At this moment, Ouyang Wu did not go far. She removed all the phoenix crowns on her head, combed her hair like a servant, and wore ordinary men's clothes. She stood among the entourage with her head down. It was difficult to be discovered for a while when she was dressed like this. She heard the roar from the front, curled her lips in disdain, lowered her head and continued to stand quietly.
What a joke, she would not be so stupid as to wait for him to find her. The so-called most dangerous place is the safest place. And she thinks the safest place is by Ye Zhonghua's side. He is furious for a while, so he probably won't bother to look around him!
It was almost noon, but Yun Shang hadn't returned yet, and no news came. This meant that there was no news from the princess. The entire convoy stopped where it was. No one dared to speak loudly, but just lowered their heads to do their own things to avoid the prince's anger on them.
Ouyang Wu heard her stomach growl, and she couldn't help but touch her stomach. She didn't eat anything yesterday, and by this time, she was very hungry. Ouyang Wu regretted it now. She should have taken some food out of the car last night.
Ouyang Wu looked up at the gradually darkening sky, thought for a while, and walked towards the small kitchen built temporarily by the motorcade. The small kitchen was different from the dullness outside. There were sounds of cooking and cutting vegetables, which seemed a bit lively.
Ouyang Wu smelled the fragrance of the vegetables and felt even hungrier. She saw a woman picking vegetables in the corner, holding a colorful headscarf. She looked like a relative. Ouyang Wu walked up to her, chuckled, and said in a rough voice: "Sister, do you need help?"
The woman raised her head and looked at Ouyang Wu, who was dressed as a servant in front of her. She looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, with delicate features and a pair of eyes as innocent as a deer. She took a look and blushed slightly, and said, "This young man looks unfamiliar, but is he from the Eastern Jin Dynasty's marriage team? Picking vegetables is a woman's job. If you want to help, go to the chef and see!"
After saying that, she saw Ouyang Wu staring at the snacks beside her, so she picked up the snacks and handed them to Ouyang Wu, smiling, "Young man, I think you are hungry, eat some snacks to fill your stomach first." After saying that, her face was slightly red.
Ouyang Wu took the snacks and was very grateful. She smiled at the woman: "Thank you, sister!" The woman's face became even redder.
After thanking her, Ouyang Wu went to the side to eat the snacks. After a few bites, she felt a little better in her stomach. Remembering that the woman said just now that she could go to the chef to see if she needed help, she looked around and walked towards the chef after a while.
The closer she got to the chef, the stronger the aroma of the food became. Ouyang Wu couldn't help swallowing her saliva, walked to the side of the chef, smiled at him, and said, "Master, is there anything I can help you with?"
The chef looked at Ouyang Wu and saw that she was not from the Eastern Jin Dynasty, but from Xiling. Seeing her small and thin figure, he couldn't help but feel pity for her. After thinking for a while, he said, "Then help me watch the fire!"
Ouyang Wu sat in front of the stove and slowly added fire to it. Fortunately, there were people from the Eastern Jin Dynasty and Xiling who she didn't know among the entourage, so it didn't matter if she was a little unfamiliar. Besides, she was the fifth lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion. Who knew that she would be the one sitting here and burning the fire? Just as he was thinking this, he heard the chef calling him. He stood up and saw the chef put a plate of dishes and handed it to Ouyang Wu, saying, "Are you hungry? The second prince is in a bad mood tonight. No one dares to eat without his order. Take this to fill your stomach first. This is our Dongjin specialty. Try it."
Ouyang Wu picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece and put it in his mouth. He took a bite and smiled and said to the chef, "Well, it's delicious. Thank you, Master."
The chef smiled even happier when he saw that he liked his dishes and waved his hand.
Ouyang Wu stayed in the kitchen for nearly half an hour. After eating and drinking, he slowly left the kitchen. Just as he walked back to the caravan, he saw Yun Shang had returned with his men. Ouyang Wu quickly hid in the crowd. Yun Shang rode in front of Ye Chonghua, dismounted quickly, and said to Ye Chonghua: "We have searched on the way back, but there is nothing. We have also sent people back to the prime minister's residence to inquire, but they have not returned."
