Gu Qingyin slowly sat up from the ground
The wind in the forest blew on her face, cool and a little cold. She moved her limbs, except that her arms were sore that they could not lift them up, there was no other discomfort.
Her mind was a little blank. She looked around and found that she was in a dense bamboo forest. The bamboo branches were long and green, swaying in the wind, rustling. Behind her was a stream, the water was gurgling, and the bottom was clear.
She turned to look at a man lying beside the stream, with ink hair scattering, covering half of his face. The other half was stained with some mud, but thick sword eyebrows and pale skin color could still be seen.
One of his arms was placed on his chest, as if he wanted to protect something, while the other arm hung weakly on the pebbles by the stream. There was some dry blood on the back of his hands, which was quietly washed by the stream water.
She stood up and ran over stumbled, her fingers trembling violently, brushing away the hair on his face, and letting his neck rest in her arms
She had never seen Han Jinqing like this, pale and fragile, embarrassed, without a arrogant and arrogant manner, without a calm and noble graceful attitude. He was lying in her arms, so close to her, quietly closing his eyes
Her eyes fell on his arm, which was completely soaked by the stream, and the wound no longer bleeding, but left a deep scar, with flesh turning out, deep bones visible, shocking
Her heart was trembling, her eyes were hot, and all kinds of emotions in her heart were mixed together, causing her internal organs to hurt her faintly
Why did he jump down? Why did he jump down with himself?
Such impulsive and foolish behavior will not be his choice at all
Tears overflowed silently from their eyes, and the answer was within reach, but she still avoided it
She wiped away her tears and barely suppressed her chaotic thoughts. There was no one here. If she and Han Jinqing still wanted to leave safely, they would have to rely on her alone.
The green eyes were everywhere, and she could not see at first sight. She looked at several broken bamboo branches not far away, and guessed that there was the place where the two of them first fell.
She looked at Han Jinqing again, suddenly stretched out her fingers to explore his nose, and a trace of nonsense blew across her fingertips. She withdrew her hand, thought for a moment, and dragged his body away from the stream. Her arms were sore and weak, and she had already breathed after walking a few steps.
A few thoughts flashed through her mind, and she couldn't help but grit her teeth and half-dragged him to a thick green bamboo.
After exploring in her arms, she found a small dark blue porcelain bottle from her close-fitting inner bag, which was given by Han Jinqing in the prime minister's mansion. She didn't expect to use it at this time
She took out a veil, washed it in the stream, gently wiped the wound on his arm, her eyes unseparable from his face.
Although she was still unconscious, when she accidentally touched his wound, he frowned and let out a very light moan, touching her tight heartstrings.
She sprinkled the powder on his wound, arousing the unconscious trembling of his arms. Her heart tightened and murmured: It's okay, you'll be fine
I don't know whether to comfort Han Jinqing or herself
She pulled a piece from the cuff of the middle clothes, and she simply bandaged Han Jinqing, twisted his sleeves soaked by water and tried her best to cover them back on the wound.
When she wanted to stand up, her calf was numb. She couldn't help but stagger, and she was about to fall
The arm was suddenly grabbed and lifted up. Gu Qingyin then found the center of gravity. She turned around in a frightened state, but saw an old man with white hair and beard standing behind him.
She saw hope in an instant and hurriedly begged to the old man: Old man, can I ask if there is a place nearby? He was seriously injured and needed treatment urgently. She said, pointing at Han Jinqing
The old man looked at them carefully, his eyes full of alert, and he fell down, his voice was rough and hoarse.
Gu Qingyin nodded and glanced at the old man. Although the old man was wearing a coarse linen suit, he was tall and had a unique temperament. He was definitely not an ordinary rural villager. This also made her feel a little alert.
Come with me. The old man stared at Han Jinqing leaning against the bamboo branch for a while, and said
Old man, can you do it? Gu Qingyin held Han Jinqing's shoulder and asked again. She knew very well that she could not take Han Jinqing away by herself no matter what.
The old man turned around and walked to them. Gu Qingyin thought he wanted to help him help Han Jinqing up, but he directly carried Han Jinqing on his back and got up and left.
Gu Qingyin hurriedly followed. The two walked a long way before she finally saw a two-story bamboo building deep in the bamboo forest.
