Meng Yong didn't care about her words, staring at the rich red in her eyes, "Go and call Xiao Xi'er!" ”

Zhao Chen's eyes froze, and he repeated, "Someone wants to kill me." ”

"I know, I know, let someone check it." Meng Yong said cautiously, as if he was afraid of alarming something.

"Rebels, fleeing... Escape to the pit, and then—" Stopped abruptly, she couldn't remember it again.

Meng Yong was stunned for a moment, and wanted to ask something, but Xiao Xi'er had already run in, just in time to see that the red mangs were about to fade.

"Shhh

The voice is immature and gentle.

Zhao Chen was interrupted from thinking, and helplessly let go of his eyebrows, and was about to drive her away, when a sudden stabbing pain suddenly occurred from the side of his neck to his arms.

Rows of silver needles pierced in, and Xiao Xi'er shouted, "Caught it!" Brother Meng, hurry! ”

Meng Yong was busy with his internal strength, and moved to the side of Zhao Chen's arm towards her wound, looking a little struggling.

Seeing that Zhao Chen was drenched in cold sweat and curled up like a shrimp, Yingchun hurriedly stepped forward to stop it, but was stopped by Xiao Xi'er.

"The patient was drugged, Brother Meng is saving people!"

When Yingchun was shocked by the drug, Zhao Chen suddenly screamed in pain, and then lost consciousness as if he had been drained of strength, and at the same time, the extremely dark blood red spread on the white cloth at the wound.

Xiao Xi'er said in frustration: "It ran away again." ”

Meng Yong's heart was tightly gripped, and he asked quietly: "Xiao Xi'er, what medicine are you talking about?" Is it poisonous? ”

"No, it's medicine." Xiao Xi'er took off the white cloth and sniffed, "It seems like it's been many years... Yikes! No, the patient has recently taken -"

Xiao Xi'er seemed to have discovered something, stretched out her little hand and probed Zhao Chen's wrist, while the other two people in the room were not in their minds at this time, and no one stopped her.

Zhao Chen, who lost consciousness, didn't know that there was a child who was touching her secret-

"Brother Meng, we seem to be in trouble..."Xiao Xi'er withdrew her hand and said with a pout, "This medicine is not harmful, but the patient is sad, and he can't remember to be sad when he takes the medicine..."

Meng Yong couldn't understand, and was so anxious that he wanted to get Fu Zheng back immediately, but he was thousands of miles away, and it was too late.

He steadied himself, grabbed Xiao Xi'er, and asked slowly: "In this way, you tell me, what medicine did this brother take?" Why is it like this? ”

"What brother?" Xiao Xi'er tilted her head strangely and began to pull out the needle, "I can't distinguish the medicine, the pulse is very messy, the patient is conflicting with the medicine that helped her, and the medicine is starting to fail..."

Before Meng Yong was surprised that she could detect the pulse, she said in confusion: "It's she who is hurting herself-"

The last needle was pulled out, Zhao Chen frowned and turned around, and after hearing the cause and effect, he froze in horror.

This kid actually checked her pulse...

"You want to remember something that hurts you, but your body can't take it." Xiao Xi'er said seriously.

Zhao Chen suppressed the idea of killing people and killing his mouth, and closed his eyes without saying a word.

"Shi'an, don't make a mistake, forget it..." Meng Yongqiang couldn't bear to worry, and wanted to wipe her sweat while persuading.

Zhao Chen propped himself up and hid inside, ignoring the wound being broken open, his eyes were full of cold defense and ferocity.

Meng Yong froze, his hand resting in the air.

I remember that when he was about to take her from the prisoner of war camp that year, she also looked like this, like a wolf who broke into the crowd alone-

"You, you go down first!" He whispered, waiting to chase away the two men before tentatively sitting down on the edge of the bed.

Zhao Chen's ferocity was unabated, his hand uncontrollably touched the short blade, and the undisguised killing intent stabbed Meng Yong in the back.

The two sides were deadlocked, Meng Yong was silent for a long time, and suddenly smiled at her, bright and pleasing, just like that year.

"What are you doing there? Can I still eat you? He leaned over slightly, and held out his hand to her, "Come here—"

Zhao Chen looked at him for a long time, gradually sobered up, slumped his shoulders, and the hand that had already touched the handle of the blade was powerless to let go.

This time it's not the exercises that are influencing her, it's herself...

"I don't know what to forget, but those are important." Zhao Chen leaned back forcefully, "I want to get it back." ”

Since waking up from that night, the sense of lack has become heavier and heavier, reminding her all the time that what is lost is the same as life-

Meng Yong wrapped her arm, "I can answer you for anything, but the premise is that you have to be good." ”

"It can't be worse than now, someone is going to kill me, I don't remember." Zhao Chen was full of trembling.

Before Meng Yong remembered, Shen asked, "Aren't you talking about this time during the day?" ”

"It was eleven years ago." Zhao Chen's voice was like sand and stones, "Someone is chasing me on the battlefield, it's the rebel general of the Changming Army... Flee to the pit, and the rest will be broken..."

"I haven't noticed anything in these years, and I still remember it very clearly, I fled, fainted, and my uncle found me...", she chuckled, "It's good now, everyone stopped me, but I don't even know where it matters." ”

Meng Yong's throat was so blocked that he couldn't speak, and the more he thought about it, the more like a pinprick in his heart-

"If the people who tried to kill me didn't die, I don't remember them, but they remember me." Zhao Chen said softly, "Maybe they will do it this time." ”

Meng Yong's eyes were stained with frost, "I'll find out, no matter who it is." ”

Seeing her smile and silently retract into the quilt, Meng Yong hesitated, but still hugged her gently, "Your pulse..."

"Deliberately, I don't believe in Fusheng." Zhao Chen said lightly, turned his back and closed his eyes.

At this time, what she was thinking about was how to deal with the little girl who had diagnosed her pulse-

………

Early the next morning, Zhao Chen came to the outside of the medicine garden and looked at Xiao Xi'er, who was busy inside.

On the way here, she thought of countless ways to kill people and kill people without arousing suspicion, but when she really saw this girl who was only eight or nine years old-

"How did you get here? You have to recuperate now, and it's better not to move...", Xiao Xi'er came running and said.

Zhao Chen looked at her coldly, and frowned helplessly for a long time.

"Sister?" Little Xi'er waved her little hand, trying to bring her back to her senses.

Zhao Chen's forehead jumped, and he threatened in a low voice: "Don't call your sister!" Otherwise, believe it or not, I'll take you—"

"Kill people?" Xiao Xi'er smiled like a silver bell, "Brother Meng doesn't know, right?" You're a... Swindler! ”

Zhao Chen squinted at her, "What? Do you still want to tell him? ”

Xiao Xi'er looked serious, "Why don't you want people to know?" My mother said that it's not good to deceive. ”

Zhao Chen was speechless, sat beside her, and said for a long time: "Because there is something more important than honesty, such as living first." ”

"Knowing you're a girl puts you in danger?" Xiao Xi'er tilted her head and asked.

Zhao Chen smiled: "It would be easier to just put me in danger, it's a big deal to die in the world and make the world home, it's a pity... I'm not on my own. ”

Xiao Xi'er thought for a while and said, "Brother Meng is a good person. ”

"So I don't want him to hate me." Zhao Chen paused, "I don't want to kill you either." ”

Xiao Xi'er smiled and said, "Then you have to find a way to buy me, otherwise it will not be easy to keep the child secret." ”

Zhao Chen came back to his senses after being blackmailed by children for a long time, grinding his teeth and asking, "What do you want?" ”