In the dark night, Yun Fenghuang pulled Emperor Chunjia, stepped on the water, struggled against the current, and quickly thought about countermeasures.

She didn't wait long before she made up her mind and swam towards the shore with her burden.

It would be too adventurous to go on, the place was completely unfamiliar, and I didn't know what was going on under the waterfall. If the water is not deep enough, and there are some craggy stones and the like, even if Yun Fenghuang leaves Chunjia to escape by himself, under the visibility of this big night, the chance of escaping will not be much higher.

It was impossible to stop where she was, not to mention that her physical strength was already on the verge of overdraft, and the assassin behind her was down the river, afraid that it would only be a moment to catch up.

So you can only go ashore in danger.

The three consecutive kills before Yun Fenghuang put a lot of pressure on the remaining two assassins, their caution slowed down their speed, and with the cover of night, the two sides could not see each other at this time......

Yun Fenghuan's mind turned, and before going ashore, he first took off his coat and Chunjia's robe crown in the water, dived into the bottom of the water, fished out a ball of aquatic plants and silt, and threw it in the direction of the waterfall!

Judging from the fact that the mass of what appeared to be a corpse lingered at the edge of the waterfall for a moment before disappearing, there should be a raised stone or something there, which was easy to hang on to a large piece, so she chose the force and direction of the throwing as much as possible, so the robe was also hung there for a moment before the turbulent water rushed down.

But......

As Yun Fenghuang expected, the ice silk woven by ice silk seems to be a condensed moonlight in the flowing water under the moonlight, which is steadily hooked by the stones at the bottom of the water, and with the flow of water, it is like a water weed, as if indicating the direction under the waterfall.

"But the blessings of the Wanggong Xiang clan are not exhausted." Yun Fenghuang bit the tip of his tongue to refresh himself, grabbed the emperor, and tried to go ashore quietly without damaging the grass and trees along the coast.

As soon as I came up from the water, I felt a wave of dizziness, followed by a tremendous feeling of weakness, detachment, and indescribable exhaustion.

Her eyes were dark for a while, and her feet were weak, and if she hadn't held on to the branch next to her in time, she would have almost fallen headlong.

And the emperor, who was originally held by her, fell directly to the ground.

Not long after the relaxation, the dizziness in Yun Fenghuang's mind had not disappeared, and he had already forcibly pulled up the emperor, and walked upstream with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Because she didn't know if the suspicious array she had set up in a hurry would be effective, she didn't dare to go too far from the water.

After all, after leaving the river beside him, Yun Fenghuang had no chance of winning.

It's just that she still overestimated her current state - she only walked out for a hundred steps, and a rapid palpitation made her have to stop, temporarily find a bush to hide for herself and the emperor, and sit down to recover her strength.

At this time, there was no way to pay attention to it, both of them lost too much body temperature in the river water, Yun Fenghuang held the emperor in his arms to warm each other, and the coldness of the tentacles made her subconsciously have some very bad memories.

For example, Xie Feng's corpse after soaking in the pig cage.

According to the rules, this kind of person who is cleaned up is going to die without a place to be buried, that is, he can't be buried normally, so he has to be buried

Their bodies sank to the bottom of the water, devoured by fish and insects, as a punishment and a warning to the world.

The climate in the north is cold, Xie Fengwei was immersed in the pig cage is a thing at the beginning of spring, the water is cold and biting, if there is no accident, she will stay in that remote pond for a long, long time.

Yun Fenghuan went to see her every once in a while.

The shark skin water was made for her by Xie Fengfeng before her death, using the best materials, and it looks like her own skin when it is attached to her body. At first, she was able to dive smoothly by holding on to a rock, but after watching through the pig cage for a short time, she had to surface.

It was probably because the water was too cold that the potential was stimulated, and after a few times, he was very proficient, and he could stay underwater for a while, and even try to break open the pig cage and touch Xie Fengqi's cheek.

Just like when the sisters were in the boudoir when they were young, every time Xie Fengfu made a dress for her, combed her hair in a bun, and pulled it in front of her, he would smile and touch her cheek.

At that time, this sister's hands were soft and warm.

It's not as cold and stiff as it is when you're underwater, and it's lifeless.

And Chunjia is not dead yet, not long after leaning together with Yun Fenghuang, he gradually warmed up.

It's even a little too warm.

Yun Fenghuang noticed it, reached out and touched his forehead, and unexpectedly found that he was hot.

If this situation continues to be launched, the emperor probably won't be able to survive, right?

But then again, if she is forced into the water again, she may not be able to float herself.

…… No matter how you look at it, it's the end of the road.

Yun Fenghuan calmed down instead.

Half an hour later, the Assassins found a concubine under a tree by the water, wearing a mid-coat and with long hair scattered.

No one spoke, and without the slightest hesitation, one person slashed at the neck, pointing directly at Yun Fenghuang's neck, and the other showed a delicate crossbow arrow in his backhand, while wandering around the formation in the distance, he kept an eye on whether there were any traps around.

After all, the loss in the river a moment ago had taught them enough lessons, and they no longer dared to look at this delicate palace concubine with the attitude of looking at ordinary women.

Yun Fenghuan sat under the tree, closed his eyes, seemed to be unconscious and seemed to be asleep, but at the moment when the blade was about to arrive, he suddenly rolled out, avoiding the mortal blow!

It's just that this almost exhausted her strength, so that she fell to the ground, and one arm failed to support herself.

