Chapter 71 I was so scared, I thought something happened to you.
The fog on the mountain road grew thicker, and the black wooden carriage was moving fast and steadily.
After a long time, the carriage slowly stopped, Sijiu pressed the hilt of the knife and looked into the distance.
On his face, which was as dull as Sanjiu's, an expression of extreme excitement appeared.
"My lord, there is an ambush." Even his voice was full of joy.
No one responded from inside the carriage.
The birds ahead were startled and flew away.
Sijiu rushed into the dense forest holding the hilt of the knife.
Screams came from afar, and the smell of blood filled the cold air.
Several crossbow arrows fell from the sky, and the silver arrow tips broke through the walls of the carriage. Several ghostly figures surrounded the black wooden carriage.
The leader was dressed in black, his entire face covered by a silver mask. Behind the mask were a pair of enchanting peach blossom eyes that seemed to be filled with poison.
"Master Prime Minister, please come out. I will consider leaving you with an intact body."
The wind gradually picked up, and the curtains of the carriage were blown up, revealing that there was no one inside.
The leader's expression changed, "Oh no, retreat!"
At this moment, all the secret guards hiding in the forest came out.
Gu Huailing stood in the distance, watching all this indifferently, "Leave no one behind."
There was a constant clanging sound of blood, and the men in black fought desperately to protect the leader and help him break through.
The elite troops of both sides came out, and the clanging sound of cold weapons colliding was heard everywhere.
The fight intensified.
"Master, let's go!" A man in black fell in front of the masked man.
The masked man gritted his teeth and jumped off the cliff behind him amidst several people fighting to the death.
Sijiu put away the knife, wiped the blood from his face, and walked towards Gu Huailing, "Master, I'll go after him!"
Gu Huailing's eyes were deep and his expression was a little cold. "No need, these are not people from Dajin."
Sijiu's expression rarely became serious.
Gu Huailing glanced at the corpses on the ground, "Send these bodies to the charity cemetery. I want to know the identities of these assassins within three days."
The rain gradually began to fall.
On the official road, a burst of hurried horse hooves sounded, and Shen Yuan rode his horse quickly towards the Wanfo Temple.
She felt uneasy and just wanted to see Gu Huailing immediately.
With every breath, there was a strong smell of blood.
Shen Yuan looked ahead, and his pupils shrank suddenly.
The extremely familiar black and gold wooden carriage was now in tatters. The crossbow arrows pierced it into a hedgehog, and the surrounding area was all scarlet.
"Gu Huailing..." Shen Yuan's throat seemed to be strangled by an invisible hand.
Her mind went blank and she almost fell off the horse.
Chen Yuan staggered towards the carriage, her whole body trembling, and she lifted the curtain with trembling hands.
I thought I could see Gu Huailing sitting there, but there was no one there.
Shen Yuan opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word.
She fell to the ground, the rain mixed with blood seeping through her clothes into her skin. She grabbed the curtain of the carriage tightly, as if she was desperately holding on to everything related to Gu Huailing.
"Gu Huailing, aren't you omnipotent? Where have you been? Come out now!"
Chen Yuan choked with sobs. The rain soaked her, and the self-blame almost swallowed her.
"It's all my fault. I should have explained it to you clearly. I should have been honest with you."
Chen Yuan murmured, looking at the blood on the ground, and finally broke down, resting his forehead on the cold shaft of the cart, crying out in pain.
In the dense forest in the distance, Gu Huailing walked out with an umbrella.
Sijiu looked at Shen Yuan crying in the distance and asked curiously, "Who is mourning over there?"
The person being mourned gave him a cold look and walked quickly towards Chen Yuan.
"Master, could you slow down?"
"I know you've always wanted me to call you husband. Gu Huailing, if you come back, I'll always call you husband, okay?"
"good."
A familiar yet abrupt voice sounded.
The surroundings seemed to be quiet for a moment.
Shen Yuan's crying stopped abruptly.
She turned her head stiffly and slowly -
Gu Huailing was standing behind her, with a graceful figure and a lofty character.
Gu Huailing held up an umbrella and pulled Chen Yuan up from the ground, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes.
"Ma'am, do you think I'm dead?"
