Fourth, there is no danger

Instead of staying outside, Xiang Bao walked to the bedroom. Zheng Dan was sitting in the room, and was slightly stunned when he saw Xiangbao coming in, with tears in his eyes, and then turned his head away, still sitting aside, and ignored Xiangbao.

A charcoal fire burned in the copper stove next to the couch. Xiangbao looked at the husband who was lying on the couch, his face seemed to be even more gray, his face was even paler against the white single clothes, and even his long hair, which had always been flamboyant, was obediently covered on the pillow.

Standing on the side and looking at him for a long time, Xiangbao reached out and took the robe from the shelf beside the couch. Caressing the bright yellow robe, Xiangbao was slightly distracted. Although she gritted her teeth with hatred for his flamboyant and domineering appearance in the past, and was so angry that she couldn't speak, but now for some reason, she actually missed his arrogant appearance, and she didn't like his obedient and harmless appearance at all.

"Madam, do you want to ...... your injury" Ziruo reminded in a low voice.

Xiangbao looked down at his embarrassed appearance and shook his head.

"If the king wakes up and sees you, he will be annoyed." Ziruo persuaded again.

Xiangbao thought about it, followed Ziruo into the room to change clothes, and when she came out again, Zheng Dan was no longer there.

"Ziruo, what time is it?"

"Chenshi." Ziruo replied.

Xiangbao didn't make a sound, just sat down on the edge of the couch, supported her chin with one hand, and looked at her sleeping husband in a daze. If Gou Jian hadn't changed his mind, if the husband had died...... Just thinking about it like this, Xiangbao felt a dull pain in his heart, and the feeling spread little by little, and then the pain was irrepressible......

"What time is it?" After sitting for a long time, Xiangbao asked again.

"Noon." Ziruo replied.

Before you know it, it's noon. Gou Jian hasn't come yet......

Xiangbao looked at the husband lying on the couch steadily, and couldn't help but slowly stretch out his left hand, and his injured shoulder was pulled and it hurt. She touched his hand at his side, and it was clear that there was a charcoal fire burning in the copper furnace, but his hand was still so cold, so cold...... As if there was no longer life, her heart trembled violently, and she subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand.

The cold, weak hand moved slightly, covering the back of her hand. Feeling the imperceptible warmth in his palm, Xiangbao calmed down a little.

His long narrow eyes slowly opened, and he looked at Xiangbao steadily. Xiangbao couldn't bear to look away, so she had to look at him like that.

"You're crying." He smiled, just that smile on his pale and cold face, which seemed so out of place.

Xiangbao lowered her eyes, raised her free right hand and wiped the corners of her eyes, and it was really a little wet. Pursing the corners of his mouth, but his eyes were still astringent, Xiangbao muttered: "You are so happy to see me crying?" ”

He tugged at the corners of his lips, and was about to say something, but suddenly he coughed violently, and black blood overflowed from the corners of his pale lips, which was shocking.

His heart suddenly tightened, and Xiangbao hurriedly stepped forward to help him up in a little panic: "Ziruo, quickly bring water!" ”

Taking the water from Ziruo, Xiangbao carefully wiped the black blood from the corner of his lips and handed the water to his lips. The husband looked at her with some incomprehension, and rinsed his mouth with her hand, and was indescribably obedient.

After a while, Xiangbao realized that he was leaning on her arms loudly, looking weak, rubbing oil and eating tofu to his heart's content. The corners of Xiangbao's mouth twitched slightly, is this considered a peony flower to die, and it is also a ghost to be romantic?

The sun sank little by little, and even the heart with Xiangbao sank little by little, and the sky gradually darkened, but Gou Jian still did not appear. She looked down at Fucha, he was still leaning on her arms, his narrow eyes looked at her without blinking, and Fucha, who was so tall, leaned on the arms of Xiangbao, who was a little too "small and exquisite", that kind of picture, how weird it was, how weird it was.

"What are you looking at me for? Let's get some more sleep. Xiangbao muttered lowly.

"What should I do if I can't wake up from my sleep?" He looked at Xiangbao and reached out to touch her cheek with some difficulty, "Besides...... The widow also wants to see more of his wife......"

Knowing that he was doing this on purpose, Xiangbao's eyes were still a little blurred uncontrollably. The pain and panic in her heart made her not know what to do, Xiangbao gritted her teeth and slapped his hand, and stood up: "You are very proud to see that I am uncomfortable, aren't you?" Holding back the urge to cry, Xiangbao glared at him fiercely, "I admit that I'm finished, you're very proud, aren't you?" I'll cry when you're dead, it'll hurt, you're proud, aren't you?! ”

His mind went blank, Xiangbao yelled, his emotions were out of control, and he almost collapsed.

