Chapter 42 Three, reality

"Don't go yet." Jun Wuyi's chest rose and fell, and the order in his deep voice also had a different kind of hoarseness. "I...I heard..." Jun Xiangyue was so anxious that she burst into tears: "Being given an aphrodisiac can't...can't...will hurt the body." "..." There has never been so much mist in Jun Wuyi's eyes, as if the tide of emotion is like water and mist, and it is full of people: "...what do you want...what do you want me to do with you?" Die Sheng's question was full of indulgence and bitterness. "Imperial concubine——" Eunuch Gui's drake voice came again in the rain, and a flash of lightning flashed across Jun Xiangyue's mind. She woke up from the momentary trance, and suddenly withdrew her hand like a burn.

This is a conspiracy, and it was a conspiracy designed by someone from the beginning to the end! ——After living in the harem for many years, no matter how innocent her mind is, there are gaps in her plans.From being held hostage to Jun Wuyi's appearance, to being rescued too smoothly, the assassin's target may not have been the emperor, but her! "Brother... we can't fall into the trap... I'll find someone to save you!" Jun Xiangyue stood up in panic: "The emperor's people have arrived, and there are all kinds of antidote in the palace!" She said here His face turned red, and he seemed to be hesitating whether to say it or not, and went to find the "antidote".

Jun Wuxin finally let go, the confrontation with the medicine exhausted all his strength, his wrist was still gushing blood, he couldn't speak anymore, he just nodded. Listening to her footsteps of getting up and leaving in a hurry, when he was relieved, there was a faint sense of disappointment that even he dared not admit - when his hands pushed her away with decisive reason, was his heart as firm as iron? The night is splashed with ink, and the wind and rain are like darkness.Countless pictures rotate in front of Jun Wuyi's eyes, and the memories engraved in the carved beams and painted pillars of the old childhood house have all become tortures... Her sweet smile, her sleeves and ink lightly describe lovesickness, her playing the qin and singing softly, these memories stand in front of him In the initial background of life, it is like the wound that was first opened in Hongmeng Tiandi. Even if there is mud and sand, it cannot be washed away by the torrent of time.

Love becomes bitter, and the fangs of memory are bloody.But that bit of warmth is like the sand in the clam shell, repeated pain becomes the mellow painstaking efforts of pearls, and you have to smile when it hurts. The footsteps got farther and farther away, Jun Wuyi's body was scorching hot, even the icy cold rain couldn't extinguish the flames that scorched him ruthlessly, his consciousness gradually fell into the deep darkness amidst the resistance with a splitting headache. Jun Xiangyue didn't know how far she ran, as if she was desperately trying to escape the conspiracy and fate in the heavy rain, and moreover, she wanted to escape the hesitation that touched her heartstrings and hurt her apex!

Nervousness, rushing, and fear made her feet weak—when she couldn't recognize the direction, suddenly, a voice shouted: "Sister Jun!" Ye Fangting ran over with an umbrella in one hand: "The people sent by the palace are in the south." She looked around: "Where is my general?" "He...is in the woods." Jun Xiangyue's eyes flashed a trace of uneasiness: "I was just about to find someone to save him." Ye Fangting's eyes widened, and he immediately put away his playful smile. Seeing that Ye Fangting was about to rush into the woods without saying a word, Jun Xiangyue grabbed her and said, "You...you can't go!"

"Why can't I go!" Ye Fangting slapped her hand away angrily: "How can you leave General Jun alone!" "Fang Ting... really can't go...you are a girl...will..." Jun Xiangyue burst into tears again: "You are naive and simple, I don't know that a man who has been drugged will--" She suddenly covered her mouth Keep your mouth shut. Ye Fangting was stunned for a moment, and pushed the umbrella into her hand: "Shut up! What kind of person is General Jun? He would rather bite off his own tongue than force and bully girls!" Lightning illuminated the night like day, deep in the woods, shadowy, and mountains like monuments.

