This is, Yi Zhikuo's men have already driven a wide horse to the mouth of the alley, Yi Zhikuo picked up Ling Dongwu horizontally and stuffed it into the carriage, his tall body also squeezed into the carriage, and the carriage ran quickly,

Yi Zhikuo saw that it was not a way for him to always cover Ling Dongwu's mouth, so he found a handkerchief, blocked her mouth, and held Ling Dongwu's two small hands with one big hand, hehe smiled, greedy, and looked at Ling Dongwu with good eyes,

Ling Dongwu knew that if he was taken back to Green Pearl City this time, she would not expect to escape in this life, she struggled again and again to no avail, Yi Zhikuo had already kissed his face, her cheeks were smooth and warm, under a man's clothes, it was such a soft waist, nephrite was warm and fragrant, Yi Zhikuo's desire was like a tide bursting the embankment, vigorously coming out, he reached into Ling Dongwu's clothes with one hand, touching the smooth skin, hot and sweaty...... His little fairy, his little wife, finally returned to his arms today,

Ling Dongwu only felt the anger burning, her hands strengthened, Yi Zhikuo in the confusion was not careful, Ling Dongwu's two hands broke free from the iron tongs that grabbed her, she strengthened her hands, and attacked him with all her strength, although she shot sharply, but she was a woman in the end, her strength was a little worse, her ability to wear Yang in a hundred steps could not be played at close range, so fighting, she was not Yi Zhikuo's opponent at all, and she soon lost her strength,

Yi Zhikuo but saw that she was out of breath and her face was discolored, how could he be willing to hurt her, so he only used three successful forces, in fact, he didn't want to fight with her, but he knew that if he let her escape, he didn't know when he would find someone, so he kept saying: "Little fairy, don't be angry with King Benhan, we have already worshipped, you are already my bride, I will ...... you well when I go back this time."

Ling Dongwu gritted her teeth, anxious in her heart, thinking that it would be good if Mu Zicheng was here, thinking of Mu Zicheng She thought of Wu Hairong, in an instant, she saw the arrow crossbow on her wrist, because she suddenly met Yi Zhikuo, she was so frightened that she forgot her secret weapon,

Yi Zhikuo saw an opportunity, shot like the wind, splitting the palm like her wrist, Ling Dongwu was even more frightened, his body fell back, his right hand lightly knocked the crossbow mechanism on his left wrist, and he was surprised, ten small iron swords, all of them shot out towards Yi Zhikuo, even though Yi Zhikuo was strong in martial arts, but because the incident happened suddenly, and the space in the carriage was too small, his two iron arms swung sharply, and the six iron swords that shot at the vital point were knocked down, and the other four were shot into his left arm, left shoulder blade, right thigh, and lower abdomen,

Rao is a strong man like Yi Zhikuo King Kong, and his body was also paralyzed by four small iron swords, and he sat on the carriage, Ling Dongwu took advantage of the vacancy, jumped out of the carriage, and pulled off the handkerchief on his mouth, and his body rose and fell a few times, and ran to a crowded place, the two Hu soldiers sitting on the carriage suddenly saw Ling Dongwu flying out, knowing that things had changed, he hurriedly picked up the curtain, and saw Yi Zhikuo lying there covered in blood, where he still had the heart to chase Ling Dongwu, and hurriedly helped up their Han King to stop the bleeding and treat his injuries,

Ling Dongwu jumped out of the carriage and didn't shout, the clothes on her body were messy, she shouted out, she didn't have face for anyone, she was now the person next to the Third Emperor, she didn't want to let the Third Emperor lose face because of herself, her body rose and fell a few times, and she ran to a crowded place,

Ling Dongwu ran far away, only then did he squat down with his arms in shock, feeling that his face was wet, and when he touched it with his hand, it turned out to be tears that flowed out at some point, thinking about the life and death change he had just experienced, Ling Dongwu only felt that the strength of his body seemed to be drained all of a sudden,

In the past two years, she has relied on her modern woman's independence and strength, unique thinking, and mixed in the shopping mall, too many people's compliments and praises, so that she is a little fluttering, forgetting that even if she wears men's clothes and learns a few martial arts, she is still a weak and helpless woman, in front of people like Yi Zhikuo, she is still powerless, she still needs a pair of broad shoulders, a sheltered harbor, but where to find a shelter from the wind and rain

Men in this era are more negative than modern men, turning their faces faster than turning books, they all say that change is changed, Xiao Haotian's negative heart is lucky, Yi Zhikuo's vicious torture, Mu Zicheng's two-faced and three-faced, everyone says that they want to be with themselves, but, sincerely, how much can there be?

I have been in this era for more than three years, I am still a homeless person, the world is vast, the world is so big, there is no place for her to settle down, I don't know when, the autumn rain fell from the sky, poured on her body, she was also unconscious, until the sky gradually darkened, Ling Dongwu suddenly thought of Yi Zhikuo and Hu Bing, who might appear around at any time, got up in a panic, and almost trotted all the way back to the camp,

Ling Dongwu returned to her cabin, she couldn't support it anymore, she fell on the bed, her eyes were blurry and she didn't wake up, even frightened during the day, and it rained, so that she had a high fever for several days, waking up and sleeping, there were always countless demons in her dreams, countless ghosts chasing her, she saw Xiao Haotian and Mu Zicheng standing far away, no matter how she stretched out her hand and cried, they all looked at her indifferently......

