Demon Doctor Princess

Chapter 3 Awake
If Qingfeng was just in a daze just now, then he is dumbfounded now, not to mention the man, even Jing Qing, the number one beauty in the capital, the young master only treats each other politely, never has he ever seen him take care of anyone like this.

"Go and bring the quilt from the house and save some money." Dugu Lie turned his head and told Qingfeng.

Qingfeng turned around in a daze and ran into the house again, took out the quilt on the bed, got on his horse and rode towards Dugulie.

This time I walked much slower than when I came here, and it took a full two cups of tea before I walked out of the valley.

Qingfeng put the carriage around the necks of the two steeds, and Dugulie hugged Dongfang and leaned into the carriage. Although it was not a luxurious carriage, it was covered with thick cashmere cushions and the door curtains were also thick, so it shouldn’t be cold. Although the carriage It's much slower, but at least it won't let this sleeping guy die before he reaches the capital.

Putting Dongfang Qing on the cushion covered with cashmere cushions, and turning her small head outward so that she would not choke herself to death, Dugulie sat down on the opposite cushion and fell asleep leaning on the carriage.

"Drive." Qingfeng flicked the whip, and drove the carriage towards the capital.

It snowed for a month, and the thick snow on the ground made it extremely difficult for the carriage to walk. It was very likely that the carriage would not be able to reach the capital and the carriage had fallen apart.

After walking for half a day, Dugulie and Qingfeng each ate some dry food and drank some water, but Dongfang Qing was still in a coma. He stopped for a rest, Qingfeng went out to continue driving, and Dugulie continued to take a nap.

"Hmm...it hurts!" A low moan sounded.

"Hmm..." Another voice with a slight scream came out of Dongfang Qing's mouth.

Dugulie opened his eyes, only to see that the person on the cushion was pale, his lips were slightly cracked, and a low moan escaped from her mouth.

"Dongfang!" Dugulie knelt down and shouted at the person lying on the cushion.

I saw the man's long eyelashes trembling, but he didn't wake up.

"Dongdong!" Dugu Lie was a little louder than before.

Finally opening his eyes with difficulty, Dongfang Qing looked at the magnified handsome face in front of him: "Reaper, you...why...are you still there?"

Dugulie's face turned dark immediately, the god of death?what?Does he look scary?Intuition that what she said is not kind.

"Young Master Dongfang, you have mistaken the person." Dugu Lie said lightly.

"You...what did you call me?" Dongfang Qing panted, trying to get up.

"Ah!" The severe pain in her back made her cry out in pain. Could it be that she is not dead, otherwise why would she be in such pain.

"Aren't you Dongfangqing?" Dugulie's red lips parted slightly, his voice was deep and slow, as if coaxing.

"I...it's Dongfang...Qing!" Dongfang Qing blinked weakly. If she isn't Dongfang Qing, who is Dongfang Qing? Is this man a god of death? Why don't you help yourself?
"Really?" Dugulie picked her up from the cushion and leaned against the carriage.

Dongfang Qing leaned on the carriage and didn't immediately answer Dugulie's words. She wanted to take a breath first and rationalize her thoughts. Dongfang Qing looked at the man sitting opposite her, a very handsome man with a face like a crown jade and eyebrows like a sword , with a high nose bridge, sitting quietly on the cushion opposite, with a calm face, but a strong aura, if she hadn't seen too many auras of powerful people, she might be suffocating in this small space, The man had long hair and was wearing ancient costumes. She didn't think he was filming a movie. She rolled her eyes and saw that he was in a carriage.

Opening the window of the car, a biting cold wind rushed towards her face. Dongfang Qing was immediately dumbfounded. It was the same as the world she saw when she woke up for the first time. She suddenly turned to look at the man opposite. She didn't think she It was the god of death, and suddenly her eyes fell on her hand holding the car curtain. This was not her hand, her hand was slender and bony, and these hands were also slender fingers, but the fingers were soft and delicate.Before she had time to think about it, a lot of memories that did not belong to her suddenly flooded into her head, poisonous and martial arts, please remember clearly, as if she had learned these things slowly by herself, and finally no new information appeared in her mind .

She was indeed dead, but she lived again, living in another person, Dongfang Qing deeply realized this, and she memorized all the knowledge that this body had learned.

Dugulie looked at the person in front of him, his dark eyes meowing here and there, as if he didn't even know himself, she woke up with more aura than her sleeping, those dark clear eyes Thinking of a deep ancient spring that seems to suck people's souls into it, she is obviously dressed in men's clothes, but because of the red mole on her cheeks, she looks extraordinarily seductive.

"Who are you?" Dongfang Qing looked at the man who looked at her quietly, showing great momentum, but his voice became soft due to excessive blood loss. It didn't sound like questioning, but more like coquettishness.

"Dugu Lie!" Dugu Lie smiled faintly.

Dugulie?Dongfang Qing tried her best to search in her mind, but she found nothing. Now her head is full of knowledge about medicine, poison, and martial arts, but she has no memory of the people or things here.

Dongfang Qing actually has a head full of questions to ask. He just woke up and heard this man calling him Mr. Dongfang. Could it be that he has become a man?She lowered her head and saw that she was wearing men's clothes that didn't fit well. She stretched out her hands to touch her chest. It was indeed flat. She didn't care if she was a man or a woman, but she was still a little unaccustomed to suddenly becoming a man. She looked down at her hands again. The son is a man with no power to restrain the chicken.

Dugulie looked at the woman in her own clothes in front of her. She knew her name was a woman who didn't even frown. The whole world didn't know that there was almost no Dugulie, let alone the third son of the Dongfang family. He has been studying art in the deep mountains, so it is impossible for him not to have heard of it.

She is not Dongfangqing.

Seeing her looking here and there, she didn't even know her own clothes, she looked cute and cute, he didn't speak, and leaned against the carriage with his arms folded, with a faint smile on his lips.

"You saved me?" Dongfang tilted his eyes and asked tentatively.

"Eastern leaning?" Dugu Lie twitched his eyes, which was his default.

"You know me?" Dongfang Qing was stunned, how did he know his name, it seemed that he also called her Dongfang Qing when she woke up just now.

"Do we know each other?" Dongfang Qing continued.

"I don't know." Dugulie replied bluntly, with a faint smile still hanging on the corner of his lips.

"Don't know?" Dongfang Qing was puzzled, a little disappointed in his heart, and originally wanted to get some information about this body from him.

"Then how do you know my name is Dongfang Qing?" Dongfang Qing raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Hehe!" Dugulie's lips curled up perfectly, she was still vigilant and intelligent, she neither answered that she was Dongfangqing nor denied it.

(End of this chapter)