Jiang Huaifu stopped teasing her and instead leaped lightly into the cave.
Looking at his bleeding arm, Song He'er was immediately filled with worry. If this man died with her, the soldiers would definitely label her as a murderer, and wouldn't she be in big trouble?
Jiang Huaifu seemed to see through her little scheme in an instant and chuckled to himself, "You don't need to be afraid that I will die here. If the poison really takes effect, I will jump straight down from here and will definitely not cause you any trouble."
Song He'er blushed deeply. She really shouldn't have thought that way, after all, this man had just saved her life, and to think that way was somewhat ungrateful.
"I didn't think that way, Your Highness is overthinking it... By the way, do you have any antidote pills on you? Aren't you people in Xizhou good at making poisons? Everyone must carry pills with them. Do you have any? I'll take one out for you!"
Jiang Huaifu was speechless for a moment, staring at her carefully, "Who told you that people from Xizhou are good at making poison?"
"I...I heard about it!"
"Nonsense! What you're saying is illogical. We people of Xizhou are all charitable and care about the world. Who would bother making drugs? Would we do it to harm people?"
It seems Jiang Huaifu isn't in too much pain, otherwise where would he get the strength to argue with her?
Considering that he had been injured while saving her, Song He'er didn't argue with him too much. Instead, she tore off a clean piece of her dress and wrapped it around his bleeding wound to stop the blood from flowing out.
"Your Highness, I'm really not joking with you anymore. If you have any medicine, please take it and eat it quickly. We're trapped here now, and if you get sick, I won't be able to carry you out!"
Jiang Huaifu's pain seemed to return. He frowned, took out a small bottle of medicine from his body, and handed it to Song He'er.
Song He'er opened it and saw that it didn't contain any pills at all, but rather a white powdery medicine that looked like it was for external application.
"This is an antidote. Pour it onto my wound. As long as the poison doesn't spread into my body, I'll be fine..."
It's not spreading? This wound has been there for so long, and it's been aggravated. It's been hanging on those vines for so long, how could it only damage the surface?
"Hurry up, what are you standing there for?"
"oh......"
Song He'er quickly opened the medicine lid and sprinkled the white powder onto Jiang Huaifu's wound...
There's no time to worry about anything else now; let's try anything, even if it's a long shot! Even if things don't go well, this is the only option for now; let's leave it to fate!
After applying the medicine, Song He'er wiped the blood off Jiang Huaifu's arm and then re-bandaged it.
Fortunately, she carries water with her, so now she can have a sip to soothe her throat.
Jiang Huaifu rested for only a short while before getting up to go out.
Song He'er quickly called out to him, "You're still injured, where are you going?"
"Didn't you see those dry grass leaves over there? Pick them up and start a fire. I'm afraid I'll freeze to death before I'm poisoned!"
Song He'er looked around and saw that there were indeed some branches growing horizontally on the cliff, which seemed to be left by the dead green plants on the snow mountain.
If you cut them all down, you can indeed make a fire for warmth.
Jiang Huaifu drew his sword and, in a few swift movements, chopped off all the branches of the nearby tree and brought them in.
"Your Highness, I didn't bring a tinderbox..." Song He'er looked at Jiang Huaifu with a pitiful expression.
"I don't know what's going on in your head, but in short, you're no match for me."
Having said that, he proudly took out a tinderbox from his pocket.
Song He'er was somewhat surprised. A prince of Xizhou actually carried a tinderbox with him? It seemed that this was a guy who often survived in the wild, and even prepared such a thing.
Thinking of this, Song He'er rolled her eyes.
"Does your wound stop hurting?"
"Why doesn't it hurt? Am I indestructible?"
"But... how do you still have the strength to start a fire?"
Jiang Huaifu raised his head, handed the tinderbox to Song He'er, and looked at her with a playful expression: "Alright, then you can help me make it!"
Song He'er secretly berated herself for being stupid; why did she say that?
Oh well, he's a wounded person too, so it's only right that I do more for him...
Thinking of this, Song He'er took the tinder from Jiang Huaifu and prepared to start a fire like him. Zhang Xiu'e used to be in charge of cooking on the road, so it was a rare opportunity for her to do this kind of work.
In addition, the firewood nowadays is not as dry as it used to be; it's very damp, and I couldn't light it no matter how many times I tried!
Jiang Huaifu smiled as he watched her flustered movements, then snatched the tinder from her hands.
"Fine, I'll do this myself, so you won't say I'm not a man who cherishes women!"
After saying that, Jiang Huaifu skillfully started a fire.
Before long, sparks began to appear from the pile of dry firewood.
It's rare to see such damp branches ignite so quickly under these conditions.
Jiang Huaifu's brows furrowed as if his wound was hurting again.
"Cough cough!"
"Your Highness...why don't you lean against me and rest for a bit?"
Jiang Huaifu didn't speak, but sat quietly by the fire, gazing at the flickering flames as he fell into deep thought.
Do you want to know who the girl who looks like you is that people are talking about?
Song He'er was slightly taken aback, wondering why he would suddenly bring this up. Could it be his dying words?
Ptooey!
“I know her name is Qingwu.”
"Um."
"But Your Highness, you said you don't like her, so why are you so good to me? I look a lot like her, so don't tell me it's just brotherly and sisterly affection, I don't believe it."
Jiang Huaifu smiled and shook his head helplessly.
"Although you and she look alike, your personalities are completely opposite. When I first saw you, I was indeed stunned by your beauty, and I even wondered if you were her, but later I found out you weren't..."
It was rare for Song He'er to hear Jiang Huaifu speak to her so calmly, and he was talking about 'that woman'.
"......I"
"She died to save me, so I feel guilty and can't forget her, but this is not love."
"But Your Highness, if it's not love, then what is the reason that has prevented you from speaking to your own mother for so many years?"
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