Song Jiaren finished eating two pheasant legs, ate a piece of bread to relieve the greasiness, and drank some hot water with both hands holding the cup.
There was a blazing fire in front of her, and a handsome and aloof nobleman beside her. She was in the wilderness, with her back against the mountain to block the wind, and she felt a little homesick.
If I were at home, I would definitely order a takeout fried chicken and a bottle of beer, turn off the lights, sit on the carpet, and eat while watching TV.
In ancient times, there was no way to get fried chicken and beer, so having pheasant legs and hot water was good enough.
Song Jiaren sat on the pile of dead leaves with her knees bent and her legs hugged. She was not cold because she was farther away from the fire. She listened to the guards talking to the Crown Prince. She felt drowsy and a little sleepy, so she lay down on the mat on the pile of dead leaves and fell asleep.
"Your Highness, let's..." Shitou was discussing the itinerary with His Highness, but no one paid any attention to him.
Gu Zhen was looking at the woman on the pile of dead leaves. She fell asleep so quickly.
Wearing thin clothes, lying on a pile of dead leaves with legs curled up, a cold wind was blowing in the wild mountains.
Gu Zhen felt a little touched. He didn't expect that a woman like this would follow him through hardships and leave him thousands of miles away with no hope of returning.
He picked up the cloak that was taken off beside him, walked over lightly and covered her with it.
When I covered her shoulders, I accidentally touched her pink face, which was unexpectedly quite warm.
Her mouth was covered in oil from eating and she didn't even know to wipe it off. I've never seen a woman as unkempt as her. She was even more careless than a man. Gu Zhen took a handkerchief, dipped it in water, and wiped her tender lips randomly.
No matter how tired she was, she didn't wake up even after all this trouble.
Shitou's eyes widened as he watched his prince's actions. Before Changfeng could stop him, he blurted out, "Your Highness, why do you care so much about her?"
Gu Zhen sat down by the fire again and ate the rabbit meat. "Do you still remember her identity?"
The stone said, "Your concubine."
Gu Zhen added, "She is the only one in my backyard now, and she followed me into exile, thousands of miles away from home. Why don't you care?"
Stone"……"
The well-fed woman was now lying on the pile of dead leaves they had prepared for His Highness, occupying His Highness's chicken legs and cloak. His Highness was particularly concerned about her. Shi Tou silently shed tears in his heart, feeling depressed.
Song Jiaren was awakened by the noisy sounds. The guards were cleaning up the ashes and garbage left over from yesterday's barbecued food.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had already packed up and was ready to return to the carriage. Song Jiaren immediately woke up, patted the dead leaves on her body and cloak, and jumped into the carriage in high spirits.
"Good morning, Your Highness!"
Gu Zhen was startled by the enthusiastic woman who jumped onto the carriage. He glared at her and signaled her to pay attention to her manners.
Song Jiaren sat down opposite Gu Zhen, her eyebrows fluttering as she asked excitedly, "Your Highness, where is the next stop?"
Gu Zhen had a high nose bridge, thick eyebrows and eyelashes, his jet-black hair was half tied up and half loose, his eyes were black and white, and he opened his thin lips slightly. "Border Town."
Song Jiaren had gotten enough sleep, and since they were the only two people in the carriage, she had no choice but to pester him to talk, otherwise it would be so boring.
"Is there a night market in Bianchui Town like the one in Jiangbei?" She didn't even have time to take a good look around before she was interrupted by Yue Nu. If there was a night market in Bianchui Town, she would like to have a good time.
"No, Border Town is very depressed."
Gu Zhen's attention was now focused on the chaotic sound of horse hooves behind him. He pushed aside the door curtain and said, "Someone is coming! Stop and prepare for battle!"
Changfeng stopped the carriage and instantly tensed his muscles to adjust to combat status. Shitou led the guards to maintain the carriage. Everyone touched and gripped the swords at their sides, waiting for the arrival of the enemy.
The withered branches in the forest made a rustling sound, and the hurried and chaotic sound of horses' hooves was getting closer and closer.
With a "whoosh", an arrow shot from a distance was blocked by Changfeng's sword, breaking into two pieces and falling to the ground.
Song Jiaren also became nervous while sitting in the carriage. It was the first time she faced sword chasing since she came here. Even though she was heartless, she was still a little scared. There was no such dangerous time in modern times. She missed the police officers so much, sob.
Gu Zhen threw the dagger from his sleeve pocket to her and said, "Use it for self-defense."
Song Jiaren loosened her tightly clenched hands, and her cold fingers were a little disobedient, greedily stroking the large and small colored gems on the dagger's scabbard.
This scabbard should be quite valuable. I wonder if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will want it back after the assassination. He shouldn't be so stingy.
Song Jiaren couldn't let go of the exquisite dagger and temporarily forgot about the fighting outside.
"You stay in the carriage and don't come out!" Gu Zhen pushed open the door curtain and drew his sword. A cold light drew an arc in the air.
Song Jiaren exclaimed "Wow", what a nice knife, what great kung fu, so handsome!
The eight people brought by Gu Zhen had martial arts skills far superior to those of ordinary guards, but they were fought endlessly by the ten masked men with black scarves on the opposite side, and it was difficult to determine the winner for a while.
When the masked people on the opposite side saw someone coming out of the carriage, they all attacked the person desperately.
Changfeng and Shitou were entangled and couldn't come over to intercept. They could only shout a warning, "Your Highness, be careful!"
Gu Zhen stood beside the carriage, holding a long sword in his hand. He was wearing a moon-white uniform with dark patterns, and his eyes were deep and cold. "Who are you?"