Therefore, in the next moment, the cold and piercing blade had already pressed against her throat, and the assassin's face could not be seen under the cover of the face towel, and only a hoarse voice asked without any emotion: "Where is Your Majesty?" ”

"On the other side." Yun Fenghuang's crisp answer made the two of them stunned, and then without waiting for them to make a move, he said, "It could also be in the river, it could be near here, or it could be in the opposite direction of the place you came after...... More likely to be near where you first discovered us...... Guess what? ”

The blade instantly cut into the skin, cutting an inch-long cut on the whitened side of the neck blistered by the river, and the warm blood slid down, and the assassin's voice was low: "Niang Niang is precious and noble, I guess I don't want to understand the methods of lowly people like us!" ”

Yun Fenghuang smiled and opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to answer something

, who knew that when the two assassins were listening intently, they suddenly slammed into the edge!

They are right, she grew up in fine clothes and jade food, and she basically can't bear to be tortured, even if she can eat it, she can't survive left and right, why should she suffer from this?

In fact, as early as when she quietly dived into the water to see Xie Fengqi, she felt that life seemed very boring.

It's just that there was still Qi Jiulu at that time.

and Jiang's trembling hugging her, asking her to promise not to go to see Xie Fengfeng again, crying heartbreakingly, "For the mother, you are a daughter."

There is also a letter from her aunt Xie who swore that Dijing was different from the Northland, and she would regret her promise if she didn't come to see it.

So she drove Qi Jiulu away on the Peacock Slope and went to the imperial capital according to the family's arrangement.

She worked hard to get used to sending people under the fence, trying hard to cover up her nature, trying hard to reconcile the relationship between her aunt and her cousins-in-law, trying to get praise from anyone, trying hard to lower her figure to please Yun Qingman, trying hard to integrate into the new circle, and trying hard to accept someone other than Qi Jiulu as her husband......

Although he privately thought that the candidates recommended by the Xie family were actually inferior to Qi Jiulu, although every time he thought of Qi Jiulu, he thought of the northland where it was difficult to go back, and he thought of the spring snow and the sisters of the same clan who were driven to the pond to watch Xie Feng's pig cage with trepidation...... And those days when she went out for various reasons, diving alone to see her sister, who would never respond to her, had indescribable pain.

But at least she is like any ordinary lady, marrying a husband and a wife who is well-mannered and has children, and lives peacefully, the Jiang family will rest assured, and the Xie family can also breathe a sigh of relief.

is a mediocre world, what qualifications do you have to ask for everything to go well?

At that time, Yun Fenghuang thought that since it was impossible to be perfect, he could comfort his relatives, and it would probably be considered that the Xie family did not raise her in vain.

She's come to terms with the change.

But she didn't expect fate to treat her too much.

From the day he heard the news of entering the palace, Yun Fenghuang felt that he was afraid that he would not have a life to die in his life.

She has compromised so much that she has almost become herself, but she still can't escape the providence of God.

So why should you continue to wronged yourself?

The former dynasty and the harem are all rumored to have a profound mind and skill of the new palace concubine, in fact, as long as Yun Fenghuan knows it, what she said to Nian Xuan is the truth - she really doesn't want to live anymore.

The sudden and painful arrival of the calamity is followed by the unpredictability that cannot be changed by hard work, and then ...... After that, Yun Fenghuang is tired of it.

What to think about later?

It's boring right now.

In the sorrow of this moment, I can't think of the happiness in the future, and I don't want to think about it, I just want to say goodbye to this life, life after life, don't see each other again, don't want to meet again.

It's just that Yun Fenghuang really has no sympathy for people who will die, what she thinks is that the palace does not plan to live a long life, so before the palace really finishes herself, who makes the palace unhappy, and who makes the palace doubly double and multiply the unhappiness of ten times and a hundred times!

And tonight's chase and counter

Killing, and finally being cornered, re-energized the quiet tiredness and decadence that she had concealed these days.

"No matter how tired Chunjia is of this palace, for the sake of fame, I expect to give the Xie family some compensation?" Yun Fenghuan looked at the sharp edge that was about to cut his throat, and thought calmly, "And after Qi Jiulu knows about my death, he will never let Chao Jingyou go...... In this way, there are no regrets. ”

Her mother, Jiang, should experience heart-wrenching grief again, but her nieces have also grown up.

Of course, granddaughters don't have daughters, but the Jiang family still has sons.

Her siblings are all filial and will inevitably find ways to comfort the Jiang family...... Maybe the pain of losing a daughter one after another is not something that can be solved by the comfort of the sons, but time is like flowing water, and no matter how deep the wound is, there will be a day when it will scab.

After that, even if I thought about it every time, it still hurt to the bone marrow, and the blood and pus had stopped.

That's affordable.

In the end, a hundred years of life is just a hurried meeting with this life, what love and hatred can be immortal?

The blade was coming, but there was only relief and relief on her face.

——At this moment, like the moonlight shining in the dim forest, a little cold light was like a star lit up, and at the same time, two muffled snorts sounded almost at the same time!

As soon as Yun Fenghuang fell into the air, she was stunned and subconsciously followed the prestige, and saw a figure wearing only a middle coat like her quietly walked out of the dim forest.

The leafy branches above his head happened to leak a piece, and a frosty moonlight fell, which illuminated his countenance.

Chunjia's face was pale, even his lips were bloodless, and his eyebrows dragged out a thick shadow under the moon, and his starry eyes became brighter, bright and sharp, like a sword out of the sheath, with a sharp edge that was completely different from usual.

He held a thin sword from nowhere, the tip of the sword was ticking, as if the dew of the third watch was slipping, and the bloody aura around him quickly faded under the blowing of the night wind and flowing water.

She looked at him, and he looked at her.

(End of chapter)