Old things in Nancheng

Finally, another day passed, and when Wang Zimo was helped off the horse by Xiao Liang, his legs could no longer stand.

"Master, your leg is bleeding!"

Following Xiaoliang's exclamation, everyone surrounded him, only to see blood stains oozing from the inside of Wang Zimo's two thighs.

"Oh, my young master, how can you be so brave, why don't you respond!"

After all, it is the Wang family. When Wang Fulai saw that Wang Zimo had worn out his skin while riding a horse, he felt distressed and worried. The second room is just such a single seedling. It is not a big deal if the thigh is worn out, but don’t hurt your life. Pointing to Wang Zimo to pass on the incense.

"Second Young Master, even if this old slave's bones are broken, I can't watch you suffer this crime. Tomorrow, this old slave rides a horse!"

"Master, I'll ride a horse tomorrow!" Xiao Liang hurriedly said.

"Slave ride!"

"Small ride!"

The servants of the Wang family fought for each other for a while, as if they were robbing gold.

"Okay, stop arguing, help my younger brother get into the carriage to treat the wound! It's a big deal if the wound is delayed in this hot weather!" Jiang Shangpei saw that Wang Zimo's spirit was a little listless, so he hurriedly interrupted the Wang family to show their loyalty.

Fortunately, he had prepared carefully before leaving, and brought a lot of medicines, so there were naturally wound medicines. After Wang Zimo was helped into the second carriage, Zhang Bucai gave Taohua the externally applied wound medicines, and Xiaoliang graciously You have to help to fetch water.

Wang Zimo saw a group of people eagerly surrounding his carriage, his eyes were full of worry, so he could only say: "You are all watching me, why don't you just scratch the skin! The king is in charge, let people set up a fire to cook, Zheng Brother, send people to set up tents, accidents are unpredictable at night, please set up a night watch for protection, shopkeeper Zhang, don't let everyone drink tonight, it won't be too late to drink when we arrive at the post tomorrow."

Everyone received their errands and went to work separately. Jiang Shangpei also went to rest in the carriage. Wang Zimo was relieved to see that everyone had returned to normal, and lay down on the carriage unwilling to move.

The trousers on the legs were stained with a small piece of blood, and it looked scary against the white fabric, but Wang Zimo became numb from the pain for a long time, but felt a little itchy and tingling, which were all tolerable.

As soon as he closed his eyes, Wang Zimo felt the touch on his waist, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Taohua undoing her belt with trembling hands.

"Taohua, you go out, I'll rest for a while and apply the medicine myself." Wang Zimo waved away Taohua's hand, and turned his back to her.

Taohua didn't go out, she clenched her fists and stared at Wang Zimo's back. It didn't feel good to be rejected by someone thousands of miles away, especially when this person was obviously weak, but he had to be so stubborn.

Wang Zimo was so tired that it didn't matter if Taohua was in the carriage or not, as long as Taohua didn't touch him.But Wang Zimo, who slept like a dead pig, did not expect Taohua's boldness.

Taohua stared at Wang Zimo quietly, and when she fell asleep, she decisively untied Wang Zimo's belt.This time, Taohua didn't want to know whether Wang Zimo was a man or a woman, but simply to heal her injuries.

After riding for a day, his face was ashamed, his body was covered in sweat, and there was also the smell of blood stains between his legs. If the wound was not treated in time, it would easily fester.It is now the middle of May, and the hot weather is not a good time to heal the wound. Running outside will also make it difficult for the wound to heal quickly. Since it is not serious at present, it is better to give birth for three to five days, and it will be fine.

After taking off Wang Zimo's pants, Wang Zimo didn't notice it, and still slept soundly.Taohua took the courage to wipe the wound with a clean wet cotton cloth, then carefully applied the medicine powder, and then wrapped it with breathable silk.

