Dingjiangshan

Ning Yan caught Ning Huaijin and groped Ning Huaijin up and down, only to find bloody hands.

Ning Yan gritted his teeth, feeling that his heart was being twisted and rubbed so hard that it almost shattered.

Qin Liu had always shown himself as the "deputy commander" in front of outsiders, and he was half a step behind Ning Yan when he came up.He hurried to Ning Yan's side, and was about to help him support Ning Huaijin, but Ning Yan sideways avoided him.

"Ask someone to open the way behind." Ning Yan said hoarsely.

As Ning Yan said, he pulled away the tie of his cloak with one hand, took off the cloak, and put it on Ning Huaijin, wrapping him tightly from head to toe.

Then Ning Yan bent down and hugged him up in a daze.

In just a few days, Ning Huaijin spent too much energy and lost a lot of weight. Ning Yan didn't feel it was hard to hold him like this.

While speaking, Ding Yue had already led people to catch up, and was instructing people to search around.

Meng Changxun jumped down from a high place, and when he saw Ning Yan, he was stunned, and said to his heart, whether Prince Gong is the reincarnation of a god or something, he really counted His Majesty.

But Meng Changxun was not familiar with Ning Yan, and he didn't dare to join him. He could only watch helplessly as the young His Majesty held Ning Huaijin in his arms like holding a fragile baby. Tighten up.

Fortunately, Ning Yan still had a sliver of reason, and he didn't forget that there were some close subordinates around him, so he turned around and looked around.

"Are there any other soldiers?" Ning Yan asked.

Meng Changxun was stunned for a while before he realized that Ning Yan was talking to him, so he nodded hurriedly and said, "There are still a few thousand people, but not all of them are here. I am afraid that some pursuers will not have time to respond, so they spread out."

Ning Yan nodded, and said: "...ask General Ding to stay behind to meet you, gather the soldiers from all over the place, and don't leave any behind."

"Everyone has worked hard, and we will reward you for your merits when you go back."

After Ning Yan finished speaking in a hurry, he lost his patience. He hugged the person in his arms tightly, and turned his head to walk down the mountain.

Going down the mountain is more difficult than going up the mountain. The undug mountain paths are slippery and narrow, making it very difficult to walk.But Ning Yan was unwilling to hand over Ning Huaijin to others, nor would he let him go. He would rather stumbling along while holding her in his arms all the time.

As if he couldn't feel at ease otherwise.

Ning Huaijin just lost her strength for a while, but she didn't just lose consciousness.He fell into a coma for a brief moment, but he was already awake on the way down the mountain.

The tense string in Ning Huaijin's heart relaxed the moment she saw Ning Yan, and now her mind was still a little numb, and it took a while to realize that she was being held in Ning Yan's arms.

He subconsciously struggled lightly, as if he wanted to get out of Ning Yan's arms.

"Don't move." Ning Yan hugged him tighter, and said in a low voice, "The road on the mountain is slippery, be careful that you may fall me too."

As expected, Ning Huaijin didn't dare to move anymore, so she could only be hugged by him stiffly, not knowing where to put her hands for a moment.

This was a very intimate position. Ning Huaijin rested his head on Ning Yan's right shoulder, and his hot breath sprayed on Ning Yan's neck as his chest rose and fell.

Ning Yan glanced down at him, turned his head slightly, and rubbed Ning Huaijin's forehead affectionately with his side face in this position, and said in a low voice, "Uncle Huang, you scared me to death."

Ning Huaijin was trapped in Ning Yan's cloak, dazed by the lingering scent of medicine on his body. Hearing this, she hummed and subconsciously asked, "Why are you here?"

"You are here, how can I rest assured that others will come." Ning Yanhou sighed fearfully, and said: "I was so anxious that I ran to death on the road."

Ning Huaijin didn't know what to say. Rationally speaking, he felt that Ning Yan shouldn't risk his life by rushing to the front line when the battle on the front line was unclear.But emotionally, he did feel at ease because of Ning Yan's arrival.

What's more, even Ning Huaijin himself didn't realize it - he never seemed to place his expectations on Xie Jue, but had been waiting here for Ning Yan for a long time.

Until now, Ning Huaijin was safely in his arms, and Ning Yan's fear and uneasiness seemed to finally have a vent. He took a deep breath and complained in a low voice: "... Uncle Huang also said that he doesn't want my people, if I hadn't insisted, Uncle Huang might have to suffer in this mountain and forest."

Ning Huaijin wanted to laugh when she heard it, but felt that Ning Yan had suddenly become a child who was unreasonable and unforgiving, and even had to bring up old accounts.

But he was too tired, and was drowsy from the bumps of walking, so he could only make a few perfunctory sentences instinctively.

"Your Majesty has a clever plan." Ning Huaijin's tone was slightly teasing: "The prophet of the unknown."

"Still laughing." Ning Yan was full of uneasiness when he slapped him, and almost laughed angrily: "You...you see how I will settle accounts with you when I go back."

Emperor Chonghua said it was "vicious", but he didn't have the heart to really do anything to him, so he carefully adjusted his posture so that Ning Huaijin could lean more securely.

When Ning Yan went down the mountain, Xie Jue had already received a message from the fireworks, calling back the soldiers from all over the place, and he was currently standing in an open space outside the West Mountain.

