At this moment, Xiaoqin was completely stunned.

In fact, she disguised herself like this and hurried away, just to avoid the Jianghu people who chased her and asked for "Lanling Enters the Battle". And the book "Lanling Enters the Battle", she wrote it out silently a few years ago and handed it to Yu Wentan.

She didn't expect Yu Wentan to personally go out to catch her. I didn't expect that my rigorous continuous disguise, coupled with the non-stop rush day and night, someone would be able to step on his whereabouts.

But why did Yu Wentan come to catch her so urgently?

The child in the womb was born, "Lanling Enters the Battle" was handed over to him, and the position of princess was given up, and she was no longer a person of no value to him!

“……”

She wore a mask of human skin and looked at him with an unfamiliar face, an unfamiliar look.

“……”

Yu Wentan remained motionless, staring at her with wide eyes, as if she was not a human being, but some kind of demon that harmed the world.

The horse she had been riding for a few days had been knocked down by Yu Wentan's palm, and she was twisting her neck and struggling on the ground at the moment, as if she was out of breath and had little air in.

This trick, she once saw Yu Wentan used it on the battlefield against enemy generals, shoot people first and shoot horses, and capture thieves and capture kings first. Hehe, she is not an important person, a general of the three armies, she uses a knife to kill chickens, and this time he also made a mistake.

"What more do you want from me? Or after I left, there was something missing in the palace, and you came to arrest the thief? She asked coldly.

Directly bypassing the conversation stage of "I'm not the person you're looking for" and "You don't know who I am", Yu Wentan will not run thousands of miles away for no reason and attack a strange scholar, unless he understands the true face of the scholar.

Besides, Yu Wentan is not a person who talks a lot, and when he talks to her, he has to say very little.

"......" At this moment, he did not comment on her questioning except glaring at her fiercely.

"Or do you think I know too many of your secrets, and don't worry that I will leave with the secrets and want to turn me into a dead man?" She asked again.

"......" Yu Wentan gasped twice and took a step back.

She sneered and nodded, "I know, you haven't found anyone who can help you play "Lanling Enters the Battle", so you hit me with the idea again, right?" But I'm really sorry, I didn't finish teaching me back then, and I really couldn't play. ”

Before learning "Lanling Enters the Battle", Mrs. Shi gave Xiaoqin a dagger and asked her to cut off the tendons in the palm of her hand and play it with the broken palm. Xiaoqin cherished her jade hands very much, and she couldn't be ruthless, so she refused the master's handwriting, and the master died the next night.

"......" Yu Wentan was still speechless.

"However, a few senior sisters have been with Master for a long time and have studied harder, so they may be able to help you." She changed her mind and said, "Oh, could it be that you are looking for me to ask for the formation diagram of the Cloud Mountain Guardian Array?" I can't help with this, it's other sects that set up the formation, and we don't have a formation map in Oxfam Water Pavilion. ”

“……”

"I will make the medicine that relieves miasma into the mountains," she said to herself, "and if you want, I will leave you the recipe - three coins each for dandelion, pulsatilla, andrographis, and crow gall, two dollars each for indigo, guanzhong, snake tongue grass, and purslane, and one each for honeysuckle, forsythia, purple flower, and mountain bean root." This is a decoction prescription, if you want to make pills, you can find a good pharmacist to make another prescription. ”

“……”

Yu Wentan didn't know if he was in a hurry for too long, his face was pale and terrifying, and his eyes were also terrifying.

He maintained a stunned expression, his mouth was half open, and the sound of gasping was so loud that even the violin on the other side could hear it, but he couldn't hear his response.

Talking to oneself in this way is no different from a person talking to oneself. She frowned and asked coldly, "What else do you want to know?" ”

“……”

"If you want to kill me, do it now." She stood on her feet, as if there was nothing left for him to take away except for her life.

“……”

Yu Wentan stared at her with an expression similar to horror, and there was clearly a layer of tears in his eyes.

She was not surprised, even if a bird had been raised for five or six years, it was inevitable that it would be sentimental when it died. She spent six years in exchange for a tear of King Yu, the god of war, should she be honored?

After waiting for a while, Yu Wentan still only glared at people, as if there was his next enemy standing opposite. She glared back at him, and he didn't react.

She waited impatiently and asked him, "Do you do it, or will Ji Qing and them do it for you?" ”

He moved his lips as if calling her name, and the sound of "...... piano" was lowered deep in his throat and then withdrawn.