Peach Blossom, who was healing the wound, had no other intentions, but after the wound was bandaged, Wang Zimo's white and tender thighs shook, Peach Blossom blushed.The thighs were slender and well-proportioned, and the skin was smooth and white. It definitely did not look like a man's legs.

Tao Hua saw that her heart was pounding, she shrank her head and saw that Wang Zimo hadn't woken up, so she bravely took off Wang Zimo's shirt.On the one hand, the sweaty and dirty clothes are uncomfortable to wear, on the other hand, Taohua wants to confirm her guess.

Taohua didn't know if the result after the verification would make her feel more miserable, she just wanted to strip Wang Zimo now, that's all.

Wang Zimo slept soundly, and Taohua struggled to take off his clothes, but in the end, Taohua took off his clothes.Sexy collarbone, flat lower abdomen, fairer and tenderer skin than thighs, but the key parts are tightly wrapped in layers of cotton cloth.

Do you still need to take it off?

Taohua covered her mouth, her body trembling uncontrollably, the unexpected result was still unacceptable, she was mentally prepared but still extremely shocked.Extremely sad, but it only passed away in a flash. Wang Zimo's sleepy and tired face made Taohua feel distressed.

Peach Blossom was stunned, regardless of whether Wang Zimo would wake up or not, she stretched out her hand to caress Wang Zimo's brows and eyes. There were bright and clear eyes in her closed eyes, and she would be intoxicated after just one look.

The tears couldn't stop falling, and I didn't know whether to cry for my own heart, or to be sad for the hardship of the person in front of me.The kind and simple Peach Blossom thinks more about the difficulty of Wang Zimo in the prison camp.

Taohua remembers that the men's prison is more complicated than the women's prison, how terrifying are the rough men behind the iron fences, and remembers that Wang Zimo was almost raped and raped on the top of the city. Then he would be brutally murdered. I remember that in Qin Yayuan, Prince Mo stood in front of him fearlessly and confronted General Guan.Taohua couldn't figure out how much Wang Zimo had suffered and suffered, and why the good little lady would disguise herself as a man, face a lawsuit, and fall into such a situation.

Taohua has always felt that her fate is not good. She is an ordinary person, and she lost her father when she was young, her mother remarried, and her stepfather was tyrannical. become a criminal.

In the prison camp, life is very difficult, and many companions around are trying their best to climb up to the powerful man, whether it is a messenger, a small prisoner, or a male prisoner, it doesn't matter who they are, as long as they can live a better life. They are all happy for a slightly better day, but what they have to pay is naturally the little money left.

Taohua didn't want to, from the bottom of her heart, although she thought about this way later, she didn't take action after all, but the arrival of Wang Zimo made Taohua see the light of day.

But who would have thought that Wang Zimo, who is as thick as a mountain in Taohua's eyes, is also a bunch of duckweed, and the person who looks so glamorous on the surface has actually suffered a lot.

Tears were finally shed, Taohua sighed and asked Xiaoliang who was guarding outside to change a basin of clean water, Taohua silently wiped away the dust and sweat of the journey for Wang Zimo.

When Wang Zimo's fair face appeared in front of Taohua again, a faint smile appeared on Taohua's face. This face is still familiar to him, Wang Zimo should be such a clean and decent person.

Difficult to put on clean clothes for Wang Zimo, it seems that the woman Wang Zimo does not exist, Tao Hua looks at Wang Zimo nostalgicly, not knowing if she can let go, but she will stick to this secret for her.

When Wang Zimo woke up, the sky was already full of stars.

In the era of the Song Dynasty, the economy, politics and culture were relatively relaxed. It inherited the unruly style of the Sui and Tang Dynasties, and had better financial support than the Sui and Tang Dynasties.

It stands to reason that on such a lonely night, everyone should be sitting in a crowd, drinking and eating meat, singing high-pitched ditties from the Qin Dynasty, hugging their sister to roll off the kang, and gambling recklessly.

