Chapter 277

277 tied up

"I don't know how your sister Mingzhu is now..." the old princess sighed with a sad face, obviously worried about Xu Mingzhu. Glening has sent someone to meet Xu Mingzhu, but there is still no news until now.

"Sister Mingzhu's auspicious person has her own appearance, so grandma doesn't have to worry too much." Shen Qingru comforted. Even so, Xu Mingzhu was in the palace and didn't know whether she could be rescued. If it falls into the hands of Yan Rujia, and Yan Rujia threatens the Regent with Xu Mingzhu as a hostage, what should we do?

"My poor pearl, I said long ago that she shouldn't be allowed to enter the palace by her temper. If she has a long and short life, I don't want to live..." the old lady's most distressed thing is Xu Mingzhu, who was raised by herself. The old lady became very sad at the thought that Xu Mingzhu's life and death are unknown in the palace now. More than half a day has passed, and there is still no news from the people sent to meet. It seems that Xu Mingzhu is more or less bad.

Shen Qingru silently accompanies the old princess. She doesn't know what to say. Whether Xu Mingzhu can come out alive or not can only depend on fate, and there is nothing they can do now.

Several flames suddenly appeared outside the tent. For a moment, there was a noisy noise outside the tent. Shen Qingru quickly asked Mo Yu to stay with the old lady in the tent and go out to check the situation.

It seems that the spy sent by Yan Ru's family and the soldiers of the Regent's residence handed over their hands. There was chaos outside. Shen Qingru was calm. She even vaguely saw the figure of the archers in ambush. It seems that there will be a big war here.

"No... the Regent is injured..." a panting soldier ran to Shen Qingru. Shen Qingru was slightly stunned. Thinking of the old princess in the camp, he quickly got up to meet her.; The old imperial concubine is old. She is haggard about Xu Mingzhu. She can't stand stimulation. She must not know about it.

"How's the situation?" Shen Qingru came forward and asked in a low voice, "is the injury serious?"

The soldier hesitated and looked at Shen Qingru. He seemed to be considering how to speak. Shen Qingru was more flustered when he saw his face showing embarrassment. He hurried to say, "come on, take me to have a look."

She is also proficient in medical skills. At this time, staying by Glenn's side can help.

The arrow rain outside is like a flying locust. From time to time, someone screams and falls off his horse with an arrow. I can't tell whether it's Yan Rujia or the Regent's house. The soldier printed Shen Qingru and walked a remote path. Facing Shen Qingru, he explained: "the ambush archers can't see clearly, afraid of being injured by mistake, so they can only go farther."

Shen Qingru didn't care. She followed the soldier silently all the way. The road was rough and muddy. The soldier took a big step, but she followed closely without being pulled down.

"Is the Regent badly hurt?" Shen Qingru suddenly opened her mouth from behind the soldier. She was silent all the way. Suddenly, she made a voice and let the soldier be a little stunned. She quickly replied: "it's OK, no, it's a little serious..."

Shen Qingru's voice had no waves: "have you bought the wound medicine that was missing in the camp?"

The soldier quickly made an excuse and said, "Oh... I've bought it... I've bought it... You'll know when you see him“

Shen Qingru continued to walk forward with Xiaobing. After more than ten steps, he suddenly gave a cry of ouch, with slight pain in his voice. Xiaobing was stunned, looked around and saw that there was nothing unusual. He turned back and asked, "what's the matter with you?"

Shen Qingru could not see the expression on her face clearly in the night. She only vaguely saw her shadow, which seemed to be lying on the ground, covering her lower leg with her hand and said, "I don't see a small stone here, my foot sprained..."

What trouble!

The soldier scolded in his heart. Impatiently, he walked towards Shen Qingru and wanted to help her up from the ground. Just as he squatted down, the back of his head suddenly hurt. The soldier looked at Shen Qingru holding a stone in his hand: "how do you..."

Shen Qingru didn't answer and hit his hand several times until the soldier completely fell soft on the ground and stopped moving. Shen Qingru lost the stone in his hand and breathed a sigh.

From the beginning, the little soldier showed her flaws, but she was too concerned about the safety of Genin at that time and didn't notice it for a moment. Just now she cheated the little soldier, and the other party was really deceived.

Just don't know if there are other enemies lying in ambush in the jungle. Shen Qingru carefully holds her breath and quietly returns from the deep forest with her skirt. A feather arrow roars and almost sticks to her face and deeply inserts into the trunk behind her. Shen Qingru is stunned. Subconsciously, she picks up the corner of her skirt and staggers to the deep forest. It's getting dark , she was hiding in the dense forest. These people might not find her for a while. As long as Glenn and the old princess found her missing, they would send someone to look for her. She just had to hold on until then.

