6. Never let go

The sunset on the horizon has also lost its last color, and the sky is getting darker and darker.

Strange noises began to sound all around, like the wails of some kind of animal. Xiangbao sat on the ground and curled herself up as much as she could, as if that were the case, and she was safe, not alone, not afraid.

The night owl screamed one by one, and Xiangbao was terrified. Pulling off the hairpin on her head and holding it in her hand, she was a little relieved, the wounds on her body were painful, and the sticky cold sweat was crawling like ants on her body. Tensing every nerve in her body, Xiangbao bit her lip tightly.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly I felt something tap on her shoulder, Xiangbao trembled, and nervously stabbed the unknown danger behind her with a hairpin.

The hand holding the hairpin was caught.

"You want to assassinate the widow?" It's a laughing voice.

Xiangbao looked up and saw a hateful smile.

The husband stood in front of Xiangbao, holding Xiangbao's hand holding the hairpin in one hand, and a snow-white rabbit in the other, and he carried the rabbit's ears, and the poor rabbit was still kicking his legs.

"There's no venison to eat, so let's take a look at it first." He raised his hand and raised the rabbit in his hand, in exchange for the rabbit's more fierce struggle.

He tied the rabbit's staggering legs with a vine, and the husband threw the rabbit aside, then half-crouched down and made a fire with a dead branch. After fiddling with the fire, the husband turned and sat down beside Xiangbao, and reached out to untie her clothes.

Xiang Baose shrank back, bit her pale lip, and closed her eyes.

In the midst of the firelight, the husband could clearly see the scars on her body, most severely on the palms, elbows, and knees, as well as small scratches on her face. Reaching out to touch the bruises on her shoulders, the back of her hand suddenly felt slightly cold, the husband looked up suspiciously, Xiangbao was closing her eyes tightly, and the cool ones were her tears.

"Don't ......" Feeling her husband's hand leave her body, Xiangbao opened her eyes in horror and grabbed his hand in a panic, "Don't leave me alone......"

Seeing that the husband frowned slightly, Xiangbao couldn't care about being naked, and hurriedly hugged him: "Don't leave me here alone...... Whatever you want, don't leave me alone......"

Finally found out Xiangbao's strange appearance, the husband couldn't cry or laugh, this woman ...... Do you really think of him as a demon in the middle of lust? Just seeing that she was scared enough, her husband had to reach out and hug her: "Don't be afraid, I'm just looking at your injuries." His right hand patted her on the back, and he softened his voice and coaxed in a low voice, his attitude was the same as the two of them just now, as if he really regarded Xiangbao as a treasure in his palm.

Putting on her dress, the husband squatted on one knee in front of Xiangbao, pulled up the hem of his robe, gently wiped the blood from her hands, and then took the herb sideways, wrung out the green juice, and wiped it on her wound.

Xiangbao looked at him blankly, he had just ...... Did you help her find herbs? And what about her......

Xiangbao's pale face was dyed a touch of red, and the red became deeper and darker, until it reached the base of the ear.

"Just once." He said suddenly, his voice slightly cold.

What's just this once?

"Widows don't like to be saved by women, and they don't like to be saved by their own women." His narrow eyes narrowed slightly, "It's just this once, not the next one." If there is a next time, the widow will definitely make you regret saving me. ”

Xiangbao was slightly stunned.

"Ahhh As soon as he spoke, he looked up at the sky and complained as if it were true or false.

Xiangbao lowered her eyes, and a smile curled up at the corner of her mouth. This king, perhaps, is not so bad, not so terrible.

"Don't worry, ma'am, the widow will protect you." A certain claw spontaneously climbed onto Xiangbao's shoulder.

The corners of Xiangbao's mouth twitched, closed his eyes, and nodded in resignation.

Sitting by the fire, Xiangbao watched as the husband on the other side of the fire was skillfully cleaning up the rabbit and roasting it on the fire. After a while, the aroma filled.

"Whoa." He tore off a roasted rabbit leg and handed it to her.

Xiangbao was already so hungry that her chest was pressed against her back, and she was busy reaching out to pick it up.

"Give back your fish." The husband suddenly smiled and said.

"Oh." Xiangbao's attention was on the oily and fragrant rabbit leg, and he didn't think about it at all, and took it after answering.

"Slow down, don't choke anymore." The husband said again.

"Okay." promised, Xiang Baohu glanced at him suspiciously, why did he suddenly become such a mother-in-law?

