Chapter 4 third chapter
"You are hurt!" Her tone seemed to say that he was dead.
"I don't think the injury is serious, but it's better to deal with it."
Running to his side, she wrapped her arms around his waist and leaned towards him, "Sit down, I'll go find Rosamund and—"
"Alex," he was really surprised, "it's not a serious injury. I can ride back to camp by myself. You know, you are the worst follower I have ever seen." He fell heavily on the tree trunk.
"The worst!" she exclaimed, "You really don't know good from bad—"
"It took you so long to bring the horse? I was working hard here, but I heard you singing in the woods. Why, do you want to entertain the enemy?"
She decided at once that she would never speak to him again, and turned back to lead the horse.Hearing him giggle behind her made her lift her head even higher.Even when he was struggling to get up, she hardened her heart and deliberately walked around and ignored him.
"Alex, hold on to the horse. I have to mount from the reverse side. The old man doesn't like it, but I can't touch the wound too much."
Alex didn't make a sound, he held the horse's head with both hands, locked his eyes on it, and controlled it with singing.Ren sat on the horse for a long time before speaking to her and pulling her on the horse.On the way back to camp, she clung to the saddle and watched the blood trickle from the wound onto his thigh.The war horse smelled a fishy smell and began to stir. Ren could only use his knees to clamp the horse's belly to control it. Even Alex felt that he was injured and his whole body was stiff.
"You'd better sing to appease it," he said.
"Oh, you mean my noise?"
"Whatever you say," he said even his voice was stiff.
Alex had never heard of such a tone, and inferred that it was because of gritted teeth to endure the pain.He said that the injury was not serious, but the blood flowed continuously. In any case, now is not the time to fight.She made up her mind and opened her mouth to let strings of musical notes flow out, and the horse immediately settled down.
"I must take you to my brother," he murmured, "he'd have to see it to believe it."
When approaching the camp, some people realized that something was wrong and came out to greet them one after another.
"It's better not to let them know that I'm hurt," Ryan whispered to her. "They're already hard to control, and I don't want any more trouble now."
She quickly jumped off her horse and stood beside him, covering his injured leg with her body.
"I heard there was a fight." The man with black teeth spoke first, his eyes flickering greedily.
"That's your daydream, old man," Alex roared, his bell-like voice intimidating everyone in the room, "Stand back, this beast is throwing a tantrum, and we'll have to use the whip to control it Hold it," Wren's horse had been startled by her high-pitched reprimand.
Just as everyone was looking at the gigantic horse in fear, it rolled its eyes when it smelled the blood of Ren, and Ren immediately hit the saddle with a hammer and spear, "Are you all doing nothing?" He growled, "Jos, come I'll go to my tent. I have work for you."
Muttering and complaining, the crowd gradually dispersed.After the horse stopped in front of the tent, Alex immediately stepped forward to help Ryan dismount.
"For heaven's sake don't help me," he said through gritted teeth. "They'll see something's wrong and go straighten the horse. Sing your song louder and get all the attention on you."
Alex began to sing her song as she said, and it really attracted most of the attention, which made her spend almost half an hour to meet the repeated requests of everyone and get out of the account.Ren was half lying on the bed, wearing only a shirt and underwear. Rosamund was tending to the wound on his thigh, and there was a basin of terrifying blood at his feet.
"So you know how to come in?" he snapped. "What else will you do but sing? God have mercy, don't let you go to war. Your enemies will ask you to perform in public, and you will be stupid." I dropped all my weapons and went to entertain the crowd. Leave me alone, Rosamund, and take care of the one I hurt. Joss, you take her there. As for you, my worthless thrush, come and see Can you put a bandage on this leg, maybe you can coax it to shut up by singing."
Alex opened his mouth to speak, but Joss held her shoulder with one hand, "His wound is hurting, remember." He whispered softly, and then went out of the tent.
One only needs to glance at Ryan's pale face to know that what Joss said is true.
"Stop staring at me! Get to work," Wren spat.
She is not treated this way.His anger and hostility hurt only himself. "Shut your mouth, Rain Montgomery!" she commanded. "I will not be insulted by you. Lie down, and I will take care of your legs, for my Yelling doesn't change the fact that you're hurt, it just makes you feel worse."
He gestured to get up, Alex glared at him and he lay back obediently, "They will kill each other." He said helplessly, referring to the mob outside.
"It's okay to kill each other, anyway, the five of them together are not worth the space they occupy." She said contemptuously, knelt down beside Ren's thigh, and lifted the cloth that was pressed on the wound.This is the first time she has seen this kind of injury, the flesh is bursting and bloody, and all she can see is a big black hole, and the dark blood is still gushing out, her stomach can't help but tighten.
"Are you going to give up dinner?" Seeing her pale face, Ren said sarcastically, "Injuries are commonplace for me, only this time the wound is deeper."
Indeed, there were several hideous scars on his two thighs stretched out in front of her.She tentatively touched one of them with her hand.
"Tomahawk," he muttered, lying down.The blood loss finally made him start to lose his strength.
She cleaned his wound as lightly as possible, and she frowned slightly when she saw how dirty the wound was. It seemed that the arrow hadn't been cleaned for a hundred years, and this time it used Ren's flesh and blood to cleanse him.After treating the injury, she moved a small chair and sat down beside the bed, looking at him carefully.He closed his eyes and breathed lightly and steadily. She only hoped that he was asleep.
It took a long time for him to speak, with his eyelids still closed, "Alex," his voice was weak, and she immediately knelt down beside him, "There is a box under the bed, can you take it out?" She immediately dragged out the suitcase , When she found that it contained a pipa, she immediately smiled, "Can you play it?" She smiled confidently and took out the lute, her fingers can't wait to dance on the strings.She channeled her creations with a soft hum.
A few hours later, after making sure that Ren was asleep, she put down the pipa and secretly prayed that Rosamund would come back soon.Rain seemed to be getting worse, and she needed someone to reassure her that he would be fine.
