This killing is just aimed at Zhao Yiheng, they have been chasing Mu Mingshu for nearly half a year, just because the boss said that they couldn't touch her, so she escaped again and again, and now she still can't move her.

Twelve people surrounded the carriage, and six of them drew their knives and directly attacked Zhao Yiheng.

Zhao Yiheng didn't have a weapon in his hand, so he pinched the horsewhip and whipped it down, causing the four people to suffer a hot pain.

One of them looked down at his own torn clothes, and scolded angrily, showing more and more ruthlessness to Zhao Yiheng's subordinates.

The carriage door was blocked tightly by Zhao Yiheng, Mu Mingshu couldn't get out and could only be anxious inside, she was afraid that she would involve Zhao Yiheng, so she asked him to give his life in vain, and said back next to his back: "These people are always arresting me, you can run for your life." ”

Zhao Yiheng grinned: "If the husband sends the lady to other men, won't he become a 10,000-year-old turtle." With a little jealousy, he said: "Looking back, I hope that the lady will be a good husband and tell me when you became someone else's wife." ”

said that with the strength of his hand, he directly took a horsewhip and put it around the neck of a Xiliang man, and tied him to death.

Mu Mingshu's heart was beating up and down, her throat and eyes were also blocked, she couldn't speak for half a sound, and the sound of those weapons colliding made her head hurt even more.

She didn't know why she was worried about Zhao Yiheng, it was obviously the killing disaster caused by his death, but she was still afraid that he would be harmed. He doesn't look like a human dog, but in fact he is a shameless thing, bullying her and not remembering the past, either taking advantage of her mouth or taking advantage of her body, wouldn't it be better if such a person died?

Zhao Yiheng was defeated by everyone in the end, and after a few moves, he couldn't hold the car door, and his body moved forward, and Mu Mingshu, who was sitting in the carriage, panicked, and thought that Zhao Yiheng was going to die if he was defeated. She was anxious to poke her head out of the carriage, and saw the oncoming broadsword slashing at her own door.

The Xiliang soldier who raised the knife originally wanted to attack Zhao Yiheng, but he didn't know that Mu Mingshu would get out of the carriage, and he was so scared that his three souls went to two souls, but the knife had already gone down, and he couldn't take it back for a while.

As soon as Zhao Yiheng turned his head, he saw Mu Mingshu stunned and looked at the big knife and didn't know how to avoid it, so he pounced on her as soon as he turned around and threw her into the carriage. Mu Mingshu's head hit the carriage board and let out a muffled thought, but what she thought in her heart was that Zhao Yiheng was only afraid of death.

"Ouch" Zhao Yiheng, who was slashed, pounced on Mu Mingshu, next to her soft body, screaming louder and louder.

Mu Mingshu withdrew his divine silk and frightened the scream, and he didn't care about the Xiliang people outside, so he hugged Zhao Yiheng and asked nervously: "Where is the injury, where is the injury?" ”

Zhao Yiheng pursed his lips and didn't gnaw, but as if tears were rolling in his eyes, he looked at Mu Mingshu pitifully.

His appearance of a puppy who was afraid of being abandoned made Mu Mingshu feel very distressed, and he didn't notice at all that he didn't know when a dozen or so people rushed out to fight those Xiliang people.

"What to do, what to do, where do you hurt" Mu Mingshu panicked, and he didn't know what to do.

A Mo Zhu in a blue robe jumped into the carriage, grabbed the whip and said to Mu Mingshu and Zhao Yiheng in the carriage: "Master, Madame is seated, and the little one will take you out of here." ”

Mu Mingshu didn't notice that someone jumped into the carriage at all, her heart was full of Zhao Yiheng's injury, Zhao Yiheng was about to die, the whole person looked panicked and panicked, even more pitiful than the injured Zhao Yiheng.

Zhao Yiheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he saw her like this, but it was the first time he had seen her so helpless when he saw her like this.

"Good lady, hurry up and pull your husband into the carriage, half of her body is still outside."

"Uh-oh." Mu Mingshu deserved a sound, and hurriedly pulled Zhao Yiheng into the carriage, and the curtain closed to isolate the chaotic scene outside, and Mu Mingshu was shocked to see the blood stains on the carriage.

She was so frightened that she was about to cry, but she still held back her tears and forced herself to ask Zhao Yiheng calmly: "Where are you hurt, I'll help you with medicine." ”

"Okay, okay" Zhao Yiheng nodded unceremoniously, turned around and lay on Mu Mingshu's lap with some effort, and said pitifully: "Look, the most fleshy place is hurt." ”

Mu Mingshu did not reject Zhao Yiheng lying on his lap, and was reaching out to take out a fine porcelain bottle from the baggage, when he heard this, he turned his head to look at the wound, and his face suddenly turned red.

Zhao Yiheng didn't hurt anything, the fleshy place was the buttocks, and the knife cut a big hole, and the blood stained the pants red.

