Lu Yunchu stood up suddenly, his face full of fear.
Wen Jue was startled by her appearance.
She was in a state of panic all day long, and he was quite sure that she was crazy.
She looked up at the sky. It was pitch black all around her. Under the light of the fire, she could vaguely see white snowflakes falling.
Lu Yunchu stretched out his hand, his heart beating fast: "First snow..."
Liu Zhixu climbed down from the carriage and also looked up at the sky, saying worriedly, "I wonder if it will snow heavily. What should we do if it snows heavily? Let's continue on our way."
Wen Jue also had the same concern and nodded, "You're right." He looked puzzled, "The sky didn't look like it was going to snow during the day, so why did it suddenly snow in the evening?"
Because God decided to make me break my legs tonight! Lu Yunchu took a few deep breaths to calm himself down.
She turned her head and looked at the male and female protagonists. Perhaps it was because of her appearance that the two of them had not made much progress. The plot couldn't wait any longer and had to let her get hurt to intensify the conflict and push the progress forward
Without hesitation, she got into Liu Zhixu's carriage and said to her, "It's snowing tonight, can you take me in for a while?"
In the dark carriage, Liu Zhixu's eyes changed unclearly.
She stared at Lu Yunchu, with doubts in her heart. She couldn't see through Lu Yunchu. Lu Yunchu always spoke and acted strangely, and it didn't seem like he wanted to get close to her.
The last time she and Wen Jue went out of the city in a low-key manner in order to cooperate in uncovering secrets, why did Lu Yunchu suddenly follow them and want to stay with them
Liu Zhixu is not some innocent girl, her scheming and methods are no less than Wen Jue's, but in romantic novels with two strong characters, the hero always overshadows the heroine, and the heroine is often only remembered for her emotional entanglement with the hero.
She held Lu Yunchu's hand, and the cold temperature of Lu Yunchu's fingertips made her frown subconsciously: "Mrs. Lu, are you scared?"
Lu Yunchu held Liu Zhixu's hand tightly with his backhand: "Yes. Miss Liu, I know you will think that I am acting strangely, but I swear, I have no intention of harming you."
She begged, "Please stay with me tonight. No matter what happens, don't let me go alone."
Liu Zhixu did not agree, but asked: "Do you know that the way you talk is strange?"
Lu Yunchu was very nervous. She didn't think they had a deep relationship. She said sullenly, "... I know."
A light laugh was heard in the air, and Liu Zhixu's tone returned to normal: "Okay, I promise you."
Lu Yunchu was stunned and looked up at her.
Liu Zhixu smiled and said, "Everyone has their own secrets. I won't ask. I trust you." She blinked, "Besides, I owe you a life-saving favor."
Lu Yunchu's mind went blank for a moment, and after a while she realized that she should be talking about the time when she replaced Wen Jue to save her.
Liu Zhixu lifted the carriage curtain and said to the coachman, "Let's go."
Lu Yunchu looked outside as she moved, and the snowflakes grew from tiny dots to small petals. In just a short period of time, the snow became thicker.
The carriage had just gone a short distance when the curtain on the side of the carriage was lifted up, revealing Wen Jue's dark face. He walked around Lu Yunchu and asked Liu Zhixu unhappily, "You let her stay?"
Liu Zhixu did not use Lu Yunchu's rhetoric to convince Wen Jue, but just said: "Yes, the snow is too heavy, it is not safe for Madam Lu to walk alone."
Wen Jue gritted his teeth, and it was obvious that he wanted to drive Lu Yunchu away: "If it was normal, it would be fine, but today..."
Lu Yunchu looked at Liu Zhixu worriedly. She knew that there couldn't be any changes on their trip and she was afraid that Liu Zhixu would change his mind at the last minute.
Liu Zhixu ignored Wen Jue's harsh words and said, "If you are in a hurry, go ahead and we will follow."
Wen Jue raised his eyebrows in surprise, and his tone became more severe: "What do you mean?"
Liu Zhixu did not answer, and was determined to keep Lu Yunchu.
Although Wen Jue has a good impression of Liu Zhixu, all these good impressions are based on the fact that she is a smart person. If she is confused because of soft-heartedness, then she is not worthy of his appreciation.
