She tried to touch her body, but it instantly penetrated like touching air, and she was suddenly a little uncomfortable, she was really dead.

Suddenly, she thought of Youheng again, thinking of her before she died, he hugged her despite being stained with blood, and didn't mind that her lips were full of blood.

The kiss almost intoxicated her, and even her already determined heart became hesitant and didn't want to leave.

Zhao Jiuchen, the man's face suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, she looked at him at the moment but was unusually calm, and there was no turmoil in her heart.

She owed him a good thing, and they had nothing to do with it.

Just when she was sad and painful from death, her brain suddenly felt a sharp pain, as if she had forced something into it, and finally made Ye Li, who was already weak, completely faint.

The hairpin on her head suddenly burst red, illuminating the entire dark world, and also wrapped Ye Li, taking her into the endless memories of the past life.

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Zhao Xiguo's borders.

In the middle of the night, heavy rain eroded the world, and large swaths of the land turned into mud, mixed with stones and dust rolled violently down the slope.

The leaves of the tree crackled with the thin transparent needles, and sometimes they shared some unbearable force along the trunk.

A man in black hid on the slope, missing only a pair of narrow eyes, only to see him pick up a small sack from behind, quickly throw it down the slope, and then probe left and right to make sure that there was no one, and then disappeared into the night again.

The sack was mixed with dirt and rain and rolled farther and farther away, until it disappeared.

A carriage came to an abrupt halt in the solitude of the environment, and the coachman sat there in the rain, as if waiting for someone's orders.

The carriage looked ordinary, and there was nothing unusual about it, but a faint light could be seen through the curtain in the darkness.

"Master, if it rains so heavily, if we are moving forward, we are afraid that it will be difficult to fight against an ambush, so it is better to rest for one night and then leave."

The coachman was a thin man, with a scarred hand holding a horsewhip, and a little calloused between his thumbs, and his tone was still cold and respectful in spite of the heavy rain, and his eyes were full of awe at the candle-lit curtain.

"No, they're not that stupid, and if something happens to me here, they won't be able to get away with it."

An indifferent and unusual voice came out of the curtain, and it was not possible to hear any emotion, but it made people calm down for a moment.

Hearing the command, the coachman took up his long whip, which had been drenched, raised it high, and whipped it at the tall red-furred horse in front of him.

The mouth said skillfully and lightly: "Drive! ”

The horse was suddenly in pain, and the horse's hooves kicked forward vigorously, but in a few moments it had already traveled a hundred meters.

The pouring rain still watered the land, and it didn't seem to stop, and it also hit the palanquin that was speeding in the night and rain.

The water slapped on the roof of the car, but it was bounced off by an unknown object, and the surface of the car seemed to break through the transparent and almost invisible things, so that the water could not be contaminated at all.

While the carriage was moving forward at a steady but fast pace, the tall red horse suddenly raised its hooves high, trembled violently, and let out a scream, especially in the silence of the night.

"Appeal ——!"

The coachman reacted immediately, tugged on the reins with all his might, forced it to stop going mad, took the whip in his left hand, and whipped it vigorously on the horse, and it was only then that the horse was completely calmed down under the blood red.

"Master, I'll go down and investigate, Ah Hong seems to have touched something to go crazy like this."

When the horse stopped and the car was stable, the first thing the driver did was explain to the people in the car, and his eyes flashed with worry.

The horse seemed to sense that something was wrong with him, and rubbed the man's arm with his warm neck, and the coachman reached out to caress his ears, but his fingers trembled.

After a long time, in the deathly silence, the sound of the rain hit the driver's already frightened heart, and finally, when he was almost broken, the sound of the car was still calm and abnormal.

"Don't take it as an example."

Just these four short words calmed the coachman's heart, so he said to the people in the car with some joy in his words: "Yes, master, Leng Jue must manage Ah Hong well, if there is a next time, I will solve it!" ”

Leng Jue said to the people in the car in a deep voice, and secretly made up his mind to go back and step up the training of Ah Yuhong, and there would be no accidents!

So he simply flipped off the car neatly, landed on the ground and walked forward, but there was no footprint left behind him.

It was already late at night, but Leng Jue could still clearly see what was on the ground, in front of Ah Hong's horse's hooves, it was a well-bandaged sack, and the contents of the bag seemed to be very large, vaguely like the outline of a person, which made him suspicious.

So he stooped down and picked up the sack, jumped into the cart again, and laid the sack in his bosom, and despite the fact that it was covered with dirt, he pulled the rope at the end of the opening, and with a little force the sack fell off.

A girl with a blurred face appeared in front of Leng Jie, her face was already dirty from the mud poured into her, and even her body was curled up.

