She fell out after crying at the wrong grave

All was chaos in an instant.

Suddenly, two teams of soldiers appeared from all around the palace, armed with powerful weapons, and surrounded Jin Feng and his men who were still feeling complacent.

Surrounded on three sides and with the imperial palace at his back, Jin Feng had no way to retreat.

"Okay, okay, it turns out you are playing a trick on me!"

Ah'ao didn't care about the distance. She hugged Hengzhi and let him lean on her as much as possible. She touched the dagger hidden in her clothes and looked vigilantly at the spearman who wanted to make a comeback.

Just now she had her back to him and was a little dazed when he hugged her, forgetting that she was still carrying the dagger that Hengzhi had given her.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be like this.

Even without the spear, the other party seemed to think that Ah'an was just a little girl, so he relaxed his vigilance and prepared to strangle her to death.

His every move was blocked by the carriage. Although Yuan Chengxin had ordered an attack, if they rode over and found him, he could strangle two women like this.

For hands that have practiced martial arts for many years, breaking a slender neck is easy.

But A'ao is not afraid.

"Little girl, you will die too!"

Ah'an stared at him with clear and even cold eyes until he placed his rough palm on her neck.

Having lost the ability to breathe, blood rushed to her head. Ah-yi felt like an inflated raft that was about to explode, with blood and flesh splattered everywhere.

She could feel her hands trembling, but she still clenched them tightly with all her strength, and taking advantage of the moment when he tried to get closer to her, she stabbed the dagger from bottom to top, into his heart.

The shackles on his neck fell off almost instantly. The spearman, who had fought all his life and was about to die, still opened his eyes wide in horror, unable to believe what he saw.

This was not the first time Ah-yi had used this position to kill someone. She was already very familiar with it and knew exactly where the heart was. Although the force was not strong enough to completely penetrate the heart, the blade had already pierced into the heart, and there was no chance of survival anyway.

"Cough cough cough cough cough..." Seeing the person fall down, Ah'ao couldn't help but cough violently.

Yuan Chengxin sensed it at the right time, staggered over, and stabbed the man with a knife without saying a word. This time, he was killed without a doubt.

The two sides soon started fighting, and only the place in front of the carriage where A'ao was holding Hengzhi was undisturbed.

The fall of a general in battle is not a reason for the army to stop fighting.

A'ao gave Yuan Chengxin an affirmative look. He said nothing and went to capture Jin Feng.

Hengzhi knelt on the ground exhausted. Ah'an supported him and tried to pull him up, but the fear that came over her belatedly was like a huge wave. She had no time to absorb the fear. She was shaking all over and had no strength at all.

Suddenly my eyes were filled with tears, which fell one by one like rain in broad daylight.

"Get up. I'll take you to treat your injury." Ah'ao spoke without even noticing that her voice was so choked up that she couldn't hear a single word.

Hengzhi struggled to prop himself up so that he could look at her.

There was a circle of bruises on Ah's neck. The redness on her face finally faded away, but because she cried too hard, her entire eye sockets turned red again and were swollen like ripe peaches.

He wanted to wipe her tears, but he was too weak because he had lost too much blood. His cold fingers could only stop at her shoulder and gently rub the bruise.

"Ah's cooking is great... Don't be afraid, I will definitely take you to Shuzhong to eat hot pot."

Even if your voice is unnaturally soft, you still have to say words to comfort her.

Because I've never seen her cry like this before.

Ah'ao couldn't utter a single word. Her tears fell even harder and she sobbed until she couldn't breathe.

Why is he still concerned about her sadness when his own life is in danger?

Why do this for her.

why.

But she couldn't say.

Now is not the time to be sad.

Ah-yi forced a smile that was uglier than crying, with tears streaming down her face and no time to wipe them away, and made a joke against her will, "Who's worried about you? The shop burned down, and I have nothing to hold your funeral. Can you hold on a little longer?"

The two of them took advantage of these few words to slow down, and Ah-yi lifted him up by avoiding the wounded parts. Swords and knives have no eyes, and it would be even more dangerous if they killed people in a fight, so they had to leave here immediately.

Heng Zhi almost vomited blood, but managed to squeeze out a few words, "I won't die."

"I know." She said softly, "It's just a foolproof plan. Don't worry, we have enough paper figurines at home. Even if you die, you will be the richest ghost."

Hengzhi wanted to say something, but he was too tired. His consciousness faded away little by little and he fell into chaos.

Therefore, he would not know how Ah'an dragged him around in the city full of corpses, searching for Gong Yangliang.

Fortunately, when there was still room for rescue, they saw Yunli coming out to lead the way.

There were no medicinal herbs in Chen's house, and the shops on the street were either smashed or burned, so there was no enough medicinal herbs. Gong Yangliang did not have to go to the battlefield, so he searched the city for usable medicinal herbs to treat the wounded.

As it happens, the first one happened just like that.

"Madam Cui, what happened?" Gong Yangliang saw her staggering and carrying someone, and immediately rushed over to help.

The spear was stuck in Hengzhi's neck, and Ah-yi didn't dare to pull it out rashly. Fortunately, the spear tip and the shaft were made of wood, and Chao Xu, who arrived later, used a knife to cut the wood on the spot, so Ah-yi successfully took the man away, but in a very awkward posture.

