Chapter 35 Fatigue driving, if you don't drive, you won't die
"Bell", the key passed through the lock, the sound of the chain falling, "creak", the carriage door opened, and the light from the outside shone into the car, He Yan's original dim light in her eyes instantly became vibrant, after all, no one could bear to stay in a cage for a few days, this light made her happy.
"Get off, get off!" The coachman's eyes were blank, his spirit was sluggish, and he was dimmed by several days of hurrying, and his tone was extremely tired, and he just wanted to finish this task quickly and go home early to rest.
He Yan patted Qingqing, wanting her to sober up. But the coachman was already impatient, and when he looked closely, his eyes were full of red bloodshots, and he was really like a bloodthirsty wolf in a hurry, and there was no human touch at all, "Hurry up, hurry up!" ”
He even took out the horsewhip, and with a "snap", he threw up the horsewhip and slapped the carriage, only a little bit to rebound to He Yan, so frightened that she shrank inside, and could only shake Qingqing awake instead, only sighing in her heart that this woman's sleeping skills were invincible!
The woman finally woke up, she raised her head, and found that she was in He Yan's arms again, she seemed to be used to it, she was a woman anyway, so she didn't have to worry about anything anymore.
She didn't notice the gaze behind her, she only felt that He Yan's arms were really warm, sleepy all the time, and she wanted to fall asleep again in a groggy state, and then she really lowered her head again, and continued to sleep with her head down.
He Yan thought that the woman would notice her in her arms and would panic away from her as she had done the previous times. She didn't expect that this time she would continue to sleep.
In fact, she didn't know why the woman was in her arms every time, she only remembered that she had a habit of grabbing things to sleep, so whether she ran into her arms or caught her herself. She doesn't know this, but she still wants her face, and she can only feel that she is giving her a hug!
She shook the woman desperately, the woman's eyebrows frowned slightly, her eyelids moved, she just didn't want to open her eyes, and she looked impatient.
Suddenly, she felt a chill in her back, the chill of the whip whipping the carriage. She was agitated and sobered, and then she heard clearly, "Get out of the car quickly!" ”
At this time, she noticed the irritability on the coachman's face, and the horsewhip in her hand still had residual power, she got up and separated from He Yan, and then the two of them carefully avoided the coachman's eyes, and the pace was steady and accelerated, just afraid that the whip would hit them in the next second.
After all, the coachman didn't look very good, in contrast to the previous appearance of worrying about their injuries, he only felt that the most important thing for him now was to rest, and there was nothing else to think about, so it was possible to swing the whip on them!
When they came to the carriage, they saw a young girl come up with something like a small stool in her hand, and she placed it beside the carriage, and whispered, "Please get out of the carriage!" ”
He Yan glanced at Qingqing, the woman nodded to her, and then got out of the carriage first, He Yan followed closely behind, and at this moment she noticed that there were several people dressed as guards standing next to the carriage just now.
The carriage drove quickly before their eyes, and they followed the maiden all the way in, and they did not ask anything, nor said anything, for they did not need to, and they already had their own conjectures in their minds at this moment.
All the way forward, I came to an extremely familiar room, this was the original Qingqing's room, a room not far from Qin Hao.
"Miss Qingqing, you still stay in the original room by yourself." The girl began to look at He Yan at this time, "As for this ······"
"No need, she'll be with me for the time being!" Qingqing opened her mouth appropriately, and she didn't want to stay alone in this room by herself.
In the past few days with He Yan, I have never felt more comfortable than before, maybe I have revealed all the secrets in my heart little by little.
The girl's face was embarrassed, she looked at He Yan again, and then said after a pause, "This is not appropriate!" ”
The woman naturally knew her concerns, although she could explain it, it was not necessary, her eyes flashed with doubt, and she said in a firm tone, "Nothing wrong?" Didn't they stay together in the carriage. ”
The girl wanted to say something, but was intercepted by He Yanshengsheng, "Presumably your master will come over soon!" You don't need to upset us at the moment! ”
The girl had nothing to say in an instant, so she could only bend over, say "retirement" and turn away.
He Yan found a seat and sat down, and it was certain that she must have been premeditated to be kidnapped, but she couldn't guess what the reason was.
She remembered the woman's words just now, and she seemed to realize something.
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A gust of wind blew, and the man's head was a little clearer, he took out the note in his arms, looked at it again, and sure enough, it was not a dream!
He flicked his hand, and saw a note flying in the air, and the man's inky eyes had mixed emotions, love, pain, grief, and despair.
The corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer, the whole person had no temperature, one hand grasped the reins, the other hand clenched the whip, only blindly waved, and the horse under him galloped quickly.
His dark green clothes were in the air chasing the breeze, and a few strands of hair were swaying in the wind, a little more energetic, as if a few wisps of his thoughts were gradually becoming clearer.
At this moment, he just wants to get to the end quickly, and he wants to ask the person who is at the top of his heart in person, what is all this? Was it her own wishful thinking or was she forced to do so?
