Sad song

When Chu Qiao woke up, the sky outside was dimly lit, perhaps because it snowed the night before.

Instinctively feeling that it was late, she lifted the quilt and sat up.Although it was a simple movement, the bones made a toothache crackling sound.

Frowning uncomfortably, Chu Qiao walked over to the table with a little vain footsteps, picked up the teapot and poured it vigorously.

The tea that had already cooled down flowed through her lungs, and the piercing coldness made her drowsy mind suddenly wake up.

It was only then that Chu Qiao realized that the sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance between her lips and teeth had already faded away, and the tip of her tongue was just a little bit bitter from drinking the soup, and the small hole left after the passionate kiss.

"It's not a dream,"

She stroked her upper lip, her tone was so flat that no emotion could be heard.

The sound of the door being pushed open was very soft, Chu Qiao followed the prestige keenly, and happened to collide with Young Master Ji who was standing outside the door.He was stunned for a moment, and then smiled a little embarrassedly, as if he was a little shy, "General Chu has already woken up, so let's tidy up first, and don't bother with the selection."

After speaking, he quickly closed the door and left in a hurry.

Chu Qiao looked at herself in the mirror suspiciously, and then realized that she was only wearing a jacket, obviously making the polite young master feel uncomfortable.

Go back to the bed and put on your clothes. After washing with cold water, loosen the hair that has already reached the shoulders, and use a wooden comb to comb the tangled ends of the hair little by little.

Chu Qiao's hair is thick and dense, even a simple bun would take more time than others.

She drooped her eyelids, seemingly absent-minded, and couldn't tie the dark blue hairband in her hand for a long time.So when the person who kept thinking about it in her mind walked into the room with the medicine in her hand, she simply stopped and looked at her steadily.

"What are you staring at me for?" Yuan Chun pursed his lips with a half-smile, and handed her the bowl in his hand, "Drink, we should go."

Her demeanor was very natural, and her tone was the same as before, as if everything that happened last night was just an extremely absurd dream.

After being silent for a while, Chu Qiao obediently took the bowl, raised her head and drank it down.

A few strands of untied blue silk fell down with this movement, and lay softly around her slender neck, looking a little messy.Yuan Chun silently picked up the comb behind her and straightened her uncombed hair.

Her slender fingers ran through the black hair, carefully pulling up the slightly short hair, and tied it with a hair tie to fix it.

Chu Qiao's face was calm, and she let her fiddle with it without moving.It's just that her deep gaze seemed to be fixed on the bronze mirror, staring at the woman behind her with drooping eyebrows and focused eyes.

She was fascinated by the fact that the empty porcelain bowl slipped from her fingers and hit the table with a moderate sound, breaking the quiet and gentleness of the room.

Yuan Chun raised his eyes, stroked the ends of his hair that had been straightened out with his fingertips, and leaned over to put the wooden comb back on the table.

"Okay," she put on Chu Qiao's tense shoulders, the strength was so light that she could barely feel it, "Go out, Mr. Ji is still waiting for us."

His fingers were clenched tightly, but after a while they seemed to loosen their strength.Chu Qiao finally stood up silently, avoided her and walked out the door.

Yuan Chun looked at the back, and all the words he didn't say turned into a sigh.

After the two tacitly put the matter aside, the group left Hengyang City smoothly.

In the next few days, the three of them traveled day and night, eating and sleeping in the open, and the distance from Kyoto was getting closer and closer.

But at this critical juncture, something went wrong with Chu Qiao's body.Perhaps the cold from the infection has not recovered, and with the hard work of traveling these past few days, she began to cough uncontrollably.

It was fine at first, but she endured it with astonishing willpower just a few times from time to time.But when it became more serious, she couldn't even close her eyes all night, and she had to use all her mind to forcefully suppress her from being discovered by those traveling with her.

So this day, after setting up a fire in the forest as usual, Chu Qiao found an excuse to leave when a familiar itch rose in her throat, and arched her back, which was always straight, with her back to the two of them.After a series of almost heart-piercing coughs, a stream of bright red liquid sprayed on the silk handkerchief covering her nose and mouth, which was extremely shocking.

Chu Qiao wiped off the blood stained on the corner of her lips, looked at it numbly, and then quietly folded the silk handkerchief and put it away.

Returning to the fire as if nothing had happened, Yuan Chun was turning over the roasted rabbit meat on the fire, while Young Master Ji was staring at her, not even noticing her.

She secretly breathed a sigh of relief, took a few steps forward, walked to the fire and sat down, crossing her arms and counting the days left for the trip.

"Chu Qiao...Chu Qiao?"

Yuan Chun yelled twice before Chu Qiao came to her senses from the emptiness of her thoughts, and raised her head to look at her in a panic, "What's wrong?"

"I just wanted to let you see if it's done, but it doesn't seem to be necessary," Yuan Chun frowned, and handed the branch with rabbit meat to Ji Xuanwen next to him, walked up to her and held out his hand to her, "I think you might Want to talk to me."

The palm in front of her was white and pampered, and it was warmed by the light of the flames, shining like jade, slender and slender.

"No, I have nothing to say."

Chu Qiao avoided her indifferently, and rejected her mercilessly.

Ji Xuanwen obviously felt that the atmosphere was not right, and he retreated from the two of them wisely, so as to avoid becoming a fish in the pool in this silent battle.

"what happened to you?"

Seeing him leave, Yuan Chun didn't hide anymore, and asked straightforwardly.

"It's nothing, probably because I feel that we are going to part ways soon, and I am too happy."

Chu Qiao sneered, after several days of mental and physical torture, the first words she uttered were completely different from those in the past.

"Very good." Seeing her like this, the eagerness in Yuan Chun's eyes instantly cooled down, and the silence became a deadly coldness. "When we arrive in the capital, we will never owe each other from now on."

"Best."

Chu Qiao's expression was one of patient indifference, those dark eyes suppressed all ambiguous emotions, and were hidden in the deep shadow, so that the people opposite could not see clearly.

She has never talked about love, even with Yan Xun.

And the former princess, because of a wishful relationship, no longer wanted to break her pride, and exchanged for the illusory "I am happy with you".

There seemed to be a huge gap lying in front of the two of them, and Chu Qiao was the first to lose the battle as they stared at each other silently.

She pressed her chest, a suppressed cough filled her chest, accompanied by bursts of fishy sweetness welling up in her throat.She frowned and swallowed forcefully.

Yuan Chun's face turned pale in an instant, and she hurried over to hold Chu Qiao, but she pushed her away and staggered a few steps forward.

Just as she was about to speak, she found a cold light nailed to the place where she had just stood.

The enemy is coming.

"Come on!"

Barely squeezing out a broken sound from her throat, Chu Qiao wiped away the scarlet blood overflowing from her lips, grabbed Yuan Chun's wrist and hid behind a tree, breathing with difficulty.

Hearing Chu Qiao's call, Ji Xuanwen quickly untied the horses from the reins, beckoned them to get on the horses, and galloped away into the depths of the woods.