Chapter 29 Both Falling off a Cliff
Qiao Wanyan was hit by an arrow in the shoulder. The excruciating pain she had never experienced before made her break out in a cold sweat and her face turned pale.
She staggered and was unable to stand steadily. Just as everyone was running towards her, the assassin with a sword against his neck suddenly took advantage of the situation and ran towards Qiao Wanyan while no one was paying attention. He used all his strength to push her off the cliff.
He Zhiyu immediately ran towards her, but was blocked by Qiao Yihuan's tight hug.
Qiao Wanyan's pupils contracted to the extreme, and her body fell backwards uncontrollably. Her hands desperately tried to grab anything she could, and she vaguely felt that she had grabbed a hand.
Qiao Yihuan screamed: "Qi Yun! Wan Yan!"
Both of them fell off the cliff.
Ziyuan ran over and was about to jump down without hesitation, but was stopped by Jingyuan.
Zi Yuan's hands were shaking, "Miss, Miss fell down......"
The assassin who pushed Qiao Wanyan off the cliff laughed loudly, "Since I'm going to die here if I can't save my adoptive father, I'll find a few more people to bury with me, hahahaha..."
When he was in Qingzhou City, he had been spying secretly. The woman he pushed off the cliff once rode on the same horse with the prince and was carried back to the inn by the prince. Now she was in the same carriage on the way back to Beijing. They must have a close relationship.
The Crown Prince has never married a Crown Princess, so in all likelihood she is a favored concubine or matron!
If I can’t save my adoptive father and can’t kill the prince, then I’ll kill the prince’s beloved woman and bury them with her!
Looking at the prince's furious expression, he felt extremely happy.
He Zhiyu walked towards him step by step with a sword in his hand, looked at him with a cold gaze, pierced his throat with the sword, and blood splattered all over him.
Qiao Yihuan's heart skipped a beat. She had never seen His Highness like this before.
Is it for Qiao Wanyan?
Does Your Highness care about Qiao Wanyan so much?
A chill as if quenched by ice came out of He Zhiyu's throat, "Where is the person who shot the arrow in secret?"
Just as Jing Yuan was about to speak, he saw a black-tailed boy dragging a dead black-clad assassin out.
The assassin's chest was torn into a bloody mess, which was so shocking that it made people feel cold under their feet.
Lu Jinye looked at Qiao Yihuan with a cold gaze, then turned around and rode away on a horse beside him.
He Zhiyu knew that the young man was the guard beside Qiao Wanyan. He was going to the bottom of the cliff to find someone.
"Send half of the guards to the bottom of the cliff to look for him. Jingyuan, you must personally bring Li Xiao back to the capital without delay."
Jing Yuan said: "Your Highness, someone will naturally go to look for the young marquis and Miss Qiao Er, you stay here..."
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted, "I am ordering you, not discussing with you!"
Jing Yuan nodded immediately, "I know I was wrong, I will do it right away."
He Zhiyu wanted to send Qiao Yihuan back to the car, "Yihuan, it's not safe here, you should follow Jingyuan back to Yongzhou first."
Qiao Yihuan shook her head. "I want to stay here and go look for Wanyan and Qiyun with Your Highness. I am very worried about them. Even if Your Highness lets me go back, I will be restless."
He Zhiyu couldn't persuade her, so he had to take her to the bottom of the cliff.
Qiao Yihuan followed behind, her fingertips trembling.
What did she do?
She clearly wanted to go over and block the arrow for His Highness, so why did she push Qiao Wanyan over?
Qiao Yihuan bit her lip, the balance in her heart swaying back and forth.
But......
But if Qiao Wanyan really died like this, no one would compete with me for the position of prince.
But what if Qiao Wanyan survived and told His Highness that it was him who pushed her out?
Qiao Yihuan was in a state of confusion, and the mess in her mind was driving her crazy.
Xiaoying looked at her uneasy expression and swallowed back all the words she wanted to say.
What she wanted most was to see the eldest daughter become tougher, no longer weak, and no longer be bullied.
But when she saw the eldest lady pushing the second lady out just now, she admitted that she didn't recognize the eldest lady for a moment.
The wind whistling in my ears was like a knife, and it was painful when it blew on my face.
Lu Jinye did not slow down, and rode his horse to the bottom of the cliff. It was dark now, and the temperature dropped suddenly, making him feel uneasy.
If Qiao Wanyan died, he would die too, but the fact that he is still alive and well proves that Qiao Wanyan is not dead yet.
But falling from such a high cliff, even if she didn't die, she would be shot by an arrow. For a lady like her who lived a life of luxury, she would definitely not survive the night if she couldn't treat the wound in time.
Faster, faster.
At that time, He Yanli, who had already left Yongzhou City and was about to return to Beijing secretly, received a secret letter.
He opened the envelope and took out the letter inside. His face suddenly changed after taking a glance.
In an instant, the blood in my body seemed to be flowing backwards, and my brain was buzzing. A fishy and sweet taste surged in my throat, and I spat out a mouthful of blood.
Mo Xiao was shocked, "My Lord! Are you okay?"
He Yanli didn't say a word. He ran out of the post station, mounted his horse, and headed south.
Heavy snow fell, and in the dark night, the horse galloped without stopping for a moment.
He is afraid, but what is he afraid of?
He Yanli held the reins tightly, thought about the question carefully for a long time, and gave himself an answer.
He was afraid that the cold-hearted and ungrateful man had not died in his hands!
Qiao Wanyan gradually regained consciousness. Before she opened her eyes, she felt as if her whole body was broken. Then a piercing pain in her shoulder attacked her mind, and her palm-sized face wrinkled up in pain.
"pain."
She slowly opened her eyes and saw an unfamiliar, dilapidated roof.
The slightest movement caused her to break out in a cold sweat, so she simply gave up trying to get up and turned her head to try to see the surrounding situation clearly within her limited field of vision.
She was lying on a few wooden boards, next to a crackling fire. On the other side of the fire was Jiang Qiyun, who was wearing mourning clothes.
Qiao Wanyan wanted to cry but had no tears. "Not good, Bai Wuchang looks so much like someone I know, it's so unlucky!"
Jiang Qiyun: “….”
"Are you okay? I feel unlucky to be pulled off the cliff by you and suffer like this." Jiang Qiyun complained.
Fortunately, there was a river below the cliff. He felt like his whole body was falling apart after falling down, but he still had to carry Qiao Wanyan, who had fainted like a dead dog, to find a place to keep warm.
He finally found a thatched hut that had been abandoned for years and wanted to find some clothes to change his wet clothes, but he only found a few sets of mourning clothes. Now he was being called unlucky by this shameless woman.
Qiao Wanyan blinked her eyes and said in a nasal voice, "I'm still alive? I fell off such a high cliff and I'm still alive? Those who survive a disaster will surely have good fortune in the future. Could it be that I am the chosen one?"
The corner of Jiang Qiyun's mouth twitched slightly. He moved closer and placed the back of his hand on her forehead. It was quite hot.
He said: "Get ready, you can be a fool from now on."
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