Chapter 27: Shield Him from the Arrow

Luo Xifeng picked up the broken blade on the ground and chopped it horizontally, cutting off two poisonous arrows amidst the flying sparks.

The third arrow actually came straight towards Chu Yangyang. She was stunned and had no time to dodge, but the arrow suddenly stopped half an inch away from the tip of her nose.

Luo Xifeng was seen holding the arrow tail with his bare hands.

Blood dripped from his palm and slowly flowed down from his wrist.

The only remaining man in black rode forward on horseback.

Luo Xifeng swung his arrow into the belly of the pursuing soldier's horse and sprinkled the powder in his hand directly on the face of the man in black.

The man in black fell to the ground in an instant.

At this moment, Li Rongjing suddenly convulsed violently and vomited black blood.

Luo Xifeng squatted down, ripped open his clothes and was about to bend over to take the drugs, but was pulled back by Chu Yangyang, "You use this to take drugs."

She pulled out her golden filigree hairpin and pointed the hollow tube at the wound.

The principle of modern syringe flashed through her mind, and she squeezed hard around the prince's wound, "Draw out the poisonous blood along the hairpin tube!"

Luo Xifeng's eyes moved slightly, and he immediately understood what she meant. Then he used the silver needle on his fingertips to accurately pierce the acupoint.

Black blood flowed out along the patterns on the golden hairpin.

She finally breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the sound of the imperial army's horses' hooves coming from the mountain road in the distance.

However, it was too early to rejoice.

Chu Yangyang caught a glimpse of the black-clothed corpse on the ground and saw its fingers suddenly twitch.

A cold light flashed at the little finger, and it turned out that there was a poisoned blade hidden in it!

"careful!"

Chu Yangyang instinctively rushed forward and stood behind Luo Xifeng, and severe pain exploded from her right shoulder.

The blade pierced the scapula, and warm blood splashed onto the back of Luo Xifeng's neck.

She heard the dull thud of metal sinking into flesh, like the sound of heavy rain hitting an oil-paper umbrella.

Luo Xifeng turned around and caught her limp body, his usually indifferent pupils cracking into a slit.

Chu Yangyang wanted to remind him that the killer on the ground was not dead yet, but a fishy and sweet taste came out of her mouth.

Her vision began to blur. She saw Li Rongjing pick up the sword and stab it into the killer's chest. She saw Luo Xifeng hugging her, his lips moving in panic, and she couldn't hear what he was saying.

She sighed, the fate of the cannon fodder female supporting role was to die because of the male protagonist.

The gears of fate cannot be changed just because you want to.

In a daze, Chu Yangyang only felt that bitter medicine was being poured into her mouth, and the pain in her back became more and more severe.

"Princess, don't sleep."

But Chu Yangyang felt very tired, her eyelids were heavy, and she really wanted to take a nap.

Luo Xifeng put his lips close to her ear and said in a cold voice, "Chu Yangyang, if you dare to fall asleep, I will kill you with a knife immediately."

Chu Yangyang:! ! !

Perhaps it was the effect of the drug, or Luo Xifeng's words that aroused Chu Yangyang's will to survive, but her mind instantly became clearer.

Her fingers clasped Luo Xifeng's arm tightly, her nails digging into the flesh.

Her vision cleared up a bit, and Luo Xifeng's handsome face was right in front of her. Chu Yangyang gritted her teeth and said, "Luo Xifeng, you bastard who took advantage of the situation."

Seeing that she was much more sober, Luo Xifeng picked her up horizontally.

At this moment, the prince's guards had arrived. Luo Xifeng called the snow horse and jumped onto the horse while holding Chu Yangyang.

Chu Yangyang was in a daze. The scene in front of her eyes kept changing, and different people hurried past her.

She seemed to hear Chu Shiyuan's worried voice, "Xifeng, can Yangyang's poison be cured?"

It seemed to be Miaoyun's sobbing again, "Princess, you can't die!"

