incomprehensible

Chapter 115

When she woke up again, it was already the evening of the second day. Sufficient sleep allowed Ye Xuehuan to recover her spirits, her chest and lungs were clear and clear, and there was a faint sense of relaxation in her heart that hadn't faded since last night.

The nasal cavity is filled with the familiar sweet fragrance, which is much more fragrant than before, but it is not as sweet as Longfeng's, it is just the most appropriate and refreshing sweetness.

The warm jade bed is more than enough for one person, but it is crowded for two people, and they can only lie on their sides and hug each other. After sleeping for a long time, it is inevitable that the whole body will become stiff.

Ye Xuehuan turned over and lay on his back, let Lan Qi lie on his chest, and slowly combed his loose long hair.The dried rabbit fur cloak was covered on the two of them. Although there were no vital signs in the state of suspended animation, the body temperature must be maintained. Therefore, the bodies of the two were naked, and their limbs and hair were all entangled. Warm skin, intimate as if never separated.

After hugging him for so long, Lan Qi finally felt a little warm, his face seemed to look a little better, his eyelashes brushed against his neck, and he trembled slightly with the rise and fall of his chest.

Ye Xuehuan lay down for a while, then got up to get dressed, and took off the gauze to check Lan Qi's wound.

The effect of snake sleep medicine is amazing. In less than two days, the incisions in the palms of both hands have basically healed, and the thick blood scabs are gradually falling off from the edges; The flesh covered the exposed bones, and the blood vessels and meridians tended to be reconnected, which no longer looked so hideous.

But the strange thing is that the powder that was sprinkled on it was not absorbed at all, and the wound was pushed out by the grown flesh, a floating layer, not even stained with a drop of blood.

After all, Lan Qi's body is still partly voodoo, not to mention that the deed voodoo in his body comes directly from Longfeng, the blood is assimilated by the purest different blood, and cannot be fused with any foreign objects, except those that have already fused with him. The owner—this was Yu Tian's description of the alien blood at the beginning.But this so-called fusion is also one-way. Lan Qi's blood can be integrated into Ye Xuehuan's body, but not vice versa.

In other words, Lan Qi can only rely on himself to recover from injury.

Even though he knew it was useless, Ye Xuehuan stubbornly applied another layer of medicinal powder, wrapped him up carefully, wrapped him in a cloak, and added some dead branches to the fire before leaving the stone room.

This valley is very strange, the surrounding mountain walls are straight up, smooth as a mirror, it looks like it has been artificially polished, and there is no way in or out; although there is no living thing like the West Hills, except for the geese and birds in the sky and Fish in the water, no other animals.

This shows that at least there is no way out on the ground. If there is any strange mechanism, we can only wait for Lan Qi to wake up.

It is difficult to tell the direction in the valley, but since there is only one mountain wall separated from the imperial mausoleum, Ye Xuehuan inevitably reminds Ye Xuehuan of the "Holy Mountain" and the ancient legends about the Holy Mountain.

——The Son of God crossed the line between life and death, and descended from the abyss of death to the holy mountain.

He couldn't help but look back at Lan Qi in the stone room, thinking that the legend might also be related to Longfeng.

He secretly scolded the Bai family for being unreliable, and he didn't know how to know himself and the enemy. He should investigate the desolate people more and investigate the legend in more detail. For example, how the Son of God will leave after coming to the holy mountain, maybe he can still have a clue now.

But he couldn't think about it for the time being. After sleeping for a whole day, he was already hungry and had to look for food first.

There were bows and arrows left in the stone room. It was evening, and geese and birds were returning to their nests.These wild birds had never seen people, let alone hunted, so they were unsuspecting. Ye Xuehuan casually killed two of them, carried them back, plucked their hairs and disemboweled them, and put them directly on the fire, roasting them until they were fragrant.

He has been marching for many years, and he is naturally proficient in survival skills in the wild. In the past, he and his soldiers often rode horses and hunted on the deserted meadows, and lit a fire to barbecue at night. How leisurely and happy; but now he can only live on his own in this valley. Geese and birds are tasteless.

It was dark, and he wanted to bring Lan Qi to the fire to keep warm, but he noticed something strange when he started to use it; Lan Qi still maintained the body temperature when he woke up in the evening. Although it was far lower than ordinary people, it was warmer than the warm jade bed. It's warmer, obviously not from Wu.

