Everyone was as silent as a cicada, not daring to say a word.
At the same time, Qu Lang carried Qu Le and ran all the way, escaping from the side door of the palace. Behind him, the palace's pursuers kept rushing out. Fortunately, there were masked people guarding them, helping the two of them intercept all the pursuers.
They fought and marched, leaving traces of blood wherever they passed, making it impossible to tell whether they belonged to the enemy or their own.
Until they came to an alley behind the palace, where a very inconspicuous sleigh was parked. As soon as they appeared, Li Changfeng and Gu Fuzhou jumped out of the carriage one after another.
Qu Lang, who was originally on full alert, finally calmed down a bit after seeing Gu Fuzhou. Gu Fuzhou covered his painful chest and stepped forward quickly, taking the unconscious Qu Le from his hand.
As Qu Le left, Qu Lang's last nerve, which he had strained with all his strength, loosened, his eyes darkened, and he fell straight forward!
Li Changfeng asked them all to get on the bus, leaving one masked man who took off his face mask to drive the bus. As for the other masked men, they all disappeared in an instant, and everything was as quiet as if they had never appeared.
The sleigh ran on the icy streets. Inside the carriage, Li Changfeng held Qu Le tightly in his arms. With one hand, he held a handkerchief and blocked the wound on her chest. The bright red blood quickly covered the handkerchief.
It soaked through, overflowed along the fingers, and dripped on the soft blanket. It not only stained the blanket, but also dyed Li Changfeng's clothes red.
But he didn't care at all, and focused all his attention on the person in his arms. He whispered in her ear: "Xiao Lezi, just hold on a little longer, and I'll take you to see a doctor right away. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid,
As long as I am here, no one can hurt you anymore..."
Qu Le's face was as golden as paper due to excessive blood loss, and his breathing became weaker and weaker.
Qu Lang was lying next to her. The heart-eating poison in his body was taking effect. Blue veins popped up on his face. His whole body was twitching in pain. The wounds on his body were constantly overflowing with black blood. Gu Fuzhou had not exercised strenuously, so the poison was showing up.
Bi Qu Lang was a little better. He sat cross-legged on his side, clenched his teeth and his fingers trembled slightly unconsciously.
The sleigh ran quickly, leaving two winding tracks behind it. They quickly found a medical hospital, but before they could get off the car, they saw a large group of officers and soldiers rushing out and surrounding the medical center.
The officers and soldiers were all holding weapons and looked fierce. They also held several portraits in their hands. Li Changfeng asked the coachman to take a look at them from a distance and learned that the portraits showed Qu Le, Qu Lang and Gu Fuzhou.
These officers and soldiers said they were ordered by the King of Yu to block the city gates and search for fugitive murderers from house to house throughout the city, especially the medical clinic and the inn.
In order to avoid being discovered, Li Changfeng had to order someone to turn the car around to avoid the aggressive officers and soldiers.
The city gate was sealed, and now even if you want to go out, you can't go out. There are officers and soldiers everywhere in the city. It's harder to find a safe place to stay than to reach the sky. Li Changfeng hugged Qu Le tightly and glanced at Gu, who was trying his best to restrain him.
The poisonous Gu Fuzhou asked: "Do you know any other place in the city where I can hide?"
Gu Fuzhou said weakly: "I do know a place where I can not only hide, but also help heal Qu Le and Qu Lang."
"where?"
Gu Fuzhou: "Thousand Birds Temple."
In Qiandori Temple, Miao Ben was about to enjoy the delicious freshly cooked vegetarian food, but as soon as he picked up his chopsticks, he saw Jue Yu running in in a panic and said: "Master, someone is looking for you!"
Miaoben put down his chopsticks reluctantly: "Who is looking for me?"
Jue Yu turned sideways and made way for the four people to cross the threshold and walk into the house. Jue Yu said uneasily, "It's them."
Miao Ben's eyes swept over the four people one by one, namely Qu Le, Li Changfeng, Gu Fuzhou and Qu Lang... very good, they are all old acquaintances.
He glanced at Qu Le and Qu Lang who were covered in blood, frowned slightly and couldn't bear it. He turned to Jue Yu and said: "You go out and guard first. No matter who comes to me today, you will say that I am repairing the closed door."
Zen, see no one."
Jue Yu responded, hurriedly turned around and ran out, closing the door tightly before leaving.
Li Changfeng carefully placed Qu Le on the bed. Gu Fuzhou endured the severe pain and helped Qu Lang onto the carpet, letting him lie flat on the ground first. Gu Fuzhou panted and sat on the futon next to him. He covered it with one hand.
With his chest in pain as if thousands of ants were eating away at his heart, he said weakly: "Master Miaoben, please help me and save these two."
Miaoben rubbed his shaved head in annoyance: "I knew that as soon as you guys showed up, something bad would happen."
Miaoben first bandaged Qu Le's wound to temporarily stop the bleeding, and then applied medicine to Qu Lang.
Qu Lang's body is covered with small wounds. Although there are many, they are not fatal. The most troublesome thing is the heart-eating poison in his body. Miao Ben's medical skills are very good, but he has no research on poison.
