It's easy to be a villain, but hard to be a princess

I picked a leaf and rolled it into a funnel shape and filled some water for him to drink.Han Zixiao wiped away the water leaking from the corner of Chu Muqing's mouth with his sleeve.Chu Muqing raised her eyes to look at him, Han Zixiao met his gaze and smiled lightly, but he turned his face away and staggered his hands, "No need."

"Your Highness, do you want to drink?" Han Zixiao asked.

"Need not."

Han Zixiao said: "Then the prince rests here first, and the next official will go find some firewood and come back to light the fire."

Han Zixiao went into the bushes and picked up some dead branches on the ground.At this moment, there was a swishing sound coming from ahead, Han Zixiao listened intently, and walked forward following the sound.It was found that the sound was made by a pheasant. The pheasant was trapped by the vines in the bushes and fluttered its wings, but its body was entangled by the vines and could not break free.

Han Zixiao was overjoyed, and hurriedly put down the firewood in his hand and went to grab the pheasant, fearing that the delicious food he got would run away, so he bled it on the spot.Now, dinner is settled.

Han Zixiao came back with firewood and a pheasant. The pheasant was put aside, and he took a flint from his bosom to start a fire.

The fire was not far from Chu Muqing, and Chu Muqing stared at the fire with wisps of smoke in a daze.His eyes then moved to the back of Han Zixiao who was handling the pheasant by the stream. Under the cover of the setting sun, there was a hint of warmth in his back.

The pheasant, which has been bled, haired and gutted, is skewered on a stick and grilled over the fire. Soon the aroma of the roasted meat diffuses around.Han Zixiao sat down beside Chu Muqing, smelling the aroma of roasted chicken and feeling very happy, "My lord, smell it, this pheasant smells so good."

Chu Muqing remained silent.

Han Zixiao didn't say anything anymore, he knew that Chu Muqing didn't show it on his face when he was in such a situation, but he must feel more uncomfortable than him in his heart.

After the pheasant was roasted, Han Zixiao tore off a chicken leg, tore apart the meat bit by bit, put it on a big leaf, and fed it to Chu Muqing.After Chu Muqing ate some, she said, "This king has had enough, you can eat."

"You only ate this little, it's not enough to fill your stomach, eat some more, at least, eat all the chicken legs." Chu Muqing only ate a little wild fruit and this little chicken this day, filling his stomach everywhere.

Han Zixiao picked up the chicken and handed it to his mouth, "My lord, come, eat some more."

Chu Muqing paused, and opened her mouth to bite the chicken he fed.This was probably the first time he was being fed by someone since he could remember.

Chu Muqing caught a glimpse of a long scar on his bare arm, and the area around the scar was bluish-purple, and asked, "Your hand was hurt last night?"

"Yeah." Han Zixiao responded, "It's just a small injury, it's not a big deal."

Chu Muqing raised her eyes, "This is not a minor wound, the hidden weapon is poisonous, and the wound will spread, so you should be careful."

"Thank you, my lord, for your concern. But the most important thing right now is to get out of this mountain, and it won't be too late to treat the wound after you get out." Han Zixiao fed him another piece of meat while speaking.

Chu Muqing said: "I'm full, eat some while it's hot."

"Yeah." Han Zixiao tore off the other leg of the pheasant, gnawed it voraciously, ate a leg and a chicken wing, and was still not full.But thinking that he might not be so lucky to catch a pheasant tomorrow, Han Zixiao picked a few leaves, wrapped up the rest, and ate it tomorrow.

Han Zixiao added some firewood to the fire that was about to go out, and countless sparks rose from the fire, mixed with crackling sounds like fireworks.The night in this midsummer is not cold. In this deep mountain, without a little fire, one can see nothing. With a little fire, at least one can see the surrounding things.

Han Zixiao cut off a bunch of branches with a dagger in the nearby bushes, and surrounded the stone with leafy branches. Even if they couldn't be used as a barrier, it would be a warning if there were beasts approaching in the middle of the night.

After installing the fence, Han Zixiao walked to the stone and sat down, rested for a while, looked up at the sky, and sighed: "The stars last night are as beautiful as tonight."

But today's situation is far from yesterday's.

Chu Muqing seldom spoke all day today. Although he didn't talk much on weekdays, it was obviously abnormal today.Han Zixiao can only talk to himself most of the time.

After a long time, Chu Muqing said: "You don't have to worry about this king. It's easier for you to walk out of this mountain alone."

"If you abandon the prince and ignore it, the lower official's conscience will be disturbed."

Chu Muqing smiled self-deprecatingly, "You brought me with you because of your uneasy conscience?"

Han Zixiao paused, "It's not all. If the prince hadn't rescued me yesterday, I'm afraid I would have been killed by a hidden weapon. The prince has the grace to save my life, so how can I abandon the prince?"

"The assassins came for me. If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have to suffer."