Hastily looking inside the tent, she found that there was no water, and her tights were also stained with Ryan's blood. It was best to wash them quickly, lest people be seen during the day and ask how the blood got on.She tiptoedly picked up two empty buckets and deliberately made a detour to the river.Seeing that Blanche was playing dice with several men with great interest, and knowing that she would not enter the account to find Ren, Alex was relieved.
It was already dark when she reached the river, and when cleaning up the blood on her clothes after filling up the water, she accidentally wet her shirt. After hesitating for a while, she simply took off her clothes and washed herself clean, then bit her Ya then put on his still wet clothes and hurried back to the camp.
After entering the account, it was confirmed that Ren was still asleep, so she found a Ren's shirt and changed it on. The funny thing was that the hem of the shirt fell to her knees.She knew it was a risk, but she wasn't sure if she really didn't want him waking up to find her a daughter.As soon as she put the shirt on, Ryan moaned.
"Mary," he murmured, "Mary, I will definitely go and rescue you."
She rushed to his side in a hurry. He must keep quiet, and the people in the camp must not let the people in the camp notice that he is unwell.Those idiots had always thought there were jewels and gold hidden in Rayne's tent, and she'd bet they'd love to come in and search if they got the chance.
"Mary," he called even louder, flailing his arm so that it almost missed Alex's head.
"Ren, wake up!" she whispered hastily, "You are having a nightmare." When she tried to grab his arm, she was surprised to find that he had a high fever.His skin was burning to the touch. "No!" She gasped, cursing Rosamund for leaving the camp just when Ryan needed her.high fever!What should she do?At a loss, she had no choice but to apply a cloth with water on his forehead, but Ryan swept her with his arm, causing the cloth to fly far away.Sooner or later, flailing his arms like this would hit the camp posts, causing the strong tent to collapse and crush them to death.
"Ren, don't move around." She reprimanded lightly, holding his hands with both hands, but she was dragged half on top of him.
"I have to go and save Mary." He yelled louder, inarticulately, holding her up and down.
"You idiot," she hissed, "don't move!"
He suddenly opened his eyes, and she saw that his pupils were dilated.He looked at her without seeing her for a while, and after his eyes gradually narrowed, he suddenly raised his hand to hold her head, and pressed her mouth against his.Even if Alex wanted to protest, when her lips touched Ren, she was lost.He skillfully sucked and kissed her, pried open her mouth and poked his tongue inside to explore the sweetness in her mouth.It didn't take long for her to learn how to kiss him back.With one foot hanging by the side of the bed, half of her was lying on top of him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer to her, actively poking her tongue into his mouth.Ever since she first met him, she had expected to be treated like a woman, and now she finally got her wish.
When he put one hand on her calf, she gasped and couldn't help but kissed his cheek.His skin was hot and covered with sweat, and when he turned to caress her firm thigh instead, he also burned hot marks on her body.When he covered her buttocks with his hands, he laughed lightly, muttering "Little Witch" in his mouth, grabbed her mouth again, and explored every curve of her body with both hands.
It's just that Alex was not willing to participate passively. She also began to explore him, peeling off the shirt on his body, and the jerky hands brought her pleasure, far exceeding the most beautiful reverie in her dreams.
"Ren." She murmured, her soft lips followed her hands on the adventure.He lay motionless, absorbed in the wonder her mouth was making.
It happened so quickly, she learned and acted on her senses and feminine intuition.She doesn't know how to keep it, she just wants to give herself completely, and at the same time satisfy the longing and curiosity accumulated in her heart.
His hands and lips are everywhere, bringing her a strange pleasure that is almost suffocating.His hand quietly slid down between her thighs, the touch was so gentle that she automatically opened her legs and locked his waist, almost squeezing him with so much force.She protested instinctively when his hand moved away, and he grabbed her mouth again, as if wanting to engulf her.On the verge of tears, Alex kept arching his body closer to him.She didn't know what to do, nor how it would happen, but she relied on instinct, when his pants retreated, and when his firmness touched her feminine softness, she bounced away in astonishment.He chuckled and pulled her back, slowly entering her body, slowly filling her emptiness.
He stood still for a while to rest, letting the sensations run through his body, and finally the inexperienced Alex couldn't help it, and he started to squirm without thinking.He held her buttocks with both hands, guiding her to move slowly and rhythmically, caressing her with his strong fingers, pushing her to the verge of almost painful joy.In a hurry, he turned over and pressed her under him, so tight that she almost penetrated the mattress.In the blind rhythm of welcome and see-Alex is dead.
The white-hot flame sublimated with the graceful notes, penetrated her existence, and penetrated into every pore. She clung to him tightly in exhaustion and trembling, letting herself feel his scorching skin.Listen to his rapid panting.She raised an arm with difficulty, feeling as if she had just rolled down a steep rock slope, and stroked the sweaty curls on the nape of his neck.Ren suddenly grabbed her hand and led her to roll over on her side, threatening to crush her fingers with the force of his grip.
"Mine." He whispered excitedly, and after pulling her hand to his mouth and kissing two fingers, he was conquered by the Sandman.
Alex struggled for several minutes, still half asleep.Although her body was exhausted and weak, her spirit had never been so excited.Maybe she should be ashamed of giving herself to a man who is not her husband, but she is not at all, the only thing she needs at this moment is this sleeping man.
"I love you," she whispered, burying her face in his hair, "I know you'll never be mine, but right now you are mine. I love you." She kissed his forehead, then Only then did he relax and fall asleep with unprecedented extreme happiness in his arms.
