It was a night shout, the three of them hibernate back to the city with the intention of bringing Xia Zhishu's body back, Xia Zhishu's play has already made the people's hearts feel guilty, and at night, the scholars who had no scholars and hyped up the exploits of Xiao Houye, Xiao Ye's point is not, plus Xia Zhishu's play, he has lost most of the people's hearts, Xiao Ye's plan failed, so he broke the jar and broke it, regardless of Xia Zhishu, he said this, everyone was unwilling, and they didn't dare to come forward to collect the body for her.

The three of them hid outside the city gate, and when they saw the girl in red and bloody clothes lying alone at the city gate, they were silent, and there were soldiers at the city gate, even if Xiao Yu'an wanted to say that he was going to collect the body for her, he couldn't open his mouth.

It rained in the evening, and there was a hint of coolness, and Seventeen did not bring an umbrella, holding people in their arms, but the drizzle still wet their hair and blurred their eyes.

The soldiers on both sides didn't seem to see it, and let the continuous rain fall on Xia Zhishu's body, and the blood stains on his face were washed away, and the delicate and pale face was completely exposed, without a little anger.

Yiren held Xiao Yu'an's hand, and could feel the fluctuations in his emotions, and the strength in his hand became stronger and stronger, turning her entire palm white, but she didn't say anything.

The sound of the wheels turning came from far and near, and the matchmaker came slowly in a carriage, with someone carrying a wooden coffin behind her, all wearing white plain clothes with red umbrellas.

The soldiers on both sides looked at each other, but they were all relieved, because of the identity of the matchmaker, they did not dare to step forward to hinder the difficulty, but respectfully clasped their fists and saluted.

The matchmaker squatted in front of Xia Zhishu, put the umbrella in front of her to block the slanted rain curtain for her, cleaned her face with a handkerchief, and called someone to carry her to the wooden coffin.

The moment the wooden coffin got up, the sound of suona sounded in the quiet long street, the matchmaker walked in front of the direction of the place of Xiafu, the people who heard the suona at night, every household lit the lantern and stood in front of the door, when the coffin passed by, put the red lantern in his hand in front of the door, and lowered his head silently, probably to let her see the road at her feet clearly when she came back.

The very penetrating suona sound gradually rose away, and there was only a dark shadow left in the funeral procession, and the three of them couldn't see clearly, there was a layer of mist in their eyes, although they were forced, but in the end they failed to save her, but let her sacrifice herself to fulfill them.

Xiao Yu'an smiled bitterly, held Yiren's hand and slowly let go, and walked decadently in the rain, like a walking corpse.

They were still in danger, but the Yiren did not want to persuade him, and the two followed him, a silent comfort.

"I want revenge!"

After walking for a long time, Xiao Yu'an stopped, as if he had made up his mind to say this, Yiren and Seventeen looked at each other, but before they could react, they suddenly remembered the sound of the horseshoe armor.

Seventeen hearts were in a daze, and Xiao Yu'an looked at each other, the two tacitly blew a whistle to summon the mount that Jing Ming realized for them to move out, and Seventeen turned on his horse and stretched out his hand towards the Yiren to hit the horse.

The yellow mud splashed behind him, and the two people holding the reins didn't care so much, so they beat their horses and ran to the east.

The sky was getting brighter, and the horse's speed gradually slowed down, and Xiao Ye's people behind him were chasing after him, and Seventeen tightened the Yiren in front of him, and kissed her forehead sideways, just to comfort.

Seeing that the distance behind them was getting closer and closer, Seventeen and Yiren's eyes collided in the air, probably with the idea of ending up together, and the two of them coincidentally thought of using their own people to drag Xiao Ye to send Xiao Yu'an out, Xiao Yu'an probably guessed their thoughts, so he stuck to them and stabbed people close to them with a long sword.

Someone next to him suddenly brushed by, Seventeen took out the long whip on his waist and shook it, knocking down the group of people who were close to them, the latecomer instantly came to the top, Seventeen kept waving the long whip in his hand, his eyes were in front, and he couldn't see the situation behind clearly, so he could only use brute force to shake it, which was really laborious.

Yiren felt that his breathing was gradually heavy, and suddenly heard him snort, and the sword rain followed, Xiao Yu'an could only take care of himself, barely able to resist, Seventeen had to protect the Yiren in front of him, and he didn't dare to expose her to the slightest, and he could only use his back as a live target.

Iren turned his head, and saw that the blood was running down the corners of his lips, and his face was getting paler, but he seemed to be a man of all right, and waved his long whip uneasily.

She turned her head to see the long scissors of his chest from the back of the bed, and the blood instantly soaked his black robe, and Yiren was confused, "Seventeen?" At some point, her voice had become a crying tone.

