Wish Junshou and Tianqi

Song Yanqing looked at the flying golden arrow and pierced Li Xin's shoulder. He turned his eyes to meet Chu Shou's gaze. She seemed to have let go of her strength, and slowly lowered the hand holding the bow and arrow, and squatted on the ground, with her neck and palm facing each other. In Song Yanqing's eyes, the screen was scarlet.

He put away his long knife, ignored Li Xin who fell down in response, strode forward, knelt down on the ground on one knee, picked up Chu Shou, put his head on his lap, raised his eyes slightly, and asked in pain He said, "Are you okay?"

His wounds were hard to heal. Although he had already concocted medicine for him, there was also medicine to heal him, but she didn't bring it with her. She was wrong, and it was not safe to go anywhere.

Song Yanqing looked at her distressedly, shook his head, reached out to check the wound on her neck, raised his hand to touch her lightly but was afraid of hurting her, and looked at her palm again, the debris from the hemp rope was stained In the flesh and blood cut by the dagger, his heart tightened, and he panicked, probing left and right, hugged her tightly, and got on the horse.

Chu Shou leaned against Song Yanqing's arms, only to hear the noise from behind, it seemed that a lot of people had come, the rumbling voices in his ears continued, and then his eyes darkened, and he lost consciousness.

When she woke up again, the night was deep, her eyes were full of darkness, the faint flickering candle light danced gently, shaking her eyes, the eyelids were so heavy that she couldn't lift them up, she tried hard to open them, barely lifted them She got up, but as soon as she pressed her hands hard on the bed, even the soft bed was so painful that she woke up all of a sudden.

Ah Shui put down the soaked towel, wiped it in front of him, and immediately went up to meet him, supported Chu Shou with worried eyes, and asked softly, "Miss? Are you feeling better? What's wrong?"

Chu Shou sat with his back bowed, his hands were bound and bandaged, he rubbed his temples with the only exposed fingertips, and forced to press down the chugs before he gave up.

Then he raised his head and asked, "How is Ah Zhi?"

Ah Shui sat on the edge of the bed with his head lowered, his lips tightly pursed, his brows furrowed and he said nothing, Chu Shou was puzzled, his eyes turned to look at Sanqian standing beside him, Sanqian sighed lightly, and said in a low voice : "Mr. Song was wounded on his back and shoulder, and a doctor is healing him, but... the bleeding couldn't stop."

Chu Shou drew up the curtain and watched the moon shadow slant westward outside the window. It had been several hours since they went down the mountain...the blood is still bleeding?
There was a flash of anger in her eyes, she turned her head to look at Ah Shui with tears in her eyes, calmed down again, bit her lips and asked in a deep voice: "How did I tell you, if he sees blood if something goes wrong, and I If you're not around, what should you do?"

Ah Shui listened, and in the blink of an eye, tears rolled down her cheeks and fainted into her clothes. She said softly, a little aggrieved: "I was going to take out the medicine, but that Master Mu's words are too inappropriate." Listen, I'm dizzy with anger, so I don't care about it."

Chu Shou's heart sank, Ah Shui had the best temper, and Mu Huashu might have said something again, which made her feel so wronged, forcing her heart to harden...

Thinking of this, Chu Shou raised his hand, wiped away the tears hanging on her cheeks, responded softly, comforted her not to cry, and then whispered to Ah Shui: "Help me down, I will deliver the medicine myself."

The residence that Wei Qingxuan arranged for the two of them was not far away, but it was difficult for Chu Shou to walk, the wounds on her neck and palms were not as good as this, but the wounds on her knees were hard for her to bear. The old disease was well taken care of on weekdays, and there was a carriage for traveling, but now he climbed up the mountain with trauma, but it was really "internal and external troubles".

Along the way, she saw many hidden guards in black clothes, all of whom looked solemn. She had seen many of them in the palace during this battle, so even if they were limping, they were still calm. Some of his servants hid elsewhere and did not dare to come out. The entire state capital seemed to be controlled by the procuratorate.

Before reaching the door, he turned a corner, and saw that the place was full of people, and many doctors came and went. Wei Qingxuan stood sideways at the door, with his hands curled up anxiously, his eyes frightened, while Zhan Yingshao patted him shoulder, seems to be comforting.

When the two of them saw Chu Shou, they immediately bowed carefully and bowed:

"My subordinate Zhan Yingshao pays a visit to the princess."

"My subordinate Wei Qingxuan pays homage to the princess."

Chu Shou responded softly, Wei Qingxuan stood on one side, shut his mouth tightly, and dared not speak in detail, Zhan Yingshao glanced at him, sighed, stepped forward and said: "Princess, all doctors will Xiao Song Master The injury was roughly bandaged, but it still couldn't be completely stopped..."

