After being beaten to death with random sticks: my brothers begged me to forgive me

Chapter 72 Misunderstanding
Jiang Muge hardly remembered how they escaped.

After hearing that the captain had searched for her from the rear, they all the way dodged the people from Yaoyue Temple and rushed back desperately, finally bumped into the captain, Chen Qing, Dai Xia and others who were ordered to look for her.

It turned out that after Jiang Muge and Han Zhenlian fell off the post road together with their horses, the nunnery master of Yaoyue Temple suddenly disappeared.They have been guarding on the cliff, asking people to put down the claw hooks, hook them up, let people climb down one by one along the way, install ropes, hang up large rattan baskets, hang people down one by one, and then search and rescue.

When Chen Qing saw her by the river, she cried: "Fortunately! His Royal Highness Yong said that even if you are a corpse, I will carry you to the paddock tomorrow."

The day of the Tubo assassin's operation is tomorrow.She knew that Ye Chenyue was anxious for this, so she couldn't help but smile.

Next to Han Zhenlian, the servants around Han Zhenlian were also very excited when they saw Han Zhenlian, and pulled him to ask questions.

He also sent people back to Beijing to announce the good news to the Han family couple.

Everyone changed to a new carriage and started on their way.

The matter of encountering a killer on the road has been notified to Sheng Ting since that day.The emperor was sympathetic and never condemned him.But after all, they were delayed for two days and had to get to the paddock as soon as possible.

When traveling at night, almost all the time should be spent sleeping.Jiang Muge was disturbed so much that he couldn't sleep.

When he heard the news outside the cave, Han Zhenlian seemed to be fine, but he was in a trance on the way and didn't like to talk.Occasionally, if I need to chat with someone, I just go to Jiang Muge to ask how the Lingxiao Medical Center is doing, if they need help, etc.

She was almost sleepy, but Han Zhenlian didn't seem to be sleepy at all, the more he chatted with her, the more energetic he became.

In the early morning, she barely fell asleep in the car.

Han Zhenlian has been sitting beside her.Leaning on her shoulder, she let out a slight breathing sound.

Both the wheels and her breathing triggered a steady rhythm, and the eyelids drooped repeatedly, but he kept looking at her for a long time without closing his eyes.

After a short rest, the carriage drove to the paddock.

The royal enclosure is very large, with 72 small enclosures according to the terrain changes.

Everywhere is lush and green, with luxuriant branches and leaves, and the spring is just right.

The shattered sunlight cast down along the gaps in the trees, but it still couldn't dispel her overwhelming drowsiness. As soon as she moved into the princess' tent, she fell asleep.

At the end of the day, Chen Qing still went to the imperial doctor's tent to boil the medicine, and she had to take it first before letting her fall asleep.

In a blur of consciousness, she seemed to have returned to the situation where she was crushed under someone in the suburbs until she was tortured to death, but when the screen changed, she returned to the Han Mansion.Pushed and shoved by the brothers of the Han family, they accused her of stealing the Shu brocade skirt.

A strange voice spoke loudly: "This is your irresistible destiny."

As soon as the picture turned, the bamboo hat was lifted up, revealing the young master's deep and indifferent eyes, which is still the only calm, mature, stern and unparalleled in memory.

She smiled at her for a long time, but opened her mouth and said sharply: "Don't say I am your master!"

In the end, it was Han Momo, looking at her with a cold smile under the moon, raised his hand, holding a scimitar like a crescent moon, and slashed at her. At the same time, a pair of big black hands were exposed behind his back, and together with Han Momo, he stabbed hard at her chest .

With a "stab", she suddenly opened her eyes, and the warm sunlight shone through the gap under the camp gate, it was still morning.

The brazier was burning hot, and when I touched my neck, I was sweating.

"Chen Qing?"

"Hey, princess!" Chen Qing opened the door curtain and walked in, "Are you awake?"

"What time is it?"

