Chapter 331
Sihan stared at him with sour eyes, and without saying a word, she took all his movements in her eyes, and waited for a moment of silence before she said in a low voice: "I didn't notice it." You hide me so secretly, how can those people think of me? When I had finished with the medicine, I crawled out of the hole, but at that time you were lying on your back unconscious, and there was no one alive in the four directions. β
"That's fine."
He seemed to be relieved at last, and his intermittent hoarse voice sighed far away.
Sihan stared at him with sour eyes, and without saying a word, she took all his movements in her eyes, and waited for a moment of silence before she said in a low voice: "I didn't notice it." You hide me so secretly, how can those people think of me? When I had finished with the medicine, I crawled out of the hole, but at that time you were lying on your back unconscious, and there was no one alive in the four directions. β
"That's fine."
He seemed to be relieved at last, and his intermittent hoarse voice sighed far away.
Sihan's nose also soured and sour, she never expected this guy to wake up from a coma, and the most important thing was her Yan Sihan's safety.
It's just that what kind of virtue and ability does she Yan Sihan have, she has to be so attentive to him, and even so maintained.
Tonight's battle, there is no doubt that Lan Yeyu is using her life to protect her and cover her, if Lan Yeyu really becomes a living dead tonight, or loses her life, she Yan Sihan is still alive, in this life, she will be sad and sad, and her heart will be uneasy.
At this point, the sourness of her eyes and nose became more and more serious, she didn't dare to lower her eyes and stare at him again, for fear that her pupils would be stabbed by his bloody wound again, she just hurriedly raised her head as if she was escaping, and let her slightly hazy and swollen eyes stare at the pearl above her head, and then forcibly pressed her heart and continued: "I know that you have a great heart and are proud of the sky, but I, Yan Sihan, am not greedy for life and afraid of death, and I need to use your life to calm all the storms and disputes for me. Tonight, you did hide my danger and let me avoid the bloody storm completely, but your actions are not to my pleasure after all. β
As soon as these words came out, there was silence in the car, and Lan Yeyu did not make a sound.
Sihan continued: "If you really have an accident, I will live and be restless for the rest of my life. As he spoke, his voice raised slightly, and he was melancholy, "You and I are the same kind of people after all, yes, we are ambitious and arrogant, and we are not people who are afraid of death." I also hope that you will firmly remember that if such a dangerous thing occurs next time, what you have to do is to fight against foreign enemies with me and fight together, instead of using medicine to turn me over and face everything alone. β
"I just didn't want you to get hurt. And as a man, I should support you from the storm......"
Sihan's pupils shrank, and before he could finish speaking, he interrupted in a deep voice, "I don't need you to stand up for me alone." Lan Yeyu, if you can make me feel half distracted and feel equal to you, then you shouldn't do this to me. β
As soon as these words came out, Lan Yeyu finally didn't say anything more.
Sihan's heart was full of ups and downs, and the pain was still swaying and spreading, and for a while, he didn't say anything.
After the two of them were silent for a long time, Lan Yeyu suddenly spoke, "I, I know." β
He said this with great difficulty, his tone was intermittent and weak, revealing a little remoteness for no reason, and also revealing a little powerlessness and even helplessness that could not be concealed.
Sihan frowned, without saying a word, he was silent for a moment, and then began to move his hands, wanting to support his body again and sit up.
Sihan's face changed slightly, and he immediately reached out again to hold him down, "What are you doing?" β
"I've been lying on my stomach for too long, my body is too numb, this time, I want to do it." His voice was still hoarse and laborious, as if squeezing out of his teeth.
Sihan's heart was slightly tight, staring at him for a moment, but he finally compromised, and said in a low voice: "Don't move, I'll help you up." β
As soon as these words fell, he didn't delay any longer, and immediately carefully helped him to sit up, but it was not just because the carriage was too bumpy, but also because he was so weak that he couldn't sit down at all.
Sihan didn't refuse, because he was worried that his bloody back would touch the wall of the car, and his heart fluctuated, and then he reached out to wrap around him slightly, letting him lean on her shoulder.
