Chapter three hundred and eighteen entering the water
The water was above her head, and the girl slowly sank, her long hair and dress floating like water plants.
He swam among the floating water plants like a fish.
What Wang Xian said was circulating in his mind. Unlike Li Liang, the thing used by Yao Fu, Chen Danzhu, could not be manipulated. So there was only one way, which was to use the poison on himself and his clothes, relying on the scent, relying on the fragrance.
Touching——
If these medicinal powders are sprinkled on a girl's body and the body is smeared with poison, it will definitely cause fever. Throwing it into water and washing it until she becomes cold can temporarily prevent her from dying immediately.
Nothing could be seen in the deep water. The thin summer shirt and skirt quickly became soaked. Through the clothes, his hands could feel the smooth and hot skin. He grabbed the person and pushed him out of the water, and then jumped back into the water like a fish.
After several attempts, the body that was hot with the tentacles became cold. Due to the constant ups and downs, the unconscious girl was choked by the lake water, coughed, and regained consciousness.
This time he jumped out of the water again and landed on the ground beside the lake.
He grabbed the robe he had taken off earlier and wrapped it around the girl who was dripping with cold water. He carried it on his back again and ran wildly into the night.
The half-awake girl shook her head back and forth, talking vaguely, high and low, most of which were inaudible, and then she started whimpering.
His heavy and tense heart was deceived by the sound of crying close to his ears.
well.
He sighed inwardly and turned around: "You still know how to cry. You don't want to die. Why don't you come and cry? Now, who should you cry to?"
Maybe it was too close, her head was close to his ear, and he turned his head and he was close to her ear as well.
The voice rang in her ears. She wanted to open her eyes and grabbed his hair with her hands——
"Who?" She murmured, her consciousness a little clearer than before. She felt running, felt the breath of night dew in the wild, felt the wind blowing on her face, felt other people's shoulders——
She remembered leaning on Yao Fu's shoulder. So, was it the Huangquan Road? No, the Huangquan Road shouldn't have this kind of smell, and the Bull-headed Horse Mian wouldn't have such a warm body.
She unconsciously reached out and touched the man's head, then slid it down to his neck, shoulders and chest——
"Don't move!" The man whispered in his ear.
The man? The voice yelled? He was very angry, but he saved her.
A picture flashed through Chen Danzhu's chaotic consciousness. It seemed that at the last moment, a man - it was Zhu Lin came.
Did Zhu Lin react so quickly this time? Knowing that he was thrown away by her again, just like the last time she killed Yao Fu.
That's right, she didn't really want to go back to Xijing. She had no such plan from the beginning.
She did not ask the third prince to intercede with the emperor, she did not argue with the prince and emperor, she did not complain to Zhou Xuan, and she did not go to the iron-faced general.
Because none of them will or can realize what she really wants in her heart.
The only thing she wanted was to kill Yao Fu, just like Li Liang.
But it was different from killing Li Liang. At that time, she was still a noble daughter of the Wu Kingdom, and most of the military camp was still in the hands of the Chen family. She could kill him easily. It was not that easy to kill Yao Fu, unless she sacrificed her life and died together.
Then she would sacrifice her life and die together.
She would never let Yao Fu get a reward, and she would never let her sister face this woman. She would never let her sister deal with this woman. She would be disgusted by this woman, not even for a moment or even a glance.
She had no chance, she had been waiting, waiting for Yao Fu to finally come out of the East Palace.
She asked for the emperor's golden armor, returned to Xijing with great fanfare, and caught up with Yao Fu.
Unexpectedly, Zhulin still chased me.
"Don't be afraid." Chen Danzhu murmured, "I'm not afraid at all, and you don't have to worry either, because there is an iron-faced general here."
His heavy heart softened, what happened when he was here?
"As long as he is here, he will protect my family." The corners of Chen Danzhu's mouth curled up, and his head rested on his shoulder, letting go of the last bit of consciousness. "As long as he is here, I can die with peace of mind."
If she kills Yao Fu, she will definitely anger the emperor. Even if she and Yao Fu die together, her family will be implicated while they are still alive.
But she was sure that he would deal with the aftermath and protect her family, so she died with peace of mind.
So she never came to him and asked Jin Yao to ask the emperor for the Golden Guards, and sent Zhu Lin and other Xiao Guards away, just to get him to put aside the relationship.
So that he could intercede for her after she killed Yao Fu, so that her family could survive.
This girl, he shook his head helplessly.
When she first got the news, she asked Zhou Xuan for a house and looked like she was planning for the next step. Wang Xian even praised her as a calm girl.
But in fact, he knew from the very beginning that this girl was by no means a calm girl, she was a little lunatic who would die with others if she got hot-headed.
It's not that she doesn't think about anything, she only has one plan, and he is the only one in the plan. After her death, he will save her family.
"Chen Danzhu, why are you so sure?" He asked softly, "You are already dead, why should I protect your family?"
There was no answer from behind, and the girl fell into a coma again, with her hands hanging weakly and naturally from her shoulders in front of him.
"If you really die." He turned around and said, "Chen Danzhu, I will not protect your family."
The girl on the pillow was silent, as if she wasn't even breathing.
He tightened her hands on his back and galloped forward with faster steps. He scolded Wang Xian over and over again in his heart: "After not fighting, you are getting more and more backward. Does it take you so long to ride a horse?"
Finally, after I don’t know how many times I ran, I lost all feeling in my running legs and feet. When the sky was getting brighter, I heard the sound of horse hooves in front of me.
He gave a shrill call of a night owl.
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Wang Xian finally saw a person appear in his sight, seemingly emerging from the ground, shrouded in green light and swaying.
Just as Wang Xiang was about to shout, the man knelt on the ground and threw himself forward. The man behind him lay firmly on top of him, and neither of them moved.
Wang Xian felt that his face turned pale.
That woman used poison to kill people. If she could kill Yao Fu, if she could kill herself, she would naturally kill the person who saved her.
Especially when the person who saved her didn't want his life.
Two lunatics!
Wang Xian jumped off his horse and stumbled away holding the medicine box in front of him.
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When he opened his eyes again, he was drowsy.
His first thought was to reach out and touch his face - there was no iron mask on the tentacles, so he stood up with a shiver.
The next thought came to him like a spring, what had happened before and what was he doing? He sat up, no longer caring about whether there was a mask on his face, and immediately looked around him.
There were no young girls around, only Wang Xian's face, with a pair of black and red mung bean eyes, making him look ten years older.
"Why are you so slow?" He put his hand to his heart and said softly, "Mr. Wang, we almost met on the road to hell."
Wang Xian sighed: "I won't go to Huangquan so soon. Don't wait for me on the road to Huangquan."
He smiled and looked around again. This was a guest room in an inn. He was sitting on an Arhat bed, Wang Xian was sitting next to him, and the people inside were faintly visible under the curtain on the other side of the bed.
He didn't ask if he had been rescued. Wang Xian was sitting in front of him like this, which was the answer.
He stood up, feeling the soreness in his legs, and quickly stabilized his body. He walked over step by step and lifted the curtain. The girl on the bed was sleeping peacefully with her eyes closed. Although her face was pale, her little nose was twitching.
