After the Tyrant Dressed As a Woman Disguised As a Man

Yanyu was anxious, but he quickly found the cave where Qiao Qing had been in before. He carried the person into the cave first, lay it flat on the ground, and probed her pulse.

Yanyu frowned: This pulse is very disordered, and it's a man and a woman.

It may be that he was too impatient to get his pulse. Yanyu took a deep breath and calmed down, but the pulse that came out was still the same as before.

When the chaos was like this, the emperor's life was in jeopardy, and a cold wind blew in from outside, and the emperor who was lying on the ground shrank because of instinct.

Thinking of something, Yanyu hurriedly reached out and touched Qiao Qing's forehead. Sure enough, it was very hot. If it was warmer, it might be possible to fry the eggs.

It was a fever and a faint, not a serious injury, which is already a great fortune in misfortune.

When we met before, he was just happy. He didn't notice the specific situation of the emperor. Now, when I take a closer look, Qiao Qing's body is covered with scars, the clothes on his arms are scratched, and a piece of calf is also rubbed off, and the blood has stopped. Bloody scabs were also formed, and the dark red color was particularly dazzling against the snow-white skin color.

Yanyu thought for a while, took off his intact coat, placed it on a flat place in the cave, and carefully moved Qiao Qing up.

There were rocks near this mountain range. Yanyu chose a half-person tall one, moved it quickly, and blocked it in front of the cave.

There was originally a firewood in the cave, but when Qiao Qing came out, it almost burned out and went out.

Yanyu chopped some dry branches, quickly brought them in, and put some clean snow in his robe, preparing to cool the emperor.

He didn't know when Qiao Qing's subordinates would be able to find him. The top priority was to treat the emperor first. I only hate that he is not a healer, and he will not carry a golden needle with him, otherwise he will not have to use this emergency method.

Yanyu blew the fire and reignited the fire. At the beginning, there was a little choking. He moved the stone away, and when the smoke dissipated, he pulled the stone up to block most of the wind and snow.

Yanyu set up a simple shelf, found the thin piece of stone outside, sandwiched it with wet branches, and turned it over the fire to sterilize it.

In this era, there is no concept of bacteria, but as a doctor, Yanyu knows the importance of cleanliness.

The clean stone flakes contained a handful of fresh snow, and when the snow melted and boiled, it could be fed to the emperor.

He cut off a section of the sleeve of his shirt, dipped it in ice water, folded it, and placed it on Tianzi's forehead.

But in addition to his forehead, Qiao Qing's complexion is also very good, and his arms are hotter than usual.

Yanyu had been in contact with the emperor in winter, and knew that as soon as she entered the winter, her hands were cold, and she had to cover her with Tang Po for a long time.

It's burnt like this now, obviously it's too hot.

It is not enough to cool the head, the body has to be wiped, and the scratched area should be treated.

Yanyu stood up abruptly and braved the wind and snow to gather herbs in the mountains and forests.

The cold wind treats everyone the same, the icy wind and snow battered his cheeks, causing the untimely things in Yanyu's head to be forcibly suppressed.

At this point, don't think about anything messy, just treat the emperor as a big white radish.

At this time, many herbs on the mountain were no longer available. Yanyu chose some useful ones as much as possible, carefully held it in his arms, and hurried back to the cave as he watched the heavier goose feather snow in the sky.

At this time, time is the most precious life, hypocritically delaying time, is to put Qiao Qing in a dangerous situation, he prepared things, and then went to untie the emperor's coat.

Qiao Qing's upper body was dressed thickly, probably because it was covered by a coat, and there was not much injury. Yanyu put on Qiao Qing's chest and listened to her heartbeat. Although it was not particularly strong, it was fairly stable.

Yanyu breathed a sigh of relief, but didn't dare to completely let go of his guard. When he finished wiping his upper body, he put the emperor's clothes in the cage again.

After hesitating, he said a few apologies in his heart, and went to untie the emperor's robes.

First of all, the calf injury looked a bit serious. Yanyu used the scabbard part of the dagger to grind the herbs, and then tore his clothes into a circle of cloth strips and applied the medicine.

Going up, the thighs are worn harder, and it is almost bloody.

This place was originally delicate and tender, and the prickly heat would become red if you walked too much. When you came down, you might have rubbed the stone wall, and the appearance of your thighs was horrible.

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At this time, Yanyu didn't have any thoughts at all, and only felt that it hurts to look at it.

He applied it carefully, trying not to touch the sensitive parts of the emperor.

