As she continued to sink into the water, she felt that the pressure in her chest could hardly be relieved, and then she turned around and looked back.
The figures that came behind him chased above and behind him.
Swim diagonally towards Wen Qingzhu.
Wen Qingzhu hesitated for a moment, then took off his shirt, and his whole body suddenly felt relaxed.
After sinking to the bottom of the water, Wen Qingzhu took out the small bamboo tube he had prepared in advance.
When those people arrived behind her, less than a foot away, Wen Qingzhu opened the lid of the small bamboo tube.
A streak of ginger powder dispersed backwards with the water flow.
Those people seemed to be aware of it and wanted to avoid it.
But it was too late, they had already come into contact with the powder, and their whole bodies began to feel weak.
The people who were chasing him immediately swam desperately to the surface of the water.
After getting rid of the pursuit behind him, Wen Qingzhu looked at a boat approaching in front of him.
She slid her arms and began to swim towards the water.
After finally reaching the water, she just showed her head and took a breath.
Suddenly a hand stretched out from under his feet and pulled hard downwards.
Wen Qingzhu didn't pay attention. He didn't have time to breathe, and his whole body sank to the bottom of the water again.
After a brief period of panic, Wen Qingzhu used his buoyancy to fight against the man.
Feeling the movement of the water, I found a direction.
He kicked it right at that spot.
There was a muffled groan from beneath him. Wen Qingzhu did not swim to the water immediately, but swam towards the ship that was already very close.
The boat seemed to notice her figure and stopped.
Wen Qingzhu emerged from the water desperately, raised his head and saw that it was Pei Yi standing on the bow of the boat.
With the light from the bow of the boat, Pei Yi could see Wen Qingzhu's appearance clearly, and his expression suddenly froze.
He hesitated and immediately took off his cloak and coat.
Just when she was about to jump off, Wen Qingzhu swam to her boat and shouted, "The people behind you!"
Upon hearing this, Pei Yi stopped moving and looked behind Wen Qingzhu.
Sure enough, a black figure was found, chasing Wen Qingzhu closely.
He immediately picked up the long sword in his hand, raised it and charged up a shot at the black figure.
A dull voice sounded behind him, and Wen Qingzhu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She had reached the edge of the boat and was about to reach out.
The figure with the sword stuck behind his back moved again.
As soon as Pei Yigang bent down, Wen Qingzhu's body sank, and he grabbed an empty space with his outstretched hand.
"Miss Wen!"
This time, Wen Qingzhu had almost no energy to refute.
The water in the upper lake was cold, and she had lost her temperature for too long, so she could only let the people in the lake drag her down.
Wen Qingzhu didn't struggle, he was still calculating in his mind how likely Pei Yi was to come down and save her.
The man holding her seemed ready to die together.
All the way down, the blood formed a blood path and carried Wen Qingzhu downwards.
Wen Qingzhu looked at the increasingly distant lights above. The pressure in her chest was getting bigger and bigger, and she almost couldn't help but speak.
After about ten breaths, no one came down.
Wen Qingzhu's heart felt cold. Pei Yi really didn't intend to take any risks.
Just when despair emerged in her heart and she was about to close her eyes, someone suddenly jumped in on the silvery water.
Against the light, that figure looks so familiar...
After all, Wen Qingzhu couldn't hold in any more breath and let go of his mouth, only to feel the cold, salty lake water pouring into his mouth.
At the moment when he lost consciousness, Wen Qingzhu felt the strong arms and finally felt completely relieved.
When he woke up, Wen Qingzhu opened his mouth for the rest of his life, breathed heavily, and coughed violently.
Lu Tao's voice crying with joy appeared in his ears: "Miss! Miss is awake!"
His chest relaxed, and Wen Qingzhu was helped up.
When she opened her eyes, Fu Lie came over with a woolen cloak, put it on her body, picked her up, and turned around and entered the cabin.
