For the first time, Shao Qing felt strongly that people really can have aura. Even though he was in such a miserable state, Wei Jing carried an indescribable sense of oppression. There were many villains in Hongyu Pavilion, and the area within a foot to his left was still a vacuum zone.
He is a very handsome young man with thick, long black eyebrows, a hanging nose, and thick, long, slightly upturned eyeliner. But his closed eyes and slightly pursed lips revealed a kind of cold indifference that kept people at a distance.
Shao Qing thought it was normal. Anyone would be cynical. She paused and called softly, "Husband?"
This is a common title that women use to address their husbands nowadays, but she was mentally prepared enough to call it out so casually. Unfortunately, no one is buying it.
Wei Jing didn't move. The strong wind blew up a strand of his hair that hung on the side of his face. He ignored it. The only sound that could be heard in the quiet pavilion was the "rustling" rain.
In the pavilion, the escorts holding knives were staring at this place. Shao Qing felt a lot of pressure. She gritted her teeth and whispered, "Husband? Eat something. You haven't eaten anything in the past two days?"
She simply reached out her hand, intending to gently tug on his sleeve, but as soon as her hand touched it, the person opposite her suddenly opened his eyes.
hiss! How to describe this person's eyes?
It was very cold and icy, and beneath the three feet of ice there was a deep sense of vigilance, as if the wolf king had just been betrayed by the wolf pack. Although he had survived temporarily after a fight, he was now seriously injured and wandering alone on the grassland. He was ferocious and vicious, and had a strong hostility towards any creature that approached him, ready to pounce on it and tear it to pieces at any time.
Shao Qing's heart was pounding as he seemed to smell blood at the tip of his nose. The skin on his back seemed to be able to feel the power, and his hairs stood up one by one.
She hesitated for a moment. Was it right or wrong to place her greatest hope on such a dangerous person?
But she had no better way to go, Shao Qing immediately suppressed this feeling, and tore off a small piece of steamed bun and put it to his mouth, "Eat a little bit? How can you have the strength if you don't eat?"
She said this sincerely, after all, she placed all her hopes of escaping on the other party.
Wei Jing still didn't move, staring at her indifferently, ignoring the small piece of steamed bun beside his mouth.
One of them didn't even move his pupils, and the other was waiting there with the steamed bun in his hand. Amid the sound of the pouring rain, the atmosphere was extremely awkward.
Shao Qing was neither going forward nor retreating, her mind racing, so she could only bite the bullet and add softly, "Husband, please don't be like this."
She tried to think about her current miserable situation, with no way to heaven or hell, and she felt uncomfortable. She whispered, "You are always causing pain to your loved ones."
When loved ones are in pain, enemies are happy!
Think about your hypocritical father who deceived you for twenty years! Think about your mother and brother who have passed away! Think about the Concubine Li and her son who are now high and mighty!
Wei Jing's breathing immediately became heavier. Shao Qing lowered his eyes and saw that his two slender hands, which were locked in heavy shackles, suddenly clenched, and the veins on their hands were exposed.
His breathing immediately resumed, and his clenched fists were hidden under his robe and shackles. Except for Shao Qing, no one noticed this instantaneous change.
However, he pursed his thin lips slightly and ate the small piece of steamed bun beside his mouth.
Shao Qing was overjoyed.
She tore the steamed bun into pieces one by one and fed them all to Wei Jing. Finally, she picked up the broken pottery bowl on the ground, avoiding the side with the large and small cracks, and carefully placed it against his lips.
He glanced at her and drank it too.
This ceramic bowl is very small and has a gap in it, so it can only hold two sips of water. Shao Qing held the bowl again, moved to the outside of the pavilion, reached out and took another bowl.
Wei Jing drank silently as usual, and when he was done, he shook his head imperceptibly.
This is not drinking.
Shao Qing readily followed the advice, put the broken bowl back into his small bag, and found a place to sit down.
The harvest had already reached her expectations, and too much is as bad as too little. She no longer contacted Wei Jing, but just wiped the water off her face and her wet sleeves and sat quietly.
However, she chose a position behind him, which neither attracted his attention nor made them seem closer without making any noise.
Wei Jing closed his eyes again and did not move. The knife-wielding escorts at the pavilion opposite did not have any doubts about the intimacy between the couple and did not take what had just happened to heart.
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The heavy rain came swiftly and went away quickly. In the afternoon, the scorching sun reappeared and the escorts immediately shouted and drove the group of convicts back on their way.
The heat rose, the air became stuffy and humid, the loess road underfoot was muddy from the heavy rain, and there were puddles of various sizes and depths everywhere.
Shao Qing felt dizzy again after having a high fever. Her blistered and broken feet were soaked in muddy water, which was extremely painful, but she still tried her best to walk with one foot deep and one foot shallow.
She always followed Wei Jing. When the escorts stopped to get water on the road, she would grab her small broken bowl and squeeze in. She first gulped down two bowls of water herself, then took more water and carefully handed it to him.
When it got dark and they stopped, she rushed to find a cleaner place, tidied it up a little, and then gently called Wei Jing over to bring him food and water. Although she almost never said a word, she was always very caring.
Wei Jing remained silent and cold, but at least he never rejected Shao Qing. She was no longer limited to sitting behind him. Once or twice, she would sit beside him. At night, she would curl up beside him.
Shao Qing felt that Wei Jing's progress was still good. If there was an opportunity to escape, he might be able to take advantage of it.
The biggest problem now is the key. She has no way to get close to the key of Captain Chen.
Captain Chen was more cautious than Shao Qing had expected. Whether he was retreating to solve physiological problems or sleeping at night, he would arrange five escorts to guard him. The key was tied firmly to his wrist with a rope and covered over his heart before he could sleep.