Gu Huailing took out a handkerchief from his arms and gently wiped Shen Yuan's face with the handkerchief, which was stained with his body temperature.
--Awkward
——Dead silence
Shen Yuan's face suddenly started to burn.
Gu Huailing sighed, put away his umbrella, climbed onto his horse, and extended his hand to Chen Yuan, "Madam, come here."
Chen Yuan lowered her head and handed her hand to Gu Huailing. The man took her hand and led her onto the horse. Chen Yuan buried her face in Gu Huailing's chest, not even daring to raise her head.
"We're here." Gu Huailing's voice sounded, as pleasant as the sound of cold jade striking a chime.
The two men dismounted, and Chen Yuan realized that this was a private residence.
The blush on her face had not yet faded, and Gu Huailing picked her up and carried her horizontally, walking towards the backyard.
After a long while, Gu Huailing finally put her down. He lowered his voice and whispered in Shen Yuan's ear, "Madam, we're here."
The surroundings were filled with mist, and the two seemed to be in a hazy place.
This is actually a natural hot spring pool.
"Madam has caught a cold from traveling all the way. Soaking in a hot spring can get rid of the cold." Gu Huailing said to Chen Yuan.
"I'll have someone prepare the meal. Madam, can you make some for yourself first?"
Chen Yuan nodded quickly. She wished Gu Huailing would leave as soon as possible.
It's so embarrassing!
After taking off his clothes, Shen Yuan buried himself in the hot spring pool.
Thinking of the previous scene, she still felt depressed.
How could something happen to Gu Huailing so easily?
She was really worried and confused.
There was a soft sound of water. Chen Yuan looked up and met Gu Huailing's phoenix eyes with sharp brows and very thin corners through the mist.
Gu Huailing held Shen Yuan in his arms and said softly, "Madam is calling me."
Still mentioning?
Shen Yuan glared at him angrily.
Gu Huailing was in a rare good mood. He pinched her waist and kissed her lips, holding her in his arms with no room for retreat. "Madam? You want to deny it?"
Shen Yuan looked at the man in front of her, her eyelashes trembling, "Husband."
The mist became thicker and thicker, the hot spring pool became more and more charming, and the temperature rose inch by inch.
Chen Yuan clung to Gu Huailing's neck, hiding her face in his arms, her voice trembling, "Husband, I can't bear it anymore."
Gu Huailing brushed the wet hair away from her face and looked at the water-stunning woman with lust in his eyes. "My dear madam, be good."
Chen Yuan was extremely angry, and at the last moment, he opened his mouth and bit the man's shoulder.
Gu Huailing let out a low laugh and hugged Shen Yuan tightly in his arms.
Chen Yuan raised her eyes, speechless, and began to reach out to push him.
The woman's eyes were exceptionally clear and bright, especially in the water, which added a touch of charm to her.
Gu Huailing held the woman's hands, turned her over with irresistible force, and kissed her very lightly.
The sobs were intermittent, and the man was naughty and whispered in her ear, "Do you like it?"
"like."
......
When Chen Yuan woke up again, it was still dark.
Chen Yuan habitually touched it with his hand, and the residual warmth was still there.
A man's cold and low voice came from the corridor, and Shen Yuan lost his sleepiness.
As the voice fell, Gu Huailing walked in quietly.
Perhaps because he was in the villa, Gu Huailing was only wearing a moon-white soft silk robe, and he had lost his usual calm and solemn demeanor.
Chen Yuan likes Gu Huailing like this very much. This is how he should be at his age.
"It's still early, why are you awake?" Gu Huailing walked over and sat on the couch.
Chen Yuan sat up, put her arms around Gu Huailing's waist, and rested her head in his arms. "I can't sleep without seeing you."
The woman's voice was soft and gentle, revealing a hint of dependence.
Warmth gradually grew in Gu Huailing's eyes, and he hugged her and coaxed her softly.
The woman was wearing a white gauze dress, and underneath was skin as white as snow. Her skin was covered with traces of her own marks, which seemed to be there and not there, arousing people's imagination.
Shen Yuan had hugged him enough, and raised her head from Gu Huailing's arms to look at him, "Sir, who wants to kill you?"
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