"If you don't hurry back tonight, just sleep in this room." Yan Ruozhen took out clean clothes from the closet and changed them for him.
"Okay, go back and take care of your Highness. I'll leave after I change my clothes. Don't you have anything else to tell me?" Na Xiao took the clothes she gave and walked behind the screen and said.
"Yes, remember to take some cold medicine pills to prevent it." Yan Ruocheng said without thinking.
"That's not it!" Na Xiao poked his head out and glared at her.
"If it's not this one, which one is it?" Yan Ruocheng asked.
"It's okay. Look, you won't tell me, huh!" Na Xiao turned back and continued to change clothes.
Yan Ruocheng knew what he was going to ask, but it would be better to keep this secret.
"Are you really not going to tell me?" Na Xiao poked his head out again. She had already left the room and went back to find Huang Fengmo. Na Xiao was left alone in the room, sulking.
"Your Highness? Why don't you take off your wet top?" Yan Ruocheng went back and saw Huang Fengmo sitting on the bed, only covering himself with the quilt, and did not take off the top that was wet with him just now.
"I fell down just now and I think I sprained my wrist." Huang Fengmo lowered his head slightly, holding his left wrist, and said gloomily.
"Let me take a look." Yan Ruocheng strode back to the bed, gently held his left wrist and looked at it. It was a little red and swollen. He stroked it gently.
"I'm sorry, Your Highness..." She blamed herself.
"I'm sorry, it's because Na Xiao said you're not worthy of marrying a loser like me." Huang Fengmo said slowly.
"Don't take it to heart, I have never thought of it like this, and I won't allow you to be unhappy alone." After Yan Ruocheng finished speaking, he hugged him directly.
"I'm not unhappy, I'm just thinking that someone will say something like Na Xiao in the future. Will you be unhappy yourself?" Huang Fengmo asked back.
"It's easy to keep your ears silent. It's easy for me to ignore your words. Okay, you have to change your shirt, because it's made my clothes wet." Yan Ruocheng said as he helped him untie his shirt.
Knot.
"Yeah." Huang Fengmo let her do it for him.
After helping him change his shirt, she used iron and some medicinal liquor to wipe his wrists.
"Does it hurt?" Yan Ruocheng exhaled and rubbed the medicinal wine on his wrist.
"It doesn't hurt." Huang Fengmo shook his head gently and said with a smile.
Yan Ruocheng looked at him smiling so reluctantly, obviously still caring about Na Xiao's words. In the past few days, she had finally managed to get Huang Fengmo to feel better, but Na Xiao came to mess it up. She was thinking
Sulking.
At noon the next day, she pushed Huang Fengmo out to bask in the sun.
Xian Jianlan was about to walk over from the corridor, but Yan Ruocheng looked at him like a tigress, "If you dare to come here and disturb me, you will die!"
Xian Jianlan saw her fierce gaze and knew how to change the route.
When she pushed Huang Fengmo to the banyan tree in the courtyard, she saw Huan on the tree who was about to doze off.
Yan Ruozhen picked up the stone, threw it at Huan, and gave him a fierce look that said, "Go and sleep somewhere else."
Huanxin thought: What did she do? Did she take gunpowder?
He was so annoyed that he jumped to another tree.
"Ruozhao." Huang Fengmo called her.
"Your Highness, what's wrong?" Yan Ruocheng asked softly.
"I want to ask what are you doing? Why don't you let people come over?" Huang Fengmo asked. From the corridor to here, he didn't meet anyone.
Yan Ruocheng was surprised and asked without asking: "Your Highness, how did you know? I did it very inconspicuously."
"I don't know, I just think it's strange. I usually meet people." Huang Fengmo said boringly.
"Haha... we just didn't meet each other today." Yan Ruocheng said covertly.
"Ruocheng!" Huang Fengmo started to look serious.
"Yes, I don't want people to come and disturb us. I want to quietly bask in the sun with His Highness." When Yan Ruocheng saw his serious face, he got timid and did it himself.
"Didn't I say last night that I'm not afraid of other people's opinions, so you don't have to worry about me so much anymore." Huang Fengmo heard the reason for her actions.
"No. I can't listen to this, Your Highness." Yan Ruocheng said stubbornly.
Huang Fengmo paused and said nothing.
"I care about His Highness's feelings, and naturally I don't like others speaking ill of you. So don't tell me again that you don't have to be scrupulous. It's not that I'm scrupulous, but that I don't like anyone targeting you." Yan Ruocheng said seriously.
Huang Fengmo licked his fingers and said, "You have become a lot more stubborn recently. You were not like this before."
Yan Ruozhen stopped pushing the wheelchair, and instead gently hugged his shoulders with both hands, giving him a warm embrace. He said, "It's different now. I care about you very much now, you know?"
Huang Fengmo hesitated for a moment, pretending to be flat and asked: "How much do you care? Aren't I just a shield to protect your mother and son? Are you afraid that my shield is not stable enough?"