The escorts brought food and steamed buns and coarse cakes every day for daily consumption. Captain Chen never allowed any fugitives to approach him, and completely eliminated any way to steal food.
Shao Qing was a little anxious, but she tried to suppress it. She must not be impatient or panic, but stay calm, because opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared.
That evening, although it was a little earlier than usual, there were two post houses on the side of the road, so they did not have to sleep in the wilderness, so Captain Chen ordered the team to stop.
A bag of cold steamed pancakes from the morning was thrown over to him. Although Shao Qing was worried, he still grabbed a few immediately.
When she returned to Wei Jing, she couldn't help but secretly glance at Captain Chen.
The other party stood with his hands on his hips seven or eight steps away, staring at a group of fugitives who were getting food with a stern face. The escorts surrounded them, guarding them from top to bottom, for fear that someone would take advantage of the chaos to cause trouble.
Shao Qing didn't dare to look any further, as her location was under strict surveillance. Her eyes briefly passed by the key bag on Captain Chen's waist and immediately retracted them.
"The biscuits are a little dry, drink some water to moisten them first."
Shao Qing sat down on the spot without breaking the bread. Instead, he picked up the ceramic bowl that had just been filled with water and tried to hand it to Wei Jing's lips.
"Go sit aside."
This was the first sentence Wei Jing said in a low, hoarse voice. He raised his chin slightly, asking Shao Qing not to sit directly opposite him. His eyes glanced at Captain Chen and passed by the small cloth bag that Shao Qing had just looked at.
His eyes were sharp and he scanned the surroundings calmly.
"oh oh."
Shao Qing was quite surprised that he actually spoke to her and even made some movements. She immediately raised herself up and moved to his left side.
When Wei Jing looked around, he just moved his eyes, but Shao Qing, who was very close, still noticed it. This unusual thing made her heart beat slightly faster, and she couldn't help but look back.
This posthouse was built halfway up a mountain. At a glance, you could see the winding loess path below. The undulating dark green remained unchanged. The damp mountain breeze blew, and instead of feeling cool, I felt sweaty.
The place where they were sitting was in the wind's way. Although there was a pillar for Wei Jing to lean on, it was really not that good. The only special thing about it is that Wei Jing chose it himself.
Shao Qing originally chose a pillar inside the pavilion that was sheltered from the wind, but he just sat there without saying a word. She was surprised, but didn't say anything and just let him do what he wanted.
All these subtle anomalies combined made Shao Qing feel uneasy, but when she looked back she didn't see anything unusual, so she had to ignore them.
She picked up the bowl again, let Wei Jing drink some water first, then broke off a small piece of cake and handed it to his lips.
Everything was the same as usual, except that he was tall, so Shao Qing had to lean forward to pass the cake to her from the side. As she just stood up and raised her hand, she suddenly saw Wei Jing's pupils shrink.
A silver-white cold light flashed and rushed towards him like lightning. Wei Jing's head suddenly turned to the side. With a dull "thump", a short arrow made of fine iron grazed his throat and pierced deeply into the wooden pavilion pillar behind him.
Everything happened as fast as lightning. An ordinary person like Shao Qing couldn't react at all. The tail of the arrow was still buzzing rapidly when a black figure leaped out from the dense forest, holding a sharp blade with a cold glow in his hand and piercing Wei Jing's heart.
Wei Jing had already stood up, and his movement was so big that he knocked Shao Qing to the ground. He had heavy iron shackles on his hands and feet, and a fine chain was tightly wrapped around his collarbones on both sides. He could not exert any strength in his upper body and moved slowly, but fortunately he was prepared and retreated directly behind the pavilion pillar, barely avoiding the fatal blow.
"Someone come quickly!! Assassin! There's an assassin!!"
Shao Qing finally understood why he asked her to sit on the left side. She ignored the pain and rolled on the ground with his force. After gaining some distance, she immediately screamed.
In fact, she didn't need to call out, a group of escorts had already drawn their swords and rushed over.
Shao Qing looked back and was shocked to see that there was not just one assassin in black but a group of thirty or forty of them.
Chen's captain was the fastest. He rushed over and slashed at the leader with his sword, forcing the latter to stop attacking Wei Jing and block with his side.
The black-clad killers and the escorts were fighting each other, the weapons clashed in chaos, blood splattered, and someone screamed and fell to the ground and died. Shao Qing's companions, including the elderly, the weak, women and children, screamed and ran in panic, fleeing into the mountains and forests.
She was delighted, as this was the perfect opportunity to escape.
Shao Qing immediately stood up and tried to flee with the crowd, but unexpectedly, at this moment, two assassins in black jumped into the group of criminals, raised their knives and started killing people.
This group of fugitives was also one of the targets of the killers. They were like wolves among a flock of sheep, killing them like chopping melons and vegetables. Blood splattered, and broken limbs and arms were seen. The sight was immediately filled with blood, and seven or eight corpses fell to the ground.
Shao Qing was forced to stop before he could even take a step.
what to do? !
Which is the best escape plan? !
Shao Qing's mind raced, but before she could stand up straight, a huge shadow fell over her head.
She didn't have time to think and jumped back immediately.
Captain Chen's blood splattered all over Shao Qing's head and face. His body fell heavily in front of her, and the dust flew everywhere.
key! !
Shao Qing kept watching Wei Jing out of the corner of his eye. Although the killers were very skilled, the escorts were more numerous and intercepted most of them. Only the leader was missed, who killed Captain Chen and turned around to attack him. He dodged around the pavilion pillars. Although it was dangerous, he could still hold on.
Shao Qing had already pounced on Captain Chen, snatched the key from his waist, and rushed towards Wei Jing with gritted teeth.
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