Half-asleep and half-awake, the anxious and panicked face of the third prince Xia Wenxuan appeared in front of her eyes from time to time, and sometimes dreamed that Mu Zicheng was standing in front of her bed with her lip clenched, looking at her painfully, and Wu Hairong was standing behind her,

Then she fell into a coma again, two days later, she regained consciousness in a melodious and sad sound of the piano, turned her head and saw that it was Xia Wenxuan sitting at the table and stroking the piano, Ling Dongwu gritted her teeth and turned over and sat up, already tired and sweating, Xia Wenxuan heard the movement on the bed, turned around, and didn't see him for a few days, his stunning face was haggard, he looked at Ling Dongwu with surprise in his eyes, and pity: "Dongwu...... You're finally awake,"

Xia Wenxuan hurriedly called the medical officer to take Ling Dongwu's pulse, and the medical officer said that she only needed to recuperate for a few days, so Xia Wenxuan's heart was put down.

Taking advantage of Xia Wenxuan's time to go back to change clothes, the maid next to him told Ling Dongwu: "Miss Ling, your illness can frighten our three princes, since you were unconscious, he has been taking care of you beside you, this is the first time our three princes have taken care of people like this, think about it, he is the emperor's son,"

Ling Dongwu listened to her words, and he didn't answer in a demented manner, taking care of himself, he was afraid that his chicken, which could only lay golden eggs, would die.

The third prince changed his clothes, and after washing, he hurried over again, and stayed in front of Ling Dongwu's bed inch by inch, personally feeding medicine and soup, and helping her from time to time to help the piano to relieve her worries.

Mu Zicheng heard that Ling Dongwu had woken up, and he also came over to see her, but he was still following Wu Hairong by his side, Ling Dongwu was full of joy when he saw Mu Zicheng coming to see her, but when he saw that he had been following Wu Hairong by his side, his heart fell into the bottomless abyss,

Ling Dongwu suddenly fell seriously ill, and Mu Zicheng's worries and worries had accumulated in the past few days, but he saw the intimacy in Ling Dongwu's eyes when he looked at Xia Wenxuan, and the sudden cooling and coldness when he saw himself made his heart feel sad for a while, and many concerned words stopped on his lips like this, and he couldn't say it anymore.

Xia Wenxuan blew and blew a bowl of medicine, and raised it to Ling Dongwu's mouth, "Come, drink the medicine, this king will blow cold for you,"

"No, don't drink it, it's too bitter, I'm already fine, I don't need to drink it," Ling Dongwu was most afraid of drinking the bitter decoction, she was especially nostalgic for Western pills now, so she twisted her head to the side in protest,

Xia Wenxuan was patient and gently coaxed: "Be obedient, be obedient, drink the medicine, so that it can be thorough, otherwise it will leave the root of the disease,"

"Don't drink, don't drink, I just don't drink," Ling Dongwu childishly covered his head with the quilt,

Xia Wenxuan smiled, "Good, if you take a sip, I'll give you a newly sent candied fruit from the palace, fresh and sweet, very delicious......"

Ling Dongwu couldn't resist the temptation of candied fruit, and got out of the quilt, Xia Wenxuan's slender and white fingers took a candied fruit and sent it to Ling Dongwu's pink mouth, between the two, there was an indescribable ambiguity and intimacy,

Mu Zicheng stood aside, feeling like a burning heart, turned his head and quietly retreated,

Mu Zicheng stood in the shadows outside the Lingdong Dance Theater, watching Xia Wenxuan leave, watching the candlelight in the room go out, and the figure standing in the dark moved slightly,

The moonlight fell, faintly shining his handsome figure, good-looking face, since Ling Dongwu fell ill, he had been staying outside her room every night, chatting about his thoughts and concerns,

Mu Zicheng came back from this expedition and saw that the third prince had affection for Ling Dongwu, and Ling Dongwu seemed to be interested in the third prince, so he deliberately alienated Ling Dongwu, because it was impossible for her to be entangled with her when she belonged to him, it would only add to the pain, this is his habit, a soldier's habit, at an important juncture, he is never ambiguous, and he never drags mud and water.

Miss Wu's family has the grace to take him in, and he has a little blasphemy towards the beautiful young lady, I only hope that in this life and this life I can give the young lady a stable care, and he can be regarded as worthy of the grace of the old lady's family to take him in.

Mu Zicheng knew that Ling Dongwu was angry because he was close to Miss and alienated her, especially the heavy words he said after Miss was injured, it must have hurt her heart, looking at Ling Dongwu on the hospital bed, but he couldn't take a step towards her, Mu Zicheng was distressed like a knife,

Until this moment, in the quiet cover of the night, in the faint fragrance of osmanthus flowers, his tightly clenched fingers, sour heartbeat, finally knew his heart, in fact, he was not as strong as he imagined,

After dinner that day, Xia Wenxuan saw that Ling Dongwu's body was almost recovered, and proposed to go out for a walk and breathe fresh air, which would help her body recover.