Chapter 53: Tragic Xie Jing gradually suffocated and silently mouthed the name of her...
"……ah!"
Someone pulled out the arrow tip, and Xie Jing woke up in pain. He opened his eyes and found himself lying on a pile of grass with fire flickering beside him.
The other party did not apply medicine or bandage immediately, but instead used his fingertips to pry open the wound. Xie Jing's tears immediately fell, and he said, "Don't touch..."
Yu Qing let out a "tsk!" and exerted some force with her free hand, instantly suppressing Xie Jing's struggles. She continued to examine the wound carefully, and after a moment's relief, she said, "Luckily, it wasn't poisonous. Otherwise, I'd have to scrape off a few more layers with a knife."
Xie Jing shuddered: "..."
Yu Qing let him go, went to get some water and medicine, and came back.
Xie Jing not only has a fair face, but also has delicate skin and flesh, which is the appearance of someone who has lived a life of luxury.
However, when he takes off his clothes, you can see that he is not completely weak. His skin texture is just right and he has a pair of clearly defined butterfly bones.
In short, it was originally a flawless back, but now with a bloody gap more than an inch long exposed there, it looked particularly creepy.
Although Yu Qing is not a doctor, he is very skilled in dealing with minor injuries. He just uses a bit of heavy hands, and adopts the same simple and rough style as a military doctor.
She first washed the wound with boiled and then cooled water to wash away the dirt. Blood and water mixed together and Xie Jing was in excruciating pain. He murmured, "Am I going to die?"
Yu Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I won't die, it's okay."
Xie Jing had been ill for many years in his early years, but he had never suffered any external injuries. The smell of blood made him very uneasy, and he seemed to need some gentle comfort.
However, Yu Qing didn't think it was necessary to be gentle with a grown man. Adhering to the principle that a short pain is worse than a long one, she quickly washed and dried it, sprinkled medicine powder on it, pressed it to stop the bleeding, and then wrapped it tightly with a bandage.
Before the whole process was completed, Xie Jing almost fainted for the second time.
He wanted to scream but he didn't have the strength to do so. He could only moan weakly: "Be gentle, it hurts...Yu Qing..."
Xie Jing's voice was low and hoarse, and it was particularly pitiful. Yu Qing paused when she heard him call her by name. She looked down and saw Xie Jing tilting his head, his brows furrowed, and the half of his face that was exposed was covered with tears.
Yu Qing was stunned.
Xie Jing's tears touched her heart, and her heartbeat quickened for some unknown reason.
"Don't cry, Your Highness. If you keep crying, your eyes will be damaged..."
On the day of departure from Beijing, Qingjia cried silently in the carriage. Yu Qing held her wet face in his hands, but couldn't wipe it clean.
The two faces overlapped again, and Yu Qing was shocked.
When she came to her senses, she thought to herself, it's too delicate for a man to be like this just because of a minor injury.
But he still moved his hands lightly.
The torture finally ended. Xie Jing's temples were soaked with cold sweat. He was delirious and said, "I'm really going to die."
"..." Yu Qing, "I can't die. I said I can't die."
Xie Jing: "But it still hurts. My whole left side hurts."
Yu Qing said: "Normal."
Xie Jing: "Will this hand still be usable in the future?"
Yu Qing said helplessly, "Your injury is in the shoulder blade, and it didn't even penetrate the bone. Even if it did, it wouldn't be a problem. Serious criminals in the Ministry of Justice's prison had their shoulder blades penetrated a year or two ago and are still alive and kicking."
Xie Jing was still sad.
"I have sent someone to pass on the message. The nearest garrison camp is only a day's walk away. Please ride as fast as you can and we will come to support you tomorrow." Yu Qing said.
They were now in a deserted, dilapidated temple, with the remaining guards standing not far away.
Yu Qing estimated that the Golden Feather Guards and the people they escorted would probably be fine. He would try to contact them tomorrow to see how to reunite.
A personal soldier held a package in his hand and handed it to Yu Qing. Yu Qing said, "Get up and eat something."
