Chapter 16: Deliverance
There was finally a voice outside the door.
The footsteps were from far to near, hurried and chaotic, obviously not alone, Shi Haoyan gradually realized that something was wrong, no longer cared about the porcelain in Xu Mianmian's hand, and desperately rushed over to strangle Xu Mianmian's neck.
Xu Mianmian whimpered, and the porcelain piece in his hand slammed into Shi Haoyan's arm, but the pain did not let Shi Haoyan go, but made him tighten tighter.
The door was vigorously kicked open from the outside, and when Wei Xiao rushed in, he saw such a scene, and his heart instantly clenched.
"Shi Haoyan!"
Shi Haoyan strangled Xu Mianmian's neck with one hand, and snatched the porcelain piece from her hand with the other, and went straight to Xu Mianmian's palm-sized face.
His body trembled with excitement or fear, and the porcelain slices scratched a few blood marks on Xu Mianmian's face as his hand trembled.
"Lord Wei came very quickly." He looked crazy, the blood on his neck was running down his clothes, his hair was scattered, and he realized that there was no way back this time, so he moved to go to hell together.
Wei Xiao saw his thoughts, his palm clenched tightly, and his voice was as deep as a bell, "Shi Haoyan, you let go of the princess, and I will give you a way to live." β
Shi Haoyan raised his head and laughed, "Ha, where do I have a way to survive now, Wei Xiao, what do you say, a mud boy who ran out of a poor country, to let me live, let me tell you, you are a dog, what if the article is done well, the champion position is not easily won by me, and it is your ancestral grave that smokes when you give you a flower." β
"Shi Haoyan!"
This voice was not Wei Xiao shouting, but Xu Mianmian, she was forced to lean her neck by Shi Haoyan's movements, and her breathing was not smooth, but she still spoke the words intermittently.
"Although you have, bright, starting point, but, but not as good as Wei Gongzi, essay collection, you are not as good as, on character, you collaborate with the enemy and treason, frame Zhongliang, and bully weak women, what self-confidence do you have, saying that Wei Gongzi is inferior to you."
Her words undoubtedly added fuel to the fire, Shi Haoyan glared angrily, threw away the porcelain piece in his hand, and pinched Xu Mianmian's neck directly with both hands, "I'll strangle you today to accompany me to be a Huangquan couple!" β
His move exposed his back in front of Wei Xiao and the others, and before the guards beside Wei Xiao could react, Wei Xiao's sword had already been inserted into Shi Haoyan's back heart, Shi Haoyan's hands slowly froze, and gradually softened, Wei Xiao pushed him aside, hugged Xu Mianmian and sat down, and stroked Xu Mianmian's back with his big palm to help her breathe, "It's okay, it's okay." β
The nearby guards dragged Shi Haoyan away, Xu Mianmian inexplicably didn't have the urge to cry, but her neck hurt badly, her face was hot, she wanted to open her mouth to comfort Wei Xiao, but she couldn't make a sound when she opened her mouth, Wei Xiao lowered his head and kissed her, tears dripping on Xu Mianmian's face.
Xu Mianmian suddenly felt that her heart hurt.
A strange feeling wandered around in her heart, and she couldn't help but bend down in Wei Xiao's arms.
Wei Xiao opened his mouth, his voice hoarse and unspeakable, "Don't speak, I'll take you away." β
After the words fell, Wei Xiao helped Xu Mianmian tidy up his clothes, and then walked out in his arms, the people outside were already waiting, a carriage was driven to Wei Xiao by a person wearing a guard uniform, and the people around him hurriedly lifted the curtain, Wei Xiao put people into the carriage and sat in it himself.
The moonlight was dim, Xu Mianmian couldn't see Wei Xiao's expression clearly, and he was afraid that he was still worried, so he forced his mouth to speak, "Don't ......"
As soon as the voice came out, Xu Mianmian herself was startled, she frowned and touched her neck, her throat hurt as if a saw had cut it.
Wei Xiao squeezed her hand, "Don't speak." β
His voice trembled, Xu Mianmian was distressed, but he didn't dare to speak, so he had to take his hand and gesture in his palm.
γDon't worryγ
[I'll be fine]
There are many strokes in the words, and thanks to Wei Xiao's palm, Xu Mianmian's mouth curled up after writing, and compared the size of his hand on Wei Xiao's hand, and shook it to signal Wei Xiao to look.
Under the moonlight, Xu Mianmian's small white palm covered Wei Xiao's big palm with a thin callus, Wei Xiao's eyes were in a trance for a moment, and he suddenly remembered a sentence, "Hold the hand of the son, grow old with the son." β
Xu Mianmian heard his murmur clearly, and his fingers bent and interspersed into his fingers, holding his ten fingers.
How lucky to be able to meet you.