The wind and rain at night could not reduce Meng Xuan's vigilance in the slightest, he stepped on the skateboard, leading the way for a Tangmu boat behind, and at the same time, he also opened countless falling feather arrows to escort the Tangmu boat. Since that day, there was no news of He Angelica, and there was vague news two days later, saying that there was a group of girls on the canal who were going east, and they saw a lot of Yangzhou girls.

He didn't really hear He Angelica inside, but he couldn't tell if it was intuition or what, so he immediately let Yitong step on this line, intercepted the ship's channel halfway, and followed all the way through the state and province, and then came to the West Lake in Hangzhou.

Because he was not familiar with the path, he was lost at night, and the people on the clipper scattered out to look for it. Meng Xuan temporarily bought a "flower boat" Tang Mu Boat in a bay, and the flower girl got off the boat, wanting to approach a suspicious ship on the opposite side under the cover of camouflage, but only halfway through the line was encountered by an arrow array, so he opened the way in front.

The rain wet his hair and shoulders, and the man was like a piece of beautiful jade, and the boat was like a fairy boat, passing through the dark night.

Suddenly, he caught a voice in his ears, it was coming from the waterway, "Whoa...... "Is it a surprise attack by the enemy?"...... The rain of arrows can't be shot, so they secretly cast a killer below? So, when the shadow in the water came into his eyes, he held his breath and silently approached the boat with him, easily subduing the other party. As his fingers tightened and he was about to kill the assassin, a faint fragrance of fragrance suddenly penetrated into his nose.

Is the assassin a woman? Hey, this fragrance is...... The smell of his sister concubine, who ran away in anger! He recognized it at once, his subordinates unloaded their strength, and held the body in his arms that was sliding straight down, only to feel a little more slender than in his impression, it was the fifth month of the first month of the first month that Huaqing was reduced to the first day of the first month, and his heart ached slightly, this girl, no matter how thin she was, there would be no one, and she would become a painting on paper.

Meng Xuan immediately dissolved the murderous aura around him, pushed away a cold arrow that came towards him, tightened his arms and tightened the person in his arms, and flew into the cabin of Tang Mufang. "Brush, brush", two candles jumped up from the lampstand, Meng Xuan inspected He Angelica's situation, there were abrasions on his shoulders, scratches on his calves, and he was still twitching. The cold and cold rainy night, the suffocating lake almost killed her.

Three thousand green silks wrapped around her petite and soft body, bringing her the chill continuously. Although he tried his best to warm her with a hug, it didn't work well through wet methods and wet clothes. She fell into his arms and trembled, and explained her whereabouts intermittently: "Qing'er and I were enemies...... Resold to a large barge...... I was bought by a new buyer again, Qing'er, she is still on the boat......" She used ventriloquism, and her voice trembled so much that Meng Xuan didn't even hear that she didn't say it by mouth.

"New buyer?" Meng Xuan squinted, "Is that the person who ordered the arrow to be released on the boat in front?" Who is he? ”

"Guan Mo."

Meng Xuan cursed in a low voice, his hands clenched into fists, and the killing intent found him again in an instant, and said through gritted teeth: "I'll kill him." ”

He Angelica tightened his shirt and analyzed tremblingly: "They are outnumbered, and there are feather arrows for water warfare...... It's dangerous and strange, if it's just a lake...... What does he do with his helpers? I know you're powerful, but it's not good for you on this rainy night, because he has a long-range attack weapon that you don't ...... Don't go, at least wait until dawn...... Again. ”

After saying these words with trembling lips, her lips were already purple from the cold, and she finally fainted without staring. A pair of eyes were tightly closed, her snort was almost broken, and even her trembling strength was exhausted. Maybe at this time, she should also find someone else to "borrow" some strength to use.

Meng Xuan's eyebrows were knotted in one place, and the internal force continued to give it to her, but it was like gold and silver sprinkled into the river, and he didn't hear the slightest reply, he was afraid that he would hurt her meridians, so he had to stop and rub the wet and cold person into his arms, wanting to turn it into a thick blanket to warm her.

Thick blankets? By the way, his eyes were shining, he picked her up and turned into the inner room, in the inner room was the embroidered bed of those flower girls, he chose the most refreshing and neat bed, took a new sheet from the cabinet and changed it, and then placed her on it. At this time, she was completely unconscious, angry, and time was pressing, so he didn't hesitate anymore. You have to undress her to keep warm, otherwise she won't be able to warm up no matter how warm she is.

The boat floated along the water, swaying on the surface of the lake, sometimes high and sometimes low, with no direction or much steady, more rocking than a horse-drawn carriage on a rugged mountain road. Originally, there were two captains on the boat, and when a feather arrow flew over, the captain wanted to row away, but Meng Xuan asked them to row in the direction where the feather arrow flew, and the captain was afraid of death and jumped into the water to escape.

Therefore, the lights in the room are shaking, the beds are shaking, and the people are shaking.

The big and hot palm landed on He Angelica's placket, tore off all the buttons and belts twice, threw it on the floor next to the bed, and quickly took off her wet socks and outer skirt, and when she was about to take off her middle coat and underwear, she held the placket in a coma and did not let go. He tried to pull her hand away, but she broke out in a cold sweat in pain, but she still refused to let go, and uttered one or two words from her short light sleep, which only had the shape of her mouth and no sound. Meng Xuan recognized the shape of her mouth, and what she said was: "You are not Meng Xuan, only he can ...... like this"

"......" He grabbed her wrist unrelentingly, and when he pulled it away, he pulled out two more lines of tears from the already dying person. He frowned, and took her left hand as gently as he could, and found that in addition to the burn scar a month ago, there were many new injuries on her hands, including bruises and abrasions, and there were twenty or thirty points on both hands, which were still exposed outside the clothes, and who knew what was going on underneath the clothes?

