Chapter 1 Is Life or Death

Starting from the second part, Nono decided to use the third person.

Because of the previous first person, the line of sight will be much narrower, and the wild can't accept the "God's perspective"!

SO, forgive me,

I just want to make the story clearer!

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When the overwhelming darkness came,

Han You's mind, which had been dizzy, was suddenly sober. She clenched her teeth tightly to prevent the turbulent sweetness from spewing out.

She accurately calculated the direction of her fall. When her eyes closed, she fell into the grassland, and her cheeks were slightly sideways, and the uncontrollable fishy warmth of the corners of her lips were on the black skirt.

And Han You's next impression has to be called strange.

She could clearly feel that the arms held her up, and then the man's body suddenly stiffened.

At the same time, the emperor's uncle's voice sounded anxiously in front of him: "You, how is You?"

After a pause, Han You pressed against the vibration of his chest and listened to the low magnetic voice and replied, "Your Majesty, don't worry, the princess is just too tired."

"Is that so?"

"...reed."

Although she couldn't move, Han You couldn't help clapping her hands in her heart. Yan Zhi really lived up to expectations. Obviously, she had quietly explored her pulse at that moment and could still be so calm.

Fortunately, she didn't let the people who worried about her add another sadness. Han You thought it was gratifying to die.

But...death,

Is death like this? Although the whole body is unconscious, the mind can clearly see everything around it.

Is it because the black and white double evil spirit has not yet been enchanted?

At that time, Han You heard the urgent report from General Manager Qin. He said, "Tang, the Tang family led several cavalry battalions and thousands of guards, and on the contrary, went out of Beijing..."

"Bang..." With the sound of several overthrows,

"He was the first to act? Anyway, how many people did he take away?

"It seems to be tens of thousands, regardless..."

Tens of thousands of people! How did he take it away? Han You's heart was on fire in an instant.

"Where is Yan Yun?"

Someone "ploped" and knelt down, "The sinner failed to do his duty and supervise, and he really won't die!"

Supervision? Humph, go!" A token was thrown on the ground, and the gold and stones sympathed with each other.

Is it...

"Tiger charm? Your Majesty..."

"Go and take my personal guard to join Zhao Gan outside the city. He must be in a bitter battle at this moment."

"It turns out that you have already...honored it." There were no footsteps, but the door was closed, and there was one less person in the house.

"Except for Yan Zhi, wait and retreat."

"No."

"But, princess..." Han You heard Lan Ying and the others push away.

For a long time,

"Yanqing, can you believe it?"

Han You's body instantly followed Yan Zhi's fall, and he knelt on the ground: "I dare not speculate."

"Ha ha, in fact, believe it or not, so what?" With a wry smile, the emperor's uncle's breath came to him. He seemed to pat Yan Zhi on the shoulder: "Yanqing, I let you take you away, but on the other hand, I don't want her to get involved in this trouble, so I'm in a dilemma. Besides, I have to reserve my spare strength in case, just in case..."

Although there was no pain, Han You could also feel how tight he was at this moment, and his facial features were completely twisted against Yan Zhi's chest.

"I swear to heaven that I will never humiliate my life!" Word by word is sonorous and powerful.

"Good!" Han You's body rose again with Yan Zhi, and it was the emperor's uncle who helped him up: "Well, let's go now! I have prepared something. You take her on the road in a light car, don't disturb others.

Then, a cold hand pressed against Han You's cheek and slowly rubbed it.

She looks familiar with the appearance of that hand, with distinct bones, slender and slender. Due to holding the pen all year round, the index finger has a slight cocoon.

Countless times, it holds its young hand and teaches itself to learn calligraphy step by step;

countless times, it holds itself in its arms and gently comforts itself;

countless times, it took its own happy food and fed it to its lips; it also wiped its tears, it also combed its hair for itself, it...

However, today I was going to leave it, and the cold touch still remained on the side of my face. If I could still speak, I would have held it back and said ten thousand words of sorry.

However, I can't even frown.

Silent tears flowed in Han You's heart.

"Stupid girl, do you sleep so deeply?" The emperor's uncle choked: "Are you still fighting with your father? Don't be angry, how are you? Since then, I don't know how many years we have seen each other..."

