When Chen Xueying regained consciousness, a rough gasping sound came from her ears.
She opened her eyes, and her vision was filled with crimson. She stretched out her hand and pulled it, and it turned out to be a red hijab with dragons and phoenixes embroidered on it.
At this moment, she was lying on the back of someone, and that person was running quickly, as if running for his life.
His neck was slightly sore, and there was obviously a heavy crown on his head. With the rapid movement, the hairpin ring on his head jingled.
She was slightly shocked. Was Zhu Qin crazy? After stabbing her, he didn't send her to the hospital and wanted to sell her to someone else for a secret marriage?
Otherwise it would be hard for her to imagine why she would wear ancient wedding clothes.
She held her breath, quietly pulled out a golden hairpin, and looked down at the neck of the person next to her.
No, her neck was too fragile. If she stabbed him to death in one fell swoop, she would still have to be judged as having over-defense.
She narrowed her eyes and thrust hard into his back.
"Princess, ah——" The person next to me happened to say something, but the whole thing turned into a scream.
Chen Xueying took the opportunity to jump off her back and took a few steps back to stay away from this person.
Only then did she realize that her chest didn't hurt at all, the stab wound from Zhu Qin had disappeared, and the man in front of her was not Zhu Qin, but a strange man with a handsome face, and he was also wearing ancient clothes.
"Tsk—" She couldn't help but frown.
She already knew that she was mistaken. I'm afraid this is not modern time. After all, no one would go to all the trouble to call her princess.
Chen Xueying was a little anxious. Her eyes darkened. It was very likely that she had worn it, but she had no idea what her personality was or what her hidden agenda was.
"Don't make any noise, others will hear you." She warned in a low voice.
Since the two of them were running fast and looked more like fleeing, there was probably a pursuer behind them.
Sure enough, as soon as she finished speaking, the person who was screaming loudly immediately stopped talking and only dared to moan in a low voice.
She made the right bet.
"Your Highness, what do you mean by this? It was you who proposed the elopement first, but now you have regretted it?" The handsome man covered the wound with his hand and looked at her with great sadness.
Chen Xueying didn't answer, but looked at him with complicated eyes.
Talking too much at this time will make many mistakes, silence is the best disguise, and her expression of wanting to speak will automatically allow the man opposite to interpret various meanings.
The man met her eyes and became excited instantly: "Princess, do you really regret it? You don't want to leave me, do you really want to get married to that crazy prince of Northern Qi? Those terrible rumors about him, Have you forgotten? He kills like hemp, loves to eat raw meat, is ruthless and merciless, and kills flesh and blood. A golden person like you can't even survive a cup of tea in his hands."
The corner of Chen Xueying's mouth twitched, good guy, is this horse-riding world an ancient world or a suspense world?
"Those who disobey him will not end well." She said concisely and concisely.
This princess is really out of her mind. Knowing that the reputation of the Northern Qi Prince is so bad, she dared to run away with someone on the way to get married. She is simply looking for death.
"He won't find us. I have arranged everything. Princess, don't you believe in Yu Lang?" The handsome man looked at her affectionately and assured her.
Just because the wound was involved, his expression wasn't pretty enough, and he would even grin from time to time.
Chen Xueying almost rolled her eyes. She had been dealing with men and women for many years and could tell at a glance that he was lying.
Huan Yulang, is he worthy of such a greasy and crooked title?
"Are we running in the right direction? Don't get caught." She breathed a sigh of relief and seemed to completely believe what he said.
She took the opportunity to find out where the wedding team was.
The handsome man felt relieved and nodded quickly: "Yes, if we go all the way to the southwest, we will only get farther and farther away from Beiqi. There is your palace maid disguised in the carriage. She won't be discovered for a while. Wait until they react. By the time we left, we were already far away.”
As he spoke, he raised his arm to take her hand.
Chen Xueying turned sideways and avoided it.
"I can't walk, so you carry me."
The handsome man's face froze, and he forced out a smile: "Your Highness, I am injured now, and my back hurts a lot. I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on for long. Let's hurry up."
He had a weak expression on his face, obviously asking her to relent.
It's a pity that the princess in front of her has changed her shell. Chen Xueying is notoriously hard-hearted.
"It was just a moment of impatience, and I didn't hurt you at any point. Yu Lang, you are so weak, how will you live with me following you? You can't even support me now, how will you support a family in the future? "Chen Xueying started PUA directly.
The handsome man still calls her princess. Obviously, the two of them still stick to their duties. The gap in status and class is not so easy to bridge.
In addition, the princess can actually elope with someone on the way to get married. She must be simple-minded and spoiled. Chen Xueying will definitely not be wrong when she comes up with a trick.
When the man heard this, the veins on his forehead popped out.
This woman is worthy of being raised in the palace. She is beautiful and innocent when she is usually romantic. But when disaster struck, she didn't feel she was at all wrong, let alone pity him, she was extremely cruel.
"I might not be able to hold on anymore." He was swaying and about to faint.
Chen Xueying immediately looked at him with worry on her face, bit her red lips, and said slightly aggrievedly: "Yu Lang, don't force yourself. We can't escape at all, why don't we go back?"
She doesn't do tricks, these are all her remaining tricks.
The man had no choice but to squat down and pretend to carry her on his back.
She walked closer slowly, lifted up the hem of her skirt, but did not lie down. Instead, she raised her foot and kicked his wound violently.
"Ah——" The man threw himself to the ground, screaming.
Chen Xueying rushed in the opposite direction without looking back. She didn't want to run away with a man who had no face. In ancient times, this was simply seeking death.
"Stop, there will be no good end if you go back! The prince of Northern Qi will not let you go if you are a tainted princess!" Yu Cheng ignored the pain and quickly got up from the ground, chasing after her and threatening loudly.
