu Cheng's report, and seeing that it suddenly snowed so heavily, he would definitely bring someone to find her.

But it was really too cold, Mei Xue curled up her legs, but her upper body didn't dare to move, for fear that she couldn't press it tightly and disperse the heat in the white horse's stomach outside.

Even though she had a premonition that her life would be in danger if she continued like this, Mei Xue didn't think about backing down.

She hopes that Du Zhe can live, not only because he is a young man who is not bad in nature, but also because of the responsibilities he has on him.

If there is no successor in the Yanwang Mansion, there is no need for the Xiongnu to attack, and the northern army itself can be in chaos.

What's more, there are still people in Beijing who are staring at the meat in the north.

And Mei Xue also has selfish intentions, just like she said to Li Jinzhi before she set off, she hopes to establish an intimate relationship with Yanwangfu that goes beyond the exchange of interests.

So that one day in the future, if she and Li Jinzhi fall into a predicament, even if Yan Wangfu does not help, as long as they can remain neutral.

It's just that she really didn't expect to get to this point and put herself in such a dangerous situation.

She is a doctor and is well aware of the consequences of this going on.

Even if she doesn't die, she may be disabled due to severe frostbite.

But now, there is no room for regret, unless she just gave up saving Du Zhe and returned to the grave keeper's house to burn the fire to keep warm.

But how could she bear to do that?

Du Zhe is a young man with a good character, his so-called notoriety, who knows if it was a fake Du Xin who deliberately designed him?

In terms of liking her, Du Zhe is very willful and even extreme, but when people are young, how many people don't value the so-called love above everything?

At least, it shouldn't be a sin.

Gradually, Mei Xue's consciousness began to blur.

There was a warm stove in front of her, she saw Li Jinzhi, saw him holding the imperial grandson Li Mingze in his arms, and Xiao Ping'an, who she was most worried about, was loosening Li Jinzhi's clothes and running towards her with a smile.

She really loves these people, and her aunt, it is they who give her the courage to survive in this world.

In the evening, the Yan Wangfu was in chaos, and as the lord of Changle County led a large group of people into the door, the palace fell into chaos.

Even the old prince was shocked, and after asking the truth, he immediately ordered someone to carry him to the guest house where Mei Xue lived.

The county lord of Changle was already crying and his eyes were red, and he was pointing at several medical officers with a horsewhip to get angry:

"Don't say these bastard words to me, I tell you clearly, not only can there be nothing wrong with her face, but also nothing can happen to her hands and feet, otherwise I will kill you and go to the burial."

But after saying these unreasonable and cruel words, the county lord of Changle suddenly cried again.

Mei Xue in her eyes has always been so strong and so omnipotent.

But now, she was as weak as a child, curled up in the brocade quilt unconscious.

Turning his head and seeing Old Prince Yan being carried in, the county lord of Changle hurriedly wiped his tears and said:

"Lord Wang, the second son is fine, and he is conscious, so I called the medical officers here."

The old prince waved his hand and said to several medical officers:

"Don't worry about Du Zhe's bastard thing, you do your best to save Miss Mei, as long as she can wake up, this king will be rewarded."

Several medical officers nodded busily, first asking the people to boil sugar water and feed it to Mei Xue, and then they got together to discuss the recipe.

In Mei Xue's current situation, there is no worry about her life, but her hands, feet and face are still difficult to say, after all, they have all changed color from the cold.

The old prince sat in the round chair until the medical officers discussed and came up with their eyebrows, and the county lord of Changle and Jiu'er were going to apply ointment to Mei Xue, and he calmly asked people to carry him out.

Du Zhe lay on the bed, staring at the top of the tent with a dull expression, but the tears kept flowing silently.

Just like what the county lord of Changle said when he scolded him on the road, he is a bastard, a bastard who doesn't make people worry, if Mei Xue has a good one, he should take his life to atone for his sins.

But why is this happening? Mei Xue doesn't like him so much, how could she even care about her life for him?

The old prince was carried into Du Zhe's bedroom, and this time he did not get angry again, but sat quietly and looked at Du Zhe for a while before asking:

"Zhe'er, do you still think you're worthy of Miss Mei now?"

Du Zhe, who had been crying silently, finally cried, he turned sideways, looked at Old Prince Yan and choked up:

"Grandpa, I know it's wrong, I'll go to the barracks with Brother Shen immediately, and I won't make a mess again in the future."

I still have reluctance in my heart, and I still have a lot of pain.

But he understood that it had to end, that it had to end.

Watching the old prince being carried out, looking at his gray hair, Du Zhe lay on the bed and cried.

Mei Xue woke up at dawn, and the county lord of Changle and Jiu'er cried with joy, and hurriedly sent someone to the main courtyard to inform the old prince Yan.

The old prince soon came over, and he was still carried into the house, with a rare smile on his always majestic face.

Mei Xue leaned on a soft pillow and half lay on the bed, her hands were wrapped in white cotton cloth, her face was also covered with ointment, and the skin on her entire face was black and red.

Her face was too painful, she couldn't make any expressions, and when she saw the old prince enter the door, she could only bow her head slightly, and try her best to open her mouth and ask him vaguely.

Old Prince Yan waved his hand to signal Mei Xue not to be polite, but he bowed to Mei Xue and said:

"Miss Mei, this king will remember your kindness, Zhe'er, this child, will be your younger brother in the future, you can drive him at any time."

Mei Xue smiled very hard to express her gratitude, but immediately gasped in pain.

Jiu'er hurriedly walked in at this time and said to Mei Xue that someone had arranged for someone to bury the white horse.

Mei Xue's eyes turned red instantly, but she immediately twisted her face away.

Old Prince Yan looked at Mei Xue and sighed secretly in his heart.

In the past night, he hadn't figured out Mei Xue's intention to save Du Zhe so much, but now, he didn't want to think about it anymore.

In his life, he has had countless adventures, and he knows better than anyone how difficult and dangerous Mei Xue's situation was last night.

He really didn't expect that what Mei Xue cared about most after waking up was a horse.

For this girl, if he looked at her with the eyes of the world, it would be a kind of blasphemy.