Ye Chonghua understood when he saw Yun Shang's face. It was only one day since they came out and they were still close to Dongjin, but Yun Shang spent so much time searching. He must have searched very carefully. Since there was nothing, then I think...
Ye Chonghua narrowed his eyes, revealing a dangerous cold light, and said word by word: "Immediately block the convoy, count the number of people, and do not allow anyone to leave. See if there are any extra people!"
Ouyang Wu listened to the news from the front, her face changed, her body suddenly stiffened, and the corners of her lips twitched fiercely. Ye Chonghua was really smart and thought of it so quickly.
If she was caught now, she would probably be tortured. Ouyang Wu suddenly saw the shaft of the carriage, and a light flashed in her mind, and she dodged and walked over.
Ye Chonghua gathered all the people together. After counting, there was no extra number, so he ordered people to search the carriages one by one until the last one, but nothing was found. Ye Chonghua's patience had run out. He stood ten steps away from the carriage, his pupils glowing purple in the sunlight, with a strange light. His hair was wild and furious in the wind, and his gloomy handsome face was full of murderous intent. He said to Yun Shang: "Where do you think she went? Where could she go?"
Yun Shang looked at the furious Ye Chonghua and could only say cautiously: "Ouyang Wu's mind is hard to figure out."
A guard ran over from a distance: "Report to the second prince, there is no news about the princess!"
"Idiot!" Ye Chonghua's chest rose and fell violently. He kicked the guard's chest hard. The guard was kicked away and spit out a mouthful of fishy blood. The guard fell to the ground, patting his chest. Just as he was about to beg for mercy, he met a pair of bright eyes. He saw a man lying on the shaft of the car like a gecko.
Ouyang Wu was very close to Ye Zhonghua and Yun Shang. She could hear their voices clearly and see the patterns on their boots. She was a little nervous and her heart was pounding. Suddenly, she was caught by the guard, and the blood on her face disappeared in an instant!
A thousand thoughts came to her mind instantly. Was she going to be discovered? !
The guard screamed, and Ouyang Wu closed her eyes tightly. But then the guard screamed again, and before he finished screaming, he felt another kick on his body.
Ouyang Wu only heard Yun Shang say in a low voice, "Shut up!" The guard rolled on the ground and felt even more pain. He just raised his hand and pointed hard towards the bottom of the car, but he couldn't speak and fainted.
Yun Shang looked at the guard who was knocked unconscious by his kick, looked at Ye Chonghua's livid face, and sighed in his heart: Don't blame me, you are shouting at this time, but Ye Er will kill you!
Ye Chonghua looked at the unconscious guard irritably, snorted, and walked to the front of the convoy. Yun Shang behind him touched his nose, ordered the servants to carry the guard away, and left with Ye Chonghua.
Ouyang Wu under the car watched them go far away, and realized that her nerves were tense just now. Now that they were gone, all her strength was taken away, and her body softened all of a sudden. She let go and let herself fall to the ground. She patted her chest lightly and kept sighing: "It was a close call!"
After that, she turned sideways and flashed out.
After a day of tossing and turning, the sky quickly darkened.
Ye Chonghua sat in the carriage with his stomach slumped, thinking that Ouyang Wu had disappeared right under his nose. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. He raised his hand and punched the wall of the carriage, and the carriage shattered. The guards outside the carriage were very panicked when they saw this scene. They just lowered their heads and stood aside, not daring to step forward.
Ye Chonghua looked at the guards in front of him and suddenly remembered the guard who was hit by the stone he kicked today. The guard's behavior before fainting was very strange.
He said to Yun Shang who just heard the sound and rushed over: "Where is the guard today?"
Yun Shang thought for a moment and said: "But the one who fainted today? He is resting in the carriage behind."
Ye Chonghua said impatiently: "Send someone to call him."
After a while, someone came over with the guard. Seeing that he was not walking smoothly, he thought that his leg was injured by the stone kicked by Ye Chonghua. The guard walked to Ye Chonghua and knelt on the ground.