The two sat snuggled together, the atmosphere was calm and harmonious, and no one said much at this moment. The carriage was still shaking up, galloping and galloping, and it was a moment, when the worried voice of the Fu ghost suddenly came from outside the car, "Eldest princess, has the emperor woken up at this time?" β
Sihan subconsciously turned his eyes to follow the sound, and returned in a low voice, "It's time to wake up." As he spoke, his voice raised, "His wounds are hideous, and they need to be treated in time. When you arrive in Chujing, you can rest well. β
Fu Ghost suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and his blurted out voice also increased a little respectfully, "My subordinates know." The emperor is here, and the eldest princess will take care of it. β
Saying that, after hesitating for a moment, his usual voice suddenly rolled a little thicker, "The emperor listens to the words of the eldest princess the most, and I also hope that the eldest princess will persuade the emperor more, let him rest more, and don't be reckless." β
This seems to be a heart, but it just came from the mouth of the ghost, and it seemed a little abrupt and weird.
After all, the temperament of a ghost is like a cold and cold, and he is angry, so how can he say such a persuasive and awkward statement of the truth.
The corners of Sihan's eyes were raised, her pupils fluctuated, and she only answered in a low voice, and when she was silent for a moment and came back to her senses again, she lowered her eyes slightly and squinted, and saw Lan Yeyu leaning on her shoulder quietly staring at her.
His pupils are full of blood, although they are as deep as usual, but they are blood-colored, and his face is as white as paper, without color, and the whole person reveals a little weird and charming.
Sihan frowned, his lips opened, and he was about to speak, but before his voice came out, his hoarse and laborious voice rose intermittently, "Fu Ghost found you and me?" β
Sihan subconsciously choked on his words and nodded, "Tonight, when I recovered my senses, as soon as I crawled out of the cave, I saw that the peasant girl's yard was burning, and there were black-clothed corpses everywhere, and you were lying on the ground, unconscious, with a weak pulse. Soon after, Fu Ghost has suddenly led people here, and after feeding you the Soul Resurrection Pill, you and I will set off on the road with the army. As for why the ghost suddenly appeared here, it is better to wait until you have more energy to ask him personally. β
Lan Yeyu's expression was still pale, but neither his face nor his eyes rose or fell at all, as if everything was expected.
He still leaned quietly on Sihan's body, his warm and slightly rapid breathing slightly drilled into Sihan's neck, slightly curled up a little numb.
Sihan was a little unaccustomed, but he finally endured it on his own and did not move.
After the two were silent for a moment, Lan Yeyu's hoarse and staccato voice rose slightly again, "What about the peasant girl?" β
Sihan was slightly stunned, but he didn't expect him to mention the peasant girl. The feelings of complexity and resistance in my heart also rose more and more, slightly stronger.
For the peasant girl, she really didn't have a good impression, and she could let her go tonight, just for the sake of her mother's loss, she intended to be kind, but she also thought that the peasant girl's matter was completely over, but unexpectedly, Lan Yeyu asked the woman's situation alone.
Yes, what about the peasant girl? What's going on?
Perhaps, perhaps, the woman was insane.
At this point, Sihan stared at the candlestick of the low table in front of him with heavy eyes, his eyes staring at the flickering red flame, "I don't know." When I got out of the cave, I saw her bereaved mother, but her life was still alive. It's just that I don't know what happened to her later. After all, the pain of losing her mother and knowing your identity is enough for her, and maybe at this time, she may go crazy with despair and grief, or go crazy. β
As he spoke, his voice raised slightly, and he asked in a low and hoarse voice, "What, do you care about her?" β
Lan Yeyu leaned on her quietly, and did not speak, only sighed.
Sihan's pupils shrank, and her face sank more and more, but at this moment, Lan Yeyu's hoarse and dejected voice sounded again, "I don't care about her, but, these days you and I designed for her, she must have hatred in her heart, and she is not sure when she will seek revenge." Therefore, Weichen's meaning is that when he left the courtyard at that time, he should cut down the grass and eradicate the roots of the peasant girl. β
Is it?
