With a "clang" sound, the sword fell to the ground. She opened one eye slightly and saw an obvious red mark on Zhao Changyuan's face. She found that she felt a little distressed, and she almost couldn't help but reach out to touch him.
Face.
He lowered his hands and looked at her blankly. What he saw in her eyes was that he was already so miserable. She said she hated him. Maybe she really didn't belong to him anymore, maybe it was time to let go. In the end, he was at a loss.
He turned around, stepped on the two swords in front of him, and walked out of the door step by step, still with a slight limp in his steps.
The sight of his back made Gong Yueyue very unbearable, and she quickly looked away.
He Yong stood up, walked to Yue Yue, and said calmly: "Madam, I shouldn't say this at first. But I really want to tell you that our general is really infatuated with you. You know that he is for you,
Do you learn nunchucks from the soldiers in our army every day? His face and body were bruised and bruised by those things, and you didn’t ask him what happened? Or do you simply
Don't you care about him? Have you ever seen him lose his mind? I have seen it, that is, when he knew that a war was about to happen and had to be separated from you temporarily. You know he took the crooked note you wrote to him, right?
I explained that this meant that you liked him. How happy was he then? Do you know that he almost starved himself to death a few days ago without eating, drinking or talking, and was still calling your name when he was dying? If
Didn't you know that you eloped with this man, and he might be dead now? Why? Why do you treat him like this? Why can't you cherish him? What a good man he is, and now he is tortured like this.
Why do you still have the heart to not want him? Are you a woman? Isn’t it said that women are easy to be soft-hearted? Do you really have the heart to treat a man who cares so much about you as if he were your life? Ah?" He became more and more excited as he spoke, and said
By the end, his voice was trembling and his eye circles were red. He turned around and quickly chased Zhao Changyuan.
When Pan Zhuqing heard these words, he felt very uncomfortable and kept his head down in silence. Zhao Changyuan seemed to really care about Yang Yiyi, but he himself didn't want to give up just yet.
Gong Yueyue felt as if someone had poured a pot of sulfuric acid into her heart, and she was in constant pain. At that time, she asked him what was the reason for the bruises on his face, but he told her that he accidentally hit her. And the words "just now"
"Baba", I didn't expect that he really cared so much about whether she liked him or not. It turned out that his previous hunger strike was not to play tricks with her, but to really give up on himself. The pretty boy... actually loves herself so much! She... she
She actually hit him! Guilt crawled all over her body. She couldn't think too much and ran towards the door.
As soon as he arrived at the door, Pan Zhuqing suddenly shouted from behind: "Oh no!"
She turned back suddenly, and the two of them almost exclaimed in unison: "Du Ruotong!" "Du Ruotong!"
Pan Zhuqing endured the severe pain in her ribs and shouted in one breath: "I have no choice but to go and save her. If it doesn't work, go to the Yamen and report it to the official. Hurry!"
Gong Yueyue didn't dare to waste a moment and ran out. Zhao Changyuan and He Yong were walking one after another on the wind and rain bridge corridor. She passed them quickly and quickly ran to the shore.
At this time, her mind was in a mess. After such a long delay, if Du Ruotong did not listen to their warning and acted privately, then her situation would be too dangerous.
There were few people on the shore, and Pan Zhuqing's carriage had gone somewhere unknown. She was at a loss and ran back and forth on the shore like crazy.
Zhao Changyuan walked onto the shore numbly, staring blankly at his helpless wife in front of him.
He Yong took his sleeve and walked to the stable and said to him: "General, leave her alone. She is so ruthless and has failed you so much. Let's go!"
After walking a few steps, the sleeve He Yong was holding slipped out of his hands. He looked back and saw that the general had turned around and walked towards Yang Yiyi. He was so angry that blood rushed to his head, and he wanted to rush over and kill him.
He pulled it back, but in the end he still stood there, sighing and saying to himself: "It's true that one thing comes after another, there is no way to save it."
"What's wrong with you?" Zhao Changyuan's voice rang in the ears of the helpless Gong Yueyue. She turned around to face his pale face, and tears burst into her eyes instantly.
"Stop crying, what's wrong?"
Gong Yueyue knew that it was not the right moment to be affectionate, but the tears couldn't stop falling. Suddenly, her mind brightened, and while wiping her tears, she pulled his sleeve and said to him: "Do you want to
Do you know what I’ve been doing all this time when I leave early and come home late?”
He pursed his lips and nodded slightly.
"Do you want to know what is the relationship between me and Pan Zhuqing?"
His eyes were sad and he nodded feebly.
"Do you want to know why I ran away from home?"
"Want to know." He nodded and said softly.
"Then come with me, and I will take you to a place where you will know all the answers." After she finished speaking, she looked around: "But... there is no carriage here."
"My horse is over there, come with me." He took out the sleeve that she was holding. She felt a little disappointed, but her hand was held by his big hand, and she walked towards the stable.
When He Yong saw this scene, he was angry and amused. He shook his head, turned around and strode to the stable, mounted his horse and rode away.
Zhao Changyuan helped Yue Yue onto the horse and turned over to sit behind her: "Where are we going?" His breath made her ears itch.
"Qingyun Temple in the Eastern Suburbs." She felt that her face was about to burn.
He tightened the reins with one hand and turned around, holding her towards him with the other hand to prevent her from falling off the horse. "Drive!" With a soft roar, the horse flew away.
Yueyue felt as if she had two hearts, beating wildly at different frequencies in her arms. One was hers, and the other belonged to him behind her.
Just like in a dream, his breath blew on the top of her head, making her scalp numb. His body odor floated into her nose with a faint medicinal fragrance. She had always liked his smell, even if he was covered in sweat, she was
I never felt any discomfort.
He never spoke, but along the way, he kissed her hair from time to time. He thought that no matter what happened in the future, at least at this moment, she was in his arms and she belonged to him.
Even if they didn't stop for a second on the way, the sky had already begun to darken when they arrived at Qingyun Temple.
The two of them dismounted one after another. Gong Yueyue ran towards the dojo like crazy. Zhao Changyuan followed with difficulty, the wound on his leg being pulled painfully.
The dojo was empty. Gong Yueyue was dumbfounded. She grabbed a passing young Taoist priest and asked, "Where is Taoist Master Li?"
"Donor, you came too late. Director Li left half an hour ago."
"Gone? Gone...did he leave alone?" she asked uneasily.
"This poor guy doesn't know."
"Then...then are there any girls resting in the living room today?"
The little Taoist priest thought for a while and said with certainty: "Oh, there is one."
"What does it look like?" Gong Yueyue's voice trembled.
"He's quite tall and a bit dark..."
"I understand, thank you." After saying that, she pulled Zhao Changyuan, who looked confused, and quickly left the dojo.
"Where are we going next?" Zhao Changyuan put his arms around her and asked after getting on the horse. (To be continued)