Three

When Yang Yi woke up, he found himself in a warm and dry cave, and Mars could still be vaguely seen in the firewood and grass pile next to him, and it was Hou Ziyu who crossed his arms and hugged him tightly.

Yang Yi was embarrassed, but he felt extremely warm and comfortable, this is a feeling he has never experienced since he escaped into the public, it turns out that the girl's feelings are so moving! Yang Yi smiled with relief, as if he had returned to the impulsive and hot-blooded era of the past.

The sleeping woman in front of her, her skin was delicate and crystal clear and almost transparent, her wet hair was messily attached to her fair neck, her eyelashes were thick, and her breath was like an orchid, which was really full of supreme charm, even if she was as steady and serious as Yang Yi, she couldn't help but be confused, and couldn't help but caress her beautiful face with his rough blood-stained palm.

At this time, Hou Ziyu woke up. When the two of them looked at each other, they were suddenly embarrassed, and Hou Ziyu was even more embarrassed and blushed, and she stayed away alone.

"That ......, you fainted on the road, I brought you here, and then your whole body shrank into a ball, I was afraid that you would be cold, so I hugged you...... Don't think about it! Hou Ziyu said hesitantly, not daring to look at Yang Yi's face at all.

"Fortunately, I picked up a life, I, Yang Yi, vainly called myself the No. 1 gold medal guard of the Bajun Mansion, but I can't even protect myself, and I still want you to save ...... in the end" Yang Yi shook his head as if laughing at himself, and finally could only sigh softly.

"Don't say that, if I weren't willful, I wouldn't have done so many things...... Hou Ziyu lowered her head very guiltily, "It's just that I really can't figure out why so many people are chasing and killing us, we didn't recruit anyone, didn't provoke anyone?" ”

"This is the rivers and lakes." Yang Yi stood up suddenly, and his eyes seemed to be interpreting some kind of cruel firelight, which was his understanding of the deeper meaning of cruelty accumulated from his childhood in the rivers and lakes, "I know far better than anyone else about the ugliness of the rivers and lakes, and that feeling is even unforgettable." He pressed his hand to his chest, and the smooth lines on his face twisted together in pain, "It's not as happy as you imagined, Miss Hou, maybe it's really free to be in it, just like you can kill whoever you want, as long as you have the ability, but the person who kills is usually easy to kill, because others also have the freedom to kill you, as long as he has the ability." Hou Ziyu listened to Yang Yi explain the laws of the rivers and lakes, and felt that she didn't understand it, but she was already very frightened in her heart.

"So I swear to find you to the death, so that you don't end up in the rivers and lakes......"

"As long as I am in the rivers and lakes, my identity will also be covered, and no one will know that I am Miss Hou at that time, I am no different from other people in the rivers and lakes, anyone who wants to kill me can kill me, and I don't even have a chance to turn back, right?"

Yang Yi nodded solemnly, very relieved that Hou Ziyu understood his hard work.

"Why do you swear to death?" Hou Ziyu looked at Yang Yi affectionately and asked.

Yang Yi fell silent, there seemed to be no answer to this question, maybe there was an answer, but even Yang Yi himself didn't know. Sometimes, certain feelings between people are often beyond the scope of words, and such feelings are also subtle, just as you have no idea when a seed takes root in the soil.

"Let's go back! Back to Luoyang Palace, you are safe, and I am safe! Hou Ziyu stood up with difficulty, straightened her clothes, and put aside the topic by the way, she was completely aware that they were originally people from two worlds, so she asked the previous question very meaninglessly.

Yang Yi's footsteps froze-what did it mean when they arrived at the Luoyang Palace, that was their real parting of ways. Originally, his original intention was to send her to the palace safely, but why was there a trace of reluctance in his heart?

was hesitating, Hou Ziyu's body hung down weakly, Yang Yi hurriedly reached out to take her in his arms, only to feel that this delicate body was already quite weak and weak, heard Hou Ziyu shouted several times of shoulder pain, Yang Yicai disregarded the etiquette and took a closer look at her clothes, and saw a silver needle on her shoulder, her heart was horrified, and she used enough internal force in her palm to suck out the whole needle, and found that the silver needle that was about to sink into Hou Ziyu's shoulder was two inches long, and what was even more terrifying was that this needle was stained with a strange poison from the Lilyopus Pavilion - Three Days of Spiritual Sand, I think it must have been someone who secretly slapped her on the shoulder during the vicious fight in front, but the technique was so clever that even Hou Ziyu herself didn't notice it.

"How could I be so tired?" Hou Ziyu asked weakly.

"Because you have been poisoned, this poison is the unique poison of the Lijing Pavilion - the Three Days of Spiritual Sand." Yang Yi's tone was still very calm, but his heart was already full of ups and downs.

