Murong Qiancheng was in a good mood today. Because she finally saved enough copper coins, she bought several feet of cloth at the market, sewed several sets of clothes for herself and Xiaoli. Moreover, in addition, she also bought a lot of delicious food and prepared a meal to replenish Xiaoli's body.

Although Xiaoli is not picky about anything. But as a sister, she always feels sorry for her younger brother and wants him to eat more every meal. Although they have not saved much money, every once in a while, Qiancheng will always find a way to prepare a sumptuous meal to reward Xiaoli.

Learning to cook and sew clothes only started after I arrived in Zhongyue Mountain. In those leisurely years in the past, the hands that only played the piano and wrote had never touched these rough work. But now, she no longer cared about these. For the needs of survival, the slender and soft hands had become a little rough. Unfortunately, she was not satisfied with the food she made. Because, even if Xiao Li didn't say that, she ate it very sweetly every time, but she knew that the level of those foods was really not satisfactory.

It would have been great if I had learned from the chefs when I was in Yan State... I remembered the deliciousness of the exquisite food, Murong Qiancheng sighed quietly. Unfortunately, such opportunities may no longer be available.

Even so, she was still very attentive. Xiaoli was when she grew up and could only gain strength by eating more. The two chickens she bought at the market and a large piece of mutton had been stewed in a large pot. She then stir-fryed a few plates of mountain vegetables and brought the stored wine out of a jar. The warm breath filled the small thatched hut and yard where they lived. Now she was just waiting for Xiaoli to come back.

In the past, Qiancheng did not allow Xiao Li to drink casually. She had to be careful and save every copper coins as much as possible. But the full carriage of wine was given by Xiao Li's friend, so she didn't say anything else.

However, when it was almost evening, she waited for Xiaoli to come back and also waited for the smell of blood. When she pushed open the gate, Qiancheng felt that his heart was about to jump out, as if she had suddenly recalled the terrible scene of the killing night. She stumbled out and grabbed Xiaoli's arm. Only then did she find that his clothes on his shoulders were dyed red and he was not injured, it was just someone else's blood.

"What's going on? He, who is he?"

In the dusk, the boy who smelled the food relaxed his vigilance. He said anxiously to his sister as he walked.

"Sister, hurry up and prepare some hot water, clean his wounds, and stop the bleeding first. I will go to collect herbs immediately. He is seriously injured... I hope it can be too late!"

When Murong Qiancheng followed behind, Xiaoli had already put the person he was carrying on his bed. Qiancheng frowned because she saw that the bed she had just cleaned for Xiaoli was immediately stained with blood.

"Xiao Li! What happened?"

When the boy turned around, he encountered his sister's stern gaze. He subconsciously rubbed his hands, and there was nothing but blood and soil on it.

"Sister, it's Brother Mian... When I was collecting firewood in the valley over there, I happened to meet him being chased, so I rescued him."

Murong Qiancheng was a little stunned. After a moment, she realized who Xiaoli said was. The room was already a little darker. She lit the lights and saw clearly that the person who was unconscious on the blood was indeed the prince of Zhao she had seen a few days ago.

"You... haven't I told you not to cause trouble! Why do you have to meddle in other people's business?"

Murong Qiancheng immediately realized that his younger brother might have fought with someone, and even caused a big disaster. This was what she least wanted to see. After experiencing the cruel life and death, she only hoped that she and Xiaoli could spend the rest of her life safely.

"Sister! How can you do this? Someone wants to kill him... Would I not save you when I die?"

Out of Qiancheng's accident, Xiao Li not only did not listen to her as usual, but instead felt a little dissatisfied in his tone. This was an unimaginable thing in the past. Then he stopped talking and leaned down and looked at Chu Jiangmian's face carefully. Seeing that he was seriously injured, his breathing was rapid and his face was extremely pale. He couldn't help but feel anxious. He quickly found a few simple tools, carried a bamboo basket, and was about to go out to the mountain.

"Wait a minute! It's going to be dark soon... Bring a torch and this sword."

The sword that had been kept by his sister was handed over to him. Xiao Li reached out to take it, lowered his head and said.

"Sorry! Sister..."

"Go and come back early, be careful. I've prepared all the food... Don't worry, I will take care of him for you first."