Ye Chonghua glanced at him coldly: "You made a strange movement before you fainted, but what did you see?"
The guard saw Ye Chonghua asking him, and said anxiously: "When I fell to the ground today, I saw someone hiding under the carriage, who seemed to be the princess. I was about to speak, and then..." He glanced at Yun Shang, who touched his nose with an innocent look, and continued: "Then he fainted."
Ye Chonghua hurriedly walked to the last carriage, took the torch from the guard standing next to him, and shone it under the carriage, but saw that the bottom of the carriage was empty, and no one was hiding. Then he stood up, walked to the front of the carriage, opened the door, and there was no one inside. Ye Chonghua was extremely disappointed. He grabbed the hollow wall of the carriage with one hand and pulled it down with one force. He threw the torch to the ground angrily. His face was bright and dark, and he said coldly: "It's one step late again!"
His princess was more cunning than a fox and more slippery than a loach. It really opened his eyes.
After saying that, he raised his eyes and glared at Yun Shang angrily. His sharp eyes wanted to dig a hole in Yun Shang's body.
Yun Shang knew that he was in the wrong, so he turned his head and didn't look at him or speak.
At this moment, he happened to see that one of the guards standing aside seemed to be hesitant to say something. He wanted to report something. Thinking of his mistake today, he took the initiative to ask the man: "What happened?"
Seeing Yun Shang asking, the man hurriedly responded: "Your Excellency, a horse in our caravan is missing today. Just now, someone saw someone riding a horse over there!" After saying that, he pointed to the forest hidden in the darkness not far away.
Yun Shang immediately asked, "How long ago?"
"About an hour."
Before Yun Shang could report, Ye Chonghua had already rushed to a guard, snatched the horse from his hand, jumped on the horse, and rushed quickly towards the forest. Only Yun Shang was left behind, shouting, "Ye Er, wait for us!"
The two of them were really a match made in heaven, each more desperate than the other.
Ouyang Wu rode her horse slowly in the forest. It was not that she didn't want to walk fast, because Ye Chonghua behind her could catch up at any time.
But after the initial frantic run, Ouyang Wu sadly found that she and her horse could not get out of the forest. The more Ouyang Wu walked, the more she felt that this forest was very strange, like a ghost wall and it was difficult to get out. She thought that if she could enter the portable space, she would take out a compass and it would probably be no problem.
But now, she was lost, so she stopped the horse and thought slowly.
Ouyang Wu, who was immersed in her own thoughts, heard a rustling sound in the suddenly quiet environment. Years of special training instinctively made her alert immediately. She slowly looked around, but found that it was pitch black around her. She frowned slightly and pulled her lips lightly. If she couldn't see with her eyes, she would hold her breath and rely on her ears.
Ouyang Wu listened quietly to the sounds around her, her body motionless, and she observed the surroundings vigilantly.
The moon slowly emerged from behind the dark clouds. As the moonlight illuminated the forest, Ouyang Wu only heard a sharp wind sound. When she opened her eyes, she felt a flash of cold light. She saw a man in black holding a long sword in front of her stabbing at her.
When the long sword came in front of her, Ouyang Wu quickly lay down on the horse's back and kicked the man in black in the heart. The man in black didn't expect Ouyang Wu to know martial arts, and was kicked to the ground by surprise. Before Ouyang Wu could get up, another man in black flew to her side. Ouyang Wu could only roll sideways to the ground. After landing, she quickly stood up, avoided the sword that followed, and chopped the back of the man in black's head with one hand. The man in black fell to the ground.
Ouyang Wu quickly stepped back a few steps, and found that there were many people in black around her in the moonlight. At a glance, it was a dark mass, and there were estimated to be dozens of people. Ouyang Wu was a little frightened. Although she had felt that there were more than one person before, she didn't expect that there were so many people. I don't know who hated her so much that they sent assassins to follow her to such a place. Ouyang Wu's face was full of bloodthirsty looks, and her eyes were full of sharp and cold eyes. Her experience told her that she couldn't retreat at this time, let alone be afraid. No matter whether she could escape today, she had to fight hard.
