Chapter 41 Chapter 41 Gu Yanzhou, don’t hate me. …
Although he was annoyed, he did not slow down his hands. He changed in a few seconds, lifted the curtain and called him up, but his tone was not very nice.
Gu Yanzhou didn't care. He just noticed her collar was crooked when he came up. He pursed his lips and straightened it for her with a smile, "Why are you in such a hurry? No one is rushing you."
Song Siyun didn't say anything, but gave him a look that said "what do you think?", then pushed him down on the chair and undressed him.
To prevent the wound from bursting and leaking blood through my clothes, I had wrapped a thick layer of cotton between the gauze and the wound this morning. Now, after rescuing people, drowning, and beating up dogs, the wound has burst beyond recognition, and the cotton I had prepared has become a burden. The blood and cotton are inseparable, and even a slight contact can affect the entire body.
But the cotton is full of water. If you don't take it off and keep it on your body, it will not only cause the wound to ulcerate, but may also cause cold to enter your body.
I'm in a dilemma!
Song Siyun's brows were furrowed with anxiety, his mind in a tizzy. However, the person in front of him seemed completely indifferent, saying lightly, "Just wet the cotton and replace the gauze."
"How can that be!" He retorted instinctively, anger rising to his head, poking him in the head and cursing, "Gu Yanzhou, don't take your own life lightly. If your whole body is festered by then, even a god won't be able to save you!"
After saying that, he seemed to feel that his tone was too harsh. He glanced at the wound a few times, then softened his tone and warned, "Bear with it. It might hurt a little."
Finally, he seemed to have made up his mind, his face sullen, and he said, "If the pain is unbearable, you...just bite me."
Amused by her fearless attitude, the man lowered his eyes and pinched the thin arm she held out, which didn't even have two ounces of flesh. His eyes were filled with amusement: "Since that's the case, I will respectfully obey your command."
After saying that, he saw her face turn pale, and the smile on her lips could no longer be suppressed. As the sound of the water swayed, the man lowered his head and gently kissed the girl's fair arm, muttering frankly with tenderness: "I'm lying to you. I can't bear it."
After that, he glanced at the red gauze and said, "Just deal with it simply. If it's left there for too long, it will arouse suspicion."
"All right."
Song Siyun finally gave in. She was so aroused by the man's bold actions that she didn't dare to raise her head. She nodded hurriedly while her hands moved quickly.
Soon, everything was packed up. As she was burning the old and absorbent gauze with a tinder, she suddenly heard him order Qingfeng to take her away. Perhaps because he was mumbling, she didn't hear clearly, only vaguely hearing "Leaving the city... Qingmu Cliff... Lingfeng" and so on.
Although she didn't know what he was going to do, he really wanted to send her away and didn't trust her.
He suddenly lifted the curtain, puffed out his cheeks and said, "I'm not leaving."
"I want to be with you!" Meeting his disapproving look, Song Siyun squatted down and put his forehead against his. When their noses touched, he spoke in a serious tone, "Gu Yanzhou, husband and wife are one, we are inseparable."
"Ah Yun, be obedient."
The man frowned, still disagreeing. Song Siyun glanced at him, then hugged him tightly and said, "No matter what happens, I'm willing to face it with you."
At least here and now, I am willing.
She didn't say the rest of the sentence, nor did she dare to say it.
The man was silent for a while, and finally hugged her back, but after a moment he urged her, "It's windy outside, go back quickly, be careful not to catch a cold."
"Then I..." Song Siyun looked at him, unwilling to give in and insisted on getting a definite answer.
"I'm not leaving." The man hugged her tighter and sighed as if to compromise: "I'm not leaving anymore. No matter what happens, we will face it together."
Song Siyun pecked his forehead with satisfaction and let go of his hand contentedly.
Until the man's back gradually faded away, she stopped smiling, looked at Qing Feng, and said in a heavy voice: "Tell me what happened."
Qingfeng didn't say anything, he just knelt on the ground and bowed, looking like a saw-mouthed gourd.
She knew what was going on from his attitude, so she simply waved her hand and said, "Since he won't let me tell you, I won't make it difficult for you. I just want to ask, is he in danger tonight?"
The hand holding the sword lowered even lower to the ground, still without saying a word.
