Chapter Ninety-Five: Pretending to Sleep

"Hurry up".

The flying sword was getting closer and closer to Gu Muqing, and the guards in the palace also approached Gu Muqing as fast as they could.

In this extremely anxious atmosphere, Gu Muqing opened his eyes and looked at Zun Mojun, looking at him with four eyes, and Zun Motian behind Zun Mojun was also looking at Gu Muqing with an incomprehensible look.

Jing Tong one-handed The guards rushed to Gu Muqing's side, but unfortunately she was still a step too late With a "bang", the sharp sword was inserted into Gu Muqing's weak body, and she fell to the ground with a smile, blood gushing out of her chest, like a blooming red flower.

Gorgeous robes, crimson blood, people who fainted in pools of bright red blood......

The long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, blinking slightly.

Wang Yulin stood panting on the roof of the main hall, looking at the woman on the ground who was full of blood and knelt down in despair. Tears rolled down his face.

"Why her?" He clenched his fists, his nails digging deep into his palms, as if he didn't feel it, he still clenched it, and any pain in his body at this time could not withstand the feeling in his heart.

Obviously, a few hours ago, he had sworn to protect his fairy sister forever, but he was not by her side when she needed it most.

At the bottom of the house, another grief-stricken man knelt beside Gu Muqing.

Zun Mojun desperately hugged Gu Muqing's body, and donated blood to stain the light-colored clothes he specially wore for her today.

"Pass on the imperial doctor, send Princess Xuan to the widow's bedroom for recuperation." Zun Motian's calm voice sounded behind him, "The one who caught the assassin and Princess Xuan will receive the reward together." ”

A bolt of lightning pierced the silence of the sky, and a thunderclap woke up the creatures of the earth.

The rain rained down like silver arrows, shooting fiercely and violently to every corner, as if to wash away the wrath of the heavens and fill up the resentment of the world.

Gu Muqing's eyes were tightly closed, his face was pale and almost transparent, his bloodless lips, and his wet hair was sticking to his face.

was hugged by Zun Mojun, and her whole body was long gone, but she didn't know when and where she was.

A white light slowly spread in front of her eyes, and she seemed to have come to a steam train station, where an old man with gray hair hobbled and waited for her.

"Are you Gu Muqing?" The old man walked to Gu Muqing's side.

Gu Muqing looked at this old woman, speechless in surprise for a moment, she looked into her eyes, and saw herself in her chaotic eyes.

"Who are you?" Gu Muqing asked tremblingly.

"When you see me, you should know who I am."

The old man smiled and pulled Gu Muqing to sit on the long chair on the platform.

"Am I dead?" Gu Muqing asked again.

The old man stared ahead, "I can't define your life and death here, just like the train here, I can't judge the direction in which it is traveling." ”

"I could say you a long time later, or you a long time ago."

The old man said meaningfully, "Every choice you make determines every step of your life, and you may not realize that everything that happens to you comes from yourself." ”

The more Gu Muqing opened, the more she couldn't figure out the old man's intention to speak, she just wanted to ask about the things in front of her.

"I would like to take the liberty of asking, how do I get back to where I came? There are still things I want to do that I haven't done. ”

The old man suddenly got up, stood in front of Gu Muqing, and smiled weirdly, "Who said you need to go back", the billowing smoke suddenly poured up, enveloping everything around the old man and Gu Muqing, and everything was white.

Gu Muqing opened his eyes and saw that he was lying on a six-foot-wide agarwood bed.

"You're awake, why do I look like this every time I see you?"

Gu Muqing heard a familiar voice in her ears, and she turned her head sideways to see that it was Gu Wen, "Doctor Gu." I don't know how many days I've been asleep, and my throat seems to be bad, and I make an unfamiliar sound.

Gu Muqing looked down at himself, his upper body was wrapped in white bandages again and again, "What's wrong with me?" ”

"I don't know if you are in a good or bad life, Princess."

Gu Wen sat beside Gu Muqing, took her pulse, and said to her, "The sword you blocked for the emperor pierced under your shoulder, which is not the same as your heart, if the princess had deviated a little more to the right side at that time, she would not have seen the slave maid today." ”

Gu Muqing listened to Gu Wen's worried and somewhat joking tone, and knew that his injury this time was not too serious, "How many days have I been asleep?" ”

Gu Wen counted his fingers and calculated, "If you go back to the princess, it should be the fourth hour of your third day of coma." ”

"What Dr. Gu said just now, I shouldn't be a big deal? Why did I fall asleep for so long? Gu Muqing asked.

"The princess has a big life, although she was assassinated at that time, and the sword was crooked, but this person's martial arts are strong and the internal strength is profound, the strength of the sword is greater, the position of the stab is very deep, and the princess is frightened, she has lost a lot of blood, and it is normal to sleep for a long time."

Gu Muqing smiled bitterly, he could be regarded as picking up a life.

"Lord Xuan has been waiting at the door for a long time, and the prince has been accompanying the princess day and night to take care of the princess, and the ministers are now going to report that you have woken up the good news and the prince."

Gu Muqing smiled and breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that she had returned to the world of the Great Zhou Dynasty, which made her feel relieved.

She wanted to wave her hand with a big grin, but she didn't expect her shoulders to be wrapped in bandages too tightly to lift up, so she smiled bitterly and let Gu Wen go down.

She lay on this strange bed and looked around.

In the dormitory, the cloud top sandalwood is used as a beam, the crystal jade is the lamp, the pearl is the curtain, and the fan gold is the pillar base. The tent is embroidered all over the beads and silver thread begonia flowers, the wind is moving, like the sea of falling clouds, the incense burner is burning in the room, the green smoke is curling, and the whole bedroom is lightly filled.

Gu Muqing sniffed, this smell ...... It is the taste of Zun Motian.

Could it be that he is in the emperor's bedroom?

She recalled that in the plot she watched, now it should be the episode where Gu Muqing sacrificed for love to block the sword for the emperor, and then was deceived by the emperor's sugar-coated cannonball and persecuted Zun Mojun.

What can I do about this, now I can't move and is arranged by the emperor in my bedroom.

This Zun Motian must be beautiful and say that it is because of his meritorious rescue work, he must be waiting for himself to wake up and use himself to deal with Zun Mojun.

She wanted to pretend to be asleep, but Gu Wen must have reported the matter of her awakening to Lizun Mojun now, and it was impossible for her to avoid it.

She felt that she had a splitting headache now, so she simply closed her eyes and fell asleep.