When the dawn dawned, Alex woke up leisurely, and Ren's body against her was hotter than the night before.He was in a deep sleep, tossing and turning in an extremely restless sleep.Pushing away his heavy body with all his strength, Alex quietly slipped out of bed and hurriedly dressed.Because the clothes were not spread out to dry last night, some places are still wet at this moment.She sincerely hopes to change into a girl's clothes and give up pretending to be a boy.A man's clothing and behavior afforded a lot of freedom, but if she was a boy, she wouldn't be able to experience the passion of last night. As soon as she put on the tights, Joss led Rosamund up the tent and entered. "What's wrong with him?" Joss looked at her specially. Before she could speak, Rosamund interjected, "He has a high fever, and we must try to bring it down. Go get some cold water, and I'll get the herbs." Alex immediately picked up the bucket and ran to the river. The next two days were nothing less than tormenting Alex.She and Rosamund took turns trying to bring his fever down.His huge body was always writhing and restless, and they often had to hold him down with hands and feet and force the herbs into his mouth.At this time, Alex would always spit out a series of obscenities that made Rosamund giggle and blush, from worthless beggars to giant peacocks, she used all the words she could curse.Alex often sang to him, played the pipa, tried his best to appease and divert his attention, and relieve his pain. When Ryan was ill in bed, Joss was in charge of urging the men in the camp to continue their daily training to avoid killing each other. "I don't think they're worth it," Joss said, sitting on the foot of Ren's bed, "why does he feel he has to bear their problems." He took a bowl of porridge from Rosamund. "Ren never rejects anyone, he sincerely believes that we are worth saving." Rosamund said quietly, still hanging his head. "Us?" Alex looked up in surprise.She never moved an inch, and she sat on a small stool when she slept, with her head resting on the edge of the bed. "I don't think I am the same as a murderer." "What about you, Rosamund?" Joss asked. "And what crime have you committed?" Rosamund didn't answer, but when Joss turned his head, the way she looked up at him made Alex cry out in surprise, and then coughed to cover it up.Rosa loves Jose.After looking at the two of them quietly, it was not difficult for Alex to see how their outstanding looks matched each other.She knew that Rosa was hiding here because people regarded the birthmark on her face as the mark of the devil, but what about Joss? Wren's fever subsided early the next morning.Alex was still asleep at the time, but her head was resting on his arm, so she quickly became aware of his abnormality.Raising her head, she saw that he had opened his eyes and was looking left and right before finally falling on her face. Alex's heart was beating wildly, and his face was covered with a layer of blush.How would he react to their relationship? After a while, he turned his eyes away, his eyes were blank, "How long have I been sick?" "Two days," she said with a dry throat and a hoarse voice. "Did you control the order in the camp? Or did they all kill each other?" "They—they're fine. Joss pressed his sword against their necks and didn't let them make trouble." Seeing that he didn't say anything for a long time, she waited with bated breath.Now he'll bring that up. Instead he struggled to sit up, and Alex tried to reach out to help but he pushed her away as if she was only in the way.Lifting off the wool blanket, he tore off the bandage on his leg, looked at the leg injury indifferently, and pushed it. "It's shut up," she said. "Rosamon says the wound is all right. The trouble is that the fever doesn't go away. We've been worried that your life is in danger." He glanced at her coldly.She could have sworn there was anger in his eyes. "Bring me food. The more the better. I need to get my strength back soon." Alex didn't move. "Damn it!" Ren's roar shook the walls of the tent.This brief burst consumed what little energy he had, and he lowered his head to rest for a while, "Obey me," he said quietly, and lay down again, "Also, boy," she was about to leave the tent with the bucket in her hand. , he called her again, "Bring me warm wine." "Boy!" As soon as he got out of the account, Alex cursed, "Boy!" "Alex!" Joss said, "Was it Ren who was yelling just now?" With a bitter face, she nodded. "Are you all right? What is he yelling about?" "Who knows?" she spat. "How can I, a lowly man, know what the king's friend thinks?" Joss laughed without saying a word, and left whistling. "Man!" she cursed and threw the bucket into the river, only to have to start over with half sand and half water.The second time she stopped, with tears in her eyes, "Boy," she whispered into the cold running water.She really means nothing to him, so that he has no memory of that night? Maybe he needs a moment to think, she told herself on the way back to camp.She stops halfway to tell Blanche he wants food. "You want to tell me?" Blanche's smile hides a knife, "Hmph, he has already summoned me in." She purposely said loudly to the people around her, and she still puffed out her chest ambiguously. Alex pouted and entered the tent.The heavy bucket weighed down her shoulders. "How did it take so long?" Ren muttered, his mouth full of food. She turned and glanced at him, "I have a lot of work to do besides fetching food for you," she said angrily, "Anyway, that bitch of yours can take care of you in every possible way, and you don't need me alone." "Enough." He tore a large piece of pork and stuffed it into his mouth. "Maybe we should correct your attitude. A woman will always be a woman, a fragile and helpless little thing, no matter what her position in life is, she is always born To be protected and loved. If you treat a whore as a lady, she is a lady, and a real lady can be a whore. It's all up to the man. Remember. You have to be a man Grind, but wait for you—” "At that time, you won't need your advice." She growled angrily, turned around and rushed out, but bumped her head into Joss.Glaring at him hard, she pushed him away and rushed out. Joss glanced at Ryan, sat down and played the lute carelessly, while Ryan ate his in silence.After playing for a while, he stopped suddenly. "How long have you known?" Only a slight pause in the chewing movement showed that Ren heard it. "A few hours," he said calmly, "What about you?" "At first," he smiled at Ryan's expression, "I was surprised no one noticed. To me, she was like a little girl who stole her brother's clothes. When you called her kid, I really didn't dare Believe you mean it." "Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Ren scolded, a dimple appeared in his cheek, "When she wrote a letter for me a few days ago, I almost didn't kiss her. I was sick for a long time