At this point, it was late at night.

The long street was silent, and only the sound of wheels crushing on the bluestone slabs could be heard. There were no lights around, only a crescent moon hanging high under the canopy.

Sleepiness hit her heart a little bit, Song Yige leaned on the carriage and fell asleep, just when she thought she would sleep in the dark, the sound of bangzi in the distance came, accompanied by that shout, Song Yige was forced to wake up from fatigue, only full of clarity.

She sat up straight, pressed against the wall of the car, and her thoughts were empty for a while, before she bent down and knocked on the car door: "How far is it to go home?" ”

"It's coming." As soon as the groom turned around, "you can reach it at a corner." ”

When Song Yige bowed her head and was about to sit back again, the carriage suddenly shook sharply, she didn't sit still, and the whole person was thrown out.

Ye Yi didn't expect that at this time, there would be a group of killers in ambush here.

He dodged to avoid the oncoming cold sword, just as Song Yige was thrown out of the carriage, he didn't have time to pick it up, so he heard a boom, and the frame in front of him suddenly fell apart.

She was thrown against the wall, slammed into her back, and then rolled down from there, slamming into the potholed ground.

Her elbow touched the ground, and it hurt terribly.

The slightest movement is a heart-piercing, heart-rending pain.

Almost instantly, the tears poured out of his eyes uncontrollably, watery.

Ye Yi didn't care about the enemy who was entangled by his side, and hurriedly ran towards Song Yige.

He stood on the ground with his sword, trying to help Song Yige up, but as soon as his hand was next to her arm, the little girl was like a cub, humming and chirping, the corners of her eyes were red, and there were tears in her eyes, and she was a little cowardly.

Behind him, the Assassin was approaching step by step.

Yeyi got up with a sword, and the whole person stood in front of Song Yige.

The moon is shining.

Scattered behind several people, they were uniformly dressed in dark black robes, covering their mouths and noses, revealing only a pair of cold eyes.

Ye Yi frowned, and said in a deep voice: "I don't know who Your Excellency is?" You can't wait with me. ”

"Someone pays for the life of the person behind you."

"If you leave, we will not pursue it."

The cold and ruthless voice sounded, piercing the sky, and his tone did not rise or fall when he spoke.

The night was dark.

The moonlight faded away, the dark clouds obscured it, and the whole alley revealed a sense of suffocation.

Song Yige slowly sat up with her palms propped up, she leaned against the wall, her eyelashes fluttered a few times with her eyes closed: "Night One, send a signal." ”

She didn't like it at all.

It was like someone had been grabbed by the throat, and darkness and despair devoured her inch by inch. When the light is gone, there is a hell that people fear.

She has experienced this feeling three times.

The first time was when her father and brother were arrested and imprisoned, saying that Shen Tan was plotting rebellion, and the entire Qin Palace's mansion was heavily guarded, she didn't know their life and death, that kind of anxiety was so desperate that she didn't want to feel it a second time; The second time was when she was in the temple, Song Jinxiu bought a murder, but she crashed into it herself, she ran into the dense forest in a panic, pouring rain, she hid in the mouth of the cave, and the whole person seemed to be drowned in darkness; And the third time is now.

This feeling of despair and powerlessness almost broke her again and again.

She thought that if she could survive this time, then she didn't want to experience helplessness for a while.

Fireworks take off.

Explode in the dark.

The dull tone on the opposite side sounded again: "It's really a toast, don't eat and drink." ”

Immediately after, there was the sound of swords and swords, and weapons interacting.

The feeling of suffocation hit her heart again, and when she was almost unable to hold on, the pain in her back came like a burst of appendages.

As soon as she regained some clarity in her eyes, a long sword came at her.

Her whole body was shrouded in murderous aura, and she couldn't move for half a minute.

Vitality was broken in an instant, and the feeling of death was lost in an instant.

She looked back, tears in her eyes staring directly at the moment that was approaching her, the cold light on the blade of the sword, and a little blood.

She closed her eyes quietly, without struggling, and even faintly with the pleasure of being about to be freed.

She thought, she'd lived long enough.

She was a dying person for a long time.

The heart-rending cries of the night filled the eardrums.

Song Yige's eyelids trembled and he opened his eyes.

The sword didn't fall, but hung an inch above her head.

A voice full of dead silence sounded again: "Why don't you drop your sword?" ”

The person in front of her had half a sideways face, hidden in the gloomy light and shadow, and his tone did not rise or fall in a moment: "He is not His Highness Eleven. ”

A light suddenly lit up in the eyes of the night.

This news is really good news for them.

"Who's that?"

"Huaiyang Houfu."

——

It's getting dark.

——

Her eyelashes quivered, and the warm heat spilled over her.

She wanted to sigh comfortably, but her throat was dry and uncomfortable, and she couldn't make any sound at all, but she woke up a little and heard the sound of someone moving on the edge of the bed.

There is also a smell of medicinal herbs.

She was unconscious, but she also vaguely remembered what happened after she fell unconscious.

In the second half of the night, it rained again.

