Marry another wife, the mistress of the marquisate will not serve you anymore

The hillside was steep and the two men tumbled all the way. Xiao Jingheng was scratched by branches and stones and blood flowed all the way.

Song Wanyin hugged him tightly, fearing that they would be separated again. With him in her heart, she became braver and stronger.

Finally, they rolled to the foot of the mountain and stopped in the mud.

The bean-sized raindrops hit her body painfully. Song Wanyin was soaked from inside to outside and could not help shivering.

Xiao Jingheng lay in the mud, gasping for breath. After a long while, he struggled to sit up and checked Song Wanyin's injuries.

"Junior sister, are you hurt? Please tell me if you feel any discomfort."

Song Wanyin saw that he had multiple wounds on his body, bleeding profusely and being severely washed by the rain. Tears instantly welled up in her eyes.

"Brother, I'm fine.

But you are seriously injured, we need to find a place to shelter from the rain and treat your injuries."

Xiao Jingheng nodded, looked around carefully, and secretly rejoiced:

"Luckily we just rolled down the hillside instead of falling off the cliff, otherwise we would have been smashed to pieces by now."

Song Wanyin then realized that they were sitting in the mud. The entire ground was soft and damp, like a soft mat, which alleviated the strong impact and saved their lives.

“It seems that we are not destined to die, and even God is helping us.

Without further delay, we should leave here to avoid encountering wild animals again."

She just stood up, but fell to her knees with a thud, and felt a piercing pain in her right ankle.

"hiss……"

Only then did I realize that I might have accidentally sprained my ankle when I fell down the hillside.

Xiao Jingheng ignored the pain in his body, stepped forward and carefully lifted her trouser legs, and found that her ankles were red and swollen, and swollen like steamed buns. He said distressedly:

"Junior sister, you said you were not injured.

Come on, get on my back and I'll get you out of here."

Song Wanyin thought that he was already injured and didn't want to cause him any more trouble, so she said stubbornly:

"Brother, I'm fine. I can walk on my own."

Xiao Jingheng carried her on his back without saying anything, limped to find a way out, and deduced:

“There must be some mountain people nearby, we can find a place to stay.

When the rain stops, we will try to get back to the capital tomorrow morning."

At this time, the heavy rain was still falling, forming a fine rain curtain in the air. The two people's clothes were heavy, as if they had been fished out of the water.

Song Wanyin lay on Xiao Jingheng's broad shoulders, feeling warm in her heart, with two lines of tears silently flowing from the corners of her eyes.

Now she owes her senior brother so much that she is afraid she will never be able to repay him in this lifetime.

Xiao Jingheng got lost several times due to the heavy rain, but fortunately he finally found a family living in the mountains safely.

He immediately went forward and knocked gently on the door. After a while, a kind old man holding an umbrella opened the door.

"Old man, we are lost. Can we stay here for one night?"

The old man was kind-hearted. Seeing that they were soaked and injured, he warmly invited them into the house.

"Come in quickly."

At this time, an old lady came out of the house. When she learned about their situation, she started to help them enthusiastically.

"I have cleaned up a room where you can sleep tonight.

It’s just that the conditions are not very good, I’m sorry to have to trouble you.”

Seeing that this old couple were the only ones in this family living together, Song Wanyin wanted to give them some money as compensation out of guilt, but she realized that she had left in such a hurry that she had forgotten to bring her wallet.

After thinking it over, she pulled out a jade hairpin from her hair and handed it to the old lady, saying gratefully:

"Auntie, this is a little gift from me, please accept it.

Please help us find some hemostatic powder, blood circulation and pain relief plasters, and white cloth, and boil a basin of hot water."

When the old lady saw that the jade bead hairpin was particularly valuable, she immediately waved her hand and said:

"No, no, no, this is too expensive, I can't accept it.

I will bring you what you want now."

After Song Wanyin argued with her for a while, the old lady couldn't persuade her anymore and had to accept the jade hairpin, and she worked even harder.

Soon, the old lady prepared everything she needed and said kindly:

"Here are two clean clothes I found. You two should change into them quickly to avoid catching a cold. If you need anything, just let me know."

Song Wanyin blushed, and was about to explain when she heard Xiao Jingheng say:

"Thank you, Auntie."

Inside the house, a candle flickered, illuminating the not-so-large space.

Listening to the sound of rain hitting the wooden window outside, a subtle sense of atmosphere fills the air.

Song Wanyin took a clean piece of clothing and nervously changed quickly behind a curtain.

She had never changed her clothes so boldly in front of a man before, but there was a reason for it and she didn't care about the etiquette.

Xiao Jingheng turned his back like a gentleman, not looking at anything inappropriate, and listened quietly to the pleasant sound of rain falling outside the window.

I still feel scared when I think about how I almost didn't see Song Wanyin, but fortunately I found her.

This feeling of lost and regained has continued to this day and it has been difficult to calm down for a long time.

After Song Wanyin changed her clothes, she walked out shyly, intending to treat Xiao Jingheng's wound first, but she saw him take a bottle of blood-activating and pain-relieving plaster, motioned for her to sit on the bed, then carefully lifted up her trouser legs and gently applied the plaster to her.

"Brother, I can do it myself. Your injuries are much more serious than mine."

Xiao Jingheng smeared some blood-activating and pain-relieving plaster on his palm, rubbed his hands together, and gently placed them on her swollen ankle, gently helping her to clear her muscles and bones.

"Don't move, or I'll hurt you."

Song Wanyin felt the warmth of his palm on her ankle. She didn't know if it was because she was shy or something, but her little face turned red.

A woman's feet should never be seen by men.

Once a man sees you, you must be responsible.

After applying the medicine, Xiao Jingheng couldn't help but cover his mouth and cough a few times. He was injured in this thrilling journey, and he had been carrying her on his back on foot for such a long time, and his physical strength was gradually exhausted.

But he remained silent and endured it silently, not wanting to make Song Wanyin worry.

Song Wanyin urged with a worried look on her face:

"Brother, take off your wet clothes quickly, don't catch a cold."

Xiao Jingheng thought that she still had to apply medicine to him, so he simply took off his wet brocade robe, revealing his perfect figure.

The seductive collarbone, strong pectoral muscles, eight-pack abdominal muscles, and obvious mermaid line, all shining white, make people dizzy.

It's like a fine work of art, a deadly temptation.

Song Wanyin was shocked, her big black eyes widened, and she quickly looked at his body from top to bottom.

In an instant, her cheeks became hot all the way to her ears, like a ripe persimmon that was about to ooze juice.

Is this all taken off so beautifully?

You really don't treat her as an outsider!