Merchant's daughter is not a concubine

Chapter 307
Thirty miles away from Zhanjing, a large group of people was walking slowly on the official road, and it was Shuijingdong's group.

Two days ago, Shui Jingdong finally wiped out all the bandits in Wutou Mountain. Although Shousanli was there to cooperate with them, the location of the bandit dens in Wutou Mountain was dangerous and there were many traps. .

Thinking of the three or 40 people who died, and the more than 50 people who were injured, Shui Jingdong's face was a little bad.

He brought a full 200 people to the siege, but almost half of them died, the father will definitely be unhappy.

"My lord, what's in the carriage behind is our great contribution." The staff said.

Shui Jingdong hooked his lips, hummed, and regret and unwillingness flashed in his eyes: "If we put away these things secretly..."

With more ammunition, he can go straight to the Golden Luan Hall, and he will be able to sit in that position immediately. Why did he go out of his way to win Emperor Wenxuan's Emperor Huan? If he pleases him, that position may not fall on his head.

"My lord, you must not." The staff said: "If only we know about this, of course we can steal Shui Jingnian's things secretly. Shui Jingnian didn't dare to say anything after knowing about it. But... now there is another person who knows about this matter." One thing, if we don't hand over the things, we will be bitten back."

"Of course this king knows!" Shui Jing Dong coldly glanced at him.

Moreover, it is useless to regret now, yesterday he had followed the plan, brought General Chen Shao and a group of troops pointed out to him by Emperor Wenxuan to "accidentally" discovered the batch of guns, how could it be possible to get away with it.

"Hehe, as long as Shui Jingnian is removed, that old bastard Yao Guifei won't have to jump around anymore, and those three people in the south, northwest, and north are not worthy of being my king's enemy!"

A group of people walked about five miles towards Zhanjing.

A total of 200 people were brought out by Shuijingdong, half of them were killed or injured, and there were less than a hundred people left. Because the snow was too heavy yesterday, and the snow was too thick, it was difficult to take the wounded soldiers. The wounded soldiers were first placed in a small county near Wutou Mountain. , leaving more than a dozen people to take care of them.In addition, General Chen Shao took 50 people to clean up the remnants.

Shui Jingdong took the batch of guns and led more than [-] people back to Beijing first.

"My lord, what is that?" the attendant beside Shui Jingdong asked suddenly.

Shui Jingdong looked up, and saw a slender and beautiful figure standing in the middle of the snow-covered official road.

The surrounding mountains and trees are almost covered by snow, the sky and the earth are capped, the man's robe as bright as blood is fluttering in the cold wind, his long black hair like splashed ink is rolled up, wrapped around his clothes, and his posture is desolate Gorgeous.

There were dried blood stains on his forehead and one cheek, but it didn't affect his stunning appearance at all.Those clear eyes were cold.That kind of coldness is not the indifference or sternness that makes people feel terrible, but a dead silence, a dead silence without temperature and emotion, with no momentum on the body, like a lifeless, but extremely beautiful puppet. In the middle of the avenue.

The man was so weird that Shui Jingdong's hairs stood on end, and his face sank.

"Who is here?" The attendant shouted loudly: "King Rui is here, hurry up and get out of the way!"

Unexpectedly, the man in red didn't give in at all.His pale and lifeless gaze cast over.

He crossed his shoulders with his hands and grasped the hilts of the two broadswords behind his back. With a flash of cold light, he charged towards the group of people in the east of Shuijing with the double blades in his hands.

"Bold, dare to..."

The first two guards rushed forward, but before they could finish their sentence, Song Zhuo's left and right swords twisted half of their bodies.

Shui Jingdong was terrified, both startled and angry: "Kill him!"

The thirty or so guards immediately rushed forward with their knives in hand, wrestling with Song Zhuo.

But the more they fight, the more shocked Shui Jingdong is, because the person in front of him is like a devil, and almost no one can get close to him.The most shocking thing is that he seems to have no pain at all.

Not to mention ordinary people, even well-trained soldiers and killers will unconsciously look at their wounds when they are injured.

But that person was injured several times, but he didn't even look at his own wounds.

"My lord, this is a peerless master! Withdraw quickly!" the staff said.

"Drive!" Shui Jingdong had noticed it a long time ago, flicked his horsewhip, and turned around and ran away.

Seeing that Shui Jingdong was about to leave, Song Zhuo's eyes became colder and colder. He kicked a sword sent up and flew it to Shui Jingdong's horse. The water was thrown down through the east.

