Chapter 9 First Aid What are you laughing at! If you don’t stop the bleeding, you’ll be dead! ...
The gatekeeper had an expressionless face. He pushed the door with his backhand, wedging it tightly into the door frame.
Shu Yao leaned against the bedroom door, her body softened, and she slowly fell to the ground.
The emotions that had been suppressed before suddenly burst out like a floodgate.
She was so excited that her limbs were shaking uncontrollably and even her teeth were chattering.
She couldn't believe it, she was okay?
Emperor Liang didn't even punish her for being disrespectful in front of the emperor?!
Just as she was about to investigate in detail, she suddenly remembered that she had important things to do.
She took a deep breath, struggled to her feet, and dragged her legs, which felt like they were filled with lead, to the dressing table.
The flames on the copper lampstand were dancing happily.
Shu Yao inserted her fingertips deep into the sleeve.
Several sharp fragments were pulling at the fabric in the sleeve pocket.
She pinched them and pulled them out little by little.
bite.
A small piece of broken jade slid over first and hit the wooden surface of the dressing table, making a short, clear sound.
Immediately afterwards, purple jade fragments of various shapes, along with wolf-hair brush tips stained with ink, rolled out one after another.
It was the purple jade brush that was broken in a hurry while trying to avoid Emperor Liang during the day.
Putting aside the jade debris, Shu Yao picked up a piece of pen tip and brought it close to the candle flame.
A dim halo of light flowed on the broken end of the pen.
She narrowed her eyes and looked carefully.
Deep in the broken stubble, a few strands of red-gold copper wire, thinner than a hair, were tightly entangled at the roots of the hairs.
really!
Shu Yao's heart skipped a beat.
When I was apologizing during the day, the unexpected glimpse of metal reflection was not an illusion.
Not caring about the copper wire pricking her hand, Shu Yao bit her lower lip and quickly pulled out all the copper wire from the pen tip.
Twisting with his fingertips, he twisted several strands of copper into one.
Glancing over the pen fragments, she picked out two slightly rounder pieces.
With his fingers flying, he wrapped the two ends of the twisted copper wire around the two broken rods, and finally fixed them tightly.
Perhaps because he was too nervous, a short groan came out of his throat when he exerted force with his knuckles.
Shu Yao turned back suddenly, holding her breath and looking at the crack in the door.
The dark shadow of the soldier outside the door flickered, but there was no movement.
He let out a long breath and slowly opened his clenched hands.
In the palm of his hand, lay quietly the crude saw made of a broken pen and thin copper wire.
Done!
Her heart almost jumped out of her throat, and Shu Yao rushed towards the window leaking outside without hesitation.
After several days of carving and polishing, some white wood grain was exposed at the bottom of the wooden lattice.
Sawing the lampstand base was really slow.
Fortunately, things are different now.
Shu Yao inserted the taut copper wire into the deepest part of the wood stump, gritted her teeth, and pulled it back and forth with her wrist.
Swish.
The thin copper wire gnawed at the wood, making a barely audible scraping sound.
Every time I pull it, my spirits rise.
The efficiency of sawing is really high!
Shu Yao didn't dare to stop, nor did she want to stop.
What about extra-legal employment? What about the secretarial court? What about the Yumen Military News?
To hell with it all.
Click.
An unusually crisp cracking sound was faintly heard from the bottom of the wood.
An unprecedented sense of comfort flowed through my body from my numb wrist, sweeping away the depression that had been pent up for many days.
Lock her up? Wishful thinking!
Outside the high wall, the sun climbed from east to west, and the files on Shu Yao's desk piled up and then fell away.
One afternoon, Shu Yao had just put a roll of documents into the shelf.
The light by the door dimmed, and Cui Jinzhong leaned in, his eyes flashing with an inappropriate joy. He lowered his voice and said, "Madam Jiang, come with me."
"Manager Cui, where are we going?" Shu Yao frowned slightly.
"We're here...you'll understand." Cui Jinzhong stepped aside to make way and made a gesture of invitation, leaving the audience in suspense.
