On the side blocked by the painting boat, Xie Zhu's family had already moved down the rope to a safe boat, and there was a looming boat behind them, which was intended for Nan Yi.
Song Muchuan thought carefully. He wanted to help her cut off the Xie family, so naturally he couldn't let her go with Xie Zhu.
Nan Yi climbed out of the window, but she did not climb down along the rope immediately. Her hands were on the edge of the railing, and she could stand on the wooden wedge of the ship's hull - she suddenly thought of one more thing, she must Ask before leaving.
"Mr. Song, what did you mean by 'forgiveness' when we first met?"
He was stunned for a moment, and replied truthfully: "To give is to give, and to forgive is to forgive."
Nan Yi has learned these two words, she knows how to write them and what they mean. Only now did she understand why Xie Queshan had such a violent reaction when he heard that he had chosen the word "Yu Shu" for himself.
When she was about to leave, she still couldn't help but think of Xie Queshan. The fear was real, but after being together for so long, he had already left a profound mark in her life.
"Mr. Song, can you... stop hating him so much?"
Song Muchuan didn't expect Nan Yi to say this to him, and was stunned.
"He also doesn't want Mr. Pang Yu to die. He may be a person who has done bad things, but he is not a bad person."
She doesn't hate Xie Queshan that much. It's just that she is too scared and is always on tenterhooks around Xie Queshan. She really wants to go to a place where she can breathe. She yearns for the Qingxi that Song Muchuan talks about, and also wants to find her sweetheart, Zhang Yuehui.
Song Muchuan nodded solemnly: "Madam, I remember."
"See you later."
Nan Yi then climbed down along the rope with confidence and landed steadily under the boat below.
She stood on the side of the boat and looked up at the huge boat. Even in the dim light, she could still see his figure.
She waved vigorously towards the figure in the night.
The river was flowing rapidly, and the boat went downstream. After a while, it was some distance away from the boat.
These noises finally left her. Nan Yi breathed a sigh of relief and turned around and entered the canopy of the boat, his whole body trembling violently.
——In the small boat, I don’t know when a person sat in the boat.
He just sat quietly in the darkness. Through the distant light from the shore, she saw an unlit octagonal palace lantern in his hand. He seemed to have been immersed in darkness for a long time, like an evil ghost crawling out of hell. No amount of light could reach him.
Song Muchuan said that it would be impossible for him to find you when he arrives in Jinling.
But they didn't expect that he stopped her at the source.
She looked like a caught thief.
The river wind blew by, making me shiver.
On this leafy boat, on this river swallowed by night, no one knew that the young lady of the Xie family was here, and no one cared that a beggar named Nan Yi was here.
It’s a murderous night with a dark moon and high wind.
She was covered in darkness, and in the darkness there were countless pairs of invisible tentacles called despair that grabbed her.
She didn't dare to move, didn't dare to speak, and let the Jiang wind cut her face, her mind went blank. Xie Queshan was also silent. After a long time, the boat was far away from Lidu Mansion. He took out a fire stick from his sleeve and lit the lantern.
This little light filled the entire canopy of the boat.
This brand-new lantern, the bells, tassels, and even the gauze of the lampshade were all chosen by her. She actually felt guilty.
"I told you, don't betray me," he was extremely calm, the glimmer of light fell on his face, and his expression was even gentle, "Nanyi."
She rarely heard him call her name like that, and she knew very well that there was overwhelming anger in those deep eyes.
She moved over, unable to suppress a shudder between her teeth. But she understood that it was finally time to be honest. She could only confess her thoughts that she had never dared to express before.
"You also said you would let me go. I don't want to play in this game anymore."
She bent her knees and squatted down beside him. She firmly remembered that he would not let her kneel, but she also knew her position. She was always carefully looking for a way to get along with him.
It's tiring to always see and test. She just wanted to leave.
He raised his hand and pinched her chin, letting her tears fall on his lips. Little by little, very patiently, he wiped away her tears with his fingertips.
"But you didn't believe me and instead asked Song Muchuan for help... The sky is high and the road is far away. There will always be times when Song Muchuan can't take care of you. What's wrong with being by my side?" There was no trace in his tone. There was a bit of murderous intent, as if he was discussing a puzzling issue with her very seriously and confusedly.
