Dong Gong Mei

Chapter 339
The mountain wind howled, and the drizzle slanted.

The torches meandered from the foot of the mountain all the way up, turning the dark night sky into blood red.

Zhao Xi held his breath slightly, raised his face halfway, and stared at the person in front of him.

His eyebrows, his eyes, the corners of his lips, his Adam's apple...

She looked at him without blinking, even though her eyes were blurred by tears, her eyes were all hazy, and she could only vaguely see his slender and tall silhouette, but she refused to shift her sight a little bit.

She saw him walking step by step, the flames were scorching, and the golden patterns were shining, as if the light of God suddenly appeared, and it was like the rising sun.

She looked at him greedily, watching him retract his sword, lift his robe, bend his knees, and then squat down amidst the mess on the ground.

"It's all right." He stretched out his fingers, brushed her loose strands of blue hair behind her ears, then gently held her face, stroked her cheeks with his fingertips compassionately, and wiped away the cold tears little by little .

After a pause, he adjusted his breathing, and said in a steady and forceful voice, "It's okay, Wei'er won't cry."

Zhao Xiwei looked at him, and the tears fell even more.

She is not a person who loves to cry, and she is not easy to cry in front of others.

But at this moment, she couldn't restrain the turbulent emotions.

She held the back of his hand tightly, and her big and bright almond eyes were filled with crystal clear tears.

It was the first time Li Xuanye saw her so fragile.

Whether it was the time on Zhuque Street, Lianhua Temple, or the rainy night street, she was very stubborn. Even if she encountered injustice and humiliation, she never gave up.

How did the three bandits, a weak woman who couldn't even ride a horse, survive until he appeared?

Li Xuanye looked at her silently, and gently stroked her face with his fingers, hoping to calm down her emotions gradually through such soothing.

It wasn't until he felt a sticky touch on his wrist that he frowned, and by the light of the fire, he saw blood oozing from the palm she was holding onto him.

Drop by drop, as gorgeous as those coral beads, rolled along his arm and into his sleeve.

As soon as he grabbed her wrist and opened her white palm, his heart throbbed with pain.

A bloody wound was more than two inches long.

"Zhao Xiwei..." His voice was a little tight, and after calling out in a low voice, he suddenly put his arms around her waist and hugged her up.

Just got up together, his eyes shifted slightly, and anger suddenly rose.

The collar was torn, and half of the snow-white shoulder was exposed.

There was a moment of silence, murderous intentions floated, and the air was instantly icy cold.

The two guards on the left and right are Li Xuanye's personal guards. At this moment, they are standing outside the door with bows in hand and swords in their waists.

The Crown Prince's silence for a moment, they immediately caught the change.

"The left and right guards obey orders!"

"Wow!"

The golden armor knocked, and they all bowed down: "The minister is here!"

Li Xuanye hugged her and strode out of the temple gate.

The torches flickered behind him, and the armor on the soldiers reflected a white cold light.

As the night rained, His Royal Highness's order echoed coldly in the forest.

"Seal the mountain!"

"Array!"

"The Divine Crossbow Battalion is ready!"

"Destroy the Black Wolf Village, leaving no one alive!"

"Yes!" The guards responded in unison, resounding through the night sky.

Zhao Xi leaned slightly in his arms, and a high-pitched shout came from his ears, and the turbulent emotions gradually calmed down.

Think of those three bandits, think of their evil deeds, think of their current fate.

There was a cold smile on the corner of her mouth.

The rain fell and fell on the face, itchy and cool.

She didn't bother to care about it, she just turned her face, rubbed lightly on his chest, and then hid her whole head deeply in his cloak.

His chest was hot, with a light and pleasant aroma, so she couldn't help but press it tighter.

The body gradually warmed up, and gradually felt the pain.

The pain in the wound, the pain in the bones, and the pain in the head made her fingers curl up subconsciously.

Just such a tiny movement, which couldn't be more tiny, also caught his attention.

The palm on her waist gently stroked her back, and he looked down at her: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay..." Zhao Xiwei replied softly.

The body is painful, but the heart is joyful.

I just cried, with a strong nasal voice, sounding like a wronged cat, which is very sympathetic.

Li Xuanye gave an "um" and hugged her even harder, without saying anything.

In the rainy forest, the road is very muddy.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is pampered and pampered, he enjoys the emperor's most extreme favor exclusively, sits on the majesty of a prince of a country, and holds half of the power in the court.

In terms of basic necessities of life, food, housing and transportation, he is more demanding than those wealthy girls.

He has a cleanliness freak and can't bear even a few cat hairs.

He is very picky and refuses to eat a bite of the sugar water at the night market.

But walking on such a mountain path at this time, the branches and leaves covered with rain swept over from time to time, but he didn't frown at all, he just protected her in his arms and let the wet branches hit his face .

Along the way, his boots and clothes were dirty, there was a spot of water here, a spot of mud there, and even a few half-yellow leaves were left on his head.

Zhao Xi raised his head slightly, looked at his lips pursed into a straight line, and couldn't help stretching out his arms to wrap around his neck.

After leaving the mountain pass, I saw a group of guards waiting at the foot of the mountain.

Everyone is wearing silver armor and a horse under their crotch, full of murderous aura.

If it is said that they are here to suppress the bandits, some people will believe it...

It's just such a big battle, how should it end?

She was about to say something when suddenly a horse galloped towards the intersection, followed by a carriage.

Li Xuanye stopped walking.

The person who came got off his horse and bowed his hands in salute: "My minister Gu Yong, see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

It's Gu Yong...

Zhao Xi turned his face slightly, looked over, just in time the carriage had barely stopped, the curtain was lifted, and the two servants moved forward immediately.

Her gaze suddenly turned cold.

A wheelchair was lifted down, and the person sitting in the wheelchair was dressed in purple and had a golden belt, with bright eyes.

It was Zhao Ziyi.

Zhao Xiwei's calm mood suddenly surged again.

She had already descended the mountain, she should have come down from Li Xuanye's arms.

But at this moment, she suddenly wanted to be hugged by him like this.

She turned her face away, huddled in his arms, let his cloak block her sight tightly, and didn't want to look at that person again.

But she didn't want to talk, but others had something to say.

Zhao Ziyi's voice was urgent: "Wei'er!" The wheels were rolling, his voice was close at hand, and his rapid breathing was heard clearly in her ears.

His tone was low and hoarse, slightly choked up: "Wei'er, it's all because of Dad's fault..."

There was no answer.

A look of sadness flashed across Zhao Ziyi's eyes, the corners of his mouth were pursed, and he said a thousand words, not knowing where to start.

His eyes fell on His Royal Highness's arms.

With such a tight hug and such a calm posture, it seems that there is a bit of treasure...

(End of this chapter)