"No!"

A terrible wail startled the black crows on the branches, and the shadows of the mottled dead trees cast on the ground like evil spirits.

Shen Zhiyu screamed hoarsely, looking at Xiao Cong, who was oozing blood from the corners of her lips, tears fell quickly and quickly, she was helpless to hold Xiao Cong who was pressing on her, and there was the whistling sound of arrows breaking through the air in her ears.

These refugees, who were willing to eat the food and water sent by His Highness, died in the rain of arrows, and those sharp long arrows were stuck in their necks, eyes, chests and abdomen.

They died a tragic death, too late to drink a sip of clean water, or eat proper rice grain, or even to wail!

Those who have not fallen in drought, famine, or pestilence, have fallen under the butcher's knife of those who have evil intentions.

Shen Zhiyu burst into tears like rain, looking at the masked black-clothed people, his eyes were full of hatred, and his teeth were painful: "Brother Xiao, please!" Please don't die! "

The voice was choked.

Xiao Cong bent his eyelashes, as if he had changed back to the carefree teenager he used to be, walking on the long street all day long, or selling some bright flower branches, sometimes he didn't charge money when he was interested, he looked at the beautiful smiling faces of the girls, and he didn't know how many girls he had provoked, or ran around in the tavern inn, laughed with him, and saved up money to marry the girl he liked.

Shen Zhiyu is beautiful, everyone in the county knows it, only she doesn't know, she lives carefully all day long, he likes her, and he feels sorry for her.

only silently admired, did not dare to come forward, he is a poor boy with four walls, where does he dare to delay other girls? What's more, Shen Zhiyu is not the same kind of person as them at first glance, and when he came, he was begging on the street, and his bearing was also arrogant.

Many people in the county want to marry her, she was young before, and in the past two years, the matchmaker has almost broken the threshold of the master's house, if it weren't for the master to stop her, I am afraid that I don't know which family to marry.

Love grows crazy, he is not satisfied with just watching silently from behind, but fortunately he has saved some money over the years, and he is also optimistic about a good house, which adds a bit of weight to that unrealistic fantasy.

What makes him even happier is that Shen Zhiyu has never had a person he likes so far, and he learned from the old master that she is unwilling to marry those who ask for marriage, if he doesn't love the powerful, then can he?

Thinking of this, the curvature of the corners of Xiao Cong's mouth rose slightly, and the meandering blood stains followed the corners of her lips to Shen Zhiyu's chest, she was crying for herself, it was good.

His consciousness was already a little blurry, and even then, he was still wondering if it was too abrupt to tell her that he liked her.

But if you don't talk about it now, you won't have a chance.

"Ayu, I..."

"I know! I know! I'll marry! I'll marry! As long as you are willing to live, I will marry! Please, Brother Xiao! Please survive! "

Shen Zhiyu cried into tears and spoke incoherently.

How could she not know the restrained and subtle love of the young man? is as dull as dead wood, how can you ignore the eyes that shine every time you see her, and the heartbeat that can't be restrained?

Not responding, not indifferent, but she has a marriage contract...

What is a marriage contract today? As long as he is willing to survive and she marries, she is willing.

Xiao Cong smiled, he knew that Shen Zhiyu had no intention of him, and now he was very happy to hear that she was willing to marry him.

But he doesn't want to live, he doesn't want Shen Zhiyu to marry him for kindness, he is also a good conquest, a proud young man, if he can, he is more willing to grab the heart of the person he likes little by little.

But now, he knows that even if he lives, he can no longer be Shen Zhiyu's choice, his girl, deserves the best and best in the world...

Now that she can be affirmed over and over again, Xiao Cong has no regrets.

Shen Zhiyu watched him slowly close his eyelashes, his warm body slowly cooled down, crying until he couldn't help himself, trembling all over, and his sweat-soaked hair stuck to his forehead.

"Why can't you be greedy... Why? Her hoarse voice questioned the people who were covering her and protecting her with her own flesh and blood.

How Shen Zhiyu couldn't understand his eyes, it was letting go, it was a blessing...

Go to his hands, go to his blessings, why can't you be greedy? Just a little more, as long as you are willing to live, for the rest of your life, hold the hand of your son, and grow old with your son...

It turns out that she is not indifferent, it turns out -

She didn't know when she had a love for him...

Shen Zhiyu cried until he lost his strength, trembling all over, trying his best to stretch his slender neck, trembling and sticking to Xiao Cong's peeling lips, you should want to kiss me very much, you think I don't know, but I know.

