Luo Jinyu sat on the carved chair in the study room, holding the book tightly in his hands and frowning.
His eyes shone with determination and worry, as if he was thinking about how to deal with the upcoming challenges.
In the study, the warm yellow light shone on the desk, reflecting his face a little haggard.
Outside the window, the moonlight was like water, pouring into the quiet courtyard, adding a bit of coolness.
Luo Jinyu stood up and walked to the window, looking deeply into the distance.
His mind was in turmoil and he had so many thoughts.
Luo Jinyu put one hand behind his back, pressed his temple with the other, and shook his head gently.
He tried to calm down and sort out his chaotic thoughts.
The air in the study seemed to be frozen, and there was only the sound of the breeze blowing outside the window, which seemed to be telling a wordless story.
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and felt the air flowing through his lungs.
Gradually, his heartbeat slowed down and his thoughts became clearer. He understood that in the face of the upcoming challenges, he needed to strengthen his determination and face everything more bravely.
He returned to the desk and looked at the books on the desk, feeling a little confused and unable to concentrate.
Luo Jinyu put down the scroll in his hand and left the study.
His steps were a little heavy, as if he were carrying endless worries.
The study door slowly closed, and the warm light stretched his back, reflecting in the quiet corridor.
He walked down the corridor, his footsteps echoing in the silent night.
The moonlight shines on the corridor through the window, adding a sense of mystery and tranquility to the scene.
Luo Jinyu's thoughts were still surging, but he knew that at this moment he needed to temporarily leave this space full of thoughts and find peace.
He walked to a simple wooden door and opened it gently. The moonlight shone on his face through the cracks in the door, reflecting his firm eyes.
Luo Jinyu looked up and unexpectedly walked to the pond unknowingly. A simple wooden house next to the pond came into view. The door of the wooden house was open, as if waiting for his arrival.
He pushed the door open and went in. A gust of cold wind hit him, making him shiver.
The room was dark, with only the moonlight shining through the window, forming mottled shadows on the ground.
He took a closer look and unexpectedly found Shu Zhihan lying in a pool of blood, her face as pale as paper and her eyes closed tightly.
Luo Jinyu's heart sank suddenly. He hurriedly stepped forward, knelt down and helped Shu Zhihan up.
Her body was cold and her breath was weak, as if she would leave him at any time.
At this time, Luo Jinyu even saw another person under Shu Zhihan. After taking a closer look, it turned out to be Mi Yue.
Mi Yue was covered in blood, lying motionless on the ground with no breath.
The moonlight shone on her face, reflecting her pale face. Her eyes were closed tightly, as if she had been dead for a long time.
Luo Jinyu's heart sank suddenly, and a wave of grief surged into his heart.
He stretched out his hand tremblingly and gently touched Mi Yue's breath, but could not feel any sign of life.
The scene in front of me is like a sad and beautiful picture, the moonlight, the pond, the quaint wooden house, the two women whose life or death is uncertain... everything is telling the story of the tragedy.
Luo Jinyu's eyes were shining with tears, and the pain in her heart was indescribable.
Luo Jinyu quickly took out the flare from his waist and decisively pulled out the fuse.
A dazzling light pierced the night sky, and a brilliant spark bloomed in the sky.
The sparks looked particularly bright in the night, like a shooting star streaking across the sky. The silent night was broken. The sound of the signal flare was like a final struggle against fate.
The pond under the moonlight was sparkling, reflecting the quaint wooden house, as well as Luo Jinyu's firm and determined face.
He clenched his fists and looked forward firmly, with only one belief in his heart: Shu Zhihan and Mi Yue must be rescued.
Meng Haowen was talking to Lu He in the room, when suddenly his eyes narrowed and he saw the signal belonging to Luo Jinyu flashing outside the window.
His heart skipped a beat, and he knew that the signal flare was unusual and something big must have happened.
He immediately stood up, pushed out the door, and sped away in the direction of the signal.
The night wind howled, and Meng Haowen moved very quickly through the forest paths and finally arrived at the quaint wooden house.
At a glance, he saw Luo Jinyu by the pond, and Shu Zhihan and Mi Yue lying in a pool of blood. His heart suddenly clenched, and he rushed forward to start treatment with Luo Jinyu.
Meng Haowen rushed up and asked: "General, what is going on, what happened?"
Luo Jinyu pursed his lips tightly and looked pale. He took a deep breath and tried to calm down the excitement in his heart. He pointed at Shu Zhihan and Mi Yue and said with a trembling voice: "They have been plotted against. Hurry, save them!"
Meng Haowen immediately knelt down to check the conditions of the two people. He found that they were seriously injured and bleeding.
He took out a few Huiyang Pills from his pocket and fed them to the two of them.
Luo Jinyu stood aside, his eyes red and his hands clenched into fists.
