Prince Jin's hand strangled Song Huiyue all the way into his body. She was so strangled that she couldn't breathe. She couldn't help but struggle to take a breath: "Your Majesty..."
King Jin heard something was wrong with her voice and thought he had strangled her. He quickly let go and looked at her face again. He didn't think so when they first met, but now he saw that Song Huiyue's cheeks were red. He reached out and touched her forehead, which was also hot.
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The reason why the eyes are so bright is probably because they are burning.
"Sit down quickly," King Jin placed her on the only soft cushion, sat close to the fire, and told Huang Ting, "Take hot water and twist a handkerchief, and then buy some cold medicine and boil it, and some clothes.
new."
He looked around again and saw that he was surrounded by big men, so he continued to give instructions: "Find another peasant woman to come and buy new rice to make porridge."
Huang Ting arranged for people to handle it one by one, and twisted the hot handkerchief to Prince Jin. King Jin took the handkerchief and saw her sitting by the fire. He actually started to tremble and had runny nose.
He wiped his face and hands. Yin Xiao had been standing aside silently, and suddenly said: "The lady is injured."
He briefly told what happened along the way. King Jin's heart sank and he said to Huang Ting: "We will go out at dawn."
"Don't go out and show your face yet." Song Huiyue sniffed.
As soon as she got close to the fire, she felt an overwhelming chill. It was so cold that she shivered and sneezed twice more, and then her nose and tears came out together.
"Oops." She muttered, took out a wet handkerchief and wiped it on her face, then couldn't help but waver.
She had always thought that she was as strong and strong as half of Yinxiao. Unexpectedly, she suffered a minor injury and fell ill after being caught in a winter rain.
My eyes were sore and astringent, and one nostril seemed to be stuffed with cotton, leaving only one to vent my breath. There was a burning pain in my throat, and my head was even dizzy.
She blew her nose over and over again, and looked at King Jin through tears: "I'm fine, but it's not appropriate to go out now. I'll wait until Starling has placed the sulfur and saltpeter before going out."
No matter where he is, King Jin is always clean, his hair is meticulously tied in a crown, his clothes are neat and spotless, his face is clean-shaven, and his peach blossom eyes are so beautiful and charming.
Under such gaze, Song Huiyue felt that the jade sky was clear, and no matter how dark or corrupt the world was, they could go on together without fear.
Her head was in a mess and she was confused by the fever. For a moment, she forgot many of the taboos in her heart. She weakly and confusedly stretched out her hand and held Prince Jin's hands.
King Jin's hands are also as white as jade, with neat lines and well-defined joints. They are beautiful hands.
When she was young, King Jin's hands were not so big and he carried her to many places.
She just came to see King Jin. King Jin was still alive. No matter whether he was living well or bad, she could rest assured. As for other people, they were not in her thoughts.
She opened her mouth slightly in the warm and bloody breath, and breathed rapidly through her mouth. Her heart seemed to be unable to withstand the high temperature of her body, and it beat violently with her breathing.
Prince Jin suddenly closed his palms, intertwined his fingers with hers, and whispered: "Okay, I won't go out, you can rest."
He looked at Song Huiyue's face, which was so red, but her lips had no color, and her eyes were shining with a very strange light, as if she had become a spirit, or as if she was returning to life, which made him both happy and scared.
After Song Huiyue heard this sentence, she was completely relieved. Suddenly she felt that everyone and everything around her were distorting, changing, and spinning with her. Time became a mess in her mind. She held on to Prince Jin tightly.
hand, and then fell asleep with a bloodless face.
Prince Jin half-knelt on the ground and kept leaning over to hug her. Seeing that she fell asleep, he moved slightly and softly asked Huang Ting to spread his clothes on the ground. The others should find another place to hide and not stay here.
Huang Ting obeyed the instructions one by one and asked everyone to go out. He was not worried about the safety of King Jin because Yin Xiao was here.
Yin Xiao stood motionless beside Song Huiyue, her eyes were very dark, they were two emotionless stone tablets, the light from her pupils was even colder, her legs were nailed to the spot like nails, even if the sky was falling at this moment.
Even though he was trapped, he couldn't move even an inch.
The King of Jin ignored him, because at this moment, he and Song Huiyue were intertwined with each other. The wind blew the clouds low, and the sky was high in the wilderness. If they walked alone, all cages could be broken.
From then on, he no longer had to be hostile to Yin Xiao. Like others, he only regarded Yin Xiao as a part of Song Huiyue.
King Jin's eyes swept across Yinxiao and looked at Judge Li: "Judge Li, please stay here for a while."
Judge Li walked in front of Xu Laiyu. He was thinking that the King of Jin was a hero and had a hard time with the beauty. He must give this beauty a good pat on her ass in the future, so that he could stay in the cave like the guy with facial paralysis and not have to go out to be exposed to the cold wind.
Cold rain.
Unexpectedly, this idea was still swirling in his mind, when he heard King Jin's plea to stay, and he suddenly became happy, thinking that he was more useful than Xu Laiyu, with a higher official position and more people he knew in Kyoto.
But as soon as he turned around, the smile on his face became a little forced, and his happiness turned into anger.
What a good King of Jin, he is a dignified fifth-rank official, yet you actually left him to do the work of serving others.
He has already humbly stood in King Jin's camp, how could King Jin humiliate him like this!
When the time comes, he must let King Jin know what it means to know people and do their job well.
The thoughts in his mind changed from one moment to another, and the expressions on his face were also ever-changing. Fortunately, when he walked to King Jin, there was only a smiling face left, and he was hunched over, as if he was wearing a gray mouse skin: "
Your Majesty, my subordinate is here."
His appearance made King Jin feel disgusted from the bottom of his heart. He stopped looking at him and lowered his gaze to Song Huiyue's face, and then he felt a little more comfortable.
In this world, he was only willing to stare at Song Huiyue for a long time.
With his head hanging like this, he told Yin Xiao that Judge Li was the one responsible for the explosion in the metallurgical field.
Yin Xiao understood what King Jin meant.
If Judge Li had not taken action, King Jin would not have been trapped here. If King Jin had not been trapped here, Song Huiyue would not have come all the way here, let alone get injured or sick.
Judge Li was one of the people who hurt Song Huiyue.
So we need to get rid of this troublesome person.
But King Jin’s hands were very clean, so he let Yin Xiao do it.
Judge Li was confused. He didn't know what King Jin meant by saying this. Wasn't he already turning the page?
Why did you say this specifically to a servant?
Yin Xiao stepped forward with the knife, and Judge Li was immediately frightened. Just as he was about to speak, Yin Xiao's knife stabbed him mercilessly, leaving him stunned on the spot.
As soon as Judge Li died, Yin Xiao dragged the man out and threw him in the wasteland.
The blood was dispersed by the rain, but the appearance of the corpse was still new, with a look of jaw-dropping horror on its face. Huang Ting led the people over to pick up the corpse. Xu Laiyu came over in the rain and looked at Judge Li on the ground, wondering what was going on.
What a taste.
Judge Li deserves to die, but he accompanied King Jin in the cave. He always thought that King Jin was kind and kind, and could be called a jade Buddha. He didn't expect that he also had thunderous methods.