After two days like this, Zhou Xiaoxiao was sleeping in the back room where the servants lived one night when she was suddenly awakened by a bang.
She rolled over and got out of bed, only to hear a commotion outside.
Someone shouted: "Mountain bandits! Mountain bandits! Mountain bandits!"
When I ran out the door, I could vaguely see that the gate of the outer courtyard was glowing with fire, the horses neighed and the voice was loud.
The inner courtyard was even more noisy and chaotic. There were servants who were clothed and headless, and there were guards who hurried past with guns and sticks.
Aunt Li, who used to be a blessing to Du Juan on weekdays, was now disheveled and shouted at Zhou Xiaoxiao like a chicken: "How can this be so good? Du Juan! Mountain bandits! There are a lot of mountain bandits!"
Looking at this messy situation, Zhou Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes and suddenly realized that this might be a good time for her to escape.
Mountain bandits looted, even if they didn't invade the yard, it was not uncommon to lose someone in the chaos. In hindsight, no one has the heart to find himself. At this moment, everyone was in a mess, everyone went to the front yard, and they went all the way up the mountain from the back door, and it was convenient to hide in the cave. If they don't leave at this moment, if the mountain bandits break through the other courtyard and rush in to burn, kill and loot, I don't know what accidents will happen.
After making up his mind and acting immediately, Zhou Xiaoxiao turned around and entered the house, put on cotton-padded clothes and trousers, avoided the crowd, and walked straight to the backyard.
After passing by the east wing, and seeing that there was no one here, Zhou Xiaoxiao thought about it, and quietly touched the door of the east wing, pushed it open, and looked at it, and there was no one there.
She walked into the back room with a cat waist, there was no candle, and it was dark and quiet. Zhou Xiaoxiao gently picked up the box and cage, found a square box of red sandalwood treasure pavilion, opened it, and there were countless treasures and jade inside.
She couldn't help but be overjoyed, thinking that in this ancient, unfamiliar place, she won't have to worry about making a living in the short term. She picked up some light jade objects from the box, hurriedly packed a small burden, and prepared to leave.
The moonlight shone into the house through the window, and Zhou Xiaoxiao suddenly caught a glimpse of a gaze looking at him in the corner.
Suddenly a coolness climbed up from the back, and the pores were frightened.
She turned around slowly, only to see a tall figure hanging from the dark suite behind her. It was a man hanging from the beam with his hands tied together. The man's body was hanging in the air and slowly turning, and a pair of desolate and clear shadows were under the moonlight. His eyes were looking straight at himself.
Zhou Xiaoxiao almost exclaimed, but after staying for a long time, she found that there was no sound from the other party, and then she slowly calmed her heartbeat.
Walking in by the moonlight, I found that this was the man I saw the day before yesterday. At this time, he was suspended under the beam, but he didn't say a word, only a pair of wet eyes looked down at himself silently from a height.
Zhou Xiaoxiao fought back and forth several times in her heart, and finally had a sense of benevolence again. Drop the person under the beam.
The man was seriously injured, and after struggling a little, he fell to the ground.
Zhou Xiaoxiao pulled out a sharp sword on the wall, cut the rope on the man's body, and took a fur cloak from the room to cover his motionless body.
"Right now the bandits are invading, and the village is in chaos. You... seek your own blessings." She left this sentence, then left the manor in the moonlight and sneaked into the vast snow forest.
The forest in the snowy night is silent, the gray sky, and the shadows of the trees. Infinite dark stillness brings a primal sense of fear.
Zhou Xiaoxiao walked on the snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow. She couldn't help but feel regret. Although she was very familiar with this forest, she still misestimated the horror of snow-capped mountains at night in winter.
Not to mention the sudden drop in temperature of more than 20 degrees, the silence and darkness of this virgin forest alone can bring infinite psychological pressure, especially for Zhou Xiaoxiao, who lives in a prosperous city, the silence of this virgin forest makes her feel Uncontrollably scared.
The few hills that can be easily climbed in the daytime, in this cold dark night, the journey seems so far away. "You can do it, Zhou Xiaoxiao. Don't be afraid, you are not a little woman who is powerless now, you are Zhou Dujuan now, Dujuan is so strong, King Kong Barbie, a tiger fighting hero. There is nothing to be afraid of. "While cheering herself on, she tried not to let herself hear some strange noises in the forest at night.
However, the sound of horse hooves gradually became stronger and stronger, and gradually came from behind.
Zhou Xiaoxiao hurriedly hid behind a big tree. I saw a white horse strolling along the road, with a man on the back of the horse, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
When they got close, the horse slowed down, and the man on the horse fell off the horse and fluttered in the snow motionless.
Is this man dead? Zhou Xiaoxiao hid behind the tree to observe for a while, then came out from behind the tree and reached out to lead the white horse. If you ride a horse, you can go a lot faster.
The hand just pulled the rope, and suddenly there was a loud sound behind him, and a cold sharp blade was placed on his neck.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a man standing behind her, holding a bright sword.
