The rebirth of the poisonous girl is back

Chapter 253
Yan Chuchu opened her eyes, the sky was very blue.

Yan Chuchu rewound the memory for a while, she remembered that at the last moment, Bo Qinghuan really listened to her words against her will and let go of her hand and let her fall off the cliff.

The one who fell was clearly her, this guy...how did he appear here?

How weird is this picture.

Quickly moving away from him, Yan Chuchu shook her head, making sure that all this was not a dream, squatted down, and stretched out her hand to sniff Bao Qinghuan.

Fortunately, not dead.

"Hey!" Yan Chuchu patted his face for a moment, "Hey, hey, are you awake?"

Bo Qinghuan didn't respond at all.

Yan Chuchu was about to step up her strength, but then she thought about it, although Bo Qinghuan's temperament is not very good, and her personality is not very good, but this face is still rare in the world, if she is beaten up by herself, she will be swollen and disabled Don't you regret it?

Thinking of this, Yan Chuchu withdrew her hand angrily.

"Okay, for the sake of your back being a human pad to prevent me from getting hurt, this girl will repay you once."

Slowly helped him up, Yan Chuchu took a lot of effort to get him on his back and walked along the river bank, cursing as he walked: "What a crap, it shouldn't be a man at a time like this Wake up to take care of the woman first, then the woman is moved to tears and her goodwill increases, and finally she has a conversation with Mei with her body? Why is it all reversed when it comes to me?"

Suddenly someone slapped his head hard, and a cool voice came from his ear, "Dream less on weekdays, too much dreaming will affect intelligence."

Bo Qinghuan is...wake up?
Yan Chuchu blinked guiltily, and stopped in her footsteps.

"What are you doing standing there?" Bo Qinghuan breathed weakly and spoke with displeasure, "Go ahead."

Yan Chuchu came back to her senses, and immediately frowned, "Since you're awake, why don't you come down and walk by yourself, don't you know how heavy you are?"

"This seat is not interested in this kind of question, as long as you know it."

Grinding her teeth, Yan Chuchu protested, "I can't carry it anymore!"

"Hold it if you can't carry it." Bo Qinghuan didn't feel the shame of her request at all, "I don't mind if you change it."

"Why!" Yan Chuchu almost threw him into the river to feed the fish.

"I saved your life. My leg is injured. Now is your chance to repay you."

Injuried?

Yan Chuchu lowered her eyes subconsciously, and she saw blood stains on his drooping left ankle, it didn't seem like she was lying, was she really hurt?

Secretly sighed bad luck, Yan Chuchu murmured in her heart, when she fell down before, she fainted for some reason, she didn't see how he saved her at all, she really didn't feel touched at all.

"If you want to be moved to tears, please find a place that can shelter from the rain and let me rest for a while."

Seeing her standing still, he stretched out his hand and touched her forehead. It was very hot, and there were faint signs of high fever.

Yan Chuchu's slight touch of emotion just disappeared into nothingness in an instant, and he looked up at the sky. The azure blue just now was gradually covered by dark clouds, and the mountains and rain were about to come.

"You're so heavy, and I'm so slow, when will we find shelter from the rain?" Yan Chuchu looked at the bare cliffs on both sides of the bank, with a resentful tone.

"Put your noisy skills on wayfinding, and we might go a lot faster," he said.

"Bo Qinghuan!" Yan Chuchu's face darkened, serious.

"Ok?"

"I have a sentence, I don't know if I should say it or not?"

"Ok?"

"You have a cheap mouth." Can you please clarify first, now she is the one who has the power to decide, if someone is unhappy, she can throw him at the bottom of this stupid cliff and find a way out by herself, okay? ?

At this time, shouldn't he please her in order to soften her heart and take him out safely?
"Your intuition is still so keen." He praised her without hesitation.

"……get down!"

Yan Chuchu quit.

"I can't move my back anymore, plan to carry me away?" His tone was light, and it was natural, "I have a cleanliness habit and don't like to be touched by others, but since your attitude is barely sincere, I will consider it." I will give you a chance to take good care of me while you are guilty and meritorious."

How thick-skinned does this person have to say such brazen words?
Yan Chuchu was angry, she finally understood that when she bickered with this person, she couldn't even put his teeth between them.

Keeping his head on his back, he continued to walk forward. After a while, the river branched and reached a fork in the road.

