Cover The Sky With One Hand, Beat The Ground With The Other

The clouds in the sky gradually drifted away, and the setting sun slanted westward, and the sky light was even worse.

After Song Langsheng said that heart-wrenching remark, I thought I would squirt out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground dyingly and said, "Where is the future... I want revenge, I'm afraid I can't..." Then he hesitated to hug me as if he realized something, "Atang! You can't die without my permission!" And I, with blood on the corners of my mouth, is weak. smile "... you, you said you never call me Ah Tong yet Ahem Ahem Ahem cough, born Lang Song, I hope my next life you do not ..." At this time, the sound of screeching halt just right, my The delicate jade hand dropped, and finally died of anger.

I guess that Song Langsheng will always know the truth after I die, knowing what kind of pain and grievance I ended up with, so he will probably leave a space for me in his heart for the rest of his life.

Thinking of this, I took a sigh of relief and tried to spit out a mouthful of blood.

However, the sky failed to comply with my wishes, my old blood has not yet vomited, He Pingzhao behind me snatched my lines first, and said with great power: "Bold thief, even arrogantly talking about the future! You openly murdered the princess, that's it. It's hard to escape with wings!"

If Song Langsheng hadn’t heard of it, he still looked at me decisively, with a cold look in my heart. I couldn’t help avoiding his eyes, thinking about the two gates before and after the princess’s mansion surrounded by the military captain’s mansion in my heart. , Song Langsheng’s own strength is indeed difficult to escape, but he said that, he must be sure to be able to escape, but in this situation, unless there is any way to hold me...

It was such a dazed moment, a cool chill hit my neck, and my body was hugged by the sudden arm. I didn’t wait for He Pingzhao’s blade to stop him, and a cold blade touched my neck, that blade. Han Qiao seemed to be able to cut my skin at any time, but He Pingzhao said angrily: "Song Langsheng! Let go of the princess soon! Do you think you can escape!"

I was shocked by my own words: "..."

But Song Langsheng said coldly: "Why is there any fear with the princess on Huangquan Road?"

My heart hurts, and now Song Langsheng is going to pull me back when he is dead, how can he still be half sincere in the past?

My body is leaning against his arms, my hands are firmly locked in his arms, subconsciously wanting to struggle, but I feel a pounding jump in my back inexplicably, I am stunned, this is... his heartbeat.

Is it because of fear, tension or fear? Are you worried about accidentally slashing me to death, or worrying about not being able to escape from the hordes of troops?

Song Langsheng said again: "Song only needs the princess to accompany me on the road. When he leaves the general's encirclement, the princess will naturally be released. If General He wants to delay the time, Song will never be merciful, and General He also Don't want the princess to be hurt in any way?"

I can't hear what He Pingzhao is yelling at anymore. I want to turn my head to look at Song Langsheng, but I move my head slightly, and the cold blade on my neck is closer to my skin and flesh, and I am stunned. The soldiers held up their bows and arrows, and the arrows were ready to go. He looked at He Pingzhao, who was tickling with hatred and didn't dare to step forward, and couldn't help sighing again and again.

The brother of the prince ordered He Pingzhao to round up Song Langsheng, and under his eyelids, Song Langsheng kidnapped Princess Xiangyi. The crime of the protector’s ineffectiveness would have been unavoidable. If he still killed Song Langsheng alone and ignored him My life is even more inevitable.

If He Pingzhao let Song Langsheng go, even if he blamed him for his unfavorable work, the prince would probably think that this was my decision to save Song Langsheng's life. He Pingzhao could not be blamed entirely on it.

Persuade the two to take the lighter.

Sure enough, even if He Pingzhao was unwilling, he still had to put down his long sword and ordered all the sergeants to abandon their bows to the ground.

At this time, Cai Mi, lying in the rain, let out a low moan. The voice turned so sad and painful, most of it wanted to express "I blocked you, you can't just run by yourself and leave me alone." That kind of meaning. Song Langsheng held the hostages in his hand and was helpless. He didn't turn his head, but he called the name of Uncle Liu and said, "Come and help me pick up the girl and retreat outside the palace with me."

Uncle Liu, who had been scared beyond the clouds, looked at Song Langsheng, "I, I..."

Song Langsheng said solemnly: "If the princess's life is in danger, just do as I say."

Uncle Liu stepped forward at a loss, and when he reached Cai Mi, he looked at me again, trying to ask for my opinion. I couldn't nod, and could only say, "Just help, she's not heavy..."

Liu Bo: "..."

In fact, it is extremely difficult to retreat by holding a hostage.

First of all, it is not known when the hidden weapons in all directions came. If you are a little careless, there are many examples of hostages who died before the criminals.