Murong Qiancheng knows Xiao Li's personality better than anyone else. Since he has decided to start doing something, she will never stop him. They have already come over to escape from Qianli's life and death. Even if they get into trouble, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Seeing Xiaoli's figure disappearing in the mountains quickly, Qiancheng turned around and first boiled a large pot of hot water. Then he brought it over with a wooden basin. She moved the light closer and reached out to take off Chu Jiangmian's clothes stained with blood. When her fingertips barely touched his body, she suddenly became a little hesitant.

No matter how different she is from an ordinary woman, she is an uninformed virgin. In this humble room in the mountains and forests, how could she not feel abnormal and shy when suddenly having such close contact with a strange man?

It was fine when Xiaoli was here just now, but he didn't feel any inconvenience. But now, he asked her to take off the clothes of this strange man and even had to wash his wounds with his hands... Qiancheng only felt that his cheeks were hot, and he must have been blushing.

In the evening of spring, time is short, and in a short while, the sky outside becomes dark. The wind blows in from the gaps in the hut, and the lights are swaying. Murong Qiancheng, who is hesitating in his heart, saw the injured person seem to move and let out a few painful hums in his mouth. She was shocked and came to her senses. Only then did she find that the flowing blood flowed along the bed to the ground, and it is obvious that the wounded place has not stopped the blood.

"Since you were so good to Xiaoli, I will force you to do it for you... Humph, otherwise, I will ignore your little business as a playboy!"

While talking to himself, Qiancheng made excuses for himself, he rolled up his sleeves and reached out to gently uncover Chu Jiangmian's clothes. What he saw in his eyes was bruised and swollen and bloodstained. The sword wound on his back was particularly shocking.

If it were in the past, Murong Qiancheng would not have such courage to say anything. But since the mutation a few years ago, the family was destroyed and born in blood, she was no longer the weak and simple woman. Although Chu Jiangmian's wounds looked scary, they were much worse than the sword wounds she had treated for Xiao Li.

Perhaps the only thing that made her embarrassed was that Chu Jiangmian's sword was injured on her back. When scrubbing there, she couldn't help but half-held his upper body, and then slowly let him lie in a suitable position. The handsome face almost touched her chest, and the manly breath came to her face. I don't know what happened, Qiancheng felt his heart pounding and his hands trembled slightly.

After finally getting everything done, Qiancheng washed his hands and let out a long breath. Seeing that the wound was still bleeding, she remembered that there seemed to be a little left in the trauma medicine brought from Yan State, so she quickly searched through the boxes and cabinets to find it. The medicine powder was very precious. She had treasured it well, but she was afraid that if Xiaoli was injured again. But now she couldn't care about so much. Xiaoli was right. She couldn't help but refuse to save her, right?

Qiancheng gritted his teeth and applied all the remaining medicine to Chu Jiangmian on the wound. After a while, he finally stopped bleeding. Although it still slowly seeped out, it was no longer as terrible as before.

Xiaoli came back very quickly. Although the mountains were still a little chill in late spring, his clothes were soaked in sweat. Obviously, in order to collect the needed medicinal materials, he did not stop crossing mountains and ridges for a moment. The several herbs he collected were very simple, but they were very effective in treating trauma. This is the prescription passed down from generation to generation by their Murong family, and the siblings knew it very early.

After a while of busyness, the smell of herbs began to float in the yard. Xiaoli helped his sister drink some of Chu Jiangmian, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then he felt that his stomach was already roaring with hunger.

"Xiao Li, eat more... these are all for you."

Qiancheng found that Xiaoli's arms and legs were also covered with scars. Without thinking too much, she also knew that this was caused by him when he went to collect herbs. While she was wiping the wound with wine for him, she asked him to eat up all the food on the table.

Licheng was indeed hungry. Although the fierce battle at the entrance of the valley was short, it took a lot of his strength. He used his divine power to pull out more than ten big trees. Such shocking behavior certainly made the enemy afraid and also caused great damage to his own body. Fortunately, he was young and vigorous, and he could easily recover.

It was raining outside. The evening rain was even more chilling. Li Cheng, who was full of wine and food, looked at Chu Jiangmian's injuries seriously, then greeted his sister, then raised his sword and walked out. He didn't know who those enemies were, nor why they wanted to kill Chu Jiangmian. But he had experienced cruel fighting, but he had an unparalleled alert. Just in case, he would hold the sword and protect it firmly in this dark night. Whether it was the injured Brother Mian or the Sister, he would wait with his life to prevent them from being hurt at all.
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