Yan Chuchu glanced at him, and asked him weakly: "Which way?"

"Whatever." Bo Qinghuan was weaker than her, his high fever continued, and his cheeks were hot and flushed.

Yan Chuchu was startled, "Why are you so hot?"

"I was pissed off by your speed." He said.

"Did you have a fever?" Yan Chuchu thought she was kind-hearted, at least not like his mouth was full of poison, and she would not stop until she was poisoned to death.

"Ask after you know?" He frowned, "Go quickly, or you will burn to death in a while, and your chance to repay your favor will be gone."

Well, for the sake of his high fever, she doesn't have the same knowledge as him.

After choosing the road on the left, Yan Chuchu walked a long way, the terrain gradually opened up, and a dense forest came into view.

Yan Chuchu hesitated, "Then what, do we have to find a place to rest in the woods tonight?"

"This seat is hungry."

His tone was like a master ordering a maidservant.

"Me too." Yan Chuchu said casually, swallowing his saliva at the end.

Already she could smell the sweet, alluring scent of ripe fruit coming from the woods.

There are a lot of ripe wild fruits in this season.

"I want to eat fish."

The uncle continued to order.

Yan Chuchu: "...Let's not say it will rain soon, even if it doesn't rain, it will be dark now, where can I get you fish to eat?"

Turning her head, she saw a fish in the river jumping out of the lake because of the suffocation of the coming mountain rain. After coughing twice, she changed her mind and said, "The important thing is, my cooking skills are worrisome. Even I find it hard to swallow. How can I be wronged?" you."

"I'm a very easygoing person." Bo Qinghuan said: "For example, in the current situation, I have a high fever and my sense of taste is not so sensitive for the time being, I can just eat a few fish you made to satisfy my hunger Wait until you find the exit."

Yan Chuchu chuckled, "Then you are really good at making do with it."

Bo Qinghuan remained silent, apparently acquiescing.

After walking this journey with him on her back, she was already exhausted, so where would she have the leisure to catch fish?
There were thousands of reluctance in her heart, Yan Chuchu coaxed and lied, "Doctors say that patients should not eat too meaty food, otherwise it will not help recovery. I see that you have only half your life left from the burn, so you should eat it well." Lighter ones are better, for example, wild fruits and the like, which are quite suitable for you."

"Yeah." He nodded obediently, "The doctor also said that the patient needs to replenish his body. In our current situation, you can only do it with fish."

"I'm not even popular, how can I cook fish for you?" Yan Chuchu was furious, her brows wrinkled into balls.

"Haven't you learned how to make fire by drilling wood?"

"After a while, the dry wood will be soaked by the rain, how to make fire?"

"If you go slower and wait until it rains, you'll probably have to blow dry with your mouth."

Yan Chuchu refused to accept it, "Why don't you try carrying me for so long? It's already a miracle that I can go this far, okay?"

"Then if you work harder and travel faster, you may be able to create the next miracle." He said calmly and slowly.

Yan Chuchu's teeth are about to grind down. If she can appear on this man, it will be a real miracle!
Yan Chuchu didn't know how she walked into the woods with such a heavy person on her back, she only knew that the moment she let him go, she really wanted to lie down and sleep with her eyes closed.

Bo Qinghuan found a clean white stone, took off his outer robe and sat on it with a black face and a disgusted expression, making sure that his body would not be dirty, his face gradually turned cloudy.

Yan Chuchu never cared about these things, just sat down on the ground full of pine needles, fell back, closed her eyes, and planned to sleep first before talking.

"This seat is hungry."

He paid more attention to his stomach than to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade.

Yan Chuchu opened a slit of her eyes, and saw that the dark clouds above the forest slowly dissipated, and the sky that was about to rain suddenly pulled out a sad and beautiful sunset.

It seems that it won't rain anymore, even God is asking for fish for him?
Yan Chuchu felt depressed, and sat up straight, "How about I go catch the fish, and you go to collect firewood. When I kill the fish and bring them back, you must also start a fire, which saves time and effort. You don't have to wait long for the fish, how about it?"

Bo Qinghuan glanced at her and nodded.

Yan Chuchu suddenly remembered that Bao Qinghuan's ankle was seriously injured and had a high fever, so she pursed her lips, "Forget it, just sit here, I'll go pick up firewood and drill for you Let's make a fire and catch some fish to roast, okay?"