At that moment, he no longer hesitated, and said comfortingly: "I am Meng Xuan, the one who will take care of you for the rest of your life." On the one hand, she used a light and flexible technique to remove her middle clothes and close-fitting silk clothes, but when she saw her half-naked, her skin was like pink makeup, and her long wet black hair made her face even whiter. At this moment, she in his eyes was pale and beautiful like a luxury dream.

"Boom!" "Ding!"

Guan Mo over there still didn't give up, and still commanded his crossbowmen to release arrows in all directions, although the distance between the two ships was already very far, but the steel-tipped arrows fired by the mechanical crossbow could fly farther, and from time to time, one or two arrows were nailed to the canopy of the cabin above their heads, adding two points of tension to the beauty of the candle shadow that Meng Xuan saw at this moment.

The rain did not stop for a moment, and the night wind pushed the boat around, which was really an incomprehensible east wind.

He took a deep breath and meditated on the Heart Sutra and the Diamond Sutra to eliminate evil thoughts, she was already so weak, how could he take advantage of people's danger again? Call...... The Heart Sutra is the holy decree of the clear mind and the smooth path of seeing nature...... The path must first be clear, the self-awareness, the teacher of the clear road, the evil of the road is far and near, and the enlightened person knows himself.

However, the last belly pocket and a pair of obscene pants on her body were also soaked and clinging to her body. If you don't take it off quickly, then not only will the piece of clothing not keep out the cold, but it will also draw heat from her body, and God knows if she still has a breath of heat...... So he had no choice but to strip off her last garments, and to remove all of his own clothes as fast as he could, (his clothes were also soaked in the rain...... Well, that's it, that's right. ）

Meng Xuan pulled a clean pillow towel, straddled her body, and wiped her wet hair a few times, at the same time, her cold body like a piece of ice gradually revived in the center of the warm bed, and the medicine given to her by the shameless Guan Mo was revived together.

He hugged the boneless man tightly into his arms with his naked body, and warmed her cold body in the most direct way. His body temperature was her best medicine at the moment, and there was nothing more important to him right now than saving her life. He wanted to do his best to save her, and clearly told her that the reason why Duan Xiaolou and Liao Qing'er begged for a letter of resignation and wrote to them was because he had secretly made up his mind in his heart that after returning to his parents, he would remarry her as his wife.

She was so soft and lush, and fit perfectly in his arms. The skin that was softer and more delicate than the peony petals trembled gently in his arms, and every time he trembled, he lost a part of his will, and he had memorized the Heart Sutra for more than ten years, and now he forgot the words intermittently. The little woman in her arms, who was weakly longing for his embrace and absorbing his warmth with her body, became the only truth in the water and the sky, in the rain of arrows. Heart Sutra or something, from now on return to the monk, he just needs to hold her, hold her forever is enough.

He has been hindering the Menggu he has been looking for, hindering her unique mystery, hindering the different throbbing in his heart, and has been delaying the union with her. And he knew that she was also reluctant, and she also wanted to get back the former Meng Xuan...... But at this moment, reason and rain flowed into the bottom of the lake.

To him, she was like the sweetest accident, a snow lotus that he had unintentionally picked during his journey, which suddenly disrupted his entire plan. After getting along a few times, she is different from many women in the world, and she does not have the awe of ordinary concubines for her husband, but often makes him angry, but he is not angry with her at all. Just by looking at her one more time, his heart found a place in this strange and familiar space, and regarded this place as a place where he never wanted to leave.

Tonight's wind and rain sent her into his arms, soft and helpless, and suddenly poked his heart defense, making him irresistible.

She fell asleep in the icy water, woke up in a warm, dry bed, the chill banished and her body gradually warmed up. The long eyelashes, like butterfly wings, moved twice, and then opened, in a strange dream she had just had, Meng Xuan kissed her, and then pulled her into her arms, her thin lips sprinkled freely, kissing the skin of her chest, the thin male lips, sucking her collarbone, and she raised her head under his kiss, moaning softly......

However, the next moment, her eyes widened and she realized that it was not a dream! Meng Xuan didn't have any clothes, and she was the same?! She opened her mouth, but couldn't scream.

Sensing that she was awake, he moved up with a smile and hovered over her. No matter how dull she is, she can keenly feel the difference between the two. In the room, his masculinity had the strongest sense of presence, and she could only focus on his strong neck with a dry mouth, not daring to look down any further. The male body on her body was intimate and silently clinging to her.

His radiant chest was like a cocoon, keeping the cold out, in his arms, she couldn't feel the cold, but she still shivered involuntarily, instinctively curled up, covering the whiteness of her chest with her hands.

Sensing her restraint and panic, the fire in his eyes burned even more fiercely, and she was stunned, and when he closed his eyes, his thin lips sealed her, tracing the shape of her lips with his tongue, and taking advantage of her gasping to explore the sweetness in her mouth, and his hands covered the delicate body that he had coveted for a long time. Her eyes widened at his touch, her lips fluttered in amazement, and his tongue surged as if possessive, signaling his intentions.

"Qing'er," he called her name, and in a very soft sigh-like tone, he swept the ends of her hair over her chest with the end of his hand, "I won't let you go tonight." ”