However, I didn't have time to think about anything, the two horses were running faster and faster, and the carriage seemed to be going up a slope. When it turned to that corner, Song Langsheng immediately grabbed me and jumped out——

The sky was spinning like being thrown away, and the fear of weightlessness was particularly evident in the dark night. I closed my eyes tightly, but I felt that the arms that were wrapping me tightened, and a heavy sense of landing came.

This is a long and steep slope. I originally thought that if I jumped from the top of the slope, I would roll out with bruises all over my body. However, when I felt myself landing, although my body was numb and continued to slide down, there was no expected pain. With a shudder, when I opened my eyes, I found that Song Langsheng was holding me tightly in one hand, while the other hand held the dagger and rubbed it on the rough slope, always moving with his back on the ground.

The rough sand and gravel grinded on the leather of his clothing and made a slight sound. It was the body of a human being. If the skin was torn, it would hurt the muscles and bones, not to mention that his shoulders and back were just burnt by the flames. It was already at the end of the battle, how could he still bear this kind of pain.

"Let's go..." Before I finished speaking, the hand that wrapped around me pressed my head into his arms, and he didn't let go until everything stopped.

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

My mind went blank. I realized that the person below me was motionless, and a wave of fear filled my whole body. I didn't have time to think about it. I grabbed his neck and felt that his skin was terrifying. As if not alive.

The cold wind scattered my hair and fluttered in the air, and when I was shaking and trying to call him, he opened his eyes and said slowly, "I'm still alive."

I stared blankly at him.

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

He raised his hand very slowly, and pushed the hair that was scattered on my forehead to my ear, softly like a weeping willow brushing past, his palm was behind my ear, it was terribly cold, but God was incredibly soft ,"It's my fault."

I don't understand, I don't understand, what he means is wrong, what is wrong.

"Little Lord."

It was at this moment that Xiu Zhu found us, he limped from the bushes not far away, holding honey in his hands with difficulty, Song Langsheng slowly got up and asked, "Are there any injuries? "

Xiu Zhu shook his head, and when he got closer, he saw Song Langsheng's devastated back injury, and he was shocked, "Young Master, you..."

"It's okay." Song Langsheng put his eyes on Caimi, the stab wound on her shoulder began to bleed again, and the clothes soaked in blood were also torn. You don't need to think about it to know that Xiuzhu is not as good as Song. Lang Sheng protects the honey-picking like me, but then again, if Xiuzhu also protects the honey-picking in such a desperate way, how can he have extra energy to protect Song Langsheng.

Xiu Zhu looked at me up and down, and seeing that I was unscathed, hostility flared up in his eyes again, "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 me and answered him, "However, it's not a solution for the princess to follow us like this... it's better..."

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

Xiuzhu and I didn't understand why, "What's wrong?"

Song Langsheng's eyes dimmed, "The sheath of the dagger is gone."

Missing dagger sheath? I was inexplicable, "I don't see it, I don't see it..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Langsheng suddenly turned around and bent down to look for it. Xiuzhu couldn't help but said, "Young Master, you must leave this place now.

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

After Song Langsheng said these words, he climbed back along the same path that he had just rolled down. The posture was obviously to retrieve the scabbard of the dagger. Based on Song Langsheng's style, he decided Nothing can stop it.

I had mixed feelings in my heart, "What kind of dagger is that? Is it important to your young master?"

Xiu Zhu glared at me and said very impatiently, "I don't know." He thought for a while, then gritted his teeth, put the honey on the ground, and said with me, "You, you stay here, I'll accompany you. Let's look for it together, young master."

So he ran in the direction of Song Langsheng in a flash.

The night was dark, the trees rustled by the cool wind, I looked at Song Langsheng's back from a distance, and the deep uneasiness in my heart became stronger and stronger.

I have always prided myself on being smart. I can judge the situation in any harsh environment and figure out a thing or two. Even in the face of Fengli, I can quickly respond. But along the way, this series of unreasonable situations has made I was completely disoriented and disoriented.

Song Lang gave birth to him, what did he want to do?

If he hates me, why would he still save me? If he doesn't hate me, why would he say such terrifying words to me?

And the phrase "it was my fault"...

The piercing cold wind swept through Chuī, and I couldn't help shivering. Looking up, Song Langsheng had already climbed halfway up the slope, and was still carefully looking for his dagger scabbard. He was never like this. Someone who doesn't know how to measure, Xiu Zhu is right. This chaser put on a carriage regardless of my life or death. It must not be the Prince's person.

Thinking of this level, I don't care about the life and death of picking honey. In fact, I never care. Seeing that Song Langsheng and the others were about to leave my sight, I quickly lifted up the skirt and chased up, without taking a few steps. Lu, seeing Song Langsheng suddenly straighten up, turned his head, just happened to meet my gaze.

