Jiaohua

Chapter 414
The wind and snow outside the house became stronger, whistling, and the shaking house shook slightly.

Pan Binhua and Lin De left the small courtyard one after the other. As soon as Fang came out, Lin De grabbed Pan Binhua and asked, "What did you and the prince talk about inside?"

Pan Binhua shook his head, looked at the courtyard where Yan Qinglin was, and said, "When you meet Madam, you can do whatever she says, and you have to do it first if you don't want to. She's getting angry."

"Be clear first," Linde tugged at him, "What the hell did you say? When you came out just now, Shizi's expression was very bad. He wasn't like this when I left."

"Don't ask so many questions."

Lin De did not give up, glanced at Yan Qinglin's courtyard, pulled Pan Binhua aside, and said in a low voice: "Pan Binhua, I think you are good to the prince, and you are not hopeless. I'm serious, I want to help the prince." If you run away, will you help me?"

"Stop talking nonsense."

"The old hag has gone mad!" Lin De pointed to Yan Qinglin's yard, "Can't you see it?"

"Old witch?" Pan Binhua frowned, looking at Lin De's graying beard. According to his age, he could be Yan Qinglin's father.

"Will you help?" Linde threatened, "If you don't help, I have plenty of ways to kill you, and I can do it now!"

Pan Binhua took a deep breath, looked back at the guards, and said, "Old man, look for yourself, it looks like there are many guards here, but there are actually not many, right?"

"That's not much?" Linde said.

Four here, five there, is more than enough.

"The son is a great general who has been on the battlefield and has made great achievements in battle!" Pan Binhua said, "If he really wants to leave, there must be at least ten times the number of people here to stop him from rushing. As for the bow and crossbow, such a big snowstorm Here, bows and crossbows are useless at all, old man, do you understand what I mean? Even if I help Shizi let him run away, Shizi himself will not agree! This is not at all..."

In the middle of speaking, Pan Binhua stopped abruptly, opened his mouth wide and looked ahead.

Linde followed his gaze, and when he looked up, he saw two figures thrown out of the house and landed on the steps that were about to be engulfed in snow.

"What happened?" Linde asked in surprise.

The guards in the courtyard immediately ran towards the house, and the guards in other courtyards rushed over one after another.

A few more people fell out. Xia Zhaoxue was thrown out of the house in a thin dark cotton robe. The guards dared not draw their swords against him. When he reached the door, several guards rushed up and hugged him with their arms. and push it inside.

Xia Zhaoxue's footwork was not as good as in the past, he grabbed the weapon from the other person with all his might, and slapped and picked the unsheathed broadsword, finally breaking away from them.

More and more people came running, not daring to do it directly, but trying to tie him back to the house.

With weapons in hand, Xia Zhaoxue's moves were much more flexible and powerful. From the wooden house to the gate of the yard, he threw horizontally, backwards, and elbows all the way.

"My son!" Pan Binhua and Lin De shouted.

The corner of Xia Zhaoxue's lips was cut at some point, and a lot of blood came out during the struggle.

He gritted his teeth and pushed back the people behind him, turned around and looked at Pan Binhua and Lin De ten steps away, and said, "Mr. Lin De!"

"My son, be careful!" Pan Binhua shouted.

Xia Zhaoxue pulled out the big knife in his hand with a "Zheng", turned around and pointed at the rushing guards, forcing them to stop.

"Your Majesty, don't make it difficult for us!"

"Go back, please!"

There were very fine snow particles caught in the wind and snow, and they fell on the blade, making a slight and crisp sound.

Xia Zhaoxue panted, paused, looked back at Lin De and Pan Binhua, and said, "I am not the eldest son, but my elder brother."

"Where is the son going?" Pan Binhua asked in panic.

In the opposite courtyard, Yan Qinglin heard the sound, and seeing this scene, his face was not too disturbed, and he looked at Xia Zhaoxue coldly.

Xia Zhaoxue's thick eyebrows were slightly closed, but he still avoided her gaze, and suddenly threw the knife in his hand on the ground, and ran wildly.

"My son!" Lin De and Pan Binhua shouted loudly.

The guards hurried to catch up.

The wind and snow came head-on, and the cotton robe Xia Zhaoxue dug out in the farmhouse was too thin, and the cold wind entered his throat, like a sharp sword piercing the intestines, piercing the bones.

The oncoming guards in front stretched out their hands to stop him, but he avoided them with strange steps. In a blink of an eye, he was behind them and quickly opened the distance.

There was a sharp pain in his ankle, but Xia Zhaoxue didn't stop walking. He ran, his nose was sore, and tears burst out suddenly.

……

"Don't learn, it's too evasive, it will be bad if it becomes a habit after you become proficient."

"Isn't it good to become a habit? What you need is to become a habit."

"My brother is going to go to the battlefield to kill soldiers and behead generals. If you dodge like this, your morale will be damaged for nothing if you are seen by your subordinates. That's all, don't learn."

"If you don't learn it, you don't learn it. It's like harming you. Hmph... But, do you want to learn two more tricks? It can save your life in critical times."

……

The tears became more and more violent. Xia Zhaoxue wiped away the tears, and the tears were quickly dried by the wind and snow. He gritted his teeth and ran faster and faster, out of their sight.

Pan Binhua watched in disbelief that he really left just like that. After a pause, Pan Binhua turned his head to look at Yan Qinglin.

Yan Qinglin's complexion finally changed. She looked at the direction Xia Zhaoxue left with resentment. Under such a gloomy sky, her face was blue and cold due to anger and ferocity.

……

……

Roaring sounds all over the sky, rushing through the wind and snow, roaring crazily.

The refugees rushed forward one after another, rushing towards the city gate, and countless people climbed up the city wall. Even if they knew they were dead, the boiling blood burned by anger and unwillingness in their bodies made them fearless.

Startled by a sharp curse, Xia Zhaoyi opened his eyes.

The room was very warm, she was sleeping on the big Jinxiu bed, the sky outside was dark, there was a screen in the room, and a few lanterns were lit.

This is Lianfei Pavilion, she searched all the way with the objects found from the corpses of Tao Lan's subordinates, and she arrived at Shili Road without knowing it.

Compared with the hustle and bustle of the whole city, Lianfei Pavilion is one of the few shops that are still operating safely.

Xia Zhaoyi was too sleepy and tired, so he came in and asked the shopkeeper if he could borrow a couch to sleep on. The shopkeeper knew her well, so he asked people to clean up the room immediately, and even prepared hot water for her.

She was asleep, got up to take a bath in a daze, and then came back to sleep in a daze, and when she closed her eyes and opened them again, it was already dark.

Cursing sounds came from the street again. It was two women arguing. From the sounds, the age was unclear, it seemed to be around forty.

Xia Zhaoyi did not move, lying on his side on the bed.

There was a very elegant Du Ruoyou fragrance on the pillow and bedding, she had smelled this smell on Shen Lie before, it was very faint, it seemed to be absent.

Presumably those pillows and quilts are the same as the ones she is covering now, they have all been infected by Du Ruozhi's fragrance, and then stuck to him.

　Thank you Leng Lingjun for your reward, (>^ω^<) Meow~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)