He picked her up, let her fall on his chest, and beat her back hard with his hands. The lightning was like a swimming dragon, and the thunder roared continuously above the head. It was pitch black in all directions, only streaks of white light kept flickering, illuminating everything in the world pale.
"Wake up, wake up, wake up!"
"Ahem..."
A slight cough sounded suddenly, but Zhuge Yue's whole body was shaken. He grabbed Chu Qiao's shoulders and straightened her upright. He stared at her tightly and asked repeatedly, "Are you awake? Are you awake?"
Chu Qiao's cough was very light at first, but it gradually became more intense, and black muddy water overflowed from her mouth and nose. Her cheeks were flushed, leaning against Zhuge Yue's arms, unable to speak, she could only cough one after another.
Even the sound of coughing sounds like fairy music at the moment. The cold wind was like a knife, and the heavy rain was pouring down. Zhuge Yue's entire strength was drained almost instantly. On this night close to death, he suddenly didn't want to go against his will to cover up anything. He crossed his arms and hugged the woman in his arms tightly in the open field.
"Your... family will... deal with you." Qi Ruoyousi's voice sounded in his arms, the voice was so small, it was blown to pieces by the wind in the wilderness in an instant, "Da Xia... Zhao Yang... Zhao Che, all I won't let you go."
The rain was still falling, washing the blood and silt on the two of them, and a flash of lightning flashed across their heads, allowing them to see each other's pale cheeks more clearly.
"You're going to die! You're going to die, do you know that?" Chu Qiao's voice was hoarse, but her voice was already choked up. Along the way, she didn't know his intention of defending, but now he openly used force with Zhao Yang's men, didn't he know what consequences would be waiting for him? "Who do you think you are?" She gritted her teeth and stared at him viciously, "You killed my family, me and Yan Xun, I wish I could kill you with one knife. The hatred between you and me is as deep as the ocean, Why do you want to save me?"
Zhuge Yue didn't speak, just looked at her quietly, Chu Qiao's entanglements finally collapsed completely in such quiet eyes. Fighting and fleeing all the way, life and death were in danger several times, and now in this heavy rainy night, the high wall in her heart was finally overwhelmed and collapsed by many conflicting emotions.
"Zhuge Yue, I owe you so much, what do you want me to do?" She closed her red and swollen eyes, letting tears flow down her face.
The ancient road is straight, coming straight from the original road, and then going straight to the outgoing road. The heavy rain pours, the lightning flashes like a dragon, and the night is as bright as day.
On that day, they fought fiercely on the busiest street in Amber County for nearly an hour, but still no officer and soldier came. This is enough to show who the mastermind of this assassination is. Zhao Yang was different from others, this kid had been bullied in the palace since he was a child, and he developed a ruthless character, even daring to kill Zhuge Yue. In desperation, Zhuge Yue had no choice but to sneak secretly with the seriously injured Chu Qiao, without contacting Yue Qi and the others.
On this day, they joined a caravan going to Tang Jing, handed over some silver taels, and asked to go with the caravan as ordinary people.
After closing the door, Zhuge Yue said to Chu Qiao: "I found out that the owner of this caravan is named Liu Xi, do you know this person?"
Chu Qiao frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Should have met once."
"Let's leave now." Zhuge Yue said decisively.
"Wait a minute!" Chu Qiao yelled quickly, "I only met him from a distance, and I didn't even see his face clearly, and we didn't talk to each other, and it was many years ago."
Zhuge Yue frowned tightly, Chu Qiao naturally knew what he was worried about, and said: "People outside only think that we are ordinary people who are sick, and there will be no chance to meet guests. As long as I am careful, we will not Something happened."
"Is he Liu Mingjun's nephew?"
"right."
Zhuge Yue pondered for a while, and then slowly said: "The Liu family is considered a big family in Xianyang. When I entered Xianyang City that day, I don't know if there is him in the welcoming team."
Hearing this, Chu Qiao frowned slightly, Zhuge Yue said, "Be careful, I will go to the market to buy horses tomorrow morning, and then we will drive to Tangjing by ourselves."
Chu Qiao nodded. Her position at this time was quite awkward. Liu Xi is Liu Mingjun's nephew, so he is also a member of the Great Peer Association. Since they are their own people and recognize them, they will naturally settle themselves down and arrange He retreated back to Yanbei by himself. But Zhuge Yue has no guards around him now, if Liu Xi acts maliciously...
"You rest first," Zhuge Yue said after putting Chu Qiao on the bed, "I'll let Xiao Er cook some dishes, what do you want to eat?"
Chu Qiao shook her head and said, "Whatever."
Zhuge Yue turned around and said as he walked, "There's nothing you can do if you don't take it easy. There's nothing to eat in this poor place."
Seeing the figure of the man disappearing at the door, Chu Qiao was a little dazed, then pulled the corner of her mouth, and pulled out a weak smile.
With the power of the Zhuge family, I am afraid that there are contact points and subordinates of their family everywhere in the entire Simon continent. As one of the families that control the lifeline of the empire, they will never have the political power that can only be seen by the eyes.
How much of the dark threads under the sun are in the hands of the Zhuge family? How much is in the hands of the Wei clan? How many belong to the Great Xia Zhao family? Belonging to the Bian Tang Li family? Belonging to the Huaisong Nalan family? No one can clearly define.
Chu Qiao knows that behind any great family, there is a century-old history of family struggle. Even if Zhao Zhengde eradicated the Mu He family in a storm, could it be sure that the century-old foundation of the Mu He family is in Daxia's territory? Is it gone
The power of the Zhuge family is definitely not inferior to that of Yan Xun on the Yanbei plateau, and as the orthodox family of the empire, they have a political status that Yanbei cannot match.