"General Jun!" Ye Fangting finally found Jun Wuyi who was in a coma, threw away the umbrella that was in the way, and helped the person who fell in the rain, his tentacles were hot, he was so tall in the past that everyone relied on him, now Mount Tai collapsed Destroyed, the rain is slanting and the wind is rushing—— Ye Fangting, who was not afraid of anything, was also a little at a loss. He hurriedly shook out a lot of bottles from his bag, and took out a big night pearl to illuminate: "General... look at how smart I am, Miss - I can sleep well at home. Well, Wei Mao came to my father in the middle of the night, and I knew something was wrong. He said that you took Huagong powder, and I didn't know which antidote was Huagong powder, so I treated my father's usual bruises. All the antidotes are brought..."

What she said to herself was extremely funny, but the smile on her face was uglier than crying. Hearing Jun Wuyi's painful and rapid breathing in a coma, and feeling the mellow aroma of wine on his body, suddenly, burning fingers unconsciously clasped her arm, as if a thirsty person in the desert wanted to take a breath of coolness.Ye Fangting swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "Uh..." The pearly light is soft, his handsome collarbone can be vaguely seen under the drenched white clothes, and his forbearing expression is full of childish innocence and burning pain... She turned her head quickly, and quickly flipped through the bottles: "My father, that old pervert married Aunt Sanfang, there might be an aphrodisiac antidote in his regular bruise medicine..."

She had thrown most of the bottles and cans away, and Ye Fangting's expression became more and more depressed. "No", "Neither", "Not yet"... After countless angrily throwing bottles, there was suddenly a cheer: "It's this one!" It was a big medicine bottle, Ye Fangting carefully looked at the medicine instructions on it with Ye Mingzhu, his exquisite face turned red immediately. She quickly poured out one and stuffed it into Jun Wuyi's mouth. When she moved her lips and teeth, it turned out to be wet blood—Jun Wuyi really bit her tongue.

"General Jun! General Jun!" Ye Fangting shook Jun Wuyi vigorously, but he let her shake like a hot puppet. Ye Fangting looked anxiously at the big pill, and suddenly closed his eyes and said: "Heaven The fairy father-in-law also saw it, and I am here to save people, not to take advantage of them—no...no, it’s the eldest lady who has taken advantage of me! If I don’t go to hell, who will go to hell? Amitabha.” She clasped her hands together and finished speaking to the fairy father-in-law without sincerity, and hurriedly stuffed the pill into her mouth, held Jun Wuyi's head up, and when the tip of her nose touched the tip of her nose, Ye Fangting's big eyes looked around, and finally made sure that nothing but Fairy father-in-law, no one saw this scene——