After tossing and tossing all night, when Ning Yan went down the mountain, a faintly bright opening had been torn in the night sky, as if it was about to dawn.

Ning Yan refused to hand over Ning Huaijin to others, so he only called his guards to lead the horse, put one arm around Ning Huaijin, stepped on the pedals a little, and took Ning Huaijin onto the horse.

Seeing this, Xie Jue tugged on the reins, walked a few steps towards Ning Yan, and poked his head to look at the person in his arms.

"Is your lord alright?" Xie Jue asked.

"I was in good spirits when I was on the mountain just now, and I should have fallen asleep now." Ning Yan put the crooked cloak back together, adjusted his posture, and held Ning Huaijin securely in his arms before tightening it. Holding the reins, he said: "But the emperor's uncle is injured, and I'm not at ease. Zhao Ming has to worry about the endgame here."

Xie Jue knew that he didn't have the patience to stay here, so he quickly said: "Your Majesty's injury is important, the soldiers from the two battalions outside are escorting His Majesty back to the camp, and the number of heads has been counted. As for the matter here, His Majesty can rest assured."

Ning Yan nodded slightly, whistled, and left the col with his personal guards first.

Ning Yan was very anxious when he came, but when he went back, he had to worry about Ning Huaijin's injuries, and he didn't dare to run fast. The short distance of more than two hundred miles made him go from dawn to night.

Ning Huaijin woke up briefly on the way. Ning Yan was afraid that he would feel uncomfortable when he woke up, so Guan Qin Liu asked for a pill for nourishing the mind, ground it up and mixed it in water, and fed him a couple of mouthfuls.

Ning Huaijin had been holding on for the past few days, and even after being urged by the medicine, she lost her energy. She leaned on Ning Yan and fell asleep before she could finish her two sentences.

Ning Yan reached out to touch his forehead, tested the temperature, and his heart sank even more.

Not to mention Ning Huaijin, even Ning Yan himself stayed up without sleep for several nights, and the road gradually became too much for him, so he could only pour out two pills of Cheng Yuan's medicine and press it under his tongue to melt, barely improving his life. some spirit.

When they set off earlier, some scouts rode back to the camp to report the news first. Cheng Yuan knew that Ning Yan had found Ning Huaijin, and after hearing the scouts who reported the situation ahead, he figured that Ning Yan might be useful to him. , so he didn't dare to rest hastily at night, but waited neatly in Xie Jue's tent.

After Haishi, there was a sudden noise from people inside and outside the camp, and there was a commotion inside and out for a while, Cheng Yuan listened to a few words in the tent, probably heard the sound of the imperial army clearing the field, and guessed that Ning Yan had returned.

After a while, the imperial guards came to invite him, Cheng Yuan hurriedly cleaned his hands, took the medicine box he had prepared earlier, and followed the imperial guards away.

Cheng Yuan was beating his nerves along the way, fearing that the situation would be very difficult, and he was relieved when he saw Ning Huaijin, saying that it was okay.

Although Ning Huaijin had a severe fever, fortunately, the wound was treated cleanly and her pulse condition was considered peaceful, so there was no danger to her life.

The knife wound on his hand was alright, after a few days, it had a tendency to heal, mainly because the two arrow wounds on his waist and the back of his shoulder were a bit difficult to deal with.Not to mention the deep wound, it was damp and cold on the mountain for the past few days, and the edge of the wound had already started to turn white and red. Fortunately, the weather is still cool, otherwise, if it drags on, it may fester.

Cheng Yuan quickly washed his hands with a burning knife, changed to a clean cloth towel, wiped off the sticky herb juice around Ning Huaijin's wound, and carefully cleaned the wound for him.

Ning Yan wanted to stay by the side, but was afraid that he was getting too close. Cheng Yuan was flustered and couldn't make a move, so he could only sit two steps away patiently, poking his head out from time to time to take a look.

Fortunately, Dr. Cheng has been with General Xie for these years, and it is not uncommon for such trauma, and he does not need help. The medicine was bandaged very neatly.

I don't know if Ning Huaijin passed out, or if the two doses of medicine before were too effective. Whether Ning Yan changed his clothes and wiped his body, or Cheng Yuan bandaged his wound, Ning Huaijin fell into a deep sleep. , didn't mean to wake up.

Ning Yan watched Cheng Yuan clean up all the wounds on his body, and then couldn't hold back his temper, and moved to the bedside.

"Uncle Huang..." Ning Yan paused, and said in a low voice, "Why do you sleep so deeply, don't you think it hurts when you wrap your wound?"

"It's a good thing." Cheng Yuan straightened up, wiped the blood on his hands with a cloth towel, and said, "My lord wasted too much, he's in a semi-comatose state now, it's good to rest his mind."

As Cheng Yuan said, he took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the bottom of the medicine box, and didn't bother to get up, so he simply started writing prescriptions on the top of the medicine box.

"The two arrow wounds on the lord's body should be well maintained, they should not touch the water, and it is best not to move easily, so as not to split open again, and it will be difficult to deal with." Cheng Yuan said: "I will write a prescription for them in a while. Go decoct the medicine, drink it twice a day, drink it for three days and see how it goes."

"Okay." Ning Yan said.