Wen Qingzhu leaned in his arms, listening to Fu Lie's heartbeat, slightly raising the corners of his mouth, and whispered to him: "Thank you for coming to save me."
Fu Lie's steps stagnated, and then he said in a voice that only two people could hear: "What are you talking about?"
Half an hour later, Wen Qingzhu took a bath, changed his clothes, nestled in the quilt, and drank the ginger soup fed by Fu Lie himself.
"It will be April soon." Wen Qingzhu's voice was still a little hoarse.
Fu Lie handed over the spoon and fed it into her mouth: "Don't worry, I'm here."
But Wen Qingzhu stretched out his hand, grabbed Fu Lie's wrist, and looked at him steadily: "Prince Ning will not give up on me, and Concubine Wan will not let me go either. What are you going to do?"
Fu Lie fell silent, seeming to be thinking about something.
Seeing him like this, Wen Qingzhu let go of his hand, lay down again, and turned his back: "It's okay, let me rest for a while."
Fu Lie opened his mouth and wanted to explain, but when the words came to his lips, he changed into a few short words: "Then you should rest first."
After a while, as soon as the door opened and closed, there was no movement in the house.
Wen Qingzhu, who was lying on his side, turned around, only to find that Fu Lie hadn't left at all, but Yang Dong had come in.
The two people's eyes met, and Wen Qingzhu simply sat up.
Yang Dong wisely put down the porridge in his hand, turned around and retreated.
Fu Lie walked to the bed and sat down. He raised his hand but put it down again.
Wen Qingzhu understood what he was thinking, but he was a little angry, so he simply stretched out his hand and handed it to him: "Hold me!"
Fu Lie was startled and did not take action.
A trace of annoyance slowly began to appear on Wen Qingzhu's cheeks.
Just as he was about to speak, Fu Lie suddenly reached out and pulled her tightly into his arms, saying in a trembling voice: "I, I'm just too scared and afraid that I can't protect you, so I don't want to make a promise to you in advance. "
The warm embrace made Wen Qingzhu's heart beat fast.
His nose suddenly sore, Wen Qingzhu reached out and hugged Fu Lie's waist: "It's okay. We can just discuss it directly if we have anything to do in the future."
"I'm afraid of holding you back. You are so smart and your tricks never fail. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be where I am today, Qingqing."
Fu Lie had never expressed his feelings like this before. Thousands of emotions filled his heart, making him happy and scared at the same time.
However, Wen Qingzhu felt his fear and leaned gently on his shoulder: "It's okay. I'll be fine as long as you are here from now on."
"Miss! Princess Dejia is here!" Lu Tao hurried over and saw that the door was ajar, so he pushed it open.
Unexpectedly, when he opened the door, he saw two people hugging each other in front of the bed.
Wen Qingzhu raised his head when he heard the sound, Lu Tao covered his eyes and ran out quickly.
He turned his back to them and said: "Slave, I didn't see anything. I just went to talk to the princess and you have no time."
With a bang, the door was closed.
Wen Qingzhu let go of his hand and pushed Fu Lie: "Brother Fu, the princess is here."
"Well, I know, she has always been here." Fu Lie only responded, but refused to let go. He even lowered his head and gently rubbed her shoulder with his chin.
The warm breath immediately spread to her neck, making her shiver all over.
"Brother Fu!" Wen Qingzhu struggled slightly, never realizing that Fu Lie actually had such a side, and immediately blushed.
Fu Lie still didn't let go, and said in a very low voice: "I have a word, which was given to me by my father. Only my father and mother know it. I will tell you now."
"What's your name?" Wen Qingzhu was stunned. She had lived for two lives, but she didn't even know that Fu Lie had a name.
"Not yet." Fu Lie replied softly.
Wen Qingzhu suddenly remembered that in her previous life, when she was not married, she received a letter.
Signing is not done.
"Is it the future of the future?" Wen Qingzhu's breath stagnated, as if he remembered something, he asked quickly.