When Wang Zimo got out of the carriage, he found that except for a few guards who were on duty at night, everyone else had gone into the tent to rest early, and they were exhausted after traveling for the past two days.Tao Hua sat in the fire, staring blankly into the distance, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Young master, you are awake."

Wang Qiang is a servant who came with Wang Fulai, and also Wang Qinian's confidant. He has some skills in his hands, but he is still a lot worse than Zheng Daming.

"Well, I'm hungry, is there anything else to eat?"

"Little lady is warming it up for you."

Wang Zimo swung Wang Qiang back and stood there not knowing how to face Taohua.The clothes on his body were changed, and the refreshing feeling after washing could not be ignored, and his natural identity was exposed. Apart from being secretly annoyed at his carelessness, Wang Zimo had to find a way to let Taohua keep this secret.

Wang Zimo is still unable to do the murderous thing. There are still many kind people in this society. The villain like Hu Delai who takes advantage of others is only a very small part. If it is bad, then it will be bad, and if it is upright and bad, like Zheng Daming, if he wants revenge, he will kill people openly.

Wang Zimo walked slowly to Tao Hua, sat down next to the fire, and said, "I'm hungry."

The thoughts of Taohua's fugue finally returned, and he hurriedly brought food to Wang Zimo. The panicked eyes and helpless movements were obviously what Wang Zimo should have, but Taohua snatched it away without warning.

Seeing such peach blossoms, Wang Zimo breathed a sigh of relief, ate calmly, and pointed to a plate of rabbit meat and asked, "You made this, right? Where did the rabbit come from?"

"Brother Zheng called." Taohua replied timidly.

"Very tender and fragrant. Serve with rice."

Wang Zimo was very hungry, and he ate very fast. Tao Hua quietly waited on him and poured Wang Zimo a bowl of wine.

I'm afraid this habit of drinking can't be changed for a while. In the prison city camp, you can't drink a few sips at any meal. You get drunk on the third day, and get drunk on the fifth day. Without taste, in many cases, people cannot live too clearly.

What Wang Zimo drank was sweet black rice wine, a specialty of Xingyuan Mansion. It was not high in strength but had a long aftertaste. If he drank too much, he would sleep in and wake up the next day without a headache. It was a must-have for home travel.

After eating and drinking enough, Wang Zimo waited until Taohua cleaned up, and then he said leisurely, "Taohua, in the prison camp, we helped each other, and it seemed to outsiders that I was helping you, but in fact you have been helping me all the time. "

"Why did Guanshi Wang say that?" Knowing that Wang Zimo was talking about his identity, Tao Hua's expression was a little unnatural.

"Don't call me Manager Wang anymore, just call me Xiao Er. You are my elder sister. When we return to Yanguan County, I will find a good family for you. I will not let you suffer." Wang Zimo There was a faint smile on his face, printed with red flames, and he looked very warm.

Taohua looked at Wang Zimo without blinking, and slowly put her body into her arms, holding her tightly.

What a nostalgic embrace, but it doesn't belong to me.

Taohua yearns for the tenderness of this moment, feels the tenderness of Wang Zimo caressing her back, and is reluctant to get up for a long time.

Seeing this scene by the fire, the guards walked away silently. Wang Qiang was very embarrassed. Although servants should not meddle in the master's affairs, Wang Qiang would not forget that Lin Zhilan, the mistress, was still at home.

That's like a tigress, the young master brought the woman back, is there still life!Didn't we servants persuade the young master to do stupid things, are we still alive!

However, Wang Qiang's footsteps were still consistent with the other guards, for fear of seeing his master's indecent side.

Beside the quiet fire, there are only Wang Zimo and Peach Blossom, and two embracing shadows.

The wind blew through the trees, and there was the soft chirping of insects in the grass, the twinkling of the stars in the sky, and the sharp sound of shrubs being trampled down.

"who is it!"

Wang Zimo stood up abruptly, protecting Peach Blossom behind his back, his eyes fixed on a dark corner not far away.