He lifted the cloak abruptly, and he saw the slight ups and downs of Lan Qi's chest, which was slow but very regular; he put his ear to listen to Lan Qi's left chest, and he also heard a thin but steady heartbeat.

In less than three days, Lan Qi has recovered his vital signs!

With heartbeat and breathing, it means that he has not completely turned into a gu, and is out of danger under the effect of the snake sleep medicine, and he will wake up soon.

Ye Xuehuan almost cried with joy, hugged Lan Qi into his arms, kissed his delicate lips, and murmured: "My dear, my dear Lan'er, you still don't want to leave me, do you?"

No matter how thin and weak his kitten is, being exploited by so many people, he is still tenacious and unyielding. He still struggles against fate and wants to be by his side.

He rested Lan Qi's head on his shoulder, felt the light but warm breath on the skin of his side neck, and couldn't help but crawled up the corner of his lips with a smile, grabbed the back of Lan Qi's hand, and rubbed it against his cheek , and sent to the lips to keep kissing.When he clasped his fingers tightly, he could even feel the blood recirculating under the skin, bubbling with fresh vitality.

He held Lan Qi in his arms for a while, then suddenly remembered something, carefully placed him in front of the fire, went to pick and choose in the stone cabinet, chose a simple and elegant pearl white long dress, and changed it for Lan Qi.

The clothes prepared in the stone cabinet are obviously for two people, and the sizes vary, but even the small one is still too big for Lan Qi, even if the belt is fastened, it can't stop the skirt from slipping down, and half of the shoulders are covered. It was exposed outside; the trousers were too long, so they could only be rolled up and wrapped into socks.Fortunately, Lan Qi's own boots can still be worn, but they have soaked enough water and need to be dried again, but he may not be able to get off the ground for a few days after waking up, and he will not be able to use his shoes anyway.

——The effect of the snake sleep medicine has expired, and Lan Qi will be able to wake up as early as tomorrow. If he wakes up and finds that he is naked, he will definitely lose his temper when he turns back.

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When Xi Guang fell on the eyelids, Lan Qi seemed to feel something, and trembled slightly.

His body was cold and painful, but his surroundings were surrounded by a familiar temperature. He subconsciously wanted to curl himself up and get closer to a warm place, but his hands and feet were so stiff that he couldn't control it. Every movement he managed was like convulsions. It takes a little effort to move.The long-lost sky made him unable to open his eyes, and his throat was so dry and itchy that he could only make a hoarse breath.

He sucked and swallowed the clear and warm water in his mouth, and the moistened internal organs finally seemed to resume normal operation, and his senses and consciousness gradually became clear.

A palm covered his eyes, blocking the light that was too bright for him, and only a little leaked from between the fingers, allowing him to slowly adapt.A familiar voice comforted him in a low voice: "Good boy, don't worry... slowly open your eyes."

It wasn't until the eyelashes in his palm stopped trembling that Ye Xuehuan moved his palm away, watching those dark almond eyes slowly focus in confusion, recovering their spirits little by little.He held Lan Qi's cheek, so that he could only see himself in his sight, and called softly, "Lan'er?"

Lan Qi stared at him blankly, his lips pursed a few times, but before he could make a sound, the circles of his eyes turned red.

"Rong..." He spat out broken words with difficulty, struggling to get up, "Rong Cai..."

"I'm here." Ye Xuehuan hugged him tightly, pressed his head to his heart, let him listen to his heartbeat beating like a drum, "I'm here. Be good, don't be afraid, it's okay... we It's all over."

"Rong Cai..." Lan Qi's choked sobs were as weak as a newborn kitten, and his voice was full of grievances and nostalgia, "I too... I can't bear you too..."

"...I know." Ye Xuehuan kissed his forehead and sighed softly, "My dear, I know all about it."

He didn't expect that when Lan Qi woke up from suspended animation, the first sentence was "reluctant".When he resolutely stayed in the underground palace before, he slapped him angrily. After changing his life, he said cruelly that he would never meet again in the next life; Fear and longing finally understood Ye Xuehuan's reluctance, and also admitted his own reluctance.

