Carrying a girl who is half a head taller than him in the ice and snow is indeed a very difficult task for a fifteen-year-old boy.
Fortunately, the weather today is not bad, the winter sun is shining high, and there is only an occasional gust of wind blowing snowflakes in the face. Although there is not much warmth in the winter hanging in the sky, it is better than the strong wind blowing blizzard.
And looking around, everything was a vast expanse of white, and it was impossible to see which section of this white wasteland was the original road.
Zhao Hongrun could only rely on the rough map of Zhengyang County in his mind to determine where the two of them were at the moment, so as not to lose their way.
"Hey, are you still alive?"
Every once in a while along the way, Zhao Hongrun would always ask the witch Mi Jiang on his back like this to prevent her from falling into coma due to blood loss or cold.
After all, Mi Jiang's injury was not serious. Logically speaking, a seriously injured person should not be moved easily, but Zhao Hongrun had no choice.
After the reins of the carriage were cut off by the funny young man surnamed Zhang, the two horses pulling the carriage fled to an unknown location. Under such circumstances, they continued to stay in the carriage.
It seemed that he could find a temporary shelter, but in fact, he gave away the chance of survival.
Because there was no food in the carriage, although there were several quilts to keep out the cold, they could not ward off hunger. Instead of waiting in the carriage to be searched by the Dredging Army and Pingyang Army in Zhengyang County, it was more practical to rely on oneself.
Some.
"Yeah." Mijiang on the back responded weakly.
No wonder, after all, she had lost a lot of blood, and now she should have had a good rest and waited for the hematopoietic function in her body to take effect, but unfortunately she was carried on Zhao Hongrun's back and had to suffer from the bumps.
Thinking about it at this moment, her eyelids were already sleepy and she wished she could close her eyes and take a good rest.
"Don't close your eyes! ...Don't sleep." Zhao Hongrun glanced at Mi Jiang, who was resting her head on his shoulder, from the corner of his eye. He obviously noticed her tired eyes.
"Don't worry, I understand. If you fall asleep at this time, you may never wake up again." Mi Jiang stated in his usual calm tone.
Her words made Zhao Hongrun feel a little more at ease, but her eyes that seemed to be about to close uncontrollably at any time made Zhao Hongrun unable to completely feel at ease.
Talk to her and think of a topic that will interest her...
Zhao Hongrun was anxious, and after thinking for a moment, he asked: "Hey, what is the Ruins of Zhurong?"
"That is the holy place for witches of my lineage..." Mi Jiang replied in a daze.
"Are you waiting for this lineage? Are there other mikos?"
"Well..." Mi Jiang responded softly, without any intention of elaborating.
Is this topic not interesting to her?
Zhao Hongrun turned his head and glanced at Mi Jiang's sleepy eyes. He gritted his teeth and suddenly asked: "Hey, do you...do you like anyone?"
"Huh?" Mi Jiang, who seemed to be in a daze, couldn't help but be startled when he heard this. He reluctantly opened his eyes and glanced at Zhao Hongrun in surprise. He gasped slightly and said, "Why do you suddenly ask about this?"
"I think if you had someone you liked before, wouldn't it be very difficult now...?"
"Well, that's right." Mi Jiang thought for a moment, and then said calmly: "Speaking of which, there was indeed a man who was very attentive to me when I was in Ba..."
"Then what?"
"Killed by me."
"Huh?" Zhao Hongrun thought to himself, what kind of turning point is this.
At this moment, she heard Mi Jiang's gentle laughter coming from her shoulder: "I thought you were a smart person... The residence of the witch. Where is the man?" As she said that, she leaned on Zhao Hongrun's shoulder.
Shit, panting slightly, he said softly: "In Ba, witches should not be approached by strangers... not many normal men would like a witch who associates with poisonous insects."
How could I know?
Zhao Hongrun rolled his eyes secretly, thinking about the next topic in his mind.
At this time, Mi Jiang asked softly: "What about you? As the son of King Wei, do you have a beloved woman?"
"Well." Hearing her question unexpectedly, Zhao Hongrun didn't hide it, and while recalling Miss Su, he replied: "There must be a confidante who has a very bad temper..."