afterwards." "You know, you give her more work than anyone else." "Maybe I'm trying to change her shape," Ryan laughed. "I've been fascinated by her legs for a while." "What are you going to do with her now?" Pushing away the tray, Ren fell back on the bed, feeling exhausted but tense, "Do you think the story she said about Pi Neil chasing and killing her is true?" "Pineil accuses her of robbing him, and accuses her of being a witch, and goes around with a bounty for her." Ren raised his eyebrows in surprise, feeling stupid because he knew little about what was going on in front of him, "In this case, how do you think the people in the camp will react?" Joss only grunted as an answer. "I think she'd better keep pretending to be a boy," Wren said thoughtfully. "Let me protect her. The fewer people who know who she really is, the better." "You're going to tell her you already know she's a girl?" "Ha! It's only fair to give her a hard time. She's making fun of me every chance she gets, and I found out how she fooled me this morning, and nearly broke her neck. No, let her be bored a little longer. She thought I don't remember—" He glanced at Joss quickly, "she thought I was still in the dark, and that was all for now." Joss stood up, "You won't trouble her, will you? If I'm not mistaken, I think she believes that she has fallen in love with you." Ren grinned so much that the corners of his mouth reached his ears, "That's good. Don't worry, I won't hurt her, but I want her to taste my masterpiece too." When Alex came in an hour later, her chin was pointing skyward, while Joss and Ryan were playing dice absently. "Alex," Ren said without raising his head, "did you go to the training ground to practice today? Although you have gained some muscle, it's still not enough to look good." "Practice a ghost. I don't know why, anyway, I only care about whether you live or die, and I don't have the energy to abuse my limp body." Ren looked up at her with a shocked and painful expression, "Alex, how can you talk to me like that? Are you really angry that I'm not dead? You go, Joss, I want to rest. When I have some strength, maybe I'll get myself some wine." He fell back on the pillow with a sick look. Joss chuckled a few times, put the dice back in his pocket, gave Ren a blank look, and left. Alex wanted to leave him alone, but seeing him paralyzed on the bed, pale and helpless, he couldn't bear it, "I'll get you some wine," she sighed helplessly.When she handed him the wine bag, his hands were too trembling to grasp, so she had to put one hand around his shoulders to support him, and brought the wine glass to his lips—even now, those two lips still make her feel uncomfortable. Shortness of breath. "You're tired," Ryan said sympathetically, "how long has it been since you took a shower? No one in the world is dirtier than you, a boy as young as you. Well," he lay down with a smug smile, "one day When you meet a woman you like, you want to please her. Did I tell you about my competition outside of Paris? There were three women there, each of them—" "I don't want to hear it!" she yelled, and he just gave her an innocent wink. "I don't want to hear your dirty stories." "Followers should be educated in all aspects, not just weapons. For example, when you play the pipa and sing, the tunes you choose and the lyrics you sing are very girly. Women like strong and confident men, who would want a sissy Little watch." "Sissy!" She was greatly humiliated.She may not be beautiful, but she is confident in her music. "What do you know about women?" she snorted. "If you know as little about women as you do about music, then you are too arrogant like a-" "What is it?" He asked with interest, and stood up to face her. "A handsome boy? A strong man? Or a fire?" "Bored man!" she yelled. "Oh, if only your strength was as strong as your voice. Have you ever tried to yell at a city wall to see if it would collapse? Maybe you could make a tone that would knock the enemy's horses Lead them all to the wasteland." "Don't say it! Don't say it!" She screamed, "I hate you, I hate you such a stupid and arrogant nobleman!" She turned her head and stopped rushing, but was held back by Ren's deep command tone. "Come to Rosamund? I feel very ill." She took a step towards him, and immediately restrained her impulse, turned her head and rushed out of the tent. There were many people around the tent, and they obviously heard their argument.Trying her best to ignore those whispering and ambiguous people, she rushed straight to the training ground to practice bow and arrow for three hours. In the end, she didn't go to the river to wash her hair and take a bath until she could no longer squeeze any strength from her whole body, and she returned to the camp after solving the livelihood problems. The tent was dark, and since Ren kept silent, she guessed that he was asleep.If she was brave enough, she should go out to camp now and never come back.Why does she think that what she cherishes should also be meaningful to this noble child?No doubt he was used to women getting in and out of his bed and didn't bother to notice them.Why should one more be different?If she confessed that she was his prisoner, would he laugh at her, or accept her as one of the concubines in the harem?Would she and Blanche have to take turns entertaining him? "Alex?" Ren called sleepily, "You've been there for a long time. Have you eaten?" "I stuffed a big pail full of food," she responded impudently, "so I'll grow as big as your horse." "Alex, don't be mad at me. Come sit down and sing me a song." "I'm not the kind you like." "I don't care." His voice sounded so tired that it softened her heart again.Grabbing the lute, she played it softly and hummed the chorus. "Judith will like you," he murmured. "Judith? Your brother's beautiful wife? Why would a noble lady like her want to talk to a commoner lawyer's...son?" "She will like your music." His voice was full of sleepiness. After making sure he was asleep, Alex tiptoed to his bed and stared at him for a long time, reassuring himself that he was still alive.It was late at night, and she had just returned to her hard bed, forcing herself not to cry. In the early morning, Ryan insisted on going to the training ground despite the protests of Alex and Joss.While walking, Alex saw cold sweat on his forehead, his facial muscles were tense and he forced himself to move. "If you're dead, what's the use to us?" "If I'm really dead, will Hugh personally notify my family?" He spoke in a serious manner, and she was not surprised by it.Then she saw a dimple popping out on one side, and she knew he was playing tricks on her. "I'll throw your body on horseback and meet your perfect family, but don't expect me to kneel with your sisters in mourning." "My sister is not the only one who will mourn for me. Did I mention to you Joanne, Judith's maid? I have never seen a woman as sentimental