Yang Qiqi turned his head, but saw the killer in a moon-white suit leaning down from a high place, because the movement was too fast, the mask on his face was blown by the wind.

Her apricot eyes were round, like a deep pool of water, cold and unwilling, but not frightened.

Murong Zhao's right hand at this time was blocking the arrow for Yang Qiqi, the killer's movements were extremely fast, and when he saw it, Tianshu had already swung his sword to him. Murong Zhao didn't think about it, he directly stretched out his left hand, and his arm slammed into blocking the sword momentum. The sword was directly deflected, and Murong Zhao reflexively raised his sword and stabbed at the killer.

This situation happened in front of Yang Qiqi's eyes, Murong Zhao's arm was stabbed, and blood sprayed directly on Yang Qiqi's clothes. She was shocked.

It was this overnight change that made Murong Zhao get rid of the decline. Although his left arm was wounded, the sword in his right hand was fast and hateful, and the stabbing made Tianshu powerless. In the end, the killers who fell into decline had to retreat in defeat.

Murong Zhao's right arm was not completely injured, so after a call, the wound was affected again, and both arms were dripping with blood, which looked terrifying.

This group of nursing homes was also dead and wounded, Yang Qiqi's heart shook and he couldn't speak, his eyes only stared at Murong Zhao's arm without turning.

Murong Zhao grinned slightly, his face was bloodless, and large pieces of sweat oozed from his forehead. When I looked up, I saw Yang Qiqi's face was gloomy, a pair of eyes were wet with fog, which made people indistinguishable, and a pair of thin black eyebrows were tightly twisted into a ball. Murong Zhao smiled reluctantly and comforted her: "It's okay to hurt this little bit." ”

Yang Qiqi said distractedly: "As long as his sword deviates one point more, your forearm is likely to be gone." ”

Murong Zhao raised his arm with a grin, "Look, isn't this still there?" ”

Yang Qiqi looked at the deep wound that was visible to the bone, and his heart palpitated, "If you don't have an arm, what else can you do?" How do you make the Haiyan River clear in this world? ”

Murong Zhao smiled disappreciatively, "At that time, who would think so much!" Naturally, he made a move. ”

"At that time, I don't want to think about it, I naturally want to hide!" Yang Qiqi was a little emotional, looking at the blood flowing from his arm, remembering that Murong Zhao was carelessly stabbed to death by Ruyi for Wen Yaojia in his previous life. "Don't you know that your life is more precious than anyone else?"

Murong Zhao looked at Yang Qiqi in surprise, a little confused by her excited emotions, and his heart was warm, and he smiled warmly: "Your life is also very precious." ”

Yang Qiqi turned his back and said loudly: "Let's treat His Highness first." After she finished speaking, she silently walked to the side of the dumped carriage and sat on the grass with her back to Murong Zhao.

At this moment, Yang Qiqi's heart was both fortunate to have escaped, but more shocked.

Normal people, when they see a sword slashing towards them, they will subconsciously dodge it, right? Who would not want to meet it, that person was so ruthless, he almost cut off Murong Zhao's arm completely, how much blood should have flowed?

Yang Qiqi closed his eyes, and the words that Murong Zhao had said when he was dying sounded in his ears, "What's the point of giving up the country." ”

She couldn't help but secretly think in her heart, what kind of person Murong Zhao is!

He just said that he doesn't have a deep friendship with him, in such a time of crisis, who wouldn't be afraid, who wouldn't want to throw away the burden and run away? But he rushed to the front with responsibility.

Shouldn't he be cunning, vicious, and cold-blooded?

In front of Yang Qiqi's eyes, a young Murong Zhao's smiling face as warm as the sun appeared in an instant.

He once stood in front of the Taiji Palace, and said to himself with a serious expression: "Xiao Qi, if you have hatred or hatred, give it all to me." You little girl, don't take it all by yourself. ”

After he was slapped, he stroked his cheek with his hand and asked her with pity in his eyes, "Does it hurt?" ”

Yang Qiqi thought about it, his eyes were wet, and tears flowed out silently.

Murong Zhao is still the same Murong Zhao as he was back then, and his soft heart has not changed at all.

So how did Murong Zhao spend all the years she left Chang'an? What did he go through? Let him have to put layers of hard shells on his heart, so that he has to be cunning, careful, and even live a cold life?

Zhu Yi was treating Murong Zhao's wounds on the side, and seeing that the injuries on both of his arms were not light, he whispered: "Your Highness, your two arms can't withstand the toss." In particular, the left arm was injured in the flesh, and the bones were deeply visible. If you don't take care of it well, it hurts ......"

Murong Zhao looked at Yang Qiqi's thin back, heard Zhu Yi nagging here, pulled his lips and laughed, and said a little anxiously: "It's still me who hurts." The smile showed white and straight teeth, and eyes as bright as gold.

Zhu Yi blushed when he saw it, and with a humming sound, he dropped his left arm on his chest. Murong Zhao looked at her, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and said to her: "You see that my right arm is not lightly injured, do you want to bandage me like my left arm?" ”

"But your right arm ......"

Before Zhu Yi could finish speaking, Murong Zhao immediately interrupted her and said, "Wrap it up, I won't have to hurt myself when the time comes, so wrap it up a little bit." ”

Zhuyi blushed, wrapped his arms inside and out, like a rice dumpling, and hung around his neck.

After bandaging, Murong Zhao immediately got up and looked at Yang Qiqi with a roar.