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

I looked at the dagger scabbard in his hand, thinking that he must be crazy. Could it be that there is a treasure map hidden in this broken dagger that made him so fancy? So he just wanted to give the dagger to me. Could it be a huge break-up fee? When I think about it like this, I think it's me who is crazy, why would I be confused by his smile at this time, and say that I want to be a mortal enemy?

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

His eyes didn't leave me, it was incredibly soft, and I suddenly realized that the reason why I helped him escape like this was not because of his coercion.

Perhaps, just unwilling to leave his side.

However, at the next moment, his steps suddenly stopped——

With a thud, the sound of a sharp blade piercing the skin pierced into his ears unexpectedly.

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

Chapter 46

My heart suddenly felt as if it was being clenched by an invisible hand, and I was suffocated by the impact of an unprecedented pain.

"Young Master!" Xiu Zhu's hoarse cry cut through the silent night sky.

However, the person who was pierced by the sharp arrow just stopped for a moment, and the next moment, Song Langsheng took out his dagger and turned around to block the arrows that came one after another.

On the top of the slope, there were dozens of cavalrymen holding long bows and pulling arrows in this direction. In a panic, Xiu Zhu flew over and swung his sword to block more attacks for Song Langsheng. There were so many people that it couldn't last long.

There was an empty space in my heart. When I realized what had happened, people rushed to his side to support him. His face was extremely pale, and he couldn't even stand up. My upper and lower teeth were banging uncontrollably. "I, I'm going to talk to them, you, you..."

"Their target is us," he gasped so badly that the blood on his chest was half-drenched, "Princess...you go first."

How could I possibly go first?

I turned around and stood in front of him, grabbing his sleeve tightly, "I'm not going."

Song Langsheng blocked the sharp arrow with his backhand. Seeing that he couldn't get rid of me, he hurriedly said: "I won't die, you hide away first."

"I do not believe."

"A-Tang," he suddenly called my name, with a wave in his lax eyes, "this time, you must believe me."

After he said this, he pushed me down the rough slope with brute force. My center of gravity was unsteady and I couldn't grasp anything. It took me a dozen laps to stop. As soon as he stopped, without thinking about it, he immediately got up and climbed back up.

I don't believe in him, I never believed in him, just today, he said that was the last time he called me by my name, but he broke his promise, he called me like that again, he said he was going to cut off my favor, but he broke his promise , at this moment of life and death, he put all the words he had said behind him.

If he just died...what should I do?

Just imagining it like this, I collapsed and couldn't breathe, and the love and hatred for him were already woven together, almost tearing me to pieces.

When I saw them again, Xiu Zhu was also hit by an arrow in his leg, and the number of random arrows that he could resist was becoming more and more limited, and Song Langsheng was also hit by an arrow in his right arm, which has been replaced by his left hand to block the arrow. He is not left-handed, and his body is at the end of the arrow. How can he flexibly pick up this arrow rain that has never been played?

Die together.

Anyway, I'm already deep in the mud.

When I closed my eyes and embraced him, the thought took over all my thoughts and reason.

The wind blew up the sky, and after a while, the wind passed the leaves and fell.

All sounds fell silent, including the whizzing arrows.

I opened my eyes in disbelief, and when I turned around, I saw that the soldiers with arrows had dismounted from their horses and fell to the ground.

what happened?

In the faint moonlight, I saw swordsmen dressed in the costumes of the guards of the Princess Mansion running towards us.

"Young Master, Young Master!"

"Little Lord……"

"Little Lord!!"

"...Princess," Song Langsheng's body fell softly on top of me, "you...why...are you always disobedient..." His voice became lower and lower, and in the end he couldn't say anything, no more sound.

"Song Langsheng?" I quietly opened my eyes wide, not daring to probe his breath, for fear of not being able to catch a breath, "Song Langsheng!"

"Young Master is not dead yet." Xiu Zhu stepped forward to check his pulse, "Princess, if you hold on to Young Master again, I'm afraid even I can't save him."

At this time, several other people also rushed to our side, and I let go of my hand with tears in my eyes, "You, did you save him?"

"Xiuzhu's family has practiced medicine for three generations. He is the best doctor." The man named Maolin crouched down and carefully supported Song Langsheng. Xiuzhu slowly cut the wooden arrow body on Song Langsheng with a short knife. , took out a square cloth silver needle from his sleeve, and after applying a few places, it really slowed down the speed of blood flow.

Cold sweat broke out on Xiu Zhu's forehead, and said, "First, we have to find a safe place to take out the arrow for the young master, and then it will be too late."

"There is a farmhouse not far from here," Maolin said. "It should be safe for the time being."

The moon is as cool as snow, the moon sleeps alone, the first snow drifts, and the snow covers the cottage.

The hut was not big enough to accommodate too many people. Song Langsheng's other subordinates were all wandering around outside the hut like they were sitting on pins and needles. I was the only one watching the snow.

What Maolin said was true. Xiu Zhu was indeed a good doctor. For two hours, he pulled Song Langsheng back from the gate of hell.

I squatted outside the hut and watched as snowflakes began to fall from the sky, spreading over the faint green roughness.