Working Emperor of the Northern and Southern Dynasties

Chen Chang and Shui Ling'er jumped into the river hand in hand. He couldn't move one hand and could only paddle with one arm, while Shui Ling'er grabbed his lapel.

But after a few flutters, I choked on the water. My chest felt like thousands of needles were pricking me. I could hardly breathe. I tried to put my head out of the river again and again, but water poured into my mouth and nose again and again. It was so gurgling.

The ground was filled with cold river water.

Despite this, he did not dare to slack off at all. He just wanted to swim faster and farther while he could still move, so as to be as far away from the bandits chasing behind him as possible.

The river water at the end of March was still a bit cold and biting. He was so cold that he quickly lost all feeling.

In his daze, he only felt Shui Ling'er's hand still holding his shirt. He didn't even have the chance to see her condition. The two of them were rising and falling in the cold water like rootless duckweeds.

Drifting along the current.

Suddenly, a wave with white water foam hit them head-on, instantly engulfing them both...

The sky is vast, high and deep, the night is as black as ink, and a lone moon hangs high in the night sky, walking side by side with the reflection in the river.

Under the moonlight, a large boat with six green gauze lanterns sailed from the upper reaches of the river. The two-masted sails on the boat were as bulging as the full moon. With enough wind and full strength, the bow of the boat cut across the water, and the water splashed and rolled.

The waves rolled up and dispersed towards the two strings of the boat, and the dark blue river spit out endless white flowers.

"Sister, sister, look, the moon is so beautiful!"

A slightly childish voice came from the big ship. Under the dim moonlight, a figure dressed as a young man appeared on the deck, pointing at the moon in the sky and cheering.

The cabin curtain opened, and a handsome young master wearing a goose-yellow robe and a young master's scarf came out. He was tall, with a face like a crown jade, delicate eyebrows, and a pair of delicate eyes that seemed affectionate, solemn, and full of resentment.

He was dignified, and a purple Ruyi jade pendant hung on the jade belt around his waist, swaying slightly with his steps.

The whole person looks like a jade tree facing the wind, standing out from the crowd.

Just listen to him say: "Last night the sky was dark with dark clouds and there was no moonlight. Today the clouds have dispersed and the sky is blue. It's much better."

The voice is charming and clear, and it is actually a female voice.

Seeing her coming out, more than a dozen servants in green clothes and hats on both sides of the bow hurriedly stood up with their hands solemnly raised. An old man who looked like a butler stepped forward and said: "Miss, the young man..."

The woman disguised as a man waved her hands to intercept his words. At this time, a cool and fresh wind blew in her face, which made her look refreshed and asked: "Where are you?"

The steward crossed his hands and said: "Go back to Miss, at this speed, we can reach the shore in just one stick of incense. I would like to ask Miss to tell you, should we go back to the city directly or wait until dawn?"

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The woman said: "Everyone is tired along the way. We will let everyone rest after the ship docks. It won't be too late to go home at dawn."

The housekeeper agreed and went to make arrangements.

Seeing that the servants were not paying attention to her, the woman made a few moves to expand her breasts and looked around from time to time, as if she was a thief.

"Sister, come and see!" the young man urged.

The woman looked at the young man, with unspeakable concern in her eyes, and said angrily: "Who asked you to get out of the cabin by yourself? Be careful, don't fall off the boat."

The young man pursed his lips: "Sister, I am already eleven years old this year, do you still think of me as a child?"

The woman covered her mouth and laughed: "At eleven years old, you are just a child. Did my sister say it wrong?"

The young man was not convinced and retorted: "So, sister is only seventeen years old, only six years older than me, and she is also a child."

The woman was so amused by his logic that she smiled like a flower, her cool and bright eyes filled with a warm glimmer.

The young man became even more angry when she smiled like this, and said angrily: "You are still laughing! Even Aweng said that I have been a man for a long time, and now I can take charge of the family!"

The woman seemed to understand her brother's temper very well, so she coaxed her nicely: "Okay, okay, okay, my Xingchen is a man!"

After his sister said this, the young man named Xingchen relaxed his brows slightly. His appearance was quite similar to his sister's. His features were pretty, and his handsomeness contained a certain amount of dignity, which was very impressive at first sight.

Under the circumstances, my heart is naturally broken.

If you put on a little makeup, you can pretend to be a girl and look real.

Xingchen took a deep breath and said sternly: "Sister, Xingchen is the only son of the first house, and he will be the head of the family in the future, otherwise our first house will be bullied to death by the second and third houses."

The woman looked at him lovingly and sighed slightly: "If you think about it this way, my father's spirit in the sky and my mother will be so relieved. Our little star has really expanded."

Xingchen said: "Sister, they are just taking advantage of Aweng's illness to bully us. I will argue with him when we get back. You don't have to agree to that matter. This is basically a trap they set to lure Sister to

Pushing into the fire pit."

