's consciousness was already awake when Leng Qingchen had accused Ji Changge of blaming her before, it was the pain that made her faint, and it was the pain that called her back, but she had no strength. Unlike yesterday, today she couldn't even move a finger.

When the assassin pulled out the soft sword with all his might, Xiao He felt as if half of his three souls and seven spirits had been drained away. Blood was gurgling down her left shoulder, and she could feel her warm blood slowly getting cold. The thick smell of rust welled up in her throat, and she swallowed hard. However, Xiao He still felt that her body was slowly becoming icy, and she suddenly regretted blocking this sword for Mu Churan, she knew that it was so uncomfortable, she should have let him suffer this crime herself.

Suddenly, Xiao He felt that he was being held into a warm embrace. This person hugged very tightly at first, so tight that Xiao He's wound cracked for two more points, and red blood oozed out again, making Xiao He snort in pain. He should have looked down when he heard it, because Xiao He felt the end of his hair brushing the side of his neck, a little itchy, and then the strength of holding her loosened a little.

Xiao He only felt that she was very tired, the last idea she made for Ji Changge's situation in a daze had exhausted all her last energy, and now Xiao He completely relied on instinctive reactions. The aroma of ambergris on Mu Churan's body has not been used since it hit the palace, it has faded a lot, and it is not very pungent at the moment. Xiao He was tired, he only felt that it smelled very warm, so he didn't care who was holding him, and arched into someone's arms, like a little milk cat.

Mu Churan couldn't cry or laugh at the moment, what kind of man is this Xiao He? When I was awake, I seemed to be scheming deeper than the water of the Langjiang River, but when I passed out, all my actions were like a female doll that didn't grow up.

The corners of Mu Churan's mouth pursed unconsciously, as if he was holding back a smile. Even though the light around him was dim and no one was staring at him, he was still afraid that someone would find out this sincere smile.

Mu Churan remembered Fang Cai's scene, but it was still very dangerous.

The female assassin did not hesitate to draw his sword, and it was not clear whether Ji Changge had been sincere in blocking before, but if the two of them joined forces to act, then it would be difficult for him to survive.

My sister is pampered, where has I seen such a sword and sword, and I was so frightened that I was stunned. He himself was sure to leave the dangerous place unharmed, but the Assassins pinched him and were reluctant to leave her alone. Seeing that the soft sword was heading straight for Wan'er, even if he knew the assassin's intentions, he could only block the sword for her with his flesh and blood.

Who would have thought that Xiao He, who had repeatedly doubted and tried repeatedly, would risk his life for himself and end up like this. Yesterday he saved his life under the lake, and he was just considering the talent of the court and his intelligence and cleverness. Today, he saved himself, I am afraid that it is only for the righteousness of this monarch and minister, the grace of saving his life.

Mu Churan hugged the person in his arms, and he was a little lost for no reason, is that all?

There are many pavilions on the dragon boat. The royal bedroom is on the third floor at the top, under which the royal nobles are located, and below that are the bedrooms of the ministers and ministers.

Xiao He's bedroom is in a corner, by the window, and outside the window is an endless array of green lotus leaves. Xiao He sometimes gets up early in the morning, and he will lean against the beautiful woman under the window to read the book. Occasionally, you can hear the melodious flute sound coming from the adjacent wing, and the flute is very full, which shows that the owner's breath is very stable. Xiao He once inquired inadvertently, as if it was a Honglu Siqing surnamed Shen.

When Xiao He stepped out of this bedroom in the morning, he definitely didn't expect that he would come in sideways again at night, and he was still carried in by His Majesty the Emperor.

This bedroom was obviously more than a little worse than what Mu Churan lived in, and as soon as he opened the door, Mu Churan frowned. I have never pursued extravagant enjoyment, and now it seems that I have lived in a spacious and bright house for a long time, and I am still quite unaccustomed to suddenly coming to the low and small bedroom of the princess here.

Although he would return to the imperial capital in a few days, he still instructed Gonggong Liu to find a spacious and comfortable room for Xiao He to live in for a few days, so that he could recuperate.

Gonggong Liu was about to take the order, and Mu Churan suddenly felt that the person in his arms gently tugged at his sleeve, and the two diamond lips were trembling slightly, as if he was saying something. Mu Churan hurriedly put his ear close to Xiao He's lips, Xiao He's upper and lower lips moved, and the few words he muttered were to say that he was used to living here, and asked His Majesty not to change it.

Since Xiao He spoke, Mu Churan couldn't insist anymore.

Lifting the brocade quilt, he was about to carefully place Xiao He on the bed, but Mu Churan felt that the bed was a little hard, so he ordered someone to get a soft quilt of celestial velvet, the kind that was the same as the one he used. I felt that the quilt was too thin, so I sent someone to change it again. After several times, Xiao He was settled.

At this time, the imperial doctor had already arrived, and he was waiting outside, and everyone got out of the way.

The imperial doctor stepped forward to pay a visit, and the sword wounded the flesh and bones, and needed to be cleaned immediately to stop the bleeding. took out the medicine box and set out the tools in turn, and was about to untie Xiao He's clothes, but where did Xiao He get the strength to grab the neckline at this time. Mu Churan thought that he was just a boy and a girl, and he was quite shy, so he persuaded him to follow the doctor's instructions to take medicine, and he went out with all the idle people in the room.