as her in all my life." Alex immediately turned his back after hearing this, and stubbornly straightened his back amidst Ryan's burst of laughter.After practicing for an hour, Alex went back to the camp alone to get the herbal soup that Rosamund had developed for Ren, but happened to see Blanche rummaging through his clothes furtively in the tent. "What are you doing?" Alex asked, and Blanche jumped up guiltily. "Find... find dirty clothes to wash." Alex laughed, "Since when did you know what soap is?" She quickly clasped Blanche's arms, "You'd better do it with me. You know that the penalty for stealing is expulsion." "I should have left here," Blanche struggled hard, "Anyway, there is no place worthy of my memory. Let me go!" When Blanche pulled, Alex pushed her, pushing her far away, hitting her back against the camp post. "I'll take revenge," Blanche spat darkly. "I'll make you regret taking my Rain." "Me?" Alex tried his best not to show his excitement, "I want to know how I snatched your Renn away?" "You know he doesn't want me in his bed anymore," she stood up, "and now he's got a chick—" "Watch your tongue," Alex warned sharply, "I think you'd better worry about my anger. What were you looking for when I came in?" Blanche refused to answer, "Then I'll just go to Ryan .” With that, she turned and walked out. "No!" Blanche's voice was weeping. "I have nowhere else to go. Please don't tell him. I didn't steal. I never stole." "It's okay if I don't tell him, but there is one condition." "What conditions?" asked Blanche in horror. "Tell me about Joss." "Joss?" Blanche responded as if she had never heard the name before. Alex glared at her, "I don't have time to talk to you about mushrooms. When someone comes to me and you haven't said anything, I'm going to tell Ren." Blanche immediately burst into words, "Jos is a bard, all noble women want him, not only his music but also his..." She paused, "He never gets tired , " Her yearning look made Alex believe that she was talking about first-hand information. "He went to Nanterresburg on Lady Alice's orders." Hearing the surname Jotels, Alex immediately raised his head, and Jotels was the one who captured Ryan's younger sister and second sister-in-law. "Lady Alice is a wicked woman," continued Blanche, "but her husband, Lord Edmer, is even more terrifying. He likes to beat women and rape women. He once beat a woman named Constance to death-at least He thought she was dead. He gave the body to Joss to throw away." "And then?" Alex urged. "I don't have much time." "The woman wasn't dead, so Zis hid her and nursed her until she recovered, and fell in love with her." "Isn't that unusual for Joss?" Blanche suddenly became nervous, and her words were a little hesitant, "I don't think he loved anyone before. Master Edmer found that she was not dead, so he pulled her back by force, and then threw Joss into the dungeon. The girl... ...this Constance..." "How is it?" Alex asked impatiently. "She thought Joss was going to die this time, so she cut her wrist and killed herself." Alex immediately crossed himself on his chest, "But Joss escaped and hid here." She continued. "He killed Lord Edmer before he escaped." After finishing speaking, Blanche ran out of the camp. "Killed an earl," Alex murmured.There is no doubt that there must be a huge reward for his head outside, and it is no wonder that he is unwilling to have anything to do with the women in the camp.Alex knew how to love someone and lose his heart. "What are you doing here?" Ren asked angrily behind her, "You have been away for at least an hour, but now I caught you here in a daze." "I'm going to work now." She turned and left. He grabbed her arm, and let her go immediately after touching her, "Did you hear some bad news?" "You won't be interested," she spat, and went out to check. She spent the next day thinking about Jos.Joss is affable and sensitive and deserves to be loved.She couldn't help wishing that it was Jos she loved, that it would be easier.Sooner or later Rain would leave the forest for his wealthy home, and then she would be alone again. When she absently raised the sword over her head and was about to strike down, she caught a glimpse of a strange movement from the corner of her eye.It turned out that it was Rosamund who was standing in the shade of the trees outside the field and staring intently, but Joss was the only one she was looking at.In her obsessive eyes, there was still a trace of desire that Alex would never mistake.Her head never bowed, nor did she look apologetic about her parentage. "Alex! Don't be in a daze!" Ren straightened his neck and yelled at her. After making a face, she recovered her mind and concentrated on practicing. After dark, because Ren's body was still weak, he entered the account to rest first.Alex sat outside the tent, absent-mindedly eating a bowl of beans, with Joss beside him. "You tore your shirt, find someone to sew it for you." Before Alex finished speaking, three women immediately volunteered. "Never mind," muttered Joss, staring at his bowl, "you can wear it anyway." "Give them the shirts," Alex said impatiently, "I'll get you Ryan's, he has plenty anyway." Joss reluctantly took off his shirt, and Alex entered the tent in a hurry. After glancing at Ren's sleeping body, he took a shirt and went out.Jos sat by the campfire with his upper body naked, surrounded by a large group of chattering women, all of whom looked at him greedily, and Rosamund stood far away.Although there were many stars and moons, Joss didn't look at anyone. After Alex handed over the shirt to Joss, he filled himself with a cup of hot apple juice and cooled it slowly.Suddenly there was a noise outside the firelight, causing everyone to look back.Later Alex didn't remember her carefully planning it.Anyway, she was standing next to Jos, holding her apple juice.In her head, she only thought that if Joss was injured, she would definitely go to Rosamund, so the next moment she poured half of the scalding apple juice on Joss' arm. When it was done, she regretted it.Joss jumped away from her hastily, and his shirt fell to the floor. "Joss, I—" She watched in horror as his arm suddenly turned red. "Rosamonds," someone was saying, "go and call Rosamund." A few seconds later, Rosamund arrived at the scene. Her cold fingers supported Joss' arm and led him into the dark woods. Alex was stunned, not knowing that there were tears in his eyes, and his body was trembling.It happened so fast, she didn't have time to stop and think.A big hand suddenly grabbed her collar, startling her. "Follow me to the river, or I'll whip you now!" Ren growled in her ear, with unconcealable anger in his voice. Her guilt was instantly replaced by fear.Take a whip?Swallowing with difficulty, she obediently followed Ren in the dark forest.She really deserves to be punished, because she has no right to hurt her friend, no matter what her motives are.
