91. 091: Malaria
"But only in this way can you be safe, what's the big deal with me being a big man being said a few words." Yu Hongchou touched her cheek, "I said I would give you back a wedding that would accept everyone's blessings, do you remember?" ”
Wu Ying nodded, her eyes were full of tears, how could she forget it, the wedding in the mountains was frugal, and he was also entangled and refused to be wronged by her.
"The day when the real murderer is in the law, it is when I marry you."
Wu Ying choked in her throat and couldn't say a complete sentence, she could only keep nodding her head, he understood everything, but she didn't want to see it by hurting herself like this.
Suddenly, Yu Hongchou hugged her tightly, kissed her on the lips, and put the medicine he had hidden in advance into her mouth.
Ying Ying felt a smell of medicine rushing into her throat, but he didn't let go of her immediately, he attached himself to her lips and kissed her over and over again.
"The effect of the drug will kick in, and it will be a little painful."
"Yes."
"When you are suffering from malaria, the jailer will call the doctor to see you, and the doctor will conclude that you are an incurable disease, and that night when the effect of the fake death pill kicks in, you will go into a state of silence, and the jailer will think that you are dying of an infectious disease, and will not let you stay in the prison any longer. I'll be watching in the dark, and I'll be fine. ”
"I know."
Yu Hongchou kept talking, but he didn't say a word of complaint.
"Xianggong, we still have a lifetime to go." Wu Ying clenched his hands, it was these hands that brought her unprecedented stability, and she put her life in his hands without regrets.
And the moment Yu Hongchou walked out of the prison, the news of his divorce from his wife spread, but he didn't care, because there was no one to separate them, and that piece of paper was nothing at all.
As soon as the time came, Wu Ying became more and more nervous, and suddenly began to feel that it was difficult to breathe, much more uncomfortable than expected, and then a burst of pajamas hit, and she could no longer support her eyes.
And Yu Hongchou was even more nervous this night, and he did not allow the slightest mistake.
Everything went as expected, and people with malaria were not left behind in the prison, and their bodies were wrapped in straw mats and thrown into mass graves.
There was a smell of decay all around, which made people sick, and the corpses everywhere could be scared to death in the middle of the night.
Yu Hongchou was very glad that she was asleep at this time and didn't see this qiē.
"Take the antidote within two hours, it will be fine, you don't need to be in a hurry." Leng Jing saw that his hand holding the antidote was trembling, thinking that he was in a hurry.
But he didn't know that Yu Hongchou was afraid, at this time he was afraid of all uncertain factors, and he was afraid that he wouldn't wake up when the time came.
"Hmm, cough, cough." When Wu Ying transformed, her stomach churned, and she wanted to vomit nauseously.
"What's wrong?" Yu Hongchou hurriedly followed her back and said with concern.
Wu Ying didn't care what place it was, hugging her only support.
Leng Lonely doesn't know what kind of children's affection is, breaking their rare beauty, "There are often villagers coming and going here, hurry up and leave before dawn, the prince has arranged a safe place for you." ”
This time, Wu Ying was not as sensible as usual, and hugged Yu Hongchou with her temperament, and the cold silence was already reminding that time was running out, but she was unwilling to let go.
"I can't bear you."
Her tears made the wall that Yu Hongchou had built in his heart collapse.
"And Zhi'er, how is he doing these days, without me by his side, what if he is miserable."
"It's going to be fine, trust me." Yu Hongchou comforted her at the moment, but God knows that he has no confidence at all, if he leaves her, will this home still be a home?
"The carriage has arrived, it's really time to go. Hong Chou, when all the qiē settles down, I will reunite you. The cold silence seems to be felt by such a parting wound.