He sneered, dropped the curtain, kicked the horse's belly, and disappeared into the snow with his guards.
This is too ungentlemanly, Lu Yunchu despised it. If she didn't know that Liu Zhixu was protected by a shadow, she would definitely worry about the safety of this trip.
Liu Zhixu's expression remained unchanged as he poured her a cup of hot water: "Drink some, you feel cold."
Lu Yunchu was a little embarrassed: "Sorry, I'm a burden to you."
Liu Zhixu shook her head and smiled. "There is only one direction on this road, and the nearest deserted temple is not far away. According to the momentum of the snowfall, no matter how fast they run, they will stop at the deserted temple." She lowered the curtain of the car and said calmly, "We will meet there."
She was right. When they arrived at the Huanghuang Temple, Wen Jue and his group had already started a fire there.
When he saw the two people coming in, his face changed, thinking that they had followed him in on purpose. But the next moment, he realized that they could only rest here to avoid the snow, so he suppressed his anger and said nothing.
He sat next to the fire, waiting for Liu Zhixu to come over and warm himself by the fire, and then he bowed his head to apologize to him.
After waiting for a while, they didn't come. When he looked up, he saw Liu Zhixu and his men picking up some dry grass and firewood in the corner of the temple and making a small fire.
He stared at the two of them, wishing he could cut Lu Yunchu into pieces with his eyes.
Before he could even glance at her, Lu Yunchu suddenly stood up, as if he was about to go out.
Wen Jue was shocked, he usually stared at her with hatred, but she didn't react like that.
Before Lu Yunchu could take a step, Liu Zhixu grabbed her.
Liu Zhixu was surprised: "Mrs. Lu?"
Lu Yunchu could hardly control her body. She tried to turn her head and squeezed out a word: "Stop me." It turned out that the way to break a leg was to fall off a horse. She was very nervous when she walked into the ruined temple just now, fearing that a landslide would break her leg, so she didn't let Liu Zhixu tie her up. If she had known this, she would never let her body move.
For the first time, Liu Zhixu failed to maintain her calm expression. She subconsciously tugged at Lu Yunchu's sleeves and said in a panic, "What's wrong?"
Wen Jue walked over when he saw this. Since Lu Yunchu had already come, there was no need for him to chase her away, so he said, "Don't leave, stay."
But Lu Yunchu wanted to go against him and shook off Liu Zhixu's hand: "I have to go."
Wen Jue was not happy about it, and held the knife horizontally: "I won't let you leave."
Liu Zhixu was surprised and speechless, and quickly took the opportunity to stop Lu Yunchu.
Lu Yunchu looked calm, but in his heart he really wanted to kowtow to him. Thank you, the argumentative male protagonist.
“I have to go,” she repeated.
Liu Zhixu didn't know why she said that, but since he had promised Lu Yunchu that he would keep her no matter what, he had to stick to his promise. Besides, a blizzard was coming, so he really shouldn't leave the ruined temple.
She grabbed Lu Yunchu's sleeve tightly: "The snow is too heavy. It's dangerous to go out."
Lu Yunchu's expression remained unchanged, but her eyes were filled with emotions. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that she had not meant to leave.
Liu Zhixu felt a sense of panic in her heart. She was always afraid of things that were out of her control. Was someone threatening her? Impossible. If someone was watching her, Ying would definitely tell her. The person threatening her was not nearby. Maybe he was threatening her through someone else, or maybe Lu Yunchu suddenly changed his mind, or maybe it was the poisonous insect from southern Xinjiang...
She rejected every reason and couldn't think of an answer.
She put aside her reason and decided to trust her instincts.
Lu Yunchu was not afraid of Wen Jue's threat. He pushed open his scabbard and rushed out.
Wen Jue didn't expect her to be so crazy, and he didn't have time to stop her. Seeing that she was about to rush into the snow, Liu Zhixu suddenly hugged her from behind. The two of them staggered and rolled on the ground and fell in front of the temple gate.
Liu Zhixu pressed down on Lu Yunchu, supporting her own weight while preventing Lu Yunchu from getting up. She looked down at Lu Yunchu and said calmly, "Unless you tell me the reason, you are not allowed to leave."
The snowy wind blew Liu Zhixu's black hair, and Lu Yunchu looked into her eyes, and it was hard not to be moved.
