However, the person in his arms was sleeping in a deep and drowsy manner, and had already isolated all the sounds from the outside world and could not hear his call at all.

Ning Nanyou was extremely anxious and immediately carried her back, endured the heart-wrenching pain from the wound of the ankle, and ran straight to the exit of the village.

Jiang Chengjia leaned on his back, felt a bump in his drowsiness, unconsciously licked his dry lips, and his wet and cold clothes made her face turn blue.

She fell into a frozen dream, tortured by the heat inside and the cold outside, and lost her willpower. She saw the side face of the person running on her back in a daze, and murmured softly: "Fu Yang...is it you? Are you here to save me?"

Ning Nanyou was shocked all over, and his fast pace paused slightly, and his heart trembled.

Fu Yang, he has heard this name more than once in Jiang Chengjia's mouth.

Even though he had told himself countless times that he would not be jealous of such people who had not appeared, he always felt uncomfortable. Once he thought that the person Jiang Chengjia was thinking about the most was not him, Ning Nanyou felt uncomfortable all over.

He restrained the sourness in his heart and walked all the way to the mountains with Jiang Chengjia on his back. Lu Xun and Ji Xianzhi were chasing him from behind, but they couldn't catch up with his footsteps.

After Ning Nanyou made a move to bring Jiang Chengjia out of the deep mountains, he was dizzy and exhausted, and he couldn't breathe for a moment, and his steps were messy. When he walked to Xiao Sa who was waiting outside the mountain, he could no longer hold on and fell on the mud with the girl behind him in public.

The moment he lost consciousness, he subconsciously lay down his body and used himself as a cushion to prevent Jiang Chengjia from falling. When he fell in the mud, Ning Nanyou heard the call in his ears gradually blurred, and it turned into a chirping. He closed his eyes, stopped his heart and fainted.

Everyone was shocked and fluttered up in a hurry, and they all reached out to lift the boys and girls into the car.

The noisy and commotion outside the mountains of the city are immortal. As the newborn sun slowly releases golden light, the scorching color in the sky is closed, and the wet rain on the ground gradually fades away. Still, there is still snow covering the surrounding trees, but it has become a melting state.

The sun shone through everyone's faces, showing exhaustion. A waiting and fighting all night gradually subsided after the rain disappeared.

Jiang Chengjia had a high fever for two consecutive days, and her condition had not improved. Qianshan was anxiously staying by her side, annoyed and regretful, and filled her heart. She once again let Jiang Chengjia make trouble, so she was in such a state of today... all the doctors in the city gathered here to treat her, but they were useless.

Qianshan looked at her sick and pale face and cried. She had nowhere to vent her anger, so she could only beg Jiang Chengjia for her life.

In the Shuiting courtyard, Ning Nanyou's condition was not as serious as Jiang Chengjia. He suddenly fainted because of his agitated fire. After sleeping for a long time, he finally woke up. Lu Xun and Ji Xianzhi sat around his bed, looking nervous.

The first moment he opened his eyes, Ning Nanyou almost stood up, almost jumped off the wooden couch, tightly grasped Lu Xun's sleeves, and asked about Jiang Chengjia's condition.

Lu Xun's expression improved slightly because of his awakening, but when he heard the three words Jiang Chengjia, he immediately sank.

The man on the couch had a bad premonition in his heart, and he said in a trembling voice: "She...how is she now?"

Lu Xun stammered and couldn't speak. Ning Nanyou asked for nothing, so he looked at Ji Xianzhi in a blink of an eye, grabbed his hand, and asked, "Uncle Ji... How is Aluo?"

Ji Xianzhi shook his head helplessly, and said with a sad and bitter eyes: "My daughter... has a high fever and has been unconscious until now. All the doctors in the border town have diagnosed him with pulse...but no one can relieve his condition."

Ning Nanyou trembled at his words and asked in a daze: "How could it be so serious?"

He immediately struggled to get out of bed, but was stopped by Ji Xianzhi: "Lord... don't mess around anymore! A woman has made the whole city full of anxiety. Do you want to be like her...the condition worsens and you are unconscious?"

Ning Nan was so worried that he didn't sneer, but he just kept yearning for the outside.

Lu Xun was on the side, watching the image, his heart was like a knife. An impulse surged out. He stepped forward and pulled Ji Xianzhi's arm to stop Ning Nanyou, shouting: "Mr. Ji, don't stop the lord... The lady is afraid that there will be a lot of danger this time. If she really has something to do, wouldn't you allow the lord to see her for the last time?"

As soon as these words were said, not only Ning Nanyou was stunned, but Ji Xianzhi looked dull and stared at him in shock.

The room suddenly fell silent. After a while, Ning Nanyou's eyes were cold and he stared at Lu Xun coldly, and said word by word: "Lu Chengzhong, do you know what you are saying? If you dare to say such nonsense again, I will immediately deal with you with military law!"

Lu Xun swallowed and said, "Lord... it was the fault of his subordinates. He should tell you earlier. The woman... had nostalgic illness and had already hurt the foundation. After the battle in the border town, she almost died. Now... in order to capture the thief who was accomplices of Zhou Yuanmo, she was alone and infected with the cold and the wound worsened... The situation is extremely bad. Three or four doctors have already taken her pulse and said that her life is not long and the medicine is in extreme danger."

