In the small grotto, the two of them hugged each other.
Feng Jiu'er has been looking forward to when the rain will stop. Jian Yi's body is so hot, and if it continues like this, he will definitely have a fever.
With the rain being so heavy this time, their water supply shouldn't be a big problem.
Stop the rain quickly, go down the mountain immediately, and give Jianyi some Chinese medicine, that's the business.
Feng Jiuer has been worried about Jian Yi's body, and from time to time she will let go of her hand and probe his forehead, which is really a bit anxious.
And after Jianyi hugged her, there was no movement.
He held her in his arms, leaning gently towards her, but keeping his arms firmly against the rock, fearing that Feng Jiuer's body would be hurt by the rock.
It rained for a long time and then gradually lightened up.
The "crackling" sound outside gradually disappeared, Feng Jiuer gently patted Jianyi's waist and let him go.
"Jianyi, how do you feel now?
Let’s go down the mountain, don’t really catch a cold.”
Feng Jiuer's words were like a stone sinking into the ocean, without causing any waves.
She frowned, gently pushed Jianyi away, took his arm holding her, and pulled his arm back.
"Jianyi, don't scare me?
Are you really uncomfortable?"
Feng Jiuer did not forget that for almost an hour, Jian Yi remained motionless, and he did not say anything when she asked her questions.
"Let me show you."
She held his arm and placed her long fingers on his veins.
Jianyi suddenly retracted his arms and moved back.
"I'm fine."
He refused Feng Jiuer's touch.
Feng Jiuer raised her eyes and looked at him, stunned.
Jian Daxia usually has a good temper, but he doesn't treat her well, especially when it comes to his health. He has always been very well-behaved.
What happened today?
Without waiting for Feng Jiu'er to ask anything, Jian turned around, leaving Feng Jiu'er with an increasingly distant figure.
"Sword One."
Feng Jiuer followed and walked out.
The rain stopped and the sun had not yet come out, but the brothers who were hiding in the grass and under the rocks came out one after another.
Everyone was wet, but Feng Jiuer's clothes were not wet at all.
"Jiu'er, are you hiding in a cave?"
Little Cherry asked with an envious look.
Everyone is wet, why is Jiuer not wet at all?
"Freshly dried."
Feng Jiuer looked at Jian Yi's leaving figure, frowned, and then stopped.
Isn't Jian Da Xia shy anymore?
Does he know how to be shy?
Feng Jiuer couldn't explain Jian Yi's abnormality, so she could only think so, after all, the two hugged each other for such a long time just now.
She and the little beauty, Jianyi, can sit still and calmly, and only learn to be shy in the end, which is already very good.
But... Feng Jiuer thought about it and chased after him.
"Jianyi, please go back first, don't catch a cold."
"Jianyi, do you hear me?
You go back first!"
"good!"
Jian Yi's hoarse voice came back.
When Feng Jiuer received the response, she breathed a sigh of relief and looked away.
As long as he is willing to go back first, she still has some things to deal with.
After the heavy rain, the waterfall poured down, and the brothers were very happy to see it.
When Feng Jiuer and others returned to the camp, it was already the end of Shenshi.
The small river coming down from the high mountain passed through the village, which was a little far away from the thatched house where Feng Jiuer was.
The water source was finally obtained, and the camp where tens of thousands of soldiers were camped was slightly changed.
On both sides of the drinkable river, tents were set up, belonging to their own people.
Such tents continue into the woods in the mountains.
Even going up the mountain was guarded by soldiers.
Being able to drink safe water is an important step in planning later.
After working for a long time, the brothers who went out were treated to hot meals.
After a belated lunch, Feng Jiuer realized that Jian Yi was missing.
"Did you really not see Jianyi?"
Feng Jiuer asked a nearby brother to inquire.
"No!"
The brother shook his head, "But he came back once, and then he didn't see him."
"Has he come back to change his clothes?"
Feng Jiuer asked.
"Yes."
The brother responded, "Jian Yi came back and changed his clothes and had lunch, but he hasn't seen anyone for more than an hour."
"good."
Feng Jiuer nodded, turned and left.
Qiao Mu and Gong Xinyue changed into men's clothes and walked over at the same time.
The two of them are almost the same height and figure, but Gong Xinyue looks much darker.
Their height is on the line, and after some dressing up, they really look like young men.
He is still a very handsome and charming young man.
"Jiu'er, are you going to the city?"
Qiao Mu asked.
This was something they had agreed upon when they came back. Qiao Mu just didn't know why Feng Jiuer hadn't dressed up yet.
Feng Jiuer immediately moved forward and covered Qiao Mu's mouth.
"Shut up!"
She warned in a low voice, "Uncle Nine Emperors hasn't agreed yet. If he hears it..." "Didn't you tell him?"
Qiao Mu asked through lip language.
"No!"
Feng Jiuer shook his head.
"So, Fengjiang doesn't know either?"
Qiao Mu frowned.
"Um."
Feng Jiuer nodded and let go of her mouth.
"Walk."
She dropped a word, took Qiao Mu's hand, and moved forward.
"Do you have any clothes in your room that fit me?"
Feng Jiuer took the tree and walked several steps before asking.
"There should be."
Qiao Mu looked at Feng Jiuer's slender body and was a little doubtful of his words.
"Without further delay, we have to kill first and then tell the story later."
Before nightfall, two "men" and one woman entered the town center.
Feng Jiuer originally wanted to wear men's clothes so that she could do things better, but she didn't expect that the men's clothes in Qiao Mu were really not suitable for her.
In the end, Feng Jiuer was only satisfied after making her skin comparable to Gong Xinyue's.
Seeing this, Qiao Mu also covered up his skin.
The three of them did not take the main road directly, but chose a small path to avoid the guards and entered the town.
"Sir, do you want to have a meal?"
While passing the largest brothel in the town, Qiao Mu was held by a woman with heavy makeup on his arm.
The woman looked at Qiao Mu and blinked her big peach blossom eyes as hard as she could.
When it comes to teasing, don't make it too obvious.
Qiao Mu coughed slightly and moved his held arm.
The woman patted her shoulder gently and then let her go with a look of reluctance.
"My guest, you're here even if you don't come. Why don't you come in and sit down?"
Qiao Mu turned around and glanced at the two people not far away.
At first glance, they appear to be a man and a woman, but they are actually Gong Xinyue and Feng Jiuer.
"What, what's wrong?"
The woman's hand was once again placed on Qiao Mu's shoulder.
There was a look of disgust in Qiao Mu's eyes, but she kept tolerating it.
"Ahem..." Qiao Mu coughed lightly and looked away, "Do you want anyone else?"
The woman reacted immediately, retracted her hand, and looked carefully at the two people not far away again.
"What are you..." "Want to do it or not?"
Just say it!"
Qiao Mu's cold voice sounded.
"With such a good product, why should I worry about not finding a buyer?"
