My vision was blurred, and the man was carrying the light again. I didn't really see his face. Vaguely saw a blue-gray robe, tall and thin.
"You..." I just wanted to ask who he was when I saw two black figures rushing over behind him from the corner of my eyes.
"Ah~" I exclaimed, stretched out my hand and grabbed the man in front of me, turned and ran.
Only then took a step, and there was a sudden pain in his right ankle.
I paused for a while, and I screamed bad luck in my heart. Is not it! The setting of breaking your feet when you fall, but it is only found in Gou Xue novels, in order to match the relationship between the male and female protagonists!
I wouldn't be so unlucky, so delicate, and I would die in such a fall!
Although there was some pain in the ankle, it was not like it was shown on TV, and he couldn't walk at all.
"Hurry up!" I looked back at the approaching black shadow. I grabbed the man's hand and ran to the other side of the street quickly enduring the pain.
I don't know how long we have been running, it feels like the two of them should have slipped the town once.
The big beads of sweat overflowed from his forehead, and I didn't know whether it was too tired to run, or because of the pain in the feet.
"Here!" The man who had been dragging me obediently, suddenly pulled me aside, and flashed sideways into a darker alley.
"Here!" The man pulled me inside, and I followed him anxiously.
Walked into the alley for a while, and then followed him around a few turns, as if walking into a maze.
"Go in!" After seven turns, the man pulled me into a relatively hidden door.
"Doctor Goblet! You are back!" As soon as I entered the door, I heard someone step up to greet him.
"Yeah!" The man named Dr. Zong responded indifferently, and pulled me inside.
Upon hearing that person's name, I whispered: "It's a doctor..." I immediately knew who the man in front of me was with a familiar voice.
Isn't this man... the scholar!
Thinking of him, my heart sank, and with a fierce force, I was about to pull my hand out of his.
But the scholar looked thin, but his strength was not small, his fingers curled up slightly, and he firmly grasped my hand.
He looked back at me, I twisted my brows and snorted and turned my head away from him.
"Doctor Goblet! This girl..." The man following saw that the atmosphere was a little wrong, so he spoke carefully.
The scholar moved his fingers and squeezed my hand a little tighter. He didn't answer the man's words, but instead said, "Go and prepare some hot water for me first, and wash this girl."
"Yes!" The man respectfully replied, and turned to busy himself.
In some dim aisles, suddenly only me and the scholar in front of me were left.
Because I had been thinking about this before, there was another Murongque who made people worry about it. I have never thought about this scholar.
Now he suddenly appeared in front of my eyes, and the cause and aftermath appeared again, and my heart suddenly became unhappy!
Although I am not smart, I also know that there must be a problem with this matter when I suddenly get on the carriage when I sleep. Although I would wake up without a little noise when I slept, I didn't fall asleep to the point that I couldn't wake up even if I was carried on the carriage and bumped on the carriage.
So the only thing I can think of is that after I came back that night, I should have been drugged, so I fell asleep and woke up the next day.
That Murongque has a violent and rough personality. If he decides to take me back to Qingcheng forcibly, he will definitely not use such a circuitous method. Now it is so troublesome to send me to the carriage after being stunned.
No matter how bad, he can stun me with a hand knife, so what kind of medicine should he give
As for Lu Rong... Although she might do this, she hadn't been close to me all night, and it was unlikely that she would have a chance to attack me.
Even if she used some smoke and incense, it was a trivial matter for the scholar who was a doctor.
Regardless of whether it was him or Lu Rong's hands, all of this was bound to be agreed by the scholar himself, and all of this was possible. In other words, he was not the main culprit but also an accomplice to tie me back to Qingcheng.
Since I am an accomplice, why should I show him a good face
"A Li..." The scholar looked at me and yelled softly.
"... You should call me Miss Ye!" The bastard who helped others deceive me, I don't want to hear such a close address from his mouth.
I gave him a cold look and took my hand out of his.
This time, he didn't pull it forcibly, but let go of his hand obediently.
"..." The scholar was stunned, and after hesitating for a while, he really called me: "Miss Ye! The last time I was on the mountain..."
"Okay! I know, you have difficulties! You don't have to explain to me." He didn't expect that he was obedient. But he was so obedient, I became more angry.
Although I know that this anger is a little inexplicable, but I am very angry.
Fortunately, I thought that although this scholar has a bit cold temperament, he is still a relatively slow and kind person.
At the beginning, I believed him very much, so I lived in his wooden house on the mountain.
In order not to live in vain, I also worked together as shown to help him gather herbs or something, which was regarded as an exchange. And when did he go up the mountain, did not give him some rare and exotic weeds that are hard to see on ordinary days
In the end, this guy was eating inside and out, and finally sold me.
Thinking about it, I’ll do it for you, and it’s not worth it for myself. It was so easy to believe in someone who hadn't known each other for a long time.
Fortunately, Murong Que caught up this time, only asking me to help save his third brother. If he came to chase me, wouldn't my life be over
"..." The scholar was robbed by me, so I had to stand silently.
After a long time, I who had been standing still couldn't help but let out a soft cry.
Damn it... This bastard, I've been in for so long, and I don't know how to find a stool for me to sit on, causing me to suffer from pain in my feet.
The scholar saw that my face was wrong, and immediately asked: "What's the matter? But... where are you hurt?"
I wanted to shake off his hand, and then viciously said to him, it's none of his business!
But... My feet hurt so badly that I wanted to refuse his kindness, so I closed my mouth painfully.
Toward the scholar who had been bent over and squatted beside me stretched out his hand and touched my ankle. I didn't get angry: "Hey! You be gentle!"
"Don't move! Your foot is dislocated!" The scholar's luck was calm. In that tone, it was like saying, "What kind of food tonight?"
With my right foot suspended, my eyes gradually adjusted to the dim light around me.
Seeing him slowly standing up in front of me, he looked around, and finally pointed to a chair next to me and said, "Sit down first, and I will help you deal with it first."