But Song Langsheng is different.

Regardless of his martial arts, even the moment he was poked into a blood hole, he would be able to drag me to bury me before he died. He Pingzhao could not afford this risk; and more importantly, he was not afraid of death.

The brave have no fear, and there is no gap if there is no fear of the dead.

Song Langsheng held my neck in this way, using my life to retreat from the princess mansion step by step with his nectar collection.

During this period, how the soldiers will spread out, and what distance He Pingzhao has to keep? Everything is at his mercy.

However, Song Langsheng's move still has one of the most fatal loopholes-I am not afraid of death.

At this moment, I just need to push my neck forward, and all the dust will settle.

The blows that have followed for so long have already made me lose my desire to survive, especially at this moment, especially at this moment.

Just a few feet away, I just feel that my steps are as heavy as a thousand catties, and I have struggled every time I take a step.

But I did nothing after all.

Suddenly, I was a little curious. If I did nothing and do nothing, what would happen afterwards.

In other words, everything that happened afterwards was originally an amphibole matter.

I can remember that when we retreated to the door of the mansion, there were a few agile figures falling beside us neatly from the beams of the house, saying in unison: "Young Master."

Behind him, Song Langsheng whispered, "Bring the girl who picks honey."

Immediately, the rushing horseshoe from the right side of the road galloped with the sound of rolling wheels. I didn't wait for me to react, but when I felt lighter, Song Langsheng was taken into the carriage.

I was shocked out of a cold sweat. I looked up again, and saw a young man rushing into the car with picking honey. After laying down and picking honey, the man nodded with Song Langsheng beside me. Then he lifted the driving curtain and sat on the other shaft, helping those who drove the horse to raise the whip.

Everything happened too suddenly, until Song Langsheng slowly released the gripping hand, I felt the pain of being strangled and regained some ability to think.

There is something wrong with this carriage.

No, it's not so much wrong, it's better to say that the carriage is too familiar, the seat layout, and the velvet material are basically the same as the usual car driving in the Princess Mansion.

This is obviously... is my carriage?

The carriage galloped and shook me up and down. I reluctantly pressed against the wall of the carriage and opened the side curtains to look back. At this moment, there is no horse chasing after him. It was mostly He Pingzhao’s army unexpectedly seeking an ambush. The cavalry was not alarmed. In addition, when the night fell, the pedestrians on the road naturally retreated when they saw that the princess mansion was driving, so the escape went very smoothly.

I paid attention to the people on the horses that were riding closely. They all wore the guard uniforms of the Princess Mansion. I had never seen those people. Obviously they would not be the real guards in the mansion. They came down from the sky and rescued Song Langsheng. , And call his young master, are they all the rebels of the previous dynasty?

When I was thinking like this, Song Langsheng suddenly said, "Xiuzhu, come in."

The young and delicate man who had just entered in with the honey picked up the curtain again. This time I can see clearly that he is also wearing the princess mansion's guard uniform, "Young Master?"

Song Langsheng looked at the car left and right, his expression seemed to be unexpected to him when he was in this car. He asked straightforwardly: "Who sent you to rescue me?"

The man named Xiuzhu replied, "It's Master Feng."

Young Master Feng?

Fengli?

Song Langsheng frowned slightly, and Xiuzhu continued to explain: "Young Master Feng said that the young master will return to the mansion recently. This is pretty..." He paused for a while and glanced at me displeasedly, "...The princess will set an ambush. Killing the young master, Maolin and I became the guards of the princess mansion beforehand, waiting for the opportunity to help the young master escape the siege."

There was a cold wind in my heart.

There were too many unforeseen factors in the series of things that happened today. Song Langsheng could not expect that the palace would explode, I could not expect Song Langsheng to appear, and He Pingzhao could not expect to pick honey and hide from the knife. , The prince did not expect Song Langsheng to hold me to flee. This situation changed rapidly, and Feng Li could do so many arrangements and arrangements without any means. This contrived plan... simply to the point of outrageous.

It's just that why he wants to save Song Langsheng makes me puzzled.

Song Langsheng did not respond immediately. He seemed to be thinking about something. Seeing him like this, Xiu Zhu thought he was worried, and said: "This is the mansion's car. Now the princess is also sitting in the car. We only The princess needs to be intimidated and signaled, so she will be able to get out of the city smoothly."

I heard these words rather uncomfortable, and I couldn't help but sneered: "Coerce this princess? How to coerce? Anyway, this princess will die with you anyway, so it's better to shout for help at the gate of the city, maybe there is still a chance of life. ."

