Long Tianrui's eyes widened in horror, and he looked at the ember like a mad demon in a daze, and he forgot to resist for a while.

The suffocating feeling of being killed, madness came over me.

He tried to grow his mouth, wanting to make a cry for help, but the moment he opened his mouth, he tore the wound open, and the sound of flesh and blood blooming at the corners of his lips made Long Tianrui numb and cold all over his body.

"Ember!"

Just when Long Tianrui felt that he was about to die under the sword of Rong Yan, a madman, Sang Shu's figure approached from not far away.

She rushed up and grabbed Rong Ash's wrist.

"Sang Shu! There you are! When Long Tianrui saw Sang Shu, as if he had seen a life-saving straw, he immediately whimpered and said, "Help me!" Help me! ”

With every word he spoke, streams of blood poured out of his mouth.

Under the moonlight, those black and red blood splashed on the ground, eerie and eerie.

"Sang Shu! He's a madman! He's a complete lunatic......"

Before Long Tianrui finished his bloody words, Sang Shu glared at him viciously, "Shut up!" ”

After speaking, she didn't look at Long Tianrui more, but clasped Rong Yan's arm with her hand, she dragged the person forward, leaned slightly, and leaned against Rong Yan's neck.

Her voice was hoarse, "Ember, put down your sword." ”

The young man who was originally paranoid and yin owl, after hearing Sang Shu's words, the sword in his hand fell heavily to the ground.

He lowered his eyelashes and looked at Sang Shu quietly.

Those dark eyes were stubborn and paranoid, as if they could only see Sang Shu alone.

"Don't kill him, he'll get your hands dirty."

Sang Shu raised his hand to hug his narrow waist, and his palm continued to gently soothe his back, feeling his stiff body gradually relax, and finally, all the strength of his body fell on Sang Shu.

"My grievances with him are over, and we will live a good life in the future and no longer entangle with him."

"Okay?"

The tips of Sang Shu's ears were lightly attached to Rong Yan's earlobes.

She could feel Ember's earlobes tremble slightly.

He didn't say anything, but Sang Shu sensed his despair.

It was the same despair as that day when I saw Qinghe being cut off and hanging on the city wall under the city wall.

"Let's go back."

Sang Shu held Rong Yan's hand, and under the moonlight, she firmly held Rong Yan's arm and led him in the direction of the inn in a tough and domineering manner.

Long Tianrui saw that Sang Shu was so unjust, he was stabbed twice, she was indifferent, and even comforted Rong Shen so much, and the corners of her eyes gradually became scarlet.

His eyes narrowed, and the deep eyes fell on the cold sword on the ground—

In an instant, Long Tianrui picked up the cold sword, and the moment he spoke, he gritted his teeth and shouted vaguely, "Rong Ash!" You give me death—"

When Sang Shu heard the voice, her fingers pinching Rong Shen tightened.

Her ears were extremely sensitive, and she had already noticed it when Long Tianrui bent over, but if Long Tianrui's sword stabbed up, neither he nor Rong Yan would stop.

Sang Shu tightened her lips, she gritted her teeth, and at the moment when the cold sword stabbed Rong Ember in the back, she turned around and quickly blocked in front of Rong Ember!

The cold sword pierced under the collarbone, and Sang Shu's eyebrows frowned slightly.

Long Tianrui saw that the person he stabbed was Sang Shu, and his pupils trembled fiercely.

Sang Shu just looked at him indifferently, raised his hand, and clenched his hands fiercely on the sharp sword.

Blood spilled from between her fingers.

Sang Shu did not hesitate to pull out the sword that pierced his body, and then threw the sword on the ground.

She looked sideways and crashed into those shocked and frightened dark eyes, Sang Shu raised her hand, supported Rong Yan's shoulder, and said in a weak but calm voice, "Take me back." ”

Rong Yan's pupils trembled slightly, he supported Sang Shu's body, and looked at Long Tianrui's eyes like poisonous snakes, shooting out a cold and cold light.

Sang Shu felt the strength of his clasped arm deepen, but he just leaned into his ear and whispered, "If you kill the third prince, you will kill me." ”

"I believe that one day you will be able to kill the people who hurt me with impunity, but not today."

After she finished speaking, she raised her voice again, "Send me back." ”

Rong Shen lowered his eyelashes and pressed down the suppressed cold light inch by inch.

The anger made the corners of his forehead bruise.

Sang Shu covered the bleeding wound, and her face began to turn pale due to excessive blood loss.

"Quick!"

Rong Ember couldn't care about anything else, leaned over, supported one hand under her shoulder, and dragged the crook of the other hand, and ran towards the inn without hesitation.

In the inn late at night, the accompanying imperial doctor, who was sleeping soundly, was urgently picked up.

Sang Shu lay on the bed, blood staining her clothes red.

Rong Ember stood by her side, holding her hand tightly, not letting go for a moment.

The imperial doctor asked Jiang Jiang to untie Sang Shu's shirt and saw the terrifying wound, "Quick!" Go find gold sore medicine, this blood must be stopped quickly......! ”

Within half an hour of chaos.

Rong Ember stayed by Sang Shu's side every step of the way.

After the bleeding completely stopped and was bandaged, the imperial doctor came out of Sang Shu's room in a cold sweat.

Before he returned to the door, he saw the down-and-out third prince walking in from outside, also covered in blood.

After he came in, he saw the blood on the imperial doctor's hands, and hurriedly rushed up, his voice trembling and asked, "How is she?" How's Sang Shu!? ”

He missed and injured her......

He wanted to kill Rong Ash, why did Sang Shu rush up?

Does she care so much about him?

Obviously, when he saved him, he was so infatuated and gentle, why did he change?

Why did it get so fast?

The imperial doctor gasped, looked at the blood on the third prince's body, and stumbled, "The third prince! What are you...... Stop the bleeding first! ”

All night, the smell of blood in the inn did not dissipate.

Until the next morning.

When Sang Shu opened her eyes, she saw Rong Shen and Jiang Jiang lying on her side, one lying at the head of the bed and the other at the end of the bed.

One held her hand firmly, the other held her tightly...... Foot?

Sang Shu raised her foot and kicked Jiang Jiang's wrist, "What's the matter?" ”

She had just woken up, and her voice was still a little hoarse.

After hearing the voice, Rong Ember and Jiang Jiang sat up at the same time.

Rong Yan should be in a light sleep, and immediately dragged into Sang Shu's wrist after waking up, "How is it?" Does it still hurt? ”

Sang Shu was stunned, and after a moment, she chuckled, "What's this?" I've had injuries worse than this before, so it's not a big injury for me. ”

As she spoke, she raised her hand, wanting to show that she was okay at all, but Rong Shen grabbed her wrist.

His eyes were slightly downcast, "Don't move." ”

Sang Shu narrowed her eyes, paused, and said slowly, "What's the matter?" Care about me? ”

As she spoke, she raised one side of her eyebrows slightly, and deliberately asked, "I used to have a black face when I teased me twice, why are you so active now?" ”

Rong Shen narrowed his dark eyes and stared at Sang Shu faintly.

Sang Shu smiled.

"Okay, okay, can't I say it? I'm so hungry, go get me something to eat. ”

Rong Shen was reluctant to let go of the hand holding Sang Shu, but instead set his eyes on Jiang Jiang.

When Jiang Jiang was about to get up, Sang Shu stopped, "Rong Yan, you go." ”