Chapter 35 Why Die If you die here, you will...
"What are you doing?"
Su Miaoyan was startled by the sudden sound, and the paintbrush in her hand shook, and she almost drew the sparrow on the paper as a crow.
She looked up at the person who came and was slightly stunned.
Wearing platinum riding clothes and ponytail tied high, it is Gao Lerong.
"No, nothing." Su Miaoyan quickly lowered her head, pulled the slightly drooping umbrella ribs back to her shoulders, and slowly stood up from the ground.
Su Miaoyan was not good at speaking and did not know much about the fashionable clothing and jewelry hairpins in the capital.
So I don’t like talking to others.
But Su Miaoyan's father always told her that she had to make more friends with upper-class people in order to start climbing up the mountain.
So she would be present at every banquet and become one of the many ladies following Gao Lerong.
Only on the second day of the Riding and Archery Banquet could she relax a little, because most people were waiting for the results in their respective tents and no one would come to look for her.
She can find a corner and do whatever she wants.
For example, squatting on the ground where no one is around to draw.
Unexpectedly, Gao Lerong caught him red-handed.
Su Miaoyan leaned forward slightly and tried to block it with her paper, but it didn't work. Gao Lerong quickly pulled the drawing paper out.
She wanted to stop him but didn't dare to. She could only half stretch out her hand and watch Gao Lerong unfold her drawing paper.
Gao Lerong glanced across the paper, then looked at Su Miaoyan, a little surprised: "You draw very beautifully."
The sparrow on the treetop is lifelike, and its playful and cute appearance seems as if it will jump out of the drawing paper in the next second.
"Thank you, Miss, for your compliment." Su Miaoyan lowered her head and said in a low voice.
"I'm not praising you," Gao Lerong handed the drawing paper back to Su Miaoyan, "I've seen many young talents with great reputations, but they may not be as good as you in drawing."
Su Miaoyan didn't know how to answer, so she just took the drawing paper and thanked him in a low voice.
Gao Lerong looked at her, sneered, and looked away.
They were at the edge of the camp, just a wall away from the outer forest. The fresh air of nature and the free and melodious singing of birds were as close to their ears.
Su Miaoyan couldn't sit or stand, she could only stand aside with an umbrella and pretend to be an unconscious puppet.
"If I were you, it would be fine..."
A sigh drew Su Miaoyan's attention back, and she looked at the lonely girl in a daze.
Gao Lerong slightly retracted her gaze and met Su Miaoyan's. After a moment of silence, she chuckled, "Just think I'm talking nonsense."
After saying that, he turned and left.
If I had never heard the howling of the wind, I would probably sit in the corner as peacefully as you do.
Su Miaoyan didn't understand what Gao Lerong came for, but she was relieved to see her leave and was about to squat down to continue painting.
At this moment, a scream suddenly exploded not far away, so piercing that it almost scratched the eardrum.
Gao Lerong's face suddenly changed, she turned around and ran towards the source of the sound at a high speed.
Her robe fluttered with her movements. Through the gaps in the bushes, Gao Lerong saw the woman collapsed on the ground, tears streaming down her face. She kept backing away, as if she was afraid of something.
“How dare you! This is the place where the Gao family is guarding. Who dares to cause trouble?”
Gao Lerong gnashed her teeth, leaped up with the wind, and landed heavily in front of the woman: "Stop..."
Before she finished speaking, her eyes narrowed and the rest of the words were stuck in her throat.
I saw a huge black bear standing in front of me, its dark pupils shining with red light, and low roars coming out with its heavy breathing.
Bear...? How could such a ferocious beast appear in the cold winter?
Before she could figure out the cause and effect, the black bear had already crouched down, ready to attack.
Gao Lerong cautiously lowered her center of gravity, stretched out her hand to the woman on the ground, and whispered, "Can you stand up?"
The woman's mind went blank. When she heard Gao Lerong say this, she quickly put her hand in her palm and nodded desperately.
Gao Lerong stared at the bear's reaction, pulled the girl up slightly, moved her feet, and slowly distanced herself from the bear.
She had no weapons in her hands, and the guards were not far away. She just hoped that the black bear could be released safely.
The black bear suddenly let out a loud roar and pounced towards the two of them!
Gao Lerong instantly hugged the woman and dodged backwards, barely avoiding the bear's palm attack, but a bloody wound was torn on her calf by the force.
“Hiss…” Gao Lerong swallowed the second half of her cry of pain, gently pushed the woman, and said with all her might, “Tell all the guards around here to come here and tell me my name. I am the daughter of Gao Xuan, and my name is Gao Lerong!”
Her father was still in the enclosure, and she needed to maintain the Gao family's reputation outside.
The woman didn't dare to lag behind and quickly ran out.
Gao Lerong staggered to her feet, observing her surroundings with her peripheral vision, and suddenly spotted a thick branch that had fallen from a large tree nearby.
She made a quick decision, turned around, grabbed a branch, and swung it hard, making a whistling sound to scare away the black bear.
However, the black bear seemed to be irritated by something. Instead of retreating, it became more excited and swung its palm towards Gao Lerong.
His mountain-like figure blocked out the sky and the sun, and it seemed as if he could pat the girl's head with just one palm.
Tree branches cannot stop a black bear.
Seeing the huge bear paw so close, Gao Lerong's pupils dilated and her body froze in place.
——Dad, can I go to the battlefield with you in the future?
——My dream is to defend our country with my dad!
——I will become the first female general in history!
