What Wanyan Puruo really did was far more cruel than what she said.
Treat him with his own medicine. When she came to see Zhang Yuehui for the last time, she brought a man who looked exactly like him, even more like "Zhang Yuehui" than he is now.
Hey, it's another human skin mask. This is really his best trick to deceive people.
Wanyan Puruo told him that this man would lead away his loyal servant, and from now on, no one in this world would know where the real Zhang Yue was.
Easily, Zhang Yuehui's last retreat was crushed.
But there seemed to be no disturbance in Zhang Yuehui's heart. Luo Ci did meet him outside the city, but Bianjing was not his territory, and they did not have the ability to make trouble. When it fell into Wanyan Puruo's hands, the decapitating guillotine had already fallen halfway, and he had given up struggling long ago.
Wanyan Puruo threw him into the prisoners exiled in Mobei and set out the next day.
He just kinda wants to sleep now.
He has some mysophobia, which is worse than the pain in his body. He had begun to have the illusion that the dirty muddy water on the ground was pouring down on him, and that the snakes, insects, rats, and ants in the gutter were swarming towards him. But the current environment did not allow him to commit these bad habits. He simply closed his eyes and pretended that he could not see or feel anything, as if he could deceive himself and others.
If you pretend to be asleep, you will really fall asleep. His whole body was extremely cold, and his thoughts were intertwined in his mind. Half asleep and half awake, he seemed to see an endless snowfield, and he was walking alone in the snowfield wearing only single clothes and bare feet.
In a daze, Zhang Yue heard someone calling his name softly.
Someone pushed aside the wind and snow and walked towards him.
It's a female prisoner. The female prisoner has Nan Yi's face.
Zhang Yuehui muttered to himself, why are he still hallucinating?
"Let's leave together," she said.
There were also auditory hallucinations.
Zhang Yue smiled stupidly back at her, feeling a void of sadness in his heart.
He never looked back in his life. Every step he took was made with no regrets. He was an extremely proud person.
But does he really not regret it?
no. He regretted it to death. He really wanted to seize the time he really had, the sincere person who had been by his side. He did something wrong that he would regret for the rest of his life. He tried hard to make up for it, but he still lost her bit by bit in the process of desperately chasing her.
All his yelling was his fear. He was holding his neck to emphasize that he was a bad person, fearing that even if he became a good person, he still wouldn't get her back.
Forget it, he accepted his complete failure.
"Don't come, go quickly." He said to her in the wind and snow.
He can no longer go to the Peach Blossom Spring.
Nan Yi stared at Zhang Yue and woke up, said some nonsense, and then fell asleep again. She touched his forehead and saw that he had a high fever.
She was also shocked by this broken body. She had never seen Zhang Yuehui in such a miserable state. After the Nirvana Project, they didn't see each other for a long time. At that time, Zhang Yuehui left quietly without forcing her to fulfill her promise, so she escaped shamefully. Deep in her heart, she was grateful to Zhang Yuehui for letting him go. At the same time, she also felt deeply indebted. Every time she thought of him, she would sincerely pray in her heart that if he wanted to live a free and easy life, then her guilt would be gone. A few points less. She thought he was living happily in Shu, hiding away from the world, but she never expected that he would appear in front of her again with such an appearance. She really wanted to ask him, why?
Since Xie Queshan's death, she has stubbornly embarked on the road to fight for his posthumous reputation. In the process, she has received too much unexpected help, but she did not expect that Zhang Yue, who was clearly able to stay out of the matter, would return. But he showed up here and helped her at the most important moment at such a high price.
Just for her? Still, he agreed with her beliefs.
Everything about Zhang Yuehui finally became clear before her eyes. This man who was both good and evil always made people look at things in a fog. Even Nan Yi felt that he was a person without a stand. Nan Yi began to regret it. In the past, she told Zhang Yue that they were not the same travelers - or maybe his noisy and publicity was fake, it was just his tough words and duplicity, and he was afraid that his loyalty would be betrayed again. In fact, they had already been betrayed. Even though they have reached the same destination through different paths, he is actually a very good and kind-hearted person.
She must take Zhang Yuehui away from this ghost place.
The state of death is also the opportunity for life.
A few days ago, she was only one step away from leaving the city, but she was trapped in the city due to the sudden martial law. Only then did she hear that an assassin pretending to be the eighth prince had been captured in the eldest princess's house.
She thought of the Eighth Prince she had seen that day, and had a premonition in her heart. She went back to find Qiao Yinzhi and forced her to tell the truth.
Zhang Yuehui was originally Qiao Yinzhi's employer. Although she was bought by Hu Sha and worked for Qi Ren for a time, she was still the spies outside Gui Laitang. Zhang Yuehui secretly followed Nan Yi all the way north, guessing that she would take action at Wanyan Puruo's birthday party, so he found Qiao Yinzhi in advance and asked her to help with it.
Qiao Yinzhi's stay with Qi Ren was just to save his life and make ends meet, and he had no loyalty at all. But this matter was dangerous. Zhang Yuehui had now lost most of the Return Hall. If she didn't want to, he wouldn't be able to move her. But thinking of the favors the Xie family had given her in the past, she agreed without hesitation.
Zhang Yuehui also told him not to let Nan Yi know about his existence, so Qiao Yinzhi didn't mention it at that time.