The surrounding black-clothed people saw that Ouyang Wu was not afraid, and exuded a fierce murderous aura and a deterrent force that made people unable to move. Some of them hesitated to step forward.
After a while, the leading black-clad man winked at everyone, and then they all raised their swords and swarmed towards Ouyang Wu.
Ouyang Wu smiled coldly, and just as she was about to fight desperately, a voice suddenly rang in her ears: "Who dares to hurt my princess!" The cold voice as a knife entered Ouyang Wu's ears, and her tense nerves seemed to relax suddenly. There was a feeling in her heart telling her that she was absolutely safe wherever Ye Chonghua was.
Ouyang Wu saw a black shadow getting closer and closer from the corner of her eye, with black hair flying wildly in the moonlight, and tightly pursed lips with a cold meaning.
He met her eyes, with a smile on his lips, and then he was wrapped in deep anger. He stayed on her with just a faint look, and then he jumped up, with the cold light of the long sword in his hand flashing, and his sleeves fluttering, the two black-clad men in front of Ouyang Wu fell to the ground, bleeding profusely, and died in a very tragic way.
Ye Chonghua quickly approached Ouyang Wu, protected her, and put the long sword in his hand into her hand. He didn't say a word, but Ouyang Wu could already feel the overwhelming murderous aura emanating from him. Ouyang Wu didn't dare to say much now, so she could only strike first and use a killing move against the black-clothed man beside her. According to the training in her previous life, she felt no sense of disobedience when using the sword now. Ye Chonghua followed her and also resisted the black-clothed man. I don't know if it was because Ye Chonghua was beside her, Ouyang Wu felt full of strength, and her speed was fierce and accurate. The two of them fought and retreated, and they felt a kind of refreshing and refreshing feeling. I don't know when the side was very open. It turned out that they were already on a cliff during the fight. Ouyang Wu didn't notice that she was holding the hand of a black-clothed man with one hand and was about to chop with the other hand. But unexpectedly, a black-clothed man behind her was stabbing at her with a sword, and Ouyang Wu was too late to let go. Ye Chonghua saw Ouyang Wu in danger, and was stabbed in the abdomen by the black-clothed man in front of him. Ye Chonghua groaned, and when he came to his senses, he chopped the black-clothed man to the ground with a sword, and immediately flew over to hug Ouyang Wu and rolled to the side, narrowly avoiding the black-clothed man's sword, but he was unable to stop in time, and both fell off the cliff.
The remaining men in black quickly walked to the edge of the cliff, looked at the bottomless cliff, and a hint of success flashed in their eyes. After a moment, one of the men in black said, "Retreat!" After that, the men in black disappeared into the forest.
Ouyang Wu was held tightly by Ye Zhonghua and fell rapidly in the air. Her nose was filled with his elegant scent of viburnum and a faint smell of blood. Under the moonlight, his eyes were closed, and there was a strong spirit between his eyebrows that was ready to fight. But his face became paler due to blood loss.
Ouyang Wu looked at this face, thinking about how he still held her tightly against his chest when she fell off the cliff, and said firmly without hesitation: "I'm here, don't be afraid." Ouyang Wu's eyes were unexpectedly sour, and she reached out to touch Ye Zhonghua's face and whispered: "Silly, why are you so good to me?" But she didn't expect that at this moment, Ye Zhonghua suddenly opened his eyes and laughed and cried with difficulty: "Because you are my Wu'er!" Ouyang Wu's heart was instantly filled with something, full of warmth and happiness. But at this moment, the two of them were falling rapidly, and Ouyang Wu could do nothing, just hoping that a miracle would happen. Ouyang Wu thought: Little Qilin, little Qilin, you brought me into this world, but you let me die inexplicably like this? At this moment, Ouyang Wu only felt a yawn in his head, followed by the voice of the little Qilin: "Eh? Master, what are you playing?"
Ouyang Wu realized that the little Qilin had woken up, and was very happy for a moment. He said to the little Qilin in his heart: "Little Qilin, hurry up, Ye Chonghua and I fell off the cliff! Save me!"