Bo Qinghuan didn't speak.

Yan Chuchu was defeated by him, discouraged, "Then what exactly do you want?"

He took the well-made Xiuchun knife from his waist and handed it to her, "Take it, use it for killing fish."

Yan Chuchu sighed, "You fell from such a high place and didn't lose the Xiuchun Knife, you are also a talent."

Bo Qinghuan's voice was slightly weaker, "This is an object that symbolizes the identity of Jin Yiwei. Once it is lost, it will be a great crime."

Yan Chuchu thought about it, and moved her head closer, "Then when you fell, were you thinking about protecting the embroidery spring knife, or protecting me?"

Bao Qinghuan glanced at her lightly, "What do you think?"

Suddenly feeling bored, Yan Chuchu pouted, "Forget it, pretend I didn't ask."

I thought he fell down because of her, but now it seems that he just had an accident after letting go.

Then she was touched!

After receiving the Xiuchun knife, Yan Chuchu quickly went to the river.

Catching fish and prawns is a piece of cake for her, and with Bo Qinghuan's sharp Xiuchun knife at her disposal, she quickly caught three fat fish, slaughtered them, cleaned them, and tied them with straw knotted ropes to carry them. return.

Then she was surprised to find that Bao Qinghuan not only picked up a lot of dry wood and lit the fire, but also prepared the racks for grilling fish.

Rubbing his nose, Yan Chuchu muttered, "Does the efficiency need to be so high?"

Although the voice is small, it is not difficult for Bo Qinghuan, who has a higher hearing than ordinary people, to hear it.

"Based on your work efficiency, I can probably faint ten times from hunger."

Why not just starve you to death!

Yan Chuchu glared at him secretly, then turned to look at his ankle, the blood stains were more serious than before, indicating that the wound was involved just now.

"Do you...do it matter?"

In the end, her heart was soft, seeing him hurt, she couldn't bear to care about what he had and what didn't.

With the high fever and the injury, you don't need to think about how uncomfortable it is, and he can persist until now without falling into a coma. Once again, he impressed her.

Bo Qinghuan glanced over lightly with clear eyes.

Yan Chuchu immediately surrendered, "Okay, okay, I understand, I will grill fish for you right away."

Probably because he was satisfied with her awareness, he rarely said anything to hurt her, and closed his eyes to rest his eyes.

Yan Chuchu walked to the fire and put three fish on skewers for roasting. She purposely sat next to him, "Do you want me to look at the wound for you?"

Bo Qinghuan ignored her.

"Hey! Don't be ignorant of a good heart! Besides my father and brother, you are the first one who can make me care so much!" Yan Chuchu stared at his unmoving appearance when he closed his eyes, and suddenly found that he It is especially charming when it is quiet, especially now, the cold and enchanting face is flushed abnormally due to the high heat, as if drinking a century-old cellar.

With a sway in his mind, Yan Chuchu coughed twice, "Of course, if you don't want to, then forget it, I just can save some energy to go to sleep."

Bo Qinghuan slowly opened her eyes, looking straight ahead, "The fish is burnt."

"what?"

Yan Chuchu was shocked, and hurriedly got up to check, just talking to him, he forgot that there was still fish roasting on the fire.

Turning the fish over, she examined it carefully by the firelight.

Fortunately, it's just a little bit of paste, which doesn't affect the overall taste.

After the fish was grilled, Yan Chuchu asked, "How many fish do you want?"

Bo Qing said happily: "Three things."

"Three...?" Yan Chuchu choked suddenly.

She only baked three pieces, okay? He ate them all, so what would she eat?
He took out a short and fine dagger from his sleeve and handed it to her, he said: "Pull out the piece of meat on the back of each fish about two inches below the head and give it to me, and the rest will be eaten by you. "

"so good?"

Although Yan Chuchu was not born in a wealthy family, she knew that the piece of meat on the back of the fish about two inches below the head was eaten by wealthy people. However, for her, the most important thing was to satisfy her hunger. To her, it made no difference.

According to Bo Qinghuan's request, Yan Chuchu dug up the first piece of fish and handed it to him.

Bo Qinghuan took it, and slowly stuffed the fish into his mouth, even the way he ate it was charming.

Yan Chuchu watched the whole thing, and after he finished eating, he dug out a second and third piece.

