"It should be." Xia Qingtong didn't want to think like this, but since ancient times, wealth has moved people's hearts.

If you are human, you have weaknesses, and there may be people who do it. Ming Yue went to Yushan with her, even Chen and Li only knew that they were going, but they didn't know when they would choose to go and settle down in a rest.

But why, there are so many people from ambush in Yushan? More than one group of killers wanted Ming Yue's life.

"The girl said that, can she really lead the man?"

"I'm not sure. I'm just making a hypothesis. Xia Qingtong's expression was solemn: "If it is better tomorrow, those people will have some scruples, and the other party has suffered too much damage before, so they will definitely not come again." But if Ming Yue is critically ill. There is a possibility of death, then this news is the best bait, and those people may bite the hook. Because their purpose has not yet been achieved. ”

"The girl is smart, and her subordinates are not as good as her."

"It's just a common sense extrapolation, and I can't guarantee 100 percent." Xia Qingtong said this, and glanced at Chai Jiu: "The people I can trust now are a few of you." Because you were brought out by Ming Yue. I believe in you. So we're all going to have to work hard these days. Must be guarding him. ”

After all, the pit cargo system didn't tell her when Ming Yue would wake up. She might be able to think about it, and find a system to change something for self-defense.

"My subordinates will never give up." Chai Jiu retreated.

I just entered the door and saw the current red cherry blossoms. glanced at Ming Yue, whose face had returned to normal on the bed.

Red cherry blossoms: ......

"Girl, do you think the two adults can't be trusted?"

"I don't know." Xia Qingtong looked up at the window, the sky in Lucheng was getting colder and colder.

"I want them to be credible, but I don't dare to gamble lightly."

experienced Ming Yue being framed, being dirty, and assassinated.

There has never been a moment when she has profoundly realized that this is not a modern age where the legal system is sound and all beings are equal.

This era was the age of imperial power. The battles for succession in history were all tragic and bloody.

And in the Eastern Zhao Dynasty, there will definitely be no more gentle means.

She has been in contact with Ming Yue for the past few months, and she can see what kind of person Ming Yue is about.

She really didn't want to believe that such a person would become what she was recorded in the future.

If it was, she preferred to believe, he must have been greatly stimulated.

She didn't dare to think about it now, she didn't know what Ming Yue had experienced in history.

……

It's night.

Xia Qingtong, who guarded Mingyue all day, was persuaded by the red cherry to rest.

As soon as she left, Ming Yue got up.

Red Sakura, Qingye, and Chai Jiu knelt in front of him: "Your Highness forgives your sins, and your subordinates are not effective in escorting." Please punish Your Highness. ”

Ming Yue didn't speak, he moved his body and found that the true qi in his body was still there. Flexibility on all fours.

He touched the wound on his forehead, and regardless of the presence of his three subordinates, he directly ripped off the gauze on it.

"Your Highness—"

Several people were startled when they watched Ming Yue's movements.

Ming Yue ignored the three of them and touched the wound on his forehead.

If he remembers correctly, when he fell down the mountain, there happened to be a boulder blocking the way, and he couldn't dodge it, and he had to protect Xia Qingtong, so he could only choose the angle that could best reduce his damage and slide.

But he didn't prevent a big stone from rolling down behind the boulder, so in order to prevent Xia Qingtong from being injured, he chose to block the stone with his arm.

Although he blocked most of it, he was still hit by one of them. It was also this smash that made him faint after insisting on slipping to the bottom.

But now—

The wound is still there, but the bleeding has stopped. What's even more "magical" is that his wound doesn't seem to be the hole that was broken before, but has become a scar.

- "Just at your face, I spent 10,000 points to save you, it's worth it." ”

He remembered what Xia Qingtong said, what are the points?

And the system? Who is the system? Why doesn't the system let people see his face? What does that mean?

He felt the wound and thought for a long time, and Qingye looked at him worriedly.

"Your Highness? But the wound is not good? ”

Ming Yue came back to his senses and looked at the three subordinates in front of him: "What about Wu Long?" ”

"Didn't His Highness Wu Long let him stay in Lucheng and watch Zheng Xing?"

I don't understand why he asked this well, but Qing Ye still answered this question very conscientiously.

Ming Yue didn't speak, and the corners of his lips hooked up with a hint of mockery.

"Your Highness, Mo Fei, do you suspect Wu Long—"

The latter words, Qing Ye didn't say. These are the dead. Life is all His Highness, if it is betrayal, it is naturally a dead end.

What's more, they are all people who have followed His Highness since childhood, how could Wu Long-

Ming Yue glanced at them with a solemn expression: "Relax the guard of the outer courtyard." Loose on the outside and tight on the inside, wait for the fish to take the bait. ”

In this matter, Xia Qingtong thought of it with him.

At that time, I was able to think of these key points in such a short time. She was really much smarter than he thought.

After arranging the defense, Ming Yue went to Xia Qingtong's room next door.

She was probably really tired and slept deeply. He sat down on the edge of the bed and stared at her flushed face.

Thinking about Xia Qingtong's various performances since he went to the Hou Mansion.

Ming Yue took her hand and narrowed her eyes slightly.

"You saved my life today."

thought of the legend of Xia Qingtong in the market before, and thought of the intelligence and cunning shown by Xia Qingtong he came into contact with.

"Little liar. Who are you? ”

Xia Qingtong was unconscious, and it was impossible to answer his question.

And he didn't need Xia Qingtong's answer, he reached out to hold her hand. Looking at her red lips, I thought about the scene when she fed the water before......

"It doesn't matter who you are."

Even if she was possessed by demons somewhere, for him, the result was the same.

"Little liar, in this life, you don't want to escape."

…………

Xia Qingtong, who was asleep, vaguely felt a huge sense of oppression.

She wanted to wake up from the dream, but found it difficult. In a daze, she seemed to be back at home.

Grandpa was sitting on a wicker chair reading the newspaper, and Grandma was watering flowers in the yard outside. Seeing her enter the door, Grandpa put down the newspaper in his hand.

"Coming back? You've been preparing your paper for so long, have you figured out what you want to do? ”

"Grandpa, I want to write about the history of the Dongzhao Dynasty, what do you think?"

"Dongzhao Dynasty?" Old Man Xia's face was not very good-looking: "How did you think of taking the Dongzhao Dynasty as your research direction?" ”

"I think this history shouldn't be like what is recorded in the historical materials." Xia Qingtong thought of his experience during this time: "Especially about the records of Ming Yue in history, I think there is a problem. ”

"What's the problem?" Old Man Xia, who has always been kind, will suddenly be furious: "If there is any problem, it is not your turn to point fingers." I don't agree with you on the theme of the Eastern Zhao Dynasty. ”

"Why—"