Xie Queshan was a little confused about the meaning of these words, but he found that Zhang Yuehui did not look at him, but his eyes fell on Nan Yi.
Alarm bells rang immediately: "What did you do to her?"
Outside, there was a faint sound of chaotic footsteps.
Zhang Yue frowned and said impatiently: "Do you want to die? Get out of here before I regret it."
If it weren't for the emergency, Xie Queshan would really like to kill this man... He would dare to yell at him.
But Xie Queshan knew that for Nan Yi's safety at the moment, he had no better choice but to trust Zhang Yuehui. Even if there are pitfalls later, you must get over this level first.
Xie Queshan could only endure this sigh, threw the sword in his hand to Zhang Yuehui, turned around and headed deeper into the tunnel.
Zhang Yuehui took Xie Queshan's sword and immediately understood what Xie Queshan meant. He watched the door slowly close, and now he had to think carefully about how to clean up the mess for himself.
Zhang Yuehui walked out and heard hurried and messy footsteps as he entered the tunnel. It should be Qi Ren's ambush soldiers chasing him in. He turned the candlestick on the wall and the dungeon's mechanism was triggered.
This will hold them back for a while.
He walked to the body of the guard who died just now, threw Xie Queshan's sword to the ground aside, and smeared his blood on his clothes. After thinking about it, he frowned and lay down next to his body. .
It's really your own fault and you can't live without it. Zhang Yuehui closed his eyes and sighed deeply.
……
The tunnel indeed led to an inconspicuous exit. Xie Queshan felt that it went smoothly, and he still couldn't believe that Zhang Yuehui really didn't do anything at all.
He looked back and saw that Huachao Pavilion was still filled with thick smoke, and it was already some distance away from here.
He didn't dare to stop for a moment and took Nan Yi back to Zhuangzi without stopping.
Previously, in order to help Nan Yi escape, Xie Xiaoliu and Song Muchuan claimed that Xie's parents-in-law had a serious illness and were moved to Zhuangzi outside. By some strange combination of circumstances, Nan Yi actually came here.
This is the least suspicious place nowadays.
There were not many people in Zhuangzi, only a few female housekeepers, who were a bit old. Although he was not one of Xie Queshan's own, it was Xie Xiaoliu who arranged for him to go there. He was more honest and loyal and did not dare to talk nonsense.
The doctor prepared by Mrs. Gantang was also brought over by He Ping and was waiting in the hall early. Seeing Xie Queshan carrying someone in his arms, the two doctors immediately stepped forward to diagnose and treat Nan Yi.
The blood from the debridement was brought out in a basin, and the whole room was filled with a strong smell of blood and medicine. Nan Yi's consciousness was weak and he never woke up. The doctor gave him strong medicine, but at least his life was not in danger.
Separated by a gauze curtain and candlelight burning all night long, Xie Queshan waited in the outer room, watching the night turn into dawn.
"The head of the family..."
A ray of skylight filtered in from the window, and a few faint calls of birds came in. At this time, an old servant came out from behind the gauze curtain and stepped forward awkwardly.
"What's wrong?" This was the first time Xie Queshan spoke all night. His throat was dry and his voice was a little hoarse.
"The madam refuses to take the medicine no matter what..."
Xie Queshan entered the curtain tent and saw Nan Yi clutching the quilt tightly and refusing to let go. Naturally, medicine cannot be applied when a person is wrapped in a quilt.
The old servant explained guiltily: "Maybe the old servant has strong hands. As soon as he touched Madam's wound, she grabbed the quilt to hide..."
The most painful thing is when the medicine is applied. When the ointment is applied to the wound, it is like thousands of ants eating the heart, and the burning pain penetrates from the skin to the bones. Even though she was unconscious, she was still afraid of pain.
After a moment of silence, Xie Queshan said: "I don't blame you, just go out."
The old servants glanced at Xie Queshan in surprise...could it be that...he and she were...
But the injuries sustained by the young lady were suspicious enough, and she was brought back by the family master. There were too many weird things tonight. The two old slaves were stable people and did not dare to question more. They lowered their heads and left.
Xie Queshan carefully cleaned his hands and sat down beside her bed.
The old servants were afraid of hurting her and didn't dare to use force, so they didn't know what to do. But Xie Queshan has always believed in surviving with a broken arm. She must apply medicine, otherwise the wound will become inflamed, and it will be a sad death.
No matter how stubborn she is, she can never be stronger than him.
He opened her fingers one by one, pulled the quilt aside, then lifted her up and let her lean on his shoulder.
His hands passed under her arms and hugged her, holding her body so tightly that she was not allowed to move.
Although Rao had been mentally prepared, Xie Queshan's eyes were still a little sore when he saw the crisscross whip wounds on her back. The girl's body was leaning against him without a trace, but at this moment, a strange sense of dependence arose in his heart, as if these wounds... were all closely related to him.
At this moment, the anger was rising again - after settling her down, he would go back to Zhang Yue to settle the score with that bastard.
