Chapter 50 Do you care about her?
Jie Chen's voice kept coming from behind Xiang Ying.
"Reiner your horse! Xiangying, stop chasing!"
Xiangying looked at the horses so close, how could he stop?
The supplies pulled by this horse were enough to feed ten people for at least three days.
Xiangying would never allow materials to be wasted under her nose.
She raised her whip faster, and when she was parallel to the brown-haired horse, Xiangying jumped over.
She thought she had grasped the reins, but the rain was too strong, and her palms became wet and slippery, and half of Xiangying's body suddenly fell against the horse's belly.
There was only one pair of legs, pedaling tightly.
If she were any weaker, she would surely fall and be dragged along by the horses.
Xie Chen saw it from behind and shouted loudly: "Hold on! Don't let go!"
He galloped after him, but Xiangying had already used inertia to swing herself back on the horse.
The dagger that appeared in her hand at an unknown moment cut off the rope around the horse's neck in one fell swoop.
The wooden cart overturned, allowing Xiang Ying to tighten the reins. The horse raised its hooves high, and the neighing sound accompanied by thunder shook the mountain.
When Xie Chen rushed over, Xiang Ying had already stopped the horse.
She was lifting the overturned wooden cart and moving the bags of white noodles back.
Two bags were spilled, which made her shake her head in distress.
"What a pity!"
Although she has plenty of space, she cherishes every possession.
People who have experienced the apocalypse know how valuable food is and don’t want to waste it at all.
Suddenly, a pair of powerful palms clamped down on her thin shoulders.
"If you want to die, just say so! If you dare to act without permission next time, get out of the team!"
Xiangying raised her phoenix eyes. In the pouring rain, Jie Chen was soaked all over. On the cold white mandible, the rain mixed with a faint scarlet color fell.
"Your wound is broken again." Xiangying wanted to take off his mask, but Jie Chen pushed him away with his backhand.
Jie Chen was fierce, turned his back, and tied the reins of the two horses together, as if he was afraid that she would run around again.
Xiangying didn't expect him to be so angry.
Do you care about her? It's impossible, they have no feelings.
"Don't be angry, I also want to keep the supplies."
"You are just a prisoner. You can't even save your own life. It's superfluous to care about this."
Xie Chen's words were too cold, and Xiang Ying was also a little angry: "Why don't you know what's good and what's good? Even if you don't say comforting words, you don't have to be so tit-for-tat. Besides, am I okay?"
Hearing this, Jie Chen turned his head and looked.
The thin eyes under the mask, soaked in blood, looked gloomy and cold.
"Have you ever thought that this is just a fluke? Do you think you can be so lucky every time? What will happen to your three children if you die? What will happen to your three children after becoming prisoners of subjugation and losing their mother who can protect them? Have you ever thought about them? ”
Xiangying was startled.
Xie Chen was angry because of the children.
If he wasn't sure that the child was his, he wouldn't care so much, right?
Xiangying is used to being alone, and has also carried out more difficult and dangerous tasks, so she is naturally brave.
The rain pounded on them, and there was silence between the two until Xiangying let out a long sigh with red lips.
"I know, I won't be so rash next time."
That's weird.
Let’s calm down the angry man in front of him first.
Jie Chen ignored her and tied the horses together. He wanted to take her back.
No one noticed that the wooden cart, which had lost the pull of the horses, was slowly sliding down due to the excessive weight of rice noodles it carried just after being righted by Xiang Ying.
When the wheel rolled slightly, Xiangying's trailing skirt got tangled in it.
Jie Chen fixed the horses, then turned back and stretched out his hand to Xiangying: "Come here, let's go."
Xiangying wiped the rain off her face: "You really don't need me to look at your eyes for you first?"
"No need." Xie Chen was particularly cold.
Just as Xiangying was about to put her hand on his palm, there was suddenly a huge pulling force behind her, dragging her down quickly.
"Hiss!" Xiangying groaned and hit her head on the ground. The pain was so painful that stars appeared in her eyes.