Han Zixiao took a deep breath, with a smile on his face, "No matter what, it was the prince who saved the subordinate. As long as the subordinate is alive, he will not abandon the prince."

Chu Muqing's eyes were fixed on the fire, she pursed her lips lightly and said nothing.He knew that Han Zixiao was glib, but what he said just now warmed his heart.

Chu Muqing remained silent for a long time, and Han Zixiao beside her was breathing gradually, probably falling asleep.Chu Muqing suddenly felt a weight on his shoulder, and Han Zixiao's head rested on his shoulder.

Chu Muqing tilted her head, Han Zixiao's eyelashes drooped under the firelight, and she slept soundly. Today he was tired all day, so he should be tired.Chu Muqing tried to move her arm, but tried her best to move her fingers slightly.

The next day, Han Zixiao woke up and finished washing.I picked leaves from the bushes, fetched water for Chu Muqing to rinse his mouth, washed a handkerchief, and wiped his face and hands.

Han Zixiao was born in a wealthy family, and this was the first time he took care of someone so carefully.But he had to do so. If he really left, he might have a bad conscience for the rest of his life.

As for the disintegration of Chu Muqing's power, we should wait until the two of them are out of danger in the future.

After washing up, Han Zixiao fed Chu Muqing some leftover pheasant chicken from yesterday. The taste of the chicken was not as good as yesterday when it was cold, but it was better than being hungry early in the morning.

After eating the pheasant, Han Zixiao carried Chu Muqing on his back and continued walking downstream along the stream, maybe he could find a farmer for help.

Han Zixiao felt that it was right to walk along the stream, at least in this hot weather, he could still drink water when he was thirsty.Occasionally, I saw wild fruits on the side of the road, so I took a rest along the way, ate some wild fruits to fill my stomach, and then continued walking.

Sure enough, the emperor paid off, when the sun was shining at noon, Han Zixiao finally saw a figure.Not far ahead, a young man was drinking water by the stream.

Han Zixiao was overjoyed, "My lord, there is someone in front!"

Chu Muqing raised her eyes, and she really saw someone. Judging by the clothes, they should be ordinary people.Han Zixiao yelled at the people in front: "This brother!"

Drinking water by the stream, followed the source of the sound, stood up, and picked up the bamboo basket next to it.Asked Han Zixiao who was walking over, "Your Excellency, are you just shouting?"

Han Zixiao couldn't help but say, "Exactly."

The man looked at the people behind Han Zixiao, and was a little puzzled, "Looking at the rich clothes of the two young masters, they must be either rich or expensive, how could they appear in this barren mountain?"

Han Zixiao put Chu Muqing down, looked at the man in front of him who was about the same age as him, and said, "To tell the truth, I went out to visit the mountains and rivers with my friends, but I met a villain on the way, and my friend was poisoned, that's why I ended up like this." situation."

"So that's it." The man looked at Chu Muqing, "I don't know what kind of poison this Your Excellency has?"

Han Zixiao said: "I don't know, I only know that my friend cannot move after being poisoned."

The man carrying the bamboo basket nodded and said: "My master is a doctor. If the two of you don't dislike it, you can ask the master to have a look."

"I can't ask for it, how can I dislike it." Han Zixiao was so happy in his heart that he almost forgot to introduce each other. After thinking about it, he cupped his hands at the man, "I'm Han Zixiao, I don't know what your name is?"

The other party also cupped their hands, "I'm Xiajiang Yuanzhi."

"It turned out to be Mr. Jiang. It's a pleasure to meet you." Han Zixiao said.

Jiang Yuanzhi arched his hands in return, and said, "It's a pleasure to meet you." Then he looked at Chu Muqing, "Then what is the name of this young master?"

Chu Muqing said lightly: "My surname is Chu, and my name is Qing."

Hearing Chu Muqing's introduction, Han Zixiao knew that he didn't want to reveal his identity, otherwise he would die if he attracted the assassin.

Jiang Yuanzhi led Han Zixiao to his master's house, he was an apprentice in the medical center, he would come to the mountains to collect medicine every now and then, and sometimes he would go far away to rest in the mountains.

Seeing that Han Zixiao was carrying Chu Muqing on his back, Jiang Yuanzhi took the initiative to say: "Mr. Han, why don't Jiang carry Mr. Chu on his back?"

Han Zixiao knew that Chu Muqing was arrogant, and would definitely not like someone who just met him carrying him, so he said, "Thank you Brother Jiang for your kindness, Mr. Han has practiced kung fu for several years, and he can still persist."

"Then Mr. Han is tired, so you have to talk about it."

"it is good."

Han Zixiao just kept going all the way, and went to the master's house that Jiang Yuanzhi said at night.Jiang Yuanzhi's master was named Qin Jiu, and he lived at the foot of the mountain. He had a wife and a child at home, and two apprentices who studied medicine with him.One is Jiang Yuanzhi, and the other is only 12 years old, named Huangqi.