564 It's a rip off. Can't you come a little later?

Go out!

Stay alive!

With this belief, Feng Qingchen gritted her teeth and persisted, constantly cheering herself up in her heart. When she was about to give up, she thought about the people waiting for her in the imperial city.

Climbing up step by step, looking at the valley top getting closer and closer, Feng Qingchen's steps became steadier. She, Feng Qingchen, must get out alive. She would never allow herself and Wang Jinling to die in this place in disgrace.

With every step forward, Feng Qingchen’s smile grew wider.

Feng Qingchen, hold on, you can do it.

Back then, she was able to overcome all kinds of difficulties and participate in the border troops' operations despite the chief of staff's hostility. Now, she can also take Wang Jinling out of the Taroko Canyon.

You know, she is much happier now than before. There are people waiting for her to return in the imperial city, and there are people in the imperial city who are worried about her safety. She also has responsibilities behind her, responsibilities other than work.

Back then, she was like duckweed, drifting with the flow, without relatives, friends, home, expectations or goals. At that time, she was not worried that no one would be sad for her after her death, so she was not afraid of death.

At that time, she always chose to do dangerous things, and things that others thought were impossible to accomplish. The more dangerous and difficult it was, the more interested she was. Otherwise, she would not have accepted the invitation from the special organization to stimulate her potential special abilities because she could not find anything interesting to do.

At that time, she had thoughts of escaping and seeking shelter, but more importantly, she could not live in a peaceful city. In a peaceful city, she was like a wandering soul, without ideals or motivation. Living in a city of steel and concrete, she couldn't even find someone to talk to.

I still remember that a classmate once envied her life, saying that she could do whatever she wanted, no one would interfere with her life, she didn’t have to bear the expectations of her family, she didn’t have to bear the burden of the family, she didn’t have to face nagging parents and annoying relatives, she was like a bird flying in the sky, free and unrestrained...

But who knew, she had been alone for too long, so long that she was afraid to be alone, afraid to sit alone in the house. She didn't want to, every time she returned home, there was nothing but cold walls.

She dreamed of having a mother who would nag her and a strict father. Even if their expectations conflicted with her own interests, she would be happy because at least she had a relative around her so that she would no longer be lonely.

She has everything she once dreamed of, except her deceased relatives. She has a home, a lover, friends, and the motivation to live.

When she returns, her home will be built and she can move back to Feng Mansion. The Ninth Prince is waiting for her, Lan Jiuqing is waiting for her, and she has responsibilities behind her. She has to take Wang Jinling back to the capital.

With the determination not to give up and the longing for future life in her heart, Feng Qingchen finally climbed up the canyon with Wang Jinling on her back.

"We're out." After putting Wang Jinling down, Feng Qingchen's legs went limp and he fell to the ground. He looked like he had just been fished out of the water. His whole body was soaked with sweat. His long hair was stuck to his cheeks. Beads of sweat dripped down his cheeks into the dust, and then disappeared...

"We're out." It was only a few hundred meters away, but to the two of them, it felt like a thousand miles. Only Wang Jinling knew how hard it was for Feng Qingchen to climb out of the canyon on her back. She had done what most women could not do.

Without a handkerchief, Wang Jinling raised his hand and used his sleeve to wipe the sweat off Feng Qingchen's face. Feng Qingchen smiled and refused: "No, it will dirty your clothes."

After saying that, he wiped it randomly. There was dust on his sleeves, and after this wipe, Feng Qingchen looked like a little cat, with a dirty face.

Wang Jinling did not remind him, but smiled and took his hand back. Seeing Feng Qingchen sticking out his tongue like a puppy, he asked, "Do you want some water?"

"Not now, let's drink it later." Feng Qingchen panted heavily and rested for a quarter of an hour before drinking the salt water he had prepared in advance.

"Okay, we can continue walking." Feng Qingchen sat up, picked up the hair stuck to his neck, and began to collect the rope hanging on the edge of the canyon. He half-knelt in front of Wang Jinling and motioned Wang Jinling to lie down.

Wang Jinling shook his head and smiled bitterly, then lay obediently on Feng Qingchen's back, his lips falling on Feng Qingchen's long hair, and a smell of sweat lingering in his nostrils.

Wang Jinling really disliked the smell of sweat, it made him feel dirty, but now he felt at ease when he smelled it. This was the smell of Feng Qingchen. Wang Jinling took a deep breath and remembered this smell.

Carrying Wang Jinling on his back, his body was inevitably affected in some way. The injuries on his inner thighs and soles of his feet, which had just healed, showed signs of being injured again. Feng Qingchen smiled bitterly and suppressed the groan of pain.

She had kept it a secret from Jin Ling for the past five days, not letting him know that she was injured, to prevent him from blaming himself. There was no point in failing now. Carrying Wang Jin Ling on her back, Feng Qingchen did not slow down. Half a day later, they had reached the exit of the canyon. They should be able to get out before dark. After walking for about two more days, they would be able to find the village. Once they got to the village, they would have the money to hire a car.

"It seems that the people from Xuanxiao Palace are not here." Feng Qingchen and Wang Jinling ate something and set off again. They had to go out before dark. If they met people from Xuanxiao Palace at night, it would be even more troublesome.

"I hope so." Wang Jinling was not too hopeful. He knew very well how domineering and eccentric the woman named Xuan Fei was. He could not figure out the other person with normal thinking. Maybe at this moment, she was watching the two of them in the dark, waiting for them to fall down so that she could hit them with one blow.

Fu Lin had a deep understanding of how eccentric Xuan Fei was. He had not slept for a whole day and night because of being chased by Xuan Fei and his gang. If this continued, he would be exhausted to death. Seeing the exit not far away, Fu Lin finally saw the dawn of victory.

Once out of the canyon, this group of people would not chase him anymore. He was familiar with the way out of the canyon, so he would not be fooled by others again.

Fu Lin took a deep breath and desperately ran out of the canyon. Xuan Fei behind him arrogantly ordered: "Catch that man and never let him go out. I will cut him into eight pieces and throw them down one by one for the eldest master to see. I don't believe that the eldest master's heart is made of blood, hum..."

"Yes, Miss."

The masters of Xuanxiao Palace don't care about Fu Lin's life or death. As long as their young lady is happy, anything is fine. So the man who is still running in front should just consider himself unlucky.

Oh my god!

Fu Lin really wanted to cry. Why did two people with similar faces act completely differently?

Feng Qingchen is generous and straightforward. Although he is a little cold, he is polite and sensible. The woman in front of him has a face similar to Feng Qingchen, but her behavior and personality are completely different from Feng Qingchen.

Fu Lin felt that the thing he regretted most in his life was meeting Feng Qingchen. If he hadn’t met Feng Qingchen, he wouldn’t have been so unlucky.

"Feng Qingchen?" Fu Lin looked up and saw a woman in strange clothes, running forward with someone on her back. He knew who the woman was without thinking.

Damn it. Why couldn't you do it later?

Feng Qingchen wanted to sew up Fu Lin's mouth, because Fu Lin's shouting exposed Feng Qingchen and Wang Jinling's whereabouts...

"It's the eldest young master. Hurry, chase them and don't let them get away. Humph... You little brat, you dare to lie to me? I told you that you know the eldest young master. How can someone who doesn't know the eldest young master come here at this time?" Xuan Fei rushed forward and was sure that the person being carried was Wang Jinling just by looking at his back. He looked very proud at the moment.

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