Chapter 58: For you

Jade flower owls don't run like fate, the trees around them are getting denser.
On several occasions, a tree branch was suddenly paid out of sight. Qi Yan's eyes quickly pressed the head of Nangong Jingnv, but she couldn't escape being caught by the tree branch.
Thanks to her growing up on horseback from a young age, although she hasn't been riding for years, it is rusty, but the experience and instinct flowing in her bones are indelible.
Nangong Jing's tears flew out of her eyes, and for the first time, she felt the taste of dying.
Qi Yan glanced back, and no more guards were pasted in the ears of Nangong Jingnv and said, "His Highness, can you trust me?"
Nangong Jingnv replied in a crying voice: "Um ..."
"Release the pedal."
"what?"
"Release the pedal."
Nangong Jingnv cried out: "No, this palace is afraid!"
Qi Yan hugged Nangong Jingnv's waist: "He is holding his Highness, loosen his pedals."
Nangong Jingvu halted her reins, closed her eyes and leaned on Qi Yan's chest, and lifted her feet from the pedals.
Qi Yan probed her feet into the pedals: "His Royal Highness loosen the reins and hug me."
"No, I don't dare! Whoops ... Father, save me! Qi Yan begged you not to let me loose, I'm afraid."
"hold me!"
Nangong Jingnv loosened the reins, hugged Qi Yan's arm, and leaned against Qi Yan's chest.
Qi Yan twirled the reins and wrapped it around his hands for two rounds, pressing down vigorously with all his strength, and holding his belly with his legs at the same time.
The reins were attached to the most vulnerable part of the horse and were torn by Qi Yan. The jade flower was extremely painful, and its hooves raised a pair of fores.
It's now!
Qi Yan loosened the reins to disengage the stables, and clasped the Nangong Jingnu firmly with both hands, leaning back with the power of the horse.
The prairie prince Qiyan Agula surrendered to a small jade flower is easy, but it is difficult for Wei Yan scholar Qi Yan to ascend to the sky.
Qi Yan only rode a horse twice in his life, plus an equestrian Nangong Jingnv, who was innocent in front of the violent jade pupa, which is impossible.
The trees here are already dense, and if you run down, you will not be hit by beasts, but they will be hit by branches that are detected from time to time.
Although it is risky to turn over the horse in this way, Qi Yan has dealt with the horse since she was a child: she knows the posture in which the horse hurts the least.
At this time, the speed of Yuhua's puppet was reduced to the lowest, and she turned back backwards by force. When the horse fell down, they would continue to run forward, avoiding the occurrence of secondary stamping.
Nangong Jingnv's petite figure, Qi Yan protects her with her body, should not hurt her.
In the scream of Nangong Jingnv, Qi Yan crossed her arms to Nangong Jingnv's chest, her chin rested on her shoulder, and used her shoulder to resist the impact of Nangong Jingnv's neck.
Qi Yan's posture, coupled with the weight of Nangong Jingnv, will hurt her very seriously.
But she was the one who held her arms tightly ...
Your Royal Highness, the courtier will surely protect your life to the end.
then……
"Uh!"
After falling to the ground, Qi Yan raised her head hard to avoid hitting her head.
Nangong Jingnv slammed heavily on Qi Yan's chest, her eyes were dark in pain, and the two of them pushed back a long distance before stopping.
Qi Yan gritted her teeth, clasped her arms, and fixed Nangong Jingnv on her chest.
Nangong Jingnu passed out in panic, Qi Yan turned her head and looked around. Paralyzed on the ground with wide open limbs.
There was a burning pain from behind, and his bones seemed to be scattered.
Qi Yan exhaled a lot, gasping heavily.
As she expected: Yuhua hoeed and ran towards the deep forest.
The sound of horseshoes gradually disappeared, and vertigo came.
Qi Yan bit her lip hard to keep herself awake, and she lay on the ground without knowing how long it took for her to recover her strength.
"His Royal Highness?"
Qi Yan guarded Nangong Jingnv over her body and placed Nangong Jingnv on the ground. Along the arc of the back of the head, press the other person's slender neck and pinch it: fine.
As long as the neck is not broken, Nangong Jingnv will not be injured in the previous position.
Qi Yan again explored the breath of the Jingnang Jingjing girl, completely relieved.
Lie again for a while, barely sitting upright on the ground, moving the neck and shoulders: no internal injuries.
Smeared to the back of the neck again, there should be a faint blood stain on the palm.
Hot back pain came, bruising was inevitable.
Qi Yan looked down at his hand. Two thin wounds were leaking at the tiger's mouth on the left hand. It should be the last one left when fighting with Yuhua ...
Sitting still for a while, Qi Yan slowly stood up, moving his hands and feet: there was a slight pain, without hurting his muscles.
Qi Yan sighed, so lucky.
She returned to the ground and watched Nangong Jingnou twitch her mouth.
Raised her hands to remove the dead branches and weeds in her hair, opened her sleeves and wiped her little cat-like cheeks with a clean lining.
Qi Yan raised his eyes and looked at the surrounding environment: the trees here are so thick that several people are hugging each other. The roots are covered with moss and the ground is covered with a thick layer of fallen leaves and dead branches. Thanks to them, they are not seriously injured.
