"Awake?"

The glowing woman, sensing his awakening, asked softly.

The voice was not very gentle, but it inexplicably made Jiang Yanchi feel at ease.

He didn't speak, not because he didn't want to, but because he woke up briefly, it didn't mean that his ailment was gone.

His head was still dizzy, and his whole body was hot, like a burning coal.

The mouth is dry and the eyes are black.

I don't have any strength in my body.

Shen Wu didn't expect to get Jiang Yanchi's reply.

He was a sick man, and although he opened his eyes, he was not necessarily awake.

He may not know his current situation, nor his own situation, let alone that she Shen Wu is his savior.

"When you wake up, drink some porridge."

While speaking, Shen Yan had already come to Jiang Yanchi's side with a bowl.

She squatted down, holding the bowl with one hand and holding Jiang Yanchi's neck with the other.

Jiang Yanchi's body instinctively tensed.

From childhood to adulthood, he got used to one.

Even the slaves and maids who served closely, Jiang Yanchi also refused their intimate contact.

Washing hair, bathing, changing clothes, etc., are also done by yourself.

On the one hand, it is Jiang Yanchi's own rejection.

On the other hand, the slaves and maids were also afraid of Jiang Yanchi.

Therefore, living to the age of eighteen, although he was noble, although he was favored, and although he was hugged by the front and back, Jiang Yanchi did not have a real personal attendant!

Whether it's a little girl or a maid, they can't really get close to Jiang Yanchi.

At this moment, Shen Wan was already the closest distance to Jiang Yanchi.

It is also the distance that Jiang Yanchi will instinctively guard.

However, soon, Jiang Yanchi felt a somewhat familiar aura.

Gentle and warm, it seemed to be able to soothe his manic mood.

"So familiar!"

"Could it be her?"

At the gate of the city, on the official road, in less than three or four days, Jiang Yanchi encountered it twice.

And each time, she helped herself.

Jiang Yanchi was sick and groggy, but he still tried his best to recall.

"Open your mouth!"

Just as Jiang Yanchi was thinking intently, a spoon touched his lips.

Inside the spoon is a warm porridge with japonica rice, minced beef, chopped chives, etc., which are perfectly blended.

An alluring scent that goes straight to the nose.

Jiang Yanchi hadn't reacted yet, but his mouth opened very honestly-

Early in the morning, the rebels came after them.

The holy driver fled in a hurry, and before leaving, he did not forget to send Jiang Yanchi out to do errands.

Jiang Yanchi didn't eat anything, so he hurriedly went to raid his house and kill people.

When he had finished his errand, he fell ill.

Immediately afterwards, he was thrown on the side of the road by Emperor Yuan An.

Hungry, lying on the ground, watching his slaves, maids, and even the little eunuch who gave the decree were all directly given to death, and then burned......

For a whole day, Jiang Yanchi did not enter the rice water, and he was still suffering from illness.

A bowl of warm, fragrant beef and rice porridge was placed in front of him, and Jiang Yanchi's body reacted most instinctively.

He opened his mouth.

When he came back to his senses and realized what had happened, a mouthful of porridge had already been eaten.

It smells so good!

It's delicious!

So satisfying!

Jiang Yanchi was already so sick that he could only rely on his body's instinct to eat one bite after another.

Shen Wu saw him like this, and was a little relieved: "If you can still eat, you can still be saved!" ”

Being able to eat increases your ability to fight the virus.

Perhaps, there is still no symptomatic medicine, but with this force of survival, it should be able to survive.

Shen Wu knew that Jiang Yanchi was a madman.

Shen Wu also knows that when a person experiences setbacks and betrayals, it is easy to have misanthropic and suicidal thoughts.

Shen Wu didn't want Jiang Yanchi to "give up".

"I know you're sick. You must be aware of your condition. ”

"But rest assured, the epidemic is not incurable. As long as people live, there is hope! ”

"Since I have saved you, I will save you to the end."

"Don't give up easily, Jiang Yanchi, you must know that this life of yours no longer belongs to you!"

Shen Yu was feeding the food gently, but at the same time, she said some utilitarian cruel words.

"I didn't save you to make you give up again."

"Jiang Yanchi, you have to be a cow and a horse for me, so that you can be worthy of my kindness of picking you up from the side of the road regardless of the infection."

Jiang Yanchi: ......

This woman is so beautiful, but her heart is so dark?

Also, do you know who I am?

How dare you make a big deal of nonsense, let me be a madman to be a cow and a horse for you?

You're not afraid that I'm getting better of the epidemic, but I'm going crazy, and I'm direct—

Jiang Yanchi didn't know what was wrong with him, but because of Shen Yan's words, he began to think nonsense.

He didn't even realize that he only cared about entangled Shen Wu's "cruel words", but he no longer had the idea of hating the world and destroying everything.

“……”

At this moment, Jiang Yanchi, whose forehead was hot and burned to the point of no sense, had only one question: who is she?

……

The large force temporarily stopped on the side of the road.

All the nobles, including the Imperial Rim, did not get out of the car, but rested in their own frames.

In the open spaces, woods, and even hillsides on both sides of the official road, horse-drawn carriages and soldiers were gathered together.

Set up a campfire and bury the pot for cooking.

The slaves and maids were busy, and the nobles of the royal family and the family, even if they were camping, had to try their best to maintain their high standard of living.

The big copper tripod, tumbling beef, mutton, and thinly sliced soup cakes (noodles), is a beautiful meal.

The soldiers didn't have such a good enjoyment.

They continued to nibble on cold and hard bean cakes and wheat cakes, and the cauldron was still boiling sour and astringent vinegar cloth.

Once again, I felt the "gap between the rich and the poor" at close range, class injustice, and the soldiers looked at the imperial chariot with a deeper and deeper gaze.

Chef Zhu once again found his benefactor's tent and sent him a thick and delicious beef porridge.

A few thousand cow guards, eat the meat porridge cleanly.

The dog was young, so he finally couldn't hold back, and asked in a low voice: "Chef Zhu, is Her Royal Highness the princess still short of guards?" ”

It's not that he's greedy, it's that Her Royal Highness the princess is really good to her subordinates.

Death for a confidant.

In the past, other Qianniuwei would definitely reprimand the dog's "nonsense".

But at this moment, after running away during the day, seeing the robe of the military camp next door being forced to be cannon fodder, the mentality of several Qianniuwei has also changed.

The emperor didn't treat these lowest-level soldiers as human beings at all.

Is such a master still worthy of their allegiance?

……

Late at night, Shen Wu guarded Jiang Yanchi alone.

"Hmm!"

Jiang Yanchi, who was in a coma, suddenly let out a painful moan.

Shen Wu was awakened in an instant, and she hurriedly checked Jiang Yanchi's situation.

The forehead is hot, the whole person is like a boiled shrimp, and the most terrifying thing is Jiang Yanchi's spiritual power.

It was already uncontrollable, and his body suffered from illness and his mental strength was completely exposed.

Shen Wu didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly released her spiritual power, carefully pacifying and guiding her.

Jiang Yanchi, who was in the whirlpool of the spiritual storm, thought that he was going to be torn apart by the violent force again, and completely became a madman without sanity.

Unexpectedly, at the moment of crisis, it was the gentle and warm power -

"It's her! It's really her! ”