The note fluttered in the wind, as if a woman was dancing the most beautiful dance, lingering beside the man all the way.
He couldn't help but think of her, the beautiful her, the sick like a child, the one who sometimes made her heart speed up instantly, the one who deliberately provoked herself······
It turned out that there were so many of her, it turned out that no matter what she looked like, he remembered it in his heart, and he was afraid that he would never forget it!
All around was verdant, and the man looked at the road ahead, but there was no end in sight. At this moment, the cool breeze gusted, and the wind blew on the face, and there was a tingling feeling, but it was far less than the sadness in my heart.
He seemed to hear the sound of his heart breaking when he was sad, and the further he went, the road ahead seemed to be swallowed up by darkness, and his heart felt slightly uneasy.
With a whist, the wind gradually became stronger, the wind in the mountains howled, the note was swept away by the wind, the merciless wind seemed to sweep him away, the horse's footsteps stumbled, but his heart was longing, and he had to rush back no matter what.
He whipped the horse's back hard, and the impatient words came out of his mouth, "Drive! The horse tensed its legs and flew away, and he felt himself speeding forward in the cold wind, and the sand that had been swept up by the horse's hooves began to fly.
In the dust, his eyes were a little blurry, there was a beautiful woman, dressed in a smoke gauze skirt, the veil half covered her face, only a pair of Chu Chu moving eyes, dancing in front of his eyes, Ying Ying's thin waist twisted gently, soft and boneless hands, slender jade feet like Ling Bo micro steps.
The woman gently stood on tiptoe, a turn, the whole person rotated in the air, the wind slowly blew the smoke gauze skirt, the hair was half scattered, only a hairpin inlaid with a bird pattern remained on the head, the black hair hung down on the waist, and the dancing was pouring out like a waterfall.
The sand was flying, and the man's eyes seemed to be in the sand, and he couldn't open them, and tears flowed down his eye sockets and finally slipped to the ground.
He lowered his head and rubbed his itchy eyes with his hand, and the scene just now kept flashing in his mind, impacting the fragile nerves in his brain, and a stream of hot blood also rushed to his brain, and his consciousness gradually began to collapse.
The horse was still galloping, swaying and shaking, he was so dazed that he pressed his temple, and his mind seemed to be immersed in several emotions, as if it were about to burst.
The wind and sand gradually grew stronger, his eyes suddenly darkened, his whole body was weak, the whip in his hand fell to the ground, he felt unbalanced, his body swayed, several times the horse ran and ran, he was about to fall, he could only take advantage of the remaining thoughts, his hands tightly wrapped around the horse's neck.
Finally, his hands hung limply at his sides, his head hung diagonally on the side of the horse's head, and the whole person seemed to lose consciousness and fainted on the horse's back.
As the saying goes, once the tormented spirit relaxes, it will completely fall into a coma of liberation.
In fact, he had been riding his horse day and night for several days, without a drop of water or food, his strength was overdrawn, and his ass was already numb to the point of being unconscious.
If you look closely, you can see a strangled red mark on his palm. His whole body is even thinner, his face is very pale at the moment, and there are obvious cyan circles under his eyes, which is obviously a long time since he has rested.
The horse is a spiritual creature, and the horse under him seems to feel the discomfort of its master, and feels the weakness of its master, and it makes a wailing neigh, and the speed of its feet increases, and its hooves fly up, and it gallops forward impatiently.
But because the speed was too fast, the man on his back staggered and seemed to be about to be thrown out, so the horse had to slow down and move forward at the most suitable speed.
For a while, the horses were also exhausted, just because they had been driving for three days and three nights in a row, and the riders all fell, and the horses were no exception.
It could no longer run, could no longer bear the weight of the man, and it slowly froze in place, gasping violently. Then it walked slowly a few steps, approached a flat place, crouched down, put the man on its back to one side, and then slid its head diagonally to the other side, and fell to the ground, never to get up again.
There was no one around, only the faint sound of insects chirping in the grass, and the man was lying on the grass, next to a horse that had long lost its temperature.
He was as if he had been abandoned at the moment, his face had already changed from pale to dead gray, his lips had dried up, and his breath was getting weaker and weaker, as if he would die in the next moment.
At this moment, a carriage came from close by, slowly passing in front of the man, but did not stop.
At this time, a gust of wind blew the window screen, and the man in the car looked out the window, a faint figure in a pair of black pupils, and the next moment there was endless mockery under his eyes, and the corners of his mouth also hooked up a sneer.
It's just a moment, he changed his expression, as if he was vaguely and a little unbearable in his heart, and his hand tightly clenched the jade pendant at his waist, intending to ignore it again.
The carriage drove step by step, he could no longer see the figure in his eyes, his heart was even more ups and downs, he sighed helplessly, there were several emotions in his tone, and said to the outside, "Carry the man on the ground in!" ”
"Yes, master!"