Since then, everyone has known that Lord Xiao He Xiao, who sacrificed his life to save the car, would be shy, and this remark was still rumored as an interesting story until later, so I will not show it here for the time being.

Xiao He saw that everyone had left, and the hand that he had been holding on to his neckline before let go as if he was deflated.

She closed her eyes and spoke weakly to the Imperial Doctor.

"The wound of the soft sword, about half a finger deep, entered the flesh, did not pierce the bone, and bled a lot."

The Imperial Physician waved her hand and motioned for her to stop talking. The clothes on the left shoulder blade of Xiao He's neckline had been cut by the soft sword, and they were so contaminated with blood that they twisted into a ball, making it impossible to distinguish the original color. The imperial doctor only slightly uncovered it, cleaned, medicated, and bandaged her. In every process, Xiao He felt as if she had relived the pain of the soft sword when she pulled it out, and when it was bandaged, she was already sweating profusely and her face was pale.

At this time, the imperial doctor also prescribed the medicine, looked back at her, took another piece of paper and wrote a few words, and then put down the pen in his hand.

Before leaving, he handed a piece of paper to Xiao He, went out, handed another piece of paper to the maid who served Xiao He, and ordered her to quickly go to get materials and boil medicine.

Seeing that after the imperial doctor came out, many people came in to visit Xiao He, and Mu Churan was no longer among them. Xiao He only closed his eyes, looking very tired, please let everyone disperse.

After everyone dispersed, Xiao He Fang took out the piece of paper, which read.

"Shu, Shu".

Xiao He was very drumming in his heart, writing his secret on paper and handing it to himself, but he didn't tell others. What does this Imperial Doctor want to do? However, he really almost exposed his daughter's body, thinking that he was fortunate to grab the collar in time in front of everyone just now, Xiao He was still glad to himself.

Mu Churan was listening to the chief of the guard report on the latest news of the capture of the assassin at this moment.

There are many lotus leaves on the water here, and the coverage of going into the water to catch the assassin is too wide, so the chief of the guard did not take this method without authorization.

The Assassin had been wounded and must not stay in the water for too long, otherwise he would die of blood loss for a long time, so the Assassin would seize the opportunity to go ashore. Therefore, the chief guard arranged for guards to squat in many dark places, just waiting for the Assassin to appear, when the Assassin had been lurking in the water for a long time, his breathing was unsteady, and he would be exhausted, so he quickly captured him when he was unprepared and had no power to parry.

Mu Churan listened to the chief of the guard confidently report, and always felt that something was missing. After a long time, he realized that what was missing was Ji Changge's well-planned strategy that gave people a full sense of security. However, he is the emperor, and he can't lose face and personally lead the guards to arrest him, even if the chief of the guard is ordinary, he can only do so.

Mu Churan thought of Ji Changge at this moment, and felt some infinite emotion in his heart.

This boy who was born in Yunjing and grew up in Yunjing, grew up drinking the water of the tributaries of the Langjiang River, and learned etiquette, righteousness, poetry, and swordsmanship. After growing up to be a humble gentleman, he went to the border to join the army, and after several ups and downs to do the garrison of Jiuzhou, Jiuzhou is away from Yunjing on the edge of the Langjiang River, and finally can live with his parents and family at the head and tail of the Langjiang River, and drink the same river water. But he loves his hometown so deeply, and in the end he can only watch the raging Langjiang River go against the gentle normalcy of the past, engulfing the people of his hometown, and even his sister.

It is probably really impossible to judge what kind of life a person has from his appearance. The gentleness of the eyebrows and eyes may not be the true love of the father and mother, and the alienation of the eyes may not be in the middle of the family. What will be hidden in eyes like Xiao He

In the early morning of the next day, Mu Churan suddenly wanted to go and see Ji Changge.

The dragon boat is not as good as in the palace of the imperial capital, and the so-called detention place is just a cabin below deck, and the conditions are extremely bad.

Mu Churan walked down the stairs, and the light of the morning sun shot into the cabin along the narrow staircase. Due to the structural characteristics of the cabin itself, it is relatively dark and damp, it is difficult to see sunlight, and there is a smell of dust. Although the royal dragon boat even the cabin was extremely clean, Mu Churan still couldn't help but hide his nose.

The cabin is full of daily consumables, and it looks like a warehouse, and the rest of the space is not very large.

Mu Churan looked around, trying to find the figure with unparalleled bones and gentle eyebrows.

However, it wasn't until the guards led him to Ji Changge that Mu Churan took a closer look and recognized that this was Ji Changge, the third-grade general who seized the opportunity to speak out in the court.

There was a small cell under the cabin, and the light was dim. A figure sat there with his back quietly, and the guard in charge of guarding the prisoner told Mu Churan that it was Ji Changge, the rebel.

Mu Churan slowly approached with his hands in his hands.

Ji Changge was still wearing the black clothes with solemn blessings at yesterday's banquet, but there seemed to be a lot of wrinkles, which made people look tired and no longer as energetic as before. Presumably, the guards were not polite to him when they escorted him in.