After Chen Xueying ran for a few steps, she began to huff and puff and frowned.
She is indeed a golden girl, and fits her stereotype of a princess. This body is extremely weak.
Moreover, she was wearing a wedding dress with a skirt that swept the floor, and her hair was covered with pearls, which was even more troublesome. She could only raise her hand to pull out the golden hairpin while running, and flick it to the side to reduce the weight.
Unfortunately, Chen Xueying was still not used to ancient costumes, so she felt that they were too cumbersome and her whole body was restrained. Instead, Yu Cheng ignored her injuries and tried her best to catch up.
"Princess, don't worry, you are a wealthy person, and I won't let you live your life. Although I am just a scholar, my family is quite wealthy. There is someone in front of me to meet you. I will carry you a little further and we can meet up. , get on the carriage and leave. I will never let you suffer..." Yu Cheng persuaded him hard, and he ran faster and faster.
Chen Xueying stopped. After all, she couldn't run anymore and gasped for air.
The man walked closer and closer, reaching out to pull her shoulder. Unexpectedly, the woman raised her hand and pointed the tip of the hairpin into his palm. Apparently she had secretly hidden one.
But before the gold hairpin penetrated his palm, the man's movements had already stopped.
There was a dagger stuck in his neck, and blood spurted out.
Chen Xueying seemed to be frozen. It was too much for her to face a corpse.
Moreover, the dagger just now was shot almost close to her face. Not only did it blow a cold wind, it even cut off a strand of blue hair on her forehead.
She was so close to death.
It was even more frightening to her than the knife that Zhu Qin stabbed her. After all, after Zhu Qin stabbed her with the knife, she was already unconscious before she could feel it carefully. However, this dagger, although it did not hurt her, did There was a deep sense of fear.
Before she could recover, a pale hand came into view. That hand held the dagger and pulled it out of Yu Cheng's neck.
With a "thud", Yu Cheng fell straight down and lay dead on the spot.
His eyes were round and full of blood, showing that he would never rest in peace.
That thin hand was instantly stained red by the splattered blood, which was extremely dazzling.
Chen Xueying raised her head and met a pair of narrow eyes, but there was a biting coldness in these eyes, as if staring at a corpse.
The man in front of him was extremely handsome, with thick eyebrows and phoenix eyes, a straight nose and thin lips, and a deep outline. His superior facial features were evident everywhere, and when combined together, he was even more stunning.
But Chen Xueying had no intention of paying attention to this man. He was playing with the dagger, turning his fingers flexibly. The dagger, which was blood-sealed, was extremely obedient in his hand.
Chen Xueying didn't need to ask, she had already guessed the man's identity just by the red wedding dress.
The visitor was none other than the Prince of Northern Qi.
She was dazzled and her scalp was numb.
The rumors should not be believed, but the strong anger on the Prince of Northern Qi's body could not deceive anyone. She felt that when he got tired of it, the dagger would be inserted into her neck.
"Did you not eat? The turtle comes faster than you!" Chen Xueying did not show any timidity at all, but instead frowned and said angrily.
She couldn't sit still and wait for death. Begging for mercy and being weak was a dead end. The man in front of her didn't accept this at all. It was obvious that she wanted to take the wrong approach.
He is tough, but she is tougher than him. He is cold, but she is colder than him.
Lu Zhao was thinking about which part of her to insert the dagger into to see more blood.
There is a cliff nearby. If she were nailed to the cliff and her blood flowed down the cliff, it would be an extremely beautiful scenery.
But before he could put it into practice, he was interrupted by her bizarre words.
Lu Zhao, whose mind was filled with scenery, looked at her seriously for the first time, as if he was doubting whether she had said the words just now.
"This damn weather has ruined all my makeup. You'd better bring the rouge made by the palace and the pearl powder ground from the Dongzhu tribute from the feudal state, otherwise my face will rot!"
She was making random remarks about ancient cosmetics, and while he was looking at her, she grabbed the dagger, brought it close to her face, and pretended to look in the mirror.
"After you kill someone, can't you just wipe it off? It's full of blood and you can't see clearly at all!" She stamped her feet angrily, saying it was useless, but she held it firmly in her hand, with no intention of giving it back to him.
If he takes action, at least she still has a weapon to fight back.
Although it was obvious at a glance that this man was extremely skilled in martial arts and could kill people without being seen, she was no match for him at all, but some psychological comfort would be good.
"Is there blood on my face?" She raised her head and looked at him calmly.
The man obviously didn't expect her to ask this question and nodded subconsciously.
"Ah, so dirty. That idiot caused trouble for me before he died!" She took out the brocade handkerchief and stuffed it into his hand.
"Clean it up for me."
Perhaps her tone was too confident, or perhaps her movements were so natural that the man actually took the brocade handkerchief.
"Be careful, don't get any more blood." She warned seriously.
The man's movements were very rough, and his force was not gentle, as if he wiped it randomly, just like wiping a table.
Chen Xueying frowned, but after all she didn't express her dissatisfaction out loud, but looked at him with a bit of condemnation in her eyes.
The man paused for a moment, then quickly retracted his hand and stuffed the veil back.
Chen Xueying didn't answer at all and just waved her hand to avoid it.
"I don't want it to be dirty. Your hands are full of blood. Just wipe them off. It's easy to become stupid if you get the blood of an idiot."
Lu Zhao was silent for a moment, put the handkerchief into his bloody palm, and rubbed it vigorously.
"Aren't you sad that he died?"
Originally, Lu Zhao was not prepared to speak, because there was no need to speak to a dying person.
But at this moment, he had a rare curiosity.
The woman in front of him was something he had never encountered before.
Although she manipulated him indiscriminately when they first met, he somewhat liked the indifference she revealed, and it was not cruelty after suffering, but an innocence.
