Chapter 402: True Love
But when he turned around, Lin Lailai's worried and tangled eyes went straight to Yang Yuan.
Mo Yi's heart was a little sour and hurt, he only turned his head and swiped the soft sword in his palm: "I don't care which one he is, I stand here today, don't want to move a single hair of his hair!" β
The man in black froze.
The eldest prince of the family had already rushed in with a big knife, and the silver light swept the big knife: "What are your rivers and lakes, all of you are rarely arguing in front of the master!" Now that the gate of this courtyard is closed, don't let anyone want to go out of it! β
In a flash of the sword, groups of officers and soldiers had already rushed in, surrounding the courtyard on three floors and three layers outside.
He Xiangya got married for the second time and soaked in soup again, and Yang Yuan, who was dressed in red, fell to the ground, the silver arrow on his chest was shining, and red blood was gurgling from the wound. He Xiangya was dressed in red but sat there dumbfounded, looking at the bunch of men in front of her eyes in a ball.
Lin Lailai couldn't take it anymore, and rushed straight to Yang Yuan's side, stretched out his palm and took out his palm towel from his clothes, and quickly pressed Yang Yuan's wound; The blood was still pouring out, soaking her scarf, and she immediately lifted the palm of her hand and tore off the hairband that was coiled around her head. Biting the end of the hair rope, the palm of one hand wrapped around Yang Yuan's left superior sternal chamber, tightly tying the major artery of his superior sternal chamber, so that the blood could no longer spurt out of the wound. Her palm technique is extremely neat, her movements are skillful, and the moment she helps Yang Yuan tie it, the blood will no longer surge like that.
He Xiangya looked at Lin Lailai dumbfounded, and she didn't know what to do.
When Lin Lailai turned his head, looked at her, reached out and picked up the red Luogai she threw on the ground, and said in a low voice: "Sorry, borrow." β
Lin Lailai picked up the red Luo Gai and only covered the wound on Yang Yuan's chest tightly.
Lin Lailai held down his injury: "Official, don't move, you were hit by an arrow, the wound is very deep, senior brother will take us away, rest assured." β
Yang Yuan only felt that the injury was very painful, and pressed her tightly, her breath was a little weak, listening to her sound, and thinking about the stubble that had just come to the church, her face actually swayed again, and she actually wanted to push her: "I...... I don't need you to ...... You're not...... It's not my lady anymore. β
Lin Lailai held him down and said only one sentence: "Official, it's troublesome." β
Yang Yuan's mixed breath was made for this sentence, and there was no wisp left.
Lin Lailai knew that the outcome of the melee was very likely to be defeated, and she needed to leave quickly before she could save Yang Yuan. She immediately half-helped Yang Yuan up, turned around and grabbed He Xiangya.
"Is there a secret passage in your city official's mansion?"
These officials often prepare secret passages for their own safety, and she can't be wrong to come here.
He Xiangya has been raised in the boudoir since she was a child, and no matter how bold she is, she is also stupid to everything in front of her eyes. Suddenly grabbed Lin Lailai's wrist, and only subconsciously replied: "In the backyard."
Rockery under ......"
Lin Lailai immediately helped Yang Yuan and walked to the back garden.
He Xiangya was stupid and hurriedly asked, "Official...... You're leaving, what should I do? β
Lin Lailai helped Yang Yuan, he was injured, and his body was weak and weak, but he also turned back to He Xiangya and said: "Second girl, cold dressing." β
He Xiangya blinked, as if she didn't understand at all.
Lin Lailai pulled Yang Yuan and walked to the back garden step by step.
Yang Yuan's anger was already uncomfortable, but he still teased her: "This ...... A joke...... A little...... It's not funny. β
Lin Lailai supported Yang Yuan's weak body, frowned and said, "Don't talk about it, the official." β
Yang Yuan's body couldn't do it, but he still pushed her: "Official...... Which one...... Is it your official? You're not...... Have you decided not to want me? You go...... Let's go! I...... I don't need you to save it! β
"Official!" Lin Lailai grabbed him.
Yang Yuan stumbled a few steps and almost fell.
Lin Lailai held him with one palm, and only felt the blood in his palm.
Lin Lailai caught him: "Official, don't make any more trouble." It's time to get out of here. β
Yang Yuan looked at her: "Do you know who I am, and you want to save me?" β
Lin Lailai also looked at him.
They had been so determined to separate, but at this moment, they stared at each other, and their eyes were dark.
Lin Lailai looked at Yang Yuan, and only said like that: "I don't know who you are, I only know that you are a petty official who has worshiped me three times." I know that you have a grudge against me in your heart, but even if you want to divide it, I will never see you seriously injured and ignore it. My dear. β
Yang Yuan glared at her.