Song Jiaren rolled her eyes in the carriage without any image. "Your Highness, how could I possibly tell you? If I tell you, it will be exposed, okay? Besides, his line should be: We are the ones who have been ordered to take your head!"
Masked man: "..." Could this person in the car be a colleague?
Gu Zhen's forehead was covered with a black line, and he said speechlessly, "Shut up!"
The masked man rushed over with a knife in hand, looking murderous. Gu Zhen raised his sword to block the knife, then kicked the masked man in the chest, sending him flying.
Another sharp arrow shot from a distance, heading for Gu Zhen's chest. He dodged it, his cold eyes narrowed slightly, and turned back to shout to the people in the carriage, "Take out the arrow!"
Song Jiaren squatted down, took out a bow and arrow from under the seat, lifted the door curtain and handed it to Gu Zhen who was standing next to the carriage.
"Sir, catch it!" Unfortunately, Song Jiaren was too weak and the bow and arrow was too heavy. Instead of throwing it to Gu Zhen, it was thrown under the carriage.
Song Jiaren looked embarrassed and said, "Sorry, it's too heavy." Then she timidly climbed down from the carriage and picked up the bow and arrow on the ground.
The masked man climbed up again and saw the woman under the car. He thought she was also an important person, so he went around to the other side while no one was paying attention and grabbed her.
Song Jiaren was taken hostage, with a cold knife pressed against her delicate neck.
"Brother, I'm just an insignificant woman. It's useless to threaten them with me. They won't commit suicide for me!"
The masked man gave her a "what are you thinking" look and said "You are quite self-aware!"
Song Jiaren: "…" She's just being modest! Do you understand modesty? How short-sighted! She's only fit to be a killer!
"Stop it! I have this woman in my hands!"
All the masked men and guards stopped, and the masked men retreated behind the man who was holding Song Jiaren hostage.
Changfeng and Shitou were confused. What should they do? His Highness's concubine was caught.
Gu Zhen still held the long knife in his hand, his face expressionless, showing no nervousness or other emotions.
"What do you want?"
The masked man's eyes were cold and he said sternly, "Your Highness, of course you understand! I will wait for you to bring your things to exchange!"
"What is that? Your Highness, you can come and save me, right? Considering how I have taken care of you along the way, you can't leave me behind!" Song Jiaren was grabbed by the masked man and put on the horse's back, lying on the horse and shouting.
A masked man came galloping over and quickly took Song Jiaren away. The sound of horse hooves echoed in the forest.
"Your Highness, what should we do?" Shitou asked in distress. Although he always looked down on the concubine of this prince, it was also very cowardly to see a weak woman being captured under their noses.
Chang Feng looked at His Highness who was holding the knife tightly. The knife wound on his arm was conspicuous and bleeding. "Your Highness, bandage it first."
Shitou exclaimed, "Your Highness is injured?"
His Highness's kung fu is much better than those guards. It is impossible that they are not injured. His Highness is injured.
Changfeng was not far away from His Highness when they were fighting just now. When he saw the woman being caught, His Highness was fighting with a masked man. He was distracted for a moment, probably because he was worried that the woman would get hurt, so he was accidentally injured.
Changfeng couldn't tell how he felt. Everyone was very happy that His Highness had a concubine, and they even joked privately about how many children His Highness would have in the future. But seeing that His Highness' feelings for that woman were growing, his emotions were becoming more and more obvious, and he was caring more and more, he was a little worried that that woman would become His Highness's weakness.
Since entering the border area, the situation has become unstable and everyone has to concentrate their attention at all times. If Your Highness has a weakness, he will be threatened by the enemy. It would be better to let the woman disappear from now on.
Gu Zhen sat down casually, loosening his grip on the knife handle. "Bandage me, and rest here."
A guard brought the medicine box. The prince was injured in his right arm, which was holding the knife. Because the muscles had been tense, he bled a lot. The guard rolled up his sleeve. The knife wound was deep and the flesh was turned over. Shi Tou could not bear to watch it anymore and turned his head to the other side.
Gu Zhen still had no expression on his face. "Apply the medicine."
The guards admired him in their hearts. Even guards with rough skin like them could not endure such a deep knife wound, but His Highness said nothing and didn't even frown.
The wound was rinsed with disinfectant, and white bubbles appeared on the uncovered flesh and blood. Gu Zhen silently clenched his fists, secretly enduring the pain that penetrated deep into his heart and lungs.
"Your Highness, bear with it for a moment. If you don't disinfect it, I'm afraid the wound will get infected."
Gu Zhen endured the pain, his face remained indifferent. "Nothing."
The guard took out another bottle of hemostatic medicine, waited until the disinfectant on the wound dried, and then sprinkled the white powdered hemostatic medicine evenly on the wound, bandaged it with a clean white cloth, and lowered his sleeves for His Highness.
The guard breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, saluted His Highness and returned to his horse. His Highness was too patient. He just looked at the bloody wound on the tender white arm, and his hands were shaking with nervousness when he applied medicine.
Gu Zhen stood up, picked up his sword, and ordered in a serious tone, "Set off immediately and track down the masked man!"
Changfeng was stunned. Doesn’t His Highness care about his own health?
Does Your Highness care so much about that concubine?
Shitou tried to stop him threateningly, "Your Highness, I will lead everyone there. Changfeng will accompany you to rest here. Your arm..."
Gu Zhen frowned and looked at the stone coldly. A hint of chill emanated from his body, and he looked intimidating without even getting angry.
Shitou and Changfeng were shocked and bowed, clasping their fists. "I obey your orders!"
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