"I ...... I didn't ......," Hanyue bowed his head.

Sikong Yanfei didn't say anything, still looking coldly at the bottom of the slope, the black robe on his body dancing in the wind, like a cold stone statue.

Hanyue's lips trembled, and she quickly lowered her head.

What's the use of explaining at this point?

When he was in Qingcheng, he publicly admitted that she was his wife, but now her existence has become his laughing stock.

couldn't even protect his concubine, and let her fall into the hands of robbers......

There was some bitterness in the throat.

Cheng Wu waved his sword to separate the black-clothed man who was attacking him, and finally glanced at Han Yue on the dirt slope, his lips moved, and he threw out a sentence: "You wait for me." ”

Han Yue's heart trembled, and she almost bit her lip with hatred when she looked at the figure of Cheng Wu leading people to flee in a hurry.

This kind of thing, once is enough.

Sikong Yanfei pulled the reins with one hand and shouted: "Withdraw!" ”

He was the first to turn his horse.

Finally...... Able to go back.

After the high level of tension, weakness and fatigue followed, and the arrow wound on the arm seemed to be extremely painful.

Han Yue shrank in Sikong Yanfei's arms, and the whole person trembled.

Sikong Yanfei urged the horse again and sped up his speed.

The men in black also all withdrew, and retreated like a tide after them.

"There's my carriage ahead." Sikong Yanfei said lightly.

With the carriage, she doesn't have to stay in the eyes of everyone so embarrassed.

Thinking of what happened in the bandit camp in the past few days, countless grievances and resentments all came up, and she tugged at his clothes and her eyes turned red again.

Sikong Yan sighed silently, "What are you crying about?" ”

"Grievances don't make people cry?" Hanyue originally felt that she was quite strong, but this man had already seen her various embarrassments, and she didn't want to disguise herself anymore.

Always pretending to be strong, too tired.

She simply grabbed his clothes and cried bitterly.

Sikong Yan's deep eyes stared ahead, but the corners of his lips were imperceptibly pulled, revealing a hint of a smile.

Turning around the hill in front of me, sure enough, there was a carriage waiting there.

Sikong Yanfei directly stopped her waist and picked her up and jumped off the horse.

"The whole team, go back to Qingcheng." Sikong Yanfei commanded, and carried Hanyue into the carriage.

Han Yue was lying in the carriage, just trying to find a comfortable position, when she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her arm, and she couldn't help but scream.

Sikong Yanfei pulled the long arrow out of her wound, threw it aside, and then pressed a clean white cloth against her wound and forcibly applied force to stop the bleeding.

"Hurt ......" Han Yue called pitifully, but at this time she had no strength, so the voice she screamed was not loud, and it sounded a little tempting outside.

The guards outside the car all looked surprised.

What was the master doing in the carriage, who had just brought the woman back...... Impatient?

They pricked up their ears, and the low moaning of Hanyue kept coming from the car.

"You tap."

“…… Don't push so hard! ”

"Hurt......

The carriage drove on the wilderness road, and apart from the creaking of the wheels, the low whispers in the carriage were particularly clear.

But the sound lasted less than half a pillar of incense before it was quiet.

Everyone outside looked at each other, and they all read in each other's eyes puzzlement: their master wouldn't have surrendered so soon, would he? It's also too humiliating.

The two men in the carriage had no idea what these people were thinking.

Sikong Yan helped Hanyue bandage the wound, and then rested on the couch beside him.

Han Yue was lying there in a painful cold sweat, and the action he forcibly pressed to stop the bleeding just now was so rough that her arm was almost broken by him.

She wanted to complain, but when she met his deep eyes and saw his dusty and lonely eyes, she swallowed back the words of complaint.

If it weren't for the fact that she had crossed paths with him in this life, she wouldn't have imagined that he had so many other sides.

There seems to be an ancient loneliness in him, like a traveler who always walks in the dark, never knowing where he will stop next.

There is no companion with you, and there are no relatives or friends with you.

"How did you know I was here?" Han Yue asked dryly.

Sikong Yanfei reclined on the couch, his body swaying slightly with the shaking of the car.

"I paid a lot of money to buy one of them."

Han Yue froze.

It turned out that it was bought with money, and this guy really has some means.

"This time, you owe me a thousand taels of gold." Sikong Yan looked at her and grinned suddenly.

"Thousand ...... A thousand taels? Han Yue only felt a buzzing in her head.

Sikong Yan bowed her head slightly, "But because you are my woman, I will forgive your debt this time." ”

Han Yue was stunned for a while, and suddenly said: "My business, I'm afraid everyone in Qingcheng already knows about it." ”

Sikong Yan nodded, not whitewashing the peace.

Han Yue's heart was beating so hard that she almost jumped out of her chest.

It was not easy for her to gain a foothold in Qingcheng, and now that this kind of thing has happened, even if she is not damaged by those people, who will believe her.

Even Sikong Yanfei will be affected by her, not to mention losing her reputation, and she will become a laughing stock behind people's backs.

Sikong Yanfei looked at her calmly, with one hand on his knee, feeling safe.

"What are you afraid of?"

Han Yue sat up with her hand covering the wound on her arm, thinking, "When are you going to leave Qingcheng?" ”

It is impossible for the caravan to always stay in one city, as long as he leaves, she will also find a way to go to other cities with Chidi and them, here in Qingcheng, her reputation can be said to be completely ruined.

"I'll be gone in ten days." Sikong Yan said lightly.

Hanyue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, she hoped that he would go as fast as possible.

"Then you will come with me." Sikong Yan added.

Han Yue raised her head with her head swished, and she didn't say anything for a long time with her mouth open.

"Yue, don't run away anymore." Sikong Yan looked at her quietly, her lips pursed into a thin line.

Han Yue's breath froze, and her face turned pale, "You saw it all just now......" She looked down at her body.

She was still wearing the torn white tunic she was wearing.

"They've seen it too!" The pale complexion turned red again in the blink of an eye, and Han Yue reached out to cover her eyes, "Those robbers who escaped will definitely spread the news everywhere, Cheng Wu is their leader, he will not let me go......" Her palms were gradually soaked with oozing warm liquid, and her crying shoulders shrugged.

It's quiet in the carriage.

It was as if she was the only one.

The carriage jolted on the road, and Han Yue's body shook with it, and then he was grabbed by a pair of big hands and pressed the couch in the car.