Luo Xifeng's gentle and calm voice comforted her, "The princess is blessed by heaven, nothing will happen to her."

The candlelight in Bishuiyunju flickered on the bronze crane lamp. Chu Yangyang opened her eyes and saw Luo Xifeng cutting the fabric on her shoulders with silver scissors.

The blood-stained brocade fell to the ground, revealing the hideous wounds on the snow-white skin.

His hand that was taking the medicine paused, and he moved the screen half a foot closer to the couch.

Luo Xifeng saw her wake up and said softly, "It will be a little cold."

He held a cotton handkerchief dipped in medicinal wine over the wound, and in the warm yellow light, he could see the thin shadows cast by his eyelashes.

Chu Yangyang clutched the quilt tightly, expecting the expected sharp pain, but only felt a feather-like caress.

Luo Xifeng's movements were lighter than the clouds, and his fingertips soaked in ointment drew circles along the edge of the wound.

Chu Yangyang stared at the white jade ring dangling around his waist, remembering that these hands had been chained to a torture rack by the original owner.

"It has datura in it," he said, startling her so much that her back straightened. "It numbs the pain, but it won't make you sleepy."

When the celadon bowl was handed to her lips, a thought suddenly flashed through Chu Yangyang's mind: This guy, could he have poisoned the medicine?

After hesitating for a moment, Luo Xifeng saw that she pursed her lips and didn't open them, so he said coldly, "Don't worry, Princess. I have many opportunities to kill you, but not now."

Come to think of it, if he wanted to kill her, he should have just not saved her at the hunting ground.

Chu Yangyang reached out to take the bowl of medicine, tilted her head back and drank it.

Luo Xifeng took out a white cloth to bandage her. She suddenly pressed his wrist and said, "Thank you for saving me."

She was very grateful and felt good to be alive again.

His hand, tied with a white cloth, went around her back, like a half hug, and he said gently, "My princess blocked the hidden weapon for me and saved my life. I saved you, and that's considered paying for my life."

Chu Yangyang's eyelids drooped. This guy calculated it very clearly.

Don't take any loss at all.

Luo Xifeng stood up and sat beside the table, rolled up his sleeves and pounded the medicine.

Chu Yangyang looked at his back. He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and his posture was upright. The moonlight passed through the window, and the candlelight outlined a pale golden outline on the side of his neck. He looked particularly handsome today.

If he didn't kill her, she could still be in the same room with this handsome man.

"This ointment needs to be changed every three hours."

He suddenly turned around and walked towards her, startling her so much that she knocked over the needle bag beside her pillow.

Silver needles were scattered all over the floor. The two men leaned over to pick them up at the same time, and their foreheads bumped into each other.

Chu Yangyang gasped in pain, but heard a very light laugh.

When he looked up, Luo Xifeng had regained his indifferent expression, as if the laughter just now was the night wind blowing the window screen.

He picked up the last silver needle and suddenly said, "The princess seems to have forgotten something."

Chu Yangyang's face was full of confusion.

"If I lose the bet on spring hunting, the princess will go and pick snake grass for King Jing."

Chu Yangyang suddenly sat up.

"Hmm."

The wound on her back was instantly pulled, causing her to grimace in pain.

However, she couldn't take care of her wounds now. She had just survived with great difficulty, and now she was going to die again.

Why is her life always on the edge of a knife?

Her voice trembled a little, "After you brought me back home, you didn't go back to the hunting ground?"

Luo Xifeng raised his eyebrows to indicate his agreement.

It’s over.

She was about to poke a snake's nest.

Chu Yangyang threw herself onto the quilt in despair, crying out in her heart, "I just want to live, why is it so hard!"

She looked up unwillingly, "With Lord Luo's superb medical skills, I'm sure he'll be able to develop an antidote for the Seven-Step Hidden Snake in advance, right?"

Luo Xifeng looked at her and said calmly, "I'm not good at poisonology."

Her head slammed again and fell into the bed...