The husband was slightly stunned, and then pulled his lips apart: "Well, I'm very proud." ”

Xiangbao froze, biting her slightly pale lip, she stood a little embarrassed for a while, then turned around and walked out of the room. What the hell is she talking about? Standing at the door of the room, Xiangbao raised his right hand and stroked his face in a daze, his mind blank.

"Ma'am?" Ziruo followed worriedly.

Xiangbao didn't answer her, just looked up at the outside of the house, "What time is it?" ”

"Shen Shi." Ziruo replied.

Xiangbao bit her lip lightly, it's already this time, Gou Jian hasn't come yet......

Zheng Dan had been standing in the corridor outside the door, holding a strand of black hair in his hand, not knowing what he was thinking. It wasn't until the sun began to sink in the west that she suddenly woke up and walked out of the Drunken Moon Pavilion quickly. When she walked to the gate, she subconsciously looked up at the human head hanging on the plaque, which was bloody and terrifying.

Out of the Drunken Moon Pavilion, she walked north through several extremely luxurious corridors and walked into a small path. Probably because of the snow, the path is a little muddy, and there are some bamboos planted on both sides of the road, which make a "rustling" sound with the wind.

In front of me is a rather hidden dwelling, with a bit of a bleak smell. The shoes on his feet were already stained with the smell of dirt, and they were a little damp, Zheng Dan clenched the strand of black hair in his hand, and his feet became more and more urgent.

The humid air has a slight hint of wine, crisp and fragrant. After walking for a short time, I faintly heard the sound of a sword cutting through the wind, with femininity in the strength. Zheng Dan stopped at this time, and saw that Yue Nu slowly put the sword back into its sheath, and turned around, with a heroic posture.

Zheng Dan looked behind Yue Nu, among a few bamboos, there were many unknown flowers and plants, in this cold winter, red and pink, vibrant, indescribable and extraordinary, but extremely weird.

A gust of wind swept by, and the intoxicating aroma of wine came to the nostrils.

"What kind of flowers are these?" Zheng Dan asked.

"Drunken beauty." Yue Nu said lightly.

"Where's the antidote?" Looking at Yue Nu, Zheng Dan suddenly spoke.

"I don't understand what you're talking about."

"When you deliberately knocked over the medicine bottle in the Drunken Moon Pavilion, I happened to see it clearly outside the door, and I only took pity on Linglong's innocent and tragic death, so ......" There was a faint ridicule in his eyes, and Zheng Dan's voice was slightly deep, "The king's antidote, give it to me." ”

Yue Nu looked at Zheng Dan fixedly, and suddenly laughed: "What's wrong with you?" If the husband dies, your mission will be completed. Still is...... Have you forgotten about the country and your mission? ”

"Yue Guo? Mission? Zheng Dan sneered, "Don't say such ridiculous words, Linglong's head is still hanging on the Drunken Moon Pavilion." ”

"It is your duty to sacrifice for your country." Yue Nu said, "In the battle of Li back then, if it weren't for Fan Li and Wen Chong's conspiracy, if it weren't for the hundreds of death row prisoners who killed themselves in front of the Wu army, Yue Guo would have died a long time ago." Death row prisoners can still be like this, you don't understand the truth of protecting the country? ”

"Protector? Hehe, I just don't want to die like everyone else. ”

"What do you mean by that?"

"On that day, we went out of the palace to worship Sicha and Autumn Painting, but we were assassinated in the cemetery, don't tell me you don't know who did it!"

Yue Nu looked at Zheng Dan lightly and did not speak.

"We entered Wu with the ideal of recovering the country, and we are ready to sacrifice for the country, but this does not mean that we are willing to become ignorant and unconscious pawns! They were assassinated while worshipping their sisters, and they didn't even understand why they died there! They were cautious everywhere in the Wu Palace, lest they fall into the trap, but they didn't expect to beware of arrows from behind! They probably won't believe that they died at the hands of the Yue people until they die! Zheng Dan roared, his fair cheeks dyed crimson with excitement.

"Their death is also for the fulfillment of the Yue Kingdom. Wu Zixu is a stumbling block for us, and we will not let go of any possibility that can provoke contradictions between him and Fucha. ”

"Just to frame Wu Zixu? Just to convince the husband that it was Wu Zixu's hand? Zheng Dan sneered, "Maybe, maybe you have succeeded in planting the seeds of doubt in Fucha's heart, but I have figured it out a little." ”

"What?"

"All of us entered Wu just to be sacrificed, but that fake Xi Shi is the center of the beauty scheme, isn't it?"