His heart was full of self-blame and regret. If it hadn't been for his negligence, perhaps none of this would have happened. He prayed silently, hoping that they could survive this.
Meng Haowen nodded, immediately took out a golden flare from his arms, pulled out the fuse and sent it out.
The sharp sound rang through the night sky and spread throughout the camp.
Soon, a general in armor galloped over on a war horse. It was Meng Haowu.
When he saw this signal, his expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly rode towards the general's mansion.
Luo Jinyu carried Shu Zhihan back to the room, immediately took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a pill, and fed it into Shu Zhihan's mouth.
The elixir melted immediately in the mouth, and Luo Jinyu put his hands on Shu Zhihan's back to deliver her internal energy.
Despair surged in Luo Jinyu's heart. His hands trembled as he probed for Shu Zhihan's breath.
He held his breath and waited. Suddenly, he felt her weak breathing. Although it was so light that it was almost ignored, in Luo Jinyu's heart, this breath was like the sound of nature.
His tense nerves relaxed a little, and the tears in his eyes shone even more.
He carefully put Shu Zhihan down and channeled her inner energy again.
The moonlight shone on Shu Zhihan's pale face, her eyes were closed tightly, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly in the moonlight.
Luo Jinyu gently stroked her face, silently praying in his heart that she would recover soon.
He secretly vowed to find the person who plotted against them and seek justice for Shu Zhihan and Mi Yue.
Meng Haowen sent Mi Yue back to the room and quickly checked her injuries.
He found that Mi Yue's wound was more serious than Shu Zhihan's, and her face was as pale as paper due to excessive blood loss.
He immediately took out a few Huiyang Pills from his arms, fed them to Miyue, and then used his energy to heal her injuries.
At this time, Meng Haowu rushed into the room, his face full of anxiety and worry. He saw Meng Haowen treating Mi Yue and immediately stepped forward to help. The two of them worked together to save Mi Yue.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and the only sounds in the room were the tense and orderly busy sounds of the two of them.
The moonlight shines on them through the window, and the air is filled with a faint medicinal fragrance. They have only one belief in their hearts: Mi Yue must be saved!
Perhaps Miyue's injury was too serious. The two brothers had worked hard for a long time, but there was still no improvement.
Their faces were full of exhaustion and worry, but their eyes shone with determination.
The atmosphere in the room became increasingly depressing, but the brothers stood closer together and faced this difficulty together.
They continued to deliver internal energy to Miyue, carefully adjusting her breathing. Their fingers held Miyue's hand tightly, conveying warmth and strength.
At this moment, they seemed to be racing against time, fighting against fate, and fighting for Mi Yue's life. The scene was full of emotion, making people feel the deep brotherhood and persistent pursuit of life.
Just when Meng Haowen and Meng Haowu felt powerless and about to collapse, they saw Lu He pushing open the door and walking in.
Her face was pale and her eyes were full of panic, but her steps were firm.
When Lu He saw the scene in the room, she immediately rushed forward. She held Mi Yue's hand tightly and softly called her name. Her voice was gentle but firm, as if she had a magical power.
Meng Haowen and Meng Haowu looked at each other, a glimmer of hope flashing in their eyes.
They knew that Luhe's arrival might be the last chance God gave them.
Looking at Mi Yue on the bed, there was still no reaction. Lu He couldn't help but think of the time he spent with Mi Yue in his mind.
The two of them were always at each other's throats. But now, Miyue lay quietly, unable to argue with her anymore.
Lu He felt an indescribable sense of loss in his heart.
She held Mi Yue's hand tightly and stroked her cheek tenderly. She whispered: "Miyue, you must be strong, Haowu cannot live without you."
The atmosphere in the room became increasingly heavy, but Lu He refused to give up.
She took a deep breath, adjusted her emotions, picked up the dagger at hand and scratched her arm hard, and then dripped blood directly into Miyue's mouth.
The moonlight shines on them, making the scene look particularly warm and firm. At this moment, Lu He, Meng Haowen and Meng Haowu were closely united, fighting for Mi Yue's life.
Meng Haowu looked at Lu He's actions, and a warm current surged in his heart.
He had never seen such a determined and brave side of Lu He, which made him full of gratitude and respect for Lu He.
He held Lu He's hand tightly, with tears in his eyes, and said softly: "Thank you, Lu He. You are so kind."
Lu He smiled slightly, shook his head and said, "You're welcome. You and Haowen are both good brothers and should help each other."
Meng Haowu was filled with emotion. He knew that Lu He's arrival had brought them new hope.
He secretly vowed that no matter what the outcome, he would always be grateful to Lu He for his kindness.
The moonlight shone on them, and their figures looked particularly firm in the moonlight. At this moment, they were not only fighting for