Ling Yun exclaimed, "What's wrong with your back?!"
The old scars were light pink, while the new scars were dark. Lines of varying depths intertwined, forming dense lines on his broad back. It looked so densely packed that it was impossible to count the number of scars.
Ling Chen put on his clothes again, turned around and looked at Ling Yun, saying, "They didn't cheat." Then he took the medicine and left.
Ling Yun was shocked and felt complicated. It turned out that Ling Chen's injuries were all caused by him.
The next day, the kitchen boy who delivered the meal gossiped with Ling Yun for a long time. He heard that they went to the martial arts training ground in the early morning. The people who executed Ling Yun yesterday were all beaten up and would probably not get up for several days.
By the river, Song Jiaren felt hot and cold. She dreamed of her modern home, and it was still the same.
Bright floor-to-ceiling windows, exquisite decoration, smart home throughout the house, simulated robots, and suspended cars.
The most cutting-edge high technology has changed human life, but it is like an airtight glass cover that isolates people from each other.
My life used to be monotonous, boring and tedious, but now I open my eyes every day to face the unknown and have expectations for life.
Song Jiaren regained consciousness, and along with it came the pain from the abrasions on her arms and legs.
"Ouch~ It hurts so much~ Did I break a bone, oooooo..." Song Jiaren's expression was distorted and she cried at the top of her lungs.
"Stop making noise!" Gu Zhen's voice was hoarse as if he had a mouthful of sand in it.
Song Jiaren tried to move her hands and feet, then propped herself up and sat up. How could she not have fallen to death?
You will definitely survive a great disaster and have good fortune in the future!
Should she buy a lottery ticket?
Song Jiaren glanced at the Crown Prince and the guards who were sitting by the river warming themselves by the fire. Their outer clothes were hung out to dry. She also felt a little cold, so she shivered as she moved closer to Gu Zhen to warm themselves by the fire together.
"What's wrong with your arm?" Song Jiaren pointed at the wound on Gu Zhen's arm. His clothes were soaked, the wound was torn and blood was seeping out.
Gu Zhen also saw the bleeding sleeve, soaked and sticking to his arm. He simply rolled up his sleeve and removed the white bandage he had used. A bloody wound was revealed, which was infected and swollen.
Changfeng frowned. Their carriage and gifts were left on the road. There was no disinfectant or hemostatic medicine. His Highness's wound was infected by the river water. If he was not treated quickly, he would probably develop a fever and fall into a coma.
"Find a place to stay before dark." Gu Zhen had a sore throat, a fever all over his body, and a hoarse throat. If he didn't find a place to stay overnight before dark, he would most likely have a fever at night. If he was found by Yin Guangfa's men, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Song Jiaren's clothes were almost dry, so she picked up the cloak beside her and put it on the now weak Crown Prince.
Her Royal Highness the Crown Prince must not get into any trouble at this time. What if that group of people chase after her in the wilderness? Lord Yin said that it doesn't matter whether she lives or dies, and she has no martial arts skills, so no one will be able to save her.
Gu Zhen was indeed feeling a little weak all over, but when he saw that Song Jiaren was really caring about him, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he finally felt that his thoughts about her were not in vain. So he put his arm on her shoulder, relaxed a little, and leaned on her for support.
They walked along the river and finally saw a few small wooden houses before dark. Shitou went over to ask and found out that these were elderly people who made a living by fishing by the river. They agreed to move out of one of their wooden houses and lend it to them for the night.
Song Jiaren was panting with exhaustion. Neither Changfeng nor Shitou offered to help her. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was very heavy and his whole body was burning hot, with his cheeks flushed.
Finally, he was helped to lie down on a low couch in the wooden house. Fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead and his breathing was heavy.
Song Jiaren couldn't even take care of herself, let alone others. She was a little flustered as she wiped the sweat from his forehead with a cloth, and didn't know what else to do.
Changfeng pursed his thin lips and stood aside with a solemn expression. There were only a few households in this place, and he had no way to get medicine for His Highness, so he was worried about it.
Shi Tou asked the old man for some common medicine for wounds, which had little effect on His Highness's condition, but there was no other way.
Song Jiaren stepped aside and watched Changfeng and Shitou take off the Crown Prince's shirt, revealing his well-knit chest and the horrific knife wound, which looked even more serious than before.
Gu Zhen had already fainted from fever at this moment, and he didn't wake up even after Changfeng and Shitou took off his clothes and applied medicine to him.
Song Jiaren unconsciously clasped her fingers together, and her fingertips turned white from exertion. It would definitely not work if she just relied on these ordinary medicines. What if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince got a severe fever and turned into a fool!
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had become the kind of person who drooled and walked around in a dizzy manner, calling everyone he met "Wife, Wife". Just thinking about it made Song Jiaren shudder and feel nauseous.
"Changfeng, how far is this place from the village?"
Changfeng was worried about His Highness's illness and felt resentful towards His Highness's concubine. If it weren't for her, His Highness wouldn't have fallen to this point.
Therefore, he pretended not to hear Song Jiaren's question and just stayed by His Highness's side.
Song Jiaren could see that Changfeng and Shitou were disdainful of her. At the moment, she had no way to deal with them, so she could only keep it in mind and settle the score with them when she had the chance!
