237. Chapter 237 Why Did You Save Me

Murong Zhan's heart was lifted into the air, seeing that the tree had been knocked down by the tiger, the tiger jumped up and rushed towards the little man who fell on the ground.

He yelled sharply, jumped up, and kicked the tiger away heavily, "Yaoyao, are you alright?"

Ye Zhen didn't expect that the person who came to rescue her would be Murong Zhan, she was still a little shocked, but just looked at him blankly.

Murong Zhan sized her up, "Where did you get hurt? Yaoyao?"

"I'm fine..." Ye Zhen whispered, still looking straight at him.

"It's fine." Murong Zhan breathed a sigh of relief, "I'll take you away."

The tiger that had been kicked in the head had stood up again, with a low growl from its throat, it seemed that it was even more angry.

Ye Zhen held Mo Rongzhan's hand tightly, "It's so fierce, I can shoot it with a few arrows and it's fine."

"I'm here!" Mo Rongzhan whispered, protecting Ye Zhen behind him.

The tiger was irritated by these two stupid humans. The person who could have eaten it with one bite dared to climb up the tree to play with it, and shot it twice with arrows. It hurts, if it doesn't eat these two people, it will be a tiger.

Mo Rongzhan stabbed the tiger with his sword when it was pounced, but unfortunately he was dodged, and the tiger quickly pounced back.

"Yaoyao, you go first!" Murong Zhan said to the people behind him, if she stayed here, he would be distracted to protect her instead of killing the tiger with all his heart.

Ye Zhen looked at his generous back, she didn't expect that one day he would protect her so desperately, she looked at him with mixed feelings.

"Hurry up, do you hear me?" Mo Rongzhan yelled at Ye Zhen after fending off the tiger's claws with his sword.

Ye Zhen knew that staying here would only distract him, so she whispered, "Be careful, you must come back..."

Murong Zhan responded in a low voice, covering her from running out of the woods.

Tang Zhen also rushed over at this time, "Your Majesty, Yaoyao!"

Seeing Tang Zhen appear, Ye Zhen knew that Murong Zhan must be safe, and the two of them would be able to deal with that tiger together.

"Brother Tang, hurry up and help the emperor..." Ye Zhen ran towards Tang Zhen.

When Mo Rongzhan heard that she was calling Tang Zhen, he was a little distracted. The tiger wanted to kill Ye Zhen with one bite, but seeing that she ran away, the man with the sword was difficult to capture. It quickly Turning around, she rushed towards Ye Zhen.

"Yaoyao!"

"Yaoyao, get down!"

Tang Zhen and Murong Zhan spoke at the same time, Ye Zhen turned around and saw a bloody mouth rushing towards her.

She was already exhausted, but now facing the tiger, she forgot to react for a moment.

Murong Zhan had already flew over and threw her to the ground.

tear--

She heard the sound of flesh being torn apart, and she saw Murong Zhan's sword pass through the tiger's throat with a backhand, and the tiger fell heavily beside them.

"Your Majesty!" Tang Zhen yelled.

Ye Zhen hugged Mo Rongzhan's shoulders, her hands were full of blood, when she looked up, both hands were covered in blood.

It's his blood!

"Morong Zhan..." Ye Zhen was stunned, "Morong Zhan, are you okay? Are you talking?"

"I'm fine." Mo Rongzhan raised his head with difficulty, and smiled weakly, "Don't cry, I'll be fine."

Ye Zhen pushed away his body and saw the wound on his back, tears welled up all at once, how could it be all right? His back was torn open by the tiger's claws, and the wound was already bloody, and the wound on his shoulder was so deep that the bones could be seen.

It's all like this...how could it be all right?

Tang Zhen hurriedly said, "Yaoyao, quickly send the emperor back to the palace to find Qi Yizheng."

Ye Zhen wiped away her tears, now is not the time to cry, she said to Tang Zhen, "You can't take him back like this, you can find some more people and wooden planks to carry him back to the palace."

Mo Rongzhan held Ye Zhen's hand and said to Tang Zhen, "The matter of my injury must be kept secret!"

"Go!" Ye Zhen shouted at Tang Zhen who was still motionless.

Tang Zhen took a deep look at her, "You take care of the emperor."

Mo Rongzhan lay on the ground a little weakly due to excessive blood loss.

"I have medicine on me, I'll give you the medicine first." Ye Zhen choked up and tore the clothes behind him.

"Hmm!" Murong Zhan snorted, his wound was pulled by his clothes, and the pain worsened.

"Now your clothes won't stick to the wound. If the blood dries up and you tear the clothes off, it will hurt even more. Can you bear it?" Ye Zhen asked, biting her lip.

Mo Rongzhan panted heavily, his face was frighteningly pale, "Well, come here."

Ye Zhen tore off the clothes on his back bit by bit, and cut open with a dagger when she couldn't. Looking at the injury on his back, tears welled up in her eyes again, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt!" Mo Rongzhan replied decisively.

Ye Zhen sniffed, "I'll give you the medicine first."

She looked at her palm, her faith surged, and the spiritual spring appeared in her hand, and she dripped the spiritual spring on his wound, which was the only way she could save him.

Murong Zhan only felt that the burning pain on his back was replaced by a burst of coolness, as if the pain was not so painful, "What medicine are you taking with you? It's not so painful anymore."

Ye Zhen didn't know how many drops of spiritual spring dripped on his wound. She used to only have one drop of spiritual spring at a time, but now she can already appear three drops at once. She kept letting the spiritual spring appear and then fell on his wound. Wound.

The wound that was moistened by the spiritual spring no longer bleeds, but the blood he bleed before still stained half of his clothes. .

"Yaoyao..." Mo Rongzhan called her hoarsely.

Ye Zhen ignored him.

"Talk to me, or I'm going to faint." Murong Zhan said.

"Can you sit up?" After confirming that his wound was no longer bleeding, she didn't use the spiritual spring to heal him.

"Help me up." Mo Rongzhan felt that the pain in his back was not so painful, but he was still a little weak.

Ye Zhen supported his hand and carefully sat him up, looking at his pale handsome face, and at the dead tiger next to him, she whispered, "You almost died!"

If she didn't have a spiritual spring, his injury would definitely be hopeless. Why...he could protect her without even sacrificing his life?

Mo Rongzhan raised his hand with difficulty, and gently stroked her cheek, "Isn't I still fine?"

Ye Zhen lowered her head with tears in her eyes, she didn't want him to save her like this...she didn't want to owe him anything.

"Yaoyao, don't cry." Murong Zhan said hoarsely, gently lifted her chin with his fingers, lowered his head and kissed her tightly biting lips, "You are fine, I am very happy."

"you……"

Just as Ye Zhen spoke, he had already kissed her lips, entwined with her lips and tongue, completely ignoring the bloody wound on his back.

She put her hands on his chest and didn't push him away for the first time, but she didn't respond to him either.

Ye Zhen felt that her life seemed to have entered a dead end.