Chapter 44
After working for most of the day, they finally rescued the patient. The doctors gave a few instructions and left the room to prepare medicine, leaving her alone to take care of the patient.
This was probably when he was at his weakest. If Yue Qingning still wanted to harm him, now would be the best time.
She leaned against the bed and thought for a long time with her mind in a mess, but still could not come to a conclusion. His hand hung at his side, stiffly wrapped around her two fingers and pinched them in his palm, as if he was still worried before going to bed, afraid that her, his owner, would lose him. He held her carefully, begging her not to leave like a pitiful puppy.
As a result, Yue Qingning's two fingers became increasingly stiff, as if it would take a lot of effort to pull them away.
Since she came back, there has not been a single day that she has not hated him and has not tried every possible way to take his life. As a result, she has forgotten many things, such as why she trusted him, such an evil slave, so much in her previous life.
In the 27th year of Yongxing, a high monk from the Western Regions came to Kyoto. His name was Bodhiruci. He translated the Maharatnakara Sutra and taught Buddhism at Guangfu Temple, which moved many people.
Her mother, Mrs. Zhong, also deeply admired this. She dragged Yue Qingning, who was indifferent to this, to Guangfu Temple to listen to the sutras. When the schedule was halfway through, she had no interest in Buddhism and found it even more difficult to understand the obscure teachings.
After waiting for half a day, he finally got a break and took Qingzhu Queming and the other one to the back mountain to see the scenery.
Guangfu Temple is worthy of being the largest temple in Beijing and Hebei. It is backed by the lush and green Cen Mountain. There are hundreds of green trees of different heights scattered in the temple, and countless flowers and stone towers stand among them.
At that time, the moral code was to devalue martial arts and favor literature, and Yue Qingning, as the son of a civil official, was no exception. Although she was at the prime of her life, she had not even reached the halfway point of the mountain, and her slender legs were trembling as she stood on the stone steps.
Seeing her like this, Que Ming asked Qingzhu to stay with her, and he trotted downstairs to call a sedan chair for her.
Before Yue Qingning could catch his breath, the man's back could no longer be seen.
She saw that she didn't have the ability to go up the mountain, and after a while, a cold wind suddenly blew through the forest, giving her goose bumps all over her body.
Seeing her, Qingzhu crossed her arms and advised, "Miss, you are weak every day. I'm afraid it will be bad if you sweat and are exposed to the wind. You'd better go back!"
She sat on a stone bench by the roadside for a while, and felt the coldness under her legs piercing through her skirt. She blinked and said.
"That's all right! Let's walk down the mountain slowly. Maybe we'll be there before the sedan chair bearers even get there."
As he said this, he stood up, smoothed his coat and walked back. However, the weather today was really unpredictable. Before an incense stick of time had passed, the master and servant were walking downstairs when cold raindrops suddenly fell.
One drop, two drops, the sky suddenly changed from clear to cloudy. Looking back, they saw cumulus clouds behind the mountain top climbing over the peak and pouring down on them.
Yue Qingning was shocked. If he got wet now, it would be inconvenient to borrow the dormitory later. Besides, there were many people listening to the scriptures in the temple now, and he didn't know how crowded it would be later.
Thinking of this, he became even more anxious, and he pulled Qingzhu and started to walk down the mountain quickly.
But in the end, Mo Yun could not hold back the rain, and dense raindrops began to hit their bodies. Both of them were not wearing much, and it was too late to run. She pulled Qingzhu to hide under a dense Bodhi tree. The leaves were intertwined, blocking most of the raindrops, giving them a moment's respite.
Qingzhu patted her hair bun, and saw that her young lady's pink and green crepe shawl was stuck to her shoulders by the rain, revealing some of her shiny white arm skin, and she couldn't help complaining.
"It's fine if Madam listens to the sutra by herself, but why did she drag the girl along? Now, there's no telling when the rain will stop. If it doesn't stop today, are we going to be stuck on the mountain for the night?"
Making such a fuss out of nothing really tickled Yue Qingning's funny bone. All the little emotion she had previously felt about the rain disappeared, and she looked at her and shook her head.