"Well, those are the two words." Fu Lie let go of her.
Wen Qingzhu sat up straight and looked into Fu Lie's affectionate eyes. Thinking of the content of the letter in his previous life, tears flowed out uncontrollably.
"What's wrong?" Seeing her suddenly crying again, Fu Lie suddenly panicked and was at a loss to find something.
But nothing was found, and in the end he wiped her tears with his hands.
When her cheek touched the warmth between Fu Lie's, Wen Qingzhu felt guilty and threw herself into Fu Lie's arms, sobbing softly: "I'm sorry..."
She never expected that the pronunciation of Jiang Yuancheng and Fu Lie were actually the same.
Wei Zhi and Wei Zhi!
Later, after following Jiang Yuancheng, she called out his name.
Jiang Yuancheng didn't look good at that time.
Later, she wrote him a letter, which started out as a no-brainer. Later, Jiang Yuancheng came back specifically because of this incident.
She was not allowed to call him by his name in the future, let alone use it when writing letters.
But before leaving, Jiang Yuancheng gave special instructions.
The name of Jiang Yuancheng is not the word "Weizhi", but the word "Weizhi".
At that time, she thought that Jiang Yuancheng chose a word with a homophone to hide his traces.
Unexpectedly, the real one was Fu Lie.
That night, the matter of water thieves appearing in Changle Lake was left to Dali Temple to handle.
As expected, Wen Qingzhu was infected with the cold.
I took medicine intermittently and did not recover until the end of the month.
In early February, spring is coming.
The matter of water thieves in Changle Lake has been temporarily suspended.
The whole capital is preparing for this test.
After recovering from the illness, Concubine Wei summoned Wen Qingzhu.
When they arrived at Jingping Palace, Luo Chan was still sitting in the house, helping Concubine Wei water the flowers.
"I've met Concubine Wei, she's from Luomei."
As soon as her voice appeared, the two of them turned to look over.
Concubine Wei put down the things in her hands and came over.
"You have lost weight. Your illness last time was quite serious, right?" Concubine Wei said as she took Wen Qingzhu to a pavilion not far away and sat down.
Luo Chan also followed and stood quietly behind Concubine Wei.
"Thank you for your concern, ma'am. After all, I soaked in the lake in spring. I'm bound to get sick. It's not serious. I just didn't expect it to take so long."
As Wen Qingzhu explained, he looked at Luo Chan and found that she was much calmer.
Seeing this, Concubine Wei smiled and asked Luo Chan to sit down: "You can sit down too."
"No, empress, I'll go and see the Eighth Prince." Luo Chan felt blessed and slowly retreated under the nod of Concubine Wei.
After she left, Wen Qingzhu couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked: "Mother, Luo Mei is very different from before."
Concubine Wei chuckled softly: "She stumbled twice. If she still doesn't know how to restrain herself, then she is really not suitable for the harem."
"Did something happen to the Lome people?"
"It's not a big deal. The last annual banquet was a surprise. His Majesty called her to sleep with her several times. She was promoted before the Lantern Festival and became a nobleman. However, this nobleman's life has not yet been settled. If she floats, she will offend Concubine Li. Now that Prince Ning is favoring her, she will naturally be lowered in rank and she will still be a beauty."
After listening to Concubine Wei's few words, Wen Qingzhu felt that there must be something going on here that she didn't know about.
But she didn't need to know, it was just a normal process for women in the harem to compete for favor.
After chatting for half an hour, a grandma came over with Jiang Yuanhan.
When he saw what happened to Wen Qingzhu, his eyes suddenly lit up and he almost lifted his steps.
But he still restrained himself and walked over neither quickly nor slowly.
When he arrived, Jiang Yuanhan respectfully greeted Concubine Wei: "My son, I would like to express my greetings to Concubine Wei."
"Yuanhan, you're welcome. It's just me and your sister Qingzhu here." Concubine Wei's eyes softened a bit, and she took his hand and sat down at the table.