disguised holy monk

Afterwards, for some unknown reason, Wan Yan fell silent.Xuan Qing didn't speak any more, and only concentrated on finding herbs.

The two searched for a long time, and according to the prescription for treating the plague, Xuanqing was short of the last medicine—Prunella vulgaris.

Prunella vulgaris has always grown in ditch wetlands or wet grass, but the grassland has little rainfall, so it is really hard to find for a while.

Wanyan Banqin looked at the forest not far away, and said, "There are many wetlands in the mountain peaks and ravines, let's go there to find..."

She spoke and walked forward first, Xuan Qing nodded and followed behind her.

It's just that Wanyan Banqun's footsteps stopped suddenly, she felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, and then a sense of powerlessness came over her, and her figure couldn't help shaking.

Xuan Qing watched from behind and hurriedly raised his hand to support her, "Your Highness, what's wrong with you?"

Wanyan Banqin frowned slightly, with a bad premonition in her heart, she slightly pushed Xuanqing away, stepped back and said in a low voice: "I feel a little uncomfortable, master stay away from me..."

Xuan Qing was taken aback for a moment, and looked at her face——isn't it?Is this infected?

Xuan Qing looked at the sky, and there was no time to waste. He slightly comforted him: "The poor monks have taken care of the seriously ill people. Your Highness's symptoms are nothing. Let's go, let's go back after finding the herbs..."

Fortunately, Wanyan Banqun just felt chest tightness and felt powerless for a moment, but now she recovered a little bit of strength, nodded and went up the mountain together with Xuanqing.

They searched for it in a cool and humid place, photographed countless places, and finally saw it at the entrance of a cliff.

There is a platform under the cliff cave, and the protruding rocks on it block the sun. Some water sources are accumulated in the cliff cave, and a clump of Prunella vulgaris really grows on the wet soil.

It's just that they are just opposite the cliff cave, and it's a bit difficult to get there.

Xuan Qing measured the distance with his eyes and prepared to climb down the cliff.

Wanyan half-quilted thinking that his arm had just healed, and that he often vomited blood from internal injuries some time ago, and she could do it with a single leap at such a short distance, so she couldn't help but stop him, "Let me go."

"Wait..." Xuanqing was trying to stop her. It is not advisable to use internal force after infection, so as not to cause shortness of breath and chest tightness caused by the surge of qi and blood, and the limbs will be tired and weak after the brain is congested.

But Wanyan Banqian had already tapped his toes, turned and flew up, and nimbly clung to the opposite rock wall, and then stretched out his hand and picked all the clump of Prunella vulgaris.

"Your Highness, come back quickly!"

Xuanqing's face was worried, Wanyan was half-quilted and just about to leap back onto the rock with all his strength, but in the next instant, he felt his eyes go dark, his hands that were holding on to the rock went limp, and he fell straight down, onto the two cliffs in the ditch between.

"Your Highness!"

Xuan Qing cried out eagerly, ignoring his surroundings, he also climbed the rock wall and fell all the way down, his palms were scratched.

Fortunately, there is a protruding rock under here, otherwise, I don't know if Wanyan Banqin will be saved if he falls directly.

It's just that he had just landed, and Wanyan's half-covered and somewhat hoarse voice urgently said: "Don't come over."

She was weak all over, and almost fell to the ground, her limbs almost fell apart. At this moment, she still tried her best to support her body, and her hands eagerly reached for her mask on the ground.

It turned out that when it fell, the mask also fell off.

At this time, she turned her face slightly to the side and lowered her eyes, her black hair fell down to cover her face.

It's just that you can still see through the gaps in the movements. Half of her face has smooth curves and exquisite features. Although her skin is not as fair and smooth as Yue Jingran, it has a healthy luster; while the other half of her face has a small A red birthmark the size of a fingernail, and the skin around the birthmark is wrinkled and ferocious like dead bark, making the face ugly and terrifying at first glance.

That should be scalding.

Xuanqing's heart shrank, Wanyan half-quilted was always calm and calm... Xuanqing had never seen such a flustered appearance, it was enough to see how deep the psychological shadow this scar left on her.

Xuan Qing silently stepped forward to help her pick up the mask and handed it to her, there was no surprise on his face, and he didn't ask anything.

