Song Yanqing watched the flying golden arrow pierce Li Xin's shoulder. He turned his eyes to meet Chu Shou's. She seemed to have given up her strength. She slowly lowered the hand holding the bow and arrow, and squatted on the ground with her hands on her neck.
Song Yanqing's eyes were filled with scarlet red when the film was released.
He put away his long knife, ignored Li Xin who fell at the sound, strode forward, knelt on the ground on one knee, and picked up Chu Shou. Chu Shou rested his head on his lap, raised his eyes slightly, and reluctantly asked
He said: "Are you okay?"
His wounds were difficult to heal. Although medicine had been made for him long ago and there were medicines that could be cured, she did not bring it with her. She was wrong. It was not safe wherever she went.
Song Yanqing looked at her distressedly, shook her head, stretched out her hand to check the injury on her neck, raised her hand to touch her gently but was afraid of hurting her, and looked at her palm again, where the debris from the hemp rope was stained.
In the flesh and blood cut by the dagger, his heart tightened and he panicked. He tested her left and right, hugged her tightly, and climbed onto the horse.
Chu Shou leaned in Song Yanqing's arms, and could only hear the noise from behind, as if many people were coming. There was a constant rumbling in his ears, and then his vision went dark and he lost consciousness.
When she woke up again, the night was deep and her eyes were full of darkness. The weak and flickering candlelight danced gently, dazzling her eyes. Her eyelids were so heavy that she couldn't lift them up. She tried her best to open her eyes and barely held them up.
She was lying down, but when she pressed her hands hard on the bed, even the soft bed hurt her so much that she suddenly woke up.
Ah Shui put down the soaked towel, wiped it in front of him, and immediately went to greet him. He supported Chu Shou with worried eyes and asked softly: "Miss? Are you feeling better? What's wrong with you?"
Chu Shou sat with his back bent, his hands were wrapped and bandaged, and he rubbed his temples with the only exposed fingertips, forcing the thumbs down before stopping.
Then he raised his head and asked: "How is Ah Zhi doing?"
Ah Shui sat on the edge of the bed with his head lowered, his lips pressed tightly, and his brows furrowed without saying a word. Chu Shou was puzzled, and his eyes turned to look at San Qian who was standing beside him. San Qian sighed softly and said in a low voice.
: "Master Song is injured on his back and shoulder. There are doctors treating him, but... the bleeding cannot be stopped."
Chu Shou closed the curtains and looked at the moonlight outside the window. It had been several hours since they came down the mountain...the blood was still flowing?
A hint of anger flashed in her eyes, and she turned to look at Ah Shui with tears in her eyes. She calmed down again, bit her lip and asked in a deep voice: "What did I tell you? If something happens to him and he sees blood, and I
What should I do if I'm not around?"
Ah Shui listened, and in the blink of an eye, tears fell down her cheeks, and fainted into her clothes. She whispered softly, feeling a little aggrieved: "I was going to bring out the medicine, but Master Mu's words were too wrong.
Look, I'm so angry that I don't even care."
Chu Shou's heart sank. Ah Shui was the most good-tempered. Mu Huashu was afraid that he had said something to make her feel so wronged, which made her heart harden...
After thinking about this, Chu Shou raised his hand and wiped away the tears hanging on her cheeks. He softly said, "Comfort her and don't cry." Then he whispered to Ah Shui, "Help me go down and I will personally deliver the medicine."
The residence Wei Qingxuan arranged for the two of them was not far away, but Chu Shou had a hard time walking. The wounds on her neck and palms were not as bad as this, but the wounds on her knees were very uncomfortable for her. She already had knee pain.
I usually took good care of my old illness and used a carriage when traveling. Now I climbed up the mountain with trauma, but it was really "internal and external troubles."
Along the way, she met many secret guards in mysterious clothes, all of whom looked solemn. She had seen many battles in the palace, so even if they were limping, they were still calm, but in this state capital
Some of the servants were hiding elsewhere and did not dare to come out. It seemed that the entire state capital was under investigation.
Before reaching the door, I turned a corner and saw that the place was crowded with people. Many doctors were coming and going. Wei Qingxuan stood sideways at the door, curling up his hands in fear and with frightened eyes. Zhan Yingshao was patting him on the side.
The shoulders seemed to be comforting.
When they saw Chu Shou, they immediately bowed carefully and bowed:
"The lower official Zhan Yingshao pays homage to the princess."
"The lower official Wei Qingxuan pays homage to the princess."
Chu Shou responded softly. Wei Qingxuan stood on one side, closing his mouth tightly, not daring to speak in detail. Zhan Yingshao glanced at him, sighed, and stepped forward: "Princess, all the doctors, Mr. Song."
The injury has been roughly bandaged, but it still cannot be completely stopped..."
