Become a god in the world of Cthulhu

Chapter 174
There are kingfishers chirping outside the window, and the spring sun shines into the bamboo house through the window lattice, outlining a bright spot on the floor.

The bamboo house was filled with a faint fragrance of herbs, and the woman lying on the bed frowned and woke up leisurely.

There was a burning pain three inches to the right of her heart. She covered the wound with one hand, and sat up with the other hand. She unbuttoned her clothes and looked down. The wound had been wrapped with a pure white soft muslin.

She gathered the placket and buttoned it up again.

There was a strong aroma of herbs in her breath, she looked around the surrounding environment, there was an extraordinarily thick wooden shelf in the corner, and there were bottles and jars on it, and there was a simple wooden table in the middle of the room, with two A chair, that's all.

The woman's brows stretched out, and a happy smile appeared on her face, so she just said, she, Song Xiaofu, was very fateful, how could she die so easily.

But there seemed to be something wrong, and soon she realized the weirdness of the matter. She closed her eyes and recalled that at that time, she led an elite team of more than a dozen people, fell off the cliff after being hit by an arrow, and what happened after that?
At that time, under the siege of Wei Jun, the team he led had no power to resist, so how could she be allowed to escape.

The door was pushed open from the outside with a "squeak", Song Xiao collected his expression, and turned his gaze to the door.

The one who came in was a boy about seven or eight years old, holding a bowl of medicine in his hand. Seeing the woman sitting by the bed, he was a little surprised and said, "Are you awake?"

Before Song Xiao could respond, the little boy laughed again: "Just wake up, the girl is seriously injured, don't act rashly, I'll call the master right away."

After finishing speaking, the little boy put the medicine bowl on the table, turned his head and ran out in a hurry.

When he ran to the door, he thought of something again, turned around and said with a smile: "By the way, my name is Tiandong."

After all, he closed the door and went out.

Song Xiao heaved a sigh of relief, just now the boy named Tiandong was dressed in the standard clothes of Yan people.

Song Xiao supported the bedposts and got out of the bed. Although her movements were as careful as possible, the wound was inevitably involved, and she couldn't help but "hiss" in pain.

She walked slowly to the table and sat on the chair.

"Boom!" There was a soft knock on the door.

"Come in!" Song Xiao put down the medicine bowl and looked up at the person who came.

The door was pushed open from the outside, and a slender figure came in from the outside. The person who came was a young man with a straight posture, standing there like a green bamboo standing against the wind, so clear and so clear that people couldn't bear to desecrate it.

The people on Mo are like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.

This poem flashed across Song Xiao's mind, she shook her head, and then quickly came back to her senses.

Seeing Song Xiao sitting at the table, the young gentleman frowned slightly, as if he was a little worried and said: "The girl is seriously injured, it is not suitable to get out of bed at this time."

Song Xiao waved his hand and said, "It's okay, but you saved me if you dare to ask?"

The young man nodded, seeing that she didn't care about his instructions, his brows furrowed deeper, and just about to say something, he heard the woman ask.

"Who sent me here?"

"You were hit by an arrow and fell into a coma by the river. It was my son who passed by and rescued you and brought you back."

A crisp child's voice came from outside the door, it was the boy named Tian Dong just now.

Tian Dong came trotting all the way, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead and flushed face, he let out a long breath, then turned to Dr. Shen, and respectfully handed over his usual medicine box.

Song Xiao straightened her face, and was about to bow to the young master, but the wound was involved, so she had to cup her fists and say, "Thank you!"

Dr. Shen looked calm: "You don't need to be too polite, someone else would do the same thing.

Hearing this, Song Xiao clasped her fists and said with a hearty smile: "It seems that Dr. Shen not only has the benevolence of a doctor, but also is extraordinarily humble."

The woman glanced out the window, then looked at Dr. Shen nonchalantly and said, "By the way, I don't have time to introduce myself, Chen Xiao! Doctor Shen just call me by my name!"

"Shen Zhi!" The other party nodded slightly and replied concisely.

As soon as Shen Zhi took out a thin silk scarf from the medicine box, the woman raised her hand to stop her. The woman rolled up her sleeves, revealing a wrist that was obviously fairer than her hand: "Children of the Jianghu, don't pay attention to these hypocrisy. Doctor Shen will just diagnose and treat you directly." good."

Shen Zhi raised his head, facing the woman's smiling eyes.

The woman's lips became a little pale due to blood loss, but a pair of beautiful red phoenix eyes were clear and bright, meeting Shen Zhi's gaze: "Doctor Shen, is there something wrong?"

