Parents' orders? How did she know who his parents were, and he didn't tell her.
Matchmaker's words? This is easy to handle, just hire a matchmaker.
Three gifts and six betrothal gifts? Zhou Yu'an covered his money bag and glanced at him secretly from the corner of his eye, thinking that he might not have enough money.
Shili Hongzhuang? Are you kidding, does she look like the kind of woman with deep pockets?
I can’t afford to marry, I really can’t afford to marry!
She had to escape. She had to find a chance to escape. She, Zhou Yuan, could not fall into the hands of such a man for the rest of her life. He is good-looking, but he costs money. Compared with men, money is of course more important.
"Zhou Yu'an, what are you thinking about?"
Shen Chongming tilted his head to look at her and saw her eyes rolling, and her mood that had just improved suddenly became gloomy. He remembered the night he got married to her in Qinglu, and her expression was like this when she coaxed him to drink a glass of wine.
"Sit tight and don't think too much."
"I don't have any crooked ideas." Zhou Yu'an avoided Shen Chongming's gaze and said with a guilty conscience: "I just feel a little cold."
"You're still cold despite wearing so much thickness?"
Shen Chongming looked at the thick clothes on her body. In his memory, she seemed to be really afraid of the cold. Like Mrs. Tan, she had to light a stove in the house as soon as winter came. He is obviously a doctor, but he cannot even regulate his own body well.
"come over!"
"what?"
"Keep warm!" Shen Chongming said and hugged her: "If you are afraid of the cold, get closer."
A man who knows the current affairs is a hero, Zhou Yu'an leaned towards him uncomfortably. They were both students of martial arts, and he was as warm as a stove, but her limbs were always cold. No matter how thick the clothes she wrapped herself in, she could not cover the cold air coming out of the cracks in her bones.
Looking at the woman burrowing into his arms like a cat, Shen Chongming couldn't help but frown - who was acting awkwardly just now?
"Zhou Yu'an?"
"Don't make any noise, I'm sleepy!" Zhou Yu'an held on to his clothes, feeling uncomfortable in the posture, and hugged his waist.
The air inside the carriage became dry.
She held him like this the night he first woke up from his injury.
It was obvious that she was lazy and forgot to add charcoal to the stove. It was obvious that she was afraid of the cold and wanted to cling to him for warmth, but she insisted on being harsh, saying that she was afraid of his wounds and couldn't bear to see him in pain, so she hugged and coaxed him.
That was the first time in his memory that someone besides his mother had "coaxed" him. Even though she was very perfunctory and her sleeping posture was extremely poor, he reluctantly let her coax him all night.
Recalling the above, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, Shen Chongming coughed slightly, and lowered his head to look at Zhou Yu'an's sleeping face. She was really sleepy, and she was snoring slightly. Seeing that she was sleeping uncomfortably, Shen Chongming moved, opened her hands, and let her lie on his lap.
Just as he was about to brush away the messy hair from her cheeks, the carriage stopped suddenly. He opened the curtain with his sword and said to the inside of the carriage: "Sir, there is a group of people approaching this way. There are at least dozens of people when you hear the sound of horse hooves."
Shen Chongming raised his thick eyebrows.
"It's okay, let's take a look and talk about it later."
"Here we come!" He took out his sword and looked at the sign on the horse that was galloping towards him: "His Royal Highness, King Qi, is becoming more and more clueless in his actions."
"It's not that they don't know how to cover up, but His Highness Prince Qi thinks they can keep us here." Shen Chongming stroked Zhou Yu'an's hair and carefully moved her aside, "Hold the sword and keep an eye on her."
"A few bastards, I don't need to do anything." He jumped out of the carriage with his sword in hand: "It's a long way to hell, I asked them to go faster."
"kill!"
Those people on horseback were very neat and tidy. They didn't say a word of nonsense and just killed them as soon as they came up. In just a moment, seven or eight corpses fell beside the carriage.
