Chapter 102 Chapter 45: Folded Lotus Injury Painting

Facing the lingling sword light, just as I was closing my eyes, suddenly a trace of familiar breath, through the wind, through the rain, through the wet clothes and trembling body, quietly rolled into my heart. "Ding", there was a light but fierce collision, and a white sword shadow suddenly rushed out, blocking the deadly sword light just a few inches from my chest. I opened my eyes, and it was Qingyao! Dongfang Qingyao's slender and worried eyes turned on my face, as if he felt relieved that I was fine, he turned around and fought with that person again, already shouting: "Who are you?"

The man didn't answer, he swiped his long sword and quickly attacked Dongfang Qingyao's vital point! Although he didn't say who he was, I had already expected it. The only one who wants to take my life now is the crown prince.He is from the Prince's Mansion! In the prince's mansion, the only master who can compete with Hegan Chengji is the swordsman Zhao Shizheng! Back then, Dongfang Qingyao joined forces with Su Xu, plus several guards, and had to rely on hidden weapons to attack Hegan Chengji, let alone only Dongfang Qingyao was dealing with Zhao Shizheng now? "Help!" I plucked up my courage, abandoned Dongfang Qingyao who was in danger, and continued to run to the house where Dunzhu and the others were staying, but unexpectedly collided with a person running fast in the dark night, and both of them fell to the ground under the heavy rain. muddy water.

That person was actually Rong Hua'er, she was wearing the same thin coat as me, except for an extra coat, but it was soaked by the rain, she was no better than me in a mess.She raised her head, found it was me, and shouted in horror: "Did you really have an accident? Qingyao suddenly jumped up from the bed, saying that it was true that he heard you calling for help, he, he could actually dream of it!" I was momentarily suffocated.And Rong Hua'er wiped her cheeks, but she couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears, then she got up and limped towards the direction of the fight where blades were faintly crisscrossing.

I stood up, pulled her as hard as I could, and shouted, "Second Sister, Second Sister, don't go, that person is powerful, let's call for help!" Rong Hua'er pushed me away, pushed me almost slipping, and ran away quickly, only choked words drifted over like rain in the pouring rain: "I will never be separated from him again! I will never see him again." He faces... death..." My heart suddenly seemed to be pinched by someone, and I felt a dull pain.I am not the one who loves Dongfang Qingyao the most, not in the past, not even now!Because I simply don't have the courage and determination to accompany him in life and death!

But I only hesitated for a moment, and immediately turned around and continued calling for help.Walking to the front of Dunzhu's house, a few figures came out from the room, they were Dunzhu, Renci and Gongpo.At last they heard my cry for help in the howling of the storm. Under the light of the lightning, they supported me and looked at me in horror for any injuries. I was almost speechless, I just pointed hard at the direction where I was fighting, my face was covered with tears and rain, and with great difficulty I managed to choke out a few words: "Quick... go save Qingyao!"

Dhondup and the others knew immediately that someone was invading, and rushed over quickly.My body was limp, and I was about to fall down. Renci, who was at the end, found out, turned around again, helped me up and said, "Miss, I'll take you back to your room to rest first." With a "slap", I slapped him across the face, and hissed, "Hurry up and save someone! Baima has already been killed by that person!" Renji's face immediately became horrific, and without a word he drew his waist knife and ran forward howling. I took a look at the room next door to Dunzhu and the others, where there lived several master nurses hired by my father with a lot of money.I ran forward a few steps, picked up a stone, and smashed it hard at the window.

Someone shouted in the dark, "Who?" I shouted hoarsely: "Get up, save people!" After I finished speaking, I also flew to the place where Qingyao was in danger.If they weren't dead, they would naturally come to rescue them. After all, my father hired them with a lot of money, and they used this moment. When reinforcements were called, I seemed to have gained some confidence, and I ran very swiftly.At this moment, a woman's scream was suddenly heard among the faint sounds of swordsmen, followed by Dongfang Qingyao's exclamation. I hurriedly rushed over, under the ferocious lightning, Dun Zhu and the other three surrounded Zhao Shizheng, fighting fiercely, but hearing that Baima was killed, inspired the fierceness in the Tubo warriors' nature, making moves to subdue the enemy without caring about themselves Bao, it's completely a desperate fight, even if he is as skilled as Zhao Shizheng, he is trapped and flustered for a while.

What terrified me was Rong Hua'er, her plain blouse was bright red, but she couldn't see where the injury was; Qingyao abandoned the sword aside, her wet hair was messily sticking to her forehead and cheeks. "Huaer! Huaer!" Dongfang Qingyao cried out in pain, one after another. I couldn't help but tremble, not because of the wind and rain in nature, but because of the sudden and painful fear in my heart. Another flash of lightning flashed, and I was squatting down, finally clearly seeing the long wound on Hua'er's chest, which was cut by the sword's edge, from the left chest to the right abdomen. "Qingyao! Qingyao!" As she struggled and called out, blood gushed out from the wound terribly, and was quickly washed away by the rain, spreading bright red all over her body.