Who would have thought that the next moment, Wen Jue ran over, grabbed Liu Zhixu, and said angrily: "Why are you making a scene with her? If she's mad and wants to leave, just let her go. It's best for her to die outside!"
Perhaps it was because the heroine's pounce on her interrupted the plot, Lu Yunchu felt that her body control was briefly restored. She didn't hesitate and kicked Wen Jue.
Wen Jue was kicked and leaped forward, turned his head and looked at her in surprise, and the next moment he jumped up: "You are looking for death!"
Lu Yunchu: "Yes! I'm such a bitch! Quick, tie me up!"
Wen Jue was so angry that he lost all his rationality. Ma Xi agreed: "Come here, tie her up!"
Lu Yunchu felt relieved, but before he could rejoice, he found that the guards seemed to not hear Wen Jue speak and did not take any action.
Wen Jue also noticed their strangeness, but he had no time to think about it and prepared to capture Lu Yunchu with his own hands.
Just after taking two steps towards her, he suddenly felt a pain in his heart and lost all his strength. He almost fell to his knees in pain.
He was so angry that his eyes turned red: "Lu Yunchu..."
Lu Yunchu walked backwards uncontrollably into the snow, waving his hands frantically: "It wasn't me! I kicked your hips, not your chest!"
That makes sense. Wen Jue recovered and was about to chase after him, but Liu Zhixu next to him caught up with him first.
Just like him, he felt a pain in his chest after taking just a few steps and fell to the ground.
Wen Jue rushed forward to help her up, and when he looked up again, the crazy woman's figure had disappeared in the vast snow.
Liu Zhixu collapsed in Wen Jue's arms, unable to breathe, but calling out with all his strength: "Ying."
But the black figure did not appear in the vast expanse of white snow.
There is never a time when the shadow cannot be summoned, what's going on
Liu Zhixu felt weak all over, and for a moment, she felt that she had glimpsed a world that she should not have been aware of.
Her temple was throbbing violently. She gritted her teeth and endured it. She wanted to call out Ying's name again, but she couldn't resist the next moment and fainted.
Lu Yunchu was forced to turn over and get off the horse after diving into the snow. The snow wind whistled and blew towards her face. She couldn't even open her eyes. She buried her head in the horse's neck and hugged it tightly.
No matter how fast the horse galloped, she couldn't let herself be thrown off.
The horse ran too fast, and the goose-feather snow turned into sharp blades, constantly scraping at her body. Even when she buried her head behind the horse's neck, she still had difficulty breathing.
She could only lower her head and see the snow retreating from the ground, and feel the snow pouring into her eyes and nostrils.
This feeling was so painful, every minute and every second was torture. With flashes of memories from her previous two lives, she found that she was about to forget the pain of breaking her leg.
Maybe it's not that painful.
She thought of Wen Zhan, the illness that tortured him, and the missed opportunities in their two lives. He should have died in the first two lives, but she was still alive. At least one of them could change their fate. The little one had already been enough, and people should not be too greedy.
She suddenly regained her strength, tightened the reins, and tried to raise her lower body to look forward.
Just one glance and Xuefeng forced her to close her eyes again.
There was nothing in front of him except a vast expanse of white, and he couldn't see anything. But at least there were no trees or cliffs, so he could be safe for a while.
She cursed and hugged the horse's neck tightly. The sooner she died, the sooner she would be reborn. It would be better to die quickly.
She was wearing very warm clothes, but she couldn't stand the galloping in the blizzard. After a while, her whole body was frozen, and she could no longer feel whether she was holding the horse's neck.
Don't let go, if you fall again, maybe you won't fall too hard, right
The thought flashed through her mind, and she shuddered and immediately came to her senses.
Considering the speed at which a horse is running, if one falls off, it would be a miracle to survive, let alone break a leg.
She was a little scared. Was she just a little lax? Was the plot beginning to affect her morale
She gritted her teeth and pulled the reins with all her strength. Her palms were bleeding, but she didn't feel any pain.
Not only was she frozen all over, but the horse was too. The reins were tight around its neck, and it ran forward numbly and mechanically as if it had no sense at all, and leaped into the endless sea of snow on the side.
