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Chapter 17

"You are so troublesome." It is useless to procrastinate if the situation is not good, and An Ningyu didn't care so much, and directly leaned forward to kiss Nalan Meng's lips. It felt very cold, as if eating iced lychees in the hot summer. Lips are softer and smoother than lychees, making people linger on.

Shocked by the sudden situation, Nalan Meng pushed An Ningyu away with her uninjured hand, looked at the person who fell on the ground and said angrily, "What do you want?"

"I don't have anesthesia powder, and you are afraid of pain. On the premise that I can't directly knock you out, I can only use this method to help you divert your attention. Look, it really works. At least you still have the strength to push me away." Get up from the ground and speak in peace, throw the bloody arrow taken out from Nalan Meng's back just now on the ground, quickly pick up a handkerchief to cover the bleeding wound, and put all the herbs washed in advance into his mouth chew.

Feeling that An Ningyu was approaching suddenly again, Nalan Meng didn't care about the pain at all, her attention seemed to be focused on the sudden kiss just now, she tried to comfort herself, "Then you can think of other ways, why do you have to use these three kisses?" An indiscriminate trick?" There is no doubt that the trick just now worked, and I almost didn't feel when An Ningyu helped her pull out the arrow. At that moment, my mind was in a state of emptiness. To be honest, I felt quite comfortable, and my body didn't seem to resist this touch.

Seeing that An Ningyu didn't answer, the unreasonable Nalan Meng said again, "Why didn't you answer? You were guilty and avoided it on purpose. Even if you save me, I won't forgive you."

An Ningyu, who was chewing herbs, couldn't care less about her, so he pulled Nalan Meng who was leaning on the boulder into his arms, quickly peeled off her blouse, and spit the herbs from his mouth onto the wound on his back shoulder to heal , and then wrapped Nalan Meng with the cloth strips torn from the clothes in advance, and the tube top embroidered with peony flowers avoided unnecessary embarrassment. Just a back.

Nalan Meng who had exhausted his strength by pushing away An Ningyu just now was unable to struggle, but fortunately, she bandaged the wound quickly and quickly, otherwise Nalan Meng would not have died of excessive blood loss in the end, but died of embarrassment.The medicinal herb had an immediate effect after being applied. Nalan Meng felt that the stinging wound felt cool, and the pain was not as painful as before.

An Ningyu straightened Nalan Meng who was leaning on her arms, deliberately ignored her cannibalistic eyes, picked up the blood-stained handkerchief, went to the stream to wash it, wringed out the water, and came back to help Nalan Meng After wiping his face, Nalan Meng began to wonder, is the person who is so gentle and delicate the same person as the cold-blooded and ruthless An Ningyu he knew before?But thinking of her rude behavior just now, she wanted to get mad again.

The cold stream wiped away the stains and exhaustion on her face. When she woke up, she carefully observed An Ningyu in front of her. She was right. The eyes, nose and mouth were the same. There were scratches, bruises on the forehead, and scratches on the backs and palms of the hands. They should have been injured when the two of them rolled down the hill. "You are injured."

"I can't die. I'm not like someone who cries for mother and father at the slightest pain." All along, Nalan Meng had always acted tough, but she never expected to be so afraid of pain.

"I didn't cry for my father and mother." In addition to her stubborn temper, Nalan Meng was also a bit stubborn. She was very afraid of pain since she was a child, and she would never know acupuncture if she could drink medicine.

The sky is getting darker and darker, and the night in the woods is much colder than in the city. Nalan Meng, who has lost too much blood, has a body temperature of ice.

An Ningyu knew that she was afraid, so she took off her coat and put it on her, "Don't worry, they should have found us missing, and they must be sending someone to look for us now."

"Can you sit next to me?" After this battle, Nalan Meng seems to have a better understanding of An Ningyu. She is not as ruthless and cold-blooded as the rumors outside. At least she thinks that An Ningyu has a gentle and kind side , "Talk to me, I'm afraid if I don't see you."

Nalan Meng, who has always been proud and never bowed her head, gave in for the first time. An Ningyu knew that she was really scared, so she groped for the position, and the physical contact was inevitable. Finally found a comfortable place to sit next to Nalan Meng. It was the first time in his life that he was so close to others, which made An Ningyu a little uncomfortable.

"At that time, you had many opportunities to abandon me, so why did you save me?" Whether it was when you were found robbed, when Nalan Meng was shot by an arrow on his horse, or when you rolled down the hillside, all the way to talk about peace There are many opportunities to escape alone, but unfortunately she didn't.

"You're right, why didn't I think of that?" An Ningyu originally wanted to teach the rebellious Nalan Meng a lesson, so she deliberately expressed a very regretful tone.

"You regret it?"

"Well, I really regret it." After finishing speaking, An Ningyu guessed that Nalan Meng would be furious like in the past, but the result was that he remained silent and frightened, "Hey, why didn't you talk?"