The little Qilin was not panicked. He scratched his face with his claws and said: "It's okay. I have this little Qilin who can do everything in the world!"
Ouyang Wu looked at its leisurely appearance, and the veins on his forehead jumped. He couldn't help but roared: "Hurry up!"
The little Qilin immediately shrank aside and muttered: "Okay, okay!" After speaking, he opened his mouth hard, and a small golden bubble slowly came out from it. The small bubble slowly grew bigger and bigger, even out of the portable space, slowly surrounding Ouyang Wu and Ye Chonghua, until they were completely covered.
Ouyang Wu and Ye Chonghua's falling trend slowed down suddenly. They were enveloped in golden bubbles and slowly fell like hot air balloons. A quarter of an hour later, they landed at the bottom of the cliff. As soon as they touched the ground, the golden bubble automatically shrank, and the little unicorn opened its mouth and swallowed it back. Ouyang Wu and Ye Chonghua fell to the ground. Ouyang Wu stood up slightly and looked down at Ye Chonghua. He saw that his face was getting paler and bloodless and he had fainted. Ouyang Wu hurriedly checked his wound. The wound was in the abdomen. The attack was too vicious and the injury was very serious. Ouyang Wu was about to be glad that he didn't kill him with one blow, but when he saw the blood gushing out, his eyes suddenly turned cold. The sword was poisonous. Black blood spurted out like a spring, which looked very scary. Ye Chonghua's body was very hot, burning people. Sweat was pouring out of his forehead, soaking his face. But after a while, his body was like an iceberg, trembling with cold. He hugged Ouyang Wu tightly, and his arms almost sank into her body.
Who on earth wanted to take my life so much and implicate Ye Chonghua? Ouyang Wu's eyes showed a trace of cruelty, and a dangerous and extremely angry expression slowly appeared on his lips.
"Master, don't be dazed, treat his wound quickly!" Seeing Ouyang Wu immersed in his thoughts, Xiao Qilin couldn't help but remind him, "He looks like he's about to die!"
"He will definitely not die!" Ouyang Wu came back to his senses, muttered silently, and entered the portable space.
It's been a long time since I entered the space. I saw that the space was very different from before. Groups of fish were playing leisurely in the clear river water. There were many animals in the mountains and fields, and the plants in the fields had already borne fruits.
When the little Qilin saw Ouyang Wu coming in, he jumped and jumped into Ouyang Wu's arms. Ouyang Wu caught the little Qilin steadily. I saw that the little Qilin was slightly different from before. Compared with before, it was slightly bigger, its fur color was more smooth, and its pair of black eyes were sparkling.
"Master, long time no see, do you miss me?" Ouyang Wu looked at the little Qilin's cute and coquettish appearance and felt a little funny. The haze in his heart also faded a lot. Thinking of Ye Chonghua who was still unconscious outside, he quickly walked into his pharmacy and took out the medicine box. In the blink of an eye, he saw a lot of pills appearing in several boxes on the side. Just as he was wondering, the little Qilin ran to those boxes like offering treasures, with a very proud look on his face: "Master, didn't I absorb a lot of precious medicinal materials from the Sun Mansion last time? I refined them into various pills. Look, these are tonics, this is for aphrodisiac, this is for detoxification..."
Listening to it introducing one by one, Ouyang Wu was about to praise it, but when he heard about aphrodisiac, his head was full of black lines. Suddenly, when he heard about detoxification, his eyes suddenly lit up and he interrupted: "Detoxification? What kind of poison is it used to detoxify?"
The little Qilin looked very proud and patted his chest: "My little Qilin's products can naturally detoxify all kinds of poisons!"
Ouyang Wu laughed out loud. He was worried that Ye Chonghua's poison could not be detoxified for the time being and that an antidote needed to be developed, but he didn't expect that there was an antidote here. Ouyang Wu went forward and took out a few pills from the grid and put them in a porcelain bottle. She turned around and took the medicine and was about to leave, but she felt someone pulling her feet. She looked down and saw that the little Qilin was biting his pants with his mouth, so she asked in confusion: "What are you doing?"
The little Qilin changed his clothes and looked pitiful. His dark eyes were rolling around. He said: "Master, don't you praise me?"
