Chapter Ninety-Nine: Mutual Complaints
Lu Jue said this, Feng Yewu also fell silent, yes, there is no worry about his life.
If the two of them are really released, the two Beijing officials will return to Beijing and retaliate in the future, which will only make the county order worse than death.
On the other side, Chen Pingwu took Wang Jia with him, and chased along the road in order to prevent Yang Guang from dying.
The two ran into the forest and walked along the cliffs.
Along the way, Chen Pingwu felt sad in his heart.
The four of them laughed and laughed when they came, but now they have ended up like this.
Just as the two of them walked to a cliff, footsteps sounded behind them, Chen Pingwu and Wang Jia turned back in despair, and saw Yang Guang following with his head tilted.
Yang Guang's eyes were cold at the moment, and the corners of his mouth were evil, like a wolf that had found its prey.
"Shizi, my subordinates have taught you how to cover your whereabouts, but it's a pity that you are still doing a little worse."
At this moment, Yang Guang seems to have changed people, and the words have become more, and Chen Pingwu secretly said in his heart that it is not good!
"You... You are...... ”
Before Chen Pingwu could finish speaking, Yang Guang's eyes were fierce, and he directly stabbed him.
Strike!
Hot blood splashed up, and Chen Pingwu froze in place, the blood on his cheeks and Wang Jia in front of him.
He was shocked.
This knife, Wang Jiafei helped him block it, but the weaker back was pierced by Yang Guang.
Chen Pingwu hurriedly saved Wang Jia, who was about to fall, his hands trembled, and his face was incredulous.
"Why are you trying to help me block this knife!"
Chen Pingwu blamed himself very much, looked at Wang Jia, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth in his arms, and asked sadly, a tear from the corner of his eye slowly flowed.
Wang Jia smiled slightly, her slender fingers gently touched Chen Pingwu's cheek, and that cold tear made her feel that everything was worth it.
"Brother Wu, I've been waiting for you for a long time, I've searched all the restaurants in Dongcheng, Ping'er said that you must be looking for fun, but I don't believe it, I... Ahem, ahem! ”
Wang Jia interrupted with a violent cough.
Chen Pingwu looked at Wang Jia in front of him in surprise, and only then did he understand her intentions.
Chen Pingwu's tears flowed down, and he said to Wang Jia with a choked mouth.
"Don't say it, don't say it, it'll be fine."
Wang Jia shook his head, but still insisted on continuing to speak, staring at Chen Pingwu tightly, for fear of missing a look.
"When I learned that my father was going to kill you, I also hesitated, Jia'er didn't want you to be in danger, and wanted you to come back safely, but I was afraid that I couldn't wait for you anymore, and I couldn't take you to see the flowers in Kyoto in spring... ”
Wang Jia closed his eyes, and the hand that caressed Chen Pingwu's cheek naturally drooped.
"No!"
Chen Pingwu watched Wang Jia shout loudly, his voice rippling back and forth between the steep mountain walls.
Yang Guang, who was on the side, looked at the two of them playfully with his eyes and interrupted.
"Shizi, don't scream, she just bleed too much and fainted, now I'll send you two on the road."
Chen Pingwu gently put down Wang Jia in his arms, his face was pale, he stared at Yang Guang coldly, and the hand holding the sword crackled his joints.
At this moment, Yang Guang and weekdays are divided into two people, and they have heard King Changwu mention it before, but Chen Pingwu has never believed it.
Now seeing such a contrasting character, Chen Pingwu knew that what King Changwu said really existed.
Once trapped in a pack of wolves, it was the first time King Changwu saw the other side of Yang Guang.
After being seriously injured, the withdrawn Yang Guang will disappear, and will be replaced by a monster with a strange personality and no anger.
Bloodthirsty, crazy, this is the evaluation given by King Changwu.
Yang Guang raised the knife in his hand, looked at the angry Chen Pingwu evilly, the smile on the corner of his mouth exuded a kind of beastly coldness, and he stretched out his tongue and gently licked the back of the knife.
An extremely ugly laugh came from the depths of Yang Guang's throat, intermittently, gradually getting louder and louder, like the roar of some kind of monster.
Facing such Yang Guang, Chen Pingwu felt fear for the first time, fear from the depths of his soul.
The advice of King Changwu echoed in his ears, if he saw Yang Guang like this one day, he would run as far as he could.
Even suicide could not fall into his hands.
... ...
In the iron prison of Yanwu County, there was a foul smell, and the damp cold swept over Feng Yewu and Lu Jue.
At this moment, both of them fell silent.
Feng Yewu looked at the gray and cold window, and the moonlight was still there.
Now I can only hope that Wang Jia can move in to rescue the soldiers, otherwise he will definitely die in three days.
"Ahem, ahem."
Lu Jue coughed violently, interrupting Feng Yewu's contemplation, and hurriedly turned around and hugged Lu Jue's somewhat cold body a little tighter.
"Your Majesty... I'm afraid Miss Wang's life is also in danger. ”
Feng Yewu heard Lu Jue's words, looked at him in surprise, and asked softly.
"Why?"
Lu Jue gasped for a heavy breath, looked at Feng Yewu with complicated eyes, and spoke.
"It was Yang Guang who stabbed me, Miss Wang doesn't know martial arts, where can I escape Yang Guang's palm."
Lu Jue has always been reluctant to mention it, after all, Wang Jia is already the last hope of the two.
But the reality is like this, like the cold and damp in this prison, which makes people shudder.
Lu Jue found that Feng Yewu didn't speak, sighed softly, and spoke softly about his memories.
"Didn't Your Majesty ask me many times, why do you always target Chen Pingwu everywhere?"
Feng Yewu didn't expect Lu Jue to suddenly talk about it, and he was a little stunned for a while, but he just nodded slightly.
Lu Jue explained with a self-deprecating smile.
"The slave knows that his status is low, and he should not blaspheme His Majesty, but that love is like a tide, rising when he doesn't see him, and he is full when he sees each other."
Feng Yewu heard Lu Jue suddenly say what he wanted, his face immediately turned red, and he asked softly.
"You... Where did you start? ”
Lu Jue raised his eyes to look at the roof of the prison where the turf had fallen off, and thought as if he had a memory.
"It's the first time I saw it, Your Majesty sat in the carriage, looking frightened, and the slave couldn't extricate himself after stopping the startled horse."
Feng Yewu heard Lu Jue's words, and was surprised in his heart, he was still young at that time, and he followed his father into Beijing to meet the first emperor, but unfortunately the carriage was out of control and was stopped by a young man.
I didn't want it to be Lu Jue in front of me.
Feng Yewu didn't know how to answer for a while, but saw Lu Jue raise his left hand, revealing the scar on his left wrist.
"Your Majesty, the execution will be carried out in three days, and the slave will have something to ask for."
Lu Jue looked at Feng Yewu, who was looking at his scars, and said with a sincere gaze.
Feng Yewu heard the sound and looked at Lu Jue suspiciously.
Lu Jue smiled slightly and said indifferently.
"Although the slave is injured, he still has the strength to fight, and when the time comes, please take advantage of the chaos to escape, don't hesitate."
When Feng Yewu heard Lu Jue's words, her heart tightened, and a tear from the corner of her eyes slowly fell down her cheek, and she shook her head slightly.
Seeing Feng Yewu's refusal, Lu Jue looked anxious, and said with a serious face.
"Your Majesty, the king of a country, if you lose your life here, it will be difficult to die!"
Feng Yewu burst into tears, raised her hand and stroked Lu Jue's cheek, and said softly.
"How sweet and bitter is it to win the heart of the king, there is one person who is the world."