Qian Jing naturally didn't dare to get too close to Shangguan Jingyu, and went to rest on a big tree not far from the inn.

Unexpectedly, in the middle of the night, Shangguan Jingyu suddenly turned over from the bed, and it was pitch black, but he was not alone in the room.

Her sense of hearing and smell was already sensitive, and being in the dark was like returning to the sharpness of her former blindness.

Listening to the breathing, there are about two people.

"Who?" Shangguan Jingyu asked in a low voice.

The shadow in the room sat at the table, "Let's just ask, is the side princess returning or not?" ”

With a chuckle in his heart, Shangguan Jingyu was stunned and understood that it was Xiao Dongming's person who had arrived. Asking such words is undoubtedly asking her in a different way: do you want to die or want to live.

"Xiao Dongming asked you to come." Shangguan Jingyu sneered, "Since I'm already here, do you think I'll go back?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Shangguan Jingyu heard the sound of the sword unsheathed.

She knew they were going to do it.

What she wants is her life.

Xiao Dongming is used to being such a person, and if he can't get it, he will destroy it. Then - the person who can't take her away, can only bring back her body. So today, she can't escape.

Taking a deep breath, Shangguan Jingyu said, "Even if you want to kill me, you should take a look at it clearly." Otherwise, if you kill the wrong person, you will not be unjustly panicked. ”

After speaking, Shangguan Jingyu went straight to the table and lit the lamp.

The faint candlelight lit in the room, and in the dim dim light, Shangguan Jingyu saw clearly the two people in front of him, black-clothed and masked, with a knife in his hand, and a cold light.

"Side Princess, we'll give you another chance. The second prince said that as long as you are willing to go back, you can not blame the past. "One of them.

Shangguan Jingyu sat there calmly, "Now I have to settle accounts with him, not whether he wants to settle accounts with me." Xiao Dongming is a hypocrite, wouldn't it be humiliating for me to go back. ”

It's not that she's afraid of death, but she still has a child in her belly.

She can die, but Xiao Dongli's child can't die.

If Xiao Dongli is not dead, then this child is the reason to support her life.

If Xiao Dong dies, then this child is the continuation of all his bloodline.

"Is the princess going back or not?" The man in black asked.

Shangguan Jingyu Yanran, "Can you allow me to think about it?" ”

Hearing this, the men in black looked at each other.

Shangguan Jingyu continued, "If it's late today, even if I go back with you now, how can I hurry up when the night is dark and the wind is high?" If something happens to me in the middle of the road, who of you is responsible? I'm not afraid of the second prince and chop you up? ”

The two of them were stunned, this is true.

The second prince can send someone to recover it all the way for her, and she will have to wait for the corpse if she dies, which shows her importance. But since Shangguan Jingyu said so, the two of them felt that there seemed to be some hope.

If Shangguan Jingyu can be brought back alive, maybe, as soon as Xiao Dongming is happy, he will be greatly rewarded.

"Good!" The man in black said, "We will stay outside the door, and we hope that the imperial concubine will not act rashly." Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless. When the time comes, you can't help it. ”

Shangguan Jingyu didn't speak, and watched the two go out.

The candlelight in the room flickered as the door opened. On the window, her back was reflected, thin and lonely.

There was a sudden sound outside the door, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. Shangguan Jingyu was frightened and hurriedly went to open the door, but only saw two pools of blood on the ground.

After thinking about it, Shangguan Jingyu ran out quickly, but at the corner of the corridor of the inn, he saw a trace of his back that quickly disappeared.

"A Thousand Silences?" She was stunned, "It's him." ”

He's always been there, he's always been with her, but he's never shown up!

Do you want her to know, don't want to affect her emotions? Or is there another reason?

Taking a deep breath, Shangguan Jingyu turned around and went back to the room, packed his bags directly and left the inn. It is not advisable to stay here for a long time, it seems that Xiao Dongming has sent someone to chase here, so she can go as far as she can.

Far away, a thousand lonely horses followed.

He never thought that there would be fish that would slip through the net. If he hadn't found out in time, the light in her room was on, and he felt that something was wrong, but I was afraid that she would be very dangerous at this moment.

He didn't want to show up, and he didn't want to see her grateful gaze.

He didn't need to be grateful, and he didn't want to be taken advantage of by her. At this time, all she needs is silent companionship, protection, and news of Xiao Dongli.

Except for the last one, he can give the rest.

Youzhou is getting closer, and all the killers who are close are being wiped out before they set foot in Shangguan Jingyu's realm. The ability of the Demon Palace to do things has always been reassuring.