"Your Majesty, I have come to write to the master that the wedding will be held as soon as I arrive. You can rest assured that I will treat her well." Yan Zhi's psychological quality is really extraordinary. Obviously, she is holding a corpse in her arms. Can she still swear to marry me like this?

"Okay, okay..."

Such a heavy sadness suddenly wrapped Han You, the door was pushed open, and the trembling word "good" was getting farther and farther away from her, but in her ears, it became clearer and clearer, with a loud voice.

Countless miles, there is a horse hissing ahead.

After several ups and downs, she knew that she had been carried on the horse by Yan Zhi.

He fixed Han You on his chest, put his hands under her armpits, and held the reins.

"Driving..." The body began to turbulent violently, and the wind rose sharply, and the horse ran quickly.

They seemed to pass through one palace door after another, but no one stopped them.

Where is he taking me? Han You didn't think that someone would travel thousands of miles with a corpse, but why hasn't the enchanted messenger appeared yet?

I'm thinking about it,

A once familiar voice, mixed with the sound of horses' hoofs, came from afar: "General Yan, how has it been?"

The horse under them hissed, and the hand controlling the reins stopped.

"The subordinate has met the marquis, and he hasn't visited him for a long time. Unfortunately, he has no time to talk about friendship at this time. After finishing his work, Youzhi will come to apologize with his family." Han You can feel the person behind him, his breath is stable and his tone is not slow.

"Oh? With your people? Isn't it the woman in your arms?"

"Yes."

"Ha ha, what a talented woman, but looking at me, why does she look like Ben Hou's daughter?"

"Marquis, although you and Ayou have the kindness of birth and raise, it is difficult to have a father and daughter. She has entered the royal ancestral temple."

"Youzhi's words are not good. Ayou is always surnamed Han. This time, she came to welcome her, but now there is a son-in-law, which is not bad!" When he said the word "Han", there was an obvious stress.

"That's it."

Han You was hugged and jumped off the horse. Yan Zhi took a few steps forward and seemed to walk to the Marquis of Ruyang: "I'm sorry, but Youzhi can't return to Zhao perfectly. Ayou has..."

Then, the other hand took Han You over, the hug that had not been snuggled for a long time, with a chill of alienation.

"Yan Zhi, you, what have you done to her... You..." The person holding her trembled all over, and his voice was unbelievable, shocked and even more sad...

At this time, even Han You began to doubt whether the cup of deadly medicine was given by others. Unfortunately, in fact, there was only one person who obeyed.

So, what is good singing and writing? It should be like this in front of you.

"Put him up!"

Han You heard the golden iron attack and heard the storm, but more flesh and blood were folded, and blood splashed...

In a few times, everything returned to calm, and several chaotic footsteps rushed over and crawled to the ground.

"Little damn, that Yanzhi is really too..." Several people kept kowtowed and plead guilty: "We have damaged dozens and failed to capture him, but he is also seriously injured and must have escaped not far away..."

The Marquis of Ruyang didn't say anything for a long time, but just pressed Han You to his chest fiercely. I don't know how long after, he suddenly howled. The scene of the famous Marquis of Ruyang was really sad, and those who saw it cried!

for a while. Weeping, lamenting endlessly, and the group of emotions surged...

Some people stood up and threatened to avenge me, and some people directly raised their blades and vowed to kill in Beijing for justice...

I think it's not difficult to guess how Dad will react, Han You said in his heart.

Sure enough,

"Han Qing will never forgive those who are presumptuous and dare not respect the emperor!" He said.

"But, marquis, your daughter was not harmed by... How can you bear it?"

"The one who harms my little girl, only the Yan Zhi thief, you can't talk nonsense!"

"Marquis... In recent years, that man has avoided your meritorious deeds. First, he weakened his military power, and then promoted the son of the Yan family to replace your marshal, forcing you all over the world to end up idle at home. You suppressed it. You can't bear to ask, looking at the three armies, who won't be wronged for you?"

There should be continuous harmony.

"Now, he hasn't even let go of your only daughter. It's really unbearable, marquis!"

"Yes, Marquis!"

"Marquis..."

"Pa..." The sound of wooden arrows breaking, the scene was quiet.

"Who dares to say another word, just like this!"

Ruyang Hou took care of Han You's forehead, like a truly heartbroken father. He picked her up tremblingly and got on a horse in front of him.

"You don't have to follow me and let Youyou stay alone for a while."