Wanyan's half-quilted tentacles touched the mask handed over by the other party and she couldn't help but pause, her eyes touched Xuanqing's wound, she clenched her fists and laughed at herself, "You don't want to ask something? A grassland princess has such an ugly face. scar?"

"Is it ugly?" Xuanqing murmured, sighed, looking at Wanyan's half-covered eyes with gentle light, "What is ugly, and what is beauty? If beauty is only defined by appearance, it is only The short-lived life is just used to blind the eyes of the world. In the eyes of the poor monk, the real beauty lies in having good intentions, doing good deeds, and a pure and benevolent heart."

Wanyan half-quilted was shocked when she heard the words, she slowly raised her face, no longer concealing the scars on her face, the deep black eyes were filled with surging black mist.

Her mother was just a prairie dancer, and she was born with a birthmark on her face, so she didn't even have the value to win over other tribes with her beautiful face in the future, so she was not loved by the king of Northern Xinjiang.

Before Wanyan Fusheng was born, she was the target of bullying by her three older brothers and two younger sisters.And the scars on his face were left after being teased by the third prince when he was a child and accidentally scalded with boiling water.But the other party was only fined and confinement for a few days.

Since then, she has understood that only absolute rights can protect herself.

She practiced hard and was proficient in everything on horseback riding and archery, even better than others.

But she knelt by Wanyan Lie's side for a day and a night, but she couldn't resist the other people's pillow talk.In order to see her jokes, she got the chance to accompany her to the battlefield.

It was the third prince who led the army that time.

In this battle, the third prince died, and it was also this battle that made Wanyan Banqin famous in one fell swoop.

She had done meritorious service, and Wanyanlie pointed out a marriage for her.

After all, no matter how unlovable she is, she is also a prairie princess.But the other party was scared away by her wrinkled half face.

She said she didn't care, but put on a mask and never took it off again.

And with her outstanding military achievements, marrying her is equivalent to having an army that has always been invincible, so it's not like no one has come to marry her again.

It's just that she said that her other half is not allowed to have other women except her.

Only this one, no one would dare to come.

She wants the supreme power, but she is a daughter after all, and many things are not conducive to doing.

And Wanyan Fusheng, who was also bullied, became her best knife.

As for the person in front of her... The person who refreshed her cognition time and time again, and gave her new hope in a desperate situation.

"I was wondering just now, would you show that look like those people..." Wanyan murmured and looked at Xuanqing for a long while, and finally relaxed, she slowly leaned against the stone wall On the ground, he bent one long leg, put his hand on his knee, and laughed softly, and then laughed more and more freely.

"Master..."

She didn't say anything in the end, but this soft call was full of endless exclamations, and contained thousands of thoughts, as if there was still a touch of regret and pity.

What a pity?

It's a pity that he is a monk?

Although Xuan Qing didn't know why, seeing Wanyan Banqin seemed to have regained his usual calm demeanor, and he even looked up and didn't mind him seeing the scars on his face.

He smiled slightly, and didn't ask her why she was sighing, just picked up the prunella vulgaris that fell aside, wrapped all the herbs, and said softly: "Your Highness, it's getting late, we have to go back quickly, you Can I go now?"

Wanyan looked at him half-quilted for a while, then slowly shook her head, "Maybe I need to ask Master to help me."

Hearing this, Xuan Qing stretched out her hand to support Wanyan Banqin to stand up, but the next moment her hands and feet became weak and she fell down again, her complexion turned red, obviously she had a fever.

If this epidemic breaks out, it will come quickly and violently, and there will be no delay...

Xuan Qing glanced at the difficult mountain road and the darkened sky, sighed, turned and squatted in front of her, "If your Highness doesn't mind, this poor monk can carry you back..."

Wanyan's half-quilted fingers trembled secretly, before saying after a while: "Thank you, Master."

Xuan Qing: ...it's okay, it's not the first time he has carried a female benefactor.

……

Wanyan half-quilted holding the medicinal herb on Xuanqing's back very well, except for her tense body at the beginning, she has completely relaxed afterwards.

She has never felt this way, no one will protect her when she was a child, and later, she is so strong that she does not need anyone's protection...

It turns out that there are really kind-hearted people in this world.

Wanyan half-quilted slightly softened his eyes.

Unfortunately, she doesn't deserve it.

She has neither the face nor the pure and benevolent heart to do good deeds.