The carriage was speeding through the mountains and forests, and the pursuers behind it showed no intention of giving up. From time to time, arrows shot through the air. Han Yulang ducked down to avoid it. Looking back, he couldn't help but frown. The carriage was heavy, and he had to get rid of it.
It is not an option to keep chasing the soldiers like this.
"Let me come." At this moment, Zhao Yuanzhen got out of the carriage, stretched out his hand to grab the reins of the carriage, and controlled the carriage to rush into the dense forest.
"Your Majesty!?" Han Yulang was shocked when he saw the direction of the carriage. He couldn't see the way forward clearly in the bushes.
"Now you know you're afraid?" Zhao Yuanzhen curled his lips, glanced at her and said.
"..." Han Yulang's eyes darkened slightly. Just when he was about to speak, he saw the carriage swooping down and falling directly without warning. Just as she was about to reach out to protect Zhao Yuanzhen, he grabbed her waist.
Pulling to the right, the two jumped out of the carriage and rolled down the hillside next to them.
The pain of rolling gravel made Han Yulang particularly awake. She tried to protect Zhao Yuanzhen, but was pinned down by him in his arms. After she stopped, she was finally able to raise her head.
Han Yulang stared at Zhao Yuanxi who hit the tree trunk and took a breath of air: "Are you crazy?"
Zhao Yuanzhen groaned and lay on the ground for a long time before he regained his composure. He blinked and said nothing while listening to Han Yulang's words.
"Where's the injury?" Han Yulang looked slightly nervous. Without any hesitation, he stretched out his hand and pulled open Zhao Yuanzhen's clothes, and wanted to check his wounds with a sullen face.
Zhao Yuanzhen opened his eyes wide in shock. This was the first time he was raped by a woman...
Zhao Yuanzhen raised his hand and grabbed Han Yulang's wrist, sat up with support on the ground and said, "Don't move around. I'm fine, just a little skin injury."
Han Yulang obviously didn't believe that it would be fine if he rolled down from such a high place?
"Let's go." Zhao Yuanzhen stood up, his feet a little unsteady, he looked down at his knees and breathed secretly, gritted his teeth and whispered: "When those people find that we are not in the rolling carriage, they will definitely
They will be hunted down."
"We don't have much time, let's go." Zhao Yuanzhen took a rough look at the direction and left.
"Wait a minute." How could Han Yulang not see Zhao Yuanzhen's leg injury? She walked up to him and knelt on one knee in front of him. She lowered her head and pulled out a long knife to cut off a piece of clothing, and bandaged it for him without any nonsense.
Wound.
Then he stood up, walked to him, turned his back, squatted down and said, "Come up."
Zhao Yuanzhen: "..."
He stared at Han Yulang's back for a long time and whispered: "I can walk, so it is not my turn to be taken care of by a woman."
Han Yulang laughed angrily after hearing this, turned his head and looked at him and said: "You are the one being hunted, don't drag me down."
Han Yulang stepped forward without any explanation, grabbed Zhao Yuanzhen's arm, and resisted him. The strength of his hand shocked Zhao Yuanzhen. He struggled for a while and said: "You! You are so impudent!
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"Save some strength." Han Yulang pretended not to hear, gritted his teeth, carried him and started running quickly, with such hard work that people were a little shocked.
She can bear the weight of one person. After all, she has done many years of weight-bearing training in the military. It's just physical strength, and the mountain road is rugged and not easy to walk. She doesn't dare to relax at all.
In the blink of an eye, the sky was getting dark. Han Yulang sat under the roots of a tree and gasped for air. He got up and plunged into the stream, drinking big gulps of water.
"We have to spend the night in the woods tonight." Han Yulang gasped, swallowed, turned to look at Zhao Yuanzhen and said, "Why are you sitting there stupidly, aren't you thirsty?"
"There's nothing to fill with water. Please feel sorry for the Holy King. Just lie down and drink by yourself." Han Yulang stood up as he spoke.
Zhao Yuanzhen: "..."
I was just drinking water, but why did I suddenly feel so uncomfortable when Han Yulang said this?
He turned his head silently: "I am not thirsty."
Han Yulang smiled unceremoniously, looked at Zhao Yuanzhen's pretentious look and said with a smile: "Hypocritical."
She turned and walked into the forest, picked up a lot of firewood, and picked leaves. She put the firewood and took the leaves to fill the water. She carefully held it in front of Zhao Yuanzhen and said, "Drink."
"My king..." Zhao Yuanzhen felt a little uncomfortable being taken care of like this.
"Drink quickly." Han Yulang's eyes were unkind, and his tone was very much like scolding his subordinates. Zhao Yuanzhen silently lowered his head and held her hand to drink water. He went back and forth three times before Han Yulang put down the things in his hands.
Zhao Yuanzhen thanked him, but Han Yulang didn't take it to heart at all. Instead, he quickly dug a hole nearby and prepared to light a fire.
While busy, he said to Zhao Yuanzhen: "I'm going to get some food. Can the prince make a fire?"
Zhao Yuanzhen raised his eyes and said: "Yes."
"Don't make too much smoke, I'll be back soon." Han Yulang said, picked up the long knife and strode into the forest. Seeing that the sky was darkening, the forest was getting darker, and she, a woman, had no trace of anything.
Fearful, I just walked in.
Zhao Yuanzhen looked at the direction Han Yulang left and thought for a long time. He moved and sat on the stone and started to light a fire. Although he was a prince, he was not useless. He still had this ability after being away all year round.
When it was dark and he couldn't see his fingers, Han Yulang finally came back. There was a rustling sound behind him, and Zhao Yuanzhen immediately raised his hand to hold the long sword at his waist.
Until I heard Han Yulang's voice: "It's me."
Zhao Yuanzhen secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He raised his eyes and saw the woman walking calmly into the firelight. He raised his hand and dropped the hare he was holding on the ground. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's a waste of time to catch this thing."
It’s a lot of trouble, I’ll deal with it.”
Zhao Yuanzhen stared at Han Yulang, looked at her skillful sword skills and pondered for a long time before asking in a low voice: "How did you learn these things?"
Han Yulang's men didn't pause at all. Hearing Zhao Yuanzhen's question and knowing what he was referring to, he immediately smiled and said: "No one is born with this skill, but you can't live without it."
"So it works." Han Yulang neatly whittled the wooden sticks, skewered the hare, and set up the grill. He said with a smile: "The hardships during the march are much more severe than this. Are you curious, Your Majesty?"<
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"I'm a little curious." Zhao Yuanzhen looked at Han Yulang for a while and then said: "General Han is admirable. As a woman, to achieve today's achievements, she must have paid more than others can imagine."
"It's not that exaggerated. We are all human beings. There are no men or women on the battlefield." Han Yulang rolled the stick in his hand and answered exceptionally calmly.
"In the past, I was a bit contemptuous of this. I hope the general will forgive me." It was the first time that Zhao Yuanzhen lowered his head like this.
