Xiao Ci fell from the altar before his immortal energy could be unleashed.
Not only were the clothes on his body in tatters, but they were also stained with mud and blood. His bun was messy and his hair was in filthy bunches. By chance, he fell at Song Qinghuan's feet.
Song Qinghuan himself had a headache and fever. Seeing him fall from such a high tree, he didn't even hum, but was amazed.
"I didn't expect that people who know kung fu would have such rough skin."
But when he bent down and took a closer look, his face immediately changed.
At this time, Xiao Ci's lips were blue and purple, his face was pale, and his fingers were curled.
"You've been poisoned." Song Qinghuan looked solemn, squatted down, rolled Xiao Ci's eyelids, and forcibly opened his tongue.
His hands stained with mud touched his pulse, but his mind did not dare to relax for a moment.
"The poison has penetrated into the heart and you want to suppress it by force. You deserve to be poisoned." Song Qinghuan took his pulse and couldn't help but complain.
But his expression didn't look relaxed at all.
Xiao Ci had many injuries on his body, some of them were caused yesterday and some were caused today.
Song Qinghuan checked the wounds one by one and saw a black wound on his right waist. His eyebrows tightened and he remembered the green light of the arrows in the dense forest and couldn't help but pursed his lips.
Yesterday, when she went to Hongfa Temple with Zhang Yunwei, Song Qinghuan had several hairpins on her head, but by this time, none of them were left.
After thinking about it, she took off a twisted red gold bracelet from her wrist, cut the bracelet off with the knife of the man in black, and took a piece of it and straightened it, so that it could be used as acupuncture.
His fingers traced the large acupuncture points on Xiao Ci's body several times, and then he quickly pricked the acupuncture points to seal the heart veins and prevent the poison from continuing to enter the heart and lungs.
After doing this, it was already dawn. Song Qinghuan took out a short knife from Xiao Ci's body and carefully removed the black flesh from his waist. Then he searched for some herbs nearby, took some, crushed them with stones, and applied them
on his wound, and the rest took the juice and fed it into his mouth.
The available resources here are limited. Song Qinghuan has done everything he needs to do. Whether he can be rescued depends on whether his life is tough or not.
After sweating all over, Song Qinghuan's high fever subsided, but her throat was dry and smoking.
When she was searching for herbs, she found a water source nearby. She rolled it up with a big leaf, scooped up the water and drank it to feel better.
After drinking seven or eight sips, he sighed comfortably, filled the water with leaves, and brought it back to Xiao Ci.
When he returned, Xiao Ci had already regained consciousness. He watched Song Qinghuan help him stand up with his eyes open, and put water into his mouth little by little.
His expression was extremely serious, the movements of his hands were gentle, and there was a bit of tenderness between his brows.
At this moment, his hands and feet were numb and he could not move, but his eyes were fixed on her features without moving.
Song Qinghuan didn't notice, and fed him every drop of water, dragging him to lean on the tree stump, then stretched his body and said: "I don't know if it's you who conquers me or I who conquer you. How come it's not me when we meet?"
I saved you because you saved me."
After thinking for a while, he added, "Maybe it's because the horoscopes really don't match."
No one responded to her, Song Qinghuan twisted his neck, grabbed Xiao Ci's hand and carefully checked his pulse, and finally put his hand away and said: "I can only suppress it for you now, to truly relieve it."
You have to go get the poison and see what it is like."
Xiao Ci blinked and said he understood.
Song Qinghuan smiled and stood up again: "I will go find some more medicine and take it after an hour, and you will be able to get up and walk."
She turned around and left, leaving only a slender figure behind. Xiao Ci's eyes fell on her, and his heart trembled for no reason. He couldn't tell what it felt like.
It rained heavily in the morning yesterday, but today it has cleared up again, and a little bit of light can be seen in the dense forest.
Song Qinghuan did not dare to go far, so he collected all the medicine he was looking for nearby and immediately returned to Xiao Ci.
Those men in black were not killed last night, so there is no telling when they will be found.
When he returned to Xiao Ci, his consciousness was completely awake. Although he could not use force on his hands, his fingers could move as he wished.
While Song Qinghuan was laboriously smashing the herbs with stones, he asked Xiao Ci like they were chatting: "Do you know what that jade talisman is? Where does it come from?"
"It feels like some kind of organization."