The flying arrow shot through the air and hit the carriage with a "whoosh" sound. Shen Chongming turned his face sideways and covered Zhou Yu'an's ears with his hands. Moving slower, her eyes opened, with a hint of annoyance in them.
"Go to sleep, it's okay."
Shen Chongming blocked another flying arrow, and Zhou Yu'an sat up immediately.
"Assassin? Killed you?"
"The people in Prince Qi's Mansion are afraid that I will go to Qingyang to investigate the case." Shen Chongming grabbed the third flying arrow: "It's too annoying. I'll go deal with it."
It's a bit annoying. As a killer, you can't even shoot accurately!
Zhou Yu'an pulled out a flying arrow and found that the arrowhead was different from the usual ones. It seemed to be covered with a layer of something, making the arrowhead look a bit blunt.
I lowered my head and smelled it, and it turned out to be Gelsemium mellifera.
Gelsemium is poisonous and can kill people. These killers did not want to let Shen Chongming go to Qingyang alive.
What are they afraid of?
Are you afraid that Shen Chongming will find out that the death of the county magistrate is related to the Prince of Qi's Mansion? If this is the case, the King of Qi can send people to Qingyang to destroy the corpse and eliminate the traces. Even if Shen Chongming has extraordinary abilities, he cannot investigate the case without the corpse.
Is this King Qi stupid?
No!
The prince who can survive the battle to seize the heir will definitely not be an ordinary person. It is impossible for a truly stupid person to cultivate such a force. He killed Shen Chongming not because of the county magistrate who died in Qingyang, but because of other reasons.
Thinking of this, Zhou Yuan opened the curtain and looked outside.
The fighting had stopped, and there were piles of corpses in front of the carriage. Standing aside with a sword covering his arms, Shen Chongming pointed his sword at the leader and the only man in black left.
"Where's the antidote?"
The man in black snorted coldly and turned away.
Shen Chongming didn't ask any more questions and slashed the man in black's arm with his sword.
"Where is the antidote?" Shen Chongming asked again.
"No more questions." The man in black glanced at his arm and sneered: "There is no antidote!"
"As expected of a dead soldier raised by Prince Qi's Mansion, it's a pity -" Shen Chongming clicked on the man in black's acupuncture point: "Death is not terrible for a dead soldier. What is really scary is that he did not die after the mission failed."
"What do you mean?" The man in black panicked: "Kill me and I won't tell you anything."
"Is there something I don't know about King Qi?" Shen Chongming turned around and faced the carriageway: "Come down, it's your turn."
"You just said you wouldn't bother me!" Zhou Yu'an muttered and jumped off the carriage, "These two were killed with swords, and they took at least three correct moves before they were killed. This one was killed by you. He sealed his throat with a sword, cleanly. .”
"Look at the living person!" Shen Chongming said helplessly: "The sword he held was poisoned."
"You didn't tell me earlier!" Zhou Yu'an stepped over the dead man and walked to the side holding the sword: "It's okay, it's just like the poison on the arrow."
"What is this Gelsemium?" He held his sword and covered his arm, his lips were blue and his face was pale: "I feel cold, am I going to die?"
"Why die? You are not missing in the Palace of the King of Hell." Zhou Yu'an took out a knife: "Stand still, don't move!"
"Miss Zhou!" Sensing Shen Chongming's unkind look, he held his sword and shrank back: "Young man, do it by yourself. Whatever the girl wants to do, you tell me and I'll do it."
"What else can I do? Get medicine." Zhou Yu'an handed the knife to Shen Chongming and took out a medicine bottle from the sleeve. The cork of this medicine bottle is different from others. It is inserted directly into the mouth of the bottle. You need to use a knife to remove the cork.
"When I made the cork, I didn't measure the size properly. It was too small and it just stuck at the mouth of the bottle." Zhou Yu'an explained: "This medicine is precious and there is only one bottle. Please be careful when taking out the cork, just in case." If he falls or gets hit, his life holding the sword will be gone."