Shu Yao's heart was filled with alarm, and she had to hold her breath and step out of the door with heavy steps.
Cui Jinzhong walked very fast and was in front in a few steps, leading her to the main gate which was usually closed.
Seeing the main door suddenly open, Shu Yao's pupils suddenly shrank.
Is this... going out?
Outside the door, a double-shafted carriage with a green roof was waiting.
In front and behind the red-lacquered carriage, ten soldiers in black armor stood in a row, holding their reins and standing still, both the men and the horses were silent.
Occasionally, the sound of horse hooves trod restlessly on the frozen soil, raising a little dust.
"Madam Jiang, please come in." Cui Jinzhong saw Shu Yao stopped in front of the carriage and urged her with a smile.
Shu Yao stepped onto the stone carriage with her head held high and bent down to get into the carriage.
Cui Jinzhong hurriedly opened the ochre-yellow carriage curtain for her.
Although I had a vague guess, when I really ran into that person, I still took a step back unconsciously.
The carriage swayed slightly as she moved it.
Xiao Chengjing was dressed in a dark casual suit. He leaned on the pillow with his elbow supporting his forehead, and closed his eyes to rest.
A leather wrist guard was tied around the raised arm, revealing the finely sculpted wrist bones.
The moment the car body shook, a very faint arc appeared on his thin lips.
"Mrs. Jiang, why are you still standing there? Get in the car quickly!" Cui Jinzhong urged again.
Shu Yao quickly bowed her head and performed an impeccable ceremony: "Your Majesty, your humble servant greets you.
Then, he sat down carefully against the left wall, wishing he could embed himself into the wall.
Cui Jinzhong lowered the curtains and closed the door, then raised his voice and shouted, "Get going!"
The wheels clunked and the car slowly moved forward.
Xiao Chengjing finally opened his eyes, his eyes were misty and had a hint of laziness after being disturbed.
When his eyes swept over the familiar mahogany comb in Shu Yao's hair, a sense of elusive tenderness arose in them.
He let go of his forehead's hand and casually placed it on his knees. He stretched his shoulders and neck and sank back into the pillow.
Shu Yao didn't know Emperor Liang's intention, so she didn't dare to act rashly.
But then she saw a small celadon plate being pushed in front of her.
On the plate, a portion of cut frozen pears was neatly arranged.
A silver stick with intricate patterns was inserted into the top piece of pear flesh.
"Fresh fruits are hard to come by in Jin during the winter." Xiao Chengjing tapped the edge of the plate with his fingertips, his voice as faint as the thin sunlight filtering through the winter clouds, with an unreal warmth, "Jiang Qing, try it. This time... you have to be careful." The ending tone was slightly dragged out, clearly a rebuke to her for her mistake that day.
Shu Yao lowered her eyes: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace."
After saying that, he picked up the silver stick, picked up a piece and put it into his mouth.
The cold pear flesh exuded a sharp sweetness that made her eyelashes squint.
She took another big bite, her cheeks puffed up, and she cursed in her heart.
If it weren't for the fact that Jin was located in the north and couldn't eat fruit in winter, it would be easy to get scurvy.
She would never accept the charity given by Emperor Liang!
Maybe it was because I stuffed too much into my mouth.
The pear flesh stuck in my throat and was hard to swallow.
Shu Yao clenched her fist and hit her chest lightly a few times before swallowing it.
Seeing her swallowing with difficulty, Xiao Chengjing felt an inexplicable itch in his throat and his Adam's apple rolled.
Just then.
The sky-breaking scream pierced through the window screen.
The cold light of the arrowhead pierced Shu Yao's face.
In a flash, the world spun.
A huge force suddenly knocked her to the ground and pressed her heavily under him.
"Hmm." A suppressed groan came from above his head.
Shu Yao raised her eyes and was shocked to see that there was a cut about an inch long on Xiao Chengjing's left arm near the shoulder, and the texture was visible.
Bright red blood beads rushed out, quickly spreading a wet mark.
Outside the car, Zhao Yan's roar could be heard faintly: "South! Leave no one alive!"
