Shen Zhaozhao sat in front of Guan Pingle, and was shaken by the galloping horse until his internal organs were in a fight.
The burning sensation in the stomach became more and more obvious.
"vomit--"
She retched.
Guan Pingle was so scared that he stopped the horse, fearing that her vomit would be blown onto his face by the wind. "Auntie, if you want to vomit, get off the horse and vomit."
Shen Zhaozhao waved his hands, his face messy in the wind, "Spit it out."
Guan Pingle gritted his teeth and rode a few steps. Suddenly, he came up with a bad idea, "You want to cling to the horse, and if it bumps a few times, you will vomit?"
Shen Zhaozhao's brain had become a mess due to the alcohol. After hearing what he said, he hoped to vomit it out quickly so that he would feel better. He crossed one leg and lay sideways on the horse's back.
"Let's go!"
Guan Pingle looked at Shen Zhaozhao lying in front of him, and finally felt relieved and rode away.
Shen Zhaozhao was face down, and the spit floated onto his face.
Guan Pingle thought he was very clever.
The horse galloped away, and Shen Zhaozhao was in even greater pain. The ups and downs of the horse's back made her stomach hurt even more, and she opened her mouth to vomit.
Still vomited it out.
"Wait... wait..." She wanted Guan Pingle to put her down and walk, but her words were shattered into pieces.
"Hey, is there someone coming from the front?" Guan Pingle rode his horse forward and saw a fast horse coming towards them from afar. He took a closer look and was delighted.
“Hey hey!”
"Third Master Zhan! Shen Zhaozhao is here!"
Guan Pingle excitedly raised the whip and waved frantically at Zhan Nanxing who was galloping towards him.
He wanted to quickly dump Shen Zhaozhao to Zhan Nanxing.
This person will vomit at any time.
If you can get it on him, it's best not to!
After a while, Zhan Nanxing rode his horse to Guan Pingle. When he saw Shen Zhaozhao hanging on the horse like a corpse, his legs went weak when he got off the horse, and he fell directly to his knees on the ground.
Guan Pingle: ...
This great ceremony must be performed when one is about to die.
"Zhao Zhao!" Zhan Nanxing looked at himself and realized that his legs and feet were injured. He limped to Shen Zhaozhao and stretched out his hand to help her. He was afraid and could only stare at Guan Pingle with red eyes, "General Guan, my wife..."
"Drunk." Guan Pingle turned over and got off the horse.
Zhan Nanxing was stunned for a moment, and then he found that he smelled a strong smell of alcohol.
It was emanating from Shen Zhaozhao.
While helping Zhan Nanxing to help Shen Zhaozhao down from the horse, Guan Pingle talked about what happened in the foreign king's court.
"We have to hurry back, and Sixth Sister will probably have to suffer more."
"I saw that she wanted to vomit all the way,"
Guan Pingle finally got rid of the hot potato, feeling relieved, and asked kindly, "Do you want me to help you get the man on the horse?"
Zhan Nanxing confirmed that Shen Zhaozhao was just drunk, and finally felt relieved. He bent down, picked him up and put him on the horse.
"놊用."
Then he climbed onto his horse.
Guan Pingle nodded, "Then I will go ahead, and the Third Young Master should catch up as soon as possible."
"After being mowed down by my gunfire, the foreign nations should be able to catch up with us for a while, but I can't guarantee that. It's better to return to Mobei as soon as possible."
After saying that, Guan Pingle kicked the horse's belly and galloped up.
Zhan Nanxing first helped Shen Zhaozhao move to a more comfortable position and let her lean against him, "Zhaozhao?"
Shen Zhaozhao was jolted for a long time on Guan Pingle's horse, and felt that his soul was about to be shaken out. He heard a familiar male voice, and the horse under him was jolted again, and he sighed in relief.
She skillfully rubbed herself into the arms of the man behind her and rubbed her cheek against his.
He reached out and put his arms around Zhan Nanxing's waist.
"I feel so uncomfortable." She closed her eyes and groaned, "I want to vomit."
"Do you want to dismount and vomit?" Zhan Nanxing asked immediately with concern.
Shen Zhaozhao shook his head, "Spit it out."
Guan Pingle made her lie down and vomit.
As a result, he almost lost his soul, but he didn't vomit out the wine.
"Then I'll ride slower." Zhan Nanxing took off his cloak, held Shen Zhaozhao, pulled the reins, and controlled the horse to go back.
Shen Zhaozhao swayed, and behind her was a relaxing embrace, and inexplicably, she fell asleep.
She didn't know how much time had passed during this sleep. When she woke up again, she opened her eyes and looked at the familiar bed curtains.
Arrived home?
Shen Zhaozhao sat up, a half-wet cloth fell from her forehead. Before she could say anything, Huang Juan happened to come in with a basin of water. Seeing that she was awake, she hurried over:
"The Third Young Master's wife has finally woken up. The Third Young Master is really worried."
Shen Zhaozhao pressed his head, but still felt dizzy.
I cursed the foreign king in my heart, saying that he was drinking in a fake bar, so how could he be poisoned by alcohol to this extent?
"How long have I slept?" Shen Zhaozhao asked.
Huang Juan pushed her back onto the bed and wrung out a new cloth and placed it on her forehead.
"You fainted and had a high fever in a foreign country. We rode as fast as we could to come back and see a doctor," Huang Juan counted the days with her fingers, "It's been more than ten days."
Shen Zhaozhao's eyes widened. After drinking this wine, she actually fell into a coma for more than ten days?
"The Third Young Master feeds you rice soup and medicine every day, and he doesn't get much rest at night. He's worried that your condition will relapse." Huang Juan put the cloth she had used before in a basin and soaked it in cold water.
"How's the injury on his leg?" Shen Zhaozhao closed his eyes and recalled the scene before he fell asleep.
Zhan Nanxing was still obedient and rode a horse.
"Much better. These days, apart from accompanying you and eating with you, I have been practicing martial arts in the yard!"
Shen Zhaozhao sighed, he was really anxious.
"What about grandfather and father?"
Shen Zhaozhao remembered that he had never met these two elders before, and sat up immediately.
"Oh, you'd better lie down," Huang Juan pushed the person back and put the towel on his forehead, "You are still feverish!"
She knew that Shen Zhaozhao was worried about something, so she picked out and told him about what had happened in recent days.
Zhan Jianzhi was old and hadn't eaten properly for a long time, so he was still weak. However, although Zhan Mingzhong was more seriously injured, he recovered quickly.
"The old general and the general have both woken up and are now explaining things to the three young masters," Huang Juan said after thinking for a while.
"By the way, the old general said last night that he wanted to invite Miss Cao and General Guan to his home and hold a banquet to thank them."
Shen Zhaozhao listened to it.
While listening here, the people over there became confused.
Huang Juan saw that she had fallen asleep and did not dare to make any sound. She just sat beside the bed and watched. After a while, the door was pushed open.
Zhan Nanxing walked in.
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