How could it be her
Why is she here
Xiao Hou didn't care about the tip of the sword that was pressing against his eyelashes, and clapped one hand on the ground, trying to use his inner strength to stop her.
However, a mouthful of blood was spat out.
This morning, he didn't have any internal injuries that he cared about. At this time, when he was lucky, he had a sudden attack, and the blood flowed back, blocking his meridians, making him unable to move for a while.
Everything happened so suddenly, in the blink of an eye.
However, to Xiao Hou, it was like the torture of slowing down the camera.
Looking at the dashing figure and the sword tip that was so close at hand, an inexplicable panic spread from my heart to my limbs.
"Xiao Hou, I'm here."
The wet man smiled and opened his hands, hugging him without hesitation.
No-
"puff-"
The sound of sword piercing into flesh.
The person holding him froze, and his eyes widened in an instant.
Tori, who was covered with a black cloth, never thought that the princess would suddenly appear under his sword.
At this time, Xiao Hou held her shoulders with trembling hands, and slowly put her between his arms, daring not to touch her blood-stained chest, his fingers turned white, and they stuck to her face. Her hair revealed that pale but smiling face, and his heart was evacuated little by little with the blood flowing from the corners of her mouth.
"Why, why are you here?" The voice seemed to be no longer his.
Pang Zhijing opened her eyes, and after a while, she could see the person in front of her clearly. Did she see it wrong? There seemed to be a lot of emotion in his eyes, worry, sadness, pain—
"I went back to the inn and heard that Tori and the others were plotting to assassinate you, I couldn't rest assured, I wanted to come over to remind you, but I didn't expect to be a step late!" She said intermittently.
The pain in her chest was so painful that she had hallucinations. Xiao Hou, who was in front of him, seemed to have cracked in his eyes, and his eyes were filled with remorse.
It turned out that it was because of his conspiracy!
Xiao Hou was stunned in place. If the little rogue knew that this murder was all planned by him, would she still be so frank and look at her wholeheartedly
He said with great difficulty, "You're stupid, I'll be fine, even if everyone here dies, I'll be fine, you know? Why are you so stupid?"
She coughed lightly, staring at him weakly but helplessly, but unfortunately there was no lethality at all.
"I've been hurt like this, can you stop scolding me!"
"Okay, I won't scold you. I just punctured your acupuncture points and stopped your blood. Now, I'll take you home for treatment."
He checked her pulse just now. Although she was injured in her chest, the sword was a little off, and it didn't hurt her heart.
After he learned this fact, his whole heart flew from hell to heaven. Fortunately, fortunately—
But if you let it go like this, the wound will be infected and the heart will be eroded, and even the Great Luo Immortal will not be able to save it!
The congestion that had blocked the meridians just now was forcibly cleared by him. Although it was very hurtful and made him almost unable to stand up, at this time he couldn't take care of that much anymore, and he didn't want to use other people's hands because his A woman can only touch herself.
He stretched out his hand and picked her up. Although the blood in his body was still surging, his face didn't show it at all.
go back, go home
She raised her eyebrows, she almost forgot her agreement with Qingyan, she struggled to get down, but he held him down, "Don't move, the wound will bleed."
He bowed his head softly and softly.
She froze for a moment, then pursed her lips, "Can you take me back to the station?"
"What do you think?" Xiao Hou left her an ambiguous answer, and then planned to walk towards the carriage.
Pang Zhijing wanted to say something else, but the chaos in her head had already become, and she slowly lost consciousness.
Seeing that he was about to leave Xiao Hou, Tori turned around to stop him, "Your Highness, you can't leave, our plan hasn't—"
"Go away!" Xiao Hou said a word expressionlessly, and walked past him.
The little rogue's breath is already a little weak, and he can't delay any longer.
Xiao Hou panicked and sent her to the carriage, and then ordered someone to return to the city quickly.
At this time, he no longer cares about any framing plans or any family hatred. His eyes are full of eyes, and there is only this little rogue in front of him.
He held her tightly in his arms, his fingers touched her eyebrows and his lips moved slightly.
Why are you so stupid to come and save me
fool.
However, no one saw that in the storm, dozens of figures danced on the trees, following the galloping carriage like ghosts, and the arrow feathers on their shoulders flashed a cold green light.
At the same time, Xiao Xu stepped into the palace and walked slowly on the long corridor, and at the end was the imperial study.
There was a thunderclap in the sky, his eyebrows moved slightly, and he turned his eyes away to look at the horizon, his eyes were slightly calm, and the bottom of his eyes seemed to pass through memories.
He remembered that every time he encountered a thunderstorm, he had a bad experience.
As far back as he could remember, on a stormy night, the queen mother threw something that could fall in the bedroom, pointed at him, scolded and punished, and vented her anger. Later, he learned that Concubine Yue was afraid of thunder, and every time at this time, the emperor would go to accompany her. , the mother was angry and helpless.
On his tenth birthday, it was also such a heavy rain. Father Huang was absent from his banquet and went to accompany Xiao Ran, who had a high fever. He waited for a day, one night, and then the next day, the fire burned down his entire palace, and the innocent waiting self.
I remembered that seven years ago, Feng Ling led people to stop foreign enemies. When he arrived, blood flowed into rivers and wind and rain turned into mourning. Those graves were buried one by one with his own hands.
Five years ago at the palace banquet, it was still such a heavy rain. Xiao Ran was assassinated, and his life and death were unknown. His father, Emperor Yue, did not want him to see Xiao Ran because he suspected that it was him. , The mother's sneering is still vivid in my eyes.
And the most recent one was to enter the black shop. He didn't check for a while, and the little guy was taken away. When he brought someone there, he only saw the little guy who was dying in the wind and rain.
Later, the Quartet was dispatched to put him to death. It was obvious that he had sent her to a safe place, but when he had accepted his fate, she went back and forth like fireworks and appeared in front of his eyes. , he and she are almost separated by yin and yang.
In the five years I was with her, I was fortunate enough to get a trace of purity. Every year in the storm, she was by my side. There was no dispute, no darkness, no misunderstanding, no assassination, and peace and well-being.
It was she who softened his years and amazed his life.
He smiled slightly, but the smile quickly disappeared in his eyes.
Today, the storm is still raging in the sky and the earth, very similar to the previous few times. He looked back at the temple gate in front of him, and his heart was inexplicably irritable.