Lan Qi would change his life to him, not to retaliate against his unwillingness to die together at the last moment, nor was it because he could not bear the pain of living alone in the world, but simply because he was reluctant to let him die—just like he couldn't bear Lan Qi to die with him.

Those three simple words were a hurdle that neither of them could get over.

"Lan'er, don't cry." Ye Xuehuan stroked the back of his neck, and continued to comfort him softly, "You have just used snake sleep, and your body has suffered a lot. You must take good care of it, so you can't hurt your spirit... Be good, don't worry. Afraid, I am here, we will never be separated again..."

But no matter how much he kissed and comforted him, it didn't work. After experiencing the pain of death twice in a row, no matter how strong a person is, he would collapse. Lan Qi kept crying on his shoulder, and his body that was extremely dehydrated could not shed tears at all. He didn't have much strength to cry out, only sobbing like he couldn't breathe, and passed out again after a while, snuggling into his arms, his little face wrinkled into a ball.

Although Ye Xuehuan was also distressed, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, carried him back to the jade bed and settled down, lit the fire again, and then prepared to go out.

With Lan Qi's current physical condition, they couldn't leave Nanhuang safely, and they might have to rest in this valley for a while.Medication can't work on his injury, so he can only rely on food supplements - so he is going to prepare breakfast for Lan Qi.

Before going out, he was afraid that Lan Qi would wake up halfway and miss him, and he would be worried; so he turned back, took off the glass bottle around his neck, and tied it around Lan Qi's neck.

——He tied his last life to Lan Qi.

In the early morning, the birds were foraging, alert and active, not suitable for hunting, so Ye Xuehuan only took fishing tackle and planned to use fish as his staple food.

In his opinion, fishing, which is a purely patient activity, is only suitable for the maintenance of life. He has never bothered to do it, and has no experience. But fortunately, these fish in the lake have no experience in fishing, and they are not vigilant. If it is used as bait, it bites very fast, and four of them were caught in a short time.The lake water is likely to be connected to other water sources in the southern wilderness through underground water veins. After these fish came in by chance, they were greedy for comfort and did not want to leave. All of them were fresh and plump.

Seeing that it was still early, Ye Xuehuan treated a few fish, washed off the fishy smell from his hands, then adjusted his appearance facing the water, scraped off the green stubble growing on his chin with the dignified Nanfu keepsake, and cut off the fish. Simple hair styling.

He was too lazy to use the cumbersome and heavy hair accessories in the stone cabinet, so he simply tied it with a hair tie, and the ends of his hair could hang down to his shoulder blades, refreshing and bright, as if he had returned to his youth before he had reached his crown.Looking forward to Shui Gupan, he felt very satisfied. On the way back, he went back to the old career of the Taixue Academy, dug out a bird's nest, and planned to make a custard for Lan Qi on a whim and over his own strength.

Lan Qi became sober not long after he left, and his violent ups and downs calmed down. Only then did he finally feel the bone-piercing pain, as if the entire left arm was not his own.The real pain brought him back to reality, and he slowly recalled all the things before he lost consciousness. He felt absurd and impulsive, but fortunately there were no irreversible consequences in the end, otherwise Ye Xuehuan might really want to chase after him in the next life debt collection.

His hands and feet were weak and he couldn't move. He could only see the flat roof of the blue-gray stone room in his eyes. He whispered "Rong Cai" but no one answered; Unable to balance the force, he directly threw himself to the ground, and just hit the injured part of his left arm. The pain was so painful that he almost fainted again.

He was flustered and uncomfortable, and he couldn't get up after falling on the ground, the small glass bottle hanging around his neck was still stuck on his face, and he felt uncomfortable all over his body.

So when Ye Xuehuan came back, he saw Lan Qi lying on the ground, with his left arm under his body, and his right hand holding the vial around his neck, trembling, aggrieved, and looking like he was about to cry.

He quickly picked him up, checked the injury on his left arm first, and was relieved when he saw that no secondary injury was caused. He rubbed his head and sighed softly: "I just went out for a while...does the fall hurt?" ?”

"It hurts..." Lan Qi sniffed, holding his sleeve with his right hand, his voice was hoarse and soft, "Everywhere hurts..."

Ye Xuehuan sighed again, and finally realized at this moment that the real pain is the pain that is not on her body.

