The stagnant air pressed Ye Luo's nerves, and with a gentle tremor in his breath, Yueyi's delicate body had lost its pulse.

Looking around, he wanted to cut off the heads of this group of thieves with a knife and hang them on the branches of the trees on the slopes to vent his hatred.

The sound of horses' hooves under the mountain is urgent, galloping, and the Royal Forest Army is about to arrive.

Ye Luo kissed Yueyi's forehead again, and took off the Su Jin around her neck and wrapped it in front of her. Cut off the robe, tear it into a belt, and tie her to her body.

The sword was already in its sheath, knowing that this place could not be stayed for long, and in the blink of an eye, he flew deep into the dense forest and disappeared.

The group of thieves was still looking around, only to hear the mountain wind and the horses flying.

Ye Luo found a good place to go by the mountains and rivers, buried Yueyi in the south and north of the mountain, and used a sword to cut out a wooden tablet and carved her name.

Weeping tears in front of the grave, blood oath like a rock.

"Yueyi, even if I lose the will of the world, I will kill the sinister child of Emperor Yu and use his blood to pay tribute to you. Huangquan Biluo, let us meet again in the next life and be your brother Luo. ”

The next day, there was a notice in the city, Ye Luo colluded with foreigners, killed Yueyi, stabbed to death the former general Han Bang, despised the emperor's grace, and is still on the run.

Ye Luo changed into tattered plain clothes, wrapped them tightly, went to explore the situation of Ye Mansion, and walked on the street in front of Ye Mansion, and passers-by were all amazed and discussed.

Last night, the Imperial Forest Army besieged and killed the Ye family, dripping with blood and staining the bluestone steps red. I heard that Emperor Yu got the evidence that Ye Luo was in Xisai as the commander and colluded with foreign clans, and the general Han Bang was arrested, and unfortunately he was killed.

The city is full of eyes, and he can't stay longer, so he goes out of the city alone.

Homeless, Cisse is difficult to return, the front is the end of the world, and the latter is surrounded by the pursuers, relatives are like lost dogs, alive, just the belief in revenge, fortunately there is a sword, a pot of wine.

The pursuers surrounded and fled for three days until they reached the border of Henan and Wei. Sailing a boat near the river and crossing this Qinwei River is regarded as stepping out of the homeland and entering the territory of Weiguo.

In the early winter, it snowed heavily, and he was trapped in the ancient temple, hungry and weak for a long time, so he could only feed on rat food to survive tonight.

The passing scene gradually faded in a daze, and he fell into a deep sleep.

There was a biting wind, the ankles were sore and frosty, Ye Luo shrank up and got up, leaning on the wooden beams and pillars in front of the broken god statue.

The bonfire was blown out by the wind, and the wind was so strong that even the broken door was half-covered, and I had to find a heavier wooden table to top the door bolt.

The match pay in the dilapidated ancient temple was quite abundant, and Ye Luo re-lit the fire, otherwise he would not have survived until dawn, and it was estimated that he had been blown into an ice sculpture by the north wind, chewed by wolves in the wilderness, and pecked by eagles.

In the early morning, the early sun slanted on the snow foam and reflected a piece of crystal light, which also shot into the broken wooden lattice of the window and shone on Ye Luo's face, his mouth was dry, his whole body trembled, and the hot high fever on his forehead immersed his whole body in a hazy state.

I heard the sound of a wooden door slamming in my ears, but I was exhausted, and I fell to the ground slowly as if I was wandering in a dream.

When I woke up, the towel on my forehead was still steaming, and the beaded curtain of the brocade tent in front of me looked like the boudoir of my daughter's house.

Then turn your head to look elsewhere, the bronze mirror dresser, the glazed jade hairpin, the Yingluo treasure pendant, the cloud comb is in the shape of a brocade string, and the scales are one after another.

As soon as he coughed, a woman walked into the house with a jade soup spoon, hurriedly reached out to help Ye Luo, and gently supported his back with one hand.

Ye Luo was a little uncomfortable, and his face couldn't help but be embarrassed. The woman handed the decoction to Ye Luo and told him to take it quickly.

The woman was also hospitable, not unfamiliar, and her voice was crisp and full, close to him.