The wind in the forest blew on her face, cool and a little cold. She moved her limbs, except that her arms were sore that they could not lift them up, there was no other discomfort.
Her mind was a little blank. She looked around and found that she was in a dense bamboo forest. The bamboo branches were long and green, swaying in the wind, rustling. Behind her was a stream, the water was gurgling, and the bottom was clear.
She turned to look at a man lying beside the stream, with ink hair scattering, covering half of his face. The other half was stained with some mud, but thick sword eyebrows and pale skin color could still be seen.
One of his arms was placed on his chest, as if he wanted to protect something, while the other arm hung weakly on the pebbles by the stream. There was some dry blood on the back of his hands, which was quietly washed by the stream water.
She stood up and ran over stumbled, her fingers trembling violently, brushing away the hair on his face, and letting his neck rest in her arms
She had never seen Han Jinqing like this, pale and fragile, embarrassed, without a arrogant and arrogant manner, without a calm and noble graceful attitude. He was lying in her arms, so close to her, quietly closing his eyes
Her eyes fell on his arm, which was completely soaked by the stream, and the wound no longer bleeding, but left a deep scar, with flesh turning out, deep bones visible, shocking
Her heart was trembling, her eyes were hot, and all kinds of emotions in her heart were mixed together, causing her internal organs to hurt her faintly
Why did he jump down? Why did he jump down with himself?
Such impulsive and foolish behavior will not be his choice at all
Tears overflowed silently from their eyes, and the answer was within reach, but she still avoided it
She wiped away her tears and barely suppressed her chaotic thoughts. There was no one here. If she and Han Jinqing still wanted to leave safely, they would have to rely on her alone.
The green eyes were everywhere, and she could not see at first sight. She looked at several broken bamboo branches not far away, and guessed that there was the place where the two of them first fell.
She looked at Han Jinqing again, suddenly stretched out her fingers to explore his nose, and a trace of nonsense blew across her fingertips. She withdrew her hand, thought for a moment, and dragged his body away from the stream. Her arms were sore and weak, and she had already breathed after walking a few steps.
A few thoughts flashed through her mind, and she couldn't help but grit her teeth and half-dragged him to a thick green bamboo.
After exploring in her arms, she found a small dark blue porcelain bottle from her close-fitting inner bag, which was given by Han Jinqing in the prime minister's mansion. She didn't expect to use it at this time
She took out a veil, washed it in the stream, gently wiped the wound on his arm, her eyes unseparable from his face.
Although she was still unconscious, when she accidentally touched his wound, he frowned and let out a very light moan, touching her tight heartstrings.
She sprinkled the powder on his wound, arousing the unconscious trembling of his arms. Her heart tightened and murmured: It's okay, you'll be fine
I don't know whether to comfort Han Jinqing or herself
She pulled a piece from the cuff of the middle clothes, and she simply bandaged Han Jinqing, twisted his sleeves soaked by water and tried her best to cover them back on the wound.
When she wanted to stand up, her calf was numb. She couldn't help but stagger, and she was about to fall
The arm was suddenly grabbed and lifted up. Gu Qingyin then found the center of gravity. She turned around in a frightened state, but saw an old man with white hair and beard standing behind him.
She saw hope in an instant and hurriedly begged to the old man: Old man, can I ask if there is a place nearby? He was seriously injured and needed treatment urgently. She said, pointing at Han Jinqing
The old man looked at them carefully, his eyes full of alert, and he fell down, his voice was rough and hoarse.
Gu Qingyin nodded and glanced at the old man. Although the old man was wearing a coarse linen suit, he was tall and had a unique temperament. He was definitely not an ordinary rural villager. This also made her feel a little alert.
Come with me. The old man stared at Han Jinqing leaning against the bamboo branch for a while, and said
Old man, can you do it? Gu Qingyin held Han Jinqing's shoulder and asked again. She knew very well that she could not take Han Jinqing away by herself no matter what.
The old man turned around and walked to them. Gu Qingyin thought he wanted to help him help Han Jinqing up, but he directly carried Han Jinqing on his back and got up and left.
Gu Qingyin hurriedly followed. The two walked a long way before she finally saw a two-story bamboo building deep in the bamboo forest.
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