cut love silk

Chapter 85 (1)
Chapter 69 Chapter 63 (1)
On a bleak night, the cold wind howled, cutting across the skin like a knife, Li Zihe stretched his eyelids, his dry eyes were raw and painful, he looked at his side blankly, where the sword passed, a piece of imperial forest army fell, warm blood Sprinkled on the face, sprayed to the mouth, licked, smelled fishy and sweet, wrapped his hands tightly around the warmth, closed eyes, inhaled hard, looking for the faint scent of medicine from the pungent blood.

"Zihe, hold tight." Shen Mo is dressed in black, with a vigorous figure, black cloth mask, only revealing a pair of sharp eyes, a light that has never been seen before, shining with a chilling chill, whispered to Li Zihe .

Shen Mo held a sword in one hand and embraced Li Zihe with the other. There were hundreds of men in black beside him, all masked and holding swords, blocking the Imperial Forest Army and opening the way for him.

The sound of sword clashes and the screams of the injured kept flashing in his ears. Li Zihe looked sideways at the tip of Shen Mo's sword.

Yun Jinyan set up an ambush outside the palace. It might be an emergency, and they didn't know where they would flee from. There were not many people. Shen Mo and Li Zihe quickly broke out of the encirclement under the cover of the crowd. The woods a little closer to the palace Four carriages stopped in the middle of the road, and one of them was randomly picked and jumped on. The four drivers immediately yelled and drove in different directions.

Li Zihe didn't notice the bumps along the way, and he still opened his eyes blankly, holding Shen Mo's hands tighter and tighter, his head resting on Shen Mo's chest without leaving for a moment, but his body began to tremble more and more.

"Zihe, that arrow... was shot by me..." Shen Mo placed one hand on the side of Li Zihe's eyebrows, following the shape of the eyebrows, gently stroking them like a stroke.

Li Zihe blinked, then stared blankly at the car curtain blown up by the night wind, and remained silent.

Shen Mo lowered his eyes, and was about to say something, but Li Zihe spoke suddenly, his voice was a little hoarse, and he said with a self-deprecating smile: "Yaoer, she... is looking for death."

Shen Mo was stunned, and stroked Li Zihe's long hair comfortingly.

"I should have guessed it, I should have considered it..." Li Zihe closed his eyes, his voice choked up: "Anyway, Yun Jinyan... is her husband..."

It was Ji Li, not Yao Er, who had a blood feud with him. Yao Er saved the next one for her, kept him safe, and gave birth to her own child for her. She has almost lost her nature in the past six years. She thought she recognized Yao Er. Let her no longer feel guilty, take her out of the palace to live a stable life and take good care of her, then she can repay everything she has done for herself all these years, but she forgot that Yao'er is also a woman, and Yun Jinyan is her only one. Husband, even though just now she still whispered in her own ears that the person she loves is Brother Qu...

"Since it's her choice, why are you sad?" Shen Mo spoke softly, his voice was like water waves, slowly swaying away, pure and peaceful: "Her choice may be the best ending for her."

Li Zihe smiled suddenly, with a little desolation, and said no more.

"Have you learned archery before?" Shen Mo asked suddenly, sweeping Li Zihe's hands.

Li Zihe's heart skipped a beat, he was a little flustered, and he replied after a while: "Yes, I have learned."

In fact, I learned it when I was still Ji Li. Once she slipped out of the mansion to play alone, and was stopped by a few rogue beggars on the way. She was disgraced and injured, and they didn't take much advantage of them. Afterwards, Yun Jinyan taught her some self-defense skills. She took the opportunity to pester him to teach archery. Later, she practiced in Ji's mansion when she had nothing to do. target.

Shen Mo glanced at Li Zihe suspiciously again, didn't ask any more questions, but murmured: "Your arrow just now, Yun Jinyan..."

"I won't die." Li Zihe took the words, with deep hatred revealed in the three words, took a deep breath, and slightly suppressed: "Yao Er and his husband and wife, knowing that Yao Er sent him the antidote , he can still be merciless..."

He was a little choked up as he spoke, and then suddenly laughed at himself: "I was so angry at the time, I forgot that I hadn't practiced archery for a long time, and I overestimated the strength of my hand. That arrow would cost him half his life at most."

