My Queen, you are naughty again

At the top of the cliff, Wang Qing knelt beside them, frowned tightly, turned to look at them, and quickly said in a deep voice: "what can I do!"

Wang Hao clenched the long knife in his hand. The night wind blew up the corner of his clothes hanging at his feet, and he could see the blood on it.

"There are still cliffs below. According to their skills, there should be no big problem. However, go and tell master Chunyi and send someone to look in the mountain." Wang Hao turned to Murong Yu.

When he was free, he liked to run around in the mountain, and almost all the strange terrain in the mountain can be printed in his mind. But now it's late at night, and they both fell from this place, so they have more worries.

After that, Murong Yu nodded, glanced at the cliff below, and said in a deep voice, "let's go."

Then they left the back mountain and went to master Chunyi's house.

On the path of Qingshiban, there is a burning candle lamp next to it. Wang Qing is in a hurry. She is even more worried about Chu Li and they are afraid of something. Moreover, one of them is king Rui, the emperor's favorite prince. If something happens, I'm afraid they will not be able to eat and walk around.

The stars shrouded the sky, and the bonfire in the cave was burning. They didn't feel cold at all. The fire reflected their shadow and hit the shadow on the stone opposite.

The sound of dripping water came from the cliff above his head. Chu Li looked up and turned to murongrui, who was closing his eyes and recuperating, and said, "this is the mountain spring above our head. It's easy for us to find the way tomorrow morning. Just go up. There must be a way where there is a mountain spring."

"HMM." Murong Rui nodded, just a simple um, and didn't say anything more.

Chu Li looked at him and didn't even open his eyes. He didn't look at himself. He snorted in his heart, put his hands in front of his knees, pulled the robe on his body, and looked at the beating Mars.

There was silence around, and even the rustle of leaves outside could not be heard. After tossing in the middle of the night, Chu Li finally calmed down. Chu Li was lying on his knees, and what had just happened was still in his mind.

From time to time, he turned his head to Mo Rongrui, and finally his eyes fell on his injured arm. The cloth just tied up has been completely soaked with blood and can't see its original appearance.

Chu Li shook his head and sighed. He got up again and walked outside the hole.

But as soon as he took two steps, Murong Rui's low voice came behind him.

"Where are you going?"

Looking back, the fire reflected Mo Rongrui's hard face, and his black eyes seemed brighter. He looked at Chu Li and asked.

Chu Li picked his eyebrows, his eyes fell on his injured arm, and said softly, "find some clean water and herbs. The wound will be inflamed if it is not treated."

Before he finished, he saw that Mo Rongrui also got up and strode towards her. The figure standing up blocked the fire behind him, making Chu Li's vision dim.

"No, we'll go up early tomorrow morning. It doesn't matter. Come back and have a rest." Murong Rui looked down at Chu Li who was about to come out, grabbed her arm with a big hand and took her back.

"Why not? Your wound is bleeding so much, and the branches are still full of bacteria. You can infect it in half a night. It's too late to think about it!" Chu Li looked at his side reaction. Dai Mei frowned and involuntarily raised his tone. He shook his hand and broke away from his big hand and continued to go out towards the cave.

Chu Li took two steps, looked back at him, worried that he would stop himself again, glanced and scolded: "wait here, I'll be back in a minute!"

Then he picked up a branch on the ground, wrapped some clothes and cloth on it, lit it on the fire, made it into a torch, and held it out of the cave.

Out of the cave, he felt a trace of night wind coming out through his sleeves, which made Chu Li shiver uncontrollably.

Looking up, he stepped over the branches of trees on the ground and walked along a path inside. The sound of running water was getting closer and closer, as if he could see when he looked up. Chu Li raised his torch and saw the terrain above by the light.

There are only two or three raised stones on the steep cliff, with some weeds growing between the gaps, and a small white flower blooming alone beside the cliff.

"The road is above. It's hard to get up!" Chu Li shrugged helplessly, looked up at the cliff and said to himself.

A small spring water from the cliff wetted his shoes. Chu Li sighed and threw the piece he had just pulled down into the spring water between the stones. He squatted down to come, holding a torch in one hand and rubbing a cloth in the other.

The spring water in the mountain was cold. After a while, I felt cold. Although there are thousands of trees in the mountain, there is nothing that can stop bleeding. The only thing that can be used is the only mountain spring.

After wetting two pieces of cloth, Chu Li hurried back to the cave, looked at Mo Rongrui sitting there, pursed his mouth and strode over.

After inserting the torch in his hand into the fire, he conveniently pulled the injured arm of Mo Rongrui.

"I can't find any herb that can stop bleeding, only some water. I'll clean it for you." he sat next to him, bowed his head and carefully wiped the blood dried on the wound.

The red fire light hit Chu Li's small face, which was as big as her palm, like the eyelashes of butterfly wings flashing, and a pair of smart eyes stared at Mo Rongrui's arm.

There was no sound around. There was only a shallow breathing sound echoing around his ears. Chu Li carefully wiped the dried blood next to the wound with a water soaked cloth. When he saw the place next to it, he blew gently.

In a moment, murongrui raised his hand and grabbed Chu Li's slender wrist, and the Adam's apple obviously moved.

"What are you doing?" Chu Li, who was grabbed by his wrist, was stunned and looked up at Mo Rongrui.

The candlelight shook and hit them, and their clear faces were outlined more clearly. The next moment, Mo Rongrui raised his hand to hold Chu Li's chin, raised his hand and pulled her into his arms.

"Oh." Chu Li's eyebrows were a cluster, and his white face suddenly flushed. He still held the cloth soaked in water in his hand. He didn't know where to put it, for fear that the water would drop on murongrui's body again.

The air was slightly filled with an awkward atmosphere, and the beating fire crackled and burst into my ears with the sound of my heart beating.

The next second, before Chu Li dodged, a current filled his body from the soft corners of his lips. The faint smell of sandalwood was vaguely mixed with blood. A pair of big hands reached his waist, and their body temperature gradually blended together, as if everything around him was still and not flowing.