The distance from the palace maid's courtyard to the internal affairs office is not short, and unless you go straight through the inner courtyard from the imperial garden, there is no shortcut at all.

An Yu didn't want to get into trouble, and honestly chose to walk around the wall of the imperial garden.

But as soon as he walked to the door of the imperial garden, he saw a figure jumping into the lotus pond with a thud, followed by the cracking sound of the wine jar falling to the ground, and a surprised and remorseful shout: "Niangniang! ”

Which concubine took the initiative to throw herself into the lake?

An Yu looked at the two guards guarding the gate of the Imperial Garden, and hurriedly pinched his throat and hid to the side and shouted: "Niangniang has dived!" Why don't you go and save her! ”

His voice was full of anger and sharpness, pretending to drag them into the water.

The two guards looked at each other and hurriedly rushed over to look for them by the lake.

There were no lights in the imperial garden, it was all lit by the lanterns in the hands of the group of palace people who followed Shen Qingjun, although the shout of the Youth League just now could barely locate it, but the Youth League itself also jumped down.

Now I only know that Qing Zhaoyi has fallen into the water, and a group of headless flies can only accept their fate, no matter which direction they are, they all hurriedly approach the edge of the lotus pond, and then jump into the water like dumplings, searching indiscriminately.

An Yu watched where Shen Qingjun jumped in, and now it happened that the guards were not there, it was a good opportunity to go down to save people and ask for rewards, but ......

She looked at the palace people in the pool full of water, floating on the surface one by one, and there was no way for her to save people.

Not to mention how to jump in the air, even if it goes down, if Shen Qingjun holds himself like a straw when he is alive and dies, and there are still people blocking him in his face, maybe both of them will have to finish playing.

Are these people planning to save more people, or are they jumping off because they are afraid of being blamed?

An Yu walked straight towards the edge of the pool, and suddenly saw a few stone benches by the pavilion, and suddenly thought about it.

She trotted over and pushed with her hand, and sure enough, the stone bench was able to move.

The pavilion was built on the lotus pond according to the water, and the stone benches were not too far away, so An Yu puffed up, squatted down and held the stone bench in his hand, strode forward and threw the stone bench off the edge of the pavilion, and shouted with all his breath: "Here!" is here! It's all sinking! Come and help! ”

Then taking advantage of the time when the palace people who were floating all over the pool gathered here, he jumped down from the other end of the pavilion and swam towards Shen Qingjun.

The Youth League is a person who doesn't know how to water, although he has been trained in martial arts with other maids in the General's Mansion since he was a child, but it is also the degree of physical fitness.

There are only big rivers near the royal capital, there are no lakes, and there are not even many sons and ladies of princes and nobles who have learned to swim, let alone maids born from families like Qingtuan.

If it weren't for the sake of their own Zhaoyi and losing their minds, how could the Youth League throw themselves into this cold water regardless of their lives?

She jumped down and began to flutter, choking on a few mouthfuls of water, and grabbing the edge of the pool before drowning herself.

The palace people who jumped down around wanted to save her, but they were scolded by her and told them to hurry up and save Shen Qingjun and leave her alone.

Now seeing those palace people swimming into the distance one by one for some reason, Qingtuan was even more furious, but she had been fluttering in the water for a while, plus the water was cold at night, her lips were frozen white, and no matter how much she forced her throat, she couldn't make a sound as loud as An Yu.

Qingtuan trembled in the pool, his knuckles were white, and although he had more than enough heart but not enough strength, he still let go of the pool bank that could hold him firmly, and swam back into the water again as if he was dying.

When An Yu swam over, she happened to see Qingtuan half-floating on the surface of the lake, she was almost out of strength, her eyes were half-open and half-closed, her stomach was filled with a lot of water, and she barely floated on the water without dying.

Now that the time was urgent, An Yu didn't talk nonsense with her, dived directly, put his hands on the waist of the Youth League and pushed her away, and then swam to the shore to help her grasp steadily.

"You, rest first," An Yu pressed her back to help her speed up her breathing: "Don't do stupid things." ”

Seeing that although she couldn't speak, she was still emotional, An Yu had to think of a way: "I'll save your mother, you call her name again, the black light is blind, I can only find her if there is movement underwater, understand?" ”

Stop jumping into the lake by yourself, understand?

It didn't matter if the Youth League had ears into the water, whether they could hear it or not, An Yu kicked the edge of the pool and went into the depths after speaking.

How long has it been, and if you grind and chirp, the ladder that jumped into the water should bubble up and float on its own.

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Soaking in the icy lake water, the skin feels from the initial tingling and gradually loses consciousness, and even occasionally has a strange warmth.

An Yu took the stone bench as Shen Qingjun's stand-in but there was no mistake unexpectedly, Shen Qingjun was holding the wine jar in his arms, the mud seal had been opened, the lake water had the upper hand, the wine jar itself was strong, filled with water, like a big stone, and it was pressed on her chest.

At first, Shen Qingjun could still hold her breath with the rest of her consciousness, trying to keep herself in the water longer, but now, she was lying at the bottom of the pool, half-dreaming and half-awake, with a congested breath in her chest, and with the water altar compacted in her chest, it was like being pressed by a ghost in a dream.

But it's not a dream.

The reduction in water pressure and air at the bottom of the lake is about to really take her life.

After a long time, she struggled a few times and spat out a bunch of bubbles.

"Mother.... Zhaoyi.... Miss! ”

In the dream, the Youth League cried more and more violently, helpless and desperate.

Isn't this to get caught a cold and hide from under the emperor's nose? The Youth League is really worrying.

Shen Qingjun moved his fingers, but he could only grasp the silt at the bottom of the pool.

The water in the pond is very cold, the lotus leaves have not yet emerged, if in the summer, the entire pond is covered by lotus leaves, that is, no matter how many unjust souls are buried here, there must be no ripples.

Thinking so, she lay quietly at the bottom of the pool, but her thoughts seemed to drift far away.

Because death was about touching her fingertips, she began to think about the street home again.

A clean and tidy stone path leads to the General's Mansion with red lanterns. Her brother was beside her, and her mother and father stood at the door, waiting for them to come home.

An Yu aimed at the direction where Shen Qingjun jumped and dived directly, but fortunately, Shen Qingjun was holding the jar and fell directly down, and he didn't encounter any fluttering, otherwise there would be no way to find her so easily.

But if she didn't hold the jar, it is estimated that An Yu would not have a chance to save her, maybe she would be able to pounce on her own.

When he swam over, Shen Qingjun was quietly standing at the bottom of the pool, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

emmmm…… Anyway, it's coming, and you can catch a dead one while it's hot?

An Yu was shocked for a few seconds by Shen Qingjun's chest crushing boulder-hugging the altar settlement, and then pushed the jar away with his hand.

Without suppression, Shen Qingjun automatically began to float upward, and An Yu was also happy to save effort, rushed to Shen Qingjun's body, and accelerated her upward floating.

"Qing Zhaoyi ......" is a shout on the water.

An Yu almost stopped without holding back, and hugged Shen Qingjun in surprise and glanced at her face fiercely.

！！！

Is it really that Shen Qingjun?!

Why can't you think about it like that?