Qinghu felt that her body was warm, and knew that it was Duanfeng who helped her, but when she looked back, she saw him striding away.

She was a little strange, but she didn't pay much attention to it, and went to see the woman who was dragged into her arms.

The girl who was lying on the river and calling for help also ran over crying, and she shouted as she ran: "Miss, Miss, Miss, are you okay!" ”

She jumped up and snatched the woman from Qinghu's arms, sniffing and listening to her heartbeat. After confirming that the woman was fine, she only thanked Qinghu after fainting.

"The girl's life-saving grace, great kindness, Xiu Tian is toothless and unforgettable, Xiu Tian thanked the girl for my young lady." After speaking, this maid named Xiutian knelt down towards Qinghu and bowed.

Qinghu stepped aside, accepted her courtesy, and said directly: "No need to be like this, take your young lady back quickly, change your clothes, lest you catch a cold and fall into any disease." ”

Xiu Tian said yes, and went to help her young lady, but the unconscious body was extremely heavy, where could she be a little woman who could afford to move her back.

Xiu Tian knelt down to Qinghu again: "Girl, my carriage is not far ahead, can you bother the girl to take care of my young lady for a while, I will call the carriage." ”

Qinghu said: "Yes." Xiu Tian immediately ran away again.

It was windy by the river, and Qinghu took off the cloak on his shoulders and covered the woman. Looking at the fiery red cloak, Qinghu remembered Duanfeng who had just walked away. Qinghu looked around, but there was no one around.

Where did he go?

Why haven't you come back yet?

It was getting late, the cool breeze was even worse, and Qinghu shivered a little, feeling a little cold.

A carriage came over with a "da-da", Xiu Tian jumped out of the carriage with her robe in her arms, and asked the man driving not to follow.

When she saw that the young lady had wrapped herself in Qinghu's cloak, she felt a burst of gratitude in her heart. Xiu Tian took the robe because she didn't want the foreign man to see the wet body of the young lady, but she didn't expect this girl to be so beautiful and kind. Her affection for Clear Lake has increased a few points.

At this time, the woman, who had been unconscious, suddenly coughed a few times and woke up.

Xiu Tian cried with joy, hurriedly helped her sit up, and kept saying, "Miss, Miss, you are awake, you scared Xiu Tian to death." She pointed to Qinghu Lake and said, "It was this girl who saved you, Xiu Tian didn't know how to water, she couldn't save Miss, it was this girl who saved you." ”

The woman's face was as pale as paper, she slowly stood up, and owed: "Thank you girl for rescuing, please ask the name of Engong." ”

Qinghu waved his hand, "It doesn't have to be like this. The girl will go back and rest and recuperate. It's windy here, so don't stay longer. ”

Woman: "My name is Hu Youyou." Girl, you are alone, it is inconvenient, why don't you go home with me, and my father will definitely thank you. ”

Qinghu shook his head slightly, "I have to wait for one..."

She suddenly realized that she hadn't seriously thought about what kind of person Duanfeng was to her.

The so-called "Guardian Lord" is just a joke.

Qinghu said again: "Go back quickly, you will definitely see you again in the future." I can't go with you. ”

Seeing her resolute attitude, Hu Youyou no longer persuaded her, she took off her cloak and handed it to Qinghu, with a smile on her pale face: "Then Youyou won't force the girl." I'm sure we'll see you again. ”

Qinghu nodded, took the cloak, dragged her gourd, and walked in the direction where Duanfeng left.

She walked away for a long time and did not find him.

There was only the last trace of afterglow left in the sunset, faintly cast in the lake, and the sky and earth slowly faded in color, dark and gloomy.

Qinghu dragged the shadow of the huge gourd shallow behind him, and he couldn't find that person anywhere.

She slowly returned to the exit where she had walked out of the gourd forest. She had left him here, and now, she had returned.

Sitting on the ground with one person and one gourd, she was a little tired, a little hungry, and a little cold.

She clutched her cloak in both hands and wrapped herself tightly. She couldn't figure out why this cloak that had always been warm couldn't stop the cold at the moment.

She didn't know why she was looking for him, waiting for him. That person obviously always bullied her, and she didn't want to be followed by him.

She came here alone, and there was no one to walk with her, so she had to go alone.

Qinghu patted the fat gourd beside him: "He's gone, you don't need to take it." You can go too, I can't take you anymore, I'm on my way. ”