Tang Qu was slightly stunned and sighed helplessly for a moment of silence, "I'm afraid... you are not just for the Cheng family, right? You will never mention a word to Your Majesty that is not good for Princess Rui and the Jiang Mansion to Your Majesty, right?"

Cheng Mian lowered his head without saying a word, and Tang Qu knew that his guess was right.

He whistled, "Okay, I understand. Mr.... You need to endure some pain. Although it will not hurt your muscles and bones, you must always see blood to be realistic."

Cheng Mian nodded solemnly, then put his arm in front of Tang Qu.

Immediately afterwards, the Langjun let out a muffled hum, and the blood from the wound splattered and sprayed on his face. He took a breath of cold air, endured the pain, and said with a twisted and trembling voice: "Let's go. Soon after... the reinforcements in the capital will arrive. We have to stop them at that time and buy some time for King Rui and Miss Jiang."

Tang Qu looked at Cheng Mian's pale face and couldn't help feeling distressed, but he didn't know what to say. He had to respond to his request and push the Mu Lun to the insider of Yuanshi County, which was in a dead silence.

Qianshan, Jiang Chengjia and Ning Nanyou, who escaped to the depths of the woods, walked to the exit on the other side of the forest with the last strength. They happened to meet Zhen Qun, who had failed to pursue Ning Nankun, and were taken to a village near Yuanshi County to recuperate.

Ning Nanyou fell seriously injured and ill, and Jiang Chengjia's condition was also extremely poor.

Both of them were lying on the bed and unconscious. Qianshan and Zhen Qun were guarding each other, listening to the diagnosis of the Chinese medicine doctors in the village in fear, and each was worried that the boys and girls in the house would not be able to last tomorrow. In this way, they spent the most difficult time in the village with fear.

Finally, the sleeping boy and girl woke up.

Qianshan looked overjoyed, held Jiang Chengjia's cold hands, and said with tears in her eyes: "Girl, girl... I thought you would never wake up again..."

The girl on the bed slowly opened her eyes, looked at the surrounding environment carefully, and asked hoarsely: "Where am I?"

Qianshan immediately said, "Miss, you... are now in a village near Yuanshi County. Yes, it was Zhen Qun who saved us. During the Battle of the City Massacre, King De escaped by the private soldiers of the Regent."

Jiang Chengjia licked his chapped lips and blinked tiredly. Just as she was about to ask something, Qianshan had already answered first: "Son-in-law is okay, don't worry... With Zhen Qun taking care of him, he is okay."

The nervous look in Jiang Chengjia's eyes was then slightly relieved.

She lay on the soft pillow, staring straight at the top of the gauze tent, like a dead tree.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside the door. Qian Shan wiped the tears in her eyes and responded: "Who is it?"

Zhen Qun's voice rang out: "Miss Qianshan, it's me. The king wants to see the princess... What's going on now with her princess?"

Qianshan was a little depressed and said impatiently: "The princess is weak and she can't work too hard even if she wakes up. Now is probably not the time for her to meet the king."

Jiang Chengjia listened, stretched out his hand to hold her sleeve, and said weakly: "Ashan...why should I do this? If he wants to see me, let him come in."

Qianshan looked solemn, and wanted to speak, but stopped saying, "But..."

However, when she saw the girl's serious expression, she couldn't bear to stop it. She finally shook her head helplessly and said, "Okay, okay! I will follow you, all of you!"

Qianshan was a little annoyed, but she still gave them the opportunity to be alone.

The night is hazy, and in the dark house, only half a candle is lit at the head of the bed. The small village next to Yuanshi County is dilapidated, and it is already extremely rich in the village to be able to take out half a candle in the homes of ordinary people.

Ning Nanyou quietly pushed the door and limped in. He sat on the low couch beside the door, and did not lift the white-washed curtain on the inner room and walked to Jiang Chengjia, but hid in a place where the candlelight could not be shined.

The girl lay on the couch and heard the movement in front of the house door. She struggled to sit up, and said in a hoarse voice: "How are you? The wound on your body... can you still hold on?"

"A Luo." Ning Nanyou interrupted her, her tone was calm but a cool feeling.

"Let's part here." He said slowly, "You go back to your Kuaiji and I'll go where I should go."

Jiang Chengjia was speechless and could not see the figure outside the curtain in the dim house. She used the faint candlelight to find where he was. Her palms covered with her knees were tightly clamped and her nails tightly tucked into her flesh.

She asked softly, "Why? You have to... give me a reason?"