This glance was just right in his smiling eyes. Xiangbao was startled and choked violently, she finally remembered why he said that...... It was the time when she used his sword to kill fish and grill fish, he and him...... This treacherous guy is taking revenge on her!

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......" Xiangbao coughed violently.

"Well, didn't you say it slowly?" The husband sighed sheepishly, and tore off another rabbit leg and put it in her hand, "Eat slowly, I won't rob you." ”

Seeing him smiling like a fox, Xiangbao coughed to death......

After eating, Xiang Baose sat curled up beside the fire, his mind full of snakes, insects, rats and ants. Seeing her head dozing off little by little, the husband reached out and pulled her into his arms, and Xiangbao looked up at him sleepily, dazed.

"Sleep, I'll keep watch." With a low sigh, the husband said.

He said "I", not "widow", in this dense forest, there is only him and her, there is no king of Wu, there is no strategy, there is no dispute in the world, there is no deceit, there is no step-by-step, there is no walking on thin ice, only ...... him and her.

Everything during the day was too thrilling, Xiangbao was already extremely sleepy and tired, she said "um", moved slightly, found a more comfortable position in his arms, and snuggled into a deep sleep.

From time to time there were the sounds of birds and beasts in the woods at night, and the husband raised his free hand and stirred the fire to make it burn more vigorously, and looked down at the woman in his arms, her cheek was resting comfortably against his chest, and the light of the moon covered her white jade cheeks, which was not as beautiful as a mortal.

He always knew that she was a beauty.

Just to impress him...... But not her beautiful face. Why, then, did he want her so strongly? Is it because of her stupidity when she stole dates in his royal tent? Is it because of the coquettishness when she grilled fish with his sword? Or is it because of ...... The dead eyes in her smile?

Is it because of her infatuation with makeup for another man? Or is it because she can't swim in the cold river at night waiting for the man's persistence?

Reaching out and touching the tiny scars on her face, his narrow eyes deepened.

Or maybe it was the stubborn and fearful look in her eyes when she killed, the way she tried to protect him in front of his tent......

His eyes paused slightly, and his thin lips suddenly hooked up a smile.

Yes, he loved that night, the way she tried to protect him in front of his tent, it was silly and ridiculous, but ...... It's warm.

It was obviously such a weak arm, but it tried to stand in front of him.

He leaned over, thin lips imprinted on the eyebrows of the woman in his arms. The sleeping woman didn't know what she was dreaming about, her moist lips curled slightly, she muttered, and then snuggled into his arms.

It's hard to imagine that such a delicate body can have such a strong courage. At that time, she could break into Fujiao Mountain alone for Fan Li, and he was jealous of that kind of love; And today, in the face of a bear, she stood in front of him.

"Even if I go to Huangquan, I will drag you with me." Suddenly, he slowly spoke, "When you stand in front of me, you should have such an awareness. ”

The palace was too cold, and the position above the 10,000 people was too lonely, so he didn't plan to let her go.

In the middle of the night, when Xiangbao woke up, Fucha had already leaned against the big tree, bowed his head and fell asleep. And she was quietly curled up in his arms. Because he lowered his head, Xiangbao could just see him asleep. The firewood on the side is still burning, and from time to time there is a "beep" sound, at this moment, his usually indifferent or arrogant narrow eyes are slightly closed, and even the usual arrogant humiliation is obediently sipped, as if another person.

Itchy for a moment, Xiangbao had the audacity to have the idea of mischief, she reached out and touched the corner of his lips, which was soft and slightly cold.

"Don't make a fuss." He moved his lips slightly, raised his hand to grab her restless hand and rubbed it lightly against his lips, then took her hand and placed it at his side, without opening his eyes.

His movements were light and avoided the wounds on her hands. Xiangbao was slightly stunned, and didn't dare to move anymore, but felt the slightly rough touch on his hand...... I closed my eyes and fell asleep again.

Before dawn, the husband woke up and looked down at the woman who was still sleeping in his arms. Her face flushed sickly and frowned slightly, and he reached out to probe her forehead, a little feverish. He tore off his robe and wrapped around her, and the husband stood up with her in his arms, his legs were a little numb, and he stumbled for a moment, leaning his back against the tree, and it took a while to recover.

Holding Xiangbao, the husband followed the path of finding herbs last night to find his way out, and walked back and forth several times, all in the same place.