He always maintains a certain posture, although his eating is elegant, but Yan Chuchu can't feel the fragrance.

It's as if the person is eating just to get the job done.

Seeing the remaining three incomplete fish, Yan Chuchu picked up one of them and started to chew, then nodded with satisfaction.

Although there is less seasoning, it is undeniable that she still has the technique of grilling fish, and the taste is good.

"Don't you think you don't have any flavor when you eat like that?" Yan Chuchu tilted her head and looked at him while eating.

Bo Qinghuan ignored it.

Yan Chuchu said again: "Look, people like us who grew up in the countryside like to eat meat, and I think it's delicious."

After finishing speaking, she handed over the fish she had gnawed, "If you don't believe me, give it a try?"

Bo Qinghuan looked down at the place where she had bitten, and frowned.

Yan Chuchu immediately came to his senses and turned the other side to him.

Bo Qinghuan was still hesitating.

"Take a bite quickly!" Yan Chuchu smiled, "Although the part you eat is more nutritious, it probably doesn't taste like you eat it."

Bo Qinghuan looked at the golden grilled fish that was close at hand. The heat was well controlled and the fatness of the fish was successfully locked.The same fish, the one she handed over seemed to smell better.

Suddenly, he slowly lowered his head, opened his mouth and took a small bite.

"Be careful of stabbing." Yan Chuchu's lips curved slightly, reminding her in a warm voice.

He lowered his eyelashes and chewed slowly, but in his mind was the way she carried him behind her back while complaining and walking away from the place where the two of them fell, the way she was gnashing her teeth helplessly because of his anger, and also... She was happy He looks like he's eating a grilled fish with no seasoning.

Originally she had no appetite, but because of her not-so-elegant way of eating, he was hooked by a glutton.

"Is it more delicious than the one you ate just now?"

Yan Chuchu carefully observed his expression, and then she found that this man was blushing and shy once again.

Damn, I bumped into him twice and blushed, didn't I just eat a fish?What's going on in this person's head?
She curled her lips secretly, Yan Chuchu didn't want to delve into this kind of problem, and continued to eat fish.

She has a small stomach, and she was already half full after eating one. After eating the second, she completely lost her appetite for the third.

Looking at the fish that she baked so hard, Yan Chuchu was a little reluctant to throw it away, so she asked Bo Qinghuan, "Can you still eat it?"

Bo Qinghuan shook her head.

Yan Chuchu muttered, "Then what should I do, I have worked so hard to catch and grill fish, so I just threw it away?"

Bo Qinghuan gave her a look of "that's your business".

Yan Chuchu resented, "Didn't you say that you can make do with it? Why don't you just make do with the last one?"

Bo Qinghuan said unceremoniously: "I've made it to four, it's the limit."

Yan Chuchu's eyes widened, "Is the fish I baked so bad?"

"You ate two and you didn't know?" He asked back.

Yan Chuchu stomped her feet angrily, "I like to eat but I don't want to eat it. I kindly treat it like a donkey's liver and lungs. I don't even think about how I got here. If I didn't carry you on my back, you might have already fed the wild wolf by now."

After muttering, she raised her hand, ready to throw the last fish out.

"Wait," he said.

Yan Chuchu froze, "Why?"

"Leave first."

"Didn't you stop eating?"

"I don't eat, but I can't guarantee that you will be hungry in the middle of the night."

Is this... caring about her?

In the blink of an eye, Yan Chuchu put the grilled fish back in a mysterious manner, and moved the rack of grilled fish away from the fire, and placed it three or four feet away from the fire, so that it would not burn and keep warm.

After all this was done, Yan Chuchu felt sleepy. She grabbed a large pile of dry leaves in the forest not far away and spread them out. She looked at Bao Qinghuan, who was like an old monk in meditation, and she tilted her body and looked towards her. Lie down on the leaves and fell asleep unconsciously.

She was woken up by the beeping sound of burning branches in the fire. When Youyou opened her eyes, the seat where Bao Qinghuan was sitting was empty.

Yan Chuchu thought she was hallucinating, she rubbed her sleepy eyes, and looked again, there was indeed no figure of Bao Qinghuan on the white stone slab, and his cloak was covering her body.

The pupils shrank slightly, and Yan Chuchu suddenly remembered that besides being injured, that person was also poisoned!
Instantly annoyed, Yan Chuchu was full of self-blame, blaming herself for being emotionally unstable before, never remembering that he was seriously injured and poisoned.

