"Leave me alone." He gasped for breath, his voice carrying a hint of resolve, and pulled an oil paper package from his pocket, shoving it into her hand. "Go to Kyoto... I've... sent the rest of the evidence home..."
Shen Jintang frowned and, by the moonlight, saw that inside the oiled paper was a stack of secret letters and account books. The pages looked particularly heavy in the dim light.
"The evidence is all here... Take it to the palace..." Shen Huaixu pushed her, "Go find His Majesty... Bring the troops..."
She hadn't even said she was going to abandon him, but he was already playing the "cutting off his tail to save himself" trick.
We haven't reached the point of desperation yet.
"Shut up!" Shen Jintang grabbed his collar and dragged him forward. "Save your energy for running away!"
The pursuers behind them could already hear voices, and the torchlight was getting closer and closer, as if the breath of death was already close at hand.
Suddenly, a whooshing sound rang out—
"Watch out!" Shen Jintang pulled Shen Huaixu behind her, drew her longsword, and with a flash of cold light, several arrows were severed.
But the rain of arrows was too dense, and a cold arrow struck straight at Shen Jintang's heart.
Shen Huaixu's pupils contracted sharply, and his body lunged forward before he could even think.
"Pfft—"
The dull thud of an arrow piercing flesh exploded in his ears, and Shen Huaixu felt a chill run down his back, followed by excruciating pain.
The two lost their balance and tumbled down the steep slope.
In the midst of the dizzying sensation, he held Shen Jintang tightly in his arms, his right leg slamming hard against a protruding rock, the clear sound of bones cracking making his vision go black.
"What are you trying to prove?" Shen Jintang's voice seemed to come through a thick barrier, distant and inaudible.
He vaguely saw the pursuers' torches flickering on the hilltop, the dim light illuminating their狰狞 faces.
Someone was shouting, "We need to see them alive or dead! Go down and search!"
The sound echoed in the night sky, like a call from hell.
Shen Jintang glanced at Shen Huaixu's current condition and exhaled a sigh of relief.
It's not like she couldn't see the arrow, or that she couldn't dodge it!
Even if there's no way to avoid it, why would he need to block it?
She was injured and couldn't walk, but Shen Huaixu could still drag her along.
If Shen Huaixu couldn't move, how much strength would she have to lift an adult male?
If it weren't for the urgency of the situation, Shen Jintang would really like to crack open Shen Huaixu's head to see what's inside!
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