"Xiangbao! Xiangbao ......" A slightly hoarse voice came from afar, breaking the silence of the early morning.

It's Fan Li.

The woman in her arms coughed lightly, moved, and opened her eyes blankly: "Who is calling me?" ”

"No one." There was a deep depth in the narrow eyes, and the husband hugged the woman in his arms tighter, bowed his head and coaxed lightly.

"Hmm......" frowned a little uncomfortably, and Xiangbao buried his head in his arms again.

But it was because of that voice that the husband found the way out. The woman in his arms, apparently ill, galloped along the forest path and stopped when he saw a dead horse in the forest.

If the horse is hit by an arrow in the leg, the arrow should be quenched with poison before it will be fatal. But in such a place, who would poison a horse? The owner of the arrow wants to kill the man on the horse. The husband paused, and followed the hoof prints left by the horse, and walked no more than thirty paces, and there were pools of blood. Next to the bloodstains, there were many messy and deliberate horseshoe prints, mixed with deer hoof prints, but those messy footprints suddenly disappeared in the bloodstains.

The husband looked down at the sick woman in his arms, remembering that she appeared in front of him so embarrassed yesterday, and a chill flashed in his dark eyes.

Who designed to kill her? Wu Zixu, the old minister who regarded her as a demon concubine of the country? The black-clothed assassin on the Suzhou River didn't kill her, and now, he couldn't hold it anymore and attacked again?

"King!" Wu Feng's voice sounded behind him, with surprise.

Fucha slowly turned around and looked at him.

The general, who had been searching in the dense forest all night, suddenly felt a chill rise in his heart when he saw the murderous look on King Wu's face, and he fell to his knees with weakness. The soldiers behind him fell to their knees, lest the moody king punish them.

"I'm tired of General Wu, so I don't need to be polite." Fucha said lightly.

Holding the reins of the horse in one hand and enclosing the incense treasure in his arms with the other, the husband slowly walked out of the dense forest, and Wu Feng led everyone to follow him. The path in the dense forest was rugged, and the woman in her arms coughed lightly from time to time, and the husband frowned slightly, and the chill in his eyes was even stronger.

"Deer!" The entourage behind him snorted softly.

The husband's eyes were like swords, and he looked back. Twenty meters away, an elk was drinking from the mountain spring with its head down, unaware of the danger.

With a slight pursing of his thin lips, he silently took out his bow and arrow from the quiver on the side of his mount, narrowed his eyes slightly, drew the string with his bow, and pointed the sharp and cold arrow straight at the drinking elk.

As if sensing a strong killing intent, the alert elk glanced back, turned around and ran away. The husband did not move, but with the elk's running, he turned the arrow in a slight direction, held the bow in his left hand, slowly released his right hand, and the bowstring trembled violently, making a soft sound in the air......

The woman in her arms was still coughing softly, her eyes slightly closed, and the sharp and cold arrow had already left the string.

Twenty meters away, the running elk fell, and the arrow pierced through its abdomen.

The husband glanced at the elk lying on the ground twitching slightly, handed the bow and arrow to the attendant beside him, slightly clamped the horse's belly, turned the horse, and continued to walk out of the dense forest.

Someone stepped forward and threw the bloody elk on the horse's back, leaving only specks of blood on the ground.

"King!" As soon as he stepped out of the dense forest, he saw Yun Ji hurriedly greet him, with a faint flash of water in her eyes, full of worry and pity.

Xiangbao wrinkled and woke up, only to feel dizzy. The raised hand was held in another pair of large palms, and Xiangbao looked up in surprise and saw a pair of dark eyes.

"There are wounds on my hands." As he spoke, the husband carefully avoided the wound on Xiangbao's knee and jumped off the horse with her in his arms.

"The king......" Yun Ji stepped forward.

Fu Xiangbao stood firm, and the husband turned around and hugged Yun Ji into his arms: "There is Concubine Lao Ai worried, and everything is fine for the widow." Smiling, he reached out and gently stroked Yun Ji's fair cheek, as if he hadn't snubbed her just now.

Xiangbao stood in place, looking at Yun Ji complaining about the pain of worry with an aggrieved face, and couldn't help but turn his head to look at Wu Feng behind him, he led the horse expressionlessly, but in his eyes, there seemed to be deep pain, the woman he loved was smiling in the arms of other men, how could he not be in pain?