The last time Lan Qi yelled at him like this was after he coaxed him into bed after drinking, but he probably didn't have much memory at that time, so for Lan Qi, this was the first time he gave up and yelled.

Ye Xuehuan really had nothing to do with him, even though he knew that his injury was really painful, but after waking up, he acted like a baby and acted miserably, obviously wanting to get away with it, and let go of the bitter twists and turns before.

However, after going through this time, he really couldn't blame Lan Qi for any mistakes.

He carried Lan Qi back to the jade bed, leaned his back against the wall, forced himself to sit, and said helplessly, "I know you're in pain, so I'll get you something to eat first, so that the wound won't hurt after healing, okay?" ?”

Lan Qi hummed obediently, lowered his head weakly, but secretly glanced at him from the corner of his eyes, and pursed the corners of his lips slightly.

When he was in the underground palace, he really thought that the two of them were bound to die, so he slapped Ye Xuehuan viciously; when he was bleeding to change his life, he really embraced death, thinking that the last glance was the farewell, So I put a bunch of cruel words about "no future life".Unexpectedly, both of them survived the catastrophe, although they were lucky, but after all, they showed their true colors in front of Ye Xuehuan, and they were really at a loss, unable to face him.

Fortunately, Ye Xuehuan didn't bother with this weak and injured patient, but he didn't rule out the possibility of settling accounts after autumn; with Ye Xuehuan's temperament, the latter was more likely.

He originally planned to pretend to be good to the end, but when he saw Ye Xuehuan slipping a few fish that had been killed and cleaned, and carefully took out a few bird eggs from his bosom, he still couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Ye Xuehuan scolded with a smile, "Prince Zipao digs out bird eggs for you to eat, you little white-eyed wolf still dare to laugh?"

Lan Qi immediately apologized obediently: "I was wrong, don't be angry, my lord...hug me, okay?"

"Not good!" Ye Xuehuan pretended to be reprimanded with a stern face, but his eyes were full of doting smiles, "This king wants to cook custard for the princess himself, why hug?"

How can Prince Rong, who doesn't touch Yangchun water with his ten fingers, know how to cook egg custard? He just beat bird eggs and water and steamed them in a kettle.Looking at this strange stone room, Lan Qi saw the luxurious clothes on the two people, the pots and kettles on the fire, and the bowls and spoons on the low table. His heart was filled with countless questions, but one had no strength to speak, and the other Unable to think effectively due to the pain in the wound, he simply waited for Ye Xuehuan to feed him egg custard.

Although there were daily necessities in the stone room, it was impossible to have seasonings. A bowl of custard was cooked soft and translucent, with a tangy aroma, but after Ye Xuehuan tasted it himself, his expression was extremely delicate, and he sighed as if admitting defeat after a while.

Lan Qi originally thought that he was going to pour the failed bowl of custard directly, but he didn't expect that he would bring it to her, scooped up a spoonful and was about to stuff it into his mouth, "This king cooked it himself, no matter how unpalatable it is, I invite Xiaolan to eat it." The concubine reluctantly does not allow a single morsel to be left."

Lan Qi: "..."

When he was in the palace, Ye Xuehuan would often feed him sweet soup like this, but of course he never cooked it himself—even if he did, Lan Qi would not dare to eat it.But at this time, in this unknown mountain, Ye Xuehuan brought a bowl of custard that was so simple that there was no condiment, and delivered it to his mouth as before. In my life, it seems that those life and death never happened.

The finger on Ye Xuehuan's right hand disappeared, and half of his long hair was broken. Lan Qi could somewhat understand what he guessed and what decision he made during his suspended animation, and he also knew that each other's lives were hanging by a thread. What kind of harm, blows and transformations have been caused; but after they escaped danger, they can still flirt without any grievances, even more unburdened and more intimate than before.

——Even if it was a joke, Ye Xuehuan never called him "Princess".

He looked at Ye Xuehuan's smiling eyebrows, even in adversity, he was still full of vigor, and the neat tail of his hair even added a bit of youthful arrogance to him; he was still the same Ye Xuehuan, with his arms still With the body temperature and heartbeat that Lan Qi is most familiar with, it will always be the appearance he admires and loves the most.

It was only at this moment that Lan Qi finally realized the luck and joy of the rest of his life belatedly, a tear fell without warning, and fell on the back of Ye Xuehuan's hand holding the spoon.