——Dad, do I have to get married?
"Gao Lerong! Stretch out your hand!"
As the sound of horse hooves rolled in, the girl's desperate shouts pierced through the air, pulling Gao Lerong's flying soul back to □□.
Gao Lerong subconsciously stretched out her hand, and the next moment she was pulled away by a strong force. The force that was intended to split rocks and break trees was lost, and a crack was created in the muddy ground.
She was thrown onto the horse's back, and the sense of survival had not yet settled. She looked at the girl galloping on the horse in shock, swallowed a mouthful of air, and said in shock:
"You can ride a horse?!"
Su Miaoyan was shocked and laughed. Her voice soared in the wind: "My mother is from the northwest grassland. Her name is Long Gelin."
“I’ve been on horseback for as long as I can remember.”
At this moment, a dull and majestic voice echoed over the camp:
"Boom-boom-boom--" the sound of drums was deafening.
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Wen Ying looked up at the sound, breathing heavily. The sword she was holding tightly was shaking a little, and the blood had dyed her black clothes dark red.
After three drum beats, Prince Hua Junguang and Geng You were safe.
"Come up." Yan Jing's voice sounded along with the ending of the drumbeat.
Wen Ying did not dare to hesitate for a moment. She tiptoed into the air, pulled Yan Jing's hand and sat on the saddle in front of him.
Yan Jing stayed behind to hold them back so that Hua Junguang could escape safely.
Now that their goal has been achieved, they have no reason to fight any longer.
The black-clad assassins naturally knew this, and caught up with them almost the moment they were about to run.
It seems that the costs have been sunk, so we have to go all out and kill them.
"We can't fight anymore." Wen Ying used Yan Jing's figure to block her, secretly estimated the remaining combat power, and came to a conclusion.
After all, a sword that was picked up temporarily was not as easy to use as one's own sword. After fighting for so long, the sword had many gaps and bent edges, and was almost scrapped.
He had many minor wounds on his body, and there was a long knife wound on his back, which overlapped with the old wound. It was probably a bloody mess now.
The enemy naturally suffered heavy losses, with only five of the fifteen remaining.
But the remaining five are all top masters, and they are not rivals of the previous ten.
She hadn't been that tired in a long time.
Yan Jing knew what Wen Ying meant, so he just held her in his arms and sped up in silence.
Wen Ying paid attention to the pursuit, hoping to meet someone as soon as possible.
Damn paddock, why is it built so big?
Suddenly, she heard a short whoosh and suddenly realized something. She made a prompt decision and quickly leaned to the side, throwing the sword in her hand.
There was a crisp sound of metal collision, and the tattered sword blade just happened to block the hidden weapon shot at the horse's hoof.
Although she had lost her weapon, Wen Ying still breathed a sigh of relief. But before she could fully relax, Yan Jing suddenly stretched out his arms to block her view.
In an instant, Yan Jing's body shook violently.
He clenched his teeth, trying to suppress the urge to shout, but a low groan involuntarily escaped from his throat.
A sharp pain spread from his arm, as if molten iron was poured into his blood, and the soreness and pain penetrated his bone marrow.
Wen Ying caught the sound of pain and looked towards him hurriedly: "Yan Jing? Are you okay?"
She didn't expect Yan Jing to protect her. It was obvious in his eyes that Liming was just a trading partner who got what he wanted from him.
"It's okay." Yan Jing's voice was still clear and cold, but his breath was a little unstable and trembling.
He could feel his legs gradually losing strength, he must have been poisoned.
He shouldn't have done that.
Yan Jing knew that Wen Ying had a certain resistance to poison, but he didn't.
It would be safer to let Wen Ying take the arrow.
Keeping a clear head at all times and weighing the pros and cons is the basis of his survival.
From the moment his brother died, he had decided to put his own desires above everyone else's lives.
Wen Ying is the variable of everything.
The sound of an arrow breaking through the air was heard flying towards him. Yan Jing tightened the reins, drove his horse as fast as possible and turned, avoiding the arrow.
But just this one action made Yan Jing feel dizzy, and his body leaned forward involuntarily, supported by Wen Ying's embrace.
Wen Ying didn't believe Yan Jing at all. Just looking at the way he was doing, it was not the performance of "no problem".
Like being poisoned.
He was shot while trying to save her.
Her heart almost jumped into her throat and she dared not think about it anymore.
Wen Ying's face was gloomy, and she asked solemnly: "What other weapons did you bring? You can't have only brought a bow to hunt, right?"
Yan Jing knew that Wen Ying’s injuries were not serious, and what she said meant she was going to make a last-ditch effort.
He did not answer her question, but simply repeated, "I am fine."
The sound was like mist floating in the clouds and might disappear in the next moment.
"Don't force yourself. If you dare to die here, I will not let you go even if I become a ghost." Wen Ying pretended to be fierce.
His vision was already doubled, and Yan Jing felt like laughing when he heard this. He whispered in Wen Ying's ear:
"That's perfect..."
——If I die here, you will never forget me for the rest of your life.
——No matter where you go, your soul will be firmly bound to me, forever in life and death.
He didn't finish the second half of his sentence before he gradually lost consciousness, and his hands, which were holding the pen to rule the world, slowly loosened from the reins.
Wen Ying immediately took control of the horse, hugged Yan Jing and shouted, "Yan Jing! Hey! How could Zhuyeqing be poisoned to death? Hey!"
Can't wake up...
Wen Ying felt like she was falling into an ice cellar.
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