Feeling Xiangbao's gaze, Wu Feng was startled and lowered his head to avoid it. Xiangbao thought, the traps in the dense forest failed to kill her, was he disappointed? It is said that the scourge will last for thousands of years, how can she die so easily?

The husband comforted Yun Ji absentmindedly, and even the prepared breakfast was useless, so he ordered to go back to the palace directly.

Sitting on the horse, Xiangbao felt that everything in front of him was spinning, cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and his heartbeat seemed to be a little abnormal. The cold and sweaty back suddenly warmed, Xiangbao turned around, and saw that her husband also jumped on the horse and rode with her.

"Bear with me, I'll be back to the palace soon." The husband lowered his head to wipe away the beads of sweat from her forehead.

Xiangbao's face turned pale and nodded obediently, but he couldn't help but raise his hand slightly against his chest, only to feel the "buzzing" in his ears.

It was dark in front of her, and she was completely unconscious.

"Mother! Mother! In my ears, there was a small voice, crying in panic.

"Mother, wake up......"

"Don't die, mother...... Don't leave Si Xiang alone again......"

Xiangbao opened his eyes with some difficulty, and his eyes were foggy, and he blinked his dry eyes, and then he saw the little man lying in front of the couch.

"Division...... Fragrant? Her voice was hoarse.

Seeing that his eyes were as red as rabbits, Xiangbao raised his hand to caress his head and smiled hard: "How can you die so easily?" ”

The chapped lips were ripped out because of that smile, and the red blood beads slowly oozed out. With this raise of her hand, she realized that her hand was wrapped and her movements were not very flexible.

"Don't laugh! Don't laugh! Si Xiang jumped up and hurriedly turned around, "Come on, bring water!" ”

Zi Ruo trembled and held the water, and Si Xiang took the water and wiped it on her chapped lips with her small hand. Wiping and wiping, his tears fell again.

Easing the lines of his face, Xiangbao smiled and reached out to gently pinch his almost cute little face, and his hand moved, slightly painful.

"It's useless, isn't it just hunting, how did you come back like this......" he muttered crying.

Xiangbao laughed.

"Don't laugh!"

Xiangbao reached out and took it out of his arms, only to find that his clothes had been changed, and he was slightly surprised.

"Looking for what?" Si Xiang twitched her little nose and said sullenly.

"A stone."

"This?" Si Xiang took out a colored stone from his sleeve.

"Hmm." Xiangbao took it, "Do you like it?" ”

"It's just a stone." Si Xiang muttered, but her eyes kept staring at the colored stone.

Xiangbao smiled and put the colorful little stone into his small palm: "Gift." ”

Si Xiang was slightly stunned, spread out his palm, looked at the beautiful little stone in his palm, and then made a small face, withdrew his small fist, and carefully took the stone into his arms.

As soon as Xiangbao woke up, Yue Nu was ordered to come to the doctor.

"Does my heart hurt?" After a while, she looked up at Xiangbao.

Xiangbao was slightly stunned and nodded.

"If the knot in my heart is not removed, I am afraid that the heart disease will never be cured." Yue Nu looked at Xiangbao fixedly.

Xiangbao was silent with his head sideways, and his heart was knotted? She has too many knots in her heart, which one should she untie? Fan Li's inaction made her have to bear a name that does not belong to her, that night the snow covered the mountain, her fear of life and death under the cliff, and ...... Sister's death.

And also...... Weiqin.

"Wei Qin, he went to Yueguo, and the king sent him to supervise the country." Yue Nu suddenly spoke.

Xiangbao was slightly stunned, went to the country of Yue to supervise the country? After thinking about it carefully, it became clear that he was originally a swordsman with a poor husband. No wonder I haven't seen him for so long.

"He is very worried about you, and he wants me to take good care of you before leaving." Yue Nu said unhurriedly, but there was a hint of hostility in her eyes.

Xiangbao could only smile bitterly.

After taking the medicine of Yue Nu, her body was much lighter, and Xiangbao lay on the couch in a groggy place for an afternoon, sweating, which made her more comfortable.

When it was almost evening, the door was gently pushed open, and Xiangbao looked sideways to see that it was Si Xiang.

"Get up."

Xiangbao turned sideways slightly, lazily not wanting to move.

"The dinner is about to begin." He urged.

"Dinner?" Xiangbao got up to look at him a little helplessly.

"Those women are all dressed up, but you still look like this, it's really uncompromising!" Si Xiang's face hated iron, but not steel.