A'ao looked up and saw that the Shangshu Mansion was nearby.

Mrs. Cui was not in good health before and often needed to take medicine. There is a simple pharmacy in the mansion, so it should be able to be used. "Let's not waste any more time, let's go to the Shangshu Mansion!"

Gongyang Liang's medical skills were superb, and it was only this time that Ah'ao understood it clearly.

Together they brought Hengzhi to the room to lie on his side, and then Yunli went straight to look for the herbs and scissors Gongyang Liang had ordered.

"You hold him and put something in his mouth. I'm going to pull this thing out."

"Okay." A'ao nodded repeatedly, put her arms around Hengzhi's neck and hugged him, looking at Gongyang Liangban kneeling on the couch with sweat all over his head.

With such a sharp object, one must be quick and not hesitate when pulling it out of the body. Gong Yangliang held the cloth with the medicine in one hand and the tail of the spear in the other, gritted his teeth, and pulled it out violently.

Almost immediately, Gong Yangliang quickly blocked the wound with a cloth covered with medicine powder. Although the bleeding was heavy, it soon showed signs of stopping.

Hengzhi's body trembled violently in pain, and soon A'ao noticed that his thin inner clothes were completely soaked with cold sweat from the pain.

Even her clothes were soaked.

"Alright, go get the medicine I mentioned earlier to stop the bleeding. I'm afraid Yunli doesn't recognize all of them." Gong Yangliang heaved a sigh of relief and threw the bloody spear tip to the ground. "You're really a troublemaker. You've injured your general before you go into battle."

Although the injury looks serious, it is only an external injury. As long as the bleeding is stopped, he can be saved.

Gong Yangliang personally went to decoct the medicine, and instructed the patient to change the dressing and bandage the bleeding wound in time. He then stayed outside the house and did not come in to disturb the patient's rest.

A'ao changed his clothes and wiped his body. Only at this moment did he really relax. His legs went limp and he slid down to sit on the ground beside the couch.

so close.

If I hadn't met Gong Yangliang, I'm afraid that what I said as a joke would have come true.

Ah'ao didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but she still recited the words of Wuliang Tianzun several times in her heart to beg for mercy.

Hengzhi lay quietly, still lying on his side to prevent his wound from being touched.

Ah'ao rested her chin on the couch to support herself, and his eyebrows and eyes were right in front of her.

It was as if she was back in the little house in Dangshan. Ah'ao even counted in her mind how many times he had been lying unconscious in front of her.

God is so unfair.

In the silence, Ah-yi said softly, "I have only loved this one person, but I am unwilling to let him suffer less."

Shen Zhuo finally died. After she had cried for him vaguely at countless funerals, he finally died.

Today should have been the day of revenge, but Ah'ao couldn't be happy.

She felt a thousand times more miserable than when she learned that Shui Changdong had been burned to ashes. Her heart felt like it was blocked by Gong Yangliang's golden wound medicine, and it was so stuffy that it hurt her lungs.

Yunli cooked the soup, quietly opened the door, and brought it in while it was still hot.

It was almost dusk, and General Chao Xu had just sent someone to report that, except for Jin Feng who committed suicide, all of his followers had surrendered. The army had taken over the entire capital, and now the palace and the city were all dealing with the aftermath.

Thinking that Ah-yi hadn't eaten anything, he patted her shoulder and said, "My dear, eat something."

The ups and downs in one day were so great that Ah-yi was so tired that her eyes were sore. Her body had reached its limit, but she was still very clear-headed.

She hasn't eaten for almost two days.

"Okay." Ah'an forced a smile. Not wanting to reject Yunli's kindness, she propped herself up and walked to the table, intending to eat a few bites.

Looking after patients is a very hard and difficult job. In order to get through the night, I still have to force myself to eat something.

Yunli made a light chicken soup. Gongyang Liang had asked him to add some herbs that could replenish qi and blood, so it could barely be considered a medicinal meal.

She has great cooking skills, and when she opens the food box, the aroma quickly spreads.

As soon as Ah-yi smelled the aroma, her stomach began to churn. She forced herself to drink half a bowl, but couldn't hold it in any longer, so she rushed out, covering her lips.

This is the yard where she lived when she was young, and there is a fruit tree she planted herself.

Ah'ao knelt under the tree, not caring about her manners, and vomited violently.

Gong Yangliang had just prepared the medicine and was going to check on Hengqi's injuries. When he went out, he saw her like this and ran over to her, "What happened?"

I patted her back with my hands, but she vomited even more violently.

Yunli also ran out, holding a cup of water, and was very anxious. "I don't know. He just drank the chicken soup I made, and he vomited after drinking only half a bowl."

Gong Yangliang frowned and thought for a moment.

He placed his hand on her wrist, "You're not pregnant either."

Yunli: “Ah?”

Ah'ao supported herself on the ground. If she hadn't been in pain from vomiting, she really wanted to laugh.

After drinking two sips of the water Yunli handed over to him to rinse his mouth, he regained some strength and said, "What are you talking about? I just haven't eaten for a long time and I'm just sick of it."

The bruise on her neck was clearly marked by finger marks, and some parts were even purple.

Gong Yangliang looked at them and shook his head helplessly, "What a virtuous couple..."

(End of this chapter)