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The man in black was stunned for a long time.
He looked around.
Finally, he scratched his head and said, "Well... do you know?
Is there a place to hide? "
Qin Song shook his head and said, "You are injured. They have hounds with them. Even if you bandage your wound tightly, you can't hide it from their noses. It's useless to hide anywhere." Not to mention the hounds,
Even his nose couldn't hide it.
He pondered for a moment and said, "There is a lotus pond a hundred feet north from here. If you can swim over, you can temporarily get rid of the hounds. Go up from the north bank of the lotus pond. That is the Hundred Beast Garden. You can injure a few fast ones.
Let them run around with the smell of blood.
It can cause some chaos. Don't go far. Hide under the eaves above the moon cave door.
When you have a chance, sneak into the place they searched.
That place should be safe for the time being... You can think of a way yourself! "
"I think..." the man in black swallowed his saliva and said, "It's safer for me to bring you with me."
In the blink of an eye, he came up with a seemingly reliable idea.
It would be more reliable to bring him with him.
He climbed onto the bed, took out a dagger, and slashed at the iron chain on his hand.
Qin Song frowned.
He didn't like people who acted on their own initiative.
He said lightly, "You can't leave with me. I can't cross that lake." Even if he could leave, he wouldn't.
He was different from this assassin.
He was a monk with a temple.
The man in black worked hard.
He said, "Then think of another way."
Qin Song shut his mouth and stopped talking. For some people, it was useless to say something once, even if it was useless to say it a hundred times.
The dagger was sharpened on the iron chain. The rough incision rubbed back and forth on his wrist. Soon, it brought out a piece of blurred flesh. Qin Song frowned slightly and didn't react much.
A moment later, Qin Song's right hand was freed. The man in black smiled and said, "It's actually made of fine iron. King Qin is really generous … But it's still a piece of cake for my Qing Feng!"
Just as he was about to switch to his left hand, Qin Song's expression suddenly changed. He said, "You should leave. Someone is coming."
"Don't make a fuss." The man in black didn't care and said, "It's not like I didn't make any arrangements. They won't be able to catch up to us in a short time. Besides, I didn't even hear any sound. How could you … oh no, someone really came! Do you have a back door? "
Qin Song was speechless.
There was a knock on the door from outside the courtyard. "Little Peach, open the door!"
Little Peach, who had been knocked unconscious and hidden, naturally couldn't open the door. The person didn't wait long and directly knocked the door open. Hurried footsteps rushed in and stopped outside Qin Song's room. A person said in a clear voice, "Qin Song Gongzi, an assassin has come to the palace. Her Majesty is worried about Young Master's safety and ordered us to come and protect you."
After a pause, there was no response. The voice said again, "Qin Song Gongzi, I'm coming in."
Qin Song didn't pay attention. Those people never spoke to get his answer. No matter what he said, they would still come in.
He was rubbing his stiff shoulder with his head lowered. A sharp dagger was pressed against his throat. "It sounds like Qin Yue cares about you a lot?"
… …
When Qin Yue hurried over, the chains on the bed had already been cut. A cold dagger was pressed against the youth's throat. The youth's shoulders were strangled and he stood barefoot on the ground. He was only wearing undergarments.
Qin Yue's gaze moved from his blood-stained wrist to the youth's face. He said in a low voice, "Qin Song!"
Qin Song stood quietly with almost no expression on his face. Qin Yue felt that the youth's calm gaze contained a bit of impatience and ridicule. He forced someone to stay in the palace to "recuperate", but ended up being held hostage by an assassin. No matter how he looked at it, Qin Yue was incompetent.
"Ha! Ha ha! "The man in black was very proud of his wit." He really came! My luck is really not bad. "
Qin Yue didn't seem to hear him. He still looked at Qin Song with a gloomy gaze. He said in a low and cold voice, "Let him go, and I'll leave you with an intact corpse."
The man in black laughed loudly as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. His eyes were in high spirits. "If I'm going to die, what does it matter if you turn my bones into ashes? How about this, one living person and two dead people. You choose! If you choose a living person, I'll leave and he'll live. If you choose two dead people, I'll kill him first and then I'll die … Although I don't really want to die, it's a pleasant surprise to be able to kill your beloved King Qin and make you sad for once! "
The person he loved …
Qin Yue finally turned to look at the man in black. He then looked at Qin Song, only to see him glance at the man in black rather speechlessly.
The bodyguard commander Chen Ce stepped forward and shouted coldly, "He's the same as you. He's an assassin. Do you think you can save your life by holding him hostage?"
