Chapter 18 Willow dark flowers are bright and tiger's mouth, put to death and live

Suddenly, a light flashed in my mind.

The rain-like black dots fell down the city. Someone was pierced by ten thousand arrows. Who was that? The river was dyed red. Someone fell into the river and pricked the needle desperately.

"Yu'er, what's wrong?" Qin Huang saw me clenched my hands tightly, and his nails were pinched into the palm of his hand. A drop of blood fell on the board of the boat and asked worriedly.

"Qin Huang..." As soon as my voice came out, my body suddenly became light, and I was caught by Qin Huang and jumped into the cabin.

"What's the matter?" I didn't have time to think about it. I heard the sound of tens of thousands of arrows being shot on the board outside.

The boatman outside had already fallen into the river.

Through the small window of the cabin, I saw that there were hundreds of archers and swordsmen on the shore. The arrows were on the string, and I only heard a shout: "Let the arrow!" It was the dense arrows that shot at us again.

Suddenly, I almost fell down, not because of fear, but because I recognized the man who ordered the arrow: "It turned out to be Leng Yue." I must remember him.

How could I forget that on the night of Anxiang's death, he grabbed me in the garden of Fengque Pavilion. If it hadn't been for his bad things about me, maybe I would have escaped from the Fengque Pavilion that time I left, and now I wouldn't be the same virtue now.

Wait, is it Ximenque who went out secretly? How did he know our whereabouts? It seems that I underestimated the eyeliner of Fengque Pavilion. Why did he use so many archers? Did he want to kill me?

There was no time to think about a series of questions. Suddenly, there was a burst of pain in his hand. It was Qin Huang who held my hand tightly and touched the wound left when he was clenched just now: "I'm ready. We must abandon the ship. This ship won't last long."

"Eh-huh, as soon as my voice came out, I was held by Qin Huang and jumped down the river with an arrow step.

Qin Huang's water quality is very good, but the master didn't let me go into the water since I was a child. He said it was for my own good. So I don't understand water at all.

As soon as I jumped into the water, I was filled with a lot of water. Just when I felt that I was about to drown, Qin Huang changed my breath in time. I didn't expect him to be able to breathe inside.

Suddenly, a picture flashed in my mind, the picture that has been appearing in my dream. The water is all red, and a little girl is struggling desperately in the water. Such a familiar scene. In an all-time moment, I was at a loss and was filled with several mouthfuls of water

. Suddenly, the cold lips felt warm again, and Qin Huang was cheering for me again, but the pictures in my dream still flashed in my mind, and it began to become clearer and clearer.

I don't know how long I have been swimming. When I feel that my life is about to end, I finally touch the river bank.

I took a big breath and spit out several mouthfuls of water. Qin Huang's snow-white hair was stained with water and stuck tightly to his clothes. He hugged me, and the water in his hair kept dripping on my face: "We're on the shore. It's okay."

I tried to squeeze out a smile at him, and then looked sideways at the archers on the other side without forgetting to sneer.

"Let's go!" Qin Huang helped me up.

At the moment when Qin Huang turned around, I suddenly felt that his steps were frozen in place. I suddenly looked up and saw two people who made me hate me very much, Mo Youchen and Ximenque.

"Where are you in a hurry to go?" Ximen Que said with a regal smile.

I tried my best to calm down the sudden astonishment of the previous moment: "What do you want?"

Ximenque suddenly began to laugh, and I could obviously feel the cold and dangerous atmosphere in his laughter.

Suddenly, there was a "bang" beside me, and Qin Huang fell to the ground heavily.

"Qin Huang..." I held his head in my arms in astonishment. At this time, I found that a sword was deeply inserted in Qin Huang's back.

When was the arrow hit, when was it on the boat, or when it was in the water? In order to save me from going ashore, he was silent all the time. I really hate why I didn't find out earlier.

My hand trembled and held the arrow deeply inserted in the back of the Qin Emperor. When the arrow was pulled out, I saw black blood flowing from the wound.

"Qin Huang, it's okay, Qin Huang." I don't know when my tears have been all over my eyes.

But Qin Huang didn't have a sound, not even a muffled hum when he drew the arrow just now.

"Yu'er..." Mo Youchen, who had never spoken, suddenly opened his mouth.

I didn't look up at the two of them. I tore off the corners of my underwear and bandaged Qin Huang: "Say it! What's the condition?"

Ximenque took the lead: "It seems that your medical skills are really good, and you can see at a glance that the arrow is poisonous. What do I want? Do you need to repeat it again?

"Ha ha!" I sneered, as insidious and arrogant as Ximenque. He openly assumed that I was a meticulous identity in front of Mo Youchen. Although he didn't say it clearly, Mo Youchen is not a fool. How can he not guess?

"I didn't expect that I would still have such important use value for the fourth prince." There was no expression on my face: "I thought you were going to get rid of me soon, the fourth prince."

"Hahaha..." Ximenque laughed again, but I couldn't see what he was covering up with a smile.

"Yu'er..." Mo Youchen squatted down and looked at me with a lonely face: "Go back to the palace with me!"

"Your Highness, aren't you going to sell me to the brothel? Why take me back?" There is incompared sadness in my sneer.

"Yue, it's not what you want."

I tidied up my messy hair for Qin Huang and never looked up at him again.

What does that look like?

Mo Youchen, don't you dare to say that Luo Xuan, a child just over six years old, will poison me. Isn't he instructed by you?

What else are you going to argue about?

I never thought that Anxiang and Luoxuan turned out to be the eyeliner you arranged in Fengque Pavilion. You even have to take advantage of a child. You are many times more vicious than Ximenque's human life.

Although I killed Anxiang, it was you who really killed her. If Simonque hadn't seen his identity, how could he have used me as an excuse to get rid of her?

I don't dare to think about it anymore. Too many conspiracies, too many traps. I was in a whirlpool one by one.

Suddenly, there was a sound of a flute in my ear. A tingling came from the chest, like tens of thousands of ants gnawing at my heart, and then spread all over my body. At the same time, I saw that Qin Huang's cold expression in his arms began to become ferocious. Although he was in a coma, he could still feel his heartbreaking pain.

Danfeng!

"Ximenque, you have also made a Danfeng on Qinhuang." I looked coldly at the man who was playing the flute.

Suddenly, the sound of the flute stopped: "I just improved it, but it's hundreds of times stronger than the poison on your body. You are heart-eating pain, he..." He suddenly sneered: "Eclipse...bone... pain"

"Despicable villain..." My voice is getting more and more vicious

"When did I say I was a gentleman?" His smile made me feel sick: "It's just a reminder of what to do and what not to do."

"Brother Que..." Mo Youchen shouted the arrogant Ximenque.

"Brother, this dragonque is worthy of the future queen. It's too hasty for you to give it to her so casually." Ximen Que took out Long Que from his arms and put it in front of Mo Youchen, and then looked at me with disdain.

"Why is Long Que in your hands?" Mo Youchen looked surprised.

"Ha ha, it's you who entrust someone to be unsooked. Someone doesn't pay attention to your heart and throws it away casually."

Mo Youchen wanted to get Longque back, but he was gently flashed by Ximenque, and then he tied Longque to Mo Youchen's waist with a smile: "Brother and mother sent you such a precious thing, you can't give it away with the tunnel."

A round between Mo Youchen and Ximenque has already passed. But I, a bystander, clearly see that Ximenque easily grasped sovereignty. I don't feel a coldness on my back. Ximenque is insidious, and no one can deal with it. He will easily play with you between applause.

And the prince in front of him is definitely not his brother's opponent.