Finally, he gritted his teeth and closed his eyes and leaned over. When his lips touched, Ye Fangting couldn't help but open his eyes again, making sure that there would be no one in this ghostly night of heavy rain... "Hurry up." A flat voice came to mind. "Wow!" Ye Fangting was so frightened that the medicine fell out of his mouth, and the fairy father-in-law appeared!Looking up frantically, she saw - Su Changshan standing gracefully in the rain, holding the umbrella she discarded. "...Stinky Sutong, when did you come here!" Ye Fangting's head was full of black lines, thinking that the situation just now had been seen, Miss Ye even had the urge to kill someone! "I just came here," Su Changshan squatted down holding an umbrella, "I wanted to see how long you messed up—" He said helplessly, "If you continue to torment like this, Jun Wuyi will still offend you. Bring the antidote." "You—want to feed my general?" Ye Fangting vigilantly held the antidote bottle, hesitating whether to give it to him. Su Changshan raised his eyebrows unceremoniously. Ye Fangting choked on his own saliva with a "poof-" and was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped, his hand was suddenly empty, and the antidote was already in Su Changshan's hands. "Hey!" Ye Fangting protested loudly—— I saw that Su Changshan quickly poured out a medicine, stuffed it into Jun Wuyi's mouth, and touched a few acupuncture points on him, Jun Wuyi's throat moved, and the medicine slid down. Suddenly, Ye Fangting only felt his sleeve being caught by something, and there was a sound of cloth being torn. I saw that Su Changshan withdrew his hand as a matter of course, and tightly bound Jun Wuyi's wrist with the cloth just now. "Hey! You... why are you tearing my clothes?" Ye Fangting protested loudly. "Oh," Su Changshan said without raising his head, "your clothes are cheap." The effect of the medicine gradually came into play, Jun Wuyi's aura slowly calmed down, the flush on his cheeks faded, and turned into Yushi's childish paleness.Su Changshan picked him up and said to Ye Fanging, "Open an umbrella." "Do you have the demeanor of a gentleman~" Ye Fangting glared at him: "You are a big man, let girls hold umbrellas!" "Why don't we change it?" Su Changshan turned his head seriously. Ye Fangting looked at the person being hugged by Su Changshan, weighed his own strength, and his face was black again, but fortunately, the night was darker than her face. "Wait for me..." Ye Fangting trotted to catch up, but unexpectedly bumped his head against Su Changshan's back! "Woo! Why did you stop suddenly—" Ye Fangting rubbed his sore nose and raised his head in surprise.Only a few feet away, the three Taoists stood like spears in the rainstorm. The dazzling silver spear suddenly blocked the way: "Our Highness invites you, General." "Tell Ashina Yongyi—" Su Changshan said flatly, his voice was obviously not loud, but in the heavy rain, there was a kind of sharp clarity like a knife: "His methods of recruiting people are neither bright nor clever." "Leave the person." The other party raised the silver gun in his hand. Su Changshan walked straight forward, and the rainstorm and wind passed by the hem of his clothes, but there was no splash of water under his feet, and the aura of several silver shadows became visibly tense. A flash of lightning flashed across the sky—the moment they saw each other's face clearly, one of them suddenly lightened his hand, and Su Changshan had snatched his gun!Su Changshan easily succeeded in one move, and he raised his gun and stabbed at the opponent! "Bahuang! Be careful——" This shot directly pierced the opponent's heart without fancy, breaking through the rain and blowing the wind! His companion raised his gun to block it, but the momentum of Su Changshan's gun suddenly changed in the air. Before they could react - the gun was already in front of the neck of the young man who spoke just now. "Kyushu!" Only an exclamation was heard. "I didn't know that the Turkic Fourteenth Silver Shadow Cavalry, who dominated the north, would be so vulnerable." Su Changshan said kindly. As he spoke, his hand tightened, and the boy was immediately pressed by the gun and couldn't breathe. As soon as he finished speaking, the restrained boy suddenly bent his elbow towards Su Changshan's chest and abdomen with all his strength, and at this moment, his hand moved—— In an instant, he had stabbed Su Changshan twelve times. The marksmanship was so tight and fast that even the rainstorm couldn't penetrate a single bit! Su Changshan didn't seem to have the upper hand, the silver spear brushed against his side several times and stabbed him. Between lightning and thunder, finally, a shot passed through the rain curtain, and the sharp edge of the black iron fell into the rainwater—— Su Changshan turned his back to them, holding three spears in his hands. Gently brushing off the slanted rain on his sleeves, Su Changshan threw the three guns heavily into the rain, splashing the cold rain: "I don't have time to kill people tonight." Ye Fangting, who hid behind the tree and protected himself very well, poked his head out, made sure there was no danger, and ran over with an umbrella while smiling: "Go, go, go back and sleep well, I'm so sleepy~" Inside the General's Mansion, the lights were flickering. "Put it on." Su Changshan threw a pile of dry clothes to Ye Fangting: "By the way, I will also change it for Jun Wuyi." "Why should I change it?" Ye Fangting protested. "Or you go to grab the medicine?" Su Changshan