There was a deep worries in Qi Yan's heart: could it be a coincidence?
How could Yuhua, known as Wenshun, suddenly go crazy? Is the horse eating poisonous weeds by accident, or does anyone want to harm Nangong Jingnu?
The sun had begun to turn west. Qi Yan inserted her fingers into the dead branches and explored, and she could clearly feel a damp cold.
Although the snow has melted this season, the ground is still cold.
She came to a tree, took off her blouse and laid it on the ground, and held up Nangong Jingnv and put it on her blouse.
Then I picked up some dry wood nearby, cut out the thick leaves until the surface was exposed, and set up a woodpile on it.
It takes some effort to find two people in such a large forest, and I feel sore and weak that I can't leave here with my nangong my back, and yelling will only attract fierce beasts.
Only a little bonfire picked up some damp dead leaves and burned them. I hope that the soldiers will find the smoke and the beasts are afraid of fire.
After setting up a woodpile for isolation, Qi Yan found that he had nothing to ignite, so he touched Nangong Jingnu's arms ...
Finger accidentally clicked on a raised softness, Qi Yan froze: subconsciously froze.
This suddenly reminded me: except for the world, women's chests were raised and soft.
I once saw when I bathed with my mother ...
Qi Yan cleared her throat, got up again and picked up a peeling old bark, and found a branch of exactly the same size. She sat back in front of the tree, rested against the trunk for a moment, and began to drill wood for fire ...
After changing a few branches in a row, I worked for almost half an hour, and finally got the tinder.
Qi Yan grabbed a handful of dead leaves and threw them on the bark. After the flames stabilized, he carefully held the bark and placed it under the woodpile.
There was a squeaking sound and the campfire lit.
Qi Yan leaned against the trunk tiredly. The pain from her back caused her to crack her mouth, and she lifted her sleeves to wipe off the sweat from her forehead.
Qi Yan picked up the fallen leaves beside him, grabbed a handful of damp leaves and threw them into the fire, and the thick smoke came out ...
"Cough cough cough." Nangong Jingnv coughed for a while, and slowly opened her eyes.
"His Highness is awake?"
Nangong Jingnu first took a nap: thought she was dead!
Qi Yan jumped off the horse holding herself!
"You actually ..." Ningong Jingnu's pupils shrank: Seeing Qi Yan leaning on a tree trunk, one inch below the eye socket of her left face, a bloodstain ran across her face.
The entire cheekbones were transected from the nose, the blood stains were dry, and the wound was a bit swollen.
"your face……"
Qi Yan raised her hand and touched it calmly, "Maybe it was accidentally hit by a branch."
Nangong Jingnv then realized that she didn't seem to be injured. On the contrary, Qi Yan: The clothes on messy hair were torn.
Recalling the last moment, Qi Yan protected herself in her arms ...
When he landed, he seemed to fall into a soft embrace.
Nangong Jingnv squatted beside Qi Yan, and after careful examination, she found that Qi Yan had two obvious tooth marks on her lower lips, and a wound on her chin, and her blood stains were also dry.
She couldn't help raising her hand and pierced the wound on Qi Yan's left face, but stopped shortly, and retracted the trembling fingertips: "Where is the injury? Show this palace?"
Qi Yan threw a handful of wet leaves into the fire and said softly: "His Royal Highness moves his hands and feet to see if there is any pain."
Tears flowed out of his eyes silently: "You gave my life to protect me in your arms, how could I be hurt?"
Qi Yan shook the corners of her mouth, raised her hand and wiped away the tears of Nangong Jingnv: "Your Highness is fine."
Tears grew more turbulent, stunning Nangong Jingnv's gaze: "Where have you hurt? Tell me ..."
Qi Yan stared at Nangong Jingnv, her eyes were like water.
When she resolutely used her body to bear the shock for Nangong Jingnv, she suddenly found that the hollow in her heart had been filled.
Faced with a pure young girl like Nangong Jingnv, no "evil person" can do evil with no movement.
She set fire to her palace by herself, and when it was on fire: she was thinking about the safety of the creator, but she did not forget to count her again.
Even though these guilts did not shake Qi Yan's determination for revenge, she couldn't face her conscience calmly.
That conscience that had died with Agurah ...
Although Qi Yan was hurt, her heart was more relaxed than ever.
She will recover the blood debt owed by the Nangong family to the prairie, but she does not want to owe her affection when she kills the Nangong static girl ...
"You speak, did you hurt yourself? Don't lie to me ..."
Nangong Jingnu cried sadly: "Sorry, this palace shouldn't be stubborn, in fact, I don't know how to ride horses ..."
"His Royal Highness."
Nangong Jingnv wept twice, with a thick nasal "um".
"The minister is a little cold."
"You wait, this palace goes to collect firewood."
Nangong Jingnv stood up with tears in her eyes, but Qi Yan held her corner of clothing: "His Royal Highness."
"Ok?"
"Can you hug the minister?"
"……it is good."
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I wish every little angel a Happy New Year, today is New Year's Eve, and I would like to thank you all for your continued support.
Thanks for the deep-water reward and bowing.
Thanks for reading.
I hope that in the new year, every little angel will be happy and happy.
Please Jun Mo laugh 19:25:16 on February 4, 2019, Yours sincerely.
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