1366 Fate, Fate, Your Uncle
Even God was helping Feng Qingchen. Not long after Feng Qingchen ran into the woods, it started to rain, and the rain was quite heavy.
The heavy rain wiped out all traces of Feng Qingchen in an instant. The guards who were holding torches and searching for Feng Qingchen's whereabouts were all angry and cursed.
"What a horrible weather! It rains as soon as it says it's going to rain." The guard looked at the torch in his hand that was extinguished by the rain and threw it to the ground in anger. Not satisfied with his anger, he stepped forward and stomped on it twice.
"It's raining so hard, how are we going to find people? It's hard to find footprints to begin with, and now it's even harder to find them." Another guard also threw away the torch in his hand and wiped the rain off his face.
"All traces have been washed away by the rain. It's such a large area and we are not familiar with it. Who knows where she went? We don't know if there is any danger in this forest." The guards backed off one by one and refused to continue searching.
It is hard enough to look for people in the woods at night, and when it rains, it becomes a real chore and basically no one wants to do it.
Of course, there were guards who refused to give up: "Feng Qingchen, a woman, dared to stay in the forest, so what are we, the big men, afraid of? How far can a woman run? Let's look for her everywhere, maybe we can find her soon."
As soon as this was said, it was immediately rejected: "It's not a question of whether you are afraid or not, but a question of not being able to find it at all. With such a large area, which direction should we look from?"
"That's right. Feng Qingchen is not an ordinary woman. Don't treat her as an ordinary woman. In order to kidnap her, we sacrificed fifty brothers." The man said this with his eyes slightly red. He felt sorry for the brothers who died tonight, but also proud of them.
They were also the first to rescue someone from the Ninth Prince's hands.
"If we can't find the person, His Highness will not let us go." The more timid guards brought out Prince Luo. After these words were spoken, everyone was silent.
They saw that Prince Luo was willing to sacrifice his life for Miss Feng. The wound on the back of his head was extremely scary, and the pool of blood frightened even the big men like them.
I don’t know if His Highness will be okay.
The guard was worried and his resentment towards Feng Qingchen increased.
"Should we try again?" The guards didn't dare to talk about retreating, but...
This weather is really bad.
"Let's see. If the rain doesn't stop, we'll retreat first and come back tomorrow. Miss Tianfeng, a woman alone, won't be able to walk far in the rain." The older man among the guards spoke, and no one else had any objection.
In fact, the guards guessed correctly. Feng Qingchen did not go far. The two sides were only a hundred meters apart at most. If it was broad daylight, Feng Qingchen would be caught quickly.
It was just that it was dark and the sound of rain blocked the way for the guards to notice Feng Qingchen at all.
Feng Qingchen and his group were hiding in a pile of short grass, taking a temporary rest, and silently praying that the rain would last a little longer.
I don't know if it was because God didn't give face to Prince Luo, or because he heard Feng Qingchen's prayers, but the rain didn't stop for an hour. By this time, Feng Qingchen had already gone far away. Now even if the guards wanted to find her, there was no hope.
The guards had no choice but to leave temporarily and prepare to bring enough people to search the mountain tomorrow.
The rain kept falling, but Feng Qingchen didn't dare to stop. She took out a windbreaker from her smart medical bag and kept walking forward. She couldn't even tell which direction she was going.
She wanted to take advantage of the rain to walk farther away, so that even if the sky cleared up, those people would not be able to follow her footprints to find her. Then, she walked until dawn.
"It should be about time." Feng Qingchen did not continue forward, but found a flat ground, checked to see if there was anyone around, then activated the smart medical kit and took out a set of clean clothes from it.
Feng Qingchen had been caught in the rain all night, and even with her windbreaker on, it was soaked. Her face was as white as paper, and her lips were completely bloodless. She looked like a female ghost, extremely scary.
Fortunately, no one saw it at this time, otherwise Feng Qingchen would have scared them to death.
Feng Qingchen raised his injured left arm, clumsily undressed himself with his right hand, wiped it twice with dry clothes, and put it on again clumsily.
"Huff, huff." Feng Qingchen kept snoring while changing clothes. His nose and cheeks soon turned red, and it was obvious that he had a fever.
"I caught a cold at this time. What a bad luck." Feng Qingchen felt dizzy and groggy. She knew her condition was very bad, but she couldn't find anyone who could help her in this remote place.
Feng Qingchen felt cold all over, his teeth were chattering, his eyes were confused and lifeless, he raised his hand to touch his head and found that he had a high fever.
"Ha, ha." Feng Qingchen put on his clothes with difficulty, and took out a set of windbreaker from the smart medical bag and wrapped it around himself.
But even so, Feng Qingchen still couldn't stand the cold. Before she could take out the medicine from the smart medical bag, she fell to the ground and didn't move...
If this were a TV show, then according to the plot, Feng Qingchen would have met a hidden master, a miraculous doctor, or a hermit. Even if it was a disaster, she would have been found by King Luo's guards. However...
This is reality.
Reality is always reality. Let’s not talk about the fact that there is no possibility of any hidden master in this small valley. Even if there is, he would not pick up Feng Qingchen for no reason.
Since the reclusive master has chosen to live in seclusion, how could he come into contact with people and expose his whereabouts because of a woman like Feng Qingchen?
As for King Luo's men? They were looking for Feng Qingchen, but although this small valley was not a deep mountain or a large forest, and there were no ferocious beasts or giant trees, it was not small.
Feng Qingchen walked all night last night. Even if the guards found the right direction, they couldn't find Feng Qingchen so quickly, so...
When Feng Qingchen woke up, she was still lying there. She had already caught a cold, and the fainting made it even worse. Feng Qingchen barely sat up, feeling completely drained of energy.
After taking out the medicine from the smart medical bag with difficulty and swallowing it, Feng Qingchen hung two bottles of medicine for himself. Only then did he feel a little more energetic. He endured the discomfort and wrapped up his injured left arm. Feng Qingchen stood up.
"I'm so hungry." Feng Qingchen touched his flat belly and looked at the deserted hill, feeling dazed for a moment.
Where is she going?
Where is she going to find food?
She found that her current situation was no better than falling into the hands of King Luo. If she fell into the hands of King Luo, at least she would not be sick and hungry, but now...
She had nothing except her freedom. If it weren't for the smart medical kit, she would have died here with her thin arms and legs.
"Dong Lingjiu, you bastard, every time I need you, you're nowhere to be found." Feng Qingchen couldn't help but vent his anger when he thought of his own situation.
It was all the trouble caused by the Ninth Prince, who brought in a group of perverted nephews.
Where is the Ninth Prince who was the target of Feng Qingchen’s anger?
He was in Xuanqing Pavilion at the moment. Qin Baoer finally fulfilled her long-cherished wish and met the Ninth Uncle, or Lan Jiuqing!
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