Immediately stood up, she neatly put his cloak on her shoulders and tied it, then went to the fire to find a branch as thick as an arm, wrapped it in pine resin and lit it, she had a keen sense of smell, and followed Bao Qinghuan's body The unique astringent and green watermelon flavor goes away.

Then when she came out of the woods, she found him passed out by the river.Most of the clothes on his body were soaked by the river water.

Yan Chuchu's face changed completely in an instant, and Yan Chuchu quickly threw the torch, helped him up without saying a word, first checked his nose and then took his pulse, but luckily there was still a breath left.

Subconsciously lowering his eyebrows, he saw that the blood on the palm of his poisoned hand had turned lighter, but there were several hideous scratches on the palm.

No need to think about it, he knew that he had tapped the acupuncture points to prevent the poison from spreading, and then sneaked over to the riverside while she was asleep, and cut the palm of his hand a few more times with a dagger to release all the poisonous blood.

The poisonous blood was almost released, but he also fell into a coma completely because of the high fever and cold water.

At this moment, Yan Chuchu couldn't tell what it was like in her heart, anyway, besides pain, it was still pain, endless pain.

"You're so stupid!" Yan Chuchu put him on her back and scolded, "Don't you know there's a big living person here? It hurts, and you don't know how to call me? What can you do if you are hurt like this? Bo Qinghuan, if you show weakness in front of me, I will not necessarily laugh at you, maybe, I will still think you are cute, but now, you deserve to be pitiful and unloved!"

No one answered her, and the surroundings were very quiet, except for the "creaking" sound of her stepping on the gravel by the river.

She walked quickly, and it was not long before she was back at the fire.

Putting him on the pile of leaves where she slept just now, Yan Chuchu stood up and looked around.

The most important thing right now is to find a way to reduce the fever.

By the way, plantains!

When Yan Chuchu was in Cangzhou Mansion before, her father would also prepare some Chinese herbal medicines for the family as a backup. She followed her to learn a little bit, at least she could recognize herbal medicines, and she barely knew the medicinal properties of several herbal medicines.

Plantain is cool in nature, sweet and light in taste, it is a good thing for clearing away heat and expelling toxins.

Lighting the torch again, Yan Chuchu searched around the forest a few times and picked three plantains.

When he returned to the fire, Bo Qinghuan was still in a coma, his face that was originally as clear as ice crystals was now flushed, and his forehead was terribly hot.

Yan Chuchu picked up the dagger and prepared to chop the plantain into mud to get the juice.

Then came the problem.

Under such limited conditions, how would she gather the plantain juice and deliver it to his mouth?
Sitting next to him, Yan Chuchu was always in trouble.

After much deliberation, she could only think of one way: feed with her mouth.

As soon as this idea came out, Yan Chuchu's whole body trembled.

If he wakes up and finds out that he has given him medicine in such a nasty way, will he think she is deliberately molesting him?Will he just use the Xiuchun knife to peel off her skin?

Thinking of this possibility, Yan Chuchu couldn't sit still, and couldn't help but want to stay away from him.

But seeing his ugly face due to high fever and poisoning, she began to soften again.

No matter, hey, hey, she dared to sacrifice her first kiss to save him, if he turned around to avenge her kindness, then she would fight him!

After making up her mind, Yan Chuchu took three plantain plants and went to the river to clean them again.

She found another large and soft leaf by the river bank. She rolled the leaf into an awl shape, which can hold water. She held the plantain in her left hand and the leaf filled with water in her right hand. She walked slowly towards the fire. .

When I arrived, I saw Bao Qinghuan's brows were tightly knit together, she seemed restless in her dream, and her breathing began to become disordered.

Yan Chuchu put the plantain in a clean place aside, gently pinched his cheeks with one hand to force him to open his mouth, and then carefully fed him the water contained in the leaves.

After drinking the water, Bo Qinghuan finally calmed down a bit, frowning, and continued to sleep.

Do you dislike her like this even in your sleep?

He squeezed his hot cheeks with both hands and tugged, "Bo Qinghuan, if you dare to dislike me again, do you believe that this girl will tear your face off?"

It really doesn't make sense, he thinks she really wants to take advantage of others like this?
He thought she had him?