"...It's not so bad that you want to cry."

Ye Xuehuan knew what he was thinking, so he deliberately didn't expose it, stretched out his arms to wrap him in his arms, and kissed the corner of his wet eyes, "I'll hold you to eat, okay? Be good, baby, show me your face." Take a sip."

Lan Qi tasted it with his hand, and it was as bland and tasteless as imagined, with a smell of eggs mixed in, although it was not unpalatable, but it could only be enough to satisfy one's hunger.

He swallowed the custard, tears were still in the corners of his eyes, but he laughed from the bottom of his heart, raised his head and kissed Ye Xuehuan on the chin, and whispered: "I love you."

"You..."

Ye Xuehuan laughed. He knew that Lan Qi was at the moment when his mood was the most fragile and sensitive, and when he needed the most care and care, but he never thought that a bite of custard could be exchanged for a confession, and he stuffed another spoonful into his mouth, "Love me!" It's useless, let me finish eating."

There is not much content in a nest of eggs, and Lan Qi can't digest too much in his current state. He is forced to eat cleanly, curled up in Ye Xuehuan's arms, and drowsy.Ye Xuehuan just hugged him like this, and grilled a few more fish by himself.

The burnt smell from the fish skin was even better than that bowl of egg custard. Lan Qi felt greedy in his drowsiness, and muttered begging for food. Ye Xuehuan tore the most tender meat from the fish maw and fed it to him.

In fact, the fish meat is also bland, but it has a unique flavor after being roasted. The fish skin is crispy and the fish fat is soft. In short, it is much better than the bowl of custard with more water.

Lan Qi chewed in small sips, but after all, he just woke up from suspended animation, and his energy was low. The more he ate, the slower his eyelids became heavier, and he fell asleep while eating.Ye Xuehuan couldn't laugh or cry, and coaxed him to eat a little more, but he closed his eyes and murmured perfunctorily, but he still couldn't swallow; finally he had to feed him mouth to mouth a few more mouthfuls before putting him back. On the jade bed, I cleaned up the remains of fish bones, picked up some dead branches, and picked some wild fruits.

This kind of small red fruit in the valley grows low, sweet and juicy, and is often eaten by birds. Ye Xuehuan picked some intact ones, and it took a while. When he returned, Lan Qi was awake with half-opened eyes , looking like she could fall asleep at any time, but she just wanted to wait for him to come back, and when she saw him, she pursed her mouth and begged for a hug.

Ye Xuehuan tsk-tsk on purpose: "Why are you so clingy, won't you sleep if you don't hug her?"

But he still held him in his arms very honestly, and fed him some wild fruits.

With the pulp in his mouth, Lan Qi mumbled, "Don't leave while I'm asleep..."

Ye Xuehuan's heart tightened, and he replied: "Next time I go out, I will tell you first. Be good, go to sleep."

He put the hood behind the cloak on Lan Qi's head, but Lan Qi shook it off again in extreme discomfort, complaining: "It's pressing on my hair."

His waist-length hair was always loose, some wrapped in the cloak, some scattered on his shoulders, and a few locks were pressed between the two; it had not been combed for several days, and the ends of the hair were dry and knotted, and it was messy. Stuck everywhere.

Ye Xuehuan went to the stone cabinet to get a jade comb, and picked out a long golden hair band, and came back to hold someone to comb slowly.

The comb teeth gently massaged the scalp, and then slowly slid down, combing back and forth when encountering adhesions and tangles, without any pain at all.When combing to the end of the hair, I picked up the strands in the palm of my hand, combed them smoothly, and then put them on the shoulders.

Lan Qi was obviously very useful. He hummed a few times and fell asleep in a daze. His brows and eyes were stretched, his lips were slightly pouting, and Jiang Dong's delicate appearance was especially gentle and gentle at this time. Sweet and soft taste.

Ye Xuehuan had never been to Jiangdong, but she was used to the Jiangdong dress that Nangong Yayu often wore in her spare time. She was fascinated for a while, so she took a hair band and wrapped it in Lan Qi's hair, and braided him a long scorpion braid.It's a pity that the craftsmanship is not very good, the braid is uneven in thickness and crooked, so I took it apart and combed it again and again, and I went back and forth several times. At last, practice makes perfect, and I made a long braid that is neat, loose and not loose. The belt is looming in the hair, and a bow is harvested at the end of the hair. A few strands of hair on the forehead are placed on the cheeks. Coupled with that delicate little face, it is really cute and indistinguishable.