Yue Nu looked at Zheng Dan fixedly, and suddenly said, "Should you fall in love with someone you shouldn't love?" ”

"I just want to live." Zheng Dan eased his emotions and said, "That day in the cemetery, between life and death, I hid behind the tombstone and watched the sisters who entered Wu together suffer sharp arrows through their hearts, but ...... I actually saw Shi Lian among those killers hiding in the shadows! Just because he saw him, the king actually sent Shi Lian to sneak into the Wu Palace to kill me! If my husband dies, I will surely die, right? ”

In the sky, the remnant sun was like blood.

"I don't have time to talk to you, give me the antidote!" Zheng Dan couldn't hold his breath anymore. It's getting late, and if it drags on any longer, the husband will die.

Yue Nu smiled, ignored Zheng Dan, and just looked up at the sky.

Zheng Dan was about to speak, but Yue Nu opened her mouth first.

"It's time." Yue Nu said with a smile.

"What do you mean?" Zheng Dan's heart sank suddenly.

"The time of the day ......" Yue Nu chuckled, but there was not the slightest smile in her eyes, "It's already here." ”

His body froze suddenly, and Zheng Dan suddenly raised his head: "You ......"

"It seems that you are really worried about your husband...... "Yue Nu smiled and said lightly.

Zheng Dan gritted his teeth, not wanting to entangle with her any more, and turned around to go back to the Drunken Moon Pavilion. Yue Nu stepped forward and grabbed her arm, probably because of her long-term martial arts practice, Zheng Dan couldn't break free.

"You know too much." Yue Nu's voice was a little cold.

"You want to kill me?" Zheng Dan narrowed his eyes and chuckled, "Do you think I'm going to come to you alone without preparing anything?" ”

Yue Nu frowned, and finally let go. Zheng Dan didn't pay any attention to her, turned around and ran towards the Drunken Moon Pavilion.

Outside the hallway, there was a withered yellow leaf on the bare branches, and a gust of wind blew through it, sweeping it away. Xiangbao watched steadily as it floated past her eyes, fluttering in the wind, spinning, falling to the ground, and returning to dead silence. Xiangbao's heart seems to have experienced a cycle of life with the fallen leaves, dancing lightly...... Then there was silence.

It's a deep winter, so cold.

"Madam, why don't you go back and see the king?" Behind him, Ziruo said softly.

Xiangbao shook her head, she didn't dare to go back. It wasn't until the last rays of the sunset on the horizon were swallowed up by darkness that Xiangbao turned around and hurriedly walked back to the Drunken Moon Pavilion. One-step, two-step, three-step......

Xiangbao heard his own heartbeat, so clearly. She began to regret in her heart, regretting that she had not been with him before......

And if he is ......

Just thinking about it makes my heart hurt.

Standing outside the door, Xiangbao took a lot of effort before he stepped into the room, and then ...... She saw her husband's eyes, those long, narrow eyes, looking at her.

He sat half-reclining on the couch. Under the bed, it is a kneeling Goujian.

"King, today Gou Jian can taste the king's dung, and he will definitely eat the king's heart every day!" Wu Zixu's stubborn voice clearly reached Xiangbao's ears.

Xiangbao's mind was blank for a moment, and when she heard this, she only understood one thing...... Hook him, still come. She subconsciously looked at Gou Jian, who was kneeling on the ground, but he just humbly lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly.

Husband ...... It's okay.

The nerves that had been tense finally relaxed, and Xiangbao leaned against the door, only to feel that his whole body was weak, and he had no strength to stand at all.

Wu Zixu was still in the back of his ear, and the husband just looked at Xiangbao without blinking his eyes.

"The king ......" saw that his husband was deaf, and Wu Zixu was angry.

The husband suddenly got up slowly, ignored the maid beside him who wanted to clothe him, and stood up amid the screams of the crowd. Xiangbao watched him walk towards her in a daze, his steps were still a little shaky, the poison had eroded his body, and he must be very weak now.

He walked up to her and stood still. Xiangbao looked up at him in a daze, his pale and sick cheeks, but his dark eyes were unusually bright. His somewhat cold hand ran over her cheek, and then ...... Wet tears on her face were on his hands. He withdrew his hand and looked at his palm with some dazedness, his hand ...... Holding her tears.

In front of everyone's eyes, the husband stretched out his hand and hugged Xiangbao into his arms. Xiangbao didn't struggle, buried in his arms, tears pouring down.

When Zheng Dan rushed into the door, she happened to see this scene, she clenched the strand of black hair in her hand, turned around and retreated.