Zhan Yingshao saw that Chu Shou's complexion was not good, and continued to say politely: "Although blood is still oozing, but fortunately, the amount of bleeding is not much. Master Mu said that he has already sent for the doctors who treated him before, so you don't have to worry too much. "

"No need."

Chu Shou's face was a little haggard, his lips were pale and bloodless, and he spoke coldly.

"I'll be fine when I come."

Zhan Yingshao was puzzled by the princess's determined tone and expression. Instead, he saw Ah Shui carrying a small box. After thinking about it, his heart gradually settled down. When Chu Shou walked in, he turned around to comfort Wei Qingxuan and said: "Don't worry, Mr. Wei, the princess is under the tutelage of Doctor Miaochun. If there is a way, there will be a way."

After hearing this, Wei Qingxuan's expression became tense, and he kept raising his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead. Zhan Yingshao was puzzled, "Why are you nervous? Master Wei..."

Puzzled, very puzzled.

Chu Shoufang stepped into the room, walked around the front hall, closed the curtain and walked in, and saw his figure from behind the standing screen, just like when we first met him in Cangjia City.

There are pots of red-hot charcoal fires around, and some pots of bloody water that will be poured out in the future, and the strong smell of medicine and blood lingers in the room.

Across the snow-veil-like screen, through the candlelight and the hazy night, Song Yanqing could be seen lying peacefully on the bed, with his chest heaving slightly, falling asleep drowsily.

She was about to go around the screen, but was stopped by Mu Huashu who came out from behind and raised her hand.

Holding a sword in his hand, Mu Huashu looked at Chu Shou with cold eyes and even a trace of anger, and asked eagerly, "What are you doing here?"

Chu Shou glanced at her, reached out to take the box from Ah Shui's hand, shook it and said, "Send the medicine."

Mu Huashu sneered, looked sideways, and refused, "No need."

Before Chu Shou could react, Shen Yike walked out from the back and persuaded: "Hua Shu, applying the princess's medicine will naturally take effect faster, and it's not a problem to delay like this."

Shen Yike wanted to pick it up, but was stopped by Mu Huashu again. She couldn't restrain her emotions, her voice was a little trembling, but she still said in a cold voice: "Kill once, save once, kill twice, save twice, this is raising Gu worms." ?"

"What did you say?" After hearing this, Chu Shou frowned. She didn't understand what Mu Huashu meant, and she really didn't like it.

"Bold!" Sanqian shouted angrily behind him.

"What did I say? Don't you know what I said? When was it not because of you that he was injured? You know his physique. You clearly knew that he was bleeding hard to coagulate when he was injured, but you still did it!"

"You witch clan are using the banner of pleading for your life, and you have long been used to doing things that hurt the sky!" After speaking, Mu Huashu fixed his eyes, stared straight at Chu Shou and said, "You deserve it for your witch clan's celestial maiden not to live to be eighteen , something that sucks human flesh and blood, is it also worthy?"

Shen Yike listened, took a few steps forward, pulled Mu Huashu aside, gave her a hard look, then lowered his face, turned around with a smile, and hurriedly bowed to Chu Shou, "Azhi, let him go down the mountain." At that time, he was stabbed again by that gangster with a sword, and it was on the shoulder, but it was not deep, it was an old problem."

After hearing this, Mu Huashu burst out laughing, and said harshly to Shen Yike: "Shen Yike, why don't you even dare to say it!"

As she said that, she turned to look at Chu Shou: "If he didn't protect you every time, how could he end up like this?"

Chu Shou didn't pay attention to her, his hands were hidden in his skirt, and he clenched tightly regardless of the pain. Ah Shui and Sanqian also glared at Mu Huashu nervously and angrily.

She regained her composure, looked at Shen Yike aside, and asked in a neutral tone, "Li Xin...have you caught it?"

"I caught it, I have sent a doctor to treat him, and I can interrogate him when I wake up."

She glanced back sideways, then raised her eyes to look at Shen Yike firmly, and ordered: "Be sure to keep a close eye on it. I saw a lot of hidden guards coming, so there is no need to pretend to others."

Shen Yike understood, bowed, and agreed.

Then, she took a deep breath, raised her hand, Ah Shui understood, and stepped forward to hand the medicine box to Shen Yike.

Shen Yike took the box, looked at Chu Shou and Mu Huashu, sighed softly, shook his head helplessly, and went inside again.

Chu Shou lowered his head and straightened the hem of his skirt, then raised his head and turned around to the armchair behind him, and sat down with his body upright. The atmosphere was a little quiet for a while, only the sound of the doctor changing Song Yanqing's medicine behind the screen could be heard.

After a while, Chu Shou raised his head to look at Mu Huashu's back standing in front of the screen, tightened his hands on the armrest, and said with indifferent eyes, "Miss Mu, how about... take this opportunity and tell me everything you've been wanting to say. "

Mu Huashu's figure froze, she clenched the scabbard tightly, her muscles and bones were well defined, she turned around, put the sword on the desk, and sat obliquely in front of Chu Shou, her emotions seemed to have calmed down, and she returned to her old self. dignified.