Seventeen's heart tightened, and he straightened her head, "I'm not dead yet, but don't remember to cry and mourn, even if you remarry and marry for the second time, your husband will still be me." ”

He joked weakly, trying to ease the tension of the Yiren, but the people behind him chased after him, and the rain of arrows kept making her relax. Thinking about narrowing his sense of existence and not letting him be distracted, he suddenly saw a group of people in front of him, "Ansheng! Peaceful! This way!" From a distance, she saw An Sheng leading people to rush this way, waving his hands constantly.

"Seventeen, seventeen, if you hold on, you'll be saved right away! Hold on!"

Hearing this, Seventeen instantly leaned softly on her shoulder, "I'm too tired, it's a little cold, let me rest." ”

The Yiren knew that he had lost too much blood and did not dare to move, for fear of pulling his wounds.

An Sheng led the men and horses to confront Xiao Ye's people, and the other party spent a night, not An Sheng's opponent, so they only fled.

"Why are you here?" Xiao Yu'an saw that someone had run away, so he asked him.

"Seventeen, seventeen?"

An Sheng was about to answer, but was called to his senses by a terrible cry, and saw Seventeen hugging Yiren and leaning on her shoulder, his face was pale, and sweat was like rain, he instantly gathered his mind, carried the person on his back, and ran quickly in the direction of the suburbs.

While running, he explained, "We heard about Xiao Ye of Marquis Xiao on the northern road, and we were uneasy, thinking that it would be an ambush, so we ordered the deputy general to be stationed in the local area on the grounds of quelling the riot, and I led the people from the western border to Kyoto to meet you, for fear of ruining your plan, we are stationed in the suburbs, and we are here to meet you today." ”

"Here, the camp is here, surrounded by mountains, remote and safe."

An Sheng introduced breathlessly as he walked, and as soon as he entered the tent, he hurriedly walked out, "Medical officer, where is the medical officer, come out quickly." ”

Yiren and Seventeen stood aside and couldn't do anything, the people around them were all experienced, boiling water, changing clothes, walking back and forth, and the people watching became more and more nervous.

The military doctor hurriedly came, holding the medicine box in his right hand and his white beard in his left hand, when he saw the person lying on the bed on his back, he gasped and pushed away Xiao Yu'an in front of him, "What's going on?" Don't want to die? I really think I have the ability to grow flesh and bones. ”

As he spoke, no one dared to resist, he was a northern medical officer who had returned to his hometown, and he returned to Beijing with Seventeen to officially become an idler, and after the accident in Kyoto, Seventeen gathered people and called him back.

I thought that Yiren couldn't bear to look at it, but who knew that she opened her eyes and watched the whole process of his arrow pulling out in one second, no matter how painful it was, she only frowned, and she didn't make a sound, she was distressed when she saw it, and couldn't help but cover her lips and cry.

Xiao Yu'an also stood silently on the side, with a visible decadence all over him, clenching his fists, and forbearing.

For the longest time, a long sword was close to the heart, and the old doctor didn't dare to do it casually, so he sighed a few times before and after, and raised his hand several times to put it down.

Seeing this, Xiao Yu'an forgot to run outside the tent.

"This pull, life and death can be fate, a moment's thing, but you still have to pull it?"

"He's got a life." Yiren still spoke, looking at the person lying in a pool of blood tenderly, "He belongs to a cat, nine lives, strong." ”

The old doctor glanced at her and sighed, "Let's all go out, don't disturb me." ”

Even though An Sheng was unwilling, he didn't dare to disturb, and Yiren bowed slightly, "Mr. Lao please must save him." ”

Yiren walked out of the tent and didn't see Xiao Yu'an, so he asked the guard guarding the door, "Where is the prince?" ”

"Back to the princess, in the main tent."

Yiren secretly felt bad, and walked quickly to the main tent, and sure enough, he saw Xiao Yu'an surrounded by a cadre of lieutenant generals, "With our manpower, it is impossible to fight hard, but take this opportunity to drag them down, and then take the opportunity to recall the men and horses stationed in the north and catch them off guard." ”

"But attacking Kyoto is not that easy."

"Of course it's not that easy!"

When everyone turned around, they saw Yiren dressed in white, walking in indifferently, and everyone saluted, "I've seen Miss Ye." ”

"You go out first, I have something to say to His Royal Highness the Prince."

"Miss Ye, we are discussing ......"

"Get out!"

Today's conversation has become a secret between Su Li and her, she silently pressed it in her heart, and her long-term thoughts have become a heart disease, and the people she cares about can be seen at a glance.

Seventeen is such a concerned person, sneaking into her room at night to pester her to make her understand, Yiren had no choice but to tell him everything.