, for Qu Lang and Gu Fuzhou, he had no idea what to do when he arrived, so he could only give them two sets of pain-relieving medicine.
After finishing his work, Miao Ben was sweating all over. He held his round belly and sat down on the futon with difficulty. The vegetarian food on the table was already cold. He said to Li Changfeng and Gu Fuzhou: "There is nothing good here, poor monk."
I can entertain you with something, so let’s make do with what we have to eat.”
Gu Fuzhou shook his head and said, "I'm in so much pain now that I can't eat anything."
Li Changfeng still hugged Qu Le and said calmly: "I don't want to eat it."
"Okay, it's up to you whether you want to eat or not. I'm really hungry, so I won't be polite to you." Miao Ben shook his head, picked up the bowl and chopsticks, and began to eat without any image.
After eating and drinking, Miao Ben burped with satisfaction. He casually touched his mouth with his sleeve, smacked his lips and sighed: "You guys suddenly came to this poor monk without even saying hello.
, and it’s all covered in injuries, shouldn’t you tell the poor monk what’s going on now?”
Gu Fuzhou had spent all his energy to endure the pain and really had no energy to tell the story anymore, so the task fell on Li Changfeng's shoulders. He told the whole story in a concise and concise manner. After he finished speaking, Li Changfeng, who had been in a coma,
Qule happened to wake up.
The human skin mask on Qule's face has been removed. Her eyelashes trembled and she slowly opened her eyes with difficulty. After a moment of blur, her vision finally became clear. Her eyes fell on the one closest to her.
Li Changfeng's face was blank for a long time before he came back to his senses and asked in a hoarse voice: "Master Li... why are you here?"
Li Changfeng held her hand tightly, lowered his head and kissed her fingertips, and said softly: "It's a long story. I'll tell you slowly when I have time in the future. You tell me now about your wounds."
Does it still hurt? Are there any other discomforts on your body?"
The kissed fingertips trembled slightly, and Qu Le's rationality returned. She noticed that she was now being held in Li Changfeng's arms in an extremely ambiguous posture, and she immediately struggled to leave his arms.
Li Changfeng said quickly: "Don't move around, or you may injure the wound."
Qule's hand tried to push him away: "Let me go."
Li Changfeng had no choice but to let go and moved back along with her movements. He said, "Just tell me what you want to do. Don't move around, okay?"
His gaze was too gentle, which made Qu Le, who always prided herself on being cheeky, a little unable to resist. She avoided his burning gaze and asked: "Have you met Sister Suyue? She told you that I am here.
Of? Where is she now?"
Li Changfeng's expression immediately became a little weird, and he coughed twice awkwardly: "I have met her, and she is living a good life now. You don't have to worry about her. She also asked me to take good care of you, so if you have anything
If you need anything, you can tell me and I will try my best to satisfy you."
Qu Le frowned slightly. She didn't like Li Changfeng's ambiguous attitude. He obviously already had a wife, but he still wanted to hook up with others outside. It was really scumbag. But after all, this is other people's housework.
, no matter what, she would not intervene directly. Sister Suyue is a good person, and Qu Le does not want her to be harmed.
Qu Le said very seriously: "Sister Suyue is a good person, and she and I are very good sisters. If you dare to make her sad, I will definitely not let you go."
Li Changfeng's expression was very calm, but his mood was very painful.
This feeling of being forced to attack oneself makes one want to cry without tears.
Qu Le looked around. This was a Zen room. There were Gu Fuzhou, Monk Miaoben, and Qu Lang who was in a coma. She frowned slightly, showing a puzzled look: "This is Chidori Temple? I
Remember I was in Prince Yu's Mansion before, how did I end up here?"
Gu Fuzhou: "It was Alang who rescued you from King Yu. He happened to meet Mr. Li and helped us get here. Fortunately, Master Miaoben took action, otherwise you would have been in danger. Thank you quickly."
"
Qu Le said to Miao Ben: "Thank you very much."
Miaoben touched his smooth round head and said with a smile: "A monk should be compassionate. This is what a monk should do. There is no need to be so polite."
Jue Yu pushed open the door and walked in with the decoction in hand. He said: "Donor Qu, your medicine is ready. Drink it while it's hot."
Qu Le glanced at the dark soup. Even if she had never drank it, she could still feel the strong bitter taste coming from this bowl of medicine. Her little face wrinkled up: "Can't you add some candied fruit or honey?"
"Sorry, I don't have these two things here," Miao Ben said with a compassionate smile.
Seeing Qu Le's face as pale as paper, Jue Yu couldn't bear it and whispered: "This medicine has licorice added, so it shouldn't be very bitter. Drink it quickly. It will become more bitter when it gets cold."
Li Changfeng took the medicine bowl from his hand, scooped out a spoonful of the medicine with a spoon, put it to his mouth and took a small sip. He said seriously: "It is indeed not very bitter, can you try it?"
After saying that, he handed the spoon filled with soup to Qule's mouth.
Qu Le glanced at the spoon from which he had just drank, and thought that this man was really not classy at all. She pursed her lips and said impatiently: "Can you change the spoon for me?"
Hearing this, Li Changfeng's face suddenly turned pale.
Others looked at him with a little more sympathy. (To be continued)