What Wuyi was holding in his hand was a piece of black cloth embroidered with gold and silver threads.

Seeing this piece of fabric clearly, everyone's expressions changed.

Ink Ember's pupils suddenly constricted: "This is the cloth on the third brother's body!" ”

Fu Beixian's pupils continued to tremble, trembling and reaching out to take the fabric in Wuyi's hand, "In...... Found on the edge of the cliff? ”

Wuyi's tone was extremely solemn: "There is a mountain forest in the upper reaches of the river, the area is very large, and the edge of the forest is a cliff. ”

"It is said that no one who falls off a cliff will survive."

As Wuyi's words fell, Ember Ming's face suddenly turned pale, his thin fingers clenched tightly at his heart, and his breathing gradually became heavy.

Wu Yi was startled, hurriedly supported him, and raised his hand to connect the acupuncture points on his chest, "Relax, breathe slowly." ”

At the same time, he took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve and poured out a pill and fed it to his mouth.

Tan Zhixi's pretty face completely faded, and if it weren't for Gu Shuya's support, she would have already fallen to the ground.

Big tears slipped down, and she opened her mouth, but she couldn't spit out any syllables.

I couldn't even cry.

Ember Ming's breathing gradually relaxed, leaning weakly on Wuyi's body, his voice low and weak, "Senior, is there any other way down the cliff?" ”

Wuyi pinched his pulse and carefully helped him sit down, "Don't worry, no matter who you are...... The old man will definitely find it. ”

Fu Beixian clenched the sleeves of his hand tightly, turned around and walked out, "I'll go find my cousin!" ”

As soon as he walked out of the room, he was stopped by a slender figure, "Master Fu." ”

Shang Ruyan looked at Fu Beixian who rushed out, and her face was neither happy nor sad.

Fu Beixian ignored her and continued to walk out.

The next moment, Shang Ruyan said lightly and stopped his steps, "Don't you want to know why the Third Highness fell off the cliff?" ”

Fu Beixian's footsteps paused suddenly, and the fabric in his hand was almost crushed by him.

Gu Shuya looked at Shang Ruyan coldly, "Shang Ruyan, you are not welcome here. ”

Shang Ruyan stiffly hooked the corners of her lips: "Su Ruotang doesn't believe in the Third Highness, so he jumped off the cliff." ”

"The Third Highness followed her and also jumped off the cliff."

"You talk nonsense!" Tan Zhixi stared at Shang Ruyan with a pale face, "Tang'er won't do such a stupid thing!" ”

Shang Ruyan pulled out a cold smile: "Believe it or not." ”

With that, she turned and left.

It seems that she came here to tell them about Mo Yingyan and Su Ruotang jumping off the cliff.

Gu Shuya said coldly: "Your Majesty asked you to treat the people in the capital for half a year, but you dared to leave without permission." ”

Shang Ruyan didn't look back, she didn't care, "Then please ask Miss Gu to report it to Your Majesty as soon as possible." ”

It wasn't until she had been away for a long time that Mo Ember slowly spoke, "The matter of the third brother, don't spread it to the capital for the time being." ”

Shen Shi should be down: "The subordinates will then go to find His Highness." ”

Fu Beixian: "I'll go with you." ”

......

Silent and cold cliff bottoms.

After a long time, the rustle of branches and leaves being trampled sounded, startling countless birds.

"Little Begonia...... Little Begonia ......" A figure staggered over and called around.

"Su Ruotang! You heard me! cough cough ...... "Mo Yingyan's beautiful face is as white as paper, and her eyes have always been as light as the bright moon, and she is no longer calm and full of panic.

The thin lips are soaked with blood, and the corners of the mouth are bloodshot, which is strange and magnificent.

He staggered through the bushes beside him and looked around.

A pair of jade-carved hands, flesh and blood blurred, nails peeling off inch by inch.

He didn't feel it at all, ignoring the sharp thorns of the thorny bushes, and stubbornly looked over every bush.

Every time he rolled it, the panic in his eyes increased, and for the first time, he had regret.

He regretted it, he shouldn't have left Little Begonia alone on the cliff.

Obviously, the threat of the No. 7 poisonous man was beside Xiao Haitang, but he was confused by Shang Ruyan's words.

The living are more important than the dead!

But he's so stupid!

Picking open a bush again, the back of his hand was hooked with sharp thorns the size of a soybean.

But he didn't care, his voice was cold, hoarse as a broken gong, "Little Begonia...... You answer me...... All right? ”

"Don't ignore me......"

The man's hoarse voice was blown away by the wind, faintly revealing fragility.

The rain, I don't know when, started to fall, and it got heavier and heavier.

Mo Yingyan staggered on the rain curtain, and his throat could no longer make any sound.

He looked at the rain.

The deep pupils are as deep as the abyss, dead and silent.

He suddenly remembered that every time he went to the battlefield, his mother would go to the temple to pray to God and worship Buddha, and carefully and sincerely copied Buddhist scriptures.

Every time she wrote, the mother would pronounce:

My Buddha is merciful and blesses my son and thousands of soldiers to return safely.

At that time, he only felt that his mother was stunned.

If it is useful to pray to God and worship Buddha, then there is no need for soldiers to fight desperately and bloodily in order to protect their homeland and relatives.

And at this time.

He was extremely glad that he had a knack for memorization.

Even if he didn't believe in gods and Buddhas, he clearly remembered every word and sentence in the Buddhist scriptures.

With each step, he recited a Buddhist scripture in his mind.

Until, consciousness gradually blurred, and he completely collapsed on the rain screen.

When consciousness regained, a muffled voice was heard in his ears.

"I've been in a coma for three days and three nights, why haven't you woken up?"