The flowers, plants and trees on Qingchun Mountain have already shown signs of spring. In the afternoon, when spring sleep is the most common season, the flowers and plants, which were lazily hanging their heads, were suddenly awakened by the deafening sound of horse hooves.
The sound of hurried horse hooves came from far away, trampling up layers of sand, like a natural screen.
Hear the voice first, then see the person.
Human figures gradually appeared in the sand. A group of people came on horseback, their shadows were hazy, and among them, the first thing that caught the eye was a tall and straight figure.
A black brocade robe outlined his waist, embroidered with strong and straight purple bamboo, but now stained with blood of varying shades.
He lowered his eyebrows, revealing that his eyebrows were pressed against his eyes. The tenderness in his peach blossom eyes had long since disappeared, and the slightly upturned corners of his eyes made people feel inexplicably evil.
The loose hair hanging down in front of his forehead covered his eyebrows and eyes. The sound of horse hooves made his hair flutter slightly, and the bloodthirsty murderous intent in his eyes appeared and disappeared.
When Han Jin saw Zhou Jing'an breaking through the layers of dust and coming towards him with a knife, he was stunned.
Although he already knew that Zhou Jing'an's methods and martial arts were far from as gentle and indifferent as he appeared, he still couldn't help being surprised when he saw it with his own eyes.
The young Rakshasa is full of ghosts and monsters.
Like ice and abyss, it makes me shudder.
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Jiang Ling vaguely heard some chaotic and noisy sounds outside the cave, and wondered if Zhou Jing'an had brought people to rescue her.
"But isn't he in Suzhou? He shouldn't be coming back so soon."
Foxy wagged his tail and winked at her with a grin, "He completed the task assigned by the Emperor ahead of schedule, so he returned to the capital early. He sent a letter back to tell you the news, but he was dragged over to the banquet before you even saw it."
Jiang Ling nodded in understanding, then looked towards the cave entrance with a frown on her face, "He must be very anxious when he knows I've been kidnapped."
She sighed softly, "I just hope he doesn't fall into their trap."
It’s no wonder Jiang Ling is worried. Her silly husband usually makes plans and strategies, but he turns into a wooden stick when he meets her.
If he knew she was kidnapped, he would be so panicked.
Fox, who already knew the situation outside, smiled but said nothing.
Host, oh host, your husband is not stupid, he is very scary.
Jiang Ling had no idea what was happening outside, and was forcibly brought back every time she tried to get out.
She was brought back before anyone could even see her clearly. Now they were guarding her in the cave, not leaving her side for a moment.
Jiang Ling had no choice but to sit back on the big rock with her hands on her hips.
After all this, she suddenly felt dizzy.
Jiang Ling lowered her head and closed her eyes tightly.
Could it be that she has heatstroke?
Or hypoglycemia?
But she really didn't eat anything at noon. She just had two pieces of osmanthus cakes and the rest was some tea.
Jiang Ling leaned against the stone wall, feeling as if his strength was exhausted and his hands and feet were weak.
She couldn't help but look at the man in black and muttered, "Are you guys poisoning me?"
Man in black:?
They didn't even give her a glass of water, how could they have poisoned her?
The man in black was speechless when he found that it suddenly became quiet outside and all the sounds of fighting disappeared.
Several people looked at each other, and with a bad feeling, they rushed towards the cave entrance with swords in hand.
Jiang Ling felt dizzy, her hands and feet felt weak, and her vision gradually became blurred.
She raised her eyes to glance at the cave entrance, and vaguely saw the figures of the men in black who were rushing to attack suddenly fall down, and a man walked out from the halo.
The tall figure blurred into a ball, with a halo around it.
Jiang Ling didn't see who it was, but she saw the knife in his hand. The bright white blade was stained with glaring red, and the red was dripping down to the man's feet.
She saw the figure suddenly move quickly, as if running towards her, but stumbling, with clothes flying, looking very embarrassed.
Jiang Ling slowly closed her eyes uncontrollably. The man's blood-stained robes fluttered before her eyes. She opened her mouth and murmured, "Zhou..."
Zhou Jingan, is that you?
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"It's me, Ling'er, it's me."
Zhou Jing'an repeated this in his mind for the umpteenth time.
He changed out of the brocade robe covered in blood, dust and sand, and only when everything was settled did Zhou Jing'an feel a faint sense of regret.
He shouldn't wear this outfit. It was given to him by Ling'er.
But the current state of this dress really makes it impossible to wear it anymore.
Zhou Jing'an stroked the cuffs of the dress he was wearing, which was embroidered with orchids.
It was also given to him by Jiang Ling.
After changing his clothes, he turned around and returned to the inner room of Zhenxiaxie. His steps could not be any lighter, and his eyes gently fell on the person who was sleeping peacefully on the bed. His peach blossom eyes were truly worthy of their name.
It is overflowing with tenderness, yet contains a broken heartache.
He sat down beside her bed and looked at Jiang Ling gently.
The room was silent, the moonlight outside was like water, and even the candlelight did not flicker.
“Tick-tock.”
There was a slight sound of dripping wax, and the bright candlelight illuminated Zhou Jingan's red eyes clearly.
Jiang Ling was sleeping peacefully, and Zhou Jing'an had been guarding her for more than two hours.
He consulted the imperial physician countless times, and only after confirming that she was just unconscious could he relax a little, but his heart was still hanging in the balance.
Zhou Jing'an's eyes felt sore and dry, but he resisted the urge to cry.
He always shed tears in front of Jiang Ling.
He didn't want her to see his vulnerability once she woke up.
Fragile.
What a strange and ridiculous word.
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