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Chapter 321 Rainy Night Memories2023-08-13

  In a trance, Jiang Lingxi felt that she had left her body and was looking at the figure running in the mountains in a panic from the perspective of a bystander.

  She only had one straw raincoat, which was draped over her back.

  The man carrying her was trying his best to maintain his balance on the muddy mountain path, taking one step deep and one step shallow. His hair and clothes were completely wet by the rain.

  Since there were no free hands to wipe the rain off my face, some of the rain even flowed directly into my mouth.

  Jiang Lingxi never thought that one day she would see this man in such a miserable state.

  Finally, we arrived at the cave.

  It was getting darker, and the continuous heavy rain made the day seem like night. The cave in front of me was not even as tall as an adult, and I needed to bend over to enter.

  Once inside, I realized that the cave was even uglier. Not only did the ceiling get lower the further I went in, but the space was also pitifully small.

  Jiang Lingxi could tell at a glance that this place must have been carved out of the mountain wall by someone who wanted to take shelter from the rain or hide from something, and there was nothing they could do except curl up inside.

  The only consolation was that the thin layer of dead grass on the ground was relatively clean and dry.

  She was placed on the haystack and her straw raincoat was removed, revealing her relatively clean clothes underneath and an arrow wound on her left shoulder that had not yet been treated.

  The arrowhead was still there, and the blood flowing from the wound was black in color. The arrow was also smeared with poison.

  If it is not dealt with quickly, the poison will spread and the danger will be self-evident.

  "Your Majesty, I am sorry!"

  His outer robe was undone, and in this narrow cave, he could only hug each other to pull out the arrow from his shoulder.

  Jiang Lingxi's consciousness was suspended in mid-air, watching Shen Moqing hold her carefully in his arms, pulling out a dagger to first cut off the tail of the arrow, then going around and gritting his teeth to pull out the arrowhead and the half of the arrow body that was not on his shoulder.

  This whole set of movements was quick and steady, but Jiang Lingxi also saw another liquid on his face besides the rain.

  From the forehead to the tip of the nose, there were beads of sweat all over.

  It was not until she saw the man wipe the wound on her shoulder with a relatively clean cloth and then lean forward to suck the poisonous blood from the wound without hesitation that Jiang Lingxi subconsciously stepped forward to stop him. Her hand hit nothing and she realized that she could not change what was happening before her eyes.

  When the color of the blood flowing from the wound was finally not so scary, Jiang Lingxi looked at the black blood at the corner of Shen Moqing's mouth, who tilted his head and coughed lightly before he had time to wipe it off, and his heart rose to his throat.

  "cold!"

  After hearing himself mumbling indistinctly after his wound had just been treated, he instinctively stretched out his other uninjured hand to pull the heat source in front of him. Jiang Lingxi couldn't help but cover his eyes.