Yang Qiqi cried, there was still an indescribable emotion in his heart, and when he heard the footsteps, he hurriedly lowered his head and wiped a handful of tears.

Murong Zhao naturally saw this move in his eyes, and couldn't help but be happy and comforted in his heart, and intuitively let Yang Qiqi cry for him, this injury was worth it.

"You, crying?" Murong Zhao's voice was very light, as if he was afraid that if his tone was a little heavier, he would startle Yang Qiqi.

Yang Qiqi didn't look at him, and said stiffly: "It's not because of you, it's just that any girl from any family will cry when she encounters such a battle!" ”

Murong Zhao smiled secretly, when he was at the last moment just now, he was calm and calm, and now he said that he was scared, who was it! He didn't break it, he came to Yang Qiqi with a smile and asked her: "You saved my life, and I can be regarded as repaying your life, let's ...... like this."

Yang Qiqi said awkwardly: "Even if we are clear, you just said that we don't have a deep friendship, and I also said that after we are done, we will go our separate ways." Let's leave it ...... at that."

Murong Zhao hurriedly said: "Don't, you see that my two arms are injured like this, how can I go my own way with you?" ”

Yang Qiqi was willing to look up at his arm, and when he saw that he was wrapped like a zongzi, he suddenly felt a little funny. Murong Zhao saw that her eyes were slightly red, and the tip of her nose was as red as a rabbit because of crying, which was really cute. only staring at her with a smile, Yang Qiqi glared at him, and turned his face away angrily.

At this time, the injuries of the wounded were almost dealt with. Chu Xuwen took people to straighten out, and said to Yang Qiqi: "Girl, two nursing homes are seriously injured, and the rest are all lightly injured. ”

When Murong Zhao heard this, his expression darkened, and he said, "The people who came today are coming for me, so let's go our separate ways." ”

Yang Qiqi's expression was very serious, he glared at Murong Zhao and said, "Your Highness is now following me, and you are not allowed to come as soon as you say, and leave as soon as you say." She said, turned her head and said to Chu Xuwen: "Don't be stingy with the pension, that's all we can give now." The rest of the wounded, when we enter Liyang, put them down immediately and see if we can add more. ”

Chu Xuwen nodded and reminded Yang Qiqi: "We people who carry these things through the state are too big. When I arrived in Liyang, I took a group of people to take the road of the dart bureau and sent things to Yangzhou Mansion first. Girl, you take Jiang Huyuan and a few other good hands to walk slowly with His Highness Eleven. Once you enter the five counties of Jiangnan, it will be the realm of His Highness Eleven. ”

Because Murong Zhao checked Yang Qiqi's industry clearly, now that they are talking, they don't avoid him. Murong Zhao felt as if he had been treated by his own people, and he couldn't help but feel happy in his heart. Listening to Chu Xuwen's next words, Murong Zhao couldn't help but nod proudly. I don't think he has been in vain in the past few months in the five counties in the south of the Yangtze River, and he is not in vain.

Yang Qiqi felt that Chu Xuwen's arrangement was very proper, so he immediately nodded and said, "That's it, after the rectification, let's go." ”

Chu Xuwen looked at the carriage that was a little broken, and said: "This carriage is no longer usable, I'm afraid that the girl and His Royal Highness will squeeze in the carriage that is going to pack gifts." ”

Yang Qiqi waved his hand disapprovingly, and asked Chu Xuwen again: "If there are serious injuries, let them live in the carriage first, and those who are dead cannot be thrown down, they must all be taken to Liyang." ”

Chu Xuwen nodded again and again, and Yang Qiqi and Murong Zhao got into the carriage containing the gifts from the Queen Mother.

Murong Zhao's arm was injured, and he looked a little difficult when he got into the car, Yang Qiqi naturally pulled his uninjured upper arm and helped him into the carriage.

Because of his injury, Murong Zhao wanted to drink water all the way, and he called Yang Qiqi to do such a small thing as itching on his face. simply regarded Yang Qiqi as his little maid. Yang Qiqi was not impatient at all, and almost responded to his requests.

Murong Zhao looked at Yang Qiqi's big eyes as deep as a secluded pool, and he was very puzzled in his heart, and couldn't help but ask Yang Qiqi: "Don't you be dissatisfied with me calling you like this, and plan to drug me in the water I drink silently after a while, right?" ”

Yang Qiqi didn't know how he came up with it, so he frowned and said to him: "Then don't let me feed you water." ”

Murong Zhao shook his head again and again, "That's not good, I shed so much blood, I have to make up for it." Besides, I saved you, and you should be responsible for it in the end. ”

Yang Qiqi said with a smile: "Didn't Your Highness say that I saved your life, and you also saved my life?" Aren't we two clears? ”

Murong Zhao's face was a little sneering, "If you go to the five counties in the south of the Yangtze River, you have to point to me, so you can take care of me on behalf of An Liang first, and it will be regarded as repaying the debts of the two of us in the future." ”

Yang Qiqi raised his eyebrows helplessly and asked, "Repay the future debt?" If it is Your Highness in the future, what do you owe to me? Also, you seem to have forgotten that we are so embarrassed because of you! ”

Murong Zhao smiled awkwardly, "Okay, if I owe you, I'll pay you a little more." ”

"Yes, Your Highness can remember it, I can remember everything you owe me!" Yang Qiqi smiled at him, gentle and sincere.

This expression is very different from before, and it is no longer the kind of perfunctory smile that can't be seen.