Xiangbao's eyes widened: "Huh? ”

"Don't worry, with me, I won't let my father be snatched away by other women!" Si Xiang patted her little chest angrily, "I'll help you." ”

Xiangbao closed her eyes and stroked her forehead weakly. What a headache......

"Shih Tzu." A voice sounded abruptly, soft but cold.

Yun Ji! Xiangbao opened his eyes suddenly, and the sleepy insect disappeared without a trace. There is no need to guess, it must have been Ziruo who let her in, so she would enter the realm of no one in this Drunken Moon Pavilion, and break in without passing the word, so fearless.

Helpless, although she didn't want to move, she still got up from the couch.

Xiangbao couldn't figure out her intentions for a while, she wouldn't be stupid enough to come to the Drunken Moon Pavilion to kill people in person.

"You're here too?" Seeing Si Xiang, Yun Ji was a little surprised.

When Si Xiang saw Yun Ji, she unconsciously took a step back, then straightened her back and stood in front of Xiangbao.

Seeing the little Si Xiang blocking her in front of her as a protector, Xiang Bao was a little moved, just looking at his expression just now, presumably this Yun Ji was different from ordinary concubines to Si Xiang, otherwise Si Xiang would not be so jealous of her.

Seeing Si Xiang blocking in front of her, Yun Ji said a little incredulously: "Heh, it's really a strange thing, I heard that you recognized a Yue captive as a mother, I didn't believe it at first, but it turned out to be true." ”

Heard? Listen to whom? Xiangbao looked at Ziruo who was standing aside, and she lowered her head a little weakly.

"You are not allowed to talk about her!" Si Xiang clenched her small fists and roared.

"I was originally a captive, but I am afraid that people will not be able to say it?" Yun Ji sneered, "The child of the dead mother is really pitiful, how can you recognize a mother casually?" If you were willing to recognize me as a mother, you wouldn't have to suffer so much, and the king wouldn't have almost forgotten to have your son. ”

Forgot to have his son? Xiangbao felt a pain in his heart, and saw that Si Xiang's little face turned slightly pale.

"Even if I recognize a poisonous snake as a mother, I won't recognize you as a poisonous woman!" Si Xiang's pale lips trembled slightly, and she said something completely inconsistent with her age.

"Hmph, follow this Yue captive, your fate will not be much better than your own mother!" Yun Ji cursed viciously.

"Heh, my father doesn't know how much he loves my mother, you're jealous, aren't you?" The corners of his pale lips stubbornly curved into a smile, and Si Xiang turned around and took Xiangbao's hand, demonstrating in general.

"Pain? As far as I know, the king has never spent the night in the Drunken Moon Pavilion, and he has never pampered this captive! Yun Ji sneered.

Pampered? The corners of Xiangbao's mouth twitched slightly, so forget it.

Si Xiang was stunned, and there was no blood on her little face. Xiangbao glanced at Si Xiang, stepped forward, and pulled the child who was blocking her into her arms: "What nonsense are you talking about, Si Xiang is my biological child." ”

Si Xiang stiffened slightly.

"Hah, are you crazy?" Yun Ji laughed.

"This is what the king told me after I lost my memory." Xiangbao said lightly.

She knows what strikes people the most. Sure enough, Yun Ji paused abruptly and glared at Xiangbao fiercely, as if there was fire in her eyes.

"Look at it, my mother will definitely get all the favor of my father, let you, a poisonous woman, taste the taste of being left out!" The incense is added to the fire.

"Good! I'm waiting! Yun Ji gritted her teeth in anger and brushed her sleeves away.

Xiangbao raised his hand to stroke his forehead with a little headache, oh my God, is he helping her write a war letter? Does he think she's too idle, or is she too long? Suddenly feeling the little hand in his palm trembling slightly, Xiangbao looked down at him, but saw that his face was as pale as snow, and his forehead was oozing with beads of sweat.

He's afraid?

"My mother...... She poisoned her to death......" He lowered his head, Xiangbao couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, only heard his voice slightly crying.

Bending down, Xiangbao raised her hand with some pity to wipe the beads of sweat from his forehead and the tears on his face.

"Mother, you will definitely get the favor of your father, right?" He took Xiangbao's hand, his eyes full of hope.

Belch? Xiangbao looked at him with a headache for a long time, but suddenly found that he couldn't refuse him. Finally, Xiangbao gritted her teeth and nodded. Sometimes, white lies are necessary, right?