"Then...why do you use your left hand?"

With a single question from Shen Mo, Li Zi He Shengsheng was stunned, why did he use his left hand at that time?
Extremely hated, extremely angry, just want to hit and revenge him severely!Not reconciled to leaving the palace like that, let him live the rest of his life in peace, at that time, he thought about killing him with one arrow, and using his left hand, he wanted to let him know who took his life!
Seeing that she was silent, Shen Mo became more hostile, and changed the subject: "Yiyi, I asked my uncle to send him back to the southwest first."

Mentioning one by one, Li Zihe's expression really softened, he quickly raised his eyes to look at Shen Mo and said, "How is his illness? And the poison on his body... I couldn't find the elixir you mentioned in the palace..."

"The cold air on my body has already been driven away, and I still need to recuperate for a while. The poison can be cured by returning to the southwest." Shen Mo looked down at Li Zihe, smiled lightly, and the light in his eyes flickered , as if full of stars.

Li Zihe's heart stabilized with his smile, leaned back to Shen Mo's chest, still hugged him with both hands, and said softly: "Shen Mo, take me away...I, I'm afraid..."

With dry eyes open, the light in Grandpa Feng's eyes gradually dimmed, and the reassuring smile on Yao'er's face as he lay in her arms gradually magnified in front of his eyes, then suddenly blurred and disappeared.

She was afraid, afraid that one by one would be implicated because of this. He was less than seven years old, and he had been in the coffin for nearly seven years. A piece of his life was already incomplete. Slowly crawling out, he looked at himself with wide eyes, pure and thorough, and the original rock-solid heart of revenge was shaken.

Grandpa Feng died, Yao'er died, she was suddenly afraid that one day they would disappear...

"Well, let's go." A smile slowly appeared on Shen Mo's face, hiding boundless tenderness.

Li Zihe breathed a sigh of relief, before he could speak again, the carriage suddenly jolted violently, the horse neighed out of control, and the driver outside the carriage shouted anxiously: "Master, those people are chasing after you!"

Sitting in the carriage, he could clearly hear the sound of long arrows hitting the wall of the carriage. Li Zihe concentrated a little, and then heard the sound of horseshoes behind him. It was chaotic and hurried, and there may be many people coming!
The carriage has already driven to the outskirts of Yundu. There are forests on both sides of the flat road. Although the green leaves are gone in winter, the branches are still densely packed. There are many people coming, and the enemy is outnumbered. Li Zi is not good at martial arts. Even if you don't get caught, you will lose both sides.

Shen Mo was not in a hurry, and Li Zihe was not in a panic either. The two looked at each other, smiled lightly, and nodded to each other, already understanding what they were thinking. In his eyes, there was strength and warmth that he had never seen before.

Li Zihe also stretched out his hand, clasped both hands, fingers intertwined, a perfect fit.

Shen Mo stabilized his figure, opened the curtain of the car, the cold wind poured in, he held Li Zihe's hand tightly, and the two got out of the carriage at the same time, the driver was puzzled, but he didn't dare to distract himself from looking at the two of them, he hurriedly shouted as he drove the horse Said: "Young master, this is..."

Just when the carriage arrived at the corner of the forest, the coachman had no time to finish his sentence when he saw his young master hugging the woman behind him, jumped up and disappeared into the forest, but disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"Shen Mo, will they catch up?" Li Zihe looked back at the road the two had just walked, and asked cautiously.

"No." Shen Mo must have fallen, and his cold voice was like the wind in a cold night: "Let's find a place to stay for a few days, and then set off back to the southwest after the pursuers have dispersed."

"What about one by one? Are you waiting for us in the southwest?" Li Zihe heard Shen Mo say this, and his voice was a little louder. Open, silky touch, I can't help but hold it in my hand and stroke it.

Shen Mo turned around, just in time to see Li Zihe holding a lock of his long hair, smiled lightly, and said: "Yiyi's body should not be too busy, so they are slower, and they should arrive at the same time as us, with uncle protecting them." One, nothing will happen."

"En." Li Zihe nodded. Shen Mo's words always made people believe for no reason. He said that no one would catch up, and her accelerated heartbeat gradually calmed down. Landed safely.

"Is Yi Yi good?"

(End of this chapter)