Hidden behind the tens of thousands of family soldiers are the children of the family who have been subtly planted in the empire for many years, those officials of all sizes with the surname Zhuge among the official names, the roads created by money and bought by power People's hearts, forces bound by interests, and groups that hold the handle.
Yanbei rebelled openly, so Yanbei's entire family stood on the opposite side of the empire. But it is conceivable that if one day the Zhuge family rebels, if they are given time to plan, if they are prepared like Yanbei and raise the flag of rebellion, then what kind of devastating disaster the Zhao family will face!
Therefore, with the power of Zhuge's family and Zhuge Yue's status in the family, no matter where he is, as long as he raises his arms, he will gather a large number of family members and cronies in an instant. But Zhuge Yue obviously didn't have this plan, he just carefully concealed his identity all the way, took care of her food and daily life personally, but never informed the family and waited for his subordinates' actions.
Perhaps, it was because he was afraid that the person who came would not be his direct descendant, and Chu Qiao's identity would be revealed, and then the opponents of the family would use it to make a big fuss.
Chu Qiao sneered lightly, mocking her self-deception like Tai Chi pushing hands. She knew the reason for everything that happened, but she was unwilling to admit and face it, so she closed her eyes in evasion and quietly Waiting for the time to pass.
Maybe, he just wanted to walk with him in a relatively peaceful environment, he was not the young master of the Zhuge family, and he didn't have to stand behind Yan Xun. Just ordinary people in the world, there is no confrontation, no hatred, no irreconcilable contradictions, and no responsibilities that are too realistic to escape.
Such an opportunity may only come once in their lifetime.
Chu Qiao slowly closed her eyes, wishing she would fall asleep quickly, some things were too dangerous to think about, she understood everything, but she couldn't respond.
They live in the world, and they all have their own paths to go. From the very beginning, they have stood at two starting points. After eight years, they have gone further and further apart. As a human being, you still have to be calm and rational.
Chu Qiao felt weak all over, and fell asleep slowly after a while. Before going to bed, she laughed at herself, thinking so much about what to do, at least for now, she still can't draw a clear line with him.
When Zhuge Yue came back, Chu Qiao had already fallen into a deep sleep, her shallow breath and the faint fragrance of her daughter's house were in the air. Zhuge Yue was carrying a large tray with a pile of dishes and a jug of wine.
He set the meal, sat down at the table, and poured a glass of wine.
This shop is not big, but the dishes are very delicious. Even with the lid on, there is still a strong aroma constantly wafting out into the nose. The wine is very mellow, clear and translucent, and has a strong aroma. After taking a sip, the whole body warms up.
The setting sun was fiery red, casting light in, shining on his body, and drawing a long silhouette on the ground.
He just sat there, drinking slowly, the sun gradually setting, the lights on the street were lit up, people came and went, and it was very lively. Then after a while, the market finally dispersed, and the whole city became quiet. Under the dark sky, everyone fell asleep, only him, without lighting or talking, sitting quietly in the darkness, like a sculpture, only his arms moved back and forth between the jug and the wine glass.
Chu Qiao woke up in the middle of the night, her head was in pain like being hit by thousands of hammers. Sleepy-eyed, she wanted to drink water, but noticed the shadow in the dark.
At that time, her first reaction was to touch the dagger on her calf. Even in such a weak state, she still jumped up instantly, like an agile leopard.
However, she quickly came to her senses, put down the dagger in a daze, looked at the man in the darkness, and asked in puzzlement, "Zhuge Yue?"
"Hmm." She was answered with a faint nasal voice. The man seemed to have drunk a lot, and the room smelled heavily of alcohol. "Drink water?"
Chu Qiao nodded, but suddenly remembered that he couldn't see the nod. Just as she was about to speak, a glass of water was already brought to her mouth.
She took it, and the tentacles were warm, even a little hot. The cup was very small, but Chu Qiao held it with both hands. After taking a sip, she licked her dry lips. Her voice was hoarse from just waking up, and she said softly, "Why don't you light the lamp?"
The room was so quiet that one could even hear the gurgling sound of spirits rolling over the man's Adam's apple. After a long time, a faint voice sounded slowly, "It's good to be dark."
Chu Qiao asked seriously: "Zhuge Yue, when will you call me Chu Qiao?"
The man snorted coldly: "You are dreaming."
"You are just too paranoid." As soon as she finished speaking, Chu Qiao suddenly laughed at herself and said, "Actually, I am just like you, and I am also paranoid. So what I believe will not change."
Zhuge Yue didn't speak, Chu Qiao seemed to be in a good mood tonight, she continued in a very soft voice, "Actually, you are not a bad person, although you have a withdrawn personality, cruel means, and no sympathy. , and, uh, when you have a dark face, you are more annoying, and there is nothing more. But in this world, who is not cruel? Who has not had blood on their hands? This is how the world is, you don’t eat others , others came to eat you, and now, I can’t even remember how many lives I have in my hands. Zhuge Yue, do you remember clearly?” As soon as the words fell, Chu Qiao asked herself and answered, “Should you You are a superior person, and the people you killed with your own hands were nothing more than servants who offended you. But I can’t remember. In the past six months, the people who died by my hands have spoken to me more than in this lifetime. There are even more people. Every time a knife is raised and lowered, it is a head, and the blood in their cavities is always hot, spraying on my face, as hot as coals.