Since the upheaval of her own family and the begging in this Chen County, she has gradually worn out the delicate nature of the eldest lady, no one is spoiled, who is still used to her stinky temper, and slowly calmed down.

But those covetous eyes, she couldn't bear it, the only thing that was not so annoying was Xiao Cong, full of admiration, without the slightest sense of blasphemy, when she found out, he even reddened his ears and didn't dare to look at her again.

And that day she was just wearing a piece of lipstick.

The more I think about it, the more those little details can't stand up to consideration, and the heartache is overwhelming.

On silent, hot and smelly nights, scavenging crows flew back, spiritually aware that they could feast on their fill.

Shen Zhiyu's eyes were out of focus, still pressed under him, holding Xiao Cong's neck with one hand, and patting his back mechanically with the other, as if coaxing him to sleep.

Yubai's hands were viscous plasma, and she patted tirelessly, humming intermittently because her voice was hoarse and inaudible.

She was humming a song to Xiao Cong about a woman in Chenjun expressing her love to the man she admired.

Chen Jun is located in the southern border of Dayan, the folk customs are simple, in the past, she listened to the last sentence of the song to blush, far away, unwilling to hear, but now she feels that such a straightforward and hot chant is not enough to show her affection, only hope that the repeated chanting can be heard by him.

When the master came, Shen Zhiyu was still singing, although he couldn't hear the words clearly, the tune was still there.

The old master couldn't see, and he didn't know how many falls he had fallen along the way when he found here, and when he heard Shen Zhiyu's humming, he called anxiously: "Ah Yu, Ah Yu, where are you?" The master is coming for you. "

Shen Zhiyu was unable to get up, and he didn't want to get up, so he was worried that the master had to respond in a dumb voice: "Master, I'm fine, you stand in place." "

The old master got up in a hurry and groped forward with a blind cane.

She was worried that her master would be injured by the arrows stuck everywhere, so she put Xiao Cong, who had cooled down, beside her and got up to help her master.

"A lot of people have died here?" The old master smelled the heavy smell of blood and noticed it.

Without waiting for her to answer, Taishoufu rushed into a group of refugees with huge bellies, and cried when they saw the tragic situation of corpses all over the ground.

These are the only remaining thirty or so people in Chen.

"It's all you! It's all you! You plague god calamity, if it weren't for your gullible people in the court, how could they die? "

Those who came tonight were all younger, and Shen Zhiyu knew that they would and was willing to believe His Highness, but now these slightly older ones were cautious and ancient, and it was not surprising that they did not want to come.

Some of these dead sons and nephews are their sons and nephews.

His body was smashed by stones and dead branches, Shen Zhiyu had no intention or ability to open his mouth to refute, allowing them to abuse and resent, and the corners of his forehead were hit by stones, and blood broke out.

She also refused to wipe or hide, and only protected her master behind her.

"Chen Jun is more kind to you than heaven, giving you food, clothing and shelter, are you repaying us like this? My poor son, why don't you die! "

"This has nothing to do with Ah Yu, if you want to blame me, the old man, I believe in His Royal Highness, I asked Ah Yu to take him to you, you can count their lives on my head!"

The old master's eyes were yellow, he took Shen Zhiyu behind him, stretched out his hand to block it, and shook his beard to argue with those refugees who had lost their minds.

Seeing him in the way, the angry refugee stopped slightly: "Master, you don't have to protect this calamity!" In the past, we sympathized with her family being killed by bandits and was in a miserable situation, but now we think that she is not the fate of a lonely star, wherever she goes, there will be disasters, and the entire Chen County has become what it is today. "

"Yes! Oh, yes! "

"Master, you don't have to protect her!"

"Let her pay for my son's life!"

"You... You—" The old man's face was full of urgency.

"If the master has to protect her, we're welcome!" I don't know who in the crowd said such a sentence loudly.

The overwhelming stones smashed towards Shen Zhiyu and the master, and Shen Zhiyu watched as a bowl-sized stone hit the master's temple-

He fell to the ground with a thud.

Grunted blood came out of the cranial cavity, and he was instantly out of breath.

"Ahh

The terrible scream stopped halfway, and the silence was instantly silenced, everyone was shocked by her and stopped, and Shen Zhiyu was so sad that he fainted.

Not even the stones that hit her forehead could wake her up.