The medical concubine never thinks of going out of the wall

Chapter 226 Become a Fish
"Then, we're stuck here together."

"You can rest for a while, and then take me to pretend to be flying."

"You're wrapped like a ball, even this king can't hold you in your arms."

Also, the winter quilt is too thick, and it is really hard to hold it.

But she can't throw the quilt away.

"Then you take me to find a place with tiles, anyway, they want to leave me here alone like this."

Qu Tiange glanced at the sky: "You are also afraid of it, it's really strange."

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Then follow, go forward and turn over the mound, there is a ruined temple."

"It's too cold, the ground is too tight, I can't walk."

"There are a lot of problems, look at you spoiled."

That's what he said, but he turned around and hugged her horizontally: "There is still some strength left, I will send you there, you stay in the ruined temple, this king will find someone to rescue you."

"No."

"Then let's freeze to death together." After he finished speaking, he rose into the air.

It didn't take long to turn over the top of the mountain, and there were fine beads of sweat on his head. Seeing the ruined temple, he seemed relieved: "Holding you, I will walk away for another mile." It's not moving."

"Tch, it's useless."

"You are too heavy, you still have the face to say that this king is heavy..."

He stopped talking suddenly, Tang Nineteen sneered: "Why did you half-say, when you held Bian Chen Yu, did you really feel that she had become as light as a fish?"

Qu Tiange frowned: "Don't make fun of her name."

Tang Shijiu felt cold in his heart: "Let me go, you can go to rescue the soldiers, I don't need you anymore."

Qu Tiange fell to the ground, Tang Nineteen broke away from his arms wrapped in a quilt, and stepped on the uneven muddy ground covered with stones into the ruined temple. Although the ruined temple was broken, there was still a heavy door.

Tang Nineteen pushed the door shut and blocked Qu Tiange from outside: "Hurry up and find someone to pick me up."

Qu Tiange took a look at the sky, and there was no time to delay.

Looking at the heavy door, he showed a bit of worry. Looking around, he found a pile of dry firewood and sent it to the door to pile it up: "There is dry firewood outside the door. I put flint, and you can make it yourself when you are cold." Fire for warmth."

Tang Nineteen snorted, "Yes."

Outside, a gust of wind blew up. Tang Nineteen looked through the crack of the door, only to see a figure in the sky, and he left.

Looking down at the pile of firewood from the crack of the door, it's cold, this kind of place with air leaks from all sides, relying on this quilt alone, she will probably freeze until Qu Tiange comes back.

He opened the door and pulled firewood in. There was no firewood, and the flint he left behind, Tang Nineteen, really didn't know how to use it. He didn't start a fire for a long time, but he became angry.

If this anger can be turned into something real, I am afraid that the ruined temple will be burnt through by now.

Unfortunately not.

So she was full of anger and cold, so she could only curl up in the corner of the wall wrapped in a quilt, watching the sky getting dark outside, and looking up at the severed Bodhisattva in the ruined temple, cold, hungry, helpless, and afraid.

Atheists belong to atheists. In such an environment, a few people can bear it with their small hearts.

The north wind was howling, the windows were crackling, Qu Tiange hadn't come back yet, Tang Nineteen's body was numb, the corner she was hiding in was called a corner, it really didn't work, it couldn't stop anything Wind, still facing the window.

Looking around, there was a stone table under the Buddha incense, which seemed to be hollowed out. Although it was a bit gloomy like a sarcophagus, she couldn't care less about it.

Wrapped in a quilt, I hid inside to block the wind, and there was still some hay inside, and my body gradually warmed up.

(End of this chapter)