The cold young master's exquisite wife

Desolate dark night, barren shore.

The third son of Qin hugged Yan Wei'er tightly in his arms, took a breath, shook lightly and said, "Wei'er, Wei'er, wake up." He stroked her cold cheek, breathed out like a gossamer.

In the darkness where he couldn't reach his fingers, he adjusted his posture, but accidentally touched Yan Wei'er's head, and his hand was sticky. I fainted from the cold, not thinking that my head was injured and I bled a lot.

The third son of Qin was very anxious, his eyes had already adapted to the darkness, and the surroundings were deserted.He picked up Yan Wei'er, took Anu, and walked along the front of the boat, hoping to meet a farmer's house, and quickly changed Yan Wei'er's clothes.

In this cold winter, even martial arts practitioners may not be able to resist the biting cold, let alone a delicate woman like Yan Wei'er, who suffered a head injury.The third son of Qin strode forward, Yan Wei'er's breathing in his arms gradually weakened.

The third son of Qin has seen a lot of things in the world, but this time he was betrayed by his servants. He dared to harm him so blatantly.He wouldn't have escaped so hard, but because Yan Wei'er, who doesn't know martial arts, was by his side, he was extremely embarrassed at this moment.

He knew that there was a change in his family, and he knew that if Yan Wei'er was not sent to a doctor as soon as possible, the situation would be very dangerous.After sorting out his thoughts, his heart became quiet all of a sudden, and he ran forward faster with Yan Wei'er in his arms.

It was almost dawn when the third son of Qin faintly saw a farmhouse, a glimmer of hope rose in his heart, and he hurriedly knocked on the door with a hand.

After knocking for a long time, someone responded through the door with a very old voice: "Who is it?"

"Uncle, we were passing by. The boat sank into the river. Please open the door and let us go in and rest." The third son of Qin slapped Yan Wei'er on the face, her skin was icy cold.

After a while, there was a coughing sound from inside, and then the door opened, and an elderly man said, "Come in." With sleepy eyes, he put on a padded jacket indiscriminately, and let the two of them into the room, Anu He also hurriedly followed behind Third Young Master Qin.

The room is very simple, with a square table in the middle of the hall and a few stools around it.In the corner of the wall, there is also a simple small bed, which is obviously used for resting during the day.Furnishings are very old.

There was also an old woman in the room, who also got up in a padded jacket, was lighting the oil lamp, and stared at Yan Wei'er in the arms of Third Young Master Qin.

The third son of Qin thanked her, and according to the guidance of the old couple, put Yan Wei'er on the simple bed in the outhouse: "Can you borrow a piece of mother-in-law's clothes to change for my sister? She fell into the river and was too cold. "

His expression was very coy, and he had never been so embarrassed.

The gray-haired mother-in-law approached Yan Wei'er, carefully looked at Yan Wei'er's small face, and waved to the old man happily: "This little girl is so handsome, she looks very similar to our family's Ah Hua."

The third son of Qin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, what time was it, and he still wanted to see if he looked handsome, but he couldn't make a sound, so he could only stand aside and watch anxiously, at a loss for what to do.He is used to giving orders, but now that he is in such a state of desperation, how dare he dictate.

The old man hurried over to take a look, holding the oil lamp: "Hey, she really looks a bit like our Ah Hua." In his words, he obeyed the old woman: "She was injured on the head and bled a lot." Wrinkled Frowning, he brought the oil lamp closer and examined the wound carefully.

The old lady quickly turned around, went into the inner room, and took out two sets of clothes, a set of men's clothes, which obviously belonged to the old man, and a set of women's clothes, which belonged to the old woman. She said to the third son of Qin: "Take your sister Go into the room, and I'll help her change. You can put on whatever you want."

The third son of Qin burst into tears of gratitude, he quickly carried Yan Wei'er into another inner room, the room was actually the furnishings of his daughter's boudoir, although it was simple, it was clean and pleasant.He put Yan Wei'er flat, and quickly backed out, not caring about the suit of old people's clothes, he changed it immediately, his whole body felt much more comfortable, and gradually felt a little warmth.

After a while, the old lady took out Yan Weier's changed clothes, and took the clothes of Third Young Master Qin to the yard to dry.

The silver-haired old woman said to the old man, "Is she seriously injured?"

The old man shook his head and nodded again: "Stop the bleeding first." He went into the house to get the medicine.

The third son of Qin didn't expect the old man to know medical skills, so he was overjoyed: "Mother-in-law, thank you so much, my sister is finally saved." He let out a long breath, and a smile appeared on his frozen face.

"Don't be too happy, your sister's injury is serious, I'm just doing my best." The old man took some medicine into Yan Wei'er's room, he cleaned the wound first, then sprinkled some medicine powder, and then bandaged her head stand up.

Anu followed beside him, keeping calm, just staring at his master nervously, sitting firmly one meter away from the bed, the old man would stare at Anu a few times when he walked in and out, for fear that it would suddenly come up bite.

"Where did you sink the ship?" the old man asked casually.

"Hexin in front." Third Young Master Qin answered briefly, not wanting to describe the situation in too much detail.

The old man didn't ask any more questions, and just said: "You should watch over your sister first, she has a fever, which seems to be caused by the cold water in the river, wait until noon to check the situation, the most important thing now is that she must wake up, otherwise... ..." Shaking his head, he went out.

The old lady was still looking carefully at Yan Wei'er's delicate little face, like a lotus springing out of water: "I'll go and boil some hot water for this girl to drink."

The third son of Qin nodded gratefully to his mother-in-law, sat on the edge of the bed, gently tidied up the messy hair on her forehead, and put his hands on her forehead, which was cold just now, but now it is very hot.

It was the first time he stared at a woman so closely, a row of thin eyelashes cast a curved shadow on his face, his lips were pale, and his small face was pitiful.

The third son of Qin suddenly felt tenderness in his heart. He used to think that she was talented and regarded her as a confidant; later he regarded her as his younger sister, and when he saw someone was wronging her, he wanted to stand up and protect her.

Thinking of the time when she was in danger, she said: "Wei'er is really lucky in three lives to know brother." He only wanted to let him escape.

Facing Yan Wei'er at this time, the third son of Qin seems to be not only the friendship between his confidant or his sister, but also some kind of undercurrent of affection.

Like a stunning lotus blooming in the heart of a river on fire.

It has nothing to do with appearance, identity, or talent. It is a common experience. At the critical moment of life and death, they join hands with each other, hoping for each other's survival.

It was this kind of sentiment that lingered in the heart of Third Young Master Qin for a long time.He looks romantic on the outside, but on the inside he is a person who is extremely sensitive to feelings. He needs a deep affirmation before he will slowly surrender his sincerity.

This moment is precisely such a profound determination.The life experience of the woman on the bed is a mystery. It is not clear where she came from or where she is going.

But sometimes her words were innocent, and sometimes her expression was sad and sad. She always imitated Anu and called him "Brother Qin", and finally called him "Brother" willingly.I am always thinking about the other party, afraid of embarrassing the other party, being afraid of being inconvenient to the other party, and fearing that I will be a drag on others.

Some people get along for a lifetime, and they don't necessarily know much about it.

It was only ten days between them, but they experienced the test of life and death.On the verge of life and death, none of them abandoned the other, such a beautiful experience.