"Oh, Your Highness, what you said made my conscience hurt. I said this just to prevent you from rejecting me. Although it is true, most of it is because I care about you." Yan Ruocheng said with a sigh.
Huang Fengmo turned away and said, "Even if you say you care about me, in fact you still have Chen Ling hidden in your heart. You are not allowed to lie to me again. Be honest."
Yan Ruozhen admitted in a low voice: "Yes..."
Huang Fengmo touched her head with his hand and said, "Let's continue walking."
In the tribe a few days later.
Qingheya received a secret letter informing her of the change in plans and asking her to leave and go back to Bailing City.
After she read it and burned the secret letter, the sound of a man and a woman quarreling came from outside the tent.
"Please go back to your own Bailing City. I've already told you that I don't like you." Lanlan said firmly.
"When I was poisoned before, you were clearly nervous about me, so why don't you admit it now? Why don't you dare to face your feelings?" Anga grabbed her hand angrily and refused to let her go.
"I'll say it again, I don't like you. It was just my good intentions last time. Please don't misunderstand me. If you don't believe me, if you are seriously injured, I won't care about you anymore." Lan Lan shook off his hand and said decisively.
explain.
After saying that, he ran away alone.
But Anka stood alone.
Qingheya saw herself in them, and felt a little emotional for a moment. Now that the mission was reimbursed and no longer needed to be carried out, she could relax a little.
He waved to An Ka and said, "Tenth Emperor, come in."
Anga was confused for a moment and went in to see what she had to say.
"Didn't I tell you to call me Anka in the tribe? What if someone hears me?"
"Whether you hide your identity or not, Lanlan won't pay attention to you." Qing Heya sat back on the chair and said.
"Sister-in-law of the Third Emperor, what exactly do you want to say?" Anka also sat down.
"I want to teach you how to catch her." Qing Heya said with a smile.
"Why is Sanhuang's sister-in-law so interested in teaching me?" Anga asked in confusion.
"No, I'm too busy. Your imperial brother wrote to me and asked me to go back. I'll give you a lesson when I have time, so that you won't be unable to catch up with a mere maid and have to stay here." Qing Haoya smiled mischievously.
explain.
"Then what can Sanhuang's sister-in-law do? I really can't figure out what she is worried about, but she just refuses to admit that she likes me." Anga asked.
"If you don't admit it, let her deny it. You will do this tonight..." Qing Heya slowly taught him the tricks.
After hearing this, An Ka scratched his head and said, "Is this really feasible?"
"If it doesn't work, you can come to the emperor's wife to settle the score." Qing Heya said confidently, holding her cheek.
"Okay, Sister-in-law Sanhuang, if your method works, I will definitely come and thank you personally." Anga believed her words.
At night, there was a commotion in the surrounding cattle pen.
Then, someone shouted: "A drunk man was trampled by a cow and was seriously injured!"
The tribesmen came out one by one to watch.
Lanlan came out of the tent. He had not come to see Anka since he scolded Anka at noon.
She passed by Han Yida and asked casually: "Isn't Anka with you?"
Han Yida asked with a puzzled look on her face: "Why should I be with Anka? I'm not familiar with him."
Then, several people ran by while talking: "Go and take a look, there is a drunkard over there in the bullpen who was trampled to death by a cow..."
Lan Lan suddenly felt lingering fear and an ominous feeling. She also ran to take a look.
The cattle pen was surrounded by people, and the drunkard who was trampled and seriously injured was being carried out on a wooden frame. His face was covered with blood, and Lanlan recognized the clothes as Anka's.
She nervously ran over to take a closer look. It was really Anka.
Could it be that he had a quarrel with her, got drunk, and was so stupid that he ran to the bullpen and let the cows trample him?
"Move him to the witch doctor's tent quickly. Hurry!"
"Yes, Lady Saint."
Qing Yunxia wanted to take a big bite of coconut milk pancake easily.
"Witch doctor!" Lanlan shouted with thunder, which almost choked her with fright.
"Lord Saint? What's going on?" Qing Yunxia asked in confusion as she watched them move in a bloody man.
"Hurry up and help me save him, hurry up!" Lan Lan said in a panic.
Qing Yunxia went over to check the bloody man's breath, but he was already dead.
"He has expired and cannot be saved."
"No! Anka won't die. Use your method to save him quickly! Save him quickly!" Lan Lan forced Qing Yunxia to save him.
"Lord Saint, I really can't do anything. Maybe the patriarch has a way, but it's not necessarily true. I'll go find the patriarch." Qing Yunxia said in embarrassment. She found an excuse and ran out in a hurry.
The others also took the opportunity to walk out of the tent, leaving Lanlan alone. There was also Anka who was lying down.
Lanlan looked at Anga, whose face was covered in blood, as if he was an empty shell that had lost its soul.
"You were fine at noon, why are you so stupid? Answer me!" Lan Lan couldn't believe it and shook Anka's arm.
Anka held on silently, refusing to move even to death, and pretended to be dead to the end. The trick taught by Qingboya was to pretend to be dead to test the true feelings. Stubborn people often speak the truth in their hearts only when life and death are separated.