Zhan Yingshao saw that Chu Shou's face was not good, so he continued: "Although there is still bleeding, fortunately the amount of bleeding is not much. Master Mu said that people have been sent to invite the doctors who have treated you before, so you don't have to be too anxious.
"
"No need."
Chu Shou's face was a little haggard, his lips were pale and bloodless, and he spoke coldly.
"I'll be fine once I'm here."
Zhan Yingshao was puzzled by the princess's determined tone and look. He turned to the side and saw Ah Shui holding a small box. He thought about it and gradually calmed down. Until Chu Shou walked in, he turned around to comfort Wei Qingxuan and said:
"Don't worry, Mr. Wei, the princess studied under Dr. Miaochun. If there is a way, there will be a way."
Wei Qingxuan's expression became nervous after hearing this, and he kept raising his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead. Zhan Yingshao was puzzled, "Why are you nervous? Mr. Wei..."
I don't understand, I really don't understand.
Chu Shoufang stepped into the room, walked around the front hall, closed the curtain and walked inside, and saw his figure from behind the standing screen, just like when he first saw him in Cangjia City.
There were pots of red-hot charcoal fire around, as well as pots of blood that had no time to be poured out. The room was filled with a strong smell of medicine and blood.
Through the snow-gauze-like screen, through the candlelight and dim darkness of the night, I could see Song Yanqing lying calmly on the bed, his chest rising and falling slightly, and he fell into a deep sleep.
She was about to go around the screen, but Mu Huashu came out from behind and raised her hand to stop her.
Mu Huashu held a sword in his hand, his eyes were cold and even had a hint of anger. He looked at Chu Shou and asked irritably: "What are you doing here?"
Chu Shou glanced at her, stretched out his hand to take the box from Ah Shuiwen, shook it and said, "Send the medicine."
Mu Huashu sneered, looked sideways, and refused: "No need."
Before Chu Shou could react, Shen Yi Yan came out from behind and advised: "Hua Shu, the princess's medicine will naturally take effect faster, so it's not a problem to delay it like this."
Shen Yi was about to pick it up, but was stopped by Mu Huashu. She couldn't control her emotions, her voice was trembling, but she still said coldly: "Harm me once, save me once, harm me twice, save me twice. This is raising a poisonous insect."
?"
"What did you say?" Chu Shou frowned after hearing this. She didn't understand what Mu Huashu meant by her words. It was indeed very unpleasant.
"Bold!" Sanqian shouted angrily from behind.
"What did I say? Don't you know what I said? When was it not because of you that he was injured? You know his physique well. You clearly knew that he was injured and bleeding and it was difficult to clot, but you still did it!"
"Under the guise of praying for God, you witch clan have long been accustomed to doing things that are harmful to heaven and justice!" After saying that, Mu Huashu's eyes were fixed, and he stared at Chu Shou and said: "You deserve it, you witch clan goddesses will not live to be eighteen. , is it worthy of something that sucks human bones and blood?"
After Shen Yi listened harshly, he took a few steps forward, pulled Mu Huashu aside, glanced at her fiercely, then calmed his face, turned around with a smile, and quickly bowed to Chu Shou: "Azhi When he was going down the mountain, he was stabbed again by the gangster, and it was on his shoulder, but it was not deep, it was just an old problem."
After hearing this, Mu Huashu burst out laughing. She said harshly to Shen Yi: "Shen Yi harshly, why don't you even dare to tell me!"
After saying that, she turned to look at Chu Shou: "If he hadn't been trying to protect you every time, how could he have ended up like this?"
Chu Shou ignored her and hid his hands in his robe, clenching them tightly regardless of the pain. Ah Shui and San Qian also looked at Mu Huashu nervously and angrily.
She regained her composure, looked at Shen Yi harsh to the side, and asked in a nonchalant manner: "Li Xin...have you caught him?"
"He's caught. We've sent doctors to treat him. He can be interrogated when he wakes up."
She turned her head and glanced back, then raised her eyes and looked at Shen Yi harshly, and ordered: "Be sure to keep strict supervision. I saw that there are many secret guards coming, so there is no need to use false hands on others."
Shen Yi understood carefully, bowed and agreed.
Then, she took a deep breath and raised her hand. Ah Shui understood and stepped forward to hand the box containing the medicine to Shen Yiqi.
Shen Yi Yan took the box, looked at Chu Shou and then at Mu Huashu, sighed softly, shook his head helplessly, and went inside again.
Chu Shou lowered his head and straightened his skirt, then raised his head and turned around, walked to the armchair behind him, and sat down. The atmosphere was a little quiet for a while, and he could only hear the sound of the doctor changing Song Yanqing's medicine behind the screen.
After a while, Chu Shou looked up at Mu Huashu's back standing in front of the screen, tightened his hands on the armrest, looked indifferently, and said: "Miss Mu, why don't you... take this opportunity to tell me what you have always wanted to say. "
Mu Huashu's body froze, she clenched the scabbard, her muscles and bones were clear, she turned around, put the sword on the desk, and sat diagonally in front of Chu Shou, her mood seemed to calm down, and she returned to her former self. dignified.