"You—" Xiu Zhu jumped when he heard the words, and immediately put his hand on the scabbard around his waist, "You are as hard-hearted as our young master and you, you are ruthless, our young master..."

"Xiuzhu." Song Langsheng faintly intercepted his words, "go out."

Xiuzhu glared at me unwillingly, gritted his teeth, and after listening to Song Langsheng's words, he turned his head and crawled out of the curtain.

For a time, there were only three of us in the carriage.

In fact, when I was just speaking, I never dared to look directly at Song Langsheng. Although I didn’t know what I was afraid of, he was sitting side by side with me at this moment. I rubbed the back of my hand back and forth, not looking at him, it seemed even more torment.

It was only a stalemate for a moment, but I still couldn't bear it. When I turned my head and looked at him, I realized that he was also looking at me. There were thousands of emotions intertwined in that elegant face, and the dark eyes seemed to be I couldn't help holding my breath. Just about to open my mouth, he let go of me, moved slightly, and went to see the condition of picking honey.

I followed his movements and saw that the location of the injury to picking honey was on the back shoulder. The cut was deep, and the flesh was lifted to reveal the bones. The blood was dripping, but even though the wound looked terrifying, People have also lost consciousness, but they are not in a deadly position. For a while, I'm afraid they won't die.

Song Langsheng took out a palm-sized jade bottle from his sleeve. I recognized the jade bottle at a glance. It was a good healing treasure from the palace. It was one of the many things I once gave him. One, he concentrated on sprinkling all the powder on the wounds where he collected honey, and stopped the bleeding within a short period of time.

Seeing that at the moment when life and death are in doubt, he is full of satisfaction and missed this "little sister". My heart seems to be pierced by a sour needle, and the sad one is about to die. This kind of sadness is more than knowing that he wants to be harmed. I am even worse.

However, at this moment, Song Langsheng suddenly spoke, "You have restored all your memories..."

I was stunned. At first I could not realize that he was talking to me. He sat back next to me, lowered his head, playing with the jade bottle in his hand, and said, "For two years, I still have a question in my heart. ask you…"

He paused word by word: "Since you have always had another person in your heart, why did you want me to be a concierge back then?"

I couldn't understand the meaning of his words, and cast a puzzled look at him. I saw him with long eyelashes, watching his nose, nose and heart, and said flatly: "On the mountain top that night two years ago, I heard your confession to Nie Shizi." He hooked his mouth, but there was no smile in his eyes. "You said that you have long been attached to him. Abandon the identity of the princess, and be with him..."

I was completely stunned.

Only then did I remember that night I mistaken Xu Fang for him and came to tell my heart. So he really listened to it and believed it to be true?

This is really the most absurd thing in the world!

Song Langsheng's hand rubbed the jade bottle without a moment, "In the year you disappeared, I never left the house. I originally wanted to ask you this question. When you didn't want to see you again, you had already lost your memory, even me. No one can recognize it..."

There was chaos in my mind. I could hear every word Song Langsheng said clearly, but it took me a lot of effort to comprehend such a sentence. He saw me staring wide and didn't answer for a long time. Then he said: "Never mind, the matter is over, I was the one who made the extra effort."

I can’t tell if his remarks were another sham, or his easing scheme to induce me to take them out of the city gate. It was at this moment that Xiuzhu’s voice came from outside the carriage, "Shao Lord, cross another road and you will reach the gate of the city."

Song Langsheng hummed, his expression didn't seem to have changed much, he didn't use force to control me anymore, but leaned back in his chair leisurely, as if he didn't regard himself as a fugitive at all, and I couldn't help it. , Just asked: "Aren't you afraid that I will just jump out of the carriage to report you?"

He was calm, "Please."

The carriage speed gradually slowed down, and when the city gate was closed after passing Mao, the city guard would naturally come forward and interrogate it when he saw a car parked in front of the gate. I couldn't help but straighten up. Maybe the city gate had already received news that Song Langsheng would be blocked, so He Pingzhao would let him go so easily?

I have a big alarm bell in my mind. When the city guard saw that it was the princess’s mansion, the car driver was more respectful, but the man who listened to Xiuzhu said bluntly, "The princess Xiangyi and Mr. Ma have important things to go out of the city. "Quickly let go" bluffing, the guards didn't even ask more, they opened the gate in accordance with their words.

It wasn't until the car drove smoothly out of the city for a certain distance that I suddenly recovered and turned to Song Langsheng in surprise, "Even the guards of the city have yours, Song Langsheng, how can your hand be stretched out? How far?"

Song Langsheng did not answer my question. He just stretched out his hand to take off the dagger tied around his waist, reached out to me, and said, "Princess, now that I'm out of the city, don't pass it, this dagger..."