Qingyao just hugged her tightly and said with tears, "Hua'er, I'm here, I'm here! Are you a fool? You don't know martial arts, but you dare to block a knife." "I'm afraid that something will happen to you, I'm afraid that something will happen to you again! Don't leave me! Don't leave me..." The bewildered voice gradually faded. Qingyao looked at Rong Hua'er's increasingly pale face in horror, and shouted: "I won't leave you, cheer up, cheer up!" And Hua'er only tightly grasped Qingyao's sleeve with her hand, closed her eyes to pant, and then loosened her hand weakly.

"Huaer! Huaer!" Dongfang Qingyao cried out in pain. I put my hand under her nose, but still felt a faint warm breath, and hurriedly shouted: "Hurry up and send her to the house to bandage, hurry up, Qingyao!" Dongfang Qingyao suddenly realized, left the fighting group, picked up the painting, and rushed to my room first. When I turned my head, I saw a staggered number of people coming and going. It was clear that those guards had already arrived. They should be able to keep Dunzhu waiting for nothing, and rushed into my room with Dongfang Qingyao. The room was dark and messy, Dongfang Qingyao shouted indiscriminately: "Hurry up, light up!"

I tried my best to calm down, felt the flint tremblingly, and lit a candle, only to see that Dongfang Qingyao had already put the painting on my bed, and unbuttoned his clothes for first aid.Taoyao and the two maids who were sleeping next door heard the movement and got up to check. Seeing the scene in the room, they were stunned. I shouted: "Go and help Second Young Master to save Second Miss!" Tao Yao waited and hurried over to help. But I didn't care about looking at the painting for now, I heard Baima's groan. "Baima! Baima!" I yelled, rushing to hug Baima who was in the dark corner in front of the window, only to feel that my feet and hands were all sticky and wet.Baima's blood has flowed like a river in my room.My Baima, already lying in a pool of blood, still opened her eyes, looking at me with surprise and joy, her voice was extremely gentle because of her weakness: "Miss, miss, are you okay? It's great !" I tried to wipe the tears and rain off my face, and went to inspect her wound.The wound was under the side, but not much blood gushed out.It was only because the sharp sword had cut some of her arteries, and after such a long delay, her blood had already drained dry. If in modern times, if the rescue can be performed in time, the bleeding can be stopped, and then the blood transfusion can be performed, it may not be impossible to die.Yes, but this is Datang!The Tang Dynasty more than 1,300 years ago! "Bai Ma!" I tried my best to cover her wound, only hoping that her life could be delayed for a moment. "Miss! Are you not angry with Baima?" Baima's complexion was as thin and pale as white paper, which made the eyes of the Tubo warriors big and bright, unusually big and bright, almost burning people. I cried: "Pema, why am I angry with you? I have never been angry with you." Bai Ma wept little by little, reached out to caress my cheek, and said: "Bai Ma is too dull, she has been following the lady in vain, and she doesn't know what the lady is thinking. I invited Mr. Dongfang, and seeing that the lady was very upset, I wanted to It took me half of the night to realize that the one Miss Miss likes is not Mr. Dongfang." I shook my head and said, "Silly Baima, I'm not a child, why do you have to worry so much?" A smile slowly flashed across Baima's pale face.That quiet white and gentle smile blooms like a lotus flower, which reminds me of her name Baima, which means lotus in Chinese.Her voice is also quiet and soft, as if in a dream: "I feel sorry for Miss, I am afraid that Miss will be unhappy for the rest of her life. Besides, our princess only cares about Miss, Miss is not happy, how can we be sorry for her? But, but, I have to rest assured if I am worried in the future, I only hope, I only hope that Mr. Hegan can be successfully rescued by the young lady, and he will treat the young lady wholeheartedly from now on, oh..." She said and sighed softly, trying to look up behind me.Behind me, in addition to Taoyao who was in tears, Dunzhu and three others had also rushed over, it seems that Zhao Shizheng was forced to retreat seeing our large number of people. Dunzhu squatted down, touched Baima's shoulder, and asked, "Baima, what do you want to say?" Baima shook his hand, and seemed to be struggling to speak: "You...Miss...I will rely on you...Advise her...Don't cry alone at night, I, I feel so bad..." Her unusually bright eyes flickered twice, then slowly closed, and her body sank. "Baima! Baima!" I knelt in Baima's blood, screaming, but the hands holding Baima's body became weaker and weaker, and through the eyes full of tears, all The scene of the scene began to double, and it seemed that the whole world was falling down. Before I collapsed in a daze, I heard the voices of Dunzhu and others hugging me and calling me, and I also heard Dongfang Qingyao's roar: "Come on, come on, please doctor save my painting!" I felt relieved, at least at that moment, Qingyao didn't notice me who fell down, but only thought of his painting, and admitted that Rong Hua'er was his, Dongfang Qingyao's painting.