The concubine doesn't fall in love, but crazy critics insist on holding her responsible

Shortly after falling into the lake, reinforcements arrived.

Lin Zhiyu was still soaking in the lake with Xiao Xuan. Even in late spring, it was still bitingly cold.

Lin Zhiyu is afraid of water, not only water, but also darkness and heights. In her previous life, she was useless and a burden.

The fear will not dissipate just because she lives a new life. No matter how many psychological suggestions she has, she cannot resist her instinct.

Xiao Xuan was originally angry.

When Lin Zhiyu shouted to him, "Your Highness," he understood her intention.

This time she didn't rush to use him as a human shield, but blatantly used him to block Pei Shizhi's knife!

How dare she!

"Lin Zhiyu, good on you, you just like that loser so much, don't you?"

A palm with visibly blue veins pressed on the head of a man in black. His expression was no different from the previous moment, but the sound of cracking skulls could be clearly heard in the wind.

Not big, but creepy.

Xiao Xuan was really angry.

Lin Zhiyu knew what he was angry about. It was always his turn to take advantage of others, not others' turn to take advantage of him.

Not to mention that he was stabbed several times because of her scheme.

He was badly hurt.

She was able to succeed this time, but she took advantage of the unexpected situation. Other times, she may not be able to benefit.

This was a pleasant surprise.

But there seemed to be something else mixed in his anger that she couldn't understand.

Lin Zhiyu had no time to think too much. Xiao Xuan had to resist the assassination of the man in black and was injured again. It was inevitable that he would not be able to take care of her when he was soaking in the water.

Now she took another gulp of water.

Lin Zhiyu tried his best to resist the fear and kept from flopping and struggling, but his body was still sinking.

And just when she was heartbroken and coughing, Xiao Xuan suddenly let go of her hand.

Lin Zhiyu looked in shock and saw his face half-hidden in the darkness. The firelight in the distance reflected blood from the side and back, like a ghost.

He seemed completely determined to leave her alone.

The instinct to survive forced Lin Zhiyu to use his hands and feet, but the more he struggled, the more water poured into his mouth and nose.

The feeling of suffocation squeezed the chest and lungs, and the fear of dying struck again.

Xiao Xuan never reached out to her.

Before losing consciousness, Lin Zhiyu saw Xiao Xuan's deep and cold eyes, and he deliberately wanted her to drown.

After repeatedly disobeying him and refusing to jump into his trap, it seemed that she really had no use value.

……

I don't know how long it has been since I gathered my consciousness again.

Lin Zhiyu suddenly realized that he was still alive, and tried his best to open his eyes, but in vain.

There was a dull pain in his forehead, as if he had been hit hard by something.

Lin Zhiyu felt a little nauseous and wanted to vomit but couldn't, just like in a dream.

The weird dreams and bizarre world swallowed up almost all of her memories before letting her return to reality.

She only remembered that her body felt very uncomfortable, sometimes falling into an ice cave, sometimes being burned in a sea of ​​fire, and something was desperately trying to get into her mouth, accompanied by the fishy lake water, which made her gag.

Until now, her belly was still stuffy and stuffy, and something was pressing there.

Was she caught? Throw it on horseback?

Thinking of this, Lin Zhiyu couldn't help but struggle.

"woke up?"

The clear voice is like an arrow piercing the clouds, dispersing layers of fog.

Xiao Xuan!

A strong sense of crisis broke through his consciousness, his memory returned to clarity, and Lin Zhiyu opened his eyes.

"Xiao Xuan!"

"Well, it's me."

The tone was a bit lazy, "I finally woke up."

Only then did Lin Zhiyu realize that she was not lying on the horse, but was being carried on Xiao Xuan's back, with a heavy sword placed on her belly. It was the sword that made her uncomfortable.

The hot body temperature cannot be ignored, clinging to Lin Zhiyu's body like maggots on the tarsal bones through the semi-dry clothing.

Lin Zhiyu trembled and came down without thinking.

But not only did she fail to do so, she hit the sword hard again. Lin Zhiyu didn't know how Xiao Xuan managed to carry her on his back and still exert force on her back. It was as heavy as a stone, making her unable to move. .

