Chapter 1870
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"Don't hug me so hard if your injuries haven't healed." Luo Qingchen pursed her lips and gently rubbed against him. Her eyes were slightly red as she said, "I will also feel sorry for you, okay?"
"Mn." He softly replied, but his arms around her tightened.
Song Le half leaned against a tree stump. She narrowed her eyes and a faint smile appeared on her lips.
In the past, she didn't understand why she wasn't moved in the slightest when Chi Mo treated Little Chen so well.
Now she knew. It was because she was waiting, waiting for Nan Yisheng to appear.
"Your injuries …"
"It's fine."
"Who said so!" Luo Qingchen gently struggled. She raised her eyes to look at his still pale face and frowned. "Bandage it, otherwise it will get infected."
"Okay." He nodded. His gaze was still very reluctant to part with her. There was a faint light of doting in his eyes.
Although he knew she shouldn't have followed him here, he felt that he couldn't push her away when she stood in front of him with a long sword in her hand.
He couldn't do it …
He really, really couldn't do it …
A bright moon, a bonfire.
Luo Qingchen opened the medicine box and carefully applied medicine for Nan Yisheng.
She couldn't help but frown when she saw the dozens of wounds all over his body, some of which were still bleeding.
"You're seriously injured." She carefully applied alcohol to his wounds. She bit her lips and said in a choked voice, "Don't get injured in the future …"
"Don't worry." Nan Yisheng slightly raised his hand and touched her head. "It hurts a little."
"What is this? I've never seen it before. " Song Le looked at the cotton swab in Luo Qingchen's hand and asked, "I feel that Little Chen changed a lot after his trip to Nanzhao Kingdom."
"This thing is a bit complicated. It's hard to say at the moment. It's probably a good medicine." Luo Qingchen glanced at her and said, "Did he make things difficult for you when I wasn't around?"
"No." She sighed softly. "If he hadn't killed Chi Mo with his own hands, perhaps I would have said a few good words for him."
Actually, he could more or less feel Mu Hanche's longing for Little Chen because he would stay at her place for a long time every night when it snowed.
No one knew where he was going, and no one knew what he was thinking.
"It doesn't matter." Luo Qingchen shook her head and said, "We won't be coming back."
"Then where are we going?" Song Le's eyebrows relaxed slightly. "Is the Nanzhao Kingdom good?"
"Don't go back to Nanzhao." Nan Yisheng frowned slightly. His beautiful eyes dimmed as he looked at her. "It's too dangerous."
Luo Qingchen looked at his deep eyes. She wrapped his wound with gauze and asked, "Prince Nan's poison wasn't poisoned by Liang Ji ….."
She could feel his body freeze for a moment, followed by a deathly silence.
He didn't respond, nor did he say anything. He just stared at her blankly, his eyes flickering.
"It's you, isn't it?" She calmly raised her eyes. Her brows slightly furrowed, and there was a faint light in her eyes.
Actually, it would be a lie to say that she wasn't touched …
"What?" Song Le looked at Nan Yisheng in shock. Her eyes widened in disbelief as she said, "You ….. did this just to make Little Chen come back?"
"It's a pity that she's smarter and more stubborn than anyone else. No one can stop her from doing what she wants to do." Nan Yisheng's lips curled into a faint smile. He looked at her and said, "Since you know, then you shouldn't go back."
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