The fake smile on Song Qinghuan's face faded and she said nothing.
Xiao Ci picked up the firewood, thought for a while and couldn't help but picked up the firewood and pointed it at her and scolded: "You are a heartless person. You have no money and no color, and you still think you are a flower. Everyone loves you."
If you don't see the flowers blooming, you will surely pick them if you see them."
Fu sneered again: "I don't even care how much I weigh."
The horse from the Yiwangfu was fine all the way to Hongfa Temple. Why did it go crazy on the way back, and Xiao Ci appeared at that moment?
This kind of coincidence is too much of a coincidence.
Song Qinghuan was also afraid of those plotters. He knew that his friendship with Xiao Ci was just an IOU, and there was no deep hatred, but he couldn't help but think about those dirty things.
After his little thought was exposed, Song Qinghuan lowered his eyes and laughed twice, but still said dishonestly: "Who told you to show up at such a good time."
"Hehe, hehe..." Xiao Ci also laughed dryly, rolled his eyes, and didn't bother to pay attention to her. He got up and went to the made bed, covered himself with a quilt and said nothing.
The more he didn't say anything, Song Qinghuan's heart felt like it was scratching his head. Why did it appear so coincidental, why was there such a cave under Qianfo Mountain, and the original cave in Qianyunju that even Xiao Wei didn't know.
Each and every one of the hidden secrets she didn't know made her feel heart-wrenching and uncomfortable.
Song Qinghuan sat in front of the pile of firewood for a long time, feeling a little confused.
If Xiao Ci wanted to kill her, but he had no motive; if it wasn't Xiao Ci, why did he appear at that time?
Is it possible that this is a ploy to make people suffer? A hero comes to save the beauty?
But she is Xiao Ci’s niece-in-law!
Or is it Xiao Wei who manipulated the horses to kill her, and was discovered by Xiao Ci, who then came to save her?
But what was the plot? How did Xiao Ci find out that it was Xiao Wei who did it?
These questions, one by one, surrounded Song Qinghuan like a fog, and her heart was filled with overwhelming emotions. She still couldn't hold it back, and tiptoed to Xiao Ci.
Xiao Ci closed his eyes and breathed evenly. Song Qinghuan tried to call softly twice, but there was no movement.
Biting his lip, he grabbed a bunch of his scattered black hair, and was about to scratch the tip of Xiao Ci's nose with the end of his hair, when his wrist told him to grab it accurately.
"When you admitted your mistakes today, you were quite quick to admit them. Then you forgot all about it after a while?"
When Song Qinghuan remembered where he was now, he immediately became honest, knelt down in front of him, and shouted repeatedly: "Uncle Jiu, uncle Jiu, don't be angry, I'm just a child and want to make fun of you."
Then he said: "Uncle Jiu, you haven't fallen asleep yet. It just so happens that Uncle Jiu is talking to me and let me clear up your doubts. Uncle Jiu, I am young and not sensible. I need you as an elder to teach me about many things."
Woolen cloth."
Song Qinghuan's series of "Nine Uncles" made Xiao Ci turn blue. Last time he asked the little girl to call him "Nine Uncles", which meant he was polite. Now she said "Nine Uncles" to the left and "Nine Uncles" to the right.
It gave him the illusion that he was really old.
Feeling annoyed, he turned over, put the quilt over his head, and said impatiently: "I checked and found out that they are all in their twenties. The one on the left is still small, and the one on the right is still small. You don't feel ashamed."
"You..." Song Qinghuan was just pretending, but he never thought that Xiao Ci didn't even bother to pretend.
She was so angry that she gritted her teeth and raised her fists to make a few gestures behind him. She couldn't beat him now. If she could beat him one day, she would have to reward him with two fists.
"I obviously don't have Double Ten yet."
"How many days will it take?" Xiao Ci sneered.
"It's only a day's difference."
Song Qinghuan was unwilling to accept it, but when he saw that he didn't make any sound, he closed his eyes for a while and began to breathe evenly, obviously he had fallen asleep.
After spitting, Song Qinghuan felt a little unhappy. He moved to the pile of firewood again, added a few dry firewood to it, and then rubbed his palms, which were turning purple from the cold.
Although the cave is sheltered from wind and rain, in autumn and winter, there are heavy rains, so how can it withstand it?
At this time, it was pitch black outside the cave, and I couldn't tell the direction or the time. I could only hear the howling of the wind and rain.
Feeling hungry, Song Qinghuan rubbed it, sighed softly, and then leaned against the cave wall to rest for a while.
