Dreaming back to the Qing Dynasty: Die Luo Chuchen

Chapter 697
"Ting Lu, is my injury serious?" My strength is obviously weak, and it seems that my energy is not enough.Ting Lu helped me wrap up the wound, pretended to be relaxed and smiled, and said casually: "It's okay, the skin is traumatized, and it will heal after a few days of treatment." I was a little relieved.

Yinti took a look at Ting Lu, his eyes filled with unspeakable worry.Ting Lu seemed to avoid Yinti's gaze on purpose, and looked at me with all her heart.Surrounded by his gentle eyes, I seemed to forget the pain and feel relieved.Chang An said in a deep voice: "Go down the mountain, you won't be injured much, you have to go down the mountain quickly to change your medicine."

Yinti stood up abruptly, and said involuntarily, "What are you waiting for, pack up and let's go down the mountain. The nearest garrison is three days away, so we have to hurry up."

Yinti immediately called several Qing soldiers and went into the house to pack his luggage.Everyone mobilized and busy loading the luggage into the carriage, seeing them busy in and out, while Ting Lu hugged me quietly beside her, holding my hand with her thick palm all the time.

Nalan Kuifang was about to put the child to sleep, his body was shaking from side to side like a cradle, and I smiled slightly when I saw that he was taking care of the child with all his heart. Don't look at Nalan Kuifang's many bad things, sometimes he is quite cute, and the key She can always stand up to protect women when she is in trouble.Now I finally understand why Ting Lu always likes to fight with Nalan Kuifang, but never really turns against him.I leaned against Ting Lu, my hair gradually became heavy, and I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

Waking up again was woken up by the cry of the child.I moved slightly and opened my eyes. The wound on my neck was burning like fire, as if half of my shoulder was so painful that I couldn't move.It was already late at night, and the team was moving fast. I lay on the carriage and gritted my teeth, enduring the shaking of the carriage. Because the carriage bumped all the way, my shoulders ached from the shock without stopping for a moment. I put my hand on my forehead, which was covered with cold sweat .

The child might be hungry, but Ting Lu was coaxing her softly.I gritted my teeth and sat up, leaned against the cushion at the back to breathe for a while, and said weakly, "Ting Lu, give it to me."

Ting Lu couldn't calm the child down, so she had to hand it over.Strange to say, as soon as he was in my arms, the baby stopped crying immediately, and stuck his head in my arms without moving. Seeing the baby's eagerness to eat, I smiled in relief.

(End of this chapter)