The concubine is haunted, my lord, please pay attention

He shielded his head with his hands weakly. Although he had already hit it, he didn't know if he would hit something again.

The constantly turning scene in front of him became more and more blurred, and some liquid flowed into his black eyes, blurring his vision.

Ryoko... Ryoko...

Slowly, slowly, he closed his black eyes and passed out.

**

Guo Yixue stared straight ahead, a little dazed.

The masked people around disappeared, leaving only a white smoke.

Che Shuo hugged her shoulders tightly, half hugging and half dragging her away from the smoke.

"Where's Big Cloud?"

Guo Yixue seemed to have finally regained consciousness, her eyes were confused, and her voice was very bewildered: "Cheshuo, where is Dayun? Where did he go?"

The corpses of masked people were all around, and the smell of blood mixed with the air, making people want to vomit.

Che Shuo put his arms around Guo Yixue to the side of the carriage, supported her to lean against the carriage, and only let go after making sure that she could stand firmly.

He stretched out his hand, checked the wound on her arm, raised his eyes, and looked at her: "Can I help you look at the wound?"

Guo Yixue looked at him and nodded.

Che Shuo held her hand with one hand, and quickly tore open her sleeve with the other. The wound was not serious, but a lot of blood flowed out.

He walked to the side of the carriage, took out his bundle, found the kettle and medicinal herbs in the bundle, walked back, used the water in the kettle to help her clean the wound, then applied the medicinal herbs, and then tore off the top of his clothes. Help her fix it in a clean place.

Guo Yixue watched him clean the wound for herself calmly, without frowning.

After he finished, she looked at him again and asked, "Cheshuo, where is Dayun? Where has he gone?"

Che Shuo unhurriedly took out a small porcelain pot from his sleeve, poured out two, and handed it to her: "Eat it first, and I'll tell you where he went later."

"Okay, you have to tell me." Guo Yixue looked at him, reached out to take two black pills, put them in his mouth, and swallowed them.

Then, she opened her mouth and said, "It's over."

Her eyes were fixed on him, and she subconsciously grasped the corner of his clothes with one hand.

Cheshuo looked at her, and after a long while, the corners of his mouth curled up, and said: "Qingmin flew to the bottom of the cliff, those masked people fell for his tricks, the whole army was wiped out, we won."

"We won?" Guo Yixue lowered his head and repeated it slowly.

A mist began to rise from the bottom of her eyes, making the scene in front of her blurry.

"You lied to me……"

She choked with sobs, blinked her eyes lightly, and tears kept flowing from her eye sockets:

"You lied to me... Dayun...he..."

She sobbed, breathing faster and faster.

"I still dragged Dayun down...I was the one who hurt Dayun...Dayun..."

Cheshuo couldn't see her face clearly, but could only see her trembling shoulders and the faint traces left by her tears dripping on the sand.

He stretched out his hand and put his arms around her shoulders, so that she could lean on herself without standing up.

He sighed softly, "Yixue, you have to learn to control your emotions, otherwise, no matter how much medicine you take, there is no guarantee that you and Qingmin's child will be saved."

"..." Guo Yixue paused, raised her head, and covered her stomach with one hand. Her eyes were red, and as she spoke, tears flowed down her face: "Really...really? Doll...is it dangerous now..."

"It's very dangerous." Che Shuo said mercilessly, looking straight into her eyes: "If you do this again, even I can't guarantee that your doll is safe."

"yes……"

Dolls, because of themselves, are dangerous.

Dayun, also because of himself, is very dangerous.

She is not such a useless woman.

She never was.

Guo Yixue sniffed, let go of the hand that was holding on to the corner of Che Shuo's clothes, and wiped away the tears from her face indiscriminately.

She took a few deep breaths to calm down her heartbeat that was beating abnormally.

She tried her best to suppress the urge to cry, and forced the corners of her mouth to curl up.

"Cheshuo... let's see if the baby is safe now..." She stretched out her hand, showing her thin white wrist.

Che Shuo looked at her, obviously tears were rolling in his eyes, but he refused to let himself cry.

He secretly sighed, stretched out his hand, caught the pulse on her wrist, and focused on the pulse.

After a while, he took out the small porcelain pot from his sleeve, poured out two pills, and gave her: "Take it again, the situation is much better."

At least now, her mood has stabilized a lot.

"Okay." Guo Yixue took it, quickly took it in his mouth, and swallowed it.

She stroked her belly again and again, as if comforting herself and the little life in her belly.

Dayun, it will be fine.

She raised her head, and when she looked at Che Shuo again, her eyes were clear: "I want to go to the edge of the cliff, can I?"

"Yes." Che Shuo didn't object, and facing the reality is the best way.

He no longer put his arms around her shoulders, but still stretched out his hands to protect her behind.

They walked into the white smoke again.

Guo Yixue paused, took a deep breath, and continued walking, asking, "Cheshuo, can you see clearly?"

"En." Che Shuo responded, gently pulling her hand from time to time, reminding her which direction to go: "Left."

Wen Beiyao had already arrived at the edge of the cliff at this time, discussing with Yiran.

"I'll go down to find Qingmin, and I'll be up soon."

Yi Ran strongly objected: "We don't know what's down here, now you go down alone, what should you do if something happens?"

"No, believe me, you know my lightness kung fu, a small cliff is nothing to me." Wen Beiyao put away the white fan and put it on his waist.

"No."

Cheshuo and Guo Yixue slowly approached them, and they naturally heard what they were saying.

Wen Beiyao felt someone approaching them, and listened vigilantly. After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Che Shuo."

Cheshuo protected Guo Yixue and walked over, standing beside them.

Knowing Guo Yixue's existence, Yi Ran groped around in the vast expanse of whiteness.

Cheshuo and Guo Yixue switched places, and Yiran took Guo Yixue's hand.

She held Guo Yixue's wrist, and the white smoke made them unable to see each other clearly, Yiran called softly, full of worry: "Yixue..."

Although Guo Yixue knew that she couldn't see him, she still smiled with the corners of her mouth: "I'm fine."

She's fine, nothing at all.

It's Dayun who has something to do.

Che Shuo suddenly reached out to touch Wen Beiyao, and said, "I'll go down with you."

Guo Yixue and Yiran were taken aback at the same time: "You?"

Che Shuo didn't care about the disbelief in their tone, and explained: "I have been picking herbs in the deep mountains since I was a child, and lightness kung fu is also a must-learn, otherwise if I encounter a hibernating bear while picking herbs, I will definitely die, so , I will go down with Beiyao."