She couldn't speak and could only shake her head desperately.
"You have to wander in this world again. After today there will be no tomorrow. Isn't what I gave you enough?
"But I'm afraid of you," her expression was frightened, but her voice did not flinch. She boldly spoke out what was in her heart, "I am just a nobody, and I don't want to get involved in such complicated disputes... I only need to live as simply as three meals a day, why...why can't you let me go?"
He seemed to have been struck and was speechless.
He never hoped for anyone's understanding, but in the past few days, he had opened his heart to her little by little, and he thought there was a tacit understanding between them. But she still regarded him as an enemy.
It was at this moment that he realized that he wanted to go with someone else, no, with her. People are always disappointed because of hope. If I had never had a deep relationship with her from the beginning, it would not hurt at all at this moment.
It hurt so much that I wanted everything to be destroyed. What does the troubled world have to do with him?
He even had the urge to tell her his identity so that she could treat him like she respected and trusted Song Muchuan and let them fight side by side.
But as soon as this thought came out, reason returned instantly. How could he trust her when they had only known each other for a few months? He taught her a lot of things, but she was still a little liar, and she verified this time and time again.
His palm slowly moved to her neck, and the hot palm pressed against her skin, making the hairs stand on end.
A slender neck, fragile and beautiful.
His impression of her was always affected by her appearance as a grey-faced beggar. He subconsciously tried to ignore her beauty, but she shed her rags and the nourishment of three meals a day gradually filled up her skinny body. On the day, her face glowed with radiance, and the only thing that remained unchanged was her watery eyes.
He finally remembered that when he first met her, he saved her not entirely because of her bravery, but because of these breathtakingly beautiful eyes.
So he let her go again and again, looking at these eyes.
But the energy of this inconspicuous little beggar he picked up gradually exceeded his control. Even the arrogant Song Muchuan was able to take risks for her and send her out of Lidu Mansion.
At this moment, he could no longer ignore her beauty. Everything is particularly beautiful the moment before it is destroyed.
He let his loving gaze fall on her. Feel sorry. If she hadn't run away, they would have carried lanterns together and walked through the lively crowd at the Lantern Festival, letting the fireworks of the world fill their bodies.
"Tell me, where is Yucheng's army hiding?" He suddenly asked a seemingly irrelevant question.
He didn't believe what she said that day. I didn’t ask at that time, just because it wasn’t time yet. But now, it's time to press.
His palms were only weakly covering her neck, but Nan Yi was extremely scared. She thought that as long as she obeyed, she would be able to find a glimmer of hope, just like every time she had a near miss.
She hesitated for a moment, then said: "Yes, at the broken Taoist temple in the valley."
Xie Queshan was not surprised at all, he laughed.
"You do know."
At this moment, Nan Yi suddenly regretted it. She realized that she shouldn't have said it. This is a trap.
In this trap, she exposed her fatal weakness - in order to survive, she would reveal any secret.
If you can betray Mrs. Gantang and Yu Chengjun, you can betray Xie Queshan.
But this is because she subconsciously trusts Xie Queshan. She didn't think Xie Queshan would really betray his second sister.
But such a reaction was fatal in Xie Queshan's eyes.
He has so many secrets in her hands. No one had thought that there was a relationship between them before, so he could use her hand to accomplish something. But if she said these things intentionally or unintentionally, his years of management would be ruined in front of Qi Ren, and he would be shattered to pieces.
This boat can go down the river and escape from all the troubles she mentioned. They don't have to be Xie Queshan or Nan Yi, and it seems that they can also get eternity.
But no, they have all been given meaning by this troubled world. They have long been in the game. The Yangtze River flowing eastward cannot cross them, and will only send them to a more dangerous situation. If they are not careful, everything will be lost.
His ability to penetrate into this position of Qi Ren was the result of countless people's years of arduous climbing, sending each other, and even sacrifices. He is not himself, but a secret blade of the dynasty that penetrates into the enemy camp, carrying the burdens of millions of people on his shoulders. life and death.
On the eve of the fall of Youdu Prefecture, he was going to share the fate of the city and hold on to the last moment, but he met his teacher Shen Zhizhong in the military camp who had come all the way through the wind and snow.
