Chapter Ninety-Eight: Help
Wei Yan still had a rope tied to his hand, and he didn't care about untying it, and was dragged by the masked man, running all the way. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
She'd never run so fast.
Behind him, Bing'er could still hear Bing'er's angry cursing.
Turning around the entrance of the main alley of Xuanwu Lane, the woman scolded from behind again.
Wei Yan panicked, and his feet stopped obeying. The masked man took Wei Yan by the hand and ran forward. Turning another alleyway, the man pulled Wei Yan to dodge and hide in a shop with an open door. The man immediately closed the door, covered Wei Yan's mouth, and pressed it against the door panel to listen carefully to the movement outside the door.
Bing'er and her mother-in-law's scolding and footsteps got farther and farther away, and gradually became inaudible.
The man put down the hand covering her mouth, Wei Yan gasped for breath, turned around, and asked in a low voice, "Who are you?" ”
"Miss......" The man ripped off the cloth that covered his face, and in the darkness, his face could not be seen. This call has already made Wei Yan know who he is.
Wei Yan pushed him away, "It's you?" You help them harm me, why do you pretend to save me? This can't be another drama you're doing, another conspiracy, is it? ”
Wang Peng knelt on the ground in shame: "Miss, Miss, please be quiet, they haven't gone far yet." …… Xiaosheng had worked as a vigil at this pawnshop, so he had a key, and Xiaosheng had opened the back door beforehand,...... Just now, as soon as I saw them escorting you in, I thought, I must save you! ”
"Help me? Destroy my name first, save me last? It's ridiculous! If it weren't for you, why would I be like this? ”
"Miss! Xiaosheng knows that it is difficult to escape the blame for death, Xiaosheng is poor for half his life, and he has never met talents...... Foolishness is ...... Do such unbearable things. Xiao Sheng returned to the residence, and thought of the appearance of the young lady being dragged into the house, and it was really difficult to sit still, so he ......"
"You have done something wrong, and your conscience has found out?" Wei Yan pursed his lips and sneered, "I won't be grateful to you!" ”
As he spoke, he opened the door and walked out.
Wang Peng hurriedly blocked the door and said, "Miss, don't be impulsive. You believe in Xiaosheng, Xiaosheng really wants to help you. That yard, you can't go back. Are you ...... now? Affected by Xiaosheng, I'm afraid, I can't marry someone else's ...... again, miss! ”
Wang Peng knelt on the ground again and said solemnly, "Miss, marry Xiaosheng!" ”
"What crazy are you talking about? I don't care about you! At this moment, Wei Yan just wants to escape from this unbearable situation quickly.
Wang Peng said: "Xiaosheng knows that he is not worthy of Miss, but Xiaosheng ...... Xiaosheng sincerely atoned for his sins, and Xiaosheng was willing to be responsible......"
"What am I responsible for? Go away, if you really apologize, you can let me go! ”
"Miss, they won't stop if they can't find you! You can wait here with peace of mind, Xiaosheng will go out to have a look, and when it is safe, the young lady will go out again. Let's discuss other things slowly, okay? ”
Wei Yan saw that he was willing to give in, so he nodded.
Wang Peng gently opened a crack in the door, looked out for a while, and then quietly walked out.
As soon as he walked away, Wei Yan immediately ran out. She panicked and walked quickly.
She's leaving, she's leaving!
The silent streets, the dim night sky, the desperate and sad mood, and the messy and tired footsteps are intertwined into an embarrassing and unforgettable night, opening the curtain of her cruel life that is no longer innocent and simple.
Running all the way to the city gate, she touched her waist and suddenly realized that she no longer had the gold medal in her hand that allowed her to enter and leave the city gate freely. Outside the city, there is no habitat for her. She picked up the secluded alleys and turned back. The only place she could think of now was Aunt Rou's hut. I've never walked alone through such a dark and terrifying alley, and I've walked through it before the ghost gate. The boundless fear was like a big net, covering her head, her heart beating so violently that she was hurting, and even her breathing was disordered.
Finally, through a long narrow back alley, the curfew was strict, and there were no pedestrians along the way, only a few beggars shrunk in the corner, and they were already sleeping soundly. - No one notices that in the dark alley, a girl in a plain white dress flashes like a ghost.
When she came to the west of the city, she slowed down, and a faint voice came from her ears. Alertly ducking behind the wall, she poked her head out to see several guards guarding ahead. She vaguely recognized that it was the color of the guards of the Yasukuni Mansion.
Bing'er didn't succeed in strangling her, so Feng sent guards to hunt her down so much?
She couldn't go to Aunt Rou anymore! Wandering the streets like this, and wearing such conspicuous white clothes, I'm afraid she will soon be arrested!
She can't die like this!
But in today's capital, where is there a place for her!
Suddenly, she thought of the shop that Shicai had passed by all the way, Zhen Cui Zhai, right! Zhen Cui Zhai!
Zheng Zeming is Xu Lang's best friend, he will help her, right?
Holding on to the last shred of hope, she quietly retreated, re-disappearing into the darkness.
Tonight's road, back and forth, how tortuous and long! If it weren't for the unwillingness in her heart, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to support it a long time ago!
When she came to the door of Zhencui Zhai, she had already lost her strength all over her body, her legs were so sore that she lost consciousness, and sweat was dripping down her chin.
After tossing and running for most of the night, the sky was faintly bright, and the footsteps of the soldiers on the night patrol on the next avenue could be heard. She patted the door panel gently, she had never been so trembling, in case she was discovered by the pursuers, in case no one in the store opened the door for her, in case Zheng Zeming refused to help her......
There was no way back for her. I can only bite the bullet and pound the door panel one by one.
There was a rustling sound from inside, and she was ecstatic, biting her trembling lip tightly.
"Who? Wait an hour to come back! The market hasn't opened yet! "It's a young male voice.
"I ...... I am...... Zheng Gongzi's friend ...... "She said these words with difficulty, and ran wildly in the middle of the night, making her voice hoarse and her throat sore to death.
"Who?" But the people inside did not hear clearly.
"I'm a friend of Zheng Gongzi!"
She endured the sore throat and struggled to speak again.
"My son-in-law has a lot of friends, which friend are you?"
This sentence almost made her desperate! She didn't have the strength to repeat it a third time. She climbed the knocker with one hand to keep herself from falling, and with the other hand, she used all her strength to pound the door panel.
The people inside finally opened the door!
Seeing Wei Yan in white with messy hair, the young man exclaimed: "Ah! Ghosts! ”
Wei Yan raised his face and smiled bitterly at him. He no longer had the strength to support him, and fell to the ground with a pop.
The young man stepped forward and looked at her carefully, patted his chest, "Mom, I'm scared to death." I thought hell! Guest, I'm sorry, are you okay? ”
Wei Yan barely pulled out a smile, climbed the doorpost, and struggled to straighten up.
Seeing that her lips were white and her whole body was weak, the young man hurriedly turned around and poured a cup of tea and handed it to her mouth.
Wei Yan shook his hand and took the teacup and drank it all in one gulp. Because he drank so quickly, he almost choked, and he couldn't help coughing again and again, which caused the young man to wonder, "Girl, what are you......?" What happened? Another drink? ”
Wei Yan drank three cups of tea in a row, and Fang Ping calmed his ups and downs, "I want to see Zheng Zeming and Zheng Gongzi." (To be continued.) )