After hearing a hint of sadness, the woman quietly crept up to her brows, reached out and touched her brother's bun, and said faintly: "Xingchen, you are still young, and you still don't understand some things."

Xingchen clenched his fists and said, "Am I wrong what I just said?"

The woman thought of this thing that was stuck in his heart, and couldn't help but sigh: "Now that I am getting older, my long-term injuries have relapsed, and I am seriously ill. I am bedridden all day long. We, the juniors, cannot relieve his pain."

, my heart is as sharp as a knife. Alas, this is the only thing my sister can do."

Xingchen said angrily: "But this sacrifice is too great, this is your whole life..."

The woman interrupted and said: "The matter is now over, don't say any more! Maybe Aweng's illness will really get better." After saying that, she smiled sadly, her expression as calm as if there was no breeze blowing through the willow leaves.

, a hint of helplessness and sadness flashed in his eyes.

"Hmph!" Xingchen clenched his fists, "It was all the bad idea of ​​my third uncle. After I got back, I went to the door to question him. What bad idea did he have? Is he still our biological uncle? Does he still care about our flesh and blood?

Family affection?"

After that, he raised his little feet and kicked up an empty wooden barrel on the deck. The barrel rose up in the air, swayed and fell into the river beside the ship, causing a small splash of water.<

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Xingchen's eyes followed the wooden barrel that fell into the water, and suddenly his face became condensed. He pointed at the river and said loudly: "Ah, sister, look at it quickly!"

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The surroundings were surrounded by clouds and mist, and dark figures appeared one after another not far away. They were only a few steps away, but they couldn't see each other's faces clearly. One of them looked very much like Shui Ling'er, which Chen Chang felt in his heart.

I was anxious and ran forward, but I found that no matter how I moved my legs, I could not move forward even half a point.

Not far away, Shui Ling'er's fluttering figure seemed to be getting further and further away from him.

He wanted to shout loudly to stop her, but his mouth was opened wide, and his voice kept rolling and struggling in his throat, which made him sweat profusely.

Suddenly, he felt his body shaking, and everything in front of him disappeared. Shui Ling'er's figure also disappeared in an instant. The ink-like river water swept in again, and an infinite pulling force was exerted on his ankle, killing him.

Drag it to the bottom of the river.

"Ling'er, Ling'er, don't go, don't leave me..."

"Hey, wake up, wake up..."

I don't know how much time passed, but in his daze, he seemed to feel his body shaking rhythmically, and the fragrance of medicine wafted over. He still felt so cold, so cold that he could even hear the "pop" of his teeth due to trembling.

"Bang" sound of impact.

After a while, Chen Chang gradually woke up and opened his eyes, but felt a splitting headache.

Where am I?

Where is Linger?

Is he already dead?

No one answered him, and a warm and comfortable feeling gradually came over him. Only then did he realize that he was covered with a brocade quilt of exquisite texture, and a faint fragrance of lotus filled his nose.

He tilted his head and looked around in surprise. Under the dim firelight, he found that the space here was not very large, but the furnishings were extremely luxurious. There were seasonal fruits and vegetables on the table. There was a small window directly opposite the bed.

The green window curtains sway in the wind.

It was probably still night outside, and his clothes had already been changed.

However, the clammy feeling seemed to still stay in his bones. He hugged his knees and huddled up, his teeth bumped up and down, and he was shaking violently. His head hurt more and more, and he subconsciously wrapped the brocade quilt tightly, and the warmth was only a little bit warmer.

It's coming, but the speed of warmth still can't withstand the bursts of chill.

Listening to the sound of water outside and the rhythmic swaying beneath him, Chen Chang realized that he was on a boat.

Just as he was about to sit up with difficulty, he felt something furry and wet on his tentacles, which frightened him and quickly retracted his hand.

The next moment, a big scarlet tongue appeared in front of him, and a stream of hot air with a faint fishy smell rushed towards him, almost licking his face. Chen Chang's vision suddenly went dark, he rolled his eyes, and almost hit him directly

Passed out.

"Woof, woof, woof..."

A low growl of a dog brought Chen Chang back from his extreme fear. He only felt his eyes blur, and a huge dog head appeared in front of him.

This is a giant dog, with a head like a lion's head. Two rows of three-inch-long sharp teeth are exposed in the huge mouth. The head is covered with black hair like needles, with roots standing upright. From the neck down, the whole body is covered with gray hair, as tight as

Scales, self-formed patterns...

It has four thick legs, high in front and low in back, with sharp claws like steel hooks looming under the soles of the feet. The whole body is five feet long, from head to toe, and four feet high, which is twice as big as an ordinary wolfdog.

Oh my god! I might as well have seen a ghost!

Chen Chang saw the ferocious look of the big dog, and the sharp teeth seemed to bite his neck off in one bite. He couldn't help but trembled all over and backed away hastily.

"Hu Niu, don't make trouble!"

With a low voice, the cabin door was gently pushed open from the outside, and a young man with a beautiful face walked in.