He said, "Seeing that you were covered with scars and fainting in the ancient temple, I simply rescued you back." Fortunately, it was a shortcut to rush home, otherwise who would pass by the dilapidated place of the barren mountain, and when he saw a line of footprints on the snow and blood stains, he broke into the door and took you to the house. ”

Ye Luo wanted to stay to thank him, but his body was soft and painful, and he couldn't move.

Seeing this, the woman supported him, "Your injuries are not healed, and it is inconvenient to walk, wait for a few days when your body and bones are better, and take you to the house for a tour." ”

The decoction had been drunk, and the woman took the bowl and placed it on the wooden table beside her.

The lotus step moved lightly, and the pale pink skirt swayed gently, looking very elegant.

The eyebrows are slender, the mountains are bright, the lips are not coated with cream, but the hands are a little rough, and at first glance you know that she is a martial arts woman.

Ye Luo coughed lightly, soothed his breath and said, "Thank you girl for saving your life, and I will definitely repay you in the future." ”

The woman Yingying laughed: "It's just a trivial matter, seeing that you are seriously injured, I will definitely help." ”

Ye Luo smiled and asked, "Haha...... After talking for a long time, I still don't know what to call the girl?"

"Chu Rong'er, what about you?"

"Yelo. ”

The woman smiled slightly, and her laughter was still a little restrained.

"Hey...... Fallen leaves, what a name to remember!"

Ye Luo frowned and hurriedly explained: "A leaf knows the autumn leaf, and Heluo is a lonely Luo." ”

"Teasing you!"

Chu Rong'er laughed and tugged at the quilt to cover him more tightly.

I heard her say: "When I rescued you, I saw that your clothes were in tatters, and the dirt on your face was like the bark of dead wood, and I thought you were an uncle." Hehe, after throwing it on the couch and scrubbing it, it turned out to be a handsome young man, when you are ready, you can help my father carry the sack! With your physique, you can save a lot of scraps of silver by saving two or three laborers. ”

Ye Luo was teasing the charcoal fire when he looked at her, grabbed a citrus peel, white silk and golden flesh, and handed it to him.

"Eat an orange, then have a good rest, I'll go out for a while. ”

Listening to the creaking of the pavilion door, he said unconsciously: "Chu Rong'er, Chu Chu Hall wind, Hibiscus swaying gently, the image is quite beautiful." ”

Chu Rong'er turned around the corridor and arrived at her father's study.

It just so happened that Daddy Chu Yanbai came to the case to put pen to paper, in the season of Ladong, the weather was cold and frozen, and the room was warm with a pot of tea.

Rong'er walked to the inkstone and picked up the ink stick and gently grinded the ink.

Chu Yanbai suddenly smiled faintly, and tapped the tip of the ink pen on the tip of the girl's nose, the ink was dark and cute.

"Rong'er, what's the trouble again, being so well-behaved is not your style. ”

Rong'er wiped the tip of her nose, gently hugged her father's arm, and pressed it to her chest, "Daddy, in the cold and deep winter, my daughter cares about you, seeing what you said in your letter, there is an urgent matter at home, so I hurried from my uncle's house." ”

Chu Yanbai pretended to be serious, but still laughed, "Don't you want to go back to the Chu family for the New Year, in a few days it will be the Chinese New Year's Eve to worship the ancestors, you can't stay at your uncle's house all the time, what kind of system is that?" ”

Rong'er had to pout and listen to her father's count.

Chu Yanbai continued: "Also, you order Uncle Fox to visit in a few days, Xiaoyuan will also come, you prepare in advance, you can't lose the courtesy, by the way, combine the eight characters of your two children, choose a good day and an auspicious day, and my Chu family will get married." ”

Rong'er looked depressed, hiding at her uncle's house and not returning because she was afraid that her father would urge her to get married, and she would be upset.

"Daddy, my daughter doesn't like Brother Xiaoyuan, he's like a big brother, I don't have any affection. Rong'er's marriage should be left to Rong'er's own choice!"

Chu Yanbai dropped the inkstone pen in his hand and said indignantly: "The marriage of the ancient daughter's family is the order of the parents, the matchmaker's words, I have made friends with you Uncle Linghu, and I have decided this family affair since I was a child, how can I go back on my word, besides, Xiaoyuan is a young talent, where is not worthy of our Chu family." ”