Xie Jing smelled meat: "What is this?"
Yu Qing said: "Rabbit meat."
The night was as cold as water, and the dilapidated temple was drafty. He had to fill his stomach if he wanted to stay overnight, but Xie Jing had no appetite and said, "No thanks."
Yu Qing helped him up without hesitation and said, "Hurry up, or you won't have the strength."
Xie Jing took it and ate it twice. It was just a piece of cooked meat that had been simply cut. It didn't look very good at all. He reluctantly took a bite. The meat was tough and had an earthy smell. He couldn't help but wonder, "Is this... rabbit meat? Why is it so unpalatable?"
I've eaten it with Yu Qing at the hunting ground before, and I remember it being quite delicious.
Little did they know that it was a rare and plump prey picked by Yu Qing, and it was processed carefully and meticulously by the imperial chef. Yu Qing paid attention to the heat when roasting it, and added a full range of seasonings, so that it was full of juice and full of fresh fragrance.
This time, they were just caught and roasted casually by the guards, so of course there was a world of difference.
"All rabbit meat is like this." Yu Qing said perfunctorily.
Xie Jing couldn't eat it. He frowned, turned his head and handed the meat back, saying aggrievedly, "I don't want to eat it. Do you have porridge?"
In this desolate countryside, it's good to have something to eat, but you're still picky. This isn't a restaurant where you can order dishes. The main thing is that this dilapidated temple doesn't have a stove like the post station, so where can you make porridge?
Yu Qing thought that if he didn't eat, he would just starve. However, seeing Xie Jing's listless appearance, he called someone over, took out some of the remaining dry food, boiled some hot water in a bowl, soaked the dry food in the water, and cooked it until it was soft, and then gave it to Xie Jing.
It was a bowl of strange, semi-paste-like substance with a strange taste, but Xie Jing knew that this was the only thing he could swallow, so he ate it slowly.
Yu Qing spread out the straw pile and took out the straw mat from the temple. Xie Jing looked at her silently and suddenly found that there was a dark mark on her shoulder.
Xie Jing was startled and asked, "Are you injured?"
Yu Qing was injured when she led people to break out after Xie Jing was shot by an arrow. In fact, she was a little anxious at the time and just wanted to end the fight as soon as possible, so she was accidentally scratched by the blade. Some blood seeped onto her clothes and has now dried up.
Yu Qing just casually applied some medicine on the wound without bandaging it. It was just a shallow cut and would heal on its own in a few days.
She shrugged it off and said, "It's a minor injury."
The bloodstain was extremely glaring in Xie Jing's eyes, and his throat moved.
Because of the arrow wound, he felt uncomfortable and uncomfortable all over.
But all his tempers died down in an instant, and he no longer cared whether it hurt or not, but just felt a heaviness in his heart.
Yu Qing’s injuries might be more serious than mine. Why didn’t she tell me whether she was in pain or not?
"...I'm the one who implicated you." Xie Jing whispered.
He was filled with regret, but it was too late to regret not practicing martial arts well.
Yu Qing looked back at him in surprise, only to see that Xie Jing had a gloomy expression, which did not seem fake.
She thought for a moment and politely replied, "It has nothing to do with you, sir. Just don't blame us for our poor protection."
Xie Jing said: "I won't."
Yu Qing said, "I thought no one would target you, but it seems I was careless... Did you reveal your identity while you were in Jiangnan? Or did you come into contact with anyone suspicious?"
Xie Jing shook his head. "I don't know. I absolutely did not leak this matter lightly. From beginning to end, there was only one link to the court, and the only people who knew about it were the imperial officials and the people in the palace."
Yu Qing pondered, "I don't think the source is you either. Besides, if there were any problems with those people, you wouldn't have had the chance to leave Jiangnan. I wonder who later learned of your existence and tried to kill you. I'll report to His Majesty and His Royal Highness Prince Rui in Beijing, and then investigate thoroughly."
Xie Jing closed his eyes. At this moment, he was not thinking about the assassin or the pain, but the blood on Yu Qing's shoulder.