"Even in the mansion, it's going to rain. If I don't come with my mother, I'll be even more worried about her being trapped on the mountain alone."
As she spoke, she pointed at her nose, which was still covered with dew, and smiled.
"Hasn't Que Ming already gone down the mountain? Seeing that it suddenly started to rain, he must have come back faster."
When Qingzhu heard these two words, she pursed her lips tightly together, turned to the side and muttered quietly.
"The girl only knows Queming Queming, but she doesn't know what's so special about him that makes her think so much. Fortunately, the girl likes the dull and depressed face of that horse slave. If it were me, I would definitely make him stay here and get wet in the rain with me!"
Yue Qingning knew that the two of them had always been at odds, so he shook his head and said nothing more, letting her vent her anger.
However, today's rain seemed different from usual. Because the wind had stopped, the only sound that could be heard was the rustling of raindrops hitting the leaves. However, among these regular sounds, Yue Qingning heard a strange rustling sound coming from the bushes.
She was a little flustered and hurriedly told Qingzhu to shut up while she was complaining. The voice was indeed clear through the rain, like the sound of someone climbing up the mountain in a hurry, but not taking the right path and squeezed in the bushes.
Yue Qingning subconsciously felt something was wrong, but she still asked.
"Queming, is that you?"
The approaching sound apparently stopped for a moment, and in the forest there was nothing else but the crisp sound of raindrops hitting the ground.
In order to prevent the large number of people from harming the birds and animals in the temple today, the monks had driven all living things out of the temple three days ago. The sound at this moment could definitely not be from a wild beast. The feeling of being stared at climbed onto her skin again, and Yue Qingning realized in the blink of an eye that it was people following them.
Sure enough, she caught the subtle footsteps and breathing sounds three or four times.
The man slowly stopped where he was, like a tiger or leopard hiding in the woods, just waiting for her moment to relax so that he could pounce on her and tear her apart.
As luck would have it, Que Ming found a sedan chair for her and went down the mountain without even a man by her side. The man must have noticed this and followed her here.
The pitch-black environment and the interweaving rain curtains almost created the perfect opportunity for the criminals to commit the crime.
Yue Qingning took a deep breath and realized that the danger she was in was very likely to be fatal. Que Ming had not returned yet. In this situation, she and two weak women would not be a match for that man at all.
However, in the moment of silence, the villain hiding in the bushes opposite suddenly whistled, and the melodious tune with a long tail came from the dark rain curtain just a few feet away. The two were so scared that they hugged each other tightly, and their arms that were holding each other trembled constantly.
Qingzhu was so frightened that she thought it was a ghost or god appearing, and she was muttering nonsense like asking for Buddha's blessing. However, Yue Qingning woke up in the embarrassment of almost suffocating her breath.
The man followed them just to humiliate the women, and of the two, she, a daughter of an official family raised in luxury, was naturally more tempting.
She looked down the mountain helplessly. There was not even a shadow of a figure there, and she felt even more hopeless. Her mind was in a mess, but she pulled out the silver hairpin on her head out of her survival instinct and put it into Qingzhu's hand. She pinched her shoulder and told her to calm down.
"When I run out, he'll definitely come after me. When he hugs me, use this hairpin to stab the side of his neck. Remember! Stab it hard. Sister Teng said the neck vein is fragile. If you can make him bleed, we still have a chance of survival!"
Qingzhu had no idea what her young lady was saying. She only heard her young lady asking her to run out and lure the man out. She immediately burst into tears, her whole face wrinkled with nervousness.
"No! What if something happens to you? I'll lead him away, and you can just run down the mountain and find someone to rescue me."
Yue Qingning was worried by her crying. Not to mention whether she could lead the bad guys away by running away, it was really hard to tell who it was in such a sudden downpour. If she really left Qingzhu alone and escaped, it was hard to say whether she would see her alive when she came back. In any case, the bad guys would definitely not let go of the person who stayed behind.