It's just that Shangguan Jingyu inquired about the affairs of Youzhou while walking, and finally did not follow the main road. Because the main roads are now checkpoints, taking the trails will save you from these troubles.

Therefore, the people of Yuyu Villa led by Su Yan missed it.

The trail is rugged, but it's rarely quiet.

Qian Silence watched her rest alone in the forest, nibbling on cold steamed buns, drinking cold water, making a fire with difficulty, walking alone, silent, and silent.

The eyes seemed to fall on her.

She didn't cry or laugh, and sometimes she even looked a little sluggish, not at all like Shangguan Jingyu in her memory. There is no sharpness, and there is no laughter like flowers.

It was as if Xiao Dongli had taken away all her emotions, separated her soul from her body, and stripped her soul from her body. Now she seems to have only a shell left, that's all.

Now Youzhou is Beizhao's territory, and if she wants to go in, she can only go over the mountains and mountains. It is very difficult to enter the right path.

Shangguan Jingyu walked along the Shu River, and heard that this Shu River leads directly to Youzhou. Walk along the river, you can get to Youzhou.

The Shu River is not a big river, Shangguan Jingyu washed his face by the river and looked up at the dark sky. It's probably going to rain, so hurry up and find the next place to stay. She didn't know how long she had been gone, she had been gone for more than ten days, and she didn't know where she had arrived now.

Not far away, a little girl was mending fishing nets, and Shangguan Jingyu led the horse over, "Excuse me, where is the lower reaches of this Shu River?" ”

The little girl looked up with a smile, "Down here is Artemisia City." Is the little brother going to Artemisia City? Walk straight along the river, and you will find Artemisia City. ”

Shangguan Jingyu frowned, "Is Artemisia City far away from Youzhou?" ”

After thinking about it, the little girl shook her head, "It's not far away." But Daddy said that Youzhou City can't be entered, and Artemisia City is still viable. In the past, when we sold fish, we all went to Artemisia City. ”

"Thank you." Shangguan Jingyu turned over and got on his horse.

I don't know why, I feel a little uneasy in my heart, and I feel a little inexplicable.

What's going on?

"Little brother, it's about to rain, you can still go to Artemisia City in time now." The little girl laughed.

Shangguan Jingyu smiled in the morning, "Okay, thank you." ”

The sound fell, tightened the reins of the horse, and Shangguan Jingyu rode away.

Look at this day, heavy rain is coming. The little girl thought about it, then got up and walked under the tree in the distance, and walked around the trunk to look at the stunned man leaning against the foot of the tree.

The long hair is scattered, and the complexion cannot be seen clearly.

But I could hear him bow his head and whisper, his voice was vague and sad, "See--if you don't see, move like a participant-"

"Big brother." The little girl squatted down, "It's going to rain, let's go home and eat!" ”

The man didn't react, still talking to himself, repeating the phrase.

The little girl pouted, "Big brother, let's go home for dinner!" ”

Hearing this, the man raised his head in a daze and let out a low "oh".

The face is still the same, but there is no gold jewelry in front of the forehead, and the cloth clothes are no longer the brocade clothes and jade clothes of the past, and the demeanor is beautiful. He stood up, his old black hair swaying in the wind.

The little girl took his hand, and he half-bowed his head, his gaze always on the tip of his toes.

The expression was sluggish, wooden, stupid, like a complete fool.

Nothing is known, nothing is forgotten.

The only thing I haven't forgotten is that sentence.

"Little brother, where did the scar on your head come from?" The little girl looked up and smiled.

He didn't say anything, just walked on.

The forehead horns, without the gold ornaments on the forehead, have distinct scars, and a plain white face is bloodless. He turned his head to look at her and smiled stupidly, but there was no superfluous expression.

"Forget it, you don't know if I ask you." The little girl shook her head helplessly, "If it weren't for me and my father picking herbs to see you, my father said, your life would have ended here." So, in other words, it's your fate. ”

He didn't speak, but walked forward with his head down.

When he reached the front of a farmhouse, he paused and walked towards the bamboo forest on one side with a sluggish expression. There is a wordless monument quietly standing in the bamboo forest, which is a person's grave and a silent world.

The little girl sighed lightly, "It's not that Daddy didn't save him, but when we saw it, he had been dead for a long time." ”

He didn't speak, just sat in front of the grave, curled up and hugged his knees, his body trembling a little. That kind of look, as if no one could enter his world.

He sat there, occasionally looking back at the wordless wooden tablet, occasionally muttering a few muffled words.

"Big brother, it's time to eat, let's go back!" The little girl squatted down and coaxed, "It's going to rain." ”

He buried his head in his knees and ignored no one.