As If Married to a Sample Chapter 8

"The autumn air is crisp and the weather is so good. My brother won't just take his time to enjoy the scenery. Come back soon. Jun'er is so anxious to wait." '

"Haha..." Looking at the words on the small piece of paper at the tip of his finger, the corner of the man's mouth under the gauze hat evoked a somewhat pleasant smile, and there was a hint of pampering and helplessness in his eyes. This was already the first time today. He has five carrier pigeons. From the time he wrote home, telling him that he would return this year, the little girl's carrier pigeons kept coming every day, and the contents were all urging.

The white jade-like long fingers gently rubbed the homing pigeon's white little head, "Thank you for your hard work, little guy."

The pigeon seemed to be enjoying it, cooing a few times and closing its eyes lazily.

With a casual move, Jasper Murong picked a leaf from the roadside instead of a note, wrote the word "coming soon" on the leaf, put it into the bamboo pigeon tube, and released the pigeon.

It wasn't until he could no longer see the shadow of the homing pigeon that he laughed and shook his head. Then he shook the reins with both hands and shouted, "Drive!"

The maroon horse suddenly became excited, changed from pacing lazily, and started running quickly.

The white clothes are better than the snow, dancing in the breeze, and the clothes are fluttering, like an immortal coming to the world. Just looking at the figure is hard to take away, but they don't know what the appearance is like under the gauze hat.

Suddenly, the sound of several weapons clashing reached his ears, along with the smell of blood, which blew away the fresh smell of autumn leaves.

"Huh?" He frowned, pulled the reins, and looked at the dense forest in the distance. It was obvious that someone was fighting fiercely inside.

Go or wait? This is a problem. He doesn't want to cause trouble, but he doesn't want to waste time, but this is the only way to go.

However, just when he hesitated, a black shadow flew towards him, as fast as lightning. Just like a black panther full of power.

His eyes narrowed, the hand holding the sword tightened, and he raised it to prepare for action, but when the man approached him, he suddenly turned around and jumped in the other direction.

The sword shining with cold light stabbed straight at him with a cold sword energy. His eyes widened suddenly, and he realized what the man in black was doing. He was simply using him as a shield to delay the attack. Send it to the tip of the sword.

With a faint spark of anger in his heart, he snorted coldly, took off the sword in his hand, and flew away from the horse. He grasped the hilt of the sword that had not fallen in the air, and pulled it out. A cold light flashed across, and there was only a crisp sound. The swords that the two attacked had broken.

The two of them were startled, but before they could recover, the other half of the dagger that had broken in the air and had not yet fallen was shot towards them by a force, right at the center of the sword.

At this moment, Jasper Murong had returned to his horse steadily, with his sword already sheathed. He looked at the two people who were killed in an instant in surprise, with astonishment in his eyes. He knew it was the man in black who had moved his hands and feet, and he was about to turn around to look. , but felt that the horse under the seat seemed a little anxious, and then a hard body pressed up behind him.

He was shocked that this man was so fast, but he was so cunning and rude. He first used him to deal with those two guys, and now what did he want to do, "You..."

"Let's go." Before he could say anything, a low and magnetic voice came to his ears. It was very pleasant, but the coldness and tyranny in those words made Murong Qiu Feng angry.

But the man didn't give him any time to refuse. His strong arms immediately wrapped around him, held his hand holding the reins, waved the reins fiercely, and the horse galloped away into the dense forest.

The fast wind blew on his face, causing a slight sting. The gauze hat had long been hooked by the branches in the dense forest. At this moment, Jasper Murong really wanted to dismount the guy behind him with a sword, but he heard the whisper in his ears. From the breath coming, it was obvious that this guy was injured, and he was seriously injured.

The quick and moist breath blew into his ears, and even the side of his neck felt a little warm. He frowned unconsciously, and turned his head slightly to avoid it, but he didn't want him to turn his head to one side like this. It was buried into the crook of his neck.

He paused, turned his head, and listened to the suddenly slow breathing. It seemed that this guy was unconscious.

Pulling on the reins to slow down the horse, the pungent smell of blood suddenly surrounded the tip of his nose, making him frown even more tightly. However, it was not easy to leave him to live and die at this time.

Looking at the sky, I sighed in my heart. It seemed that I couldn't rush back today. Looking into the distance, I happened to see a village. I galloped towards it and found a decent inn.

"Boy, please prepare some hot water and food." After giving simple instructions, he entered the room and placed himself on the bed without any extra trouble.

When the waiter saw such a fairy-like young master leading an injured man, he did not dare to neglect and went to prepare cautiously. He thought that the two of them might be young masters from a big family and were being hunted. In a big family, these things are also rare. It's a common thing, not unusual, but that young master is really...

The waiter sighed in his heart. In his entire life, he has never seen such a handsome young man. It's a pity that he is not a woman, otherwise he would have many admirers.

Water was delivered quickly.

Jasper Murong was good at cleaning his hands, so he walked to the bed and glanced at the man. Although he was wearing half a black iron mask, he could see from the other side that he was a good-looking man. Unfortunately, Jasper Murong was not interested in this. He had no intention of taking off his mask, but just focused on the wound.

"That's all, just do one good deed every day."

The white robe on his body had been stained red, so he simply took it off, leaving only a plain white gown. He rolled up his silver sleeves, reached out and grabbed the man's collar, pulling hard. Suddenly, the sound of cloth tearing was heard, and the black brocade clothes were torn apart, revealing a bloody chest. A sword mark that was one inch deep and seven inches long spread almost from the chest to the shoulder.

He frowned, turned around, took a towel, mixed with hot water and some white wine, and gently wiped him clean.

Although his movements were very careful and gentle, the man still frowned, obviously in pain.

Jasper Murong sighed helplessly, thinking that this person didn't know whether it was good or bad. He didn't know whether it was right or wrong to save his life, but since it was in front of him, he couldn't ignore it.

After cleaning up the blood stains, he took out a small jade bottle, carefully poured out some medicinal powder, and then took out gauze to help him deal with it briefly. Fortunately, the Jianghu people always have these things ready, otherwise this wilderness town would not know what to do. Can't be found.

When it was done, it was already the time when the lights were on. I simply took a few bites of the cold food, frowned, and then stopped.

After not sleeping all night, this guy suddenly got a fever in the middle of the night, which made Jasper Murong stay up for half the night. Fortunately, he knew some medical skills, otherwise this guy would really have to resign himself to his fate.

Fortunately, this guy was in good physical condition. The fever came and went away quickly. It wasn't until dawn that he finally calmed down. He didn't leave either. He simply sat at the table, resting his head on his hands and squinting.