The two were silent, and no one spoke.
After a while, it was Song Siyun who broke the silence first.
She looked at him and said softly, "Qingfeng, you should know that I won't harm him."
After saying this, he opened the carriage curtain. When the curtain was about to be lowered, a deep voice suddenly came from outside the carriage: "Yes."
As if afraid that she hadn't heard clearly, the man repeated it again: "There is indeed danger tonight, but Madam, don't worry. Just stay with the master."
"Thank you very much."
Inside the carriage, Song Siyun nodded, accepting the offer, and sat upright with his hands folded. His brows were furrowed, and his eyes were filled with panic.
Qingfeng didn't reveal much information, but she gained two important insights: one was that they had anticipated the assassination, and it was even possible that he had arranged it himself; the other was that Gu Yanzhou had already prepared a countermeasure, and she only needed to stay quietly by his side and pretend that she knew nothing.
But how is that possible?
Covering her face in frustration, the girl, who had been sitting upright, felt her spine slump, and her straight back collapsed. After a long while, she sat up again. In the dim carriage, Song Siyun told herself over and over again: "You must endure it, don't make things complicated, don't make things complicated..."
But after escaping from the overwhelming rain of arrows in the city, breaking through the encirclement and reaching the edge of the cliff, she saw the man's long sword being pulled by a scimitar, and arrows flying from high in the dense forest, she still couldn't help but pounce on him...
In fact, she didn't want to either. When the first cold arrow flew out, she saw him decisively let go of the sword that was being pulled, and instead held the sword with both hands. When he was forced to retreat several steps before he could release the force and throw it away, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief and pinched her palms to hold it back.
Who knew that the first arrow was an obvious arrow, only to cover up the second hidden arrow that was really aimed at his heart.
In the moment his breathing stopped, the person had already pounced over.
The sound of the arrow piercing through skin and flesh was so sharp that it made one's teeth ache. Along with it was the panicked cry of the person in front of him: "Ah Yun!"
This was the first time I saw him lose his usual composure and composure, which was really strange, but also really not suitable for him.
This unrelated thought flashed through her mind for no reason. Song Siyun curled her eyes. She wanted to laugh, to comfort him, to tell him not to worry, but when she opened her mouth, she vomited pools of blood before she could even utter a word.
In just a moment, his face lost all color and turned visibly pale.
He quickly covered his mouth and tried to shake his head to indicate that he was fine, but his eyes were filled with sadness and he was dragged forward by an irresistible force.
It was not until the tip of the arrow was close to the man's heart that she suddenly realized that the arrow was so powerful that it had not yet dissipated its force after passing through her and was still rushing forward.
He suddenly reacted, gritted his teeth, gathered all his strength into his palm, and pushed hard. He seemed to be unexpected, and his narrow eyes almost popped out.
When the man fell so low that not even his shadow could be seen, Song Siyun fell back with a smile, calmly accepting his fate of dying at the hands of the man in black.
Actually, this is a good thing. This way, I won't feel sorry for my sister.
Gu Yanzhou, don't hate me. Although Qingfeng didn't tell you everything, I know that there must be a way for you to survive under the cliff.
I saved your life and helped you escape back to the capital. I hope you will be crowned a marquis and live a safe life. I also hope you will remember this kindness for the rest of your life, remain a widower for the rest of your life, and protect our Song family... for a hundred years of prosperity...
Before closing his eyes, Song Siyun was still calculating.
She is not really a good wife.
She thought.
How could anyone in the world be like her? To conceal her own despicableness, she would rather die in a foreign land than have her dream of feigning ignorance punctured. She even used this death to personally create a cocoon for her husband.
He must never forget her or get rid of her in this life, and he must even protect her family with all his heart.
She is so bad.
Song Siyun thought. But it doesn’t matter. She is such a bad person and will die soon.
Once someone dies, they are all good people. They are all honored. Even if their true identity is exposed one day, everyone will only remember their good deeds.
After all, she is dead.
People are always more tolerant towards the dead.
She closed her eyes. The imaginary fall to the ground didn't happen, but instead, she could hear the grinding of teeth. She forced her eyes open, only to see her usually neat hair disheveled. Her eyes, once so smiling, were now bloodshot. "Ah Yun, even if it means death, you must be with me."
