General Scar flicked the steel knife with his finger, and the blood-drinking steel knife made a cheerful sound, "If you didn't know her identity, do you think I sent people to guard here for so long? Those victims of the trouble in Tongzhou
If you want to die, Imperial Physician Xu will die, and Concubine Xi... even more! This is the emperor's will!"
"Impossible!" Rong Yuan flatly rejected it, unwilling to believe what he said.
As for Ling Ruo, she was biting her lip. Under the firelight, her face was frighteningly white.
General Scar sneered and said: "Concubine Xi of Chengqian Palace and Imperial Physician Xu were living side by side. After entering the palace, they even escaped from the palace privately and ordered her to be killed!" He paused and then said: "This is what the emperor has given me.
I am the only one who knows the general's secret decree." Because of this, he sent the others away.
"Nonsense!" Ling Ruo suddenly shouted and said in a sharp voice: "I left the palace on the emperor's order. I have never escaped from the palace privately. Get out of the way. I want to see the emperor!"
"But the Emperor doesn't want to see you!" After General Scar said this, he straightened his arms and said coldly: "Okay, you know everything you need to know, and you can go die now!"
When the last word fell, the shiny blade cut a cold mark in mid-air and slashed towards Ling Ruo.
Ling Ruo seemed to be frightened and stared blankly at the deadly steel knife falling towards her. She even forgot to dodge. However, Rong Yuan reacted first and rolled to the side with her behind his back, causing him to strike with the knife.
Empty.
"It's useless, you can't escape!" General Scar smiled cruelly, and struck with his knife again, this time faster than the last time, with the sound of whistling wind.
This time, they obviously no longer had the good luck they had just now. Although Ling Ruo tried his best to dodge, he was still slashed on the back. Blood poured out from the wound. Ling Ruo could even feel that his body temperature was gradually being taken away by the blood flowing out.
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General Scar was not in a hurry to kill Ling Ruo. At this moment, the two of them were like mice under his claws, unable to escape. He took back the steel knife, took a sip of the warm blood on it, and said with an intoxicated expression: "
Is this the blood of the empress in the palace? The taste is indeed much sweeter than that of ordinary people. It is really rare to be able to kill a third-grade empress with your own hands."
"Ruo'er!" Rong Yuan looked at this scene with eyes wide open, angry and hurt. How could Yinzhen be so cruel and heartless? Ruo'er's love for him was really in vain.
He wanted to save Ruo'er. He said he would protect Ruo'er for the rest of his life. He would never...never watch her die!
Rong Yuan bit the tip of his tongue hard and used the severe pain to calm down. With so many sergeants here, it was impossible to escape unscathed, but there must be a way out, there must be a way out!
While thinking nervously, he saw the white horse parked next to General Scar, and an idea suddenly came to his mind.
"Die!" On the other side, General Scar slashed with his knife with red eyes. With this blow, Ling Ruozong lost ten of his lives.
Just when he was halfway through the cut, he suddenly felt a soreness in his elbow, and then he lost consciousness. The knife fell to the ground with a clang. Looking down, he didn't know when another ant that he hadn't paid much attention to came to him.
Behind his back, he pressed his fingers heavily on the Tianjing point of his elbow, causing him to instantly lose the ability to control his right hand.
While he was still in shock, Rong Yuan picked up Ling Ruo who fell to the ground, put her on the horse, then picked up a sharp stone from the ground and stabbed the horse's arm hard, causing the white horse to suffer pain.
, screamed and ran out with all four hooves, knocking over several people in front of him.
General Scar didn't expect that something that was originally a sure thing would have twists and turns, and he said angrily: "Chase! Why are you still hanging there? Chase me! We must chase this swordsman back!"
Ruoer, if you want to live, you must live!
It's strange that at this moment, Rong Yuan's mood was surprisingly peaceful, without fear or panic. In a hundred years of life, there will always be death. Some people die heavier than Mount Tai, while others die lighter than a feather;
What about him? He didn't know, but as for him giving Ling Ruo a chance to survive, that was enough.
At this moment, he suddenly wanted to see Jingxue and missed her so much...
A Taoist priest I saved once said to me that the person a person thinks of before dying must be the one he cares about the most.
At that time, he always thought that the person he missed must be Ling Ruo at that moment, but it turned out that it was not the case. From unknown time on, the woman who had been with him for more than ten years without regrets had gradually occupied his heart.
For Ling Ruo, it is more of a kind of family affection...
If he could go back alive, he would definitely marry Jingxue as his wife, and from then on he would treat her wholeheartedly and not let her suffer any injustice.
However, that was an extravagant hope after all. He could not go back or survive. He could only hope that he could meet Jingxue again in the next life, and he would never let her down in the next life!
Brother Rong Yuan... Ling Ruo, who was lying on the horse, raised her hand in pain, trying hard to catch the figure that was getting blurry in her sight. She knew that Rong Yuan was risking his life to save her. Those who
No one will let him go.
The outstretched hand was cold in the night wind, and she couldn't grab anything. The last scene she saw before she fell into coma was General Scar picking up the knife and slashing Rong Yuan's body...
"No!" Ling Ruo screamed and opened her eyes, her eyes full of fear, cold sweat dripping from her forehead, her expression gradually softened when she saw the old black roof beams.
After a while, someone opened the curtain between the inner and outer rooms. A young man walked to Ling Ruo's bedside, put down the bowl in his hand and said softly: "Are you having a nightmare again?"
The man looked to be about 20 years old. He was dressed in a blue coat of coarse cloth that had been washed a little white. His facial features were not very outstanding, but he was clean and good-looking.
"Yeah." Feeling the warm facecloth gently wiping away the cold sweat on her forehead, Ling Ruo closed her eyes tiredly.
"It's not okay for you to have nightmares like this every day. Tomorrow, I'll go and beg Doctor Mao at the top of the city to give you some tranquilizing medicine." The man said this.
"No need." Ling Ruo said, "The last time you went to beg him to save me, you got a lot of looks. It was just a nightmare. It will be fine in a few days."
The man smiled sheepishly, "When I talked to my mother last time, my voice was a little louder, but you heard me. In fact, I'm used to it, so it's nothing."
Seeing that Ling Ruo didn't speak, he said again: "Drink the medicine first." As he spoke, he carefully helped Ling Ruo up, and stuffed the thick cotton quilt folded next to Ling Ruo's back to let her get better.
He leaned on it, then picked up the coarse porcelain bowl on the wooden bench and handed it over and said: "Drink it, it has been sitting for a while and it is not hot."
Ling Ruo didn't say anything, she just took the medicine bowl and slowly drank the medicine, which was so bitter that it made people want to vomit. She didn't put down the bowl until the medicine bottomed out.