As if he had made up his mind, he bit his lip and said, "I went to Youbei to pick up Ah Zhi according to my father's last wish and asked him to be the owner of the 48th floor. Later, Ah Zhi took us to join the imperial court."
"On the way to Beijing, on a rainy night, a man and a woman led a group of people and surrounded us. Secret guards had not yet been trained at that time, and we alone were no match for them..."
"That man has white jade beads wrapped around his wrist, as if he's afraid we won't recognize him. What do you think? Princess."
Mu Huashu's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and looked at Chu Shou who was sitting upright. He sneered disdainfully and continued: "Azhi's carriage and sedan were smashed by them. He stood up... The next thing still needs to be done. Shall I tell you?"
Song Yanqing trembled for a long time, and was surrounded by a group of men in black again. He stood up from the ruins of the sedan chair with a long knife. Just as he was about to continue, he saw a woman in black clothes face to face, with black hair draped over her shoulders. , wearing a mask on his face, which is the totem of the witch clan. The hibiscus tree rising from the ground is dotted with tiny four-petal flowers, spreading over the entire mask.
Song Yanqing paused while holding the long knife. At that time, heavy rain poured down on his face, making him unable to open his eyes. However, he ignored the rain and tried to keep his eyes open, even if his eye sockets were covered by the rain. He was so red that he tried his best to see the person opposite him clearly.
The man did not react, he drew his bow and nocked an arrow. The golden arrow had a special mechanism, and the shrunken blade was like a flower bone in bud, becoming more and more beautiful under the rain, and it was pointed straight at his head.
Heart.
Song Yanqing lowered his eyes, raised his lips and chuckled, raised his hand to cover his heart, tears welled up in his eyes, and they were inexplicably brought down by the rain, and washed into his clothes, or maybe mixed into the mud and water under his feet.
middle.
On that rainy night, his love fell into the quagmire, but flowers sprouted from his heart, one after another. The sharp thorns pierced his skin and gripped his heart tightly. The hole in his heart never healed.
Almost as soon as the arrow pierced through the raindrops and flew straight towards him, he loosened his grip on the long knife tightly, and the blade made a clanking sound when it collided with the bluestone. Following the sound, he raised his head straight back.
Fall down.
The torrential rain washed over Song Yanqing's body, and soon, blood oozed from his chest, leaving it on the ground along his already wet clothes, a scarlet color like a blooming rose.
He stared at the dark sky with half-open eyes, and the raindrops hit his face like small balls on a thread. He seemed to feel no pain and calmly accepted the passage of life.
Because after he determined who was on the other side, he no longer wanted to find a way out. He could only hold on and maybe see her one last time. He kept it in his heart and loved her the most.
This is the only blessing.
"Miss……"
Ah Shui turned sideways, called Chu Shou in a low voice, and then said: "But you..."
Chu Shou came back to his senses, raised his hand, and interrupted Ah Shui's words. There was no emotion in her eyes, only the white cloth wrapped around her was filled with blood, "Miss Mu, did you see me with your own eyes that day?"
Mu Huashu was stunned, looked at Chu Shou, smiled disdainfully, and then said: "I went to Kyoto early that day, but what does the princess mean?"
Chu Shou replied coldly: "It's okay. I will recognize what I have done. If I have not done it, I will not let it be detained here."
Sanqian stepped forward and said in a rough voice:
"That's right! Our lady fell ill from the day we parted from Mr. Song, and our relationship lasted until the spring of the next year. How could we rush to Kyoto!"
Mu Huashu looked at them for a moment, then regardless of etiquette, she held her head on the table and laughed, even holding her stomach while speaking. She shook her head with stern eyes and said, "Sure enough,
He is the young master of the Wu clan, the best at pretending to be stupid and confusing right and wrong..."
As she said that, she stopped laughing, tears welled up in her eyes, and she murmured: "Song Yanqing, after all, you are the most stupid person in the world..."
Chu Shou thought quickly in his mind, and immediately his eyes came back to reality. He remembered the man with white jade beads wrapped around his wrist that Mu Huashu said. She stretched out her hand to hold Sanqian, and whispered: "Send a message to Fodu immediately.
Temple, give it to Zhao Wuji... No, give it to Huiyuan, tell him to help me stabilize Zhao Wuji, and I will be the first to see him when the matter in Qingzhou is over."
Chu Shou's voice was cold, and Sanqian listened carefully. He pursed his lips and looked at Mu Huashu angrily from time to time. After receiving the order, he immediately set off to do it.
Mu Huashu straightened her expression, held back her resentment, and continued: "If you think I'm lying, you might as well go in and take a look now."
If it weren't for you, how could he let the golden arrow pierce his heart? If it weren't for you, how could he have reached this point.