Shocking Mountain Moon

Chapter 121 You Say, I Believe
Xue Han frowned: "The lake water is too cold at this time of year."

"It's not an old illness..." Qiu Heng's face was pale and his expression was conflicted.

"Don't worry, Miss Qiu Liu. I won't tell anyone else."

Qiu Heng pursed her lips and hesitated: "I think it's too absurd, and I'm afraid that Master Xue won't believe it if I tell him. But I'm also very scared in my heart, what if it's true——"

"I believe it." Xue Han looked at the helpless girl and said seriously, "If you say it, I will believe it."

"I met the prince when I left the palace, and then... I had a dream."

"What dream?"

"It was a nightmare." Qiu Heng tried her best to keep her tone calm. "I dreamed that the prince's residence was on fire and the prince was trapped in a tall building. Because of the delay in rescue, he was already dead when he was rescued..."

Xue Han listened quietly, with little change on his expression.

Qiu Heng's voice gradually lowered: "Master Xue, this sounds ridiculous, right?"

"No. I also have weird dreams and nightmares."

Most of his dreams are nightmares.

In different nightmares, the little girl experienced different miseries, but the same thing was that he was always powerless to do anything.

It was not until the little girl in his dream grew up and stood in front of him that he finally stopped having nightmares.

"But this dream was so real that I could even feel the heat of the flames and see the names of the tall buildings engulfed in flames."

"what name?"

"Zhaixing Tower." Qiu Heng looked into Xue Han's eyes and said word by word, "The building that caught fire is called Zhaixing Tower."

Xue Han's eyes suddenly turned dark.

The Imperial City Administration was responsible for the protection, and he was familiar with the layout of the Autumn Hunting Palace. There was indeed a tall building in the prince's residence, named the Star-Picking Tower.

"The Crown Prince is the heir to the throne, and his fate is related to the country. Although I know it is too absurd to take the dream seriously, I am afraid that just in case..."

Xue Han finally let go of the worry in his heart.

He thought something had happened to her, but it turned out she was suffering from a nightmare.

"A nightmare that is too real is indeed frightening. Miss Qiu Liu, don't worry about it. I will arrange for people to strengthen the patrol." Afraid that Qiu Heng would think he was perfunctory, Xue Han asked again, "Are there any other details in Miss Qiu Liu's dream? I will pay more attention to them."

Qiu Heng's face still showed fear, but she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

After dealing with him so many times, she had a better understanding of Xue Han. He might not believe in her dream, but he would keep his promise.

"Details..." Qiu Heng groaned, "The fire in the dream probably started at Zichu, it seems... it seems to be tomorrow night!"

"Okay, I'll remember that." Xue Han said solemnly.

Qiu Heng's expression relaxed: "Thank you, Master Xue."

"Miss Qiu Liu, you are too polite. We must not let our guard down when it comes to the safety of the Crown Prince. Autumn is a dry season, and it is a fire-prone season. We should be more careful."

Qiu Heng curved her lips and said, "I am grateful to Master Xue for trusting me. If it were someone else, they would think I was talking nonsense and had a hysteria."

"Then if something like this happens again, tell me."

Qiu Heng saw the smile in Xue Han's eyes and lowered her eyes slightly.

His guilt was too useful.

"Has Miss Qiuliu's old illness recurred recently?" Xue Han suddenly asked.

Qiu Heng shook her head: "Not recently."

"There is no trace of the attack?"

"Ah."

Xue Han cast his gaze towards the rippling lake: "What if it's winter?"

Qiu Heng was silent for a moment, then smiled slightly: "I'm used to it."

Xue Han also fell silent.

"Master Xue, I'm going back first."

"I send you."

Qiu Heng did not refuse. This forest was quiet and peaceful, with birds singing sweetly. Xue Han stopped while walking.

Qiu Heng moved her nose: "It seems to smell like blood."

Receiving Xue Han's slightly surprised look, Qiu Heng said, "I deal with spices, and I am quite sensitive to scents."

A successful perfume maker cannot have a dull sense of smell.

The word "also" reminded Xue Han of the past embarrassment, and he couldn't help but cough lightly: "Ahem, let's go and take a look."

He walked in front, keeping Qiu Heng firmly behind him.

"It's a young deer, it's injured."

Qiu Heng took a step forward and looked towards the source of the bloody smell.

It was a curled up deer with a feather arrow stuck in its leg. It looked over with wet eyes and made short snorting sounds.

"It escaped from hunters." Xue Han said as he half squatted down, patted the deer to comfort it, quickly pulled out the arrow with one hand, and blocked the wound with a towel with the other.

The fawn groaned in pain, perhaps because it was too weak or because it had the intelligence to know that this was the person who saved it, so it barely struggled.

"Miss Qiuliu, please help me get the golden wound medicine. It's in the blue purse around my waist."

Qiu Heng nodded and took out a bottle of ointment from the purse hanging on Xue Han's waist. She recognized it as Renxintang's top-grade wound medicine at a glance.

Xue Han glanced at it and quickly reminded: "It's not this one, it's the other bottle."

"Oh." Qiu Heng put the porcelain bottle back and took out another one.

It is also Renxintang’s top-grade wound medicine, but in larger quantities.

Does this make a difference?
Qiu Heng was puzzled for a moment and opened the bottle.

Xue Han took the golden wound medicine and sprinkled it carefully on Xiaolu's wound, and then said: "I'll have to trouble Miss Qiuliu to help me get the cloth strip."

"Where?"

"In the bag on the other side of my waist."

Qiu Heng took out a roll of cloth and said, "Let me do it."

"I've already got my hands dirty, so don't touch it."

Qiu Heng watched Xue Han bandage the deer's wound with skillful movements and said with a smile, "Master Xue has quite a lot of things with him."

"They are all commonly used." Xue Han said casually.

Qiu Heng fell silent.

Xue Han tied the strip of cloth into a knot: "Okay, let's go."

On the way to the lake to wash her hands, Qiu Heng looked back at the deer.

"Even if the wound is treated, he may not survive." Xue Han did not look back, "Will Miss Qiu Liu think that I am doing this in vain? He is already prey--"

"No. When we were hunting, it was prey. Now that we meet it, it is a living being." Qiu Heng turned her head to look at Xue Han and smiled, "Lord Xue really sympathizes with the poor and the weak."

Xue Han: “…” I should have found another excuse at the beginning.

After returning to her residence, Qiu Heng took a shower, changed her clothes, and had a delicious dinner.

"Girl, I noticed that you are in a good mood today."

Qiu Heng sat on the bed, leaning back against the soft pillow, and did not deny: "Yes, it's not bad."

The most important thing about this autumn hunting trip went smoothly, so I was naturally in a good mood.

Although she reminded Xue Han, she still had to go over quietly and keep an eye on it tomorrow night, just in case.

As the night deepened, Qiu Heng fell asleep. After an unknown amount of time, she vaguely heard a noise.

Qiu Heng sat up suddenly, her heart beating violently for no apparent reason. She listened attentively for a while, then immediately stood up, picked up the coat hanging on the screen, put it on, and hurried out.

Fangzhou, who was sleeping in the outer room, woke up when he heard the noise and asked in confusion, "Where are you going, girl?"

"I'll go out and see."

After saying this, Qiu Heng ran to the courtyard and saw flames rising from the direction of the palace and the noise became clearer.