Shu Yao seemed to understand why Emperor Liang wanted to bring her along, and asked, "Are you from Jin?"
Xiao Chengjing's jaw was tense, and he nodded very weakly.
Without any hesitation, Shu Yao slipped out from the gap under his armpit and rushed towards the car window regardless of anything.
Pull down the curtain to block the archers' view.
The curtain fell and the light in the room suddenly dimmed.
Shu Yao picked up the small celadon plate containing the frozen pears and placed it on the seat behind her.
The next moment, she lowered her waist, lifted up the small table in the carriage, and blocked the window where the arrow came from.
Almost at the same time.
Two sharp arrows, carrying terrifying gusts of wind, pierced into the table.
The arrow pierced through the hardwood, leaving behind a hideous splinter, just an inch away from her palm that was pressing on the back of the table.
If she had been even a second later, Jiang Shuyao would have been killed by the arrow by now.
The external crisis was temporarily resolved, but inside the dim carriage, the rusty smell was so strong it was choking.
Blood was flowing rapidly and densely from Xiao Chengjing's wound, and a small pool of red had already gathered under his arm.
"We have to stop the bleeding!" Shu Yao didn't bother to avoid suspicion. She held his right arm and helped him sit down.
Her fingertips brushed across his leather wrist guard, pulling the cuff free from above the base of the guard.
"Your Majesty, I'm sorry!" Before she finished speaking, her jade fingers clasped the gold brocade and pulled it hard.
Yes.
Nothing happened.
Damn it! I can’t even tear it apart!
Since this road was blocked, Shu Yao had to find another way out.
While I was thinking about it, I heard a nearly whispered sneer.
Shu Yao's heart was filled with nameless anger. She turned around and glared at him: "What are you laughing at! If you don't stop the bleeding, you'll die!"
After cursing, an idea suddenly came to my mind.
Isn’t the arrow that scratched Emperor Liang still nailed to the wall of the carriage?
As soon as the thought came to her mind, she stood up suddenly, gripped the arrow shaft tightly with both hands, pushed against the wall, and struggled backward with her waist and back.
He pulled out the arrow that was deeply embedded in the wood.
With a click, she broke the arrow into two pieces, skimmed off the feathered end, and held the arrowhead tightly.
Without hesitation, he cut Xiao Chengjing's underwear.
With a few swish sounds, a large piece of white silk fell into the palm of his hand.
When the fabric was pressed on, it was instantly soaked.
Shu Yao immediately increased her strength, but no matter how hard she tried, the glaring scarlet liquid continued to seep out from between her fingers.
Can't stop?!
She hurriedly tied the strip of cloth tightly over the wound and quickly glanced at the debris in the car.
Got it!
She picked up the broken arrow, removed the tip and tail feathers, leaving only two pieces of hardwood shaft.
Insert the arrow shaft under the cloth strip, hold it firmly with both hands, and then twist the arrow shaft with all your strength.
Xiao Chengjing's whole body trembled violently, and his breathing became heavier.
Seeing his miserable state, Shu Yao felt a twisted sense of pleasure in her heart.
I told you to lock me up! You deserve it!
He didn't dare to relax even a little bit, and his eyes were still fixed on the wound.
I don’t know how long it took.
Below the tightening point, the blood that was originally surging became visibly sticky and dark.
Shu Yao tentatively loosened the twisting force a little.
Hold your breath and concentrate.
Stop it!
A huge rock fell from my heart.
Only then did Shu Yao slowly loosen her hands, which had been twisted stiff and numb.
"Your Majesty, are you okay?" She looked at him with concern, and their eyes met unexpectedly.
Xiao Chengjing's face was pale, and the dark color under his pupils was bottomless.
There was an undercurrent surging inside that she couldn't identify.
The air suddenly became sticky, and every breath became extremely heavy.
Outside the carriage, the sounds of fighting gradually subsided, leaving only the monotonous echo of wheels rolling over the frozen ground.
Inside the carriage, the heavy breathing that had not yet subsided seemed particularly clear in this suddenly quiet and narrow space.
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