Shen Zhi came back to his senses, shook his head, but lowered his head when he hooked the woman's wrist, no one could clearly see his expression at this time.

Tiandong looked at Dr. Shen, and then at the woman across from him, only felt that something was weird, but couldn't put it into words, and scratched his head in some puzzlement.

After a while, Shen Zhi withdrew his hand and said: "The pulse condition has stabilized, but the wound is too deep, it hurts the tendons, and it is close to the vital points, so it needs to rest for a while."

As he spoke, he glanced at Song Xiao again, obviously knowing that the other party was not very persuasive, so he emphasized his tone: "If Miss Chen wants to recover her body, she should not use force again within half a year, otherwise she may lose her life. disease."

"Doctor Shen, come and have a look!" someone shouted outside the door.

Shen Zhi nodded towards Song Xiao, and hurried out. Tian Dong tidied up the medicine box, carried the medicine box and left right behind.

"My lord!" A figure flashed into the room from the window.

The person who came was a young man, dressed in sackcloth, with a burly figure and a resolute face, with the spirit of wandering around all the year round, knelt down on one knee, and said in a deep voice: "This subordinate is not good at doing things, and put the master in danger. Injure your body, please punish the Lord!"

"It's none of your business. You weren't in Jizhou at the time. Besides, you're on the battlefield, so there's no way you won't get hurt!"

Song Xiao leaned back on the chair with a relaxed expression, raised her hand and said, "Get up, Bai Jiang, I have something to ask you. I've been in a coma for a few days, where is the Yuanwei Army now?"

The man named Bai Jiang replied: "The lord has chased Timur to the edge of the cliff, and then shot an arrow and fell off the cliff. It has been seven days since now. General Xu searched around the mountain for five days but couldn't find it, so he had to stay." The next elite will continue to search around with him, and the Yuanwei army is already on the way back to the court under the leadership of General Chen Xiao, and according to the time, it should have reached the border of Qingzhou by now."

At the end, I added another sentence: "The place where the Lord is now is Jizhou!"

Song Xiao relaxed after hearing this: "If that's the case, then I don't have anything to do. I want to recuperate here. By the way, I'll walk around to see where it's from—oh, the local customs of Jizhou."

The woman randomly pulled out two pieces of paper from the table, swiped a brush and wrote a few lines, folded it casually, and handed it to Bai Jiang: "The upper one is passed on to the Holy Majesty, and the lower one is passed on to Ah Wu."

"Yes!" Bai Jiang took the order and left.

There are kingfishers chirping on the magnolia treetops outside the window, and the spring sunshine shines into the bamboo house through the window lattice, outlining a bright spot on the floor.

The bamboo house was filled with a faint fragrance of herbs, and the woman lying on the bed frowned and woke up leisurely.

There was a burning pain three inches to the right of her heart. She covered the wound with one hand, and sat up with the other hand. She unbuttoned her clothes and looked down. The wound had been wrapped with a pure white soft muslin.

She gathered the placket and buttoned it up again.

There was a strong aroma of herbs in her breath, she looked around the surrounding environment, there was an extraordinarily thick wooden shelf in the corner, and there were bottles and jars on it, and there was a simple wooden table in the middle of the room, with two A chair, that's all.

This is not like the legendary underworld!

The woman's brows stretched out, and a hearty smile appeared on her face. She just said, she, Song Xiaofu, was very lucky, how could she die so easily.

But there seemed to be something wrong, and soon she realized the weirdness of the matter. She closed her eyes and recalled that at that time, she led an elite team of more than a dozen people, fell off the cliff after being hit by an arrow, and what happened after that?
At that time, under the siege of Wei Jun, the team he led was only a dozen people, and he had no power to resist. Under such circumstances, how could she be allowed to escape.

The door was pushed open from the outside with a "squeak", Song Xiao collected his expression, and turned his gaze to the door.

The one who came in was a boy about seven or eight years old, holding a bowl of medicine in his hand. Seeing the woman sitting by the bed, he was a little surprised and said, "Are you awake?"

Before Song Xiao could respond, the little boy laughed again: "Just wake up, the girl is seriously injured, don't act rashly, I'll call the master right away."

After finishing speaking, the little boy put the medicine bowl on the table, turned his head and ran out in a hurry.

When he ran to the door, he thought of something again, turned around and said with a smile: "By the way, my name is Tiandong."

After all, he closed the door and went out.