Eye-burning.
There seemed to be some slight touch, but even more, it was a glittering cold.
"You'll regret it."
He also said this sentence to He Xiangya.
Lin Lailai nodded, "Perhaps." But at least, I don't regret it now. β
Yang Yuan's heart ached.
As soon as his breath weakened, a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Lin Lailai hurriedly supported him.
Mo Yi came straight at this time, and suddenly saw the two of them supporting each other, and his eyes darkened slightly.
"Let's go! Only half a pillar of incense! β
Lin Lailai listened to Mo Yi's words, and hurriedly pulled Yang Yuan to turn around. Yang Yuan was seriously injured and staggered. Mo Yi glanced at him, but finally gritted his teeth and stepped forward to hug Yang Yuan. The two of them half-pulled and half-dragged, and then ran Yang Yuan to the rockery in the back garden.
After only walking a few steps, the sword light and sword shadow behind him had already attacked.
When Lin Lailai boarded, he pushed Mo Yi and Yang Yuan into the rockery cave: "Senior brother, you take him first!" β
Lailai pressed Mo Yi's palm: "Senior brother, you can rest assured." β
Mo Yi glanced at Lin Lailai's palm and nodded.
Yang Yuan was about to run out of strength, and in a hazy way, he saw Lin Lailai's back turning his face, and wanted to say something, but he didn't say it, so he pulled Mo Yi straight into the cave.
person
The shadow had already caught up.
Seeing Lin Lailai turn around, the men in black immediately followed her footsteps.
Lin Lailai turned to the right corner of the rockery, and was breathing a sigh of relief, in order to lure away those people and relax slightly, how do you know that she has not raised her head, after the rockery, suddenly leaned out a palm, clasped her shoulder and slapped the back of her neck!
Knock β
Lin Lailai's eyes darkened, and his entire body immediately fell to the ground.
Zhang opened his eyes, and the darkness of the room and the slightly dark and inquiring gaze of the men were projected.
Lin Lailai calmed his mood and wiped the water droplets on the side.
It must have been a very low darkroom, and the light in the attic was very bad, and it was late at night, and she lost her senses after she was knocked unconscious, and she didn't know where she had taken herself. I felt that there were a lot of men around me, dressed in dark clothes, and I couldn't see my expression clearly. The cold droplets on her body reminded her of the pain.
"This kind of village woman, is she really compatible with that person?"
In the distance, there was a low sound coming, and the man sitting on the big chair in the middle hall had a gloomy face, looking at Lin Lailai's line of sight, and surrounded him deeply.
Lin Lailai sat up slightly and cleaned up his clothes.
"Lord Hui, this village woman is the woman's daughter, we are in the back mountain garden, and we see that they are intimate." There was a man dressed in black, who reported to the man in the middle hall.
"Lady?! How could such a person marry a wife?! The man in the middle hall stared at Lin Lailai coldly.
"My lord, my subordinates are true!" The man in black quickly knelt down and fell.
Lin Lailai sat in the cold ground, only to feel a very painful pain in the back of his neck. But she was not panicked, and she was not frightened when she looked at the dark eyes of the man in the middle hall. She knew who the "people" they were referring to, so she accepted the stares of those men with a frank attitude.
The man in the middle hall saw that she was neither humble nor arrogant, and slapped the palm of the armrest of the wooden chair vigorously: "The village woman in the hall, you are really the lady of Yang Yuan?!" β
Lin Lailai raised his head and looked at him, "I met the official Pingshui." β
She didn't answer, and she shouldn't.
"Is that true?!" The man eats big.
Lin Lailai pursed his lips: "The official only wrote a letter of resignation yesterday. β
"Bold!" The man in the middle hall heard her like this, and he was angry: "Bold village woman, you dare to tease the official like this!" Do you know what kind of person Yang Yuan is, you actually have such a disagreement with him, don't you even want your own neck head! β
Lin Lailai was stunned for a moment.
It wasn't the first time she'd heard such threats.
But he was only stunned for a moment, and then sipped his mouth slightly: "I met the official Pingshui, but it was also a floating fate, how the official was, he didn't ask for his wife." It is only right for the officials who are only in charge of their wives to have food and clothing and sleep warmly. β
What surprised me was that this person was actually from Chaoyan
The patrol of the Eight Mansions was even more shocked that such adults would secretly collude with the killer palm organization, and wanted to use her life to lure the seriously injured Yang Yuan out!
What life and death, she is not afraid.
But Yang Yuan's identity and background have actually been involved in such a big official position as the Eight Governors, what kind of person is he, Lin Lailai's heart has already taken a slight shape. Perhaps, maybe her petty official is really a preacher.