The clouds cleared, and the crescent moon that had been hiding behind the clouds reappeared in her field of vision.

The icy rain drenched her whole body, and it was cold to the bone.

She struggled to open her eyes.

They were still in the alley where she had been unconscious, and Yeichi fell not far from her, his hands stained with blood, and the long sword, which he regarded as a treasure, lay quietly beside him.

Song Yige struggled to move her body, wanting to crawl over, but as soon as she moved, her whole body was in pain, and her tears kept coming out.

She gritted her teeth hard, reached out, clasped her fingers in the cracks of the floor tiles, and dragged her body with the help of force, and that's it, she moved little by little, and it took a lot of effort to climb to Yeyi's side.

It's just a distance of one zhang, but Song Yige feels as if she has exhausted her life's strength.

He had flares on him.

If she wants to save herself, she must put another signal to pop up to ensure that they can find them as quickly as possible.

The rain ran down her face.

It flowed on her lips, faintly with some fishy smell.

She lay there, the rain dripping down on top of the tiles, and she could hear her breathing faint.

She didn't dare to sleep, she didn't dare to close her eyes, she was afraid that as long as she closed her eyes, she would never be able to open them again.

On the horizon, there seems to be a beam of light.

In the shadows, she seemed to see a slender figure, gradually walking towards her.

He was dressed in white, with a white jade crown, and his beautiful and picturesque eyebrows and eyes were full of distress.

He leaned over and hugged her gently, his hand resting on her waist, and the nice smell mixed with the warm touch surrounded her.

He leaned over her ear and said softly, "Why did you make yourself like this when I wasn't by your side, Yingluo." ”

Her fingers struggled forward, but she couldn't reach anything.

Even the word "Tanlang" is all involved in the lips and teeth.

With a request but not astringency.

At a certain moment, a cacophony of sounds caught up in my ears.

Someone sat down on the edge of her bed and gently helped her up: "Ge'er, shall we drink the medicine first?" ”

Good.

She thought weakly in her heart.

The familiar smell of medicine fills the senses.

The medicinal soup was carefully fed into the mouth spoonful by spoonful.

The fingers hanging by her side moved, and then a large feeling of dizziness surged up from her heart, desperately poured into her brain, she wanted to struggle, but in the end she was swallowed up by the stunning, and fell into a coma again.

After Ling Qing finished feeding half a bowl of medicine, she sat on the edge of the bed and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief.

Liangyu opened her mouth, but finally could only pat her shoulder weakly.

A dim halo of light spread the entire courtyard.

This is the third day that Song Yige has been in a coma, and the government and the opposition are already shocked, and they still can't believe that there are still people at the feet of the Son of Heaven who dare to be so rampant and intercept and kill the court officials on the street.

All of a sudden, panic spread, and everyone was in danger.

This matter has undoubtedly become a topic of conversation among the people of Jinling City after tea and dinner.

Ling Chu and Xie Jing were ordered to investigate the whole matter.

On the fifth day when Song Yige was asleep, two teams of men and horses entered the city one after the other.

On the day of entering the city, the sky was still good, and it was the warmth of the first glow after the snow.

Fu Yanshan rode on horseback, he changed into a dark round-necked robe today, which made his eyebrows and eyes more beautiful, but there was a kind of coldness that no one should enter.

Feng Qin followed behind him: "Master, do you want to go back to the house first or visit the Seventh Girl first?" ”

Fu Yanshan still didn't know what was happening in Jinling City, and after a little silence, he said: "Now that she is not in the Hou Mansion, we will go to the palace to thank you and make other plans." ”

"Yes."

The smell of medicine in the house is getting stronger.

Ling Qing got up and pushed the tightly closed window sash open, letting the cold wind outside surge, and she stood there, and in a short time her little face was blown white.

Liangyu walked in with the medicine, thinking that the house would be very warm, but who knew that it was as cold as outside.

After looking around left and right, she put the medicine bowl on the desk and walked to Ling Qing's side: "Madam." ”

Ling Qing was in a daze, when she heard a voice and turned her head: "You are here, how is the situation outside?" Has my brother ever returned? ”

"Madam, this investigation is a matter of one day and two days, the slave maid heard that Lord Ling was red-eyed for the girl's case, but there was still no clue." Saying that, Ling Qing sighed, "Now I can only hope that the girl and the son can wake up quickly, which is better." ”

Ling Qing said, "How about Yeyi?" Hasn't he woken up yet? ”

Liangyu shook his head: "The injury on the night body is much more serious than that of the girl, but the girl has been weak since she was a child, so it is inevitable that she will sleep for a few more days." Didn't Imperial Doctor Xu say that it was a matter of the past few days for the girl to wake up, so don't worry. ”

"Now that there is no one in charge of the house, how can I not be in a hurry." Ling Qing sighed lightly and closed the window sash beside her in frustration.

The cold wind stopped abruptly, and the smell of medicine in the house also dissipated a lot.

"Order some incense." Ling Qing took two steps towards the inner room and said, "You girls are not used to smelling these medicines. ”

Liangyu responded while hurriedly holding the medicine bowl and followed her in.