As if making up his mind, he bit his lips and said, "Before I followed my father's last wish to go to Youbei to pick up Ah Zhi, and asked him to be the landlord of the 48th floor. Later, Ah Zhi took us to the court."

"On the way to Beijing, on a rainy night, a man and a woman surrounded us with a group of people. At that time, the dark guards had not yet been trained, and we alone were no match for them..."

"That man has white jade beads wrapped around his wrist, as if we might not recognize him, what do you think? Princess."

Mu Huashu's eyes were red, he gritted his teeth and looked at Chu Shou who was sitting upright, sneered disdainfully, and continued: "Ah Zhi's carriage and sedan chair were smashed by them, he stood up... the next thing still needs to be done." Shall I tell you?"

Song Yanqing trembled for a long time, and was besieged by a group of men in black again. He stood up from the ruins of the sedan chair, holding a long knife. He was about to continue, but he saw a woman in black clothes facing him, with black hair draped over her shoulders. , with a mask on his face, it is the totem of the witch clan, the hibiscus tree that rises from the ground, adorned with a little bit of small four-petal flowers, spreads over the entire mask.

Song Yanqing's figure holding the long knife paused. At that time, the heavy rain poured down on his face, making him unable to open his eyes, but he ignored the rain and tried to open his eyes, even if the eye sockets were covered by rainwater. Da Honghong also tried his best to see the person opposite.

The man didn't respond, he drew his bow and set his arrow. The golden arrow had a special mechanism, and the shrunken blade was like a budding flower. It became more and more beautiful under the rain, and it pointed straight at his face. heart.

Song Yanqing lowered his eyes, curled his lips into a chuckle, and raised his hand to cover his heart. Hot tears welled up in his eyes, and they were brought down by the rain without any explanation, washed into his clothes, or mixed into the muddy water under his feet. middle.

On that rainy night, his love fell into the quagmire, but flowers grew out of his heart, one after another, with sharp thorns piercing into his skin, tightly grasping his heart, and the hole in his heart never healed.

The moment the arrow pierced through the raindrops and flew straight, he let go of the hand holding the long knife tightly, and the blade made a clanging sound when it collided with the bluestone slab. Following this sound, he straightened his head back down.

The torrential rain washed over Song Yanqing's body, and soon, blood oozed from his chest, leaving it on the ground along his already wet clothes, scarlet like a blooming rose.

He stared at the dark sky with half-opened eyes, the raindrops hit his face like balls threaded, he seemed to feel no pain, and calmly accepted the passing of life.

Because after he was sure who he was facing, he didn't want to fight for a way out anymore. He could only hold on, and maybe he could see her at the end. He kept it in his heart and loved her the most.

This is the only luck.

"Miss……"

Ah Shui turned sideways, called Chu Shou in a low voice, and continued, "But you..."

Chu Shou came back to his senses, raised his hand, and interrupted Ah Shui's words. There was no emotion in her eyes, but the white cloth was covered with blood again, "Miss Mu, did you see me with your own eyes that day?"

Mu Huashu was taken aback, looked at Chu Shou, smiled disdainfully, and said, "I went to the capital earlier that day, but what does the Princess mean?"

Chu Shou replied coldly: "It's nothing, I will admit what I have done, and I will not let it be held to me if I have not done it."

Sanqian took a step forward, and said in a rough voice:
"Exactly! Our young lady has been ill since the day we parted from Mr. Song, and we have been lingering until the next spring. How could we rush to the capital!"

Mu Huashu stared at them for a moment, and regardless of etiquette, she leaned on the table and raised her head and laughed loudly, even covering her stomach when she spoke. With fierce eyes, she shook her head and said: "It's true! It's the young master of the Wu Clan who is the most capable of pretending to be stupid and turning things upside down..."

As she said that, she stopped laughing, tears welled up in her eyes, and murmured: "Song Yanqing, after all, you are the stupidest person in the world..."

Chu Shou thought quickly in his mind, and immediately his eyes came back to his senses, remembering the man Mu Huashu said about the man with the white jade Buddha beads wrapped around his wrists, she stretched out her hand to hold Sanqian, and ordered in a low voice: "Send a letter to Fodu immediately. Temple, give it to Zhao Wuji... No, give it to Huiyuan, tell him, help me stabilize Zhao Wuji, and I will be the first to see him when the Qingzhou incident is over."

Chu Shou's voice was cold, Sanqian listened carefully, pouted his mouth and looked angrily at Mu Huashu from time to time, and immediately set out to do it when he got the order.

Mu Huashu straightened his face, held back his resentment, and continued: "If you think I'm lying, you might as well go in and take a look now."

If it wasn't for you, how could he allow the golden arrow to pierce his heart? If it wasn't for you, how could he have come to this point.