When the dawn dawned, Alex woke up leisurely, and Ren's body against her was hotter than the night before.He was in a deep sleep, tossing and turning in an extremely restless sleep.Pushing away his heavy body with all his strength, Alex quietly slipped out of bed and hurriedly dressed.Because the clothes were not spread out to dry last night, some places are still wet at this moment.She sincerely hopes to change into a girl's clothes and give up pretending to be a boy.A man's clothing and behavior afforded a lot of freedom, but if she was a boy, she wouldn't be able to experience the passion of last night. As soon as she put on the tights, Joss led Rosamund up the tent and entered. "What's wrong with him?" Joss looked at her specially. Before she could speak, Rosamund interjected, "He has a high fever, and we must try to bring it down. Go get some cold water, and I'll get the herbs." Alex immediately picked up the bucket and ran to the river. The next two days were nothing less than tormenting Alex.She and Rosamund took turns trying to bring his fever down.His huge body was always writhing and restless, and they often had to hold him down with hands and feet and force the herbs into his mouth.At this time, Alex would always spit out a series of obscenities that made Rosamund giggle and blush, from worthless beggars to giant peacocks, she used all the words she could curse.Alex often sang to him, played the pipa, tried his best to appease and divert his attention, and relieve his pain. When Ryan was ill in bed, Joss was in charge of urging the men in the camp to continue their daily training to avoid killing each other. "I don't think they're worth it," Joss said, sitting on the foot of Ren's bed, "why does he feel he has to bear their problems." He took a bowl of porridge from Rosamund. "Ren never rejects anyone, he sincerely believes that we are worth saving." Rosamund said quietly, still hanging his head. "Us?" Alex looked up in surprise.She never moved an inch, and she sat on a small stool when she slept, with her head resting on the edge of the bed. "I don't think I am the same as a murderer." "What about you, Rosamund?" Joss asked. "And what crime have you committed?" Rosamund didn't answer, but when Joss turned his head, the way she looked up at him made Alex cry out in surprise, and then coughed to cover it up.Rosa loves Jose.After looking at the two of them quietly, it was not difficult for Alex to see how their outstanding looks matched each other.She knew that Rosa was hiding here because people regarded the birthmark on her face as the mark of the devil, but what about Joss? Wren's fever subsided early the next morning.Alex was still asleep at the time, but her head was resting on his arm, so she quickly became aware of his abnormality.Raising her head, she saw that he had opened his eyes and was looking left and right before finally falling on her face. Alex's heart was beating wildly, and his face was covered with a layer of blush.How would he react to their relationship? After a while, he turned his eyes away, his eyes were blank, "How long have I been sick?" "Two days," she said with a dry throat and a hoarse voice. "Did you control the order in the camp? Or did they all kill each other?" "They—they're fine. Joss pressed his sword against their necks and didn't let them make trouble." Seeing that he didn't say anything for a long time, she waited with bated breath.Now he'll bring that up. Instead he struggled to sit up, and Alex tried to reach out to help but he pushed her away as if she was only in the way.Lifting off the wool blanket, he tore off the bandage on his leg, looked at the leg injury indifferently, and pushed it. "It's shut up," she said. "Rosamon says the wound is all right. The trouble is that the fever doesn't go away. We've been worried that your life is in danger." He glanced at her coldly.She could have sworn there was anger in his eyes. "Bring me food. The more the better. I need to get my strength back soon." Alex didn't move. "Damn it!" Ren's roar shook the walls of the tent.This brief burst consumed what little energy he had, and he lowered his head to rest for a while, "Obey me," he said quietly, and lay down again, "Also, boy," she was about to leave the tent with the bucket in her hand. , he called her again, "Bring me warm wine." "Boy!" As soon as he got out of the account, Alex cursed, "Boy!" "Alex!" Joss said, "Was it Ren who was yelling just now?" With a bitter face, she nodded. "Are you all right? What is he yelling about?" "Who knows?" she spat. "How can I, a lowly man, know what the king's friend thinks?" Joss laughed without saying a word, and left whistling. "Man!" she cursed and threw the bucket into the river, only to have to start over with half sand and half water.The second time she stopped, with tears in her eyes, "Boy," she whispered into the cold running water.She really means nothing to him, so that he has no memory of that night? Maybe he needs a moment to think, she told herself on the way back to camp.She stops halfway to tell Blanche he wants food. "You want to tell me?" Blanche's smile hides a knife, "Hmph, he has already summoned me in." She purposely said loudly to the people around her, and she still puffed out her chest ambiguously. Alex pouted and entered the tent.The heavy bucket weighed down her shoulders. "How did it take so long?" Ren muttered, his mouth full of food. She turned and glanced at him, "I have a lot of work to do besides fetching food for you," she said angrily, "Anyway, that bitch of yours can take care of you in every possible way, and you don't need me alone." "Enough." He tore a large piece of pork and stuffed it into his mouth. "Maybe we should correct your attitude. A woman will always be a woman, a fragile and helpless little thing, no matter what her position in life is, she is always born To be protected and loved. If you treat a whore as a lady, she is a lady, and a real lady can be a whore. It's all up to the man. Remember. You have to be a man Grind, but wait for you—” "At that time, you won't need your advice." She growled angrily, turned around and rushed out, but bumped her head into Joss.Glaring at him hard, she pushed him away and rushed out. Joss glanced at Ryan, sat down and played the lute carelessly, while Ryan ate his in silence.After playing for a while, he stopped suddenly. "How long have you known?" Only a slight pause in the chewing movement showed that Ren heard it. "A few hours," he said calmly, "What about you?" "At first," he smiled at Ryan's expression, "I was surprised no one noticed. To me, she was like a little girl who stole her brother's clothes. When you called her kid, I really didn't dare Believe you mean it." "Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Ren scolded, a dimple appeared in his cheek, "When she wrote a letter for me a few days ago, I almost didn't kiss her. I was sick for a long time