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Song Yuan waved his hand: "Don't say such things. If this is really the case, the most important thing is to find a way to save me quickly."

Wei Yan pursed his lips slightly and continued to bandage her.

He opened the car window and took a look, and saw that the army still refused to withdraw. Before Song Yuan could say anything, Wei Yan said: "That young man must have an important identity. The army will not withdraw until the Huns leave. I'm afraid they will be here." The confrontation has been going on for a while, and we are waiting for the envoys from the two countries to negotiate."

The envoys of the two countries were very tired from negotiating with Song Yuan, and they really had no energy to think about it in detail.

The road back was a little bumpy. After the shock, she was so exhausted that she fell asleep at some point. She was not woken up by Wei Yan until she arrived at the post house.

It was already dark, and the people outside the car held up torches for lighting. As soon as Song Yuan got out of the car, Mu Wantang rushed over and hugged her.

"Your Highness." She was crying, panicked, and there were still tears stains on her face. The people around her didn't stop her when they saw her. Instead, they all looked down and avoided her.

Song Yuan raised his hands and didn't know where to put them. He looked very embarrassed when she pounced on him like this, so he had to pat her carefully: "I'm fine."

Mu Wantang raised his head with tears in his eyes. When he noticed that her body was covered with blood, tears rolled out again, and he was choked with sobs and couldn't say a word.

"I'm so tired now. Let me go back to the house to get some medicine and change clothes first." Song Yuan pushed her away without leaving a trace: "Don't cry, it's just a minor injury. It will be fine in two or three days."

It was okay not to say it, but when she said it, Mu Wantang cried even more sadly.

She had spent half a day in peace and contentment, but unexpectedly in the afternoon there was a report that some Huns had entered the country. When she learned that Song Yuan was leading people to rescue Huo Ying, she was almost frightened to death, fearing that Song Yuan would be in danger.

Back in the room, the guards immediately brought hot water, and Wei Yan also took out all the medicine. Song Yuan sat down and calmed down for a while before saying: "Keep watch outside, don't let anyone come in, I will apply the medicine myself." Okay, arrange for someone to get me some food, and let the doctor take a closer look at Mr. Huo, his injuries are not light."

"Yes." Wei Yan led the people out.

Song Yuan lowered the curtain and then took off her clothes. The sticky blood was tearing at the wound, which made her grin. She threw the dirty clothes on the ground. She looked at her injury in the bronze mirror and twisted it. The handkerchief carefully wiped away the blood, and the injuries to the out-of-reach areas on her back were not serious, otherwise it would be really difficult for her to deal with it.

After scrubbing it clean, she poured the wound medicine into the palm of her hand and applied it carefully on the wound. These medicines would not leave scars and were very effective in stopping bleeding and making flesh. She could give some to Huo Ying later.

She wiped it carefully, found gauze, and bandaged some of the more serious injuries before getting clean clothes and changing into them.

"Your Highness." Mu Wantang called softly outside the house: "I made you some midnight snacks."

Song Yuan quickly hung up the curtain and then went to open the door. Mu Wantang's eyes were still red. He glanced at her before coming in. Wei Yan also came in to clean up.

"Stop crying." Song Yuan comforted her again: "The blood on the clothes is not mine, it just looks scary."

Mu Wantang nodded without saying a word. He just put the supper on the table and said, "Your Highness, please take it easy." She sniffed and turned away, not even waiting for Song Yuan to leave his mouth. Song Yuan was embarrassed for a moment. She was soon brought back from her thoughts by the feeling of hunger. She opened the soup cup. Inside was a very light cup of shredded chicken and tofu soup. Several side dishes were also light and soft. She would not accumulate food even if she fell asleep immediately after eating.

"Don't take those medicines yet. Send them to Huo Ying later." Song Yuan scooped out a bowl of soup and said, "Is the doctor here?"

Wei Yan came out with her dirty clothes in his arms: "The doctor has already gone to see her. I will ask someone to tell the doctor to wait for Mr. Huo to finish his work, and then come and take a look at it for His Highness."

"No, it's all skin injuries." Song Yuan took a sip of the soup, and her hungry stomach was quickly soothed. She relaxed, put down the bowl and chopsticks after eating half full, and went to rest.

The next day, Song Yuan deliberately slept for a while before getting up. Just after washing up, someone said that Huo Ying was awake and wanted to see her.

Song Yuan agreed, and when he went out, he specifically looked at the breakfast that was already placed on the table. Thinking about how Huo Ying would bring him a bag of eggs every time he visited the doctor, he also took the two boiled eggs on the table.

In a hurry to come back last night, Huo Ying was not sent back to the Yamen where he stayed. Instead, he stayed in the post house together. The officials from the Tingwei Mansion who came to the northwest to investigate the case with him came over to accompany him after getting the news last night. On this occasion, One night, I felt relieved when I saw him awake.

Because Huo Ying wanted to talk to Song Yuan alone, they all withdrew. Song Yuan sat down on his own, cracked an egg on the edge of the bed and began to peel it: "Master Huo is seriously injured, eat an egg to recuperate. I can’t come up with anything good to replenish you at the moment.”

"Thank you, Your Highness, for risking your life to save me." Huo Ying leaned on the bedside. He was so weak that his eyes softened a lot: "Without Your Highness, I would have been a prisoner of the Huns. I would have been humiliated and sacrificed my life. I'm afraid it would have damaged the country." And the interests of Wei Dynasty."

Song Yuan handed over the egg: "Why did Mr. Huo go there to investigate the case?"

"My official has found out about a murder case. Let's go there to open the coffin and conduct an autopsy." Huo Ying took the egg she gave him, but just held it in his hand.

Song Yuan continued to peel the second egg: "No wonder, judging from yesterday's battle, those Huns had already figured out your movements, so they were confident. Why didn't Mr. Huo hide his whereabouts better?"

Huo Ying looked down and said nothing. Although his whereabouts did not need to be kept secret, outsiders had no way of knowing. This time when he went to the northwest to investigate the case, he encountered a lot of troubles. He had already become suspicious of the people around him. What happened yesterday made it even more difficult. It was confirmed that there was a mole around him.

"The border is too long and the terrain is complicated. Even if there are border patrols and checkpoints, there is no guarantee that the Huns will not infiltrate. It is better to be more careful when walking in the northwest." Song Yuan started to eat by himself: "Now I have suffered. Injury, Master Huo, do you plan to recover from your injury here before setting off, or do you plan to return directly to Zhangye County City to recuperate?"

Huo Ying raised his eyes: "The case here has not been thoroughly investigated."

"Okay, Master Huo, please take care of yourself." Song Yuan stood up, poured two glasses of water, and gave one to Huo Ying: "My business is almost done. Although there was a small incident, time is running out. I We can’t stay here for long, we have to leave in a day or two.”

Huo Ying looked at her. Her neck, which was slightly raised when drinking water, was slender and smooth. She could still see scabbing blood stains on her collar. He was in a coma yesterday. He didn't know what happened next, but he also learned from others, It was Song Yuan who protected him, killed all the Huns who were encircling him, and narrowly stopped the Huns who were about to take him out of the country at the border monument.

The situation must have been very dangerous at that time. Now that he saw Song Yuan injured, he felt even more guilty: "Your Highness is also injured, why don't you rest for a few days?"