Outside the city of Runing, everyone had been waiting for A Que for a long time, and they were very anxious. The young guard was even more anxious, convincing himself that there should be no mistake, while secretly worrying about A Que's safety. Just as he was about to plow a ditch on the ground, a small black spot appeared in the distance, gradually approaching where everyone was.
The sharp-eyed saw that the person was A Que, and several guards rushed over and surrounded the crowd: "How is it? Is it going well?"
A Que was probably blown away by the wind, her eyes and ears were red, and she spoke with a nasal voice. She handed the medicine bag in her hand to the guard, and replied in a rowdy manner, "It's all the medicine according to the prescription, and the journey went smoothly. I saw officers and soldiers coming to arrest people in the city, so I can’t stay here too long, it’s easy to be discovered.”
Holding the heavy medicine bag, the guard finally breathed a sigh of relief and said with emotion: "Thanks to you, as long as there is medicine, everything is easy to talk about." He comforted: "Is it frozen this time? Get in the car to warm up, I'll go and cook the medicine."
Ah Que didn't move, she gently broke free from his hand, shook her head, and said in a low voice, "No need."
The guard was stunned for a moment, but he still didn't understand: "... What's the matter?"
"I..." He lowered his head and muttered, "I'm not leaving."
Guard: "What do you mean?"
Ah Que wiped her face with her sleeve, raised her head and said, "I was in the city just now, and the doctor of the drugstore looked at me and asked me if I would like to stay as an apprentice."
"I'm following the young master along the way, except to cause him trouble, there is nothing else to do, it's better to stay here, at least..." He choked, took a deep breath, and then continued, "At least you don't have to wander around anymore. , can... can live well."
"… "
The guard had no sympathy with him, and was not familiar with him at first, and felt that it was indeed embarrassing for him to force such a child to die. Since A Que took the initiative to leave, he couldn't decide to stay, so he said, "I can't decide this matter. If you want to leave, naturally no one can stop you. But the son always takes you by his side and treats him When you wake up, you better tell him."
Ah Que shook her head and said, "There are chasing troops in the city, you can't delay here any longer, you have to leave immediately. If the son asks me, you can say that I am ungrateful. I'm sorry, tell him to forget me."
The guard couldn't stand his repeated urging, and seeing that he had made up his mind, he no longer insisted: "The gathering and dispersing are fixed, everyone knows each other, there is no need to say sorry. When the son wakes up, I will tell him that he is ."
A Que thanked him softly, took a step forward, knelt down at the carriage, and kowtowed three times towards Wen Heng. After completing this solemn farewell, he got up and brushed off the dust on his sleeves, and said to the guards, "I will enter the city after you all leave, so as not to expose the whereabouts of the young master."
The guard looked at him suspiciously, always feeling that he was too calm, and the decision to leave seemed to have been carefully considered, but it was clear that he was very concerned about Wen Heng. It's really affectionate, or something else is going on.
Since the chasing soldiers were on the side, it was inconvenient for them to stay here for a long time. The guards quickly collected the medicinal materials, repacked their luggage, and mounted their horses to continue their journey. Wei Liu Aque stood beside the road, with her back straight, watching everyone go away until the carriage disappeared at the end of the road, Fang raised his hand to wipe away the tears that almost condensed on his face, turned and walked towards Runing City.
In the dark and drowsy, Wen Heng's ears always lingered with sobbing sounds, which made his heart throb involuntarily. I don't know how long it took, someone helped him get up and gave him water and medicine. A strong bitter taste exploded on the tip of his tongue, and all his senses immediately returned to the cage with the taste. He curled his right index finger slightly, finally broke free from the dream, and opened his eyes again.
The guard almost cried with joy: "Young Master! You are awake!"
Wen Heng's illness is like a mountain, and the situation is very dangerous. If it hadn't been for the life-saving medicine, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to support it with his bones.
He himself did not expect this to be another pass through the gates of hell and did not enter. He only felt that his qi was deficient, and he could not breathe if he moved a little. He used to be said to be weak and sick, but now he has really learned what it means to be seriously ill. Difficult.
He sat up with the help of the guards, sipped slowly with a large bowl of medicinal soup, and asked himself what happened after he fell into a coma: "How long have I fainted?"
"Let's talk about five hours." The guard lifted the curtain of the car to let him look outside, "It's already afternoon."
The day was sloping westward, and outside was an unfamiliar forest and field. There were neither towns nor villages, except for a dilapidated thatched hut behind the carriage, which could still shelter from the wind and rain. Wen Heng asked, "Where is this?"
The guard replied, "My subordinates don't know either. Let's walk westward from Runing City. We've all been in this kind of wasteland along the way. We haven't seen any other villages and towns."
Wen Heng nodded and asked again, "How about Fan Yang? Did you go to Runing City to buy medicine?"
The guard replied, "Brother Fan has changed the medicine, and his injuries are no longer serious. He woke up earlier than the young master. The medicine was brought to the city by little brother Aque."
"A Que?" Wen Heng said this, suddenly remembered the faint cry when he was unconscious, and realized that there seemed to be something missing around him: "What about others?"
The guards told him everything that happened outside Runing City.
Wen Heng listened calmly at first, until he heard his parting words, his right hand shivered heavily, the medicine bowl was overturned, and a small half bowl was spilled on the front of his clothes. He couldn't even care about the hot, and said angrily: "You left him there alone?!"
