The Royal’s Cute Little Wife

The rest of the soldiers were shocked and rushed forward: "General Gao Qian ..."

He was full of arrows and feathers, and his clothes were soaked with blood. It was not obvious because he was wearing a black hoodie, but the blood flowing from the horse to the ground was enough to prove how serious his injury was. His face was pale, clutching an arrow in his chest tightly to the crowd, "Go back first!"

One of them tried to help him, but he escaped.

The group turned back along the way, and behind him was the chase of the great prince. No one dared to relax, and quickly rushed back to Lanling City. Others suffered more or less minor injuries, but none were as severe as Gao Yan's. He stared straight ahead, and ran across the moat with a breath, at the gate of the city, leaned over, closed his eyes, and finally fell off the horse.

"General Takachi ---"

The moment he closed his eyes, he seemed to hear Xie Yuan calling him in his ear.

"Brother Gao?"

The sound was so soft and sweet that he heard his heart pound hard.

He remembered that when they first met, in his yard, she turned back with a smile, her cheeks were tender and clear. At that time he thought that even the little fairy in the painting was not as good-looking as her ...

"who are you?"

"My name is Grandma."

"I've heard everything you said. Have you never heard of it?"

He told her funny stories just to see her smile more. In the blink of time, he saw 10 or 9 years old from the age of seven, unknowingly for the past twelve years. At that time, the little fairy had become someone else's little wife, and had nothing to do with him.

She advised him to find another girl ...

But he only wanted her alone ...

Gao Ling was numb all over his body, but his heart was still sore from time to time. Since coming to Lanling, he has had this problem. The thought of Xie Xie has a pain in his heart. He has to spend a lot of energy every day to not want Xie Xie. He thought he could let go, and as she said, he would find a virtuous and gentle girl for a lifetime, but he didn't do it ... he couldn't do it now, and he might not.

His eyes were hot and humid, and his throat was so sweet that he spit out blood as soon as he tilted his head.

When Gao Ling was returned to the barracks, he had only one breath.

He was full of arrows and feathers, of which there were two fatal injuries, one in the heart and one in the neck, clearly unconscious, without even the strength to speak, but holding in his hands the drawing from the great prince. When the soldiers carried him back to the camp account, Zhong Shang was restless in the account, walking back and forth.

Opening his tent, he looked up and saw Gao Yan's pupils shrink sharply.

Followed by the medic, he couldn't help reporting the situation to him, and quickly went to the bed to deal with the wound for Gao Yan. But where else is a good place? There are holes in the body, and blood is constantly leaking out, which can't stop it.

The two medics hurriedly pulled arrows at him to stop bleeding. Although the injuries to the arms, legs, and feet were dealt with, the arrows on the chest and neck did not dare to act lightly.

Zhong Shang returned to God, holding a soldier on the side and questioning: "What's going on? How did he get hurt like this?"

Both eyebrows were stunned, burning with anger.

The soldier knelt down and recounted the scene at that time, but when they saw Gao Ling, he had already been injured like this, even if he wanted to save him, there was nothing he could do. At that time, the chase of the great prince was behind, and they could only evade the path, and the other side chased after it until they stopped three miles away from the moat.

Zhong Shang slammed his fist on the table case and said to the two military doctors: "Rescue him, save him anyway!"

The medic wiped his sweat and dared not say a word.

The two arrows inserted on Gao's chest and neck only cut off the tail of the arrow. The arrows are still in the flesh, and I dare not pull them out easily. If you ca n’t stop the blood after you pull it out, that life ca n’t be saved ...

The arrow injury on the chest was very close to the heart, and the two medics tossed for an hour before pulling the arrow out to stop the blood. The neck injury was more difficult to handle. When the medic pulled the arrow, his hand shook a bit, about touching the blood vessels on the side, and the blood continued to flow, and the mattress underneath soon became red.

Gao Ling's face was pale and dead.

The medic "plopped through" kneeling to the ground, begging Zhong Shang for mercy: "Little general, I can't do anything with his subordinates ... his injuries are too severe, I'm afraid he can't be saved ..."

Zhong Shang's eyes were red, and he kicked the two to one side. "If you don't come back, you will be saved! If he is dead, don't you both live!"

Talking about holding one's collar by one hand, bringing the two to Gao's bedside, looking at his injured wound, he almost hoarsely said, "What are you holding on to not stop the blood! Why should I let your blood go?"

The medic stunned: "The young general lives ..."

It was probably awakened by the sound of their talking, Gao Ye slowly opened his dark eyes, and there was no longer the glory that had burst in the past, only weakness and exhaustion remained. He covered his chest and smiled slightly, his lips turned white, and even a smile took twelve minutes of effort, "Don't embarrass them ..."

Zhong Shang released the two medics, staring at him fiercely and commanding: "You don't want me to embarrass them, then you'll live for Lao Tzu!"

Every time Gao Ling said a word, his heart hurt. He took out a blood-stained drawing from his sleeve, but fortunately it was made of sheepskin, and the content above was still very clear. He laboriously handed it to Zhong Shang, saying word by word: "This is what I got from Yan Zheng ... You give it to the prince ..."