Even though Nalan Meng tried his best to suppress it, his body trembled a little, and then he started to choke. Even if he didn't need to close his eyes, it was already dark and he couldn't see his fingers, but An Ning's words could still outline Nalan Meng's aggrieved expression, "I'm just joking, Are you serious about it?"

"I...no...I don't...want to talk to you...you..." Nalan Meng couldn't finish a sentence coherently due to sobs.

"Pfft, you... stuttered." I don't know when it started, An Ningyu loved and hurt Nalan Meng very much, maybe she was hurt by her recently, and wanted to get it back with interest, "Don't cry, Nothing like you."

"You...you hate...you hate it." After speaking, Nalan Meng remained silent for a long time, and then re-opened after he adjusted his mood and stabilized, "Hey, are you asleep?"

"This time, this kind of place, not yet." An Ningyu, who was never at home but in the store, had never spent the night outside, let alone in the woods. No matter how tired she was, she couldn't fall asleep. The people who chased them didn't know Whether they will be found, and potential beasts are threatening the lives of the two of them.In fact, she is also afraid, but her character decides that she must be strong no matter what the situation is. Being weak will only make things worse, at least losing her rational judgment.

"Actually, you are not a bad person, why do you want everyone to be afraid of you." It seems that Nalan Meng was seriously hurt, otherwise how could she say something to praise An Ningyu, they are natural enemies.

"I saved you just by hand. You don't have to be too moved, let alone pretend to be familiar with me." As soon as she senses that someone is trying to approach her, An Ningyu will be very vigilant and signal the other person to stay away from her .Nalan Meng's sentimental words just now are a signal.

After getting along, Nalan Meng seems to have figured out An Ning Yu's temper. She often has a poisonous tongue but a good heart. "How can I shut myself up? Don't you have a heart-to-heart friend?"

"There used to be, but later I found out that I don't need it, so don't give me a sensational set." An understatement answer is not enough to cover up the sadness in An Ningyu's heart.

"What do you mean you don't need friends? Everyone needs friends." The more in-depth understanding made Nalan Meng feel that An Ningyu is like a bottomless pit, and there is a deep pit in his heart that cannot be filled, which is dark and painful.

"Except for me." The relaxed atmosphere seemed to turn serious when An Ning said a word of hatred, and the two stopped talking to each other.

It turned out that when she was young, An Ningyu was bearing undisclosed secrets alone, living entangled with the identity of Young Master An, and was on the verge of collapse under mental torture. A girl named Leng Xiaoman appeared. During those days Only then did Li Anning feel that she was no longer alone, and had a solid sense of existence, even if her mother was neglected, she could find a moment of warmth from Xiao Man.Until later, An Ningyu didn't want to deceive her. After telling her the secret, she felt more relaxed than ever. It made people think that she would disappear from the world the next day, disappearing from her sight.

After so many years, Leng Xiaoman's disappearance is still a mystery. I thought I had forgotten it, but I didn't expect Nalan Meng to inadvertently dig up trivial memories, "Did someone tell you not to meddle in your own business?"

"It's not my business, at least Mo Ni and Ye Fei's is not, and yours is the same." Although An Ning didn't mention it, Nalan Meng could feel that there must be a story hidden behind it, and there was not only indifference in the story The peaceful language, and there is a friend who once opened her heart.

"They have nothing to do with you. Why do you insist on standing up for them and doing something meaningless?" Up to now, An Ningyu still couldn't understand what Nalan Meng had done, except for sharpening the conflict between the two families. There is no benefit at all, and she is so keen on it.

"As you said, they are like prey that are slaughtered and powerless in the hunting ground. If the hunters are not greedy, they will not be frightened for the sake of shooting quickly. I just want to ask you for justice for them, so that they don't Feeling alone and helpless.”

"It's normal for hunters to hunt. You are undoubtedly breaking the rules by interfering in this way." What An Ningyu wanted to say was that the poor fate of Mo Ni and Ye Fei decided that they must accept the so-called injustice and live a life at the mercy of others. Like the life and death of prey in the forest is in the hands of the hunter.

"Who set up your so-called rules? Isn't it an insatiable hunter? Could it be that the weak are doomed to be suppressed and played with by others? This kind of system is not fair." Nalan Meng spoke righteously. Every sentence was sonorous and forceful, not like a seriously injured person at all, and the consciousness supporting her spirit made her feel fearless.

"If you survive today, don't mention it again after you go back. Don't forget how the Minister of Rites died." Even though it was a threatening tone, Nalan Meng still felt caring.

"Uncle Xue is my enlightenment teacher. The ruler is self-styled and narrow-minded, so he cannot tolerate the idea of ​​Datong proposed by Uncle Xue." The servant of the Ministry of Rites, Xue Huaili, deceived the public and spread bad ideas, and was pressed into death row. Being enslaved and exiled for three thousand miles, Nalan Meng has always been worried about not helping the Xue family, "Sincerely, you are not a bad person, thank you."