The man in black scolded, "Am I stupid or are you stupid? Is it the assassin who will be locked in the harem? Is it the assassin Qin Yue who will come in person? Besides, I don't care who he is. Anyway, I only have him in my hands … If you don't care, then go ahead. I'll have two companions along the way with him! "
He wasn't good at negotiating, so he didn't waste any more words. He tightened his grip on the dagger and looked at Qin Yue. "Qin Yue, to live or to die, you choose!" His tone was relaxed and carefree, but his expression was very dignified. His whole body was tense like a cheetah ready to pounce.
Qin Yue looked at the two with a gloomy face and didn't say a word.
The man in black suddenly said, "Then he's going to die."
He sighed and leaned close to the young man's ear. "I'm sorry to drag you into this!" The dagger in his hand was pulled back, and a line of blood bloomed on the young man's white skin …
"Stop!" Qin Yue shouted in a low voice. He stared at the man in black's dagger again and stopped at the young man's neck. After a moment of silence, he said coldly, "Let them go!"
The man in black smiled. "That's right! I've always said that my luck has been good. "
"Your Majesty!" Chen Ce said anxiously, "This traitor's martial arts are very strong, and he has tried to assassinate Your Majesty time and time again. If you miss this opportunity, next time … Your Majesty, just for one …"
Qin Yue coldly interrupted, "There are more than ten million people in the world who want to kill me. It doesn't make much of a difference whether he's there or not. Do you think that I'm afraid of an assassin? "
Qin Yue looked at Qin Song, only to see that Qin Song had a leisurely look on his face. It was as though the one who almost had his head separated from his body was someone else, as though they were discussing the life and death of someone else at this moment. As for himself, he was an outsider who had nothing to do with himself, watching the excitement of others. Qin Yue couldn't help but feel anger rising in his heart as he said in a low voice, "Qin Song!"
Qin Song looked at him.
Qin Yue said coldly, "If I don't see you in an hour, no one will be left in the hostage residence."
"Your Majesty really thinks highly of me." Qin Song finally spoke for the first time. His tone was indifferent. "Your Majesty, why don't you just say that you want to kill Chu?"
Qin Yue said indifferently, "That's not a problem."
Qin Song was exasperated. Who did he offend? He snorted coldly and said, "Do you want me to tie him up and send him to Your Majesty?"
Qin Yue said coldly, "Qin Song, don't test my patience!"
The man in black looked at the two of them blankly and said, "That, you're really not his …? What are you … "
"Shut up!" Qin Song finally couldn't stand him and said angrily, "What does this have to do with you?"
"Oh!" The man in black looked at the dagger he was holding against Qin Song's neck. What does this have to do with him?
"Are you leaving or not?" Qin Song said impatiently, "If you don't leave, then go up and fight!"
The man in black said sullenly, "I can't beat him …"
Since he couldn't beat him, he could only leave.
Qin Yue looked coldly at the two of them slowly retreating into the darkness and said in a low voice, "Chen Ce, follow them … and bring him back."
Chen Ce responded and left quickly with his men.
When his figure disappeared, Qin Yue said again, "Rho Minoris."
A low voice came from the darkness, "Here."
"You go too. If … you bring him back!" Qin Yue's face was cold and his voice was bone-chilling. "… Regardless of life or death."
Qin Song, I've told you before, don't test my patience.
Qin Song, you better not be playing tricks.
…
The night was like a layer of thick fog that filled the palace. It was as if there were countless fierce beasts crouching in the dark corners, ready to pounce and devour people at any time.
Three-quarters of an hour had passed, but the people who went had not returned.
Qin Yue was dressed in a black robe. His gaze was cold and gloomy. His anger was like the damp and cold night. His right fist slowly clenched.
Finally, he can't wait to fly out? He doesn't even care about his master, his Chu.
A series of heavy footsteps came from the corner. Chen Ce hurried over and reported in a low voice, "Found him!"
Found him? Qin Yue was stunned, and his heart sank. They found him, but he didn't bring him back.
Qin Yue looked at Chen Ce, who seemed to want to shrink his head into his shoulders, and didn't dare to ask. He only said coldly, "… Lead the way."
Then, he saw Qin Song.
Under the hazy moonlight, a young man in white sat quietly under a peach blossom tree. His body was dotted with falling petals, and his black hair was scattered … Such a quiet and beautiful scene, but because of the sword hilt exposed in the young man's chest, it made people feel cold all over.
The young man covered his chest with his hand, and blood flowed from between his fingers.
Qin Yue swayed and stared at the young man. His whole body seemed to collapse into an extremely drawn bow, and he couldn't move for a moment.
"Your Majesty," Chen Ce said in a low voice, "That traitor said that he couldn't come here in vain … Before he left, he stabbed him in the chest."
Qin Yue didn't seem to hear. He slowly walked forward and squatted in front of the young man. He squeezed his shoulder tightly and said in a trembling voice, "Qin Song?"