It can be seen that she is a girl, just because of the snow-white jasper hairpin on her head, it is impossible for a boy to bring a hairpin.

Leng Jue didn't know what to do for a while, and it was the first time he had come into contact with a woman, so he changed his usual calmness, and asked the people in the car in a confused voice.

"Master, it's a sack, and there is a girl in it, about fourteen or fifteen years old."

Hearing Leng Jue's somewhat embarrassed voice, the people in the car lifted the curtain slightly, revealing a shocked face.

On the warm face, there are a pair of narrow eyes, the eyes are deep, with an unquestionable gaze, and the thin lips are closed, but people are looking forward to his words.

Zhao Yusai only had one finger exposed to support the curtain, and the rest of his body was isolated from the rain and concrete soil, but he wore a dark robe with the feeling of a handsome son.

His eyes fell on the girl who had been washed out of her face by the heavy rain in Leng Jue's arms, and frowned.

Leng Jue looked at Zhao Yu's expression, and naturally understood that the master was disgusted with the soil on the woman's body, and it was not a new rumor that he liked cleanliness, and it was well known in the entire country.

Now to let him accept a girl covered in mud, dirt and who doesn't know whether to live or die, it is really to make him mind.

So Leng Jue found a step for him and said, "Master, why don't you put her here, and when you wash her clean, you can ask her about her origin." ”

Zhao Yusai raised his eyes and glanced at Leng Du appreciatively, as if he was very satisfied with his words, and then stared straight at the unconscious girl despite Leng Duan's excited eyes.

After a moment, he said, "Give it to me." ”

"Okay!"

Leng Jue was just about to close the curtain, but he reacted to Zhao Yu's words, was he going to bring this girl into the car?

Before he could close his jaw in shock, and didn't bother to look at his incredible eyes, Zhao Yuxian stretched out his hands, took the girl in, and quickly closed the curtain.

In this way, Leng Jue easily eased up from that state, and continued to drive the carriage without tears.

If you want to hug him early, he just spoke for him, isn't it embarrassing.

Leng Jue covered his face depressedly in the dark night, and Zhao Yuxian in the carriage also covered his face.

But it was smoked by the stench of the girl's body.

The girl lay upright in the spacious carriage, and made a mess of the blankets that had been beautifully furnished, and of rare materials.

And Zhao Yusai covered his mouth and nose and looked at the girl's face.

Although the appearance is still immature, the corners of the eyes that are raised look a little demonic, the nose is just right, and the lips are frozen white, but they are perfect lip shapes, slightly pouted, making people want to kiss down.

But his eyes did not stay on her face for a long time, but a strange birthmark on her neck, like a broken demon moon, but bright red.

If it weren't for this birthmark, how could he have brought in people covered in mud.

After getting people in, Zhao Yuxian stretched out his hand, and his white and slender fingers were stained with mud the moment they touched her, causing him to frown, but his eyes were still calm.

It was as if nothing affected his emotions.

A warm but faint breath came from under the girl's nose, which immediately made Zhao Yuxian breathe a sigh of relief, he would not pick up a corpse, but the mark was very strange.

He silently kept the shape in his heart.

The elegant and unique ambergris incense burning in the car made Zhao Yusai's whole nerves relax, and he still leaned on the soft cushion, one hand on his forehead, and his sleeves drooped slightly, revealing half of his white but strong arms.

Without looking at the girl, he picked up a roll of bamboo slips beside him at random, and the rest was still neatly placed.

Spread out the bamboo slip on a small table made of rosewood, a candle was lit beside him, although the shape was not large, but the light illuminated the whole carriage clearly.

A faint faint afterglow reflected on the girl's bloodless face, and the slightly curled eyelashes shook slightly, not knowing if it was due to the bump in the carriage.

The rain was pouring down, and it had become less ferocious, except for a little nectar that still fell from time to time.

After driving all night, when it was almost dawn, Leng Jue parked the carriage in an open space that was still a hundred miles away from the destination, and the whole person was sleepy, leaning on the side of the door curtain of the carriage and snoring softly.

Zhao Yuxian slept all night, Kankan opened his somewhat hazy eyes, and his gaze inadvertently fell on those eyes that were a little frightened but still calm, and his brain was instantly awake.

"When did you wake up?"

He was not surprised, and at the fifth watch, he vaguely heard the small sounds around him, and he did not pay attention to it.

When Zhao Yusai fell asleep, he specially checked the girl's body, and there was no dagger or silver needle, so he also let down his guard a little.

It's just that he was a little curious, why she was so calm, like an adult, and there was no fear in her eyes except for strangeness.

"Who are you?"