If it weren't for what Lu Xun said in person, Ning Nan was worried now... he didn't know that Jiang Chengjia was seriously injured. If he had known about this earlier, he would not have agreed to such a dangerous thing as Jiang Chengjia.

Ning Nanyou was shocked and stumbled out of bed, regardless of the gauze wrapped around his ankles, and even with his bare feet, he ran wildly out of the house.

When Ji Xianzhi heard Jiang Chengjia's condition, he did not dare to stop him. His face changed and he sat blankly on the edge of the bed, and was also a little at a loss.

Without considering what he thought, Lu Xun grabbed a velvet robe and followed Lang Jun's footsteps and chased him out.

Ning Nanyou was wearing only a thin cotton robe and running in the snow with barefoots, as if he could not feel the cold air that was curled up all over the sky and the earth. He was staring at the road ahead, walking in the prefect's mansion like thunder.

After a hurry, he stumbled and went through a lot of hardships, he staggered to Jiang Chengjia's house, pushed the door hard, and fell in regardless of his image.

Qianshan was leaning beside the girl, crying quietly. When she heard the loud slam of the door, she turned her head and looked red. She only saw the handsome and beautiful man who was usually beautiful and beautiful, with a bright breeze and moon, standing in front of the door with a disheveled hair, disheveled clothes, bearded, and a look of vicissitudes of despair, staring blankly at the girl sleeping on the couch. When Qianshan saw him, her anger was aroused on the spot. She instantly felt like she was out of control and roared at him coldly: "What are you doing here? Are you going to see my girl's joke?"

Ning Nanyou ignored her questioning. Although her feet were as heavy as lead, she still endured the cold and stinging pain and approached the sleeping girl step by step.

Just as he leaned down on the edge of the couch and wanted to touch the girl, Qianshan rushed forward and firmly blocked between the two of them. Even... he reached out and pushed Ning Nanyou who was leaning over.

The man had no strength to resist at all. He followed her push and suddenly fell to the ground.

When Lu Xun entered, he happened to see this scene. He was shocked and rushed forward, helped Ning Nanyou up, and shouted at Qianshan: "Miss Qianshan! What are you doing? How dare you push your lord?"

Qianshan snorted coldly, and the coldness reached her eyes: "What's wrong with me pushing him? If he was not my girl's sweetheart, I would have spared him!"

She had never spoken in front of Ning Nanyou in such a tone. Now that Li Yan said, Lu Xun was surprised: "Do you know what you are talking about? Do you know who is in front of you? How dare you be so presumptuous?"

Qianshan couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, and stood condescendingly in front of the two men and spoke ill: "So what if I know his identity? Why? Is it so great that he is a lord? Can he regard my girl's fate as a must? Lu Chengzhong! I tell you! He is your lord, but not my lord! I, Qianshan, only serve Jiang Chengjia in my life. My girl was forced into such a situation by him. Do you want me to face him with kind words? Lu Chengzhong! I am here when you are in a place, can you still be calm if your lord is lying here in a lifeless manner?"

"You!" Lu Xun was so cold that she couldn't speak, so she could only look at each other with her neck angrily.

Ning Nanyou supported himself to sit on the ground and said to Lu Xun weakly: "Chengzhong...you go out!"

Lu Xun's eyes stagnated: "But... Qian Shan..."

Ning Nanyou ordered unquestionably: "Go out!"

Lu Xun glanced at Qianshan with a slight threat, stood up with a look of disappointment, and retreated outside the house.

Qian Shan didn't appreciate Ning Nanyou's affection at all, and sneered and mocked: "Your Majesty is really losing his dignity now... Why should you pretend to be a hypocritical here?"

The exhausted Langjun was too lazy to struggle, so he sat on the spot and gasped, saying, "Why did her... body... why did she become like this? Why did Lu Xun say that she... nostalgic disease?"

Qianshan sarcastically said: "Now... Junhou is here to care about my girl? When you doubt her and argue with her endlessly... why didn't you think about caring about her?"

Ning Nanyou was only focused on Jiang Chengjia, and he didn't care about Qianshan's ridicule at all.

He asked again: "How did she get her old illness?"

Qianshan sneered: "Your Majesty does not need to care about the girl's old illness. When she suffered those sufferings... you two have not recognized each other yet. You don't need to doubt my girl because of this. The injuries she suffered have nothing to do with you. It is just that these injuries have not been cured, which makes her physically weak.

Since the girl married into the Huaiyin Marquis Mansion, she has suffered all kinds of injuries, such as knife wounds, arrow wounds, etc., and it has been continuous and never stopped. These are all thanks to the Lord and Marquis. If she had been practicing martial arts for a very young age, she would probably have been dead until today. The girl's injury... Why is it so serious that it is now? Did the Lord and Marquis not notice it at all?"

Ning Nanyou remained silent and stared blankly at the girl on the couch.
Chapter completed!