I had no intention of caring about daggers or daggers, and interrupted him directly, "Just now you asked my question, don't you want to know the answer at this moment?"

Song Langsheng heard what I said, his wrist condensed in mid-air, and said slowly: "No need."

what is this?

what is this!

Does he want to leave like this?

Do not explain anything, do not listen to any explanation?

I took a deep breath, "You said you have never done anything to apologize to me, but what do I see now? If you have no rebellious intentions, how can you join these rebellious parties and the wind. ?"

He said: "You never believed me from beginning to end, so what can I say?"

Even though I had already prepared in my heart, I couldn’t help feeling uncomfortable when I heard this. At this moment, the carriage was driving somewhere, and I was trying to refute it. Suddenly, I felt the entire carriage oscillates violently. The horse in front wailed sternly.

I was shocked. I was trying to figure out where I came from. Before I sat firmly, I was pushed down by one of my hands. But when I heard the sound of "suds", it was like the sound of arrows being inserted into the car plate. Looking up, several arrows passed through the window at the same time and nailed to the wall of the car where we were just now!

Song Langsheng took the posture above me and turned back and said: "Maolin! Bamboo repair!"

The curtain in front of the carriage was suddenly lifted, and Xiuzhu expressed anxiously: "Young Master, there are chasing soldiers in the rear chasing us, and he doesn’t care that there is a princess in the carriage and uses arrows directly. One of the horses in the carriage was hit on the back. Maolin will soon be unable to control the arrow."

The sound of using swords to block arrows came from outside the carriage. It seemed that those fellow riders could not resist for long. Song Langsheng glanced out of the car window, then glanced at picking honey, and the fellow practitioners said: " When the carriage reaches the second corner, I will take the princess to jump, and you will jump with the honey-picking girl. The high **** in front is dense with trees, and the sky is dark, and it is difficult for the chaser to detect..."

Song Langsheng said to the man who drove the horse again: "Maolin, after my fellow practitioner Zhu jumped out of the car, you drive a section of the road towards the cliff to lead away the chasers, and cut the horse ropes when the chasers catch up. Abandon the car!"

Maolin said concisely: "Yes, young master."

Xiuzhu nodded, and immediately said to the people outside the carriage: "The young master is dead, everyone will continue to walk with the carriage!"

"Yes."

A violent gust of wind poured into the carriage, Xiuzhu turned his head again, picked up the picking honey, Song Langsheng stuck the dagger around his waist, took advantage of the trend, and said in a dull voice: "Don't be afraid."

do not be afraid?

I looked at him in panic. I was in the cold-spoken farewell a moment ago, and was almost pushed away thousands of miles away by him. Why did I stand up to protect me at the moment of life and death? Isn't he more supposed to protect his honey-gathering than me?

However, there was no time to think about anything. The two horses ran wildly faster and faster, and the carriage seemed to have gone up a slope. When it turned to that corner, Song Langsheng immediately grabbed me and jumped outward—

The sky was spinning like being thrown out, and the fear of weightlessness was especially obvious in the dark night. I closed my eyes tightly, but felt that the arms that held me tightened, and the heavy feeling of landing hit the surface.

This is a long and steep slope. I originally thought that when I jumped from the top of the slope, I would have to roll out of my body with bruises. However, when I felt myself landing, although my body was numb and slid down, there was no pain as expected. My heart The next tremor, when I opened my eyes, I realized that Song Langsheng held me tightly in one hand, and rubbed on the grass **** with the dagger in the other hand, always moving with his back on the ground.

Grass bushes and sandstones grind on his clothes, skin and flesh. It is a human flesh and blood. If the skin is worn out, it will hurt his muscles and bones. What's more, his shoulders and backs have just been burned by the flames, and his body has been burned. It's the end of the crossbow, how can I withstand this kind of pain.

"Hurry up..." Before I finished speaking, the hand that surrounded me put my head in his arms until everything stopped before he slowly let go.

On the road on the top of the mountain in the distance, a group of soldiers riding horses and whips whizzed past, chasing the already empty carriage.

My mind was blank, and I realized that the person under me hadn’t moved, and a wave of fear filled my body with my chest. I didn’t have time to think about it. I took his neck and felt that his skin was horrible. It seems that he is no longer alive.

The cold wind blew my hair away and danced in the air. Just when I trembled and wanted to call him, he opened his eyes and slowly said, "I'm still alive."

I stared at him blankly.

Under the moonlight, Song Langsheng's face was extremely pale, and my face in fear was reflected in his eyes.

