Chapter 425: Flying through the long night
Yu Wenjue kissed her so hard that if he hadn't hummed a word, he would have thought he was overcome by love.
He said: "I have lost all my inner strength."
Liang Han froze, staring at the tent above his head with wide eyes.
The thoughts in my mind have become a mess.
When I thought about Yu Wenjue becoming as helpless as Xiao Qianyi, endless fear filled my heart.
Yu Wenke must have tampered with the meal.
Recalling the long period of time from the dinner to just now, Yu Wenjue remained silent from beginning to end, showing no flaws at all, Liang Han felt incredible.
As long as he is seen in the martial arts arena, Yu Wenke will not give up.
What's more, isn't he afraid that he will act on Yu Wenke impulsively?
Then he can only die with her.
How dare you act like a normal person and tell her that it doesn’t matter if you lose.
At first, knowing that there was medicine in the tea, she poured a cup and he drank a cup.
Now, it's the same again, his life and death all depend on her thoughts...
Liang Huan hugged him tightly and bit him fiercely: "Madman."
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Yu Wenjue buried his head and chuckled, hugged her tightly and kept kissing her: "Don't be afraid, I will let them send you away first during the dinner."
Yes, as long as he is here That's enough.
After all, everything Yu Wenke did was to kill him.
Liang Huan's heart suddenly shrank, he pushed the man down with all his strength, turned over and pressed him up, lowered his head and kissed him while glaring at him.
“No, you said you can get along happily and grow old together, and you are not allowed to go back on your word.”
Yu Wenjue lay flat on his back and held her waist, letting her set fire everywhere and act recklessly, with a subtle light shining in his eyes.
"Okay."
Liang Huan's nose felt sour, she stopped and looked at him, gritting her teeth: "Do you agree to whether I want your life?"
Yu Wenjue looked at her with soft eyes and smiled quietly.
That year in Nanyuan, he said, no one in this world can kill me except you.
He had already given her body, mind, and life.
Liang Huan's eyes surged and she looked at him with a smile: "I only want your body and mind."
Yu Wenjue was startled, and his pale face suddenly turned red: "Okay. ”
Looking at the shadow of the person printed on the tent with a confused expression, he stretched out his hand to pull the person down, and put his lips against her ear.
“That’s what you said.”
Liang Huan was startled, thinking that he was really going to do it in front of them...
Unexpectedly, the next moment, he was hugging her whole body.
"The water is getting cold."
Liang Huan understood and kissed his lips before getting up from him. Yu Wenjue was stunned for a moment as something rolled into his stomach.
Liang Huan smiled and walked to the copper basin as if he didn't know it, and washed his hands with a wet towel.
After several scrubbings, the make-up of makeup was gone, revealing a fair and clean face, but it could only be considered delicate.
After she finished scrubbing, she helped Yu Wenjue cleanse his face.
After everything was sorted out, Liang Han looked over there and saw that the figure had disappeared.
Liang Huan lowered his eyes and smiled.
At this moment, a woman's pleasant voice sounded at the door.
"Concubine?"
It's Yun Ji, no, it should be said to be Feng Qingyue.
Not only did Feng Qingyue survive, she also became Yu Wenke’s concubine and confidant.
Liang Huan turned around and met Yu Wenjue's eyes, understanding.
There was a slight response from the other side, and Feng Qingyue led the people in. Unexpectedly, the two of them were still wearing their original clothes, and they couldn't help but be surprised.
How to go to a banquet like this?
Feng Qingyue asked: "Excuse me, Your Highness, is there anything inappropriate?"
Yu Wenjue pursed his lips and sat quietly, his face cold and clear, silent.
Feng Qingyue had no choice but to look at Liang Han.
Liang Huan smiled apologetically: "The incense on the clothes smells a little strange." Strange?
Feng Qingyue frowned and motioned to the maid to check.
When the two maids heard this, they went to get the clothes on the Yao plate with doubts. They only dared to carefully grab a corner, lowered their heads and smelled it.