afterwards." "You know, you give her more work than anyone else." "Maybe I'm trying to change her shape," Ryan laughed. "I've been fascinated by her legs for a while." "What are you going to do with her now?" Pushing away the tray, Ren fell back on the bed, feeling exhausted but tense, "Do you think the story she said about Pi Neil chasing and killing her is true?" "Pineil accuses her of robbing him, and accuses her of being a witch, and goes around with a bounty for her." Ren raised his eyebrows in surprise, feeling stupid because he knew little about what was going on in front of him, "In this case, how do you think the people in the camp will react?" Joss only grunted as an answer. "I think she'd better keep pretending to be a boy," Wren said thoughtfully. "Let me protect her. The fewer people who know who she really is, the better." "You're going to tell her you already know she's a girl?" "Ha! It's only fair to give her a hard time. She's making fun of me every chance she gets, and I found out how she fooled me this morning, and nearly broke her neck. No, let her be bored a little longer. She thought I don't remember—" He glanced at Joss quickly, "she thought I was still in the dark, and that was all for now." Joss stood up, "You won't trouble her, will you? If I'm not mistaken, I think she believes that she has fallen in love with you." Ren grinned so much that the corners of his mouth reached his ears, "That's good. Don't worry, I won't hurt her, but I want her to taste my masterpiece too." When Alex came in an hour later, her chin was pointing skyward, while Joss and Ryan were playing dice absently. "Alex," Ren said without raising his head, "did you go to the training ground to practice today? Although you have gained some muscle, it's still not enough to look good." "Practice a ghost. I don't know why, anyway, I only care about whether you live or die, and I don't have the energy to abuse my limp body." Ren looked up at her with a shocked and painful expression, "Alex, how can you talk to me like that? Are you really angry that I'm not dead? You go, Joss, I want to rest. When I have some strength, maybe I'll get myself some wine." He fell back on the pillow with a sick look. Joss chuckled a few times, put the dice back in his pocket, gave Ren a blank look, and left. Alex wanted to leave him alone, but seeing him paralyzed on the bed, pale and helpless, he couldn't bear it, "I'll get you some wine," she sighed helplessly.When she handed him the wine bag, his hands were too trembling to grasp, so she had to put one hand around his shoulders to support him, and brought the wine glass to his lips—even now, those two lips still make her feel uncomfortable. Shortness of breath. "You're tired," Ryan said sympathetically, "how long has it been since you took a shower? No one in the world is dirtier than you, a boy as young as you. Well," he lay down with a smug smile, "one day When you meet a woman you like, you want to please her. Did I tell you about my competition outside of Paris? There were three women there, each of them—" "I don't want to hear it!" she yelled, and he just gave her an innocent wink. "I don't want to hear your dirty stories." "Followers should be educated in all aspects, not just weapons. For example, when you play the pipa and sing, the tunes you choose and the lyrics you sing are very girly. Women like strong and confident men, who would want a sissy Little watch." "Sissy!" She was greatly humiliated.She may not be beautiful, but she is confident in her music. "What do you know about women?" she snorted. "If you know as little about women as you do about music, then you are too arrogant like a-" "What is it?" He asked with interest, and stood up to face her. "A handsome boy? A strong man? Or a fire?" "Bored man!" she yelled. "Oh, if only your strength was as strong as your voice. Have you ever tried to yell at a city wall to see if it would collapse? Maybe you could make a tone that would knock the enemy's horses Lead them all to the wasteland." "Don't say it! Don't say it!" She screamed, "I hate you, I hate you such a stupid and arrogant nobleman!" She turned her head and stopped rushing, but was held back by Ren's deep command tone. "Come to Rosamund? I feel very ill." She took a step towards him, and immediately restrained her impulse, turned her head and rushed out of the tent. There were many people around the tent, and they obviously heard their argument.Trying her best to ignore those whispering and ambiguous people, she rushed straight to the training ground to practice bow and arrow for three hours. In the end, she didn't go to the river to wash her hair and take a bath until she could no longer squeeze any strength from her whole body, and she returned to the camp after solving the livelihood problems. The tent was dark, and since Ren kept silent, she guessed that he was asleep.If she was brave enough, she should go out to camp now and never come back.Why does she think that what she cherishes should also be meaningful to this noble child?No doubt he was used to women getting in and out of his bed and didn't bother to notice them.Why should one more be different?If she confessed that she was his prisoner, would he laugh at her, or accept her as one of the concubines in the harem?Would she and Blanche have to take turns entertaining him? "Alex?" Ren called sleepily, "You've been there for a long time. Have you eaten?" "I stuffed a big pail full of food," she responded impudently, "so I'll grow as big as your horse." "Alex, don't be mad at me. Come sit down and sing me a song." "I'm not the kind you like." "I don't care." His voice sounded so tired that it softened her heart again.Grabbing the lute, she played it softly and hummed the chorus. "Judith will like you," he murmured. "Judith? Your brother's beautiful wife? Why would a noble lady like her want to talk to a commoner lawyer's...son?" "She will like your music." His voice was full of sleepiness. After making sure he was asleep, Alex tiptoed to his bed and stared at him for a long time, reassuring himself that he was still alive.It was late at night, and she had just returned to her hard bed, forcing herself not to cry. In the early morning, Ryan insisted on going to the training ground despite the protests of Alex and Joss.While walking, Alex saw cold sweat on his forehead, his facial muscles were tense and he forced himself to move. "If you're dead, what's the use to us?" "If I'm really dead, will Hugh personally notify my family?" He spoke in a serious manner, and she was not surprised by it.Then she saw a dimple popping out on one side, and she knew he was playing tricks on her. "I'll throw your body on horseback and meet your perfect family, but don't expect me to kneel with your sisters in mourning." "My sister is not the only one who will mourn for me. Did I mention to you Joanne, Judith's maid? I have never seen a woman as sentimental