The teacher said that the destruction of the city was a fact, the Yu Dynasty was in decline, and the officials were bent on seeking peace and were unable to fight the Qi people for a long time. But seeking peace cannot bring a few years of peace. The Qi people are very ambitious and will one day make a comeback. The frontal battlefield is impossible to resist, but the battlefield behind may be able to win a glimmer of hope.
The teacher asked, Chao En, are you willing to live?
If you die, you will be a loyal general who defends the country and your name will go down in history. But if you are alive, the road ahead will be a mountain of swords and a sea of fire.
From the moment he survived, he had no way out. He can only move forward, without any personal feelings, no luck, no mercy.
How could he, a man walking on the edge of a cliff, allow someone who had betrayed him to leave alive?
By the time Nan Yi came to his senses, the strength in Xie Queshan's hand had suddenly increased.
Since rotten wood cannot be carved, then just break it.
The air in his throat was instantly snatched away, and the suffocation made Nan Yi's eyes widen. She really felt his murderous intent. This is a feeling I've never felt before.
At this moment, he was finally forced to the edge of life and death. Nan Yi struggled, and she grabbed the hem of his clothes randomly. She whimpered and begged, her face turned red and then turned pale again. Her strength was slowly weakening, but he remained unmoved.
He had said that he wanted to kill her before, and made actions that seemed like he wanted to kill her, but none of them were true, but this time, he really meant it. He watched numbly as her life passed by in his hands, exerting force in his hands, but in a daze, she didn't know if it was an illusion that she was dying, but she actually saw him shed a tear.
Even he didn't expect that these tears were really shed for her.
He thought that not long ago, in such a small boat, she shared a drop of his tears. Her world doesn't have many rules and always reveals some unexpected wildness.
She will be curious about his tears, see through his disguise, and accompany him silently at the right time. Every corner of her just makes up for his torn soul.
The strength in his hands relaxed unconsciously, and the two torn hesities were fighting, half of them flesh and blood, and the other half of hearts of stone. Since the beginning of the song, these two have been living in peace, but now they are fighting for this girl. It's life and death, but it's all him. No matter who has the upper hand, it's him who will suffer.
Is there really no other way?
Suddenly, there was a clicking sound, and the sound of the mechanism resounding in the darkness. An arrow and crossbow came out from her sleeve and shot into his shoulder blade. He winced in pain and withdrew his arm. Nan Yi actually broke free. Coughing violently.
The cold air rushed into her chest, and she came back to life. She didn't dare to relax, and then she took out the dagger from her sleeve and stabbed Xie Queshan without thinking. This is her survival instinct. If she doesn't fight back, she will die.
Her movements were reckless and unorganized, but Xie Queshan seemed to be stunned. This moment was very strange. He could obviously dodge, but he didn't, letting her dagger sink into his chest.
Those were the blades and arrows he gave her, and they were the skills he taught her.
The lantern on the table was knocked to the ground by the fierce movements of the two people. The tongue of fire licked the cloth cover and started to burn all of a sudden.
The firelight illuminated the boat canopy as bright as day.
She was stunned.
She didn't think she could succeed. She looked at the blood on her hands and couldn't help but tremble.
This is Xie Queshan. She actually wants to kill the Xie Queshan who covers the sky with one hand? How could she succeed?
No, he didn't hide...one of them must be crazy.
What is he going to do?
She let go, crying randomly, and wanted to step back, but he grabbed her by the back of her neck and stopped her movement. They were entangled within a short distance, and if she pushed the dagger in even one more inch, he would definitely die. But she didn't dare. All her strength and courage were exhausted.
The wound was bleeding, and he was obviously at a disadvantage. He even exposed his empty door to her without any fear.
He gasped and breathed bloody hot breath onto her face: "Nanyi, that's great."
Before he could react, Nan Yi felt a sharp stabbing pain in the back of his neck, and then his vision went black, and he fell unconscious and slumped back.
He threw away the silver needle that stung her at the tip of his finger, and with the last bit of strength exhausted, he slumped down, clutching the wound on his chest, and the real pain showed on his face.
The boat awning also burned, like a ball of fire wrapped on the river. In the firelight, Xie Queshan looked at the mess and the unconscious Nan Yi. They seemed to be heading for destruction together on the river where the bright moon hung alone.