Sihan's expression became more and more distant, "That peasant girl is so affectionate to you, do you still want to cut down the grass and eradicate her roots?" Even, she knew that there was something wrong with the King Kong sari, but she didn't blame you, but completely blamed me for instigating you to harm her. That peasant girl is so hearted......"
"But if this is the case, and the peasant girl intends to blame you, the peasant girl will not be spared. Pick-up"
Before Sihan could speak, Lan Yeyu was already hoarse and weak.
As soon as these words fell, he didn't wait for Sihan to react, he had already forcibly shouted, "Fu ghost." Compensation"
As soon as the short word fell, he seemed to be out of breath, and couldn't help coughing, but at the same time, a respectful voice suddenly rose from outside the car, "Your Majesty, your subordinates are here." β
Lan Yeyu forcibly stopped coughing, his pale face finally held back a little abnormal redness, and then he was about to speak, Sihan had raised his hand to cover his mouth in time, and then turned his eyes and said in a low voice in the direction where the Fu ghost was: "It's okay, Fu Guard, continue to move forward, don't stop." "Congregation.
After these words fell for a long time, Fu Ghost responded with a slightly skeptical compromise outside the car, "Yes." β
But as soon as this short word fell, the atmosphere in the car returned to silence and heaviness again.
The pearl above his head was still shining, and the light and shadow were bright, so that the candlestick on the low table was slightly dull and useless.
The carriage was still galloping forward, the bumps and swaying violently, Sihan's expression moved slightly, and finally extinguished the candlestick on the low table, and then glanced at the pastries on the low table, before slowly letting go of the hand covering Lan Yeyu's lips, and asked in a low voice, "Are you hungry?" β
When these words fell, there was silence in the car, and no one answered.
Sihan frowned slightly, his mood swayed, complexity and melancholy were intertwined, and for a while, he didn't speak.
After the ups and downs of her heart, she thought that Lan Yeyu woke up this time, and she could be completely surprised and relieved, but unexpectedly, such a sense of surprise did not last long, and then the whole person began to feel depressed again.
She really doesn't like this state, and she doesn't like the complexity and heaviness that lingers in her heart.
Since she came down from the road, she no longer has the delicate and agile of the past, it seems that all the gentleness and coquettishness that should have belonged to her daughter's family, in her, have all been wiped out and changed by all the cruel fate, and when she suddenly looked back, she felt that her Yan Sihan had changed from head to toe, and now she will habitually think about the bad side when dealing with a person or a thing, and even be so sensitive that she will be depressed because of a word from others, and it is difficult to send.
She is like this, she lives in gloom and slump all the time, although Lan Yeyu forcibly stripped her disguise and resistance, but she Yan Sihan still lives too heavy and too heavy in the end.
Thoughts swayed, and the more I thought about it, the more my thoughts became a little out of the way.
And the melancholy and complexity in his heart have not disappeared, but have become more and more intense and helpless, and after being silent for a long time, Sihan called in a low voice, "Lan Yeyu? β
As soon as these words came out, Lan Yeyu was not as silent as Fang Cai, but responded hoarsely, "Hmm." β
Sihan's pupils shrank, "Do you think that now I am no longer as happy and agile as ordinary women, but rather silent and depressed like a dark person?" β
Her voice is extremely slow, and her blurted out words are like words spoken slowly, but the blurted out voice is extremely melancholy and distant, and it also gives people a sense of heaviness and depression with a numb scalp.
Lan Yeyu finally frowned, and his thin chapped lips opened again, "You don't have to feel that your temperament is dark and inappropriate, it should really be dark, it is this world, it is the world in the world." You and I are just people who have a strong desire to survive under the carving of fate, and it has nothing to do with being dark or not, only motivated and not motivated. β
As he spoke, his voice sank slightly, "If you feel that this state is not what you like, and you feel that you are entangled in trivial matters and cannot be freed, then I, Lan Yeyu, will support everything for you." As long as you believe in me and are willing to leave everything to me to deal with, whether it is the world, the hearts of the people and the peace, I will definitely do it for you. β
Is it?
