Chapter 587 The meekness at this time is finally sincere
Mu Bai was dragged into the expedition team for no reason.
However, he originally planned to leave Jincheng.
Now, Chu Weiyun's appearance only gave him an excuse to leave.
What's annoying is that this woman keeps pestering him, insisting that he stay with her.
The army had been walking for two days. He knew that Chu Qingge and Feng Liye were at the front of the army, but he never had the chance to meet them.
On the third day, the army left Xunyang City and entered a mountain forest.
This is the only way to go to Beilang Pass. Some roads are very rugged and narrow, and indeed not suitable for horse-drawn carriages.
The team had only been walking in the mountain stream for less than half an hour when Chu Weiyun couldn't bear it anymore and lay on the horse's back, vomiting.
Zhang Yan immediately asked the team to stop and rest on the spot.
"I want to see Brother Ye." Chu Weiyun sat on the carpet laid out for her by the guards, feeling weak all over.
"Tell Brother Ye that I... don't feel well and I want to see him."
Zhang Yan was embarrassed for a while, but seeing that His Highness was really uncomfortable, he had no choice but to rush to the front of the team himself.
Feng Liye was still on the horse, and riding with him was Chu Qingge.
After walking for two days, even Chu Qingge couldn't bear it anymore. Now, she fell limply into Feng Liye's arms.
The team stopped, and Feng Liye jumped off the horse with her in his arms and placed her on the grass.
"How?" Although his face remained as cold as ever, there was a hint of worry in his eyes.
"Does your chest still feel uncomfortable? Do you want me to rub it for you?"
"No..." Qingge almost wanted to kick him away.
Although, I know I don’t mean it that way.
But, chest, rub it?
Don’t you see, there are soldiers everywhere watching them?
"It's not... nothing." She bit her lip. If her voice hadn't been so hoarse, her words would have been more convincing.
"Maybe I'm just a little... tired."
Feng Liye knows better than anyone what kind of person the dead woman is.
In order not to delay the military plane, she endured it as long as she could.
If you really can't help it, you must be really feeling uncomfortable.
"When we are on our way later, you can sit directly on my lap." Compared to sitting on a horse, at least it's less bumpy.
"I will protect you."
"No..." How could she be so weak?
But now it's hard to even refuse.
Who would believe that she is not weak?
Han Shanggong's palm shocked her heart.
If you can lie down and heal your wounds quietly, you will feel better in a few days.
But in the past few days, I have been bumping around. Not only has my body not recovered, but my injuries have also worsened.
Just look at her thin face, which is no bigger than his hand, and you can tell how much she has suffered in the past few days.
Feng Liye decided to let her sit on his lap later.
Anyway, in the past few days, the speed of the army has been very slow for the sake of that little Highness who can't bear hardships at all.
He held her with one hand and rode the horse with the other, with ease.
Qingge wanted to say something else, but she saw Zhang Yan coming in a hurry.
She tugged on Feng Liye's sleeve.
Feng Liye lowered his head and glanced at the pale fingers that were holding her at rest, and couldn't help but feel a movement in her heart.
This damn woman... has been very docile around him these past few days because of her poor health.
Days like this have happened in the past.
But at this time, it is no longer like that time, with calculations everywhere.
Finally, it was sincere.
There was a throbbing at the top of my heart, and my heart suddenly felt like it had been stabbed with a knife again.
He immediately withdrew his gaze and looked at Zhang Yan, who was approaching: "What's the matter?"