Shui Jingdong rolled on the ground, got up suddenly, and when he turned around, he fell backward in fright, and fell to the ground again with a bang, because Song Zhuo was standing in front of him.

"Who are you? Why did you kill me..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a pop, and Song Zhuo's sword had gone straight to his heart. Shui Jingdong's eyes opened suddenly, a mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth, and he died of anger.

The master was killed, and the guards of Shui Jingdong immediately turned bloodshot, and all of them rushed towards Song Zhuo desperately like crazy.

There were more and more injuries on his body, Song Zhuo's face turned pale, and he was panting desperately.No matter how good his martial arts are, he is no match for many hands, and the infatuation Gu broke out again!
Waves of heart-piercing pain surged up, Song Zhuo only felt a sweetness in his throat and a mouthful of blood, but he swallowed it back.

The murderous intent in those dead silent eyes was even stronger, and he was soaked in blood, as if he came from hell, a beautiful and life-seeking evil ghost, weird, terrifying, and frightening, but at the same time The most poisonous flower in the world, its beauty is shocking.

Everyone here must die!
Not one can stay!
As long as there is a fish that slips through the net, it will die after a year of water!
If Shui Jingnian died, she would be very sad.

There is no cure for the infatuation Gu in him, and he can no longer protect her, so let the water pass through the years!

All obstacles will be cleared by him!
Until all the people in the east of the water passed down, Song Zhuo was covered in wounds and his face was as white as paper.His red dress seemed a bit more coquettish than before.

With a puff, he finally couldn't help it, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The body is crumbling.He looked up and saw a high mountain in front of him was covered with white snow, a vast expanse of whiteness.

Song Zhuo still remembered that four months ago, in late autumn and October, the evergreen pines were mixed with a golden red deciduous tree, which was as beautiful as a painting.

Song Zhuo let go of his hand, and the blood-stained sword fell into the snow.He walked there slowly.

It wasn't until Song Zhuo left that Xiao Song rode a horse and rushed here with a livid face.

Ever since Song Zhuo left Anning Garden that day, he left Xiaosong alone and left alone.

Xiao Song searched for Song Zhuo all over the world for three days and three nights, but there was no news at all.

Later, he thought that Shui Jingdong was going back to Beijing, and with Song Zhuo's personality, he would definitely intercept Shui Jingdong, so he hurried over.But in the end it was a step too late, and he couldn't help.

There is no Song Zhuo's body here, so Song Zhuo must be fine!
Xiaosong saw bloodstains and footprints on the ground again, looked forward, and saw a high mountain covered with snow, and was excited: "That is... Wuzhun Temple!"

As he spoke, he immediately turned his horse's head and galloped in the direction of Wuzhun Temple.

Wuzhun Temple, where Ning Qing once fell off the cliff, Song Zhuo gave up his life to save her, and spent two days and a night under the cliff silently relying on each other, it was their place of love.

Xiao Song rode his horse up the mountain all the way to the bottom of the steps of Wuhuai Temple.He immediately abandoned his horse and went straight to Wuhuai Temple.

Wuzhun Temple has become an abandoned temple, and there are withered and yellow weeds outside.Xiaosong followed the bloodstain and felt dizzy, and immediately ran to the cliff where the Marriage Stone used to be.

Seeing that Song Zhuo had already stood on the edge of the cliff, Xiao Song turned pale with fright, using the best lightness kung fu he had learned in his life, and rushed over: "No——"

But after all, it was a step too late, Song Zhuo had already fallen down.Xiao Song didn't even think about it, he jumped down reflexively.

He reached out and grabbed Song Zhuo's sleeve, and then took his hand.

The last time Song Zhuo and Ning Qing fell down, the people above came to rescue them, and there were a few ropes hanging from the cliff that fell straight to the bottom of the cliff.Within a few days, the entire Wuzhun Temple was evacuated, and no one took care of those few ropes, so they have been left behind until now.

Xiaosong grabbed Song Zhuo with one hand and the rope with the other.

The weight of the two people, coupled with the gravity of the fall, caused his hands to dislocate, but he still didn't dare to let go.In order to buffer, he had to fall all the way down, using light work and ropes to buffer.

Until the bottom of the cliff, both of them were alive, but Song Zhuo passed out.

Xiaosong gritted his teeth and took back his dislocated hand, looked up at the fog-covered cliff top, carried Song Zhuo on his back and walked towards the cabin opposite the mountain stream.