She dug a little ointment into her fingers, rubbed it in her palms to warm it up, and then placed her entire palm on her wound, applying it slowly and carefully.
But as soon as the ointment touched the wound, Nan Yi struggled violently.
She was in a state of chaos, her eyelids were heavy, and she couldn't open them. Occasionally my consciousness is awake and I can hear the sounds outside, and occasionally I start to dream endlessly, and my soul wanders in different scenes.
She could vaguely feel that someone was feeding her medicine, and the bitter and hot medicine slid down her throat, but she knew it could save her life, and she cooperated very well. But someone started to play with her body, and some piercing pain appeared in every corner of her consciousness. She felt extremely scared.
She clutched the things in her hands tightly, instinctively looking for a sense of support. She heard someone calling for the head of the family, and heard Xie Queshan's voice... How could it be? She thought it was a dream, but some of the touches were real.
She could feel his domineering strength, and he snatched the things in her hands. Slowly, she became a little awake, and all her senses gradually returned to their original positions. She realized that this was not a dream, it was real...his warm The palm of his hand wandered over her back, causing pain inch by inch.
She whimpered unconsciously and scratched his back randomly, trying to get free. But he stood in front of her like a mountain.
She couldn't escape...she was going to collapse. With her bare hands and without the tools forged by everyone, she had no choice but to act like a wild beast caught in a hunter's net. But she was in too much pain, so she could only stay grounded and bite his shoulder. ... She wants to drag him to suffer with her, she wants to drag him to hell with her.
She bit hard, and Xie Queshan's facial features suddenly wrinkled, but he still kept the gentle movements of his hands. He endured the pain in his shoulders and his breathing became heavier unconsciously.
Slowly, she lost strength, let go, and dropped her head on his shoulder. Tears fell silently, and soon his clothes were soaked.
After finally applying the medicine, Xie Queshan breathed a sigh of relief and lowered his eyes to look at her face, only to see that she had woken up at some point.
"Aren't you going to kill me..." She murmured lowly and desperately, her eyes extremely red.
This moment is the real reunion.
She now has limited energy to think about simple things, and this situation is still too complicated for her. She had no idea what Xie Queshan wanted to do.
He was the one who killed her, he was the one who abandoned her, and now he is the one who saved her and gave her medicine.
She felt like a leaf that was blown here and there but never landed.
Life and death didn't matter anymore, she just wanted to be happy. But what Xie Queshan knows best is cutting meat with a blunt knife.
She was so tired that she couldn't even hate him. If she was destined to be unable to escape from Xie Queshan, then she wanted to cut open his heart to see what he wanted.
Confusion is an emotion that can rival hatred and make people restless.
Nan Yishou stared at him, but he didn't speak.
Xie Queshan was speechless. He didn't know where to start. He also knew that the current scene was puzzling. He had made the decision to let her go, but after going round and round, she came back to him.
He may be a glib person, but he is not a person who is good at revealing his own heart. He is used to wearing a mask and hiding his true feelings under a roundabout mask. She wanted an answer, but he couldn't give it.
Now is not the time for romance. Even if he sacrificed everything to save her, it was not because he wanted her to forgive and be moved. He was just fulfilling his promise to keep her safe, teach her how to make a living, and then send her away.
In his world, he never thought about staying together forever. What's more, for two people to be happy, the other party must be willing.
He just treated her as a boat crossing the river. This is the greatest love he can give.
What else could there be?
Xie Queshan silently pulled the quilt, wrapped her back and put her on the bed.
He should get up and leave, but inexplicably, he sat firmly in the same spot and thought of something to say. After thinking about it, since she woke up, I just asked her.
He was afraid that when Zhang Yuehui let him and Nan Yi go, he was letting the tiger go back to the mountains, and that it was a long-term plan to catch a big fish, and that there was a bigger trap behind it.
"What did you say to Zhang Yuehui?" he asked aloud.
Nan Yi's eyes suddenly widened, and his breathing became rapid.
“Shogetsu Kai?”
Xie Queshan didn't expect her to have such a big reaction, and his eyes sank. He thought they must have met, and then something unexpected happened, and Zhang Yuehui changed his mind and decided to let her go.
But now it seems that she doesn't know about his existence. What did Zhang Yuehui regret? He remembered the way Zhang Yue looked back at Nan Yi... Xie Queshan became hesitant.
Xie Queshan didn't speak for a long time, which made Nan Yi realize something... When she saw Zhang Yuehui, it was not a dream.
"My boss, there's a fire in the Hua Chao Pavilion above..."
The words that seemed hazy at the time suddenly became clear.
Impossible...how is this possible!
Nan Yi wanted to speak, but blood surged violently in her chest, and she coughed out a mouthful of blood.
Without even having time to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, she grabbed Xie Queshan's sleeve and asked eagerly: "Where is the jade bracelet...the broken jade bracelet?"
In an instant, Xie Queshan understood. He had mixed feelings in his heart. I am grateful for this stroke of fate, but I am also tired of this fate that lingers.
It turns out that the unreliable "fiancé" is Zhang Yuehui.
