After being forced to marry as a substitute, I became famous in the limbo

The speed of the two of them going down the mountain was extremely fast, and they went down the road that was originally opened up, saving the time to find the way, which was considered fast.

Jiang Ning looked up at Lin Zheng beside him, his side face was tense, and there was no sadness or joy in his expression.

His wrist was around Jiang Ning's waist, and his movements were not light or heavy. The warm body temperature gave her a sense of security for no reason in the oncoming mountain wind.

Even so, there was still a bit of weird embarrassment in her heart.

This kind of embarrassment is not a sense of alienation caused by some things, but the discomfort of getting along with the opposite sex.

She even unconsciously recalled Mu Jingzhao's frowning face in her mind.

Obviously, she knew better than anyone else that she and Mu Jingzhao only had the name of husband and wife, not the reality of husband and wife, but she still vaguely felt uneasy in her heart because of her contact with the opposite sex.

Jiang Ning was stunned.

When did you have this feeling?
It was he who hugged himself to make him believe him, and he also said that the question asked by the proprietress was a husband and wife, or that it was the hug that made his ribs ache slightly after sending Pei Yu away, or earlier.

Jiang Ning couldn't figure it out, but subconsciously twisted his body.

Sensing her movement, Lin Zheng loosened his hands slightly.

Thoughts have entered a dead end, Jiang Ning no longer digs into the horns, carefully guarding the herbs in his arms, watching the vegetation around him fly by, connecting into a piece of verdant green.

Lin Zheng's toes kept touching the ground, and he jumped up again, and his movements continued to speed up with the slope of the hill.

The bushes around them receded gradually, and the flat shoal gradually appeared. The two of them flew to the junction of the forest and the shoal and stopped.

In front of the convoy not far away, Lu Feng led Deputy General Chen to stand in front of Shen Qingrong's carriage. When they saw the two people in a panic, Lu Feng and the others showed joy.

Turning his eyes to Jiang Ning, Lu Feng showed a little surprise, then turned his head to whisper a few words to Vice General Chen, and left in a hurry.

In front of the car, Doctor Zhang came out with a medicine box.

Lin Zheng supported her to stand firm, but he didn't let go of the hand on his waist immediately.

Jiang Ning turned to look at her, with a puzzled expression on his face, "Your Majesty has a leg injury, walk slowly."

She took a deep breath, barely suppressed the excitement in her heart, then patted Lin Zheng's hand, motioned for him to let go, and limped towards Doctor Zhang.

When he really walked alone, Jiang Ning finally realized that he might be hurt more than he imagined.

The wound on her knee stopped bleeding a long time ago, and the blood dried up on her knee, and every time she bent down, the wound was painful.

Seeing her like this, Imperial Physician Zhang stepped forward quickly, and stretched out his hand to support her.

"My lady, why are you in such a mess?"

She didn't answer, and with a smile on her face, she sent the whole big thistle hidden in her arms to Doctor Zhang.

The big thistle was preserved very well by her, with straight branches and some fresh soil on the rhizomes.

"This, should be able to stop the empress from bleeding, right?" Jiang Ning's voice was intermittent, as if it was extremely strenuous to pronounce each syllable.

Even so, she still smiled, her eyes full of anticipation.

With trembling hands, Imperial Physician Zhang took the herbal medicine in Jiang Ning's hand, looking hesitant to speak.

A strong uneasiness rose from Jiang Ning's heart. She looked in the direction of the carriage and said in a trembling voice, "It's already, is it too late?"

Physician Zhang bit his lips, and squeezed out a word with difficulty, "Yes..."

"The queen fainted again, but what's the problem?"

In the direction of the carriage, Mu Jingzhao's voice sounded a little abruptly.

The two followed the reputation, Doctor Zhang breathed a sigh of relief, stepped forward, and bowed to Mu Jingzhao, "If you go back to the emperor, your majesty is only in short-term shock caused by excessive blood loss, and there is nothing serious about it." I'm going to cook some blood-enriching decoction and give it to the empress, and I'll wake up in a short while."

Doctor Zhang finished his sentence, but Mu Jingzhao did not respond for a long time.

His eyes swept over Jiang Ning who was in a mess, and then fell on Lin Zheng who was standing not far behind her.

"Hmm." He hummed softly to Doctor Zhang, and walked to Jiang Ning in two steps, "How could this be?" He frowned, but sighed slightly when he saw the herb in Jiang Ning's hand.

He took the herb from Jiang Ning and handed it to Doctor Zhang.

Doctor Zhang took the herb, showing some confusion on his face, but he still didn't ask any questions, nodded slightly, took the herb and left.

"Is the queen all right?"

As soon as Mu Jingzhao grabbed her hand, her palm was cold, and there was some wet sweat faintly.

"I will take you to treat the wound first."

Jiang Ning seemed to have never heard of it, and limped towards Shen Qingrong's carriage, "I'll go and see her first."

"Be obedient." Mu Jingzhao's voice became a bit tough, "Follow me to deal with the wound. It's hot now, and if you don't deal with the infection, it will be troublesome."

Jiang Ning still didn't answer, stubbornly limped towards Shen Qingrong's carriage, "I'll go see the empress."

The two pulled each other, and neither was willing to compromise.

In the end, Mu Jingzhao lowered his head somewhat dejectedly, and said in a low voice, "Are you so unwilling to believe me?"

Following his words, Jiang Ning froze in place. She turned her head and looked at Mu Jingzhao. Her face was pale, her lips trembled slightly, but there was a weird smile on her face.

"Has the emperor done anything that I can believe?"

Mu Jingzhao's hand holding Jiang Ning hangs down weakly. He takes a deep breath, and there is no concealment of injury in his eyes.

"Are you blaming me?"

The smile on Jiang Ning's face was still stiff and weird, "Caomin has no right to blame the emperor."

Mu Jingzhao's whole body trembled violently. Jiang Ning's words instantly separated the two of them completely.

He didn't speak anymore, but his shoulders drooped a little tiredly, and his body trembled slightly.

Jiang Ning turned around, stopped talking, and walked towards Shen Qingrong's carriage. Just one step away, her body shook suddenly, and she almost fell down.

Just when she fell down, Zhe Liu stretched out his hand and helped Jiang Ning up dangerously.

"Your Majesty, why did you put yourself in such a mess, let's go back quickly, and this servant will rub the medicine on you immediately."

Following the power of the broken willow, Jiang Ning straightened his back and barely stood up straight.

"No, I'll go see the Empress first."

After saying a word, Zheliu didn't move at all, but looked at Mu Jingzhao behind her with some hesitation.

Jiang Ning broke free from Zheliu's support, and continued to limp towards the carriage.

Zhe Liu followed closely behind, and stretched out his hand to help her open Shen Qingrong's car curtain.