Qin Song opened his eyes. His gaze was clear, and he said, "Sorry, I want to try."
"Qin Song … Qin Song!"
A cold light flashed, and the surprised voice suddenly turned into an incredulous rage. Qin Yue covered his chest and took a few steps back. There was a shiny dagger in his chest that was half pierced.
"Your Majesty!" Chen Ce was scared out of his wits and rushed forward. However, he saw the young man's foot stomp on the tree trunk, and his body spun rapidly in the air. He gathered his strength and viciously kicked the handle of the dagger that Qin Yue was about to pull out.
"Puff!" The dagger disappeared along with the handle.
"Your Majesty!" Chen Ce's eyes were about to pop out of their sockets. He roared, "Take him down!"
Qin Song flipped over and landed on the ground. Before he could take a step, he felt his hand tighten. Someone had already grabbed his wrist. The rough and strong hand was like an iron hoop, and it almost broke his bones.
Qin Song turned around and was met with Qin Yue's gloomy eyes. They were cold and ruthless, as if a violent storm was brewing …
Without thinking, Qin Song pulled out the dagger that only had half of its blade left from his chest and slashed it towards Qin Yue's throat.
Qin Yue didn't dodge. His gloomy eyes stared fixedly at him. The hand that was holding his wrist viciously pulled!
Qin Song staggered. Before he could steady himself, his entire body shook. His entire body was sent flying two steps by the huge force and crashed heavily into the tree trunk. Only now did the pain come from his right shoulder.
Qin Song opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. He reached out to grab the black iron arrow that was as thick as a thumb on his shoulder. He wanted to shoot himself off the tree, but with the little strength he had left, it was like an ant trying to shake a tree. He tried several times but to no avail.
What a terrifying arrow. Qin Song gave up trying. In reality, if it wasn't for Qin Yue's pull just now, he would already be a corpse. However, his current situation wasn't much better.
"Qin Song."
A wide black robe appeared in his line of sight. Qin Song didn't have time to think. His head was lifted up by someone holding his chin.
"I didn't die." Qin Yue looked coldly at him. "Are you very disappointed?"
Qin Song coughed out a mouthful of blood and smiled. His voice was weak and his gaze was a bit unfocused. "Yes!"
As the saying goes, man proposes, and God disposes. He had calculated everything, even his escape route. The only thing he didn't expect was that the moment he attacked, he would suddenly feel a pain in his head. It was as if someone had viciously hit him with a sledgehammer. That was why he had missed by a bit. Otherwise, even if Qin Yue was wearing an inner armor, he would have already died.
"Good, good …" Qin Yue spat out a mouthful of blood. He smiled coldly and nodded. "Very good … Qin Song …"
The youth in thin undergarments was already half covered in blood. His right hand hung limply. His left hand gripped the pitch-black shaft of the arrow. His slender white fingers were already covered in blood. The blood flowed down his wrist.
Qin Yue gasped for breath. A trace of blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth. He reached out and grabbed the iron arrow on the youth's shoulder. Then, he forcefully pressed it down.
"Ah!" Qin Song groaned in pain. He arched his back in pain.
Qin Yue was satisfied to see that the hateful smile on the youth's face had finally disappeared. He watched as the youth bit his lip so hard that cold sweat dripped down the tip of his nose …
In his mind, the image of the youth lazily leaning against the couch and drinking wine with his head raised. Then, the image of the youth hovering in the air and ruthlessly kicking the dagger in his chest appeared alternately. Qin Song, good, Qin Song, good job!
He forcefully pulled the arrow out.
Blood splattered. Qin Song groaned. His fingers gripped the trunk of the tree hard. He forced himself to lean against the trunk and not fall down. He took deep breaths. It really fucking hurts!
The black and blood-stained iron arrow was thrown in front of him. Qin Yue turned around and walked away. His cold voice carried a chill. "Don't let him die."
Side story
Fang Tuo.
Ha, haha … You finally killed him …
Fang Tuo, you finally killed him …
He let out an ambiguous laugh. The burning hot knife in his throat was too strong. It caused him to choke and cough. He coughed until tears came down.
How could the feeling of loving someone be so painful? How could it be so painful …
"I just want you to live. I just want you to live …" Fang Tuo's voice was low and vague. It sounded like he was sobbing. "Even if you don't love me, even if you can't see me, even if you hate me … As long as you're alive, as long as I'm alive in this world, as long as you exist, I'll be satisfied … Why is it so hard … Linno, Linno …"
Violent coughs sounded. Blood mixed with the strong alcohol came out of his mouth. There were also tears at the corner of his eyes.
The child called Dog could hug his leg and beg, "Don't die, I'm scared …"
The woman called Hu 'er's mother could hug her lover and say, "Even if it's for me, I beg you, don't die …"
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