Zhong Shang picked it up and asked the soldiers around him to give it to the prince.

His long eyelashes fell down and seemed very tired, and he would take a long break to say a word. It turned out that he had very beautiful eyes, bright and radiant, and long eyelashes, and the whole person was full of laughter when he laughed, but now he was tired, he wanted to rest, and couldn't laugh again.

After a long time, Jiu De Zhongshang almost thought that he would not wake up again, and then he opened his eyes again and slowly pulled out a gold inlaid jade emerald from his placket. This mule was taken out and seen many times by him, and he had rubbed it many times at night. The emerald luster on it was a little dim, but he was put on him like a baby.

He once told himself that the next time he saw Xie Ye, he would have to return it to her. But after time and time again, I can't bear it.

This was the only thing he had to do with her, probably because he could not bear to break the only connection, and would comfort himself, next time, and next time.

In fact, he didn't know that even this sister-in-law was not Xie Yuan.

It was the same dumpling bought by Ouyang Yi and Xie Yi.

Only he is a fool, as a baby.

Now he solemnly handed his sister-in-law to Zhong Shang, frowning, and said hardly: "Help me ..."

Zhong Shang stared at him, "You said."

He clasped his wrists and nearly begged: "Return the sister-in-law to Xie Yun ... help me, take a word ..."

Zhong Shang shook his hand, his throat seemed to be pinched, and he couldn't say a word. He gritted his teeth and waved his hand cruelly. "I don't help with this one. If you want to talk, just tell her yourself!"

Gao Yong bent his lips weakly, maybe the wound on his body was too painful. He flinched a bit, his expression a bit aggrieved. "I also want to say it myself, but there may be no chance ..." When he was involved in the wound, the pain made his forehead sweat and his teeth grin.

What time is it, and mood jokes.

Zhong Shang drank him: "Don't mess around!"

He lay back on the bed again. He had hurt his internal organs just now. He put his hand on his neck and took a look before him, his hands full of blood.

"You tell her ..."

He slowly closed his eyes, his voice getting lighter and quieter, "My lady, please ..."

"No knowledge, no conviction ..."

Guan Guan 雎 Dove, in the river's continent. Good lady, gentleman.

Stray amaranth, left and right. Lady, please.

poo. Long and careless, tossing and turning.

Toss and turn ...

He liked her for so long, and he didn't sleep well every night.

Now, I can finally fall asleep at ease.

He was going to find his little fairy in a dream, and it would be better to find her this time than Yan Yu. Turn her into him and never separate.

The prince received the drawing and saw through the scheme of the great prince.

The great prince originally planned to cooperate inside and outside, and defeated Lanling City in one fell swoop. Now that the contents of the drawings are exposed, the officials associated with the Grand Prince are naturally taken out, and the Prince orders that these people be taken to the city wall and beheaded in front of the people in the city.

The grand prince's scheme was unspoken and Lanling escaped a disaster.

Gao Ling is a first-class hero.

The prince petitioned the Emperor Yuan Hui, and chased him as the upper-ranking Yong Yibo, who was the first of the four ranks, and the food was sealed in 600 households. His loved ones could receive Beijing life.

The Yuan Hui emperor was allowed.

But what's the use? People are gone, and no amount of vanity behind them can save lives.

Along with this news, he returned to the An Wang Mansion, along with the jade jadeite jade and a pass. Zhong Shang was on the front line and couldn't find time to return to Beijing, so he sent a trusted soldier back.

Prior to that, Xie Yan had heard news of Gao's death. She didn't believe it, and held her breath for three days. When she saw the sister-in-law, she couldn't hold back anymore, and cried in Yan Yu's arms.

"Gao Ling will not die ..."

Before he left, he was fine. He laughed and laughed like before, who knew it would be their last meeting. If she knew she would never see him again, would she say such a heartless thing?

Xie Weeped silently, holding Yan Yu for a long time and refused to give up. She cried so much that her body trembled, making people think that she would pass out in the next second, but she didn't, she kept saying in his ears, "Brother Gao Ling will not die."

Yeah, how could he die?

Yan Yu clenched her fists and looked silently to the sky outside the threshold. The wind was lonely and the clouds moved, exactly the same weather as the day Gao Ling left. Everything is the same, except that he is gone.

I have to say that he is really despicable in this regard.

Knowing that Xie Yi could not rest assured of him, but he just left like this, without leaving a word to them, didn't he want to make them feel guilty? Thinking of him, thinking of a lifetime.

Yan Yu looked down at the breathless little girl in her arms, pulled her hair away, and lightly kissed her forehead. He comforted her: "Don't cry, there is still a letter here."

He opened the envelope for her and took out a blank piece of paper inside. There was only one poem in the letter, which was Guan Guan, exactly the sentence before Gao Ling was dying.

Yan Yu read it to her sentence by sentence, paused after each sentence, and continued reading.

Xie Tiao changed from his original whine to a sob, weeping tears in his arms, and finally lost his voice, but actually passed out crying. 2k novel reading network