Song Xiao heaved a sigh of relief, just now the boy named Tiandong was dressed in the standard clothes of Yan people.

Song Xiao frowned as to who was able to rescue her from the heavy siege of Wei Jun, and why did this person save her.

Forget it, since the little boy just went to call his master, she should be able to see the real master soon.

"Dong dong!" There were two soft knocks on the door.

coming!Song Xiao's eyes flickered slightly: "Come in!"

The door was pushed open from the outside, and a slender figure came in from the outside. The person who came was a young man with a straight posture, his face was like a green bamboo standing against the wind, it was so clear and clear that people couldn't bear to desecrate it.

The people on Mo are like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.

For some reason, this poem flashed across Song Xiao's mind, she shook her head, and then quickly came back to her senses.

This person was able to fish her out of the Wei army's encirclement, and his identity must not be simple. He can grasp the important military situation of the Wei state, and he wants to save her.

The woman lowered her head slightly, a cold light flashed in her phoenix eyes.

Seeing Song Xiao sitting at the table, the young gentleman frowned slightly, looking extremely worried, and said gently: "The girl is seriously injured, it is not appropriate to get out of bed at this time."

Song Xiao nodded slightly and said, "Thank you, it's okay!"

No one spoke, and the atmosphere in the room froze for a while.

Song Xiao smiled and looked into the other person's eyes: "Who is your Excellency? Why save me?"

The visitor bowed and saluted, and said in a gentle manner: "Little Wang Wei Jianglan!"

Even though he had roughly guessed the scope of the other party's identity, Song Xiao was still a little surprised when he heard this name.

Wei Jianglan, the third son of the Wei Emperor, titled Jin Wang, is known for his resourcefulness and looks like Pan An, but it's a pity that the power of his mother's family is low, otherwise he could have competed for the top spot.In the intelligence network she obtained, it is said that this person is a loyal lackey of the princelings.

If the information is true, Song Xiao really wants to laugh now, does Prince Liang know that his good brother saved the enemy's general on purpose?Wei Chuyan wanted to kill her even in his dreams.

The other party answered straightforwardly, and Song Xiao didn't want to go around in circles with him, so he cut to the chase and said, "Then why did you save me?"

The woman's lips became a little pale due to blood loss, but her pair of beautiful red phoenix eyes were clear and bright, meeting Wei Jianglan's gaze.

"Maybe it's because I can't bear to see a general like the princess die like this." The man's eyes looked open and sincere, without any impurities.

Song Xiao suddenly sneered, she let go of her strength and leaned on the back of the chair, with a somewhat lazy expression, looking at the man in front of her with interest: "Then what are you going to do now? Let me go? I really will I thought you were a spy planted by our Dayan in Liang Guo."

Wei Jianglan didn't seem to care about the teasing meaning in Song Xiao's words, and said slowly with a good temper: "The princess is right, and it is true that the princess can't be let go just like this, so at present, the princess can only be wronged and stay here for a while. It's day."

A gust of cold wind hit, and the window paper was blown by the wind "rustling".

The young man closed the window of the house, and at the same time blocked the scenery outside the window. He sighed slowly, as if he felt a little helpless: "Princess, I want to rest. It's cold in early spring, don't catch a cold!"

Song Xiao looked thoughtfully at the door that was gently closed from the outside, recalling the conversation between the two just now.

This person is so tolerant, it must be a big picture!
But at this time, she doesn't have to worry about her life. Since she has worked so hard to save her, she won't kill her casually. It's useless to worry about it. It's better to get a good night's sleep first, and to heal her injuries early is a serious matter!

In the next few days, Wei Jianglan didn't show up, but he ordered Tiandong to deliver medicine every day, and the supplements, medicinal food, and running water were usually delivered here.

Song Xiao accepted all orders with peace of mind, read books when she was free, sprinkled beans by the window to feed the birds, and basked in the sun in the yard when the weather was warmer, as if she didn't care how long she was going to be locked up. It seems like I plan to live here for a long time.

On the attic, Wei Jianglan stood by the window, and he could see all the actions of the woman in the yard. She was lying on the chaise longue that Tiandong helped her move to the yard when Tiandong came to deliver the medicine in the morning. Holding the book and reading it for a while, he seemed to be sleepy, so he yawned and simply put the book on his face and fell asleep.

It's very patient!

The man's eyes were filled with satisfaction. He was good at fighting and could be so calm. If he could cooperate with her, he would definitely get twice the result with half the effort. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

Just do it!

(End of this chapter)