The inspector in the middle hall swept his eyes at Lin Lailai, and actually patted the chair: "Okay, according to your plan, summon the sun, the village women collude with the party, stir the * chaos Yanzhou, for the women are not virtuous, and the crime should be punished!" At noon on the seventh day of the lunar month, the entrance of the market is asked on the street! β
Lin Lailai sat on the ground.
Mo Yi turned his head and glanced into the low-hanging curtain: "If you can't hold it, just speak." β
"I can't die!" Yang Yuan was lying in the RV, only to feel abnormal pain in his chest.
"It doesn't matter if you die, just talk about it before you die, and I can leave you in the car so as not to stain my RV." Mo Yi frowned.
Yang Yuan listened in the car, and sat up angrily, "There is Lao Daxia who still touches me with this heart!" I'm going to jump down by myself before I die! β
"Heh, that's the best thing to do." Mo Yi's sound is cold.
These two men should not have been together, but before Lin Lailai was arrested, he actually pushed Yang Yuan to Mo Yi, Mo Yi looked at the little junior sister and stunned her with a palm, and the pain and anger in her heart were indescribable. The hateful soldier killer palm swarmed up, and if he didn't drag the seriously injured Yang Yuan away, he would trap himself with him. For many years, he could have gritted his teeth and dragged Yang Yuan away, but as soon as he saw him injured, he felt angry in his heart, and he could only beat him up if he hated it, so that he could exchange for the anger of the little junior sister who took him away.
For 3 years, he has guarded Lin Lailai day and night, wishing her peace and happiness, and living the rest of her days as plainly as she wants, but he didn't expect that a Yang Yuan suddenly appeared, completely subverting her life.
Mo Yi has nothing good to say to Yang Yuan.
Yang Yuan is also looking at Mo Yi left and right.
But the two of them artificially found Lin Lailai faster, and they didn't go together.
"Uh......" Yang Yuan β‘β‘.
Mo Yi frowned: "Endure for another half an hour, and when you get to Yunhai City, there will be a good Lang Zhong to help you diagnose and treat you." β
"How can those Lang Zhong cure my injury. I'm ......" Yang Yuan wanted to get up, but he felt very painful, moved slightly, his qi and blood suddenly surged, and he moved slightly, and he actually spit out a mouthful of blood!
Mo Yi smelled the bloody breath, although he didn't look at him, he didn't dare to put it on hold anymore, only waved the whip in his palm and shouted: "Drive!" β
The token was already soaked in blood, and it was still wrapped in the white scarf that Lin Lailai had tied to his chest before leaving.
Seeing the blood-red white scarf, Yang Yuan only felt that his eyes wandered, and he had a look on her face when she was grooming him at the table
Float forward again...... If he really died, I still have a chance to look at her again......
Mo Yi listened to what he said, Shi Jiangjun frowned slightly, but he still left the room.
The RV rushed to the gate of Yunhai City, and a large number of people gathered at the gate, putting the bulletin board down, and the surrounding water could not be leaked.
Mo Yi drove the RV and wanted to borrow a way to dodge the past.
Yang Yuan listened to the stereos of these people in the car, and suddenly lifted the curtain regardless of it!
"What?! They're talking ...... What?! Wife...... Really a lady?! β
Mo Yi looked at Yang Yuan's face as pale as paper, and his body trembled slightly due to blood loss.
He despised Yang Yuan: "Exactly." Are you satisfied? The little junior sister is you, so you have to ask for it on the street! β
Poof-
Yang Yuan spurted out of the RV with a mouthful of blood, his whole body was weak, and he fell from the RV.
What is the woman's last name, and why did she ask for the knife, but no one agrees.
Lin Lailai knelt there calmly as water, as if what she was about to face was a clear sky in front of her eyes, not a hell to which she would never return.
The crowd was crowded, noisy, and chaotic.
The gold-ringed large-back knife in the palm of the executioner's hand bloomed with golden light in the sun.
Someone asked loudly: "Prisoner Lin Lailai, what do you still have to say?!" β
Lin Lailai knelt on the execution table and said nothing.
"The hour has come, execution!"
A token was dropped on the prison beheading platform, and the executioner's palm immediately obeyed the order, and the gold-ringed big back knife in the palm of his hand was raised high!
Lin Lailai closed his eyes.
Soft black hair, hanging down slightly.
The sun shines brighter.
"Noβladyβ"
A thrilling roar pierced through the thin door.
Mo Yi turned his face and looked at Yang Yuan, who was covered in cold sweat and bounced up from the carved kang in shock.
Yang Yuan was sweating, and the cotton covered on his body was drenched in water as if it had been fished out of the river. The wound on his chest was even more painful, but fortunately there was no blood. He was frightened, his vision glazed over.
(End of chapter)