Ouyang Wu just felt funny, so he squatted down and patted its head: "Well, the little Qilin is really capable!" After a pause, he snorted: "But why was the capable little Qilin unconscious for so long?"
Hearing the last sentence, the little Qilin's originally proud face suddenly collapsed. Ouyang Wu was very magical to find that she actually saw a trace of embarrassment on the little Qilin's face.
As he thought about it, he reached out and scratched the little Qilin's head, and smiled as he left the portable space: "Come and help!"
Ouyang Wu put down the medicine box, took out a pill of antidote from the porcelain bottle, and fed it to Ye Chonghua.
As long as Ye Chonghua's poison was removed, the wound would be easy to treat. Ouyang Wu lifted Ye Chonghua's clothes and frowned. The scar that he had sutured last time was still there, and now there was another wound.
"Hold the flashlight," Ouyang Wu put on a clean plastic, took disinfectant to clean his wound, picked up tweezers to align the wound: "Needle, suture..."
The little Qilin handed her the needle and thread with his chubby little hands. Ouyang Wu fiddled with Ye Zhonghua's wound, threading the needle with neat movements. The little Qilin was a little stunned, swallowed hard, and stammered: "Master, you, you don't want to suture the wound?"
"Yeah." Ouyang Wu responded, and saw the little Qilin covering his eyes: "It's so bloody."
Ouyang Wu didn't have time to pay attention to it, and quickly sewed the last stitch and tied a knot.
Little Qilin half-covered his eyes, and clapped his hands happily when he saw Ouyang Wu finally sewed up the wound: "Master, you saved him, your hands are so skillful, Master you are so powerful, so powerful, so powerful..."
Ouyang Wu's lips twitched: "Little Qilin, you are so noisy!"
After Ouyang Wu bandaged his wound, he took out a syringe and gave Ye Chonghua an injection. Although Ye Chonghua was very powerful, he couldn't find a good environment for him to rest for a while, so as not to infect him with tetanus.
Ouyang Wu breathed a sigh of relief after performing the operation on Ye Chonghua. She took out a half-new blanket from her personal space and covered him with it, and found a comfortable position for him to sleep more peacefully. He had been looking for her for so long, and ran to save her, and now he was injured again. It was really pitiful. Ouyang Wu sat beside him with her knees hugged, quietly looking at his stunning face. Her lips were tightly closed because of the stiffness. After a moment, she chuckled: "Ye Chonghua, you fool, is it worth it for me?"
"You treat me like this, should I also repay you a little?" Ouyang Wu sighed, her expression was very distressed.
Ye Chonghua did not respond, his breathing was steady and long, he still closed his eyes, his face was much rosier than before.
Ouyang Wu was relieved and looked at the sky. It was already bright. Ye Chonghua was bathed in the first rays of morning light, ethereal and secluded, and his delicate face became more and more attractive. He needed to eat, so he entered the portable space again, took out some rice, a fat chicken, picked some fresh mushrooms, and carried two pots, and then left the space again, leaving only the little Qilin beside him looking at him very sadly.
Because Ouyang Wu's parents had long passed away, she had taken care of herself for many years, so her cooking skills were very good. Ye Chonghua was in poor health now, so Ouyang Wu cooked him shredded chicken and mushroom porridge, and stewed a pot of chicken soup with the remaining chicken. She also added some tonics that were effective in wound healing.
When Ye Chonghua opened his eyes, he saw this scene. There were two pots not far away, and some hot steam was coming out of the pots. A woman was sitting next to the pots. Her hair was loose, and her black hair was tied up with a lavender ribbon. A few strands of hair fell mischievously on her shoulders, making her skin that was fragile with a snap of her fingers look even whiter.
She had no makeup on her face, but she was fresh and moving.
Her eyes were like water, with a touch of tenderness, as if she could see through everything. Her slender fingers held a pair of long chopsticks, and from time to time she opened the pot and turned it over, sniffing it lightly, with a bit of innocence and mischief that was not seen in the past.
The morning sun enveloped the woman, and Ye Chonghua felt warm and cozy in his heart.
