"Madam, don't be so distant, at least let me hug you." His hoarse but gentle voice still stuck to her ears stubbornly. His big palms, which she often disliked because they were rough and hot; the warmth in his arms;
The way his arms spared no effort in every hug... All these things that she once thought were the most common and easy to obtain, but now at this moment when the two of them meet again in life and death, at the moment when she needs and expects the most, it does not happen as always.
He just looked down at her with cold eyes, without any discernible emotion on his face, as if he was looking at a complete stranger.
In Gong Yueyue's mind, she was more willing to believe that he was just having trouble with her at this moment, angry with her for her willful behavior before she fell into coma, and angry with her for neglecting him for so long. Thinking of this, she stretched out her hand to hold his sword.
sleeves, with a cute smile on his face: "Mr., give me a hug."
The few people who fell on the ground got up in embarrassment. After hearing what she said, they all froze at the moment, waiting quietly for Zhao Changyuan's reaction. In their minds, they would rather believe that Zhao Changyuan had done all this.
A joke on his head. He valued Gong Yueyue more than his own life, so how could he be willing to kill her? Everyone automatically ignored the fact that Zhao Changyuan did not have the emotional intelligence to make this joke.
Among them, only Pan Zhuqing was awake. He was also staring intently at Zhao Changyuan's back. He suddenly jumped up from the ground, and when the opponent raised his knife to slash Gong Yueyue's neck, he flew up and kicked him.
off his wrist.
At this time, everyone woke up and rushed up from behind to fight with Zhao Changyuan.
Gong Yueyue, on the other hand, fell straight down as if she had collapsed. Just a second ago, when Zhao Changyuan raised his palm towards her and planned to strike her, she saw an unprecedented ferocity on his face. She was momentarily
She couldn't tell what was contained in this expression. It seemed to be anger, hatred, and a threat of death. In any case, this feeling was too unfamiliar to her, and she made a move with Zhao Changyuan.
In his eyes, the young couple had never seen anything but tenderness and attachment, but now...
Is this a dream? She raised her arm numbly and took a hard bite. She didn't let go until the tip of her tongue tasted the taste of blood. It hurt, but this was not a dream.
The endless fight was interrupted by soldiers rushing in from outside the house. The leader pointed at Zhao Changyuan and shouted: "Beast! What are you doing?" This was Zhao Xiong's extremely angry voice.
Zhao Changyuan did not take Zhao Xiong seriously, but when he saw that there were more and more opponents and the possibility of attacking them was slim, he no longer persisted. He slashed left and right and stabbed a bloody path, crashed through the wooden window, and ran away.
Just as Zhao Xiong and others were about to chase him out, Pan Zhuqing blocked the door and said, "Stop chasing him. It's too late and it won't be right to hurt anyone. What's more, this matter is suspicious. We chased him rashly for fear of being ambushed."
Regardless of whether what he said was true or not, whether others were willing to listen or not, Zhao Changyuan had naturally run away without a trace after wasting the time of saying this.
Gong Yueyue stared at the ceiling motionless until Zhao Xiong's face flashed into her sight.
"Kid, are you okay?"
This face that resembled Zhao Changyuan in both form and spirit was like a cardiotonic, awakening Gong Yueyue's temporarily paralyzed brain. "Ms. sir, don't go..." She sat up suddenly, hurriedly opened the quilt and got out of bed, even her shoes were gone.
She had no clothes on and chased her out the door with bare feet. Because she had slept for a long time and was weak, she was about to fall to the ground before taking two steps. Fortunately, the military men around her had quick eyesight and hands to help her. "My lord...my lord! Let go of you."
I...help me chase my husband back...wuwuwu..." The weak body slowly collapsed to the ground, and the hysterical howling finally turned into desperate and helpless crying.
The dim candlelight reflected Zhao Xiong's worried face and Gong Yueyue's empty eyes. They were all listening quietly to Pan Jingyuan's account of the whole story.
"That's what happened. He went to the Western Regions more than half a month ago and there was no news from him again. I just didn't expect that he would come back in this appearance."
Zhao Xiong heard the whole story and heard that his daughter-in-law and grandson almost died. He was so angry that he almost burst a blood vessel on the spot. He flew a knife to the trembling Tian Hai in the corner of the room and gritted his teeth and asked: "Such a big thing happened.
, why didn't you tell me earlier?" Even though Tian Hai, whom everyone expected, became the first target of Zhao Xiong's questioning. But the sixth aunt couldn't help but sweat for herself. The more the matter got worse, the harder it was to deal with it. As an elder, she,
It's fine if he can't solve the problem, but he can also help hide the truth... Even if Zhao Xiong is embarrassed to criticize her harshly, her sister's test is enough for her.
Tian Hai knelt down in front of Zhao Xiong with a bang, and said with aggrievedness and sadness: "I forgive you, sir. Without the order of the young master, how can I dare to talk too much?
Zhao Xiong also knew his son's temper, and even a hundred Tian Hai couldn't dissuade him from being stubborn. But the fire in his heart was really hard to swallow. He glanced at the top of Tian Hai's head and didn't let him get up, but he didn't get angry again.