The blade was so sharp that it touched her skin, and she even felt a drop of hot blood slip down her neck and into her chest. Zhou Xiaoxiao's body was stiff, and a huge sense of fear grabbed her heart.
In the previous life, he also died of a sharp blade, at the hands of a man. Before dying, the terrifying memory of lying on the cold ground and watching his blood flow like a flood came.
She shook her lips and begged in a trembling voice: "Don't... don't kill me... "
"It's you?" A deep voice came from behind.
The cold touch on my neck disappeared.
Zhou Xiaoxiao turned around and saw the man he had untied from the beam not long ago.
He was wearing the big fur coat that Zhou Xiaoxiao had put on him before he left. In his hand, he held the sword that Zhou Xiaoxiao used to cut the rope that bound him, and the sword almost cut Zhou Xiaoxiao's neck just now.
The man's left leg seemed to be out of order, and he barely stood on the back of his scabbard. At this moment, he hit the ground with his sword, dragged his broken leg, and barely moved two steps. He fell under a cedar tree by the side of the road.
Zhou Xiaoxiao was a little annoyed. Annoyed that he was in a panic. As long as you calm down in the scene just now, how could you be frightened by such a seriously injured person.
Fortunately, this person still has a little conscience, and there is no revenge for kindness. She patted her chest and put her hanging heart back a little.
"Let's go." The man said softly, "The horse is for you."
Zhou Xiaoxiao was overjoyed and nodded. Good man, this is a good man, thank you in return. She quickly got on her horse and rode a few steps forward before she remembered to look back.
I saw the man sitting under the huge cedar, looking haggard, with a snow-white face, eyebrows like ink, low eyelashes like fans, and messy long hair dragged along the fur cloak to the snow.
Just let him die here
Zhou Xiaoxiao was tangled several times in her heart. Or turn the horse's head, come under the tree, grab the man by the collar and put him on the horse's back.
I'll give him a ride. Let him ride on his own halfway.
Zhou Xiaoxiao thought to himself as he galloped on his horse.
This really is still a world of face-to-face. If he wasn't so handsome. Can I do such a stupid thing? When fleeing, bring a tow oil bottle, no, this is an explosive | medicine bag. Had to drop him halfway.
It's a pity that the house leaked every night with rain. I don't know if it's because the weather is too cold, or the road conditions are too bad, or because I'm not familiar with knights. After walking halfway, the white horse suddenly neighed, and the man stood up, throwing the two people who were caught off guard off the horse, and turned around on his own and returned to the original road.
By the time Zhou Xiaoxiao, who had fallen to pieces, got up from the snow, the horse had already run away. She could only stare blankly at the other person sitting up in the snowdrift.
The man smiled lightly as if to laugh at himself, and Yu Qing straightened the snow on his body, raised his hand and leaned over to give a slight salute. He opened his mouth and said, "Under Yu Xingzhi, the word is Zigui, dare to ask the girl's name?"
His tone is very special, at first like a winter spring with a somber throat, and again like the echo of a spring stream. Hearing that Zhou Xiaoxiao was a little stunned.
"I... um... under... uh no... nujia... pfft!" This is too awkward: "My name is Zhou Dujuan."
"Miss Dujuan is a person from the capital. My father, Yu Dunsu, the Duke of Wei, is currently living in the capital of the capital. My brother, General Dingyuan, Yu Xingyi, is currently stationed in Fengxiang House. If the girl passes by these two places one day, please let me know. One." Yu Xingzhi paused and said softly, "Just say... just say I'm here."
what is here? Zhou Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment. Suddenly understood what he meant. This is to tell his family that he died here, or that he was killed here. All in all, this is the meaning of the last words.
"It's not there yet. I'm very strong. I'll carry you for a while."
She is indeed a genius. Carrying a grown man on his back is easy. However, in the middle of the night at minus 20 degrees, walking in the snow-covered forest with a person on your back is still not an easy task.
There were even snowflakes in the sky.
Zhou Xiaoxiao didn't know how long she had walked in the snow.
Her legs seemed to be numb, her lungs were chirping like a battered bellows, and her heart and all the blood vessels in her body were beating violently.
No, I can't walk anymore.
Leave him behind and go on your own. Zhou Xiaoxiao repeatedly recited this sentence in her heart.
However, Yu Xingzhi always said in his ear, "Put me down, Miss Du Juan. I will rest for a while, and Shang Ke can walk by myself."
"Shut up." Zhou Xiaoxiao panted and supported the person: "I've never seen someone who can walk with a broken leg."
If you begged me to carry you on my back, I might have left you halfway, but you have to say that. Zhou Xiaoxiao is a bit dragged and unable to go, and has a regressive character.
"Please also let me down. You and I met by chance. I was born with the great grace of the girl. I really can't bury my benefactor here."
"We can't die." Zhou Xiaoxiao bothered him to talk about it all the way, so he could only tell his plan while breathing: "I have my own plans, and then... cross this hill, there are... there are three pine trees side by side, and behind... there is... The cave... it's fine if we hide."
The man on the back finally fell silent.
Zhou Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth and walked on the snow step by step. Suddenly, she slipped and fell to the ground, losing consciousness...