"Hurry up." Seeing that she didn't move, Song Heng urged again.
"..." Shen Wan pursed her lips, took a deep breath, and put her hand in Song Heng's.
Song Heng pulled hard, and she got on the horse and sat behind Song Heng.
Song Heng took her hand, put it around his waist, and whispered: "Hold her tight, don't fall."
Shen Wan rolled her eyes behind him and grabbed the clothes around his waist in a perfunctory manner.
Qiu Ju was a little worried when she saw her wife getting on the general's horse. The lady and the general were riding together, so who would take her?
Although Zhang San was injured, he could still ride a horse. He got on the horse first, then stretched out his hand and said to Qiu Ju: "If you don't mind, Miss Qiu Ju, let me take you!"
"Okay," Qiu Ju didn't hesitate and raised her hand to reach into Zhang San's hand. Last time, she also rode with the young prince's personal soldiers, so she didn't think it was anything.
"What's good?" Qiao Mu stepped forward, grabbed Qiu Ju's wrist, looked at her and said, "Third brother is injured now! How can I take you with me? I'll take you with you!"
Hearing this, Qiu Ju looked at Zhang San apologetically and said: "I forgot about this, I'd better let Brother Qiao take me!"
Brother Zhang is injured. If she rides with him and touches his wound, she will hurt him to death.
"Oh..." Zhang San retracted his hand sarcastically.
Although he was seriously injured, there was no problem in taking someone with him.
Qiao Mu first helped Qiu Ju get on the horse, then turned over and sat behind Qiu Ju. He grabbed the reins as if he was hugging Qiu Ju.
Wait, something seems wrong. Shouldn't she be sitting in the back?
Feeling Qiao Mu's broad chest against her back and his breath blowing behind her ears, Qiu Ju felt the temperature around her rise and her ears turned red.
If she turned her head, she would definitely see the raised corners of Qiao Mu's mouth.
"drive……"
Under the moonlight, a group of people and horses were galloping on the official road.
Shen Wan originally didn't want to hug Song Heng's waist, but this guy was riding too fast. For her own personal safety, she still hugged Song Heng's waist.
After the horse ran for a while, Shen Wan suddenly felt some dampness and heat on her arms.
She took her hand out from Song Heng's waist, raised her head and smelled it. It had a very strong smell of blood.
Although Song Heng's body was stained with blood when he fought with the man in black, the warm blood definitely did not belong to anyone else.
"Are you...injured?" Shen Wan asked, frowning.
Song Heng subconsciously glanced at his shoulder. When he was fighting with the man in black, he was stabbed in the right shoulder. However, it was not serious, so he didn't care about it. Because the horse was a bit bumpy, the wound The blood was bleeding a bit too much.
"A small injury doesn't matter."
"You've already lost so much blood. Isn't it a problem?" Shen Wan spoke in a more urgent tone.
Is he even a human being? He was injured and lost so much blood. He didn’t even say a word about the pain. He actually said it was not a problem. Really, relying on his strong body, he didn’t take his injuries seriously. What's going on? Is this a minor injury? Does it have to hurt his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, missing an arm and a broken leg to be considered a serious injury?
Song Heng was stunned for a moment. Although her tone was a little anxious, she showed concern.
He smiled and said, "It's really not a problem. Otherwise, you can bandage my wound when I get back and you'll know."
"Haha, just..." Shen Wan wanted to sneer at Song Heng, but after thinking about his words carefully, she realized that something was wrong.
"Who's going to bandage your wound?" She's not a doctor, so why should she bandage his wound?
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