Only then did Nan Yi realize that Zhang Yuehui had done so much for her, and she could not abandon Zhang Yuehui no matter what. They inquired and found out that Wanyan Puruo would soon exile Zhang Yue to Mobei.
She suddenly had an idea and asked Qiao Yinzhi to help her take on the identity of a female prisoner and blend into the team. In this way, Zhang Yue can be saved, and the prisoner escort team can be used to leave Bianjing City under tight security.
But Qiao Yinzhi immediately refused.
"The prisoners exiled to Mobei are all heinous people. In order to prevent them from rioting or escaping midway, every prisoner will have an iron ring pierced through the bone before departure and be locked in a prison car with iron chains."
Seeing that Nan Yi didn't respond, Qiao Yinzhi emphasized: "Do you know what this means? You have to be tortured to the bone for no reason! How can you bear it?"
To Qiao Yinzhi's surprise, Nan Yi replied calmly: "So, only by doing this, no one will notice the team leaving the city."
Qiao Yinzhi suddenly choked on her words.
She was right, no one would have thought that a madman would leave the city at such a price.
does it worth?
She suddenly thought of Xie Hengzai, was he worth it? He could have lived longer. It was a cup of poison. He clearly felt his internal organs being slowly eroded before he fell down. Instead of blaming her, he chose the path that was the cruelest to himself - was it worth it?
It seems that things in the world should not be measured by worthiness, only by willingness or unwillingness.
Qiao Yinzhi's voice trembled unconsciously: "Even if you leave the city, how are you going to escape?"
"As long as you get out, I will have a solution." Nan Yi said firmly.
It's nothing more than risking one's life. After so many roads, she only had the eighty miles left that ultimately determined success or failure. What she brought out was not a simple letter, but a relay of countless lives. They flew towards the ethereal light like moths to a flame, not expecting anything in return, just to clear the wronged person. And she, even if she is crawling, she has to crawl to the end.
She is no longer afraid of all the sharpness and hurt in this world. The moment he died, the most painful part of her dissipated with him, and the remaining part felt no pain and was fearless.
She was a body, she allowed it to be broken, but her soul was immortal.
She was pushed against the wall by the executioner, and the hardened iron nails penetrated into the fragile bones of the lute, carving holes in her body. She let out a beast-like wail, an iron ring pierced her back, and blood soaked half of her clothes.
Nan Yi gasped in cold sweat, but laughed like a madman. She felt extremely painful, but her body, which only relied on one breath and one breath of energy to live, suddenly felt real at this moment.
No one knew that the process of accepting his death was actually very nihilistic, and even the pain became too empty. Under the appearance of her seemingly calm and determined running for him, in fact, she was seething with futile collapse, and she couldn't catch anything. And those feelings of nothingness were finally released at this moment. She had to go through the mountains of swords and seas of fire he had walked through, taste the pain he had experienced, and leave a real mark on herself, as if in this way, she could prove that he really existed.
No one knew how much she missed him.
……
When the exiled team left the city, Wanyan Puruo stood on the city wall and watched the team go away. Zhang Yuehui was too seriously injured, and she was afraid that he would die on the way, so she temporarily exempted him from the prison sentence and threw him into the prison car.
Looking from a distance, the prison cars lined up were bumping forward slowly, and everyone in the car had lost their faces. She couldn't recognize who it was.
The proud will have their wings broken, and the noble will fall into the dust.
Those who betrayed her would only end up with a bad death.
She never wronged herself.
Wanyan Puruo turned around and left resolutely. She thought she was still the winner, but Baimi finally got lost. Right under her nose, the thief she was chasing all over the city escaped.
When Zhang Yuehui saw Nan Yi, he thought he was still in a dream.
But he knew that he would not have such a cramped and embarrassing dream, so why would he be locked up in a Western prison car in the dream?
This is real.
The man with the iron chain piercing his shoulder blade and who was in the same prison car with him was Nan Yi.
It took him a while to realize that this was her way of escaping from Bianjing.
The punishments that fell on him didn't seem to really hurt him, but when he looked at the blood holes that penetrated her body, he felt the pain that was bone-breaking, almost tearing him to pieces.
He hated him so much, hated that he didn't delay more for her, hated that he didn't have the ability to send her out of the city safely, hated that he wasn't the Asura who could overturn the world with one hand, couldn't rectify the injustice in the world, but wanted her again and again. Time and time again, I rush into the dragon's pond and the tiger's den alone, trading all my injuries for a little victory.
Probably because his eyes were too painful, she could only look at him silently and comfortingly when she saw his expression. Her whole body was covered in ashes, her expression was dim and could not be seen, only her eyes were as bright as stars.
He saw the determination in her eyes to do something even though she knew she couldn't do anything, and his fighting spirit was also ignited.
He nodded silently at her.
At night, when everyone was tired, Zhang Yuehui deliberately made noises to attract the officials to come. When people approached, he violently strangled them with the iron chain in his hand, making them unable to make a sound.
Immediately afterwards, Nan Yi conveniently fell to the ground and killed him with a dagger - every prisoner would be searched before departure, but the person who searched Nan Yi was Qiao Yinzhi, who quietly put the self-defense weapon and the book back in her on the body.
Nan Yi took the key from the government officer's body, quietly opened the iron chain and the door of the prison car, and left with Zhang Yuehui before disturbing others.
The two people, who were almost useless, relied on their feet to escape all the way south, supporting each other across an uninhabited wasteland.
The road is farther than they imagined.