A chill gradually spread from behind. Shen Qingru could feel that her eyes hidden in the jungle were staring at her, and these people had found her. Shen Qingru ran desperately to the depths of the jungle. The wild grass in the jungle was luxuriant, half a foot high, and the edges of the grass leaves were serrated and extremely sharp, marking countless blood marks on her delicate skin, But Shen Qingru didn't care about the pain at all. She ran forward desperately. At this time, she must not fall into the hands of Yan Rujia!

A little light suddenly appeared in front of him. Shen Qingru stopped and looked intently. A tall carriage for a year stood in front of him. The carriage was gold-plated, and a glass lamp jumped on it, shining especially in the dark night. The carriage was surrounded by several close soldiers. The battle was very dignified. A tall figure under the glass lamp was sitting there leisurely tasting tea. It looked like Yue Shiyuan. The light shone on the man's angular side face. Shen Qingru stood there, his eyes full of shock.

It's him!

"Don't let her run away..." a burst of angry shouts came from behind. Just now, the little soldier who was knocked unconscious by Shen Qingru woke up and ran after her angrily. Under the moonlight, his face was full of blood. It was obvious that Shen Qingru couldn't beat him clearly.

Shen Qingru stood there blankly and didn't notice the sneak attack of the soldiers behind him. A strong wind came, and Shen Qingru felt a pain in her back and fell down softly.

Just as she was about to fall to the ground, the leisurely young master drinking tea jumped up and directly hugged Shen Qingru's body in his arms. Before the last trace of consciousness disappeared, Shen Qingru heard his angry voice: "who let you hurt her!"

Shen Qingru broke away from each other with his last effort. I looked at the man in front of me coldly. Although I don't understand why he suddenly appeared here, it's really the style of this hypocrite to kill and intercept her with his own soldiers in the middle of the night.

"Xiao Qiyu..." she tried to stay at the root of her teeth and squeezed out the name that made her hate two generations.

The dim light passed through the translucent curtain, and everything outside the curtain looked shadowy. Shen Qingru only felt his head faint and painful, and his limbs and bones were weak. Half a ring, she remembered what had happened. Shen Qingru struggled to get up, but as soon as she moved, a sharp pain came from the wound on her back.

On his back was the wound stabbed by the soldier. Shen Qingru moved and found that the wound had been coated with thick ointment and the blood had been stopped. She reluctantly stood up by the bedpost, lifted the curtain and walked out as quietly as she could. The palace lanterns at the foot of the bed are carved from Donghai crystal. The lights are soft and crystal clear. The room was covered with a Western cashmere carpet. I didn't feel cold when I stepped on the stall barefoot. In one corner of the bed curtain, there is a clothes fan with colorful screen. The screen is inlaid with slow pine emeralds and the Pearl of the East China Sea. As soon as the light shines, it will be colorful and extremely luxurious.

Shen Qingru carefully moved outside the screen and looked around at no one. There was a gold candlestick on the table. Shen Qingru slowly approached the table, took down the candles on the candlestick and threw them away. He held the sharp Candlestick upside down in his hand and stepped out of the door step by step.

The last thing she wants is to fall into the hands of Xiao Qiyu, even more than Yan Rujia.

Outside the door is a green lake with a new moon like a hook.

A tall figure was facing him, drinking alone under the moon, surrounded by silent bodyguards. The moonlight sprinkled on his lonely shadow, which made people feel very sad for no reason. Knowing the past life from his dream, Xiao Qiyu's eyes were stained with a thick lingering melancholy.

He never understood why Shen Qingru hated him so much, but what happened in his dream explained everything. It turned out that he had failed her so much in his last life. No wonder she would resist herself so much.

"Xiao Qiyu, what do you really want to do?" the voice sounded countless times in the dream finally sounded in his ear. Xiao Qiyu closed his eyes slightly and savored the voice just now. For a long time, I haven't heard Shen Qingru call his name for a long time.

"I'm not your Highness the seventh prince at last?" Xiao Qiyu said jokingly, "it seems that I've heard you call my name for the first time in my life."

Shen Qingru's face suddenly turned white, the last life? Has Xiao Qiyu found out about her rebirth?

No, no way!

Even if Xiao Qiyu found out, she would never admit it.

"I don't understand why you hate me so much, but after I know the last life, I think you should be ten times worse to me." Xiao Qiyu greedily looked at the beautiful face and subconsciously raised his fingers to touch Shen Qingru's face.

Shen Qingru coldly avoided the bony hand: "Xiao Qiyu, I think you are crazy... You should say such strange words..."

Xiao Qiyu stared at her, and a sarcastic smile came up on his lips: "I'm crazy, no one knows better than myself..."