She was a little embarrassed and immediately turned her head, not daring to look at it more, and cleared her throat for a while before saying, "That, why don't we find a doctor and take a look." ”

At this moment, she really regretted that she was in a hurry to say that she was going to give him medicine, Zhao Yiheng hurt something bad, but hurt his buttocks. If you drugged his buttocks, you would have to take off your pants, and wouldn't you take them off

When Mu Mingshu thought about that situation, his face was so red with shame that he couldn't even raise his head.

Zhao Yiheng's posture was all set, just waiting for Mu Mingshu to take medicine with him, but who knew that she would say such a thing, his face was suddenly unhappy, and he opened his mouth and hummed very weakly: "Lady, you have lost too much blood for your husband, if you don't hurry up and help your husband stop the bleeding, then you will really be a widow." As he spoke, he made a few "ouch" sounds from time to time.

Mu Mingshu glanced at the wound again, and the blood was still gushing out, but she was still a little embarrassed, and discussed with Zhao Yiheng in a good voice: "Do you want to take medicine on your own where you are injured?" ”

Zhao Yiheng became more and more unhappy when he heard this: "What's wrong with the hurt place for your husband, you haven't seen where your husband is, but I just asked you to take medicine, and there are many excuses." Saying that, he rolled to the side with great effort, and snorted angrily: "Forget it if you're dead, no one loves anyone after all, and it's not interesting to live." ”

He buried his face in the crook of his arm, and the whole person lay on the carriage, looking aggrieved and pitiful.

Mu Mingshu didn't know if she and Zhao Yiheng were husband and wife, but looking at his pitiful appearance, she couldn't hold back in the end, she softened and coaxed: "Okay, but just laughing with you, where will you die." ”

And he said, "Don't move, for your garment must be on the wound, and I will take a dagger and cut it with you." ”

Although Mu Mingshu had already coaxed him with a good voice, Zhao Yiheng still didn't appreciate it, and still snorted angrily: "You don't need to pretend to be good to me, I don't want to live anyway, I always stay in this world and no one loves me, and I am clean when I die." ”

Mu Mingshu took out the dagger and took a deep breath, but he didn't expect that Zhao Yiheng was not only shameless, but also very stubborn, and he had a temper like the scoundrel in the market. She forced out a gentle smile and said softly: "How come, didn't you say that I am your lady, that lady will definitely love her husband." ”

She herself was disgusted by these disgusting words, but she still insisted on continuing: "Besides, if you really die like this, then who will protect me, in case my widow really falls into the hands of another man, won't you really become a turtle for ten thousand years?" ”

Zhao Yiheng couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, he didn't want to be a 10,000-year-old turtle, and what did she Mu Mingshu mean, Lao Tzu was not dead yet, so he called himself a widow.

Mu Mingshu was almost nauseous and vomited, and she couldn't say these words anymore, she didn't wait for Zhao Yiheng to say anything, picked up the dagger and began to cut off the clothes stuck to the wound for him.

She was embarrassed, her face turned red, and in order to divert her attention, she asked, "Is it your person who is driving the car?" ”

Zhao Yiheng was sullen, and then there was no sound.

Mu Mingshu asked again: "Who are you?" ”

"I'm your husband." Zhao Yiheng snorted: "How many times have you said it, you don't believe it, what else do I have to say?" ”

Mu Mingshu stopped asking this question, Zhao Yiheng said that he was his wife, and said it many times, but Mu Mingshu always had a half-believing attitude. Now that she asked Zhao Yiheng's identity, she couldn't blame him for not wanting to say.

She carefully ripped off Zhao Yiheng's clothes that were glued to her buttocks, and he couldn't stop screaming in pain: "Ouch, ouch, murder your husband, can the lady be gentle." ”

was so angry that Mu Mingshu couldn't wait to stab him again, she was already light and gentle enough, but she didn't expect this bastard to be so painful that she couldn't stand it. She slapped him on the ass angrily: "Bear with it, don't be the first wretch in the world to die of pain." ”

"Ouch"

With Zhao Yiheng's ghost crying wolf howl, Mu Mingshu cleaned up the clothes stuck to the wound for him one by one without gentleness, and then took out a handkerchief and cleaned the wound with him with the boiling water just poured, and then sprinkled hemostatic medicine and trauma medicine on it.

The strip of cloth that tied him up with the wound on his butt was also torn off the dress on her body, thanks to the dress that Zhao Yiheng bought for her a few days ago, otherwise he would have to strip his own clothes today.

After being treated so rudely by Mu Mingshu, Zhao Yiheng was already in a cold sweat, he turned his head sideways and looked at Mu Mingshu with a pair of phoenix eyes watery, and said with disgust: "Can't you pity the fragrance and cherish the jade?" It hurts so much for my husband that I don't know how to lighten it. ”

Mu Mingshu was cleaning up the blood stains on his hands, and when he heard this, he glanced at him sideways, and couldn't help but be arrogant: "Didn't you say that I was your lady?" Then don't you know if your lady will pity the fragrance and cherish the jade? ”

Zhao Yiheng snorted angrily and turned his head to stop talking, and after a while, he seemed to be unable to help but turn his head: "This will make you look at the light for your husband, you have to be responsible."