Ye Chonghua was lost in this warmth, but he remembered something, his face darkened, and he said, "Why are you running?"
Ouyang Wu was stunned when she heard this, put down the tools in her hand, turned around, glanced at him, and smiled faintly, "Are you awake?"
"Why are you running?" Ye Chonghua spoke word by word, his hands clenched into fists, veins bulged, and his eyes were cold and cruel.
Ye Chonghua looked at Ouyang Wu's smiling face in front of him, without a trace of abnormality. It was as if he had hit her hard, but fell into the sandbag. Ye Chonghua struggled to stand up, and because of the wound, he frowned slightly, his face was covered with a thick haze, and he stubbornly asked her, "Ouyang Wu, I ask you, why are you running?"
Ouyang Wu saw that he wanted to get up, so she stepped forward to support him. She had never seen Ye Chonghua look at her like this before, and she chuckled a little awkwardly.
Ye Chonghua grabbed her hand with such force that he almost crushed her wrist: "Damn it, you dare to drug me!"
Ye Chonghua remained silent after seeing Ouyang Wu pull out her wrist, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Do you hate me so much?"
Ye Chonghua squeezed out a bitter smile from his slightly pale lips, with a strong sense of frustration in his eyes. For a moment, she didn't dare to look him in the eye. She lowered her head and looked at the shoes on her feet. Thinking of all the things he had done to her before, she simply opened her heart and said, "I don't hate you, I just don't want to marry you."
Ouyang Wu said this, raised her head again, and met Ye Zhonghua's gloomy eyes: "Have you ever asked me what I think, Ye Zhonghua? You always want me to marry you and be your princess, and you force me step by step. The reason why I am willing to get on the sedan chair is because I have no choice."
"Have no choice? What a helpless choice!" Ye Zhonghua laughed softly, and a crack appeared on his impeccable face that had never been there before. The princess he wanted to marry got on his sedan chair, and he had no choice!
His cold eyes stared straight at her, as if he wanted to see through her, as cold as the ice-blue holy spring under the snow-capped mountains, shiny and translucent, with a cold edge, carrying a peerless evil spirit, and his face was full of dark clouds.
Ouyang Wu also looked at him coldly: "Yes, all the women in the world want to marry you, but I don't. Feelings can't be forced."
Ye Zhonghua's temples were throbbing, his face was purple, and his wounds were a little torn because of excitement. No one had ever talked to him like this!
His hand subconsciously reached for Ouyang Wu's throat, but she dodged nimbly and protected herself, with a caring expression: "You have to take care of yourself. It's not easy to save you. You have to take good care of yourself!"
Ye Zhonghua's thin lips suddenly hooked evilly, and he moved closer to her. A strong and sharp aura came over like a storm. The fragrance of the grass on his body was rich and quiet. He saw Ouyang Wu looking at his wounds cautiously, and the anger on his face disappeared instantly.
Ye Chonghua sighed softly: "How can my Wu'er be so willful."
Ouyang Wu was startled, but saw Ye Chonghua's eyes shining, and a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth. He stretched out his hand and slowly held Ouyang Wu's hand: "You obviously want to care about me, but you always use such a cold tone, which is really sad."
Ouyang Wu looked at him in horror. Is this still the cold Ye Chonghua? He actually changed his face and acted like a spoiled child in front of her!
"Anyway, I don't want to marry you, you don't have to waste your breath. You saved me once, and I saved you again. After we get out of here, we will have nothing to owe each other from now on."
"Wu'er, you are really making up your mind. How can we settle things so easily?"
Ouyang Wu wanted to say something, but saw Ye Chonghua frowning uncomfortably. Maybe he said too much and pulled the wound. He frowned and sat down aside.
The breeze blew on her face, and the scent of fragrant grass made her feel relaxed and happy.
Ouyang Wu took a deep breath, but saw Ye Chonghua suddenly raised his head and looked at her: "Wu'er, what do you want?"
Ouyang Wu answered without hesitation: "I like to be free and stay away from disputes."