Yan Chuchu finally calmed down a bit, sat aside, pulled off a long piece of cloth from his clothes to help him wrap his palms gently, and carefully checked the wound on his ankle, and found that the wound was a bit deep, yes When it fell, it was scratched by sharp stones.

Thinking of him being a pawn for himself, Yan Chuchu snorted softly, "You are lucky to meet a kind-hearted person like this girl, otherwise, I will leave you here alone to feed the wild wolves!"

After finishing speaking, she lit the torch again and went to the forest to find a few hemorrhoids, chopped them up, applied them to his wound, and then bandaged it.

After tossing and tossing until midnight, Yan Chuchu finally couldn't hold her eyelids, and fell asleep on the side.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already bright, and the birdsong in the woods was crisp and pleasant to hear.

Stretching, Yan Chuchu sat up, and found that Bo Qinghuan had sat down on the white stone he had yesterday, frowning, staring at her for a moment.

what happened?

Yan Chuchu's mind was shocked, this guy must have been staring at her for a long time, right?

She quickly wondered in her mind whether she would snore and drool when she slept, or whether she would move around and kick her in an unattractive sleeping position.

But she used to sleep alone, even if she could snore and drool, no one told her.

"You..." Yan Chuchu said with deliberation, "Can you move your respectable eyes to other places, and stop staring at me all the time?"

Didn't he know that it was impolite to stare at a girl who just woke up like that?

"Why is my face swollen and painful?"

After a while, he asked.

After coughing twice, Yan Chuchu said seriously: "It is said that thick-skinned people will be like this, just get used to it."

Bo Qinghuan stared, "My mouth smells like herbs, how did you feed it?"

"Just... then hello!" Feeling a little guilty, Yan Chuchu unconsciously lowered her eyes and didn't dare to look directly at him.

Bo Qinghuan reached out and stroked her lips, there seemed to be a warmth and fragrance that did not belong to him.

Looking at Yan Chuchu suspiciously, he hesitated to speak.

Yan Chuchu's scalp went numb for a while, "Don't tell me you're hungry again!"

She didn't plan to stay here to grill fish today, and finding a way out was what she wanted to do most at the moment.

"If you don't tell me, you won't be hungry." He said slowly, "If you tell me, you'll be hungry."

"...Get lost!" Yan Chuchu stared at him, sleeping at night, despising her even in her dreams, and relying on her for everything during the day?No wonder it hurts!

Bo Qinghuan looked at her with a serious expression, "I heard that you are pregnant with a child, and you still speak so hard, are you not afraid of miscarriage?"

Yan Chuchu had a dark face, "What child, are you dreaming?"

If it wasn't for preventing him from approaching Gu Gan, how could she make up such absurd remarks?

But... From now on, her reputation will be completely ruined in his hands. All Jin Yiwei knows that they have slept together, even if she wants to deny it, it is impossible.

Bo Qinghuan raised her eyebrows, but said nothing.

Yan Chuchu looked at him angrily, "Hey, are you better? If it's better, we'll have to go through the woods to find a way out."

Bo Qinghuan thought for a while, "I'm afraid, I have to trouble you to recite it."

"Can I throw you out?" Yan Chuchu gritted his teeth, his face was comparable to a city wall.

"I know the way. If you don't memorize it, then none of them will go out." He said.

"Do you know the way?" Yan Chuchu was stunned for a moment, "This is Dongli territory, could it be that you have been here before?"

Bo Qinghuan didn't answer.

Yan Chuchu suddenly remembered that she had heard the conversation between Bo Qinghuan and Yin Xiangsi, and knew about his relationship with Yin Xiangsi.

Since these two are brothers and sisters, then Bo Qinghuan is from Dongli.

Then, it seems that it is not surprising that he has been here.

"Can you really find the way?" Yan Chuchu asked.

Bo Qinghuan asked back: "Do you recite it or not?"

"Back!" As long as she can go out earlier, it doesn't matter if she sacrifices a little more.

From an angle she didn't see, the corners of Bao Qinghuan's lips curled up.

Yan Chuchu walked over, knelt down in front of him, "Come on!"

Bo Qinghuan was not polite, and lay on her back directly.

Yan Chuchu put her hands on the ground and took a long time to stand up.

Fortunately, she has the internal strength to support her, otherwise, from last night to now, her energy would have been exhausted long ago, how could she still be able to carry him?
"Where are you going?" Yan Chuchu glanced around, a little confused.