"As a prostitute, I only deal with people in my boudoir. No matter how much I offend others, I won't offend someone who kills without blinking an eye."
"Besides, the Qibei Houfu has long since declined. He has no power or influence, and he has no wealth to be greedy for. It is unlikely that he is targeting me."
"Tell me, could it be because of your nephew? Your nephew wants to dominate the country, but he is afraid that many people in the court will regard him as a thorn in their side."
"However, I am not favored, and within a few days of getting married, the whole city is in trouble. Even if they really kill me, those people will not get any benefit. Not only will they not get any benefit, they will also help Xiao Wei solve a problem. Princess
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Xiao Ci saw Song Qinghuan's mouth opening and closing, and couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth. It turned out that she was self-aware of herself.
Song Qinghuan said again: "By the way, you said that the person yesterday was sent by Xiao Wei and tampered with the horse. What happened?"
After waiting for a while, Xiao Ci's voice was not heard. Song Qinghuan then remembered that he might not be able to speak at this moment.
Then he murmured to himself: "Forget it, you won't be able to tell me if I ask you anyway, so I'd better check it myself."
Sheng'er paused and asked again: "But I have no one and no money, how can I check it? Uncle Jiu, why don't you pay me back all the gold you owe me? My nephew-in-law is really poor."
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"Not only are the horoscopes incompatible, but the fates are also very tough." Xiao Ci suddenly said.
Song Qinghuan said those words deliberately out of dissatisfaction, and she didn't expect Xiao Ci to say anything to her.
She never thought that this guy would suddenly say something like this. Before she could react, she looked at him with a confused face: "What did you say?"
Xiao Ci said seriously: "Not only do we have different horoscopes, but we are also very strict about our lives."
"ah?"
Xiao Ci said: "The person who tampered with your horse is Xiao Wei's man, but it is not necessarily his order. He is a cautious person and will not destroy his own path."
"You're right. He is very ambitious. He doesn't even bother to look at you. He can endure his disgust and marry you back. Even if he doesn't like it, he still wants to do it for the sake of the Yun family."
"As for the jade talisman, you have to check it out yourself. I am the holy brother, so I don't want to get involved too much. As far as I know, there is no such organization in Beijing, and no one has ever raised a person with such vicious methods."
It was rare for him to take advantage of Song Qinghuan's treatment of his poison and tell her all these things.
The marriage between Song Qinghuan and Xiao Wei seemed to others to be just an inappropriate marriage, but in the court, it turned out to be a complicated marriage.
The Song family was in dire straits, but the Yun family was able to withstand half of Dali's army.
It is said that Song Qinghuan's grandfather asked for this marriage for her back then, but few people know that it was actually Concubine Liu who went to the Song family and the Yun family to ask for it.
Song Qinghuan was involved in this. If he didn't act smarter, he might die without knowing how he died.
Song Qinghuan was even more confused by the speed with which Xiao Ci changed the topic, but after thinking about it carefully, he figured out the meaning.
She was so frightened that she clutched her heart and said heartbrokenly: "Oh my God, why do I feel like marrying someone is like falling into a wolf's den?"
Xiao Ci couldn't help but smile, causing two coughs as his heart moved, and he said: "That's because you married the wrong person. If you married me, this would never happen."
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Xiao Ci realized that he had gone too far. He suddenly looked embarrassed, turned his face away, and pretended to cough twice.
The soul in Song Qinghuan's body grew up among the people, so he had no idea what the importance of these words was.
She wrapped the mashed concoction in a piece of rag, squeezed the concoction into the rolled leaves, and said without noticing: "Come on, wouldn't it be worse to marry you? I heard that your two children are very important."
You are a powerful person, and the first lady's mother-in-law is always trouble-making. I'm afraid I'll be pissed to death by those messy things before I'm hacked to death."
Then he handed the medicine to him: "Here, drink it. After drinking this dose, if there is no problem after another hour, we can leave here."
"Hmm." Xiao Ci didn't say a word about what he just said. He raised his movable hand and drank the concoction in one gulp. There was no other taste, only the bitterness of grass.
"You're so poisonous..."
"Girl from the Song family!"
Song Qinghuan also wanted to take advantage of Xiao Ci's poison and bargain with him so that he could return the thousand taels of gold, but before he could finish, Xiao Ci interrupted.
"What's the matter..." Before he could finish his words, there was a pain on his neck. Song Qinghuan rolled his eyes and fainted.