"Oh...it seems that you are the one in trouble." The miko on the shoulder said calmly.
"Don't you care?"
"I don't care... Before the poison is removed, you'd better stay away from that woman, for the sake of your life and mine." The witch on the shoulder said her voice became softer and softer.
Seeing this, Zhao Hongrun thought for a while and suddenly gave her a strong dose of medicine: "Will the poison in my body have any impact on our children?"
"Eh?" Mi Jiang subconsciously widened her eyes when Leng Buding heard Zhao Hongrun ask this question.
Zhao Hongrun glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw the witch lying on his shoulder with a blushing face. There was no sleepiness in her eyes, and a slight smile on her lips.
"Ying...probably not..." Mi Jiang replied softly. She was still speaking very softly, but she was no longer as weak as before.
"Oh? Really? Are you so sure? What if?" Zhao Hongrun asked a series of questions.
"..." Mi Jiang was obviously confused by the question, her face turned crimson and her eyes flickered, as if she couldn't help but think about this question.
Seeing this, Zhao Hongrun didn't mind adding fuel to her fire: "If there is any hidden danger, as his or her mother, you should know how to solve it, right? I mean in terms of poison."
"Uh... um..." Mi Jiang, who was blushing, didn't know how to answer. She couldn't help but turn her head slightly and changed her position to rest on Zhao Hongrun's shoulder, so that she could carefully look at the faces of the people around her.
"Actually, I'm not very proficient in Gu. My sister is better at this than me..."
"Your sister?" Zhao Hongrun recalled that stupid girl Mi Rui, and couldn't help but feel a chill. After thinking about it for a while, he said: "Then you'd better make yourself proficient as soon as possible. I don't think you can trust your daughter."
Or leave your son to your sister to solve the hidden dangers in that area?"
"I...well..." Mi Jiang couldn't help but blush again.
very good!
Secretly looking at Mi Jiang, Zhao Hongrun breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that her face was flushed and the look in her eyes was much brighter than before.
After all, although Mi Jiang's face at this time still looked pale and weak due to excessive blood loss, it could be judged from her eyes that her spirit was much better than before, and she could last for a while.
Seeing this, Zhao Hongrun, who only felt his arms were stiff and numb, took a deep breath, cheered up and quickened his pace.
He knew very well that although this method lifted Mi Jiang's spirit, it would only treat the symptoms but not the root cause. What she needed most right now was to have a good sleep in a warm room.
Of course, it's best to drink a bowl of hot broth and eat something before going to bed.
And if she is safe and sound, then he is also safe and sound.
Thinking of this, Zhao Hongrun cheered up and continued heading north.
The worst thing is that although he temporarily solved Mi Jiang's problem of being sleepy due to blood loss and cold, his own physical strength gradually became his biggest concern.
Although he didn't want to admit it, his legs were getting heavier and heavier, as if they were filled with lead as some people said, and his two arms were gradually losing feeling, making him have to pay attention at all times while walking.
The witch on his shoulders, lest she fall to the ground and he didn't realize it.
"Bang"
I don’t know how long they walked, but Zhao Hongrun only felt a twitch in his leg, and the two of them fell to the snow with a thud.
Almost reaching the limit...
He fell on his back on the snow and took a few deep breaths. Zhao Hongrun struggled to stand up and struggled to put Mi Jiang, who was wrapped in quilt, on his shoulders: "Just bear with it."
"..." Mi Jiang looked at the panting Zhao Hongrun with a strange expression, vaguely seeming to understand something, biting her lips without saying a word.
After walking like this for a while, just when Zhao Hongrun felt that he could no longer hold on, suddenly, there was a sound of horse hooves trampling on the snow in the distance.
He raised his head in surprise and saw on the snowy field in the distance, a group of cavalry could be vaguely seen, riding horses through the snow.
The cavalry...the heroic cavalry battalion of the Jun Shui Army?
You know, there is no cavalry in Chu State, only their Wei army!
Only they, Wei Jun!!