On the other hand, it's all men's bodies. He has everything that the emperor has, and there is nothing to look at.

Even though I said that, when I closed my hand, Yanyu accidentally smashed it, but he smashed it slightly, skewed? !

No, it is strange that the man is crooked, but there is something wrong with this crooked shape.

Many thoughts popped up in Yanyu's mind for a time. He thought of the pulse of the emperor's sudden son and daughter, remembering that the emperor rarely spoiled the harem, and also thought of the harem's Madam Zhen who was very much favored, but has been nothing. out.

He had a terrible idea-could the emperor be a castrate? !

Speaking of it, the emperor’s complexion is indeed more delicate than that of ordinary men, but in this era, fair and jade skin is sought after. Many children of the family have more delicate skin and tender flesh than those in the countryside. The emperor is pampered, and because he doesn’t like outdoor sports. , It is normal to grow into this pair of red lips and white teeth.

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The appearances of several well-known beautiful men in Daqi are no different from those of the emperor.

But if not, why did the emperor use such fake things? Is this the pride of the man in the legend.

Or, when the emperor fell from the mountain, he accidentally broke...

This situation should be unlikely. If that's the case, the emperor would have died of pain a long time ago, let alone meet him in the cave.

Besides, he didn't see blood either.

Yanyu reached out, retracted, reached out, and retracted again. The expressions on his face changed, as if two villains were arguing fiercely in his heart.

A villain urged him: "It's just to see what's going on. Everyone is a man, and in case they are injured."

Another villain said: "What are you thinking about messy things, don't make excuses, you are despicable and want to take advantage of others."

After several struggles, Yanyu finally made up his mind to be a gentleman.

What's the matter? I'll ask Qiao Qing to wake up. Although the fire will warm up the cave, I still have to cover my clothes so that the emperor will not catch the cold.

At this moment, Qiao Qing, who had been groggy, woke up.

The emperor woke up the moment he reached out to help Qiao Qing put on clothes.

A black shadow pressed up instantly, realizing that his secret might be discovered, Qiao Qing didn’t care about the clothes being left open, and quickly pulled out a close-fitting dagger from his boots and tightened it with the dagger. It pressed against Yanyu's neck tightly.

A thin line of blood was cut off the delicate neck by a sharp dagger, and after further step, the blood-sealed throat could be seen.

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Qiao Qing's voice was a little hoarse because of the high fever and lack of water, perhaps because of her bad health, or perhaps because of anger. Her eyes were dyed a little red, like a purplish-red tourmaline, shining with amazing light.

Yanyu remained motionless, letting the emperor with the smell of herbs threaten his life, he tentatively replied: "Seeing the injury on your majesty's leg? I just want to give you medicine and pull your clothes well by the way."

Qiao Qing glanced at his legs, and as expected they were all covered with dark green herbs. The herbs had a strong scent, mixed with the unique aroma of dead wood being burned by flames, giving it a very special feeling.

She noticed the short sleeves on Yanyu's hands and the coat spread under her.

The fabric of the sleeves looked the same as the bandages on her arms and legs, and Qiao Qing couldn't help but breed two guilt in her heart.

At this time, her mind was a bit chaotic, and she did everything by instinct, but the reason she was reluctant to return told her that Yanyu in front of her was at least a credible person, and at least jumped down at him for the first time without hesitation, even if the other party guessed it. When it comes to her secret, there is nothing.

With a personality like Yanyu, he is not destined to be a monarch. Although he has a high IQ, he is obviously positioned as a scientific researcher who concentrates on research for the country and the people compared to ambitious counsellors.

She closed her hand: "Just now I scared Ai Qing. It was me who was so burnt and couldn't distinguish between the enemy and me. During my fever, Lao Aiqing took care of me."

As the emperor, I can't say the words I'm sorry. By saying this, she is euphemistically expressing her apologies.

Yanyu had a lot to ask, but he wanted to say it and stopped. At this time, the snow on the fire was already boiling. He brought the boiling water to the emperor’s lips: "This is melted snow. , Your Majesty drink some, hot water will help reduce fever."

Qiao Qing felt her head groggy, and she was really feverish.

She pulled her clothes, leaned on Yanyu, and drank some hot water in his hand.

Although it was a bit hot, the hot water really improved a lot.

The cold weather will take away a lot of heat, which means hungry fast. Qiao Qing leaned on Yanyu's shoulder and asked sickly: "When Yanlang came down, I could see what to eat, I was hungry. "