"Hurry." Seeing that she didn't move, Song Heng urged again.

"..." Chen Wan pursed her lips and took a deep breath, putting her hand in Song Heng's hand.

Song Heng pulled hard, and she sat on the back of the horse and sat behind Song Heng.

Song Heng took her hand, wrapped himself around his waist, and whispered: "Hold it tight, don't fall down."

Chen Wan rolled her eyes behind him and grabbed the clothes around his waist with some perfunctory attitude.

Qiu Ju was a little worried when she saw that her wife got on the general's horse. Her wife and the general rode together, so who would take her?

Although Zhang San was injured, he could still ride a horse. He got on the horse first, then stretched out his hand and said to Qiuju: "If Miss Qiuju doesn't dislike you, let me take you!"

"Okay," Qiuju didn't feel embarrassed, raised her hand and stretched it into Zhang San's palm. Last time, she also rode a horse with the little prince's personal soldiers, so she didn't think there was anything.

"What's good?" Qiao Mu stepped forward, grabbed Qiuju's wrist, and looked at her and said, "The third brother is injured now! How can I take you? I'll take you!"

Upon hearing this, Qiu Ju looked at Zhang San apologetically and said, "I forgot this, so let Brother Qiao take me!"

Brother Zhang had injuries on his body. If she shared a ride with him and touched his wound, wouldn’t she feel so painful?

"Oh..." Zhang San withdrew his hand awkwardly.

Although he was seriously injured, there was no problem with him.

Qiao Mu first helped Qiuju get on the horse, then turned over and sat behind Qiuju. He grabbed the reins and was like hugging Qiuju.

Wait, it seems something is wrong. Shouldn't she sit behind?

Feeling Qiao Mu's wide chest against her back, her breathing sprayed behind her ears. Qiu Ju felt the temperature rise around her and her ears became red.

If she turned her head, she would definitely see the corner of Qiaomu's raised mouth.

"drive……"

Under the moonlight, a group of people were galloping on the official road.

Chen Wan originally didn't want to hug Song Heng's waist, but this guy rode too fast in horse riding. For her personal safety, she still hugged Song Heng's waist.

After the horse ran for a while, Chen Wan suddenly felt a little wet and hot on her arms.

She pulled out her hand from Song Heng's waist, looked up and smelled it. It was a very strong smell of blood.

Although Song Heng was stained with blood when he was fighting with the man in black just now, the blood still carries warmth and is definitely not from others.

"You... are injured?" Chen Wan frowned and asked.

Song Heng subconsciously glanced at his shoulder. When he was fighting with the man in black, he was stabbed in his right shoulder. However, it was not serious, so he didn't care. Because he was riding a horse, the blood from the wound was flowing a little too much.

"Miscellaneous injuries are not a problem."

"It's not a problem to have shed so much blood?" Chen Wan's tone of speaking became a little anxious.

Is he a human being? He was injured and had shed so much blood, and he didn't even say a word of pain, but he said it was okay. It's really, because he was strong, he didn't take the injuries on his body seriously. He was still a minor injury? Is it going to hurt his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, and his arms and legs, which was considered a major injury?

Song Heng was stunned for a moment. Although her tone was a little anxious, she was full of concern.

He smiled and said, "It's really not a problem, otherwise you bandage me the wound when you go back and you'll know."

"Haha, you..." Chen Wan wanted to sneer Song Heng, but after thinking about his words carefully, she found something was wrong.

"Who is going to bandage your wound?" She is not a doctor, so why should she bandage him?
Chapter completed!