"Young Master!" The guard hurriedly stretched out his hand to help his medicine bowl, and explained in a panic, "It was A Que who insisted on leaving, and no one forced him! The subordinates listened to him because he felt that it was too dangerous to flee, and it was so easy. There was a chance to settle down, so I decided to stay in Runing…”
"No." Wen Heng interrupted him through gritted teeth, "If he really wants to stay in Runing City, and he doesn't have to sneak around, he will definitely wait for me to wake up before saying goodbye. Apart from saying that he saw the pursuers in the city, he also did what?"
The guard thought for a while, then hesitated: "It seems that there is nothing else... Oh, right! He kowtowed three times at the carriage before he left."
"… "
It was like a heavy hammer fell from the sky and slammed onto his chest. Wen Heng was almost speechless in pain in an instant. There was a buzzing sound in his ears like a buzzer, but there was a sentence that kept echoing clearly in his mind—
It was the night when the name "A Que" was born, Wen Heng took the initiative to confess his identity, and half-jokingly said to him, "Whenever you are willing to follow me, it won't be too late to kowtow again."
He remembered this sentence, and A Que also remembered it.
He was clearly willing, he was reluctant to leave, and he was... willing to sacrifice his life to save his life.
Wen Heng put down the medicine bowl, closed his eyes and tried his best to suppress the stench in his throat, and commanded in a deep voice, "Turn around and return to Runing City."
This order was given too suddenly, and Wen Heng looked like he suddenly lost his mind. Naturally, the guards couldn't let his temper be fooled, and after repeated persuasion, they finally alarmed Fan Yang, who was still recovering from his injuries.
He is a martial artist, and his body is better than Wen Heng, but he is not as haggard as he is, but his face is still a little pale, and he asks carefully, "Master, what the hell is going on? Isn't A Que going to leave by himself? Is there any other secret?"
Wen Heng didn't say anything and looked at him deeply.
Fan Yang called that look startled. When he learned of the death of King Qing and his wife, he thought it was the most profound pain in the world. Wen Heng would not have more pain in this life, but he didn't expect that there would still be traces of pain in his eyes at this time. .
"Young Master," he persuaded almost bitterly, "This subordinate knows that you can't bear him, but A Que himself said that he wants to stay in Runing, who can force him to fail?"
"Why A Que appeared in Baoan Temple, I explained to you."
When the people he cherished left him one by one, Wen Heng finally understood that there was no end to the predicament, and that he would only be beaten to the ground by impermanent fate. At this moment, he is determined to resist, even if it is regarded as a fuss, the benevolence of a woman must struggle, so as not to be overwhelmed by "powerlessness".
"I also asked someone to bring me a bottle of Woxue Green Bamboo Pills from the palace, but I didn't tell you the reason."
Fan Yang nodded and said, "My subordinates remember."
"That's not for nothing." Wen Heng said, "I said that A Que escaped from the human traffickers, just to reassure him. A Que doesn't want us to know who that person is, because he really hid behind his back. This person is far more terrifying than the traffickers. I guess this person is not weak in martial arts. I am afraid that he will have an accident in the future, so I asked you to pay more attention that night. As for the preparation of Woxue Qingzhuwan, it is because even A Que did not notice it, he was arrested long ago. The person has been poisoned, but the poison has not yet been released. This is also one of the means that the person controls him."
Fan Yang could never have imagined that there are still aftermaths hidden under the old events, and he was extremely shocked. Thousands of words came to his lips, but he didn't know how to arrange them: "This... Then Ah Que..."
"Although Ah Que doesn't know about the poisoning, he always knows how that person will treat him. How could he leave the person who can protect him and leave him alone, waiting for others to catch him?" Wen Heng frowned. The more he wrinkled, the tighter he said, "I'm afraid that only one sentence of chasing the soldiers is true in what he said. Eighty percent of it is that he happened to meet that person when he was buying medicine.
It can be seen from the poisoning that this person's methods are far more sinister and vicious than ordinary people imagine. Now that I think about it, it is very likely that A Que escaped to the Baoan Temple deliberately, and he will follow it all the way. Playing people with applause, first make him think that he has escaped, and then step on the last step when he is tired of running.
Wen Heng didn't even dare to think about what would happen if A Que fell into his hands. He patiently exhausted his anxiety and said, "Have I made it clear enough this time? Turn around and go back to Runing City!"
"Young master think twice!"
Fan Yang said in a trembling voice, "Five hours have passed, and it's too late to go back. Ah Que... Ah Que is a pity, but we managed to escape with great difficulty. Isn't it self-defeating when we turn back now? Brothers are not greedy for life and fear of death Senior, but if the young master is a little short, we will not be able to atone for our sins even if we die, and we will come to the underground, what face do we have to see the prince and princess!"
"A Que came this far because of me." Wen Heng pinched his palm tightly, and asked him slowly, word by word, "But because I gave in a good child, I can ignore his life and death. , walked away with peace of mind?"
In the past, as long as Wen Heng insisted, Fan Yang would always follow his will, but this time, for the first time, he did not back down.
"Young Master has A Que in his eyes, but have you ever had these brothers who accompanied you from birth to death?" He stared at Wen Heng and asked, "For whom did they abandon their family and business and follow you all the way from the capital to here? Who is the Abbot Huitong of Baoan Temple for, willing to sacrifice his life to fight with the pursuers? The blood of the Qing Dynasty is tied to you alone. Now, for the sake of a bird, the son actually intends to leave the blood and hatred of the palace behind and put all the efforts of these people. Is it worth it?!"