The medical concubine never thinks of going out of the wall

Chapter 229
After thinking about it, she was forced to run naked.

The savior appeared just when she was about to start streaking.

A horse came galloping, and she galloped away following the sound.

Whether it's a human or a ghost, she's going to give it a go.

"Help, help."

She shouted wildly, standing not far in front of the horse path, the dust kicked up and the cold wind hit her all over her head and face, almost choking her speechless.

"Help, help, cough cough, help."

The horse broke out not far from her, and kicked her to the ground in the dark night.

The pursuers were getting closer and closer, Tang Shijiu stepped forward and grabbed the rider's feet: "Hero, help me."

"nineteen?"

The voice was suspicious.

Tang Nineteen raised her head, the moonlight was hazy, but she could still see clearly, she almost cried, "Brother, help me."

Tang Rong, her own brother, dear brother, God, you are still reliable.

Tang Rong stretched out his hand to pull her, and she stretched out one hand, and the other tightly grabbed the quilt.

Tang Rong looked at her outstretched white arms, understood, and frowned deeply: "Where are your clothes?"

"Brother, don't ask, people are chasing you."

Tang Rong took a leisurely glance not far away, and suddenly there was a silver light under the moonlight. Before Tang Nineteen realized what was going on, he heard two muffled groans behind him: "Ah, ah!"

She turned her head, Tang Rong got off the horse and said, "Let's go."

"Man, what did you just do?"

"Meteor, just knocked out."

Tang Nineteen thought, is it really that?
"Follow."

Tang Rong got off his horse and walked ahead.

Tang Nineteen limped to keep up, relaxed and had some support, only to realize that his foot was really badly injured.

Following Tang Rong to a bush, they saw two people lying on the ground, not knowing whether they were dead or alive.

Almost out of an occupational disease, Tang Nineteen subconsciously squatted down to check the pulses of the two of them, and, as expected, they just fainted.

Tang Rong didn't talk much, he knelt down and started to undress the two of them.

Then threw it in front of Tang Nineteen, turned his back and walked on the path: "Change."

Clothes, Tang Nineteen did not feel so intimate at this moment.

Hurry up and change, the clothes are big enough to cover both of them, she looked down, whipped the whip in the bearded man's hand, spared a few turns to tie the clothes, and then fell in love with his boots.

The feet are stuffed in, the big ones are like punting boats, so they are good for keeping out the cold.

She changed everything, kicked the two bastards each, and limped out.

Tang Rong was waiting for her beside the horse, and Tang Nineteen's gratitude to him was like a torrential river, it is no exaggeration.

"Brother, thank you."

"Thank you, let's get on the horse."

Tang Nineteen got on his horse, and Tang Rong held her in his arms, but he didn't head towards the capital.

Tang Nineteen was not in a hurry to go back, it was better not to go back if he was disappointed.

Unless Qu Tiange fell into the pit halfway and went back to wash off three layers of skin, otherwise he would come back a hundred times.

He clearly knew that she was starving and cold, but he didn't come back to pick him up immediately. No matter what the reason was, Tang Jiujiu felt that he couldn't forgive her.

Feeling very depressed, she tried to talk to Tang Rong to ease her mood.

"Brother, where are you going?"

"Xishan Camp, I'm in a hurry. When we get to Xishan Camp, I'll send you back to Prince Qin's mansion."

"I'm not in a hurry, just to see what the battalion commander looks like?"

Tang Rong stopped talking.

Tang Nineteen felt that he was really a boring gourd.

(End of this chapter)