Ye Chonghua looked at her deeply, with a trace of confusion between his eyebrows, and then pulled his lips. He waved at her, motioning Ouyang Wu to come to him. Seeing that he suddenly stopped talking, Ouyang Wu thought that his wound hurt again and it would pass. Ye Chonghua took the opportunity to hold her hand, his voice was a little ethereal, but firm: "Stay with me for three months. If you still don't want to marry me after three months, I will let you go. How about it?"
Ye Chonghua looked at her quietly, his eyes as clear as the sea, like the blue sky that has parted the clouds, such straightforwardness made Ouyang Wu unable to refuse.
A handsome man like Ye Chonghua is indeed good, but she doesn't like his background. He is too outstanding and too dangerous. Being with him will inevitably cause endless troubles.
But it's only three months. After dealing with these three months, she will have her own freedom.
Ouyang Wu smiled faintly and replied, "Okay."
Looking at the smile on Ye Chonghua's face, Ouyang Wu felt particularly uncomfortable. She subconsciously turned around and looked at the pot behind her: "The porridge I cooked is cooked."
After she said that, she stood up, walked to the pot, scooped a bowl of porridge from the pot, and brought it to Ye Chonghua.
Ye Chonghua looked at the steaming porridge in front of him and felt the fragrance, but still frowned and said, "It's hot."
Ye Chonghua leaned against the tree trunk, his long black hair fell down softly, his hands hung down lazily, and he didn't mean to take it at all, just looked straight at Ouyang Wu.
Ouyang Wu suddenly felt that Ye Chonghua became a child when he was injured.
She had no choice but to scoop a mouthful of porridge, blew it on the side of her mouth, and passed it to Ye Chonghua when it was cool. Ye Chonghua swallowed it with a smile, squinting his eyes and smiling: "It's delicious."
"Don't you have hands?" Ouyang Wu looked at Ye Chonghua and said unhappily.
"I got hurt for you, so you naturally have to take care of me." Ye Chonghua's rogue behavior was really infuriating, but what he said was also true.
So Ouyang Wu had to serve him well!
Ouyang Wu half-knelt beside him and fed him porridge mouthful by mouthful. The light sunlight shone on them, and there was an extraordinarily beautiful feeling. Ouyang Wu fed him porridge and chicken soup.
Seeing him resting against a tree trunk, she boiled some medicine for him.
When she brought the medicine that she had finally boiled to Ye Chonghua, he actually took a look at it, turned his head away, and said willfully: "No!"
"Are you kidding me? I boiled it for a long time!" Ouyang Wu was furious. She boiled it for a long time to make him drink the medicine, but now he said he didn't want to drink it. She frowned: "You..."
"Feed me!" Ye Chonghua said calmly, and then a suspicious blush appeared on his face. Ouyang Wu looked at his uncomfortable expression and laughed, "I say, can the dignified Second Prince of Xiling be so childish! You are injured in the abdomen, not in the hand..."
Ouyang Wu complained in her heart. She had fed her food, and now she had to feed her medicine. But seeing the other side of Ye Chonghua that occasionally appeared, she felt a little wronged. She blew the medicine to cool it and handed it to his lips. Seeing that he slowly drank it, she took the bowl away.
"Is it bitter?"
Ye Chonghua pursed his lips, ignoring the bitter taste on his tongue that could not be ignored, and said decisively: "Not bitter."
"Really? I put a lot of coptis chinensis specially, I should have added a little more earlier." Ouyang Wu said in surprise, and then saw Ye Chonghua glaring at her with gritted teeth, "Ou! Yang! Wu!"
Ouyang Wu smiled and looked at Ye Chonghua, picked a few sweet and sour wild fruits from nearby and handed them to him: "Try one, it's good!"
Ye Chonghua drank the medicine and gradually fell asleep again.
Ouyang Wu waited until he fell asleep before she started to look for the way nearby, but found that there was thick fog around and it was almost impossible to see clearly. She didn't dare to go too far and get separated from Ye Chonghua.
At this time, the voice of the little Qilin came: "Master, we are now entering the Devil's Jungle!"
Ouyang Wu was very curious: "What Devil's Jungle?"