"Your Highness's wound is infected and he has a persistent fever. If you don't take some medicine tonight, I'm afraid..."
Song Jiaren continued with an embarrassed and melancholy look on her face, "However, if someone is willing to take the risk for His Highness, go all the way along the river to the village to find medicine, and then rush back, perhaps His Highness's condition will improve tonight."
Shitou volunteered, "I'll go!" and turned around to borrow a horse to find medicine.
Changfeng stopped Shitou. Lord Yin would definitely send people to look for them in the surrounding area. If they were discovered, they might not be able to come back. He couldn't let Shitou take the risk, not to mention that his martial arts were better than Shitou's.
"You stay, I'll go!" Changfeng picked up the accessories, glanced at the sleeping Crown Prince, and went out.
Shi Tou was helpless and could only pray that Chang Feng would come back with medicine as soon as possible. "Your Highness is fine for now. I'll go out first. If you need anything, just give me a shout. I'll take good care of Your Highness!" After saying that, he went out.
Song Jiaren sighed deeply. The two subordinates of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince both sneered at her and did not take her seriously. How did she offend them?
When we first met His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, he seemed like a cold and noble young man, out of touch with the world. But now he is lying weakly in a small wooden cabin, and his life or death is probably unknown. Is there such a plot in the original book?
Song Jiaren recalled the main plot of the book. Apart from mentioning that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was exiled to the frontier, there was no other detailed explanation.
The lives and experiences of the supporting characters in the book are not described in detail, but this is a real world constructed by the book. As long as the main plot does not collapse, the supporting characters who are only mentioned briefly have a lot of room to play.
The descendants of the former dynasty's counselor Situ family inexplicably sent a jade token, and Lord Yin snatched the tiger talisman from the prince at all costs. Song Jiaren felt a chill on her back, making her involuntarily crawl into the quilt and curl up beside Gu Zhen.
Gu Zhen's body was burning hot, and the quilt was filled with steam. Song Jiaren was surrounded by his cool breath, and her heart gradually calmed down, and she fell asleep beside him.
I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly I felt the person next to me seemed to be moving.
When Song Jiaren opened her eyes, she saw that the Crown Prince, who should have been weakly sleeping beside her, had sat up and was sitting on the edge of the couch with his back to her. His broad and smooth back blocked all her view.
"Your Highness, you are finally getting better. I was scared to death." As soon as Song Jiaren woke up, she returned to her bootlickering nature and tried her best to show off her achievements.
Gu Zhen said, "Were you scared to death? You were sleeping soundly when I woke up." Although his tone was flat and no emotion could be heard, there was a slight smile in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.
Song Jiaren: "Uh... well... I was just a little tired after taking care of you for a long time, so I fell asleep due to exhaustion. I was originally sleeping on the side, but then I don't know what happened and fell asleep inside."
Gu Zhen saw her black eyes darting around, no doubt thinking of something to say. He smiled inwardly, but his expression remained calm. "Is that so? Thank you for your hard work. I will definitely compensate you when we reach the border camp."
Song Jiaren: "Thank you, Your Highness."
Everyone knew that Song Jiaren was very lazy, so she didn't get up. She lay on the couch and listened to the conversation between Gu Zhen, Changfeng and Shitou.
Gu Zhen sat on the edge of the bed to block the woman inside. The wound on his arm had healed a lot after being bandaged by Changfeng.
"Your Highness, there are indeed many masked men looking for us in the village ahead. It was already late when I arrived at the village. Thinking that the pharmacy might have closed, I dressed up as a beggar and begged on the street. Then I knocked on the door of the pharmacy and begged. The night watchman opened the door, and then I bought some hemostatic and anti-inflammatory drugs from him." Changfeng reported to Gu Zhen while sitting by the door in the distance.
Gu Zhen knew the personalities of Changfeng and Shitou. After he fell into a coma, Shitou would probably become restless like a headless fly, while Changfeng would stay by his side, using the medicine at hand to treat him. He would not go out unless it was absolutely necessary, and even if he did go out, he would find a way to take him with him.
"Who suggested that you go out and look for medicine?"
Changfeng lowered his head and glanced at Song Jiaren, while Shitou said directly, "She is your concubine, Your Highness."
Gu Zhen raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "Only she is so bold that she can make the wind as still as the wind so obedient."
Changfeng was so ashamed that his face turned red. He stood up, lowered his head and said nothing, with his arms pressed against his sides. He stood straight, as if the prince knew all his contempt for his concubine and he felt he had nowhere to hide.
Shitou was still confused and asked in surprise, "Changfeng, what are you doing? Sit down! She asked you to go. Didn't this save His Highness?"
Gu Zhen knew Shitou's opinion of Song Jiaren very well, and frowned and scolded, "You stand up too! You still don't know you're wrong!"
Shi Tou stood up slowly, his body stiffened, and he looked somewhat incredulous.
Gu Zhen was somewhat disappointed with Changfeng. Shitou was straightforward in character and therefore often could not win an argument with Song Jiaren. His annoyance towards her was just superficial, he was just angry.
However, Changfeng wanted Song Jiaren to be disliked by him, so even though he had thought of this method a long time ago, it was Song Jiaren who proposed it. If he came back safely, he would be rewarded for taking the risk to find the medicine. If he unfortunately could not come back, Song Jiaren would be responsible for a life.
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