The stomach was hit, and the nausea returned. The two of them were still wearing the clothes from last night, and their breath was still accompanied by the fishy smell of the lake.

Lin Zhiyu recalled the dream that she didn't know whether it was true or false.

She didn't just soak in the lake and eat a small fish raw.

This is still good. Recently, the sound of frogs has become more and more frequent. If it were just a toad...

"vomit--"

"Don't throw up!"

Xiao Xuan quickly grabbed Lin Zhiyu's collar and pulled him to his side. As easily as he was carrying a sack, the petite girl was halfway up in the air.

Lin Zhiyu's stomach was empty, what could he vomit up?

Coupled with this sudden shock, even breathing stopped.

Xiao Xuan turned around and glanced at Lin Zhiyu's expression. After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out to be a bluff.

Then he carried the person back on his back.

In exchange, Lin Zhiyu struggled to his death.

"be honest!"

The whole process inevitably touches the wound, and the sting arouses anger.

If he still couldn't notice Lin Zhiyu's rejection of him, then he was really blind.

Xiao Xuan was puzzled. She didn't want him to touch her so much?

Xiao Xuan thought of the bite she took last night, and the tip of his tongue still ached.

Before that, watching her sinking into the water and closing her eyelids, I felt like I had finally calmed down.

Finally, she would no longer favor Pei Shizhi and run to Pei Shizhi's side regardless of her life.

Once upon a time, he wanted Lin Zhiyu to die.

But when this moment came, he couldn't bear it.

Not only this time, it had been some time since he had the living poison, so he should start planting it on her as early as possible.

The effect of poison on living people cannot be achieved overnight, it requires a long process.

He shouldn't delay.

However, there was always a voice in his subconscious that stopped him, as if he would regret it if he did so.

Could it be that he really cared that Lin Songyi was here? She cared so much that she couldn't bear to hurt her beloved sister.

But that didn't seem to be the case. He had no such feelings for Lin Shu and Lin Ye, who were also close relatives of Lin Songyi.

Lin Zhiyu...

What secrets does she have?

Now that Lin Zhiyu is awake, she will never let Xiao Xuan carry her again.

Taking advantage of Xiao Xuan's distraction, she kicked her legs hard, but she underestimated Xiao Xuan.

Strength, shame, everything.

"Let me go!" She became angry.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Xuan turned around and smiled: "Why, do you feel sorry for me? There is no need to worry so much. Although I am injured, I am not unable to carry you."

Xiao Xuan's dark clothes could not easily reveal his injuries. After hearing what he said, Lin Zhiyu could smell that the smell of the fishy lake water was mixed with a strong blood energy that could not be ignored.

Lowering his eyes, he saw that Xiao Xuan's clothes had many tears, all of them exposed wounds, and some were even bleeding, staining Lin Zhiyu's sleeves red.

It's no wonder that Lin Zhiyu reacted slowly, it was because Xiao Xuan didn't look like an injured person at all. His tone was tired and lazy, and he didn't look like he was running for his life, but rather like he was on an outing.

That group of assassins was obviously not the group she arranged. Their deadly swords were really meant to take lives.

Lin Zhiyu didn't care whether Xiao Xuan was seriously injured or not, and she even disliked his blood staining her clothes, so she told him the answer with her actions.

Xiubai's little hand pressed close to the wound on his shoulder.

Xiao Xuan groaned, the tight veins on his neck and the cold sweat all told of his pain.

"I feel sorry for you."

Lin Zhiyu was extremely satisfied and gritted her teeth on the word 'pain'.

Then he used his other hand to poke at the bloody hole, which was undoubtedly left by pulling out the arrow and not caring about it.

It was just a small injury and pain, nothing compared to what he had given her in the previous life.

Xiao Xuan's breathing became heavy. In the fierce fight last night, he was burdened with the fact that no matter how skilled he was, he couldn't resist being distracted frequently, and it was difficult for him to fight with two fists.

He was really at his limit.

But Xiao Xuan laughed at the pain and showed no signs of anger. He nodded seriously, "Stop caressing me. Your pretty husband has felt it."