Nowadays, as long as people who walk the rivers and lakes know that the two major holy hand medical halls today are Chang'an Liuyan Pavilion and Phantom Flower Valley Lijing Pavilion, Jianghu people beg for a living all day long, and it is inevitable that they will be injured or poisoned, they can not even go back to their hometown, but these two places are necessary to go. It is difficult to enter the clinic if it is not a hundred taels of money, and there is another title in the Lotus Pavilion, which is the "Killer Medical Hall", because it is not only equipped with antidotes, but also refining poisons, as long as the people in the rivers and lakes have money, they can invest in it, and even hire it to help poison it, so that many people in the rivers and lakes are even more afraid to come to the door, and they are afraid that they are one of the people hired to kill in the Lotus Pavilion. As for the Liuyan Pavilion, there are very few people who can climb high, since the new pavilion master Lan Yuewei ascended the throne, the rules set have become more and more strange, anyone who comes to see a doctor, no matter how important or urgent, must first investigate the origin of the life, if it is found that he has done something hurtful to the heavens and reason, he will never be saved no matter how he kneels and begs, but if he is a good man who stands up to the sky and the earth and supports justice, she is tired to save her, and she doesn't take a penny, even if the other party doesn't want to be treated, she will chase after and rush to save her. What's more, she only treats people in the rivers and lakes, and if someone with the word "official" comes to the door, she will order someone to serve him out with a stick.

"So in less than three days, I'll turn into a ghost, a dead man?"

Yang Yi suddenly became excited: "This poison is not incurable!" The Tatechew Pavilion is not far from here, and it can be arrived in half a day, and then ......" His eyes became unusually flickering and firm, "Even if the Lotus Pavilion is washed in blood, I will also get the antidote!" ”

Hou Ziyu shook his head and said: "The second hall master of the Lijing Pavilion died at your hands, wouldn't you go this time to go into the mouth of a tiger?" You can't go! She resolutely broke free from Yang Yi's embrace, stubbornly trying to stand up by herself, "You know everything? Yang Yi grabbed Hou Ziyu's arms and asked, "Your predecessor, Yi Zhuoyang, I know everything he has done, and he is the great hero I admire the most!" Hou Ziyu's eyes were filled with tears, and they were about to drip down, as if she was lamenting that they had met very late, and as if she was making a final goodbye.

At this moment, the once fierce and impulsive fire of young man's sorrow was rekindled in Yang Yi's heart, and he had decided to save Hou Ziyu's life at all costs.

"Can you take me back to Nanyang to see Daddy......" Hou Ziyu's voice was like a fine mosquito.

"I can't!" Yang Yi regained his composure, "You will die halfway through." But if we go to the Tateshikan, we may still have a chance to live. He picked Hou Ziyu up by the waist and was about to go out.

"You have a lot of life, you just fell into the ordinary rust poison, and you can take care of it when you go back to Luoyang and find a doctor......"

"I mean, we'll go to the Tatejukan, and your vitality will be mine." Yang Yi couldn't help but say, and regardless of Hou Ziyu's struggles, he resolutely and persistently went to the Phantom Flower Valley Lijing Pavilion.

Four

There is also heavy rain in Luoyang Palace, the difference is that it is extremely quiet here, there is no fighting, no blood, only ** solemn palace buildings and rare and rare strange flowers. Bronzing, red, and bright purple are the rich colors that appear more vivid under the rain wash. The royal style is on full display.

On the Yinxin Pavilion, the sound of the piano is lingering, but the person who caresses the qin is a light robe and a slow belt, which seems to be incompatible with the graceful and luxurious atmosphere of this royal mansion, but considering his face and posture, he feels that no matter what kind of dress this person wears, he is undoubtedly a nobleman.

He is the master of the Luoyang Palace, the ninth royal brother of the current saint - Zhao Yannian.

Gradually, the sound of the piano became abrupt and slow, and the high and low were dissonant, which showed that the mood of the person who stroked the qin was also impetuous. Suddenly, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and a string was broken under Zhao Yannian's fingers: "What are you doing standing outside?" Don't come in yet. ”

The door was pushed open, and an old man in a gray robe walked in, holding a red lacquered wooden box in his hand.

"The old minister was afraid of disturbing your Yaxing, so he kept standing outside."

Zhao Yannian smiled coldly, slammed the piano to the ground, and said, "What else am I talking about Yaxing now?" ”

"Are you still worried about the last time the old minister wanted to hurt Miss Hou with an arrow?"

Zhao Yannian realized that his behavior was out of shape, and he changed his breath and said, "I don't blame you!" ”

The old man said: "If this is the case, I am afraid that what the old minister will report next will be even more difficult for you to accept." ”

Zhao Yannian said: "I was also about to ask you how Yang Yi's matter was handled?" ”

The old man said: "He escaped, and our people were killed and wounded." ”

Zhao Yannian's face suddenly became gloomy: "What? He escaped all of this, did you raise the top ten killers and dead soldiers to eat dry food? ”

The old man said quietly: "Because of Miss Hou, they have some scruples about making a move, and the 'second death' is...... The hand of our future princess. ”

"What?" Zhao Yannian slapped the table heavily and stood up excitedly.