"Don't cry! Now is not the time for you and me to refuse. I'm dressed more luxuriously than you, and the bad guys will definitely not let me go. This is the only way to save both of us. Will you listen to me?"
The unpredictable weather in summer is the most unpredictable. Yue Qingning looked up at the sky with a gap in it, silently reciting Que Ming in her heart, which seemed to give her a little strength invisibly.
She stepped out into the rain, not caring that she was soaked all over, and ran desperately down the mountain in panic.
The stone steps, wetted by the heavy rain, were even slipperier than usual. She was so panicked that she didn't know the way to go. After going down thirty or forty steps, she twisted her foot and rolled down the steps.
Fortunately, there was a platform every sixty steps for pedestrians to rest. Yue Qingning rolled on the platform and fell so hard that every part of his body was in pain.
The sound was slowly getting closer in the rain. She gasped for a long time and raised her head in the heavy rain. The raindrops made it almost impossible for her to open her eyes, but she would never forget the hideous face that appeared in front of her.
He looked like a bandit, with a long and narrow wound from his ear to his right eyebrow, dividing his face into two parts.
The upper half of her face barely resembled a human figure, but the lower half showed a mouthful of yellow teeth and a face full of flesh, like a butcher who had been killing animals all year round. He reached out and touched her chin.
Yue Qingning dodged his touch abruptly, frightened out of her wits. She looked behind him again, but didn't see Qingzhu following her as planned. Her face turned pale and she was filled with grief. She thought she might as well die at the thought of being insulted by such a thug.
He reached out and took out the tortoise-shell comb hidden in his hair, knocking it to the ground, revealing its pointed corners.
The villain saw that this little girl had such courage, and looked at her loose black hair stuck to her body by the rain, glaring at him like a water monster, and her pride made him want to break him.
He could no longer hide his greed, so he grabbed Miao Niang's slender legs and pulled her under him.
"Don't struggle. After today, you still have a good life ahead of you, my beauty. It won't be like me living on the edge of a knife. What if you hurt yourself?"
As he spoke, he pressed down on her slender wrist and tried to snatch the fragments from her hand. Yue Qingning screamed and angrily told him to get out.
Instead of getting angry, the man praised her cry as wonderful. He snatched the thing in her hand and threw it on the ground. Seeing her sad cry, he became even more interested and bent down to pick her up by the waist.
"Go to hell, you evil man!"
The half-palm-long silver hairpin suddenly penetrated halfway, but it did not pierce the side of his neck, but instead pierced his back.
Yue Qingning felt a chill in his heart, thinking that he could not escape this time. Seeing that he was furious and was about to grab Qingzhu, he quickly hooked his sleeve to prevent him from turning back. At this moment, Qingzhu desperately took out the things on his body and hit him in the face.
The two men's random grabbing back and forth actually had some effect, beating the villain until his face was covered in blood.
He probably didn't expect that these two delicate and weak people could be so capable. He threw Qingzhu away in anger, pulled out the hairpin stuck in his back with his hands behind his back, and was about to teach the struggling girl under him a lesson.
Yue Qingning was unable to open her eyes due to the drenching rain, and in a daze she only saw him taking something and hitting her face hard.
It was too late to say anything at this moment. She didn't even have time to imagine how she would live her life after her face was ruined. She hurriedly grabbed her hands and almost subconsciously covered her head.
However, the expected pain did not come as expected, and the continuous rain on my face stopped.
She opened her eyes and could only see the man running towards her, his chest trembling.
Before he had time to think, Que Ming suddenly jumped up, snatched the silver hairpin that was tightly held in his palm, and stabbed it into the villain's right eye.
A scream and blood splattered in the air, soaking her eyes. Yue Qingning turned her head to avoid it, but could not help but look back at the muffled sound.
The villain was begging for mercy at first, but he soon stopped.
Only two steps away, Que Ming smashed his fists into the man's face like a madman, over and over again, and there was a horror and madness in his eyes that she had never seen before.
The bloodstains on the ground were like cinnabar staining a painting, and both she and Que Ming had changed in this painting.
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