Every time she listened to his promises, she would feel her heart tremble, and even her heart tightened.
It was in the past when I was with the East, although I also loved the two together, but at that time, probably because I was still young, advocating love, I only felt that love was a pleasant and happy thing, but it was unexpected, and then the fate changed sharply, the fate was ruthless, and after being carved and tempered by the ups and downs of fate, the mind was all familiar, and I suddenly realized that the so-called love could also be so thick, so thick that it seemed to be like a mountain and a wide sea, giving people a sense of shock, and even trembling tension.
And all of this, coincidentally, is the feeling that Lan Yeyu brought her, and it is deeply rooted in the bones, as if it is integrated with her whole body and mind.
Sihan's eyes were complex and distant, his thoughts were intertwined, and for a while, he didn't speak.
In the middle of the night, in a silent and depressing atmosphere, Lan Yeyu suddenly spoke, "Sihan, can you pour me a cup of tea?" β
The hoarse voice suddenly broke the silence around him.
Sihan replied to his senses, and subconsciously lowered his eyes to look at him, but it happened to meet his deep and heavy pupils.
The pupils were too deep and too deep, as if they were about to suck people in, and the emotions lingering in the depths of the pupils were also extremely strong and heavy, which made her a little afraid to look too directly.
She turned around as she pretended to be natural, and then reached out slightly to the low table in front of her and poured a cup of tea.
"It's cold, it's not appropriate for you to drink this cold tea......"
She frowned and whispered.
"It doesn't matter." Lan Yeyu pulled the corners of his lips hard and smiled weakly.
Sihan hesitated for a moment, and finally handed the tea to his lips, originally to let him moisten his lips, but he drank all the tea from the tea cup in her hand.
Xu is tea into the stomach, the coldness stimulated, his face and expression became more and more clear, and when Sihan had just put the tea cup back on the low table, before he could withdraw his hand back, he had already hoarsely said again: "I don't want to say much to you about the peasant girl, because I am worried about what you will think more." How I, Lan Yeyu, grow in this life, you know it, yes, I am a ruthless person, how can I be affectionate. And I have always believed that all people have the possibility of rising to the top, whether it is a wandering beggar or an ordinary person, no one can say for sure, maybe suddenly, those despicable people will suddenly rise because of an opportunity. Yes, don't look at the peasant girl who has nothing to do now, but she also has the possibility of turning over. Moreover, people with hatred in their hearts will climb up desperately, so that the peasant girl has to cut down the grass and eradicate the roots. β
His voice was hoarse and staccaby, as if he was tired and weak, but he still turned the subject back.
Sihan's expression sank, "If the peasant girl wants to turn over, how difficult it is to ......"
"Sihan, don't forget, I, Lan Yeyu, got up from a beggar."
These words came into his ears, and in an instant, Sihan was blocked and a little speechless.
Lan Yeyu sighed again, "Anything is possible, but people like you and me, in their actions, they must not leave trouble." β
His words are layered into the ears, but they are not unreasonable.
Yes, neither she nor him are naΓ―ve people, acting step by step is to win, meticulous and rigorous, yes, leaving the small courtyard this time, leaving the peasant girl alive, is not something that a person with a strict mind can do.
It's just that soft-heartedness is soft-heartedness, how can you really force yourself to become a murderer, not to mention, the peasant mother and daughter are also innocent, this time they have suffered a catastrophe, if they kill their lives again, such a ruthless and unrighteous thing, how can she Yan Sihan do it ruthlessly.
His thoughts were noisy and meandering, Sihan hung his head and stared on the ground, his expression was distant and undulating, and he still did not speak.
After being silent for a long time, she forcibly pressed her heart, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "Letting go of the peasant girl this time is only possible to leave a disaster, and the other half is likely to be no disaster, and even, the peasant girl may survive in a remote place for the rest of her life." β