"Your time, today His Majesty hunted a white tiger, which is said to be a sign of great joy, and the bears, deer, hogs, etc. that he hunted, ordered the imperial chef to cook for most of the time, and there will be a picnic to celebrate at night. It is also time for you to prepare... ouch , what's wrong with you?"

Taking a closer look, Jiang Muge's complexion became even paler, his forehead was covered with sweat, and something was wrong at first glance.

But she said: "It's just a nightmare, nothing happened."

"Your fever hasn't subsided yet, I'll bring you some medicine. You're good to rest, and there's no hurry to go to the banquet." Chen Qing bowed his knees and bowed to leave without even giving him time to stop him.

She sat on the bed and laughed and scolded "reversed", but lay down and closed her eyes to rest.

After a while, the one who raised the curtain and walked in was not Chen Qing who was holding a medicine bowl, but Ye Chenyue.His footsteps were very light, and when he got close, Jiang Muge felt a gust of wind, and then opened his eyes.

On the Yaqing riding clothes, gold and silver embroidered threads are coiled with auspicious clouds, and the slightly exposed white collar moves slightly with the ups and downs of the chest, but it is still sharp and straight.Further up, he was facing the serious expression of the person who came up, pursing his thin lips.

In the past, when the two of them got along with each other, they always had a hippie smile on their faces. She was startled and was about to get up.

Ye Chenyue pressed her shoulders hard: "Lie back."

She didn't dare to resist, so she lay down and leaned against the pillow, and suddenly remembered to cover the quilt tightly: "Your Highness trespassed on my camp, and I am not afraid of being misunderstood."

"I'm not feeling well, I'm having nightmares, and I know that smell is particular."

[Besides, it’s better to misunderstand. 】

what?
"You have to be careful!" She said with a bitter face, "If someone sees a misunderstanding, it will be bad."

"What's wrong? Tell me, what would Ye Wenkang think if he caught me coming out of your tent?" Ye Chenyue suddenly raised the corners of her mouth, as if she was in a happy mood.

Jiang Muge was taken aback: "I probably want to rob you even more."

"It's exactly what I want."

The man on the opposite side raised the corners of his mouth and smiled meaninglessly, as if everything was within his expectations.

She breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to herself that she must have misunderstood just now.

"Why is Your Highness here?"

"I heard that you have a fever and are not in good spirits." At this time Chen Qing brought the medicine, and Ye Chenyue took it and fed it to her lips, "Chen Qing is afraid that you will give up tomorrow, so I asked the king to make sure." You won't make any mistakes in the middle, drink it quickly!"

She looked down at the bowl of boiling black concoction on her lips, and licked it with a wry smile.

It almost made her tongue blister.

Ye Chenyue frowned: "Does anyone drink medicine like this?"

Jiang Muge was angry: "Is there anyone who feeds medicine like this? Either you drink it for me, or you have to blow it with a spoon and then put it in your mouth."

[This is really the first time to do this job of serving people. 】

"Hmph, still want me to serve you? Drink it yourself."

Ye Chenyue resolutely stuffed the medicine bowl to her, watched her drink it in one gulp, and touched her forehead with her hand.

Jiang Muge didn't even have time to hide.

"It's still hot," he said tut-tsk, "it's a pity that you are still a doctor, and you came here on the road, and you actually got yourself sick for nothing."

She was so angry that she stretched out her hands and waved them, wishing to hit him hard on the back of the hand: "Did you ever say that about a patient?"

"This king is."

"Forget it," she rubbed her forehead, "I will take the medicine properly, please don't worry, Your Highness, go back and rest."

He was standing beside her bed, smelling sweat all over his body.

Smoked to death.

Jiang Muge hoped that he would go back to take a bath quickly.

Ye Chenyue shook her head, and said with a smile: "Is there anyone who sees off guests like this? I won't leave. The crown prince will come over later. I've got someone to cut the time, and I have to stay a little longer so that he can see me with his own eyes. It’s better to come out of the tent.”

(End of this chapter)