The old man continued: "In order to protect Yang Yi, Miss Hou did not hesitate to kill for him, the first time she killed someone. At that time, Lao Chen was also among the assassins, and he saw her wielding a knife with his own eyes, and then the whole person was stupid. Looking at the other party's frustrated expression, there was an inexplicable smile in the old man's eyes.

"And now what about them?"

"I was going to the Phantom Flower Valley Lijing Pavilion, and Miss Hou was hit by their unique poison - the Three Days of Spiritual Sand, and Yang Yi took her to ask for an antidote."

Zhao Yannian exclaimed: "How can this be? ”

The old man said: "Because one of the two people killed by Miss Hou was once a disciple of the Lijing Pavilion, and before he died, he injected a poisonous needle quenched with three-day spirit sand into Miss Hou's body. ”

"What? How can he make his own claims? ”

The old man smiled and spread out his two big hands like a fan, and said, "Everyone is dead, why can't you make your own decisions once?" The people of the Tateshiya Pavilion never die in vain. ”

The old man continued: "In this way, if you don't go to the Lijing Pavilion to ask for an antidote, Miss Hou won't live for three days, but if you go, both of them will die." ”

"How?"

"Doesn't the prince know that Ge Linghuan, the second hall master of the Lijing Pavilion, once committed a serious crime in the Jiangnan area, and the imperial court had to dispatch Bajun to arrest him, and Ge Linghuan died under the swords of Yang Yi and Zhou Meng when he resisted arrest?"

Zhao Yannian suddenly asked in an incredible tone: "With such a beam here, Yang Yi still dares to come to the door to die?" ”

The old man said: "Yang Yi's feelings for Miss Hou have long exceeded the feelings of master and servant, and Miss Hou is the same ......for him" "What did you say?" Zhao Yannian didn't wait for the other party to finish speaking, so he grabbed the other party's front in a rage.

"You're getting more and more depressed!" The old man calmly pulled down his master's hand and said, "For the sake of a woman, it is not worth revealing this demeanor." ”

He poured a cup of tea again and served it, and said meaningfully: "It is an indisputable fact that there is love between them, but if you think about it, give up a woman who has been empathetic and have no love in exchange for getting rid of a confidant, which is more important, you weigh it yourself!" ”

Zhao Yannian's eyes couldn't stop rolling, and his thin lips were about to purse into a line.

"Don't lose a big deal because of a small thing!" The old man stepped forward again and patted Zhao Yannian on the shoulder.

Zhao Yannian finally stopped talking, and his brows stretched a little.

"Lord Wang, look at what this is!"

The old man opened the box and presented him with a bloody skull inside.

Although Zhao Yannian no longer reacted to blood, or even nausea, the head inside still surprised him, because the bloody head was the head of Zhou Meng, whose status in the Bajun Mansion was only subordinate to Yang Yi.

Zhao Yannian said: "You finally did it, I thought that he was your closed disciple, and you would never be willing to kill him!" ”

The old man also made a look of regret, and the wrinkles on his face squeezed even deeper: "It is precisely because he is my disciple that it is easier to kill, who wants everyone's Tao to be different?" By this—" The old man knelt down reverently: "The old minister also wants to express to you my determination to follow you from the bottom of my heart. ”

Zhao Yannian smiled with satisfaction: "Very good, I have seen your determination." ”

The old man said again: "In this way, Zhao Jinning's two fullest wings have been plucked out by us, and then we will concentrate on dealing with the remaining six people, the old minister has a plan, but ......"

"But how?"

"You might want to use your jade seal?"

Zhao Yannian looked at the old man with the sharpest and most cautious look, and saw that the old man was still calmly responding to his suspicious gaze, so he took a key from his neck and handed it to the other party, saying, "This is the key to the secret vault, you can do what you want!" ”

The old man respectfully took the key and turned to go out.

The rain was still dripping, and Zhao Yannian's heart was also fluctuating, his gaze was far less firm and free than just now, but a trace of hesitation and sadness - do you really want to give up on her?

This ambitious man who can always hold back, for the first time, felt the pain of the choice, but he didn't know that the beauty of the country has also been bothering many overlords, and he didn't realize until this moment that there was actually a soft and untouchable place in his heart, and he even wanted to let Yang Yi live first, so that he could bring Hou Ziyuan back safely, and he also had the idea of leading a team of people into the Phantom Flower Valley.

"Xiaoyu, how are you doing now?" Zhao Yannian's eyes couldn't help but look at the rain curtain outside, wondering if she was struggling to survive in such a ruthless wind and rain now?