Glaring at him for a few more moments, she felt like a fool. Of course, today's Yuwen Tan is not normal, this kind of sluggish look to the end, I have never seen him on the face.

Of course, she wouldn't think that this was because she left, which made Yu Wentan extremely angry.

She has already squeezed out the last bit of use value, even if she racks her brains to think about it, if she wants to find another point or two of use value that can attract Yu Wentan's attention, she really can't think of it.

Well, she admitted that she was a deserter, because she couldn't fight Wei Qihua, the child belonged to Wei Qihua, and without the child, she couldn't have any more children, and there were no chips, so she admitted defeat. Before her life could be saved, she fled.

Sister Wei Qi's painting is different, even if it can't help Yu Wentan, it can't talk about any use value, as long as it's a simple person, enchanting and enchanting, it's enough for Yu Wentan to love it.

This is the difference between a soldier and a military advisor, if Yu Wentan is compared to Liu Xuande, Wei Qihua is a baby military advisor who can make him look at the thatched house, and she Wei Moqin no matter how hard she tries her best to charge into battle, she will not be his sleeping dragon and phoenix chick, but a soldier.

Now that she is a deserter again, of course Yu Wentan, as a general, can't accept it, and of course he has to punish her with the most severe wrists!

"How do you want to kill me? Or do you want me to cut myself? She asked bluntly, "Self-cutting, right?" Of course, I am not qualified to stain your Fang Tian Painting Halberd, so please borrow your dagger and use it. ”

“……”

She saw that Yu Wentan was wearing a dagger on his waist, and reached out to ask him for it, but he shrank back.

She frowned and said coldly: "If you don't do it again, I'll have to leave." ”

After that, he turned around and slowly moved his steps, the dull pain in his lower abdomen was like a steel needle, grinding while walking, one and the other.

It is her hard work that disappears, and what grows is the pleasure of Wei Qihua's heart. Hearing that she can't have any more children, Wei Qihua comforted her in a good mood, don't be sad, in another twenty or thirty years, when my son grows up, I will let him recognize you as a godmother.

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It's a country road, with farmhouses in front of it, and it's nearly dusk, and mundane smoke rises in the air.

Under every cooking smoke, there is a loving peasant couple, who are adding firewood to the stove and cooking a coarse tea and light meal, and she only has envy.

After walking a few steps, Yu Wentan didn't stop her, it seemed that he had changed his mind and didn't plan to kill her.

It's good, she survived for him for six years, and picked up another life from him, and she and he were both cleared. She has figured it out to everyone that she doesn't have to take her debts with her in the afterlife......

Yuwen Tan looked at her back as she walked away, looked at it for a while, and realized that her footprints were stained with blood.

One step at a time, all of them were imprinted on the yellow clay with blood, deep and shallow, deep and shallow at the inner ankle, shallow at the outer ankle, it was her lower body that was bleeding, so she walked so slowly, even though she didn't have any nostalgia for anything.

"Qin'er!" The call was finally spoken.

He pounced on her with wide eyes, only to catch her body falling forward, light and soft, cool and thin, like a disembodied geistin. The last time I hugged her, I wasn't as thin as I am now.

"Jean! Jean? Jean! He cried out anxiously, but she closed her eyes and could hear nothing.

"Qin'er, Qin'er......" his tears hit her face, "Why?" Why run away from me? What are you! Are you consuming yourself like this as revenge for me? ”

His question came out when she was unconscious.

When she was awake, when she questioned him, he would only stare at her in a daze, angry that she was going to run away from him, furious at hearing that she had committed suicide by throwing herself into a well and bleeding all over, mad at the smell that she would never have any more children in the future.

He has only been away for three days, and there is no her in the palace, only her sister Wei Qihua wiped her tears and told him that Xiaoqin was no longer a complete woman and could no longer give birth to a son for him.

He went to her angrily, her yard was empty, her bed was cold, the belly pocket she had embroidered for her son was only halfway there, there was paper and dried inkstone on the table, but she didn't even leave him a word, she had nothing to say to him!

Then he began to look for her like crazy, using all his manpower, but five days passed without any news.

For five days, she had never run away from him for so long. His search became panicked, and he wondered everyone who might have stolen his lyre.