After wailing, Gong Yueyue, who had always been as quiet as a clay sculpture, suddenly muttered to himself: "He wants to kill me? Why did he want to kill me? Why on earth?" Although she was sad, Gong Yueyue did not give up.
She was immersed in decadence, but tried to suppress her emotions and think silently. Based on her understanding of Zhao Changyuan, if he was really angry or even hated her, and hated her enough to kill him, he would definitely let her know the reason.
Now he came and went without a trace, leaving not a single word, which really puzzled her.
The evil young man looked at the dancing candlelight and muttered: "I think I probably know the reason."
Du Ruotong urged him: "What is the reason? Tell me quickly."
"I have heard that the Desert Ming Church uses a kind of poison technique to deal with traitors of the same sect. I don't know exactly how to use it. I only know that the person who is poisoned must learn the inner strength and mental skills of the Ming Cult. Usually he is poisoned.
Later, they will lose their sanity and become the killing tools of those who use them."
The evil young man nodded and said, "Yeah. But I don't understand who would let him kill you. What does the Ming Cult have to do with you?"
Gong Yueyue gave a bitter smile. She had only been in this world for a year, and she and Zhao Changyuan had gone through so many ups and downs along the way. How could she have the time to offend the pagans in the desert? But this is not what she is willing to spend at the moment.
She just wants her husband to come back. "Ignoring these things for now, is there any way to undo this evil spell?"
The evil young man sighed softly and said helplessly: "I don't know about this." When his master mentioned this to him, he always felt that he was far away from the desert and that it was unlikely that he would be exposed to such things in his life, so he did not
Ask below. Now that I think about it, I regret it.
But seeing Gong Yueyue and Zhao Xiong both looking miserable, the evil young man couldn't bear it and comforted him with words: "Don't worry too much, I will find a way." For the current plan, the only way is to find the master first.
Moreover.
Unknowingly, the night was deep, but everyone was disturbed by this sudden incident and had no intention of sleeping. They gathered in Gong Yueyue's house and refused to disperse. The house was full of devastation, and Gong Yueyue's shabby little body hugged her.
Sitting on the bed with her knees still wet with tears, she looked very pitiful. The girls tried to comfort her with every word, but given this situation, any comfort was insignificant.
Fu Yun didn't say much, he just sat quietly beside her, occasionally wiping away her tears. It wasn't until everyone dispersed one after another out of fear of disturbing Gong Yueyue, a pregnant woman, that she said, "We can't live here. Now, you can go to my room so that I can take care of you."
Gong Yueyue smiled bitterly and said firmly: "No, I will live here. Just find someone to clean it up tomorrow." Judging from the degree of damage to this house, it is indeed impossible to live in it. But every time here Zhao Changyuan had specially purchased this place for her; in every corner, there were afterimages of them cuddling together. Even now, he wanted to destroy her and everything here with his own hands, but she found that she still didn't want to leave.
Fu Yun did not force it, but before leaving, he did not forget to remind her: "Then stop crying. If you are so sad, the children will be sad too."
She nodded and made a promise to herself in her heart. She must be strong no matter what, and don’t forget who he got to this point for. Even if he ends up in the end of the world, he must get him back. No matter how difficult it is, he must do it. Give birth to the child safely.
At this moment, Pan Zhuqing's heart was filled with ups and downs and could not be at peace. He never expected that the people from the Ming Cult did not take Zhao Changyuan's life. What he did not expect was that when Zhao Changyuan came back, not only did he not settle the score with him, but he actually Gong Yueyue committed a murder. The most likely possibility is that the Mingjiao people didn't reveal the truth to that silly boy at all. In any case, the current situation was obviously much more complicated than he expected.
But so what? For a game master, puzzles are the most room for improvement. If he handles them carefully and adapts to circumstances, this crazy Zhao Changyuan will be his best kill.
Just like this, I walked to the door of the post house with my mind full of thoughts. There was already a figure waiting outside the door for a long time. "Brother, stay here."
Pan Zhuqing had expected that Pan Jingyuan would come to him, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly: "Is there anything else?"
"Can we talk?" The evil young man was rarely serious. Even when he was arrested and imprisoned, his expression had never been so solemn.
"It's so late, why not wait another day? I'm a little tired." Even though Pan Zhuqing said this, it didn't mean that he really thought that his brother would let him go tonight, but he just wanted to show off his indifference. That’s all.
The serious face of the evil young man suddenly burst into laughter: "Brother, can you still sleep tonight?"
Pan Zhuqing pretended to be impatient, frowned and asked: "What on earth do you mean?"
The evil young man shook his head and looked at the cold bright moon above his head: "I just saw the heartbroken look of that sheep. I have been thinking about a question. If a woman in this world is attracted by my eldest brother, will it be a blessing or a curse?"
After saying that, he turned back to look at Pan Zhuqing, and found that the other person's face had become a little ugly, so he continued: "Although we didn't come out of the same belly, we still have similar blood flowing on our bodies. What you did today, I don't know. Damn it, those two gangsters Yang Jinyi and He Yong deceived Gong Yueyue, who was still seriously ill, but they couldn't hide it from your brother and me." (To be continued)