The man climbed up the cliff with his bare hands and pulled her, determined to fight her to the death.
Can't die.
Song Siyun closed her eyes peacefully and let him drag her down.
People should live with a clear conscience, she thought.
Therefore, she will enjoy this dream which only lasts fifteen days.
So……
In the fierce wind, she opened her eyes. Zhuozhuo looked at the man beside her with a sullen face and called him, "Gu Yanzhou."
Seeing him leaning towards her with his neck stretched out, she tightened her arms, pulled him closer to her, and then... kissed him hard.
It starts from this moment.
The gust of wind whipped past their ears as they lay one on top of the other in mid-air, lips and teeth pressed together, swallowing and rubbing. It seemed as if they were venting their anger, yet it wasn't.
Bang!
The sound of falling to the ground rang in my ears, as if falling in the clouds. It didn't hurt, and it even bounced a little.
His pupils, already somewhat dilated, regained consciousness just in time to see Ling Feng, his smile frozen in place, his face slack. Beside him stood a girl in red, her chin timidly hidden by a round fan. Her eyes held a unique charm that belonged to the outside world. "Oh, so the girls in Kyoto are just like us from the outside world."
"We've been married for several months."
At some point, the man who had just bitten to the bone had stood up and was standing outside. When he heard the teasing, he frowned and said something unpleasant.
Honglian seemed to be extremely afraid of him, and she fell silent in an instant. She hung her hands neatly at her sides and even stopped waving the round fan.
Seeing this quail-like look made her want to laugh, and she did laugh. But as soon as she said it out loud, she covered her shoulder and gasped in pain.
Before he could finish his breath, his body suddenly flew into the air, and the remaining half of his breath was stuck in his throat and rolled into a ball, turning into a burp.
Song Siyun was a little embarrassed, especially with three pairs of eyes staring at him. He immediately covered his mouth, leaving only one pair of eyes to accuse him.
Seeing this, the stern-faced man smiled for the first time, tiptoed twice in a good mood, and whispered a nasty teasing in his ear as he carried her to the carriage: "You didn't seem embarrassed when you were pestering me just now, why are you hiding your face and afraid to see anyone now?"
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The author has something to say: When I closed the kitchen door, my hand slipped and half of my nail was lifted off.
9.10 Part 2:
My dear family, 9.9 is such a magical day. I still can’t believe it.
Who knows? After lunch, Meimei was about to write when she heard a crisp sound. She rushed into the room and saw that it was the cat that broke her bowl in half, and the freeze-dried cat food was scattered all over the place [melted]
After cleaning up the mess, I discovered the real reason behind his chai bowl was a flying insect. Flying insects, no problem, I have dinotefuran [shy]
At this moment I am really confident and don’t care at all.
Of course, Dinotefuran is indeed very effective. But can anyone tell me why green maggots are produced after the flying insects die?
That's right, it's green, hair-thick, and wriggling... It's like a maggot. What's even more outrageous is that even though its mother is dead, it's still alive...
I took the dinotefuran and sprayed it all over. This thing might have sensed it and drilled into the dead mother...
Who can understand the impact of this scene on a person from the north?
I buried my head in the nausea and just wiped it. I finally finished and thought I could breathe a sigh of relief. When I looked up, there was another one outside the window ready to move...
ber, is this right? [melted] I was so scared that I quickly closed the window and the kitchen door.
Family, here comes the highlight. Who would have thought that when I was pulling the kitchen door, my hand slipped and my nail slid sideways, bleeding on the spot, and the child was directly numb from the pain (I am confused here and don’t understand)
But I didn't react at the time. All I wanted to do was throw the garbage away quickly to prevent the little green maggots from crawling out again...
After going downstairs to throw away the garbage, I felt the pain in my fingertips, which turned red and warm. No kidding, even someone as strong as me almost shed tears.
After a simple treatment, it was found that most of the nail was peeled off. The nail clippers were shaking when placed on it. The child panicked and dared not cut it. This is how he is currently living... [melted]
Until now, I can't believe what I experienced yesterday [melted]
The culprit of everything is that fly that breeds maggots. Is this the legendary butterfly... No, it's the fly effect (crying loudly)
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