Ye Xuehuan admired his masterpiece and was quite satisfied. He put his braids in front of Lan Qi, and put a hood on him, so that he would not be afraid of his hair being crushed.

After tossing and tossing for so long, Lan Qi was woken up at some point, looked at him sleepily, then looked down at his long braid hanging from his shoulders, unable to react in a daze.

Ye Xuehuan combed him a woman's hairstyle, and suddenly felt embarrassed to be caught as a thief, so she hugged him tightly, kissed the corner of his eyes to divert attention: "Why are you awake?"

Lan Qi raised his limp left arm, complaining sullenly: "The wound hurts..."

Ye Xuehuan had no choice but to embrace the battered forearm, and gently stroked through the gauze to relieve his pain, while scolding in a low voice: "I don't know the pain until now."

Lan Qi pursed his lips, rubbed his cheek against his neck, closed his eyes and said lazily, "I just want you to love me alone, since you're gone, who cares if I hurt or not?"

Ye Xuehuan concluded, Lan Qi is now more and more able to poke his heart, a poke is a bloody hole.

However, Lan Qi continued to mutter, showing his temper, "Do you remember what I said, if you don't love me, don't want me, I will die in your arms."

"What nonsense." Ye Xuehuan's expression turned cold, and then he softened his attitude again, coaxing softly, "It's my fault, be good, stop losing your temper."

"Who lost his temper." Lan Qi groaned, "You said it yourself, you want me to be happy for you, worry about you, cry for you, laugh for you, live for you..."

Ye Xuehuan bit his lips, and said without changing expression: "I regret it."

Lan Qi snorted again, "Prince Rong, you speak as if... um..."

Ye Xuehuan gagged his mouth again, and the tip of her tongue penetrated into his mouth like a punishment and scraped around, savoring the sweet juice of wild fruit left in his mouth, until he couldn't breathe unsteadily before letting go.Seeing Lan Qi's misty and wet eyes, he finally felt that he had won the game, and smiled proudly: "My little princess, with such a sweet mouth, don't swear."

Lan Qi kept his mouth shut and did not speak, and the tips of his ears flushed a little.Ye Xuehuan liked it, leaned up to peck it, and heard Lan Qi whispering, couldn't hold back for a moment, tightened his arms, and moved down a little bit along the side of his neck.

Lan Qi lost a lot of blood, and his body temperature never went up. It was warm and cool, exuding a sweet fragrance, and it was even more fragrant when wrapped in the cloak. Suck that pale and thin skin into pink.

The loose skirt could no longer block the gentle spring light, and a pink bud quietly bloomed on the chest, and was quickly picked; Lan Qi trembled sensitively, softly begging for mercy: "Rong Cai, don't... I'm cold... ..."

Only then did Ye Xuehuan come back to his senses, and secretly scolded himself as a beast, hurriedly straightened his clothes and wrapped him tightly with a cloak.

Lan Qi's left arm was still held in his hand, and when he got nervous just now, he pinched him with his fingers. Although he didn't use much force, he still felt it.

With a heartbeat, he lightly pinched his fingernails on Lan Qi's left thumb. Seeing that he shrank instinctively, he pinched the rest of his fingers one by one to make sure they were all feeling. Then he asked him to hold his hand and pinch it hard. tight.

Lan Qi frowned and screamed for pain with only two efforts, but Ye Xuehuan heaved a sigh of relief, "Finally, this arm is not useless."

After a pause, he smiled again: "It doesn't matter if it's useless. A princess doesn't just use her clothes to stretch out her hands to eat and her mouth to open her mouth. If my princess wants to, she doesn't have to touch the ground. I will hug you wherever I want, okay?" good?"

"Yeah." Lan Qi didn't seem to care about his arm, and he muttered in a sleepy, half-awake state, "I want to go home..."

"...Okay, I'll take you home."

Ye Xuehuan felt both sweet and bitter in his heart, gently stroked his cheek, and comforted him softly in his ear, "My dear, get well soon... we can go home now."