He raised his hand very slowly and very slowly, drew the hair scattered on my forehead to his ear, softly like a weeping willow, his palm pressed against the base of my ear, cold and terrible, but his expression was soft and unbelievable. "It's my fault."

I can’t understand, nor can I understand, what he said is wrong, what is wrong.

"Little Lord."

It was at this time that Xiu Zhu found us. He limped from the bushes not far away, holding the picking honey in his hands with difficulty. Song Langsheng slowly got up and asked, "Is there any injury? "

Xiuzhu shook his head, and when he approached, he saw Song Langsheng's battered back injury. He was shocked, "Young Master, you..."

"Maybe something." Song Langsheng put his gaze on Cai Mi, the knife wound on her shoulder began to bleed again, and the blood-soaked clothes were too torn. You don't need to think about it and know that Xiuzhu is not like Song. Lang Sheng guarded me like I did to pick honey, but then again, if Xiuzhu also used that desperate way to protect picking honey, how could he have extra energy to protect Song Langsheng.

Xiuzhu looked at me up and down, and saw that I was unscathed, his eyes rekindled hostility, "It's because of you again, those soldiers were also sent by you to hunt down the young master!"

"It's not her." Song Langsheng grabbed my head and answered his words, "However, the princess can't do it with us like this... it's better..."

Song Langsheng's voice stopped abruptly. He suddenly lowered his head and pressed his waist. He checked the sleeves and plackets of his body again, gradually showing a nervous look on his face.

I don’t know Xiuzhu, so, "What's the matter?"

Song Langsheng's eyes darkened, "The sheath of the dagger is missing."

The dagger sheath is missing? I am inexplicably, "If you don't see, you won't see..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Langsheng suddenly turned around, bent down to search, and Xiu Zhu couldn't help saying: "Young Master, you must leave here now. The chasing soldiers must turn back when they detect that something is wrong. When the time comes—"

"I have my own measures. You stay here to protect the princess and the honey-picking girl, and I will return when I go."

After Song Langsheng put down this sentence, he climbed back along the trail of the trail that had just rolled off. It was clear that he had to retrieve the scabbard of the dagger. With Song Langsheng’s character, he decided something. No one can stop it.

I have mixed feelings in my heart, "What kind of dagger is that? It is very important for your young master?"

Xiuzhu glared at me and said with great impatientness: "I don't know." He thought about it, gritted his teeth again, put the nectar on the ground, and said to me: "You, stay here, I will accompany you. Young Master look for it together."

So he ran in the direction of Song Langsheng.

The night was dark and the trees rustling in the cool breeze, I looked at Song Langsheng's back from a distance, and the deep anxiety in my heart became more and more intense.

I always boast of being smart. I can judge the situation and make predictions under any harsh environment. Even in the face of the wind, I can quickly respond to it. But along the way, this series of unreasonable situations has already caused I was completely confused and lost my way.

What does Song Lang want to do when he is born?

If he hates me, why should he save me? If he doesn't hate me, why should he say those unfeeling words to me again?

And the sentence "I was wrong" just now...

A biting cold wind swept through, and I couldn't help but shudder, and looked up, Song Langsheng had climbed to Banpo at this time, and was still looking for his dagger and scabbard carefully. He had never been like this. People who don't know how to measure, Xiu Zhu is right. This chaser shot through the carriage regardless of my life or death. It must not be the prince's person. If he delays any longer, the chaser turns his head back, it would be really bad.

Thinking of this layer, I didn’t care about the life and death of Caimi. In fact, I never paid attention to it. Seeing Song Langsheng and the others were about to leave my sight, I quickly picked up the skirt and chased up without taking a few steps. Lu, seeing Song Langsheng suddenly straightened his waist and turned his head, he happened to meet my gaze.

When Song Langsheng saw that I followed him, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, but it was only a moment, his eyes became calm, and the corners of his mouth raised a slight arc, "found it."

I looked at the dagger in his hand, thinking that he must be crazy, is it possible that there is a treasure map hidden in this broken dagger that would make him so fancy? That's why he just wanted to give me the dagger just now. Could it be a lucrative spouse fee? Thinking about it this way, I think it’s me who is crazy. Why would I be fooled by his smile at this time, saying that I should be the enemies of each other?

Song Langsheng approached me step by step, the distance between us was getting closer and closer, not even ten steps.

His gaze never left me, his expression soft and unbelievable, I suddenly realized that the reason why I helped him escape all the way like this was not because he was threatened by him.

Maybe, just don't want to leave his side.

However, the next moment, his pace suddenly stopped—

With a loud bang, caught off guard, the sound of the sharp blade piercing through the flesh pierced into his ears.

I saw a sharp arrow sticking out from Song Langsheng's right chest.