"Silly girl, what are you thinking?" Chu Lingheng noticed Wen Jinghua's depression, stretched out his arms, and hugged her tightly in his arms.

"Nothing... I just think, ··· I didn't do anything bad, but I was a little unsightly..."

She has no blood relationship with Chu Lingheng, she is just a nominal brother and sister, but why is it that such an illusory brother and sister name can restrain her so embarrassed.

Wen Jinghua is a frank person.

At this moment, it seems to be cheating, for fear of being seen by others.

Wen Jinghua felt that there was a mouthful of turbid breath in her chest, and no matter how she took a deep breath, she couldn't spit it out.

Chu Lingheng hugged her tightly, "Don't be afraid, with me, no one can hurt you." ”

Wen Jinghua raised her head and tried to curl the corners of her mouth.

Chu Lingheng held her face and kissed her lightly on the lips.

"Hua'er, the only thing that can trap you is your own heart," he gently stroked Wen Jinghua's back, "Why do you think that our relationship is unpleasant? If your grandfather and parents are still around, they will definitely want you to follow your heart." ”

Yes, they must want to follow their hearts.

Wen Jinghua suddenly remembered a distant memory.

It was a memory of her miserable past life.

She remembered that when she was very young, her mother Chu Yunji looked at the sweaty little Chu Lingheng who was practicing in the distance, and turned back to her and said, "Hua'er, is this considered that you picked up a child husband for yourself?"

That was the little Wen Jinghua who didn't know what a child husband was, and intuitively thought that it meant that he could be with Chu Lingheng forever.

She raised her little face and smiled brightly, "Yes, Brother Ling is my child husband!"

My grandfather and grandmother, as well as my mother, laughed so happily at that time.

Wen Jinghua came back to his senses and found that Chu Lingheng was looking at him nervously, his eyes full of self-blame and torture.

He was also spitting on himself.

Wen Jinghua felt that she was excessive.

Life is so bitter and so short, why should she put herself in shackles and embarrass Chu Lingheng and herself?

"I..." Like you.

She wanted to tell Chu Lingheng that no matter how many thorns there were on the road ahead, she would never run away again.

I like you.

Chu Lingheng looked at Wen Jinghua nervously, waiting intently for the sentence she was about to blurt out.

However, at this time, the doors and windows of the inn were suddenly smashed open from the outside, and the masked people jumped into a room of black presses.

"Be careful!"

Chu Lingheng stretched out his hand to block Wen Jinghua, but he didn't have time to dodge, and his arm was slashed.

"Ahh

Seeing Chu Lingheng being slashed, Wen Jinghua's exclamation only subconsciously blurted out half of it, and the other half was swallowed back deeply by her.

She quickly reached for the saber hanging on the wall, but was stopped by the masked man's swing.

The room was too small to be opened, and Chu Lingheng was fighting with people empty-handed, and the situation was not optimistic.

Wen Jinghua struggled to dodge the densely chopped blades, but the space was too small, she really had nowhere to dodge, and she was slashed in the back.

Seeing this, Chu Lingheng wanted to reach out to save him, but he was entangled by the masked man.

Wen Jinghua was slashed again.

The masked man seemed to realize the importance of Wen Jinghua and Chu Lingheng, so Chu Lingheng couldn't attack it, so he switched targets and concentrated on her.

Chu Lingheng anxiously wanted to get close to Wen Jinghua, but instead revealed his flaws and was cut out of several wounds.

Wen Jinghua gritted her teeth and kicked away the person in front of her, and her head began to faint for a while.

Suddenly, she seemed to feel something, and turned her head sharply.

I saw Chu Lingheng through the sword light and sword shadow, past the group of chasing people, and looked at her deeply.

There was a lot of goodbye in his eyes.

"No!"

Wen Jinghua mourned in her heart and was heartbroken.

But as soon as her scream came out, she saw Chu Lingheng jump, already with many pursuers, jumping out of the window and disappearing without a trace.

Wen Jinghua's eyes went dark and she lost consciousness...

When Wen Jinghua woke up again, she found herself in a dark room.

She opened her eyes slowly, and the first thing that caught her eye was the splendid and luxurious curtains above her head.

Her wounds had been cleaned and bandaged, and she was now calm and silent.

Wen Jinghua was silent, and there was still a figure in his mind that Chu Lingheng didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Someone next to her noticed that she had woken up and stepped forward happily, "You're awake!"

Wen Jinghua's eyes moved.

After seeing the person clearly, Wen Jinghua's face was surprised and calm.

"It's you. She spoke hoarsely.

I saw that the man had a pair of vertical pupils, it was not Tuoba Jian, who could it be.

"Drink some water. ”

Tuoba Jian helped Wen Jinghua up from the couch and carefully handed over a cup of tea.

Wen Jinghua took the teacup in her hand, lowered her head and took a sip.

Tuoba Jian laughed happily when he saw this, "You are not afraid that I will poison the tea." ”

"It's just right to poison me. Wen Jinghua lowered her eyes.

Tuoba Jian frowned in displeasure, "Chu Lingheng is dead, you are so sad?"

Wen Jinghua's hand holding the tea trembled, and a few ripples rippled.

"He and I both regret a little that I couldn't give you to you in the Daliang Barracks that day... Kill on the spot!"

Wen Jinghua suddenly burst out and waved his palm at Tuoba Jian.

Tea was spilled all over the floor.

Wen Jinghua's palm was soft and uncontrollable at all.

Tuoba Jian gently and skillfully restrained her, "Don't waste your efforts, I have already smoked soft tendons for you, and now you are soft, no one is with you, and you can't even go out of the gate." ”

"Bastard!"

Wen Jinghua was weak, so she could only curse weakly.

"Good way~"

Tuoba Jian carried Wen Jinghua back to the bed, and wiped the water stains on her hands little by little.

"Chu Lingheng is dead, you can follow me in the future. He proudly put his hands behind his back, like a child snatching candy.

"You're dreaming!"

"Hehe~, it's okay," Tuoba smiled happily, "You don't accept it now, and you have to accept it when you get to Bei'an City." ”

"What do you want to do?" Wen Jinghua had a bad premonition.

"I thought about it, when I get to Bei'an City, I will let your Emperor Liang give you to me, that is, the kind of harmony you said, Emperor Liang will agree. Tuoba Jian said to himself.

Wen Jinghua tried to catch her breath, and her voice was faint, "Who gave you the idea..."

She knew Tuoba Jian somewhat, although this person acted perversely, but he didn't have so many intrigues and tricks.

first used her as a weakness to kill Chu Lingheng, and then knew that he would use his weakness to limit her strength in advance, and now he wanted to use the war to threaten Emperor Daliang to send her out to make peace.

This was definitely not an idea that Tuoba Jian could come up with on his own.

This insidious and vicious style of acting, this kind of unpredictable and strange calculations, is very much like a person.

The corners of Tuoba Jian's mouth curved slightly, "Old man." ”

"What old man?!" Wen Jinghua suddenly thought of someone who had made her suffer a lot, and her heart suddenly jumped.

Sure enough, Tuobajian's next words confirmed her conjecture.

"Yiguang..."