Jie Chen's eyes changed, and he quickly stepped forward to catch her, but the wooden cart dragged Xiang Ying down the steep hillside faster and faster, and he missed the opportunity. "Xiangying!" Without hesitation, he rushed forward and grabbed her hand, and the two of them were quickly dragged along the ground by a wooden cart.
Jie Chen took advantage of the terrain with his feet and hugged Xiang Ying directly.
At this time, Xiangying had been knocked to pieces by the rocks protruding from the ground, and her head was dizzy.
Jie Chen hugged her tightly, took out his long sword and cut off the hem of her skirt that was entangled in the wheel.
However, at this time, the two of them were taken down an extremely long slope.
Jie Chen protected Xiang Ying's head, and the two of them rolled and fell. Finally, Xiang Ying felt that their bodies were empty, and then they fell heavily into the water.
There was a crashing sound, and her vision went dark, and she was gradually knocked unconscious by the impact of the water flow.
I don’t know how much time passed.
Xiangying opened his heavy eyelids and suddenly felt a stinging pain in his head.
Damn, those few falls were really heavy. She wouldn't have a slight concussion, right?
There was a sound of crackling matches coming from the side.
She turned her empty and tired eyes and saw that they were in a cave. Jie Chen, with broad shoulders and thin waist, was shirtless, with his back to her, and was teasing the fire.
On the wooden shelf next to her, her clothes were hung on it and warmed by the fire.
Xiangying sat up and the clothes covering her body slipped off.
Jie Chen turned around when he heard the noise. He had a handsome and cold face without a mask, his sword-shaped eyebrows were dark at the temples, and his thin eyes were filled with coldness.
There was a flash of discomfort in his eyes, and he stepped forward to put the fallen clothes on Xiangying again.
"Get dressed."
Xiangying lowered her head and saw that most of her coat had been taken off and she was putting it on the shelf to warm herself over the fire. Only her tube top was left on her body.
She looked at the sky outside. It was still dark, but she didn't hear the sound of rain.
"Where did we fall?" Her voice was hoarse.
"I fell from the hillside and floated along the river for about an hour. I was probably far away from the team."
He didn't look anxious when he said this.
Xiangying didn't panic. She said, "The rain has stopped? Let's walk back now."
"Wait until daybreak before leaving. You won't be able to see clearly at night."
Xiangying saw that the injured part of his eyelids was slightly white, which was caused by blisters.
She was about to care about his injury, but she didn't expect him to hand over the water bag.
"Drink." He said concisely.
Xiangying hesitated: "Is this the only thing left on you? There is not much water left. Let us share it."
Xie Chen didn't waste any words: "I'm not thirsty."
Xiangying took it and sipped it slowly.
Then, the two fell into a long silence.
She leaned against the wall of the cave while he stirred the fire and rubbed his brow bones from time to time.
It should be that the injured eyelid hurt, but he definitely wouldn't let her see it.
Xiangying decided to find something to talk about.
"Why did you think of saving me? In fact, you probably hate me in your heart, right?"
Jie Chen's profile was stern, and his voice was equally ruthless: "I'm saving you because I don't want the child to lose his mother."
Xiangying cursed in his heart.
A simple man, you still don’t know if the child is yours!
In the original owner's memories, Jie Chen basically didn't leave much of an impression, probably because there were too many beautiful men imprisoned.
It’s so bad that it’s now difficult for Xiangying to recall what happened between them.
Seeing Jingchen raise her hand to rub her eyebrows again, Xiangying quietly closed her eyes and entered the space.
She wrapped a few clusters of herbs and wet the pouch with water. When she finally opened her eyes, the pouch was already in her palms.
Xiangying pretended to have just discovered it and was a little surprised: "Ah, we are so lucky. The medicine I prepared for you to treat eye injuries didn't drop."
Unexpectedly, Jie Chen looked over and frowned slightly.
He was silent for a moment and then asked: "I took off your clothes, why didn't I see the medicine bag?"
Xiangying's smile froze on her lips.
Damn it, forget about it.
(End of chapter)