She pushed back, and the man's warm blood splashed all over her face!
"Deputy...deputy commander...you...you..." The man's eyes widened and he looked at Ziyan in disbelief. He stretched out his hand to cover the wound on his heart desperately, but the blood was like a fountain, no matter how hard he pressed, it couldn't stop. After a while, his body went limp, his eyes went dark, and he fell straight on his back!
Zi Yan dragged her heavy body, took two steps forward, and looked down at the man, without any gratitude in her eyes, but even with a trace of hatred.
That's right, hate!
The man stared at her in horror, his lips moved weakly, "Why... why..."
"Why?! Are you ashamed to ask? There are too many reasons!" Zi Yan glared at him fiercely, "You said you liked me for many years, but when I was humiliated by so many people just now, you not only Didn't immediately jump out to protect me, and followed them to take advantage of me! This kind of liking is too selfish, I would rather not! Of course—"
Zi Yan's voice suddenly paused, and she twitched her lips coldly, "The most important thing is that you are not Prince Gong after all, and I feel ashamed to be liked by such an insignificant man like you!"
crush? Rotten peach? She doesn't need it!
After tonight, she Ziyan will no longer like any man in this world! Including, Zongzheng Fusu!
"No..." The man who got the answer opened his mouth wide, trying to argue.
But Ziyan didn't give him another chance, drew his sword again, knelt down on one knee, pressed down on the opponent's neck, pulled back with his backhand, and cut off the main artery in the neck of that person!
Blood gushed out, instantly soaking a large area of the ground! The man tilted his head and completely fell into a pool of blood!
Ziyan threw away the long sword in her hand, took off the man's armor in a panic, and quickly put it on her body, then wiped off the blood on her face, reached out and touched a handful of mud on the ground, and wiped most of her face black. She took the blanket on the bed, covered the corpse, then stood up straight, and strode out of the tent with high spirits!
After a fierce battle, Zongzheng Fusu dressed Dongfang Jing, and then in front of hundreds of soldiers, he stuffed Dongfang Jing, whose forehead was full of sweat, into the carriage, followed by himself, and got on the carriage. carriage!
A lieutenant general in the army was in charge of driving the carriage, and drove towards the city at the fastest speed!
In the carriage, Dongfang Jing snuggled into Zongzheng Fusu's arms, enjoying the beauty that was lost and regained. There was candlelight in the car, Zongzheng Fusu took off his mask, and Dongfang Jing could finally see his face clearly! It's not like just now in the deep mountains and old forests, where she couldn't see her fingers, only relying on his voice and his familiar smell, she dared to open her arms and accept his love.
Dongfang Jing lowered her head and happened to see the wound on the back of Zongzheng Fusu's hand. There were deep gashes at the joints of the five fingers, and the surrounding area was red and swollen. Until now, the wound still oozed blood from time to time.
She frowned involuntarily. When she left Prince Gong's mansion at night, he obviously didn't have these injuries on his hands.
Dongfang Jing is not a stupid person, she guessed it right away!
She has put a lot of drugs into the medicinal diet, which cannot be unraveled in a short while. This guy must have resorted to self-mutilation, using the pain to force himself to wake up quickly... so that he can rush over and fight side by side with her! After all, he did this because he was worried about her.