There are big mountains under the cliff, and Xiaosong ran to gather herbs.When he came back, Song Zhuo had already woken up.

He was lying on the bed, staring blankly at the roof.

"My lord..." Xiao Song came over with the medicine.

"Didn't I let you go? Why don't you even listen to me?"

"Young Master..." Xiao Song couldn't help crying, "Young Master saved Xiao Song's life. Don't chase Xiao Song away. Xiao Song will serve you forever."

"Okay." Song Zhuo did not refuse.He suddenly gasped again, and beads of sweat rolled down his face. "Wait a few days...I'm leaving, so let's burn this house together."

"My lord, you won't die. Let's go back and ask the Princess, she will definitely save you."

Song Zhuo didn't speak, but smiled lightly as if mocking himself.

Xiao Song's heart seemed to sink into a deep abyss.In fact, Xiaosong also knows that if she still has a little affection for Song Zhuo, she will not know that he is suffering from infatuation, knowing that he will have an attack in these days, and she will refuse the big marriage so resolutely.

Song Zhuo's breathing became more and more heavy, cold sweat poured down, and he groaned in pain.

He used to be able to bear the pain very well, especially during the three years when he wore the mask, he could bear the pain every moment.

Until now, with nothing in his heart and all his will collapsed, he realized that he was really just an ordinary person.

The wounds on the body will hurt, and the heart will be torn and bitten, and the pain will be worse than life.

"My lord...you hold on, I'll go beg the Princess!"

"Don't go..." Song Zhuo said with difficulty: "At least... leave me this bit of dignity!"

After speaking, he completely passed out.

Xiao Song wished he could suffer for him and die for him.

Xiao Song has always lived by Song Zhuo's words, but seeing Song Zhuo die like this, he can't do it.

Xiao Song knew there was no hope, but he still wanted to try!If he doesn't try, he will regret it for the rest of his life.

Xiao Song wiped away his tears, ran out immediately, and climbed up the cliff with the rope.

When he was in a hurry to go to the temple, his horse was thrown under the steps without even being tied.Now when he came back, he found that the horse didn't run away. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief, turned over and rode on the horse, and headed towards Zhanjing with a flick of the whip.

After running for more than an hour, there are still more than 20 miles to the city gate.

The mount suddenly slipped and fell to the ground. Xiao Song rolled off the horse. He only felt a sharp pain in his foot. From his experience as a doctor, he knew that his leg was actually broken!And the horse has run away.

Xiaosong looked at the vast official road paved with white snow. There were no villages in front, no shops behind, and no one inhabited.The snow was still so deep, and he broke his leg again. If this continues, he might not be able to enter Beijing until tomorrow.

Young master's will has completely collapsed, and he is pessimistic and hopeless, with injuries on his body, the infatuation Gu will break out even more violently.Looking at the situation, I don't know if I can survive until tomorrow night.

Xiaosong was so desperate that he sat on the ground and howled.

"Little brother, what are you crying for?" A cold voice sounded.

Xiao Song was crying uncontrollably, when someone called him suddenly, startled, raised his head, and saw a line of handsome young men with more than ten or twenty riders in neat and mighty clothes, sitting on the horses, looking at him condescendingly.

Seeing so many horses, Xiao Song was overjoyed and asked for help.

A man with big round eyes at the back suddenly widened his eyes, pointed at him and said, "Brother, this is not the Xiaosong next to Shizi!"

As soon as he said that, the dozen or twenty people behind him all looked at Xiaosong with a kind of hatred.That look seemed to say, this is that so-and-so, worse than imagined!

The corner of Xiaosong's mouth twitched, he didn't seem to know them, did he?Is he so famous? Everyone knows his name is Xiaosong!
"Stinky boy, where is the crown prince?" Qinghe glared at Xiaosong angrily.

Sitting on the ground, Xiao Song was suddenly surrounded by 20 people riding tall horses, who looked down on him with contempt, and suddenly felt a little transparent when he met black.At this moment, his heart is rejecting!

"Hey, I want to ask you something!" Qinghe was the most impatient and had already roared.

Because Xiaosong was really in such a mess, his whole body was dirty, as if he had suffered some catastrophe.And Xiaosong is Song Zhuo's person, unless it violates Song Zhuo's bottom line, otherwise, Song Zhuo will never be mean to his subordinates, and even protect his shortcomings.

