In the dark night, it rained heavily.

The sound of "smacking" hits the leaves of the sycamore tree.

Yan Hanyu felt extremely flustered when she listened to the sound of the rain.

She can no longer stay with King Qi.

She vented her anger and stabbed all the silver needles on her body on his face.

After rumbling around him again, Yan Hanyu still couldn't find her.

It seems that he is already alert, and it is even more difficult for her to get the jade back from him.

It was pitch black outside, and there was no trace of light.

It seemed like a layer of darkness was covered in all directions, and there was no sound in my ears except the sound of rain.

escape!

She could only escape during the rainy night.

She calculated everything, but did not calculate the intention of King Qi.

She couldn't imagine what would have looked like if King Qi knew that she was the Lord of Qingrong himself?

It was raining heavily, and she had to leave.

The sound of rain was everywhere in my ears, but suddenly there was a different sound.

Yan Hanyu stopped and the voice came from the front.

The sound was getting closer, as if it was the sound of the wheels turning.

Who will it be?

Yan Hanyu's heart was held.

Who would travel in such bad weather?

The direction she left was heading north and from Dingzhou?

Who will be Dingzhou near the border town?

It was too dark and she could not see anything, and she could only hear the sound of horse hooves stomping with wheels getting closer and closer.

It's approaching, it's approaching again...

The voice became clearer and clearer. She was standing in the middle of the road, eager to find something out of the dark night.

A faint light shone in the rain curtain.

Seeing the running horse getting closer, Yan Hanyu stood there, her feet stuck in the mud, unable to move.

But I heard a sharp horse ringing, mud and water splashing on her face, a horse's hooves approached Chi Zi, and it fell from her side, and the straw hat on her head also fell.

The rain slid down her face, and the scene in front of her became blurred.

Her legs were so scared that she was numb.

The man driving the car quickly jumped down and ran to her.

The rain slid past her ears, and the voice said in a hurry, "Hey, are you okay?"

She tried hard to raise her eyes, but she was a familiar person.

She didn't speak, her eyes turned behind him.

She wanted to know if the person in the carriage was him.

Her heart beat very fast, waiting for that person.

The luminous light was too dark, and only the hazy light was emitted from the carriage.

The tall figure walked towards her with an oil-paper umbrella in one hand.

For a moment, she felt that she was in a dream, and even time was slowing down.

"Master, we almost bumped into someone. I was afraid that we were scared and didn't say a word." Zhao Feng hurriedly took the umbrella from his master's hand and held it high for him.

The figure standing in the rain was too slender, so slender that it was almost weak, as if a heavy rain could obliterate her.

In the heavy rain, the tall figure stood in front of her.

She shivered slightly, not knowing whether it was because the rain was too cold or because of the person in front of her.

In the dark night, she couldn't even see what he looked like.

She half raised her head, and the corners of her eyes were flowing downwards.

The tall figure was motionless, and her eyes seemed to be all on her.

"I'm late." The familiar and gentle voice was dull.

He was talking to her?

He could feel that it was her, right?

Just as she didn't need to see his appearance clearly to know that it must be him?

The arms suddenly raised and tightened her tightly.

In the familiar embrace, a warm feeling reached her heart through the wet clothes.

Yan Hanyu bit her lip, and tears slid down with the rain.

"Master, Master..." Zhao Feng's hand holding the oil paper umbrella softened and almost fell off.

Although the night is dark, his night vision has always been keen. Besides, there are lights on the carriage, he can still see clearly. It was shocking that the horse was obviously a teenager, so why did their master carry it?

You can't comfort others, right?

This posture is too ambiguous!

Zhao Feng almost wanted to separate the two people, but he heard the sound of horse hooves in his ears.

"Master, there is more than one person coming." He hurriedly reminded.

The fire was getting closer and closer, the rain was getting smaller and smaller, the horse's hooves stepped on, the sound was messy, and the sound was getting closer and closer.

A group of soldiers holding torches ran behind several horses, all the way.

Several horses stopped one after another, mud and water splashed, and could see clearly in the flames.

The soldier holding a torch followed and the fire illuminated the surroundings.

Zhao Xian pulled her behind her to protect her.

If the person sitting high in front of the horse is not the King of Qi, who else can it be!

The eyes seemed to have a flame ignited under the flames, and they looked straight at her.

Being so far away, Yan Hanyu could still feel the anger of King Qi.

She lowered her head and avoided Zhao Xian again and again.

The two eyes confronted each other, one sitting straight on the horse's back and the other standing straight.

The raindrops as big as beans slowly turned into pieces, and the surroundings seemed to be quiet.

Even the fire became warm.

Finally, the low voice was the first to break the tranquility, "The King of Qin is not in the military camp, but he appears here to surprise me!"

"I wonder where Uncle King of Qi is planning to go with so many people?"

"Xian'er doesn't know that I am chasing the fugitive slave, this fugitive slave..." He seemed to try his best to suppress his anger in his words, "I think she is planning to be with her and she is with her side, so how could she want her to escape..."

"Uncle King of Qi might as well give his nephew a thin face and let her go."

"Of course I have to give my nephew a slut, but this escaped slave is different. She is the concubine I took tonight. I tolerate everything, but she is very brave and dares to attack me. I can't let her go alone."

How could Zhao Shilin spare her if she drugged him and stabbed his silver needles on his face?

"Uncle Wang of Qi was ordered to support him. He heard that the military pay was transferred and the food was burned down again. My nephew was worried. He was on the verge of rain and wind, but he didn't want the sound of Uncle Wang of Qi."

"I am wronged by my nephew. The little nun'er has no beauty at all. I am interested in her talent. It was she who helped me find my military pay and relieved the food and grass. The little nun'er is a talented person, but she is a right-hand man. I have praised her and took her as a concubine."

"That is, I have helped Uncle King Qi, why can't Uncle King Qi let her go?"

"I didn't say what I would do with her!" King Qi tempted towards the petite figure behind him, "Little Nuer, come here!"

Yan Hanyu could not confirm whether King Qi had guessed her identity, but if Zhao Xian insisted on protecting her, King Qi would definitely doubt it.

He slowly walked out from behind Zhao Xian and slowly moved forward from beside him.

The hands brushed past the back of her hands, and Yan Hanyu obviously felt a trace of coldness slipping by.

He wanted to hold her, but she avoided her.

She didn't dare to look back at Zhao Xian's eyes.

"Yu'er..."

She still heard a whisper that seemed to be there and not.

At that moment, Yan Hanyu only felt a ball of fire burning in her chest.

She came to the border town not to become his trouble, but to be his help.
Chapter completed!