Wei Ye marks? This thief has long said that he wants to steal Qin'er, and this time the chaos in the concubine army is also caused by him.

Wei Yechen, this thief!

Yu Wentan rushed into Tianyi Pavilion, and the people there said that the pavilion master was in retreat and did not know where he was retreating. Yuwen Tan made a big fuss, so that Wei Yechen's subordinates all broke their hands and feet, and they didn't force Wei Yechen out.

Besides Wei Yejian, who else covets Qin'er? Emperor, of course!

He has wanted "Lanling Enters the Battle" for a long time, and last time he summoned Qin'er to serve in the palace in the name of the Queen Mother's serious illness, and he also prepared a fake Qin'er who changed his appearance and wanted to exchange the real one!

Yu Wenlan, this thief!

So Yu Wentan went directly to the palace to find his Qin'er, Li Zhouyu stopped him and told him that the princess was definitely not in the palace, and the guards also had a code of conduct, and they would never mess around.

Of course, Yu Wentan didn't believe it, and Li Zhouyu had no choice but to agree with him to search quietly.

Taking advantage of the night, both of them changed into night clothes, and Li Zhouyu showed the entire palace to Yu Wentan one by one, but there was nothing.

Not in the palace? That's Wei Yechen stealing Qin'er!

Out of the palace, Yuwen Tan was about to go to Tianyi Pavilion again, but was intercepted halfway.

It was a white-clothed monk, with eyes like stars, red lips and white teeth, and a gentle expression, for some reason, Yuwen Tan saw Qin'er's shadow on his face.

Yu Wentan was angry all of a sudden, thinking that this person was the thief who stole Qin'er, and immediately asked him: "Who are you?" Why did you steal Jean? Hand her over! ”

"Poor monk Shantideva."

"Hand over the piano!"

"She's not here with the poor monk."

"And where is she?"

"Yangzhai County, on the official road leading to Xinzheng County, the prince is rushing at this moment, she has not yet passed Xinzheng County, dressed as a scholar, riding a black horse with a white nose."

The white-clothed monk said as if he had seen it with his own eyes, but Yangzhai County was thousands of miles away from here, but it was just a poor and remote place, and even the eyeliner of Tianyi Pavilion could not be distributed. How could this monk even know exactly what clothes Qin'er was wearing and what horse he was riding? Mostly a lie!

Yu Wentan sneered, didn't talk nonsense, and slapped the sky and the earth with a palm, but it only took three successful forces, and this monk wanted to catch him alive. That's right, he's the real thief this time!

The street at night was silent, and suddenly there was a change, Yu Wentan's palm overturned the roof of half of the street, and the wind swept away the leaves, and when the sleeping people opened their eyes again, the roof ridge above their heads was not covered with tiles!

The white-clothed monk avoided Yu Wentan's palm wind and went out of the city, the pace under his feet was neither fast nor slow, but it gave people a feeling that he couldn't catch up.

Yuwen Tan chased him to the moat outside the city. This time, there was no obstacle from the street houses, Yu Wentan was even more unscrupulous, and the Xuan Gong was running to the extreme, and the halo around him was like a bright moon in the world.

There was also a moon in the sky, and under the moonlight, the white-clothed monk was forced to turn his palm, only to see two figures intertwined like lightning and flint, and they were separated at first glance.

The white-clothed monk caught this palm, but he took a few steps back, and was grabbed by the collar by Yuwen Tan, who pounced on him.

"Where did you hide the piano?" Yu Wentan's expression was like he was about to eat people.

"Yangzhai County, on the official road to Xinzheng County." The white-clothed monk was so unreasonably entangled by Yu Wentan, but he still maintained his gentleness and calmness, as if nothing in this world could move him, let alone move him. He told Yu Wentan, "The person you are looking for is there, if you waste any more time on the poor monk, you will not see her alive when you arrive." ”

"You, you dare to curse her......" Yu Wentan believed it a little.

"There's a stagecoach there," the white-clothed monk pointed to the riverbank in the distance, "does the prince want to go to her?" ”

"How did you find out about her whereabouts? Why should I believe in you? ”

"Amitabha," the white-clothed monk folded together, and a hanging Buddha bead hung in his palm, "This Buddha bead is called 'Soul Searching Bead', as long as the blood of the loved one is pointed, you can see the image of the person you are reading in your mind." ”

"Blood of a loved one?"

"She is the little sister of a poor monk and layman."