"In the southwest corner, there is a hidden path." Bo Qinghuan said, "Go along there."

"Oh."

Yan Chuchu went straight to the path with him on her back, and it took about half an hour to pass through the woods, but when she looked up, she still couldn't see the top of the cliff on both sides, and there was no way out at all.

"Hey! Did you remember wrongly?" Yan Chuchu complained: "Where is the way out here? It's clearly a dead end, okay?"

Bo Qinghuan put her arms around her neck, looked up a little, and said firmly, "Go forward five miles, and turn left when you encounter a fork in the road."

Hearing this, he seems to have really been here.

Yan Chuchu summed it up, there is no other way out, so let's just trust him for once.

So I walked another five miles with him on my back, and I saw a fork in the road.

This time, Yan Chuchu didn't question anymore, and chose the road on the left without even thinking about it. This is a small road, which becomes wider and wider as you walk, there is the faint sound of gurgling water, and the scent of several mixed herbs .

"Huh..." Yan Chuchu walked for a while, stopped, and said in surprise, "There is someone in front?"

Bo Qinghuan's usually calm eyes were slightly turbulent, and he ordered, "Go forward."

"But it can't be done!" Yan Chuchu hesitated, "Let's go there like this, what if the host doesn't welcome me?"

Bo Qinghuan said directly: "If you stand here and don't pass, the master will not welcome you."

Yan Chuchu resisted the urge to throw him down to death, and walked towards the bamboo building with him on her back.

This is a very elegant place.

The host uses bamboo joints to drain the water, leading the clear and sweet mountain spring water to the outside of the bamboo building.

The house is surrounded by fences to form a small courtyard. In the small courtyard, several wastelands have been reclaimed and various vegetables are planted. Behind the house is a medicine field. Outside the fence, a few chickens are wandering leisurely looking for insects to eat.

A boy in green clothes was weeding the field with a hoe, when he heard someone approaching, he hurriedly pushed open the fence door and came out, saw Bao Qinghuan on Yan Chuchu's back, and said happily, "My lord? What are you doing?" coming?"

Yan Chuchu was taken aback, then turned her head and asked Bo Qinghuan, "Do you know each other?"

Bo Qinghuan didn't answer, but looked straight at the boy, and said, "My father has something to say, and I want you to go to Dongli Shengjing to find him."

The little boy scratched his head, with a blank expression on his face, "Did the son-in-law say anything?"

"No." Bo Qinghuan said: "It takes several days to go back and forth from here to Shengjing. If you don't hurry up, it may be too late."

The boy's face changed slightly.

Bo Qinghuan said again: "You just go, these few days, I will take good care of the vegetable garden and medicine fields for you."

Xiao Tong finally felt relieved, went back to the room, packed up his things and took them out, and entrusted Bao Qinghuan to do something before leaving resolutely.

Yan Chuchu carried Bao Qinghuan into the room, helped him to sit on the rattan chair, and asked, "Is this your territory?"

"It's one of my father's residences." Bo Qinghuan replied.

"One of the residences?" Yan Chuchu was surprised, "Could it be that your father has a similar residence elsewhere?"

"Yeah." Bo Qinghuan answered her patiently, "He doesn't like to settle down and often runs away, but he doesn't like to live outside either, so in places similar to valleys, most of them have his residences, and the layout is similar to here. When he is not around, there are children who will take care of it."

Yan Chuchu suddenly realized, and asked again in a flash: "Didn't you just come to Dongli? How did you know that your father was looking for this little boy? Oh no, did you send him away on purpose?"

Bo Qinghuan didn't deny it, "If he doesn't leave, there aren't enough rooms."

The corners of Yan Chuchu's mouth twitched, "We don't live here, so what does it matter if we don't have enough rooms?"

Bo Qinghuan pointed to her injured hand and ankle and said, "I'm a sick and injured patient now, and running around for a long time will cause the wound to rupture and cause infection. Don't you know this kind of common sense?"

Yan Chuchu drooped her head, "Then when will you recover?"

"That depends on whether you take care of it carefully."

"Hey!" Yan Chuchu stared, "I'm not your maid, don't go too far!"

"I don't even think of you as a maid."

"Then what do you take me for?"

"Personal servant girl."

Yan Chuchu: "..."

(End of this chapter)