Liu Zhixu bit her tongue and forced herself to wake up. She wanted to push Wen Jue away and shout Ying's name, but she couldn't do it at all.
A huge feeling of powerlessness and panic surged in her heart. She looked at the noisy and roaring snow wind, hoping desperately that the black figure would appear in the snow.
She lay in Wen Jue's arms, with a mist of confusion in her eyes. She didn't want to rely on someone's arms. Her intuition made her want to find Ying when she was in the most difficult and panicky situation. But she couldn't remember Ying's face, let alone his voice. She only remembered his black figure.
Suddenly, a black dot appeared in the vast snow curtain. The black dot was getting closer and closer. Liu Zhixu could not help but clench his fists tightly.
The visitor was dressed in black, with a cloak covering half of his face, leaving only a delicate pale chin exposed.
He was thin but very upright, and his hands holding the reins were covered with ugly scars.
Even so, he was riding a tall horse, looking down at them from an angle that still seemed to be looking down upon them. Although she couldn't see his expression clearly, she could still sense his proud and stern demeanor, which was even more so in the wind and snow.
Liu Zhixu felt Wen Jue's body become stiff.
She heard him subconsciously mutter: "Your Highness..."
The man sat on a high horse, the blizzard trying to cover his figure, blowing through his black cloak and blowing up the black hair that came out from inside, making it fly in the air.
He didn't say anything, but just opened his mouth and made small gestures.
The snowflakes were too dense for Liu Zhixu to make out, but Wen Jue suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed forward with the scabbard.
The man in black did not hesitate and immediately rode his horse into the vast snow fog.
Lu Yunchu didn't know how long she had been running, maybe very short, maybe very long. She had already lost her sense of time and her whole body was numb.
She had just held the reins tightly and barely avoided the sparse woods and rock piles.
The blood flowed out from the palm of his hand and was quickly frozen by the wind and snow.
Fortunately, she was not injured, so that the next time she pulled the reins, the reopened wound would remind her to wake up.
But she insisted not to do it because it was too painful.
She couldn't wake up her body again, and she was almost losing her will.
Why struggle? If you don't fall, you will end up with a broken leg anyway.
Only then did she realize that her struggle was in vain and she ended up with bruises on her hands.
If she had fallen off the horse at the beginning, she might have been picked up by the hero and heroine. Unlike now, she was at a loss, with the sky and the earth connected. She would have been frozen to death if she fell.
But she couldn't die, Wen Zhan was waiting for her.
The will to survive lasts for two lifetimes and will never easily dissipate in the third lifetime. Instead, it will become stronger and stronger.
Lu Yunchu looked up and saw a black spot in front of him.
It looked like a dead forest, so she had to be careful and avoid it.
But she was so weak and dizzy, as if she was crushed by a snowstorm and couldn't lift her head.
In the blizzard that seemed to never stop, Lu Yunchu finally lost his will to fight and loosened his grip on the reins.
The bumpy horse did not stop, and she was thrown up, and then fell heavily, and was about to be thrown out.
“Ouch—”
A sharp neigh broke the silence of the snowy night. The bright moonlight poured down, illuminating the figure of a man riding a horse passing by.
Lu Yunchu was thrown away, but she didn't feel any pain. Perhaps she was frozen stiff and could no longer feel pain, or perhaps the snow was too thick and the fluffy snow supported her...
She fought the groggy thoughts and tried her best to open her eyes.
There was a dark collar in front of me.
She thought of the night when she traveled through time and rescued the bloody man from under the beam, and she also wiped the dark collar.
The inertia of the galloping horse was too strong for the man to resist, so he hugged her and fell into the snow together.
She was tucked into a warm embrace, her head protected. They rolled through the snow and finally stopped on a steep slope.
She didn't feel any pain, she just felt her body being covered by the cloak, then he stood up and picked her up.
The snow was above his knees, and he walked with one foot deep and one foot shallow, but he walked very steadily.
Lu Yunchu was buried in the cloak, and his body gradually warmed up.
There was the whistling of the wind in her ears and the crisp sound of feet stepping on the snow. She smelled the cool fragrance of medicine on his body, and felt extremely at ease.
Just before she passed out, she raised her hands and hugged Wen Zhan's neck.
It’s great that in the past life, we can all escape the control of fate.