Ning Nanyou's sigh sounded in the room, and he was silent for a moment and replied: "I can't face you. When I see you, I can always remember my mother's deception with you, and everything I have hidden from me, so that I can't be in pain all the time. I know that that is not what you expect, and you are not willing to weave lies with them to keep me in the dark. But things have happened, and no matter what, I can't get along with you calmly.

I tried to convince myself not to be so petty, but I couldn't do it. I couldn't stand it... The dearest and most beloved person repeatedly deceived me, fooled me, and deceived me like a fool."

The boy's voice paused for a moment, then lost, powerless, and said in panic: "So, let's separate. Let's leave quietly and don't meet again from now on. I let you go, you can feel at ease to find the boy you mentioned called Fu Yang. I will not disturb you again.

If you want to be together, I will immediately write the book of reunion. After that, the sky is high and the sea is wide and you will be free. If you don’t want to be together, we will be husband and wife, but we don’t have to see each other again in the future. From now on, no matter where you are or whoever you are, I will not continue to interfere.”

Jiang Chengjia laughed out loud and said bitterly: "You are the one who will never let go... You are the one who drives me away now. Ning Zhaoyuan, what do you think I am? Are you the one who will come and linger? "

Unexpectedly, Ning Nanyou simply gave up and said, "Yes, that's what I think. To me, you are just an irrelevant person."

"It really doesn't matter. How can you care about my words and deeds? How can you feel that you can't face me? Ning Zhaoyuan, do you think I don't understand you at all?!" Jiang Chengjia said angrily.

The boy invisible in the dark pondered and did not answer any questions.

Jiang Chengjia closed his eyes in disappointment: "Okay, okay. I'll ask you one last question. Until now... do you still think that the person I put on my heart is not you, right?"

Ning Nanyou still did not give any answer.

I don’t know how long the room was silent, but the girl on the bed finally gave up her struggle and said as if she accepted her fate: “You go. I understand, I will leave the capital and will not see you again as you said.”

Outside the inner room, Ning Nanyou heard her promise, and immediately stood up from the dark corner, pushed open the door and walked out without looking back, leaving no word left.

Qianshan stayed outside the yard until she heard the boy's call from behind her, and turned her head and looked into the courtyard.

Ning Nanyou, dressed neatly and cleanly, stood on the steps behind her and Zhen Qun, holding an empty bag in his hand and whispered: "Zhen Qun, let's go. You need to leave here before dawn."

After saying that, he walked straight by the short and dilapidated screen wall in front of the yard and walked outside the flat house.

The boy seemed to have not seen Qian Shan and turned a blind eye to her existence. So Qian Shan hurriedly shouted: "Son-in-law! Where are you going?"

Unexpectedly, the two men walked further and further away, ignoring her shouting at all.

Qianshan didn't know what was going on. As soon as she raised her front foot and wanted to catch up, she felt that she could not let Jiang Chengjia leave alone, so she had to watch the figures of Zhen Qun and Ning Nanyou disappear into the darkness.

Qianshan hurried back to Jiang Chengjia's house and asked anxiously: "Girl... Why did he take Zhen Qun away with me? Don't he know that you can't leave immediately for your condition?"

There was no response in the room.

Qian Shan was panicked and quickly lifted the curtain and walked towards the inner room. As she walked, she asked, "Miss... Do I want me to chase after me?"

There is still no response in the house.

Qianshan couldn't wait to pull away the white veil covering the bed, and saw the girl hiding in the bedding, as if she was crying faintly. She asked quickly: "Girl, girl...what happened? Should we leave here with our son-in-law?"

Jiang Chengjia buried herself in the quilt and sobbed even more, saying, "No need...Never need it."

Qianshan was stunned, and then asked in anger, "Did the son-in-law say something too much to you again! I'll go to him to ask clearly!"

After the words came, she wanted to run out in anger, but Jiang Chengjia grabbed her sleeve: "Don't go. Ashan...Don't go. There is no need to waste my mouth and energy. Treat me better... We left Changshan and walked south... Vietnam is better. We stayed in Linhe and would never come back."

"Linhe?" Qianshan said in surprise, "Miss, are you not going back to the capital?"

Jiang Chengjia said in a hoarse voice: "I won't go back. I don't want to go back again. Ashan, I'm really tired. I've never felt so tired."

She was almost exhausted when she spoke.

Qianshan listened quietly to what she said, and after a moment of silence, he replied in a low voice: "Okay... let's go, let's go to Linhe. Girl, Ashan will always be with you, forever, forever..."

Qianshan bent down, hugged Jiang Chengjia, who was trembling in the quilt, and gently patted her back carefully.

That night, the autumn wind was shrill in the sparse moonlight.

In the village, the leaves completed their journey with their unfinished yellow faces and crawling postures.
Chapter completed!