In the blink of an eye, both of them fell to the ground without warning.
Feng Qingyue's expression changed, and she turned around to call someone. She felt a sharp pain and fell over, lying motionless on the ground.
Liang Huan knelt down, pulled out the silver needle and put it away.
Yu Wenjue only glanced at her with a deep look in his eyes before he stood up and walked to the door.
Liang Huan didn't notice it and took off Feng Qingyue's coat and put it on her body in case of emergency.
Yu Chiyuan suddenly leaned in, walked up to Feng Qingyue and was about to chop him down with his sword, but Yu Wenjue did not stop him.
Liang Huan quickly grabbed him with quick eyes and hands.
Yuchiyuan was puzzled: "Madam?"
Liang Huan looked at Yu Wenjue: "If she dies, Yu Wenke will make a fuss about it. It's good that we can escape unscathed today, and keep it." She is still useful."
With tacit approval, Yu Chiyuan put away his sword.
Qingzhu has been waiting outside for a long time, constantly looking at the soldiers patrolling the camp.
It was already dark, and it was time for the handover of guards.
Yu Chiyuan led the way, and Yu Wenjue held Liang Huan's hand tightly and followed behind.
Liang Huan's heart was raised high, and she looked back cautiously. At this time, Yu Wenke should be saluting Xiao Qianyi. If she never saw them, she would definitely send someone to look for them.
Compared with her anxiety, Yu Wenjue looked calm.
Until they successfully left the camp, Liang Huan still felt incredible.
She looked back at the camp where the fire was shining in the distance, then looked at Yu Wenjue, frowned, and stopped talking.
Yu Wenjue hugged her and smiled: "Xiao Jingnan."
Liang Huan understood and almost forgot that Xiao Jingnan was his.
On a secluded road, someone led a horse and walked towards him. When he came closer, he bowed and there was no unnecessary nonsense from beginning to end.
In the dark wilderness, only the sound of crickets in the grass and the panting of horses could be heard.
Yu Wenjue carried her onto the horse and then sat on it as well.
As soon as he sat firmly, the horse flew out like an arrow.
Liang Huan flashed and staggered. Yu Wenjue tightened his arms and held her firmly in his arms.
The night wind blew past, the hair on his forehead was blown back, and the sleeves on both sides were filled with coolness.
Liang Huan had never ridden a horse so fast before. It was like he and the horse were flying. His whole body was stiff and extremely nervous.
Yu Wenjue tightened his grip on the reins without saying a word, but the two of them were close to each other, and Liang Wen could clearly feel his muscles tightening and his body full of alertness.
Liang Huan was a little worried about pressing his wound.
She turned her face sideways and looked at him doubtfully: "Wouldn't it be faster for each of us to have a horse?"
Under the moonlight, the expression on Yu Wenjue's face was indescribably serious.
He lowered his head and explained briefly: "The military camp is not the most dangerous."
Liang Huan was startled, yes, in full view of the public, Yu Wenke couldn't do anything for no reason, with all kinds of provocations during the day The temptation was to force Yu Wenjue to take action first.
It's best if you can do it in the camp, but don't be afraid if you can't.
After all, if Yu Wenjue had been patient, at most he would have been safe in the camp, but it would have been hard to say on the way back.
Liang Huan's heart sank. The military camp was stationed in the wilderness with no cover and no obstacles around. Even if Yu Wenjue was prepared, he would be unable to defend himself.
If something unexpected happens, you can only admit that you are unlucky, and Yu Wenke cannot be blamed.
So, he just said in the tent that he would send her away first.
Thinking of the body of a man in black outside a wine shop in Yecheng, Jin.
And Zixiao'an...
Liang Han's voice was blown by the night wind.
“It’s not just because of Prince Xiao that we can get out of the camp so smoothly, right?”
Yu Wenjue was silent for a moment, and the corner of his lips brushed her cheek: “Are you afraid?”
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(End of this chapter)