as her in all my life." Alex immediately turned his back after hearing this, and stubbornly straightened his back amidst Ryan's burst of laughter.After practicing for an hour, Alex went back to the camp alone to get the herbal soup that Rosamund had developed for Ren, but happened to see Blanche rummaging through his clothes furtively in the tent. "What are you doing?" Alex asked, and Blanche jumped up guiltily. "Find... find dirty clothes to wash." Alex laughed, "Since when did you know what soap is?" She quickly clasped Blanche's arms, "You'd better do it with me. You know that the penalty for stealing is expulsion." "I should have left here," Blanche struggled hard, "Anyway, there is no place worthy of my memory. Let me go!" When Blanche pulled, Alex pushed her, pushing her far away, hitting her back against the camp post. "I'll take revenge," Blanche spat darkly. "I'll make you regret taking my Rain." "Me?" Alex tried his best not to show his excitement, "I want to know how I snatched your Renn away?" "You know he doesn't want me in his bed anymore," she stood up, "and now he's got a chick—" "Watch your tongue," Alex warned sharply, "I think you'd better worry about my anger. What were you looking for when I came in?" Blanche refused to answer, "Then I'll just go to Ryan .” With that, she turned and walked out. "No!" Blanche's voice was weeping. "I have nowhere else to go. Please don't tell him. I didn't steal. I never stole." "It's okay if I don't tell him, but there is one condition." "What conditions?" asked Blanche in horror. "Tell me about Joss." "Joss?" Blanche responded as if she had never heard the name before. Alex glared at her, "I don't have time to talk to you about mushrooms. When someone comes to me and you haven't said anything, I'm going to tell Ren." Blanche immediately burst into words, "Jos is a bard, all noble women want him, not only his music but also his..." She paused, "He never gets tired , " Her yearning look made Alex believe that she was talking about first-hand information. "He went to Nanterresburg on Lady Alice's orders." Hearing the surname Jotels, Alex immediately raised his head, and Jotels was the one who captured Ryan's younger sister and second sister-in-law. "Lady Alice is a wicked woman," continued Blanche, "but her husband, Lord Edmer, is even more terrifying. He likes to beat women and rape women. He once beat a woman named Constance to death-at least He thought she was dead. He gave the body to Joss to throw away." "And then?" Alex urged. "I don't have much time." "The woman wasn't dead, so Zis hid her and nursed her until she recovered, and fell in love with her." "Isn't that unusual for Joss?" Blanche suddenly became nervous, and her words were a little hesitant, "I don't think he loved anyone before. Master Edmer found that she was not dead, so he pulled her back by force, and then threw Joss into the dungeon. The girl... ...this Constance..." "How is it?" Alex asked impatiently. "She thought Joss was going to die this time, so she cut her wrist and killed herself." Alex immediately crossed himself on his chest, "But Joss escaped and hid here." She continued. "He killed Lord Edmer before he escaped." After finishing speaking, Blanche ran out of the camp. "Killed an earl," Alex murmured.There is no doubt that there must be a huge reward for his head outside, and it is no wonder that he is unwilling to have anything to do with the women in the camp.Alex knew how to love someone and lose his heart. "What are you doing here?" Ren asked angrily behind her, "You have been away for at least an hour, but now I caught you here in a daze." "I'm going to work now." She turned and left. He grabbed her arm, and let her go immediately after touching her, "Did you hear some bad news?" "You won't be interested," she spat, and went out to check. She spent the next day thinking about Jos.Joss is affable and sensitive and deserves to be loved.She couldn't help wishing that it was Jos she loved, that it would be easier.Sooner or later Rain would leave the forest for his wealthy home, and then she would be alone again. When she absently raised the sword over her head and was about to strike down, she caught a glimpse of a strange movement from the corner of her eye.It turned out that it was Rosamund who was standing in the shade of the trees outside the field and staring intently, but Joss was the only one she was looking at.In her obsessive eyes, there was still a trace of desire that Alex would never mistake.Her head never bowed, nor did she look apologetic about her parentage. "Alex! Don't be in a daze!" Ren straightened his neck and yelled at her. After making a face, she recovered her mind and concentrated on practicing. After dark, because Ren's body was still weak, he entered the account to rest first.Alex sat outside the tent, absent-mindedly eating a bowl of beans, with Joss beside him. "You tore your shirt, find someone to sew it for you." Before Alex finished speaking, three women immediately volunteered. "Never mind," muttered Joss, staring at his bowl, "you can wear it anyway." "Give them the shirts," Alex said impatiently, "I'll get you Ryan's, he has plenty anyway." Joss reluctantly took off his shirt, and Alex entered the tent in a hurry. After glancing at Ren's sleeping body, he took a shirt and went out.Jos sat by the campfire with his upper body naked, surrounded by a large group of chattering women, all of whom looked at him greedily, and Rosamund stood far away.Although there were many stars and moons, Joss didn't look at anyone. After Alex handed over the shirt to Joss, he filled himself with a cup of hot apple juice and cooled it slowly.Suddenly there was a noise outside the firelight, causing everyone to look back.Later Alex didn't remember her carefully planning it.Anyway, she was standing next to Jos, holding her apple juice.In her head, she only thought that if Joss was injured, she would definitely go to Rosamund, so the next moment she poured half of the scalding apple juice on Joss' arm. When it was done, she regretted it.Joss jumped away from her hastily, and his shirt fell to the floor. "Joss, I—" She watched in horror as his arm suddenly turned red. "Rosamonds," someone was saying, "go and call Rosamund." A few seconds later, Rosamund arrived at the scene. Her cold fingers supported Joss' arm and led him into the dark woods. Alex was stunned, not knowing that there were tears in his eyes, and his body was trembling.It happened so fast, she didn't have time to stop and think.A big hand suddenly grabbed her collar, startling her. "Follow me to the river, or I'll whip you now!" Ren growled in her ear, with unconcealable anger in his voice. Her guilt was instantly replaced by fear.Take a whip?Swallowing with difficulty, she obediently followed Ren in the dark forest.She really deserves to be punished, because she has no right to hurt her friend, no matter what her motives are.