Just now, he was afraid of dying in the dense forest, so he never left Xiao Ci, and he didn't care about the physical injuries on his body. Now that it was quiet, he checked it carefully.
After falling from such a high place, an ordinary person would probably be badly injured. But after Song Qinghuan checked, he found that he only had two or three external injuries on his body, and the injuries were not deep, just some skin damage.
The only thing that was seriously injured was the ribs in front of him.
When I was stuck in a tree earlier, I felt a lot of pain there, so I just endured it all the way and fumbled around on the thin bones with my fingertips.
After it was determined that the two lower right bones were broken, he took off a soft middle coat behind his back and used a unique technique to fix the broken bones.
After reluctantly bandaging herself up, Song Qinghuan was sweating profusely from the pain. She turned her head stiffly and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Xiao Ci was still in the same posture as before.
The ribs are not that serious, as long as they are bandaged and treated for two or three months.
Song Qinghuan leaned her body against the wall, her whole body was limp and she didn't want to move. She just felt that the princess of this palace was really not a good person to be.
A feeling of sleepiness came over me, and soon my eyelids became heavy and I fell asleep.
The light source in the cave was not good, and the sun and moon could not be distinguished. Although Song Qinghuan was in the same cave with Xiao Ci, he slept very soundly. He only had a good night's sleep, and he didn't even want to open his eyes.
When Xiao Ci woke up from the cold in the middle of the night, he felt that something was not right with Song Qinghuan. Although the firewood was extinguished and there was no light, she was breathing heavily and murmuring constantly, but if she listened carefully, she could not make out what she was saying.
"Girl from the Song family." Xiao Ci frowned and called out, but received no response. Then he lifted the quilt and walked up to her in a few steps.
When she put the back of her hand on her forehead, she felt it was burning hot. Xiao Ci pushed her away and said, "Girl from the Song family, you have a fever."
After saying that, he got up and walked out of the cave.
There are many branches and leaves hanging outside the cave, and they cover the entrance of the cave so densely that anyone who is not familiar with it will not be able to find it.
Pushing aside the tangled branches and leaves, I saw that the rain had stopped, but it was still pitch black in the dense forest. Occasionally, I could hear the screams of mountain monsters.
Xiao Ci folded back, lifted up the quilt spread on the hay, and wrapped Song Qinghuan in it. After a long pause, he said half helplessly and half resigned: "I really owe you."
It was pitch dark in the forest and no one could see his fingers. Xiao Ci carried Song Qinghuan on his back, tied him up with his outer clothes, and moved quickly through the forest with his legs and feet.
He said to himself: "No one is better off than you. I have never carried anyone on my back, and you are the first one."
He added: "I don't know if you were reincarnated in the right way or in the wrong way."
The endless words disappeared in the forest, and when we got close to a swamp, we could finally see the sky with dark clouds covering the moon.
The shouts in the distance were hard to hear. He quickly jumped over the swamp with his legs and feet. Before he even landed on the ground, his expression changed immediately and he heard the sound of breaking wind.
Xiao Ci turned back with Song Qinghuan on his back, and a poisonous feather arrow pierced into the tree stump, with a faint green light shining on his shoulder.
"Fuck..." Xiao Ci stumbled before he could stand upright, almost missing his waist.
Song Qinghuan, who was stunned, opened her eyes drowsily, and saw three or four men in black standing in front of her. The cold light of the sword suddenly appeared in their hands, which scared her so much that she immediately woke up and hugged Xiao Ci.
My neck was stunned and refused to let go.
"It's time for you to lose weight." After Xiao Ci finished his sentence, he felt breathless again and cursed angrily: "You strangled me to death before I was hacked to death. Get out of here..."
Although Song Qinghuan grew up among the people, she was still a weak woman. Since she became the girl of Qi Bei Houfu, she has cherished her life even more, and she was not willing to let it go.
He only held on tighter and tighter, holding on to his parched throat and saying, "Don't let me go, don't let me go. If you let me go, I will definitely stay here with my life."
Xiao Ci's neck tightened again, and he wanted to curse her twice, but before he could say anything, the man in black across from him stabbed him with a knife without saying a word.
Xiao Ci flew up, but because he was carrying someone behind his back, he couldn't use his moves. He suddenly sank down, and had to kick someone down.
"Be careful." Song Qinghuan was no longer dizzy now, and his mind was no longer heavy. He lay on Xiao Ci's back and commanded: "Behind, behind, be careful of my life...