So, if Song Zhuo hadn't had something to do, Xiao Song wouldn't be in such a mess.

Moreover, they have already learned about the cancellation of Song Zhuo and Ning Qing's wedding.

After they heard the news, their hearts skipped a beat, knowing that Song Zhuo might have been exposed!
Since seeing Song Zhuo last time, Song Zhuo drove them away, and they also understood that this is the life Song Zhuo wanted, and it was Song Zhuo's choice.

They respect his choice, but if they can't see his success, they don't feel relieved, or they don't give up.

I have been staying in Qiao Town, thinking, at least I can see his wedding.On that day, it was the day when Song Zhuo's face was completely merged. At that time, Song Zhuo would completely become Mu Fan and could never go back.

Five days ago, they learned that the wedding was cancelled, and hurried to Zhanjing, but before they knew it clearly, they dared not see Ning Qing, and kept searching secretly, but they couldn't find it.It wasn't until today that I decided to go to Beijing again to visit Ning Qing's residence.

She never expected that she would meet the attendants brought by Song Zhuo.

"Little brother, where's your young master?" Qinghe was about to get angry again, but Qingfeng had already stopped him, trying his best to keep calm and asked, "We are all from his old department."

"Really?" Xiao Song was very excited.He didn't trust people easily, but now he has to believe if he doesn't believe it. "My leg is broken, please take me to Beijing, and I will go to the princess."

Qingfeng pulled Xiaosong onto the horse, flicked the whip and headed towards Zhanjing.

Along the way, Xiaosong cried and told them what happened to Song Zhuo in the past three years. Knowing that Song Zhuo had fallen victim to the infatuation Gu, Qingfeng and the others gasped.

Worried and panicked, and angry at Ning Qing's ruthlessness.

After half an hour, I finally arrived at Zhanjing.

The group parked their horses directly in front of the gate of Anning Garden.

"Princess, open the door!" Xiao Song kept tapping on the door.

The concierge He Bo glanced at each other from the door, and said coldly: "Our princess's mansion is closed to thank guests, and we will not go out for a year, nor treat guests, please come back!"

"Uncle He, I'm Xiaosong!" Xiaosong still didn't give up.

"No one's seen! Oh, it turned out to be the servant of the future uncle! But my princess has broken off the engagement with your master! Now even the prince can't enter the door, let alone you!" He Bo said coldly: "Let's go go!"

Qingfeng Qinghe and the others couldn't bear it any longer, grabbed Xiaosong, jumped high, and they all climbed over the wall and entered!

Hui Ping happened to pass by this way, and saw Qing Feng and the twenty guards, and couldn't help but gasped, and hurried over: "You..."

"Sister Huiping, let's meet Biao girl." Qingfeng said.

"No!" Hui Ping said immediately. "Go back! The girl will be greatly stimulated when she sees you! She is half dead now, and people still come to stimulate her!"

"Please, we have something important to do."

"The girl will beat me to death!" Hui Ping shook her head.

"I'm afraid I haven't killed you yet...Young Master is already dead!" Xiao Song said, wiping away tears.

Hui Ping was shocked: "What did you say?"

"Infatuation Gu kicks in early..."

Hui Ping's heart trembled, she didn't want Song Zhuo to die, and Song Zhuo couldn't die, otherwise the girl would regret it for the rest of her life!

But she can't betray the Lord either!
"The princess lives here!" Xiao Song has already run to the place where Ning Qing lives.

Qing Feng and the others quickly caught up, and Hui Ping turned pale with shock: "No, you..."

They are such a large group of people... and the son is in danger, so they are not allowed to attack the girl on impulse!

"Don't rush in!" Hui Ping hurried to stop her.

Even the maidservants around heard the sound, and when they saw Hui Ping blocking people, they also hurriedly stopped them.

Chun Juan was shocked: "Who are you? Xiao Song, why did you bring a group of men back? What do you want to do? The princess has already broken off the engagement with your son! It doesn't matter anymore, you can't ruin the reputation of the princess like this! Revenge like this is still human ?"

"Go away!" Qinghe was in a hurry, pushing the spring roll away.

Where were their opponents in the surrounding guards, they were rushed away in two or three hits.

When Xiaosong, Qingfeng and others came to Ningqing Garden, Huiping chased after her with a green face and panting, thinking that they would force their way in.

Unexpectedly, they, a group of big men, all knelt down towards the room with a plop.

(End of this chapter)