Seeing this, Zhao Hongrun didn't know where a new force came from in his body, which supported him to carefully put down the witch on his shoulders. Immediately, he shouted loudly at the cavalry in the distance.
"Hello!!"
"Hey!! This king is here!!"
With the north wind blowing slowly, a few surprising conversations could be vaguely heard.
"There's a sound over there..."
"Your Highness?"
"Your Highness!"
"Find His Highness Prince Su!"
"Notify other armies!"
After a burst of chaotic hoofbeats, a Junshuiying cavalryman galloped in front of Zhao Hongrun and the two men, turned over and dismounted, and said excitedly: "General Bai Bai, the hundred-man general of the Junshuiying Xiaoqiying battalion, pays homage to His Highness Prince Su!"
Although he was exhausted, Zhao Hongrun naturally had to act like a superior in front of his soldiers, for no other reason than to stabilize the morale of the army.
"Hahaha, I feel very sorry for having troubled everyone in the Xiaoqi camp because of my affairs."
Seeing that Zhao Hongrun looked normal except for being tired, the nearby Junshui Camp cavalry breathed a sigh of relief, and Bai Bai, the hundred-man general, quickly gave up his horse to Zhao Hongrun: "Your Highness, please."
"Um...help me help."
Zhao Hongrun signaled, immediately untied the quilt from Mi Jiang, and helped her onto the horse with the help of Bai Bai, the general of a hundred men.
Immediately, Zhao Hongrun also got on his horse, supported Mi Jiang with one hand and let her lean on his chest, and held the reins handed to Bai Bai by Bai Bai with the other hand.
At the same time, another cavalryman handed the quilt to Zhao Hongrun, and Zhao Hongrun covered Mi Jiang with it.
"I'm sorry to bother you all, I'll wait...back to Zhengyang!"
"Whoa whoa!!"
The cavalrymen nearby raised their arms and shouted, as if they had won a battle.
As the cavalry team that Zhao Hongrun and Mi Jiang were on returned to Zhengyang County, Mi Jiang saw more and more cavalry teams joining her team one after another, so that in just a short period of time, her team was
The Wei army's light cavalry numbered in the thousands.
Further towards Zhengyang, along the way, soldiers and soldiers of the Junshui Army, Yanling Army, and Pingyang were all over the mountains and plains. When they saw Zhao Hongrun and the cavalry from the Junshui Battalion passing by, they all raised their arms and cheered.
Just for one person, tens of thousands of soldiers were dispatched to search in the snowy wilderness?
Mi Jiang's eyes widened in surprise, and soon she came to the conclusion with relief: Ah, he is King Su of Wei, the son of King Wei!
But...but, why are those soldiers so excited? Even the soldiers of Pingyang Army who turned out to be Dachu soldiers...
Mi Jiang looked in shock at the soldiers all over the mountains and plains who were cheering with joy because Zhao Hongrun had returned safe and sound.
Yes, it is not difficult to send tens of thousands of people out of the city to search for Zhao Hongrun. After all, he is the son of King Wei and the Su King of Wei. However, what is commendable is that those soldiers did not feel that searching in the snow was a difficult task at all. , they helped the search from the bottom of their hearts, hoping that His Highness King Su would return safe and sound.
It is really not easy for a person to master the general's heart to such an extent.
"Thank you for your hard work!" Holding Mi Jiang with one hand, Zhao Hongrun raised his other hand high and clenched his fist and shouted: "All troops, return to Zhengyang!"
"Whoa whoa!!"
Soldiers all over the mountains and plains raised their arms and cheered, and at that moment the momentum seemed to pierce the sky.
That scene really shocked Mi Jiang.
However, this scene was not what shocked her the most.
What shocked her the most was when she was being helped up on the horse by Zhao Hongrun and a hundred generals. When she looked back at the way she came, she saw the series of footprints left by Zhao Hongrun when he carried her through the snowy field...
The endless footprints can be seen at a glance.
This short man will eventually become famous all over the world!
Mi Jiang slowly closed her eyes and leaned quietly on the chest of the man behind her, listening to the strong and tenacious beating heart. (To be continued.)