Lu Qingtang was half-sitting, resting his elbows on the ground. His elbows hurt when they hit the hard stone. But she didn't mind at the moment, this might be the last time she felt any pain.
She closed her eyes and waited for Ling Guang's knife to pierce her chest.
However, Ling Guang only put the saber against her neck and did not take the next step.
Lu Qingtang still had her eyes closed, and her thin white neck touched the cold blade. At that moment, she stood up with hair all over her body. She was sure that she might be dying, and her mind was filled with happy scenes with the children, and Mo Zeshen.
He must be going crazy now.
Oh, she has to worry about him again, maybe this is her fate.
For a long time, Lu Qingtang didn't wait for Ling Guang to open her neck. When he opened his eyes, Ling Guang had already pulled off the mask on his face.
This is a childish face, a boy of eighteen or nineteen years old has red lips and white teeth, and his eyes are like clear water.
Lu Qingtang lowered his eyes and glanced at the knife that could reveal his face, then raised his eyes and looked at Ling Guang, "I remember you, your name is Ling Guang, and you got typhoid some time ago."
Ling Guang was stunned for a moment, then immediately took back the knife, knelt down and kowtowed to her.
While kowtowing, he said to Lu Qingtang: "Thank you Princess Chen for your medical treatment and gift of medicine, otherwise this villain's life will be..."
He didn't dare to say the next words.
Others donated doctors and medicines to save his life, but he in turn wanted to take people's lives. This sounds like a drama of ungratefulness.
If not, he is ungrateful.
For a moment, Ling Guang's face turned red and his eyes became twinkling.
Lu Qingtang propped himself up, leaning his back against the cold wall, looking directly at Ling Guang, "Did Ji Wuhen send you to kill me?"
Ling Guang didn't answer. He lowered his head, his thick eyelashes leaving a slightly trembling shadow under his eyes.
Lu Qingtang sneered. Silence was acquiescence. She understood this truth.
She closed her eyes again and sighed: "Then you kill me. I won't resist anymore. For the sake of saving you, take my body back and return it to my husband."
It's not an opponent anyway, so it's better to leave a whole body than to be eaten by wild beasts in the deep mountains and forests.
However, what was heard in his ears was the clang of the saber falling to the ground, and Ling Guang sobbing softly.
Lu Qingtang opened his eyes and saw that Ling Guang's red eyes were filled with tears, as if he was aggrieved.
Mo Bao should be just as handsome when he reaches his age. Children at this age can be fathers.
She suppressed the bitterness in her heart and couldn't help laughing at Ling Guang, "I'm the one who should cry. You can cry no matter what, it's not embarrassing."
Ling Guang raised his head, his wet eyes were red and very pitiful.
He sniffed, wiped his tears with his sleeve, and said to Lu Qingtang in a cold voice: "Go away, I won't kill you, and I can't kill my savior."
After all, he couldn't do it.
Lu Qingtang frowned and looked at him, "What about you?"
"Will Ji Wuhen just pass you? You will definitely die."
Ling Guang looked away, and turned his face to look at the entrance of the cave. The high bridge of his nose was a little red.
He choked and said: "I...my life was given by the prince, and I am willing to do so."
He pointed at the entrance of the cave and urged Lu Qingtang, "Go quickly, don't let me change my mind."
Lu Qingtang frowned, supported his heavy body on his elbows, and at the same time picked up a stone and held it in his hand. She stood up and thanked Ling Guang, who had empty eyes.
Ling Guang didn't respond and just stood there. Lu Qingtang took this opportunity to pick up the stone in his hand and hit him on the head.
Before falling to the ground, Ling Guang was still looking at her with an incredulous expression, but he didn't expect that she would sneak up on him.
Lu Qingtang looked at Ling Guang apologetically, clasping his hands together in a prayer gesture, "Little brother, it's better to die than to live. When I find reinforcements, I will come to you and take you back to the palace to keep you safe."
While tying Ling Guang with a rope, she whispered in his ear, "In order to prevent you from committing suicide, I can only tie you up first. You should feel aggrieved first."
After saying that, she tied a beautiful bow on Ling Guang's hand, then picked up the rags on the ground and stuffed his mouth. As long as he doesn't shout, he won't attract the beasts in the woods.
After doing all this, Lu Qingtang was exhausted, but she couldn't care less about rest. She had to leave this place quickly and find her children.
They must all be worried that something is broken.
She held the saber in her hand and staggered towards the entrance of the cave. Looking at the little light, she seemed to see the smiling faces of the children, and she couldn't help but smile.
But suddenly there was a noise behind her, and she didn't even have time to turn around. She only felt a sharp pain in her left shoulder, and her body immediately lost balance and fell to the ground.
The cold stone hurt her whole body to the point of breaking. She lay on the ground, gasping for air, and tried her best to look back. But when she saw the tall masked man who had just been knocked unconscious by her standing behind her, she didn't have time to stop throwing the darts.
His head was covered with blood, and his eyes were gleaming with cold light, which was frightening in the dark cave.
Lu Qingtang looked at it for a moment, holding the knife tightly with one hand, gradually relaxing the other hand, and closing his eyes. Listening carefully to the different shades of footsteps of the tall man, Lu Qingtang's heartbeat was racing to the extreme at this moment, for fear that his heart would jump out of his chest when he opened his mouth.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and when he felt that the other party had come to his side, Lu Qingtang suddenly opened his eyes and stabbed the knife in his hand at the same time.
The blood was warm and splashed on Lu Qingtang's face. She could clearly see the knife edge slicing open the abdominal cavity, and the white flesh mixed with blood continued to flow out. The strong smell of blood instantly hit her face.
Looking up at the masked man, he looked at her with surprise on his face. His face was ferocious because of the pain, and veins popped out on his forehead.
With a "bang", the tall man fell to the ground.
Lu Qingtang also collapsed on the ground, the knife in his hand still tightly held in his hand.
She lay on her back, breathing heavily, enjoying the pleasure of the rest of her life. After the pleasure passed, she couldn't help but want to cry.
Her hands were obviously used to treat illnesses, save lives, and perform surgeries, but now they could also kill people.
After a long time, she struggled to get up from the ground and walked out of the cave holding on to one hand.
The midday sun was extremely dazzling. She stretched out her bloody hand to block the sun, and then put her hand down when she got used to it. She stood in front of the cave entrance, breathing heavily and enjoying the air without the smell of blood. It felt so good.
After his mind calmed down a bit, Lu Qingtang began to think about how to leave this wilderness.
This is a mountain top, surrounded by bushes. I don’t know how the three people found such a place.
She looked around, determined the direction, and chose to go east.
She entered a forest. The towering poplar trees almost blocked the sunny sunshine, making the entire jungle look very gloomy, no better than the cave just now.
I don’t know how long I walked, but I still couldn’t see the exit of the deep forest, so Lu Qingtang started to panic.