Seventeen knelt at the head of her bed, still wearing a dark undershirt, her brows furrowed, obviously embarrassed.

Yiren glanced at the sun outside, put the small blanket on the futon on his body, and wrapped the blanket tightly, "In this way, this matter cannot be known to Yu An, according to his temperament, it is absolutely impossible to ignore it." ”

Yiren nodded decadently, "So these days, I've been silently observing, looking for days when I can get out of the city, if, if I don't go through these ......"

Her voice was dyed with crying, Seventeen knew that she was wronged, and stepped forward to hug her in his arms, "You are not wrong, don't feel embarrassed, it is the real mistake for him to keep here, he shouldn't have seen this." ”

Although after this, Xiao Yu'an may blame her, but there is no other opinion, Xiao Houye's death has given him a great impact, he doesn't say it, but he is silently squeezing in his heart, if he is stimulated again, Yiren dare not guarantee whether he can control himself.

Only leaving is the best choice, with their current ability, they are powerless to stop it, even if they try their best, they will only let them die in vain, but they don't have the capital to send death like this now, they can't afford to lose, it's better to hide far away, and pray that the damage will be less.

Yiren listened to his careful care, and gradually calmed down, Seventeen noticed that her emotions were gradually calming down, and saw her facing him, and her fingertips gently wiped away her tears, "It's strange." ”

Yiren lowered his eyes, a rare feeling of grievance, and when Seventeen saw this, he held her face with both hands.

Yiren saw a magnified pretty face slowly approaching, the tip of his nose touched the tip of her nose, his forehead was against her forehead, there was a warm breath spread on his face, and a gentle kiss fell from his mouth, like a dragonfly dotting water, tasting it shallowly, that's it, it also made Yiren's breathing out of rhythm, and his little face was red.

Seventeen held her face and smiled wordlessly, "Little girl!"

Just this sentence, which seemed to be helpless, made Yiren's heart flood with a lot of grievances, and her eyes turned red all of a sudden, she didn't want people to see her like this, so she put her forehead on Seventeen's shoulder, and cried silently.

She is just a girl, most of the girls from ordinary families are at home with husbands and children, or they are not filial to their parents at home, which is not an innocent and good girl, she is biased, she was born with conspiracy and trickery, stirring up the situation, where there is a little girl's appearance, plainly let her give birth to a little grievance.

Seeing this, Seventeen was obviously panicked, "What, what's wrong?" Little lady?"

As he spoke, he was about to help her up, wanting to take a closer look at her appearance, but Yiren felt too embarrassed, so he could only change the topic and speak sullenly, "When we first met, I asked you whether you should take into account the seven emotions and six desires in the face of major rights and wrongs. ”

"Brother Xiao chooses the big right and wrong, and I am very angry when I hear it, because I think I want both, but now, now ......"

It was originally to change the topic, but who knew that talking and talking touched her inner emotions again.

At the beginning, she used the hypothesis of the plague in the neighboring villages to ask them, and asked whether they chose to abandon the people who were infected with the plague to protect the people who were not infected with the plague, or to mix in the people who were not infected with the plague to save the people who were infected with the plague.

At that time, Xiao Yu'an was still a gentleman, full of benevolence and righteousness, so she naturally chose to protect the big and give up the small, but she thought that there was a chance, why not give it a try, contrary to his point of view.

But now in the face of such a choice, their actions are diametrically opposed to the original choice, and they have also chosen each other's paths, although they are forced by the situation, but this persecution makes Yiren feel panicked, and she is afraid that she will eventually become the person she hates.

Seventeen sighed helplessly, took off his shoes and climbed onto the bed to hug her in his arms, covered her with the quilt again, hugged her with one hand, and gently patted her on the back with the other hand to show comfort.

Yiren stiffened and listened to him: "There are many things in this world, there is no right or wrong, but the world has to draw a boundary for it, and they say that it is wrong, but isn't the boundary still drawn by people themselves?"

Ito didn't understand what he was saying, and his mind was still messed up with his movements.

I heard him say again: "You don't want to make that choice, if you don't do it, why embarrass yourself, and let others hate you, you force people to do things but lose your heart, what's the point?"

You force people to become yes, and then lose their hearts, so what's the point?

Why the new dynasty is because Dayan needs a new dynasty, and the leader of the new dynasty should no longer be a person who only has power in his heart, but a person with flesh and blood and a beating heart.

"The little lady can do whatever she wants, everything is up to me."

Yiren came back to her senses, even her eyes were clear, she straightened up suddenly, looked at Seventeen, who was still holding her, and suddenly smiled, and rushed over to hug him, "Seventeen, thank you." ”