said kindly.The eldest lady, who can't even tell the difference between angelica and Tianma, has black lines again. Seeing that the door was closed, Ye Fangting blushed and hesitated again and again, and finally slowly untied Jun Wuyi's drenched white clothes, suddenly, she was taken aback. On Yushi's white chest, there are old and new wounds vertically and horizontally—the deep ones are new wounds, the shallow ones are old wounds, the long and narrow sword wounds, and the hideous scabs.Jun Wuyi has been on the battlefield since he was thirteen years old, how many injuries have he suffered in ten years? In the burning candlelight, there is no calmness like a mountain that is unmoved by wind and rain, nor is there elegance and elegance standing with hands behind their backs, only these deep and shallow scars. Ye Fangting suddenly couldn't bear to look any longer, took off his wet clothes, brushed his dripping wet hair, and put on his dry clothes. The door creaked, and Su Changshan came in with the ointment. Ye Fangting frowned and asked: "General Jun asked someone to bring a message to my father, did he expect something to happen tonight?" Cleanly wiped the hemostatic medicine on the wound on Jun Wuyi's wrist, Su Changshan threw the remaining medicine and cotton cloth on the table: "Nothing will happen tonight." "Huh?" Ye Fangting's eyes widened. "When a person is busy with internal strife, he has no time to cause trouble." Su Changshan said leisurely. "You mean—" Ye Fangting asked suspiciously, "Turkic people will fight among themselves?" When Su Changshan fought against the Fourteenth Silver Shadow Cavalry in the rain, the sentence "The Turkic Fourteenth Silver Shadow Cavalry who dominates the north will be so vulnerable" is really not like Su Lang's style. Although Su Changshan is confident, his demeanor is just right. Never exalt yourself at the expense of others' self-esteem. "Are you provoking them?" Ye Fangting blinked. Su Changshan applied the ointment to the bruise on Jun Wuwu's forehead: "The Turks don't fight among themselves, but that doesn't mean they and their allies won't fight among themselves." Ye Fangting looked bewildered, apparently not understanding what he meant. "All the coincidences in the world have some kind of inevitability." Su Changshan rubbed Jun Wuyi's forehead lightly: "What the country fears most is neither internal nor external troubles, but internal and external troubles that happen to happen at the same time. I'm afraid this is also Jun Wuyi's forehead. Most worrying." "You mean—the Turks colluded with the forces in the court?" Ye Fangting's mind turned around. Su Changshan glanced at her approvingly. "The Turkic people got the general Jun drunk, and the Sui people should assassinate in the palace, and they should cooperate inside and outside, and then take advantage of the chaos to make trouble!" Ye Fangting opened his eyes wide: "That's why General Jun asked my father to take advantage of the weakest defense in the southeast city. Increase your troops!" "Ashina Yongyi is so famous, he is actually a villain, even using aphrodisiac tricks." Ye Fangting wrinkled his nose angrily. "I didn't say that the aphrodisiac matter was arranged by Ashina Yongyi." Su Changshan walked to another big bed and lay down comfortably. Ye Fangting stared at him dumbfounded: "What... are you doing?" "Sleep." Su Changshan yawned and said, "I've been tossing around half the night, of course I'm sleeping. There's a room next door, you can do what you want." "You!" Ye Fangting stamped his feet. "If you don't want to avoid being suspected of being a man and a woman, it's fine to make a floor berth here." Su Changshan said generously. "Stinky Sutong!" Ye Fangting was so angry that he picked up the candlestick on the table and was about to smash it at it. Thinking that it didn't matter if the evil Su Changshirt was burned, it would cause a fire in the general's mansion and hurt innocent people, so he could only put down the poor candlestick, jumped up and pointed at it. Su Changshan said: "Don't sleep! My general's injury..." "The wounds are all healed." Su Changshan said helplessly. "But—" Ye Fangting still glanced at Jun Wuyi, who was deeply asleep. "Physical exhaustion, no panacea, it's better to let him sleep well." Su Changshan seemed to see through her mind. Seeing Su Changshan lazily closing his eyes, Ye Fangting hurriedly said: "Then you just said that Ashina Yongyi didn't do it?..." "If Ashina Yongyi has made a complete plan, there is no need to do anything extra." Su Changshan shook his head: "It is unlikely that they will come to kill people, but the possibility of them to save people is not small." "Then, you still threaten them like that—" Ye Fangting was at a loss. "I hate two kinds of people all my life." Su Changshan yawned in a sleepy voice: "One is people who disturb my sleep, and the other is people who force people to drink." Ye Fangting smiled and pushed him: "...you humiliated Ashina Yongyi's subordinates, and made him take the blame, and angered him—even if he was not angry, he was wary of his allies; Let them know that there are capable people in the Sui Dynasty, and they dare not act rashly. Isn't it?" Su Changshan lazily turned over. Coincidentally, Ye Fangting only pushed into the air. Glancing at the hateful boy who refused to be bullied even while sleeping, Ye Fangting could only ask in frustration: "Then what shall we do next? Where do we start to investigate—" Su Changshan threw two words to her in a sleepy voice: "Zhuo Yun."