That was his injury.
He wished time could go back, and would rather take another stab wound himself than let Yu Qing bleed.
Yu Qing originally thought that Xie Jing, this pampered young master, was troublesome to begin with, and it would probably be even more troublesome if he got injured.
However, Xie Jing had been quiet and docile since then, without making any sound, which made her worried, and she couldn't help but look at him several more times.
There were guards guarding the temple gate, and Yu Qing was resting on a haystack not far from Xie Jing.
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Xie Jing slept uneasily. The intermittent pain made him wake up in a daze in the middle of the night. He felt a burning pain around the wound and his entire back was numb. He frowned and endured it for a while.
He found that he had an extra piece of clothing on him. When he looked up, he saw Yu Qing beside him, seemingly asleep.
His breathing was steady, but his expression was not quite peaceful, but rather tense and serious.
Is it the coldness? Or the pain from the wound?
He suddenly thought that there was no decent doctor among the group. His own injury was carefully treated by Yu Qing, but what about Yu Qing's injury?
After all, she was... different, so she couldn't ask her personal guards to do it for her, and she didn't know if the medicine had been applied properly.
If the trauma is not treated properly, it is easy to cause redness, swelling and suppuration, and the person may also develop a fever, which is when the condition becomes serious.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel anxious, fearing that something might happen to Yu Qing.
He called out "General" in a low voice, but it was too soft and Yu Qing didn't respond.
He also gave up on calling her out loudly. If she was fine, it would be bad to wake her up. It would also easily call the guards, and he couldn't let them be there. Yu Qing's secret was known only to him.
Xie Jing hesitated for a moment, still feeling worried. He endured the pain all over his body and stood up. He tiptoed over to check Yu Qing's temperature and the condition of her wounds.
The injury was on his shoulder, so he was very careful not to hurt her accidentally. He just gently and slowly opened her collar. Before he could lift it up, Yu Qing suddenly opened her eyes.
Xie Jing was startled and had no time to explain. The next moment, Yu Qing moved like a gust of wind and raised his hand to his throat.
“!”
Xie Jing was knocked to the ground heavily, and felt that he was being strangled to death. His wounds were hitting the hard ground, but he didn't even care about the severe pain.
He held Yu Qing's hand in reverse, but he couldn't pry open those knuckles that looked slender but were as strong as eagle claws. Xie Jing gradually suffocated and silently mouthed her name.
Yu Qing finally came to his senses and let him go. Air rushed into Xie Jing's lungs, and he fell to the ground coughing in pain.
The guards outside heard the noise and leaned over to see. Yu Qing waved his hand to indicate that everything was fine. He looked down at Xie Jing and asked, "What are you doing?"
She always remains terrifyingly alert. If anyone dares to approach her or touch her, she will strike back and kill them even in her sleep.
This is her bottom line. No one else can violate it except her trusted and familiar relatives.
Unexpectedly, Xie Jing took advantage of her inattention and attacked her secretly. Her distrust of Xie Jing reached its peak, and her eyes were as sharp as knives.
Xie Jing took a long time to straighten up. His face was pale and his eyelashes were trembling. He said in a hoarse voice, "I...just noticed that something was wrong with you, so...I wanted to see your injuries..."
Yu Qing said coldly: "Don't worry, just take care of yourself."
Xie Jing said: "...I have absolutely no ill intentions."
"I am a warrior, always on guard, always vigilant," Yu Qing warned. "Please don't approach rashly, or you might even kill someone in your sleep."
"..." Xie Jing said softly, "Okay."
He hadn't expected Yu Qing to react so violently, and although he wanted to explain further, he couldn't clear himself no matter what. He had a reason for doing this - the last time Yu Qing was unconscious, he had been watching over her the entire time, staying with her for half the night. Yu Qing wasn't on guard against him, and that's how he discovered her true identity.
Only at this moment did he realize that he was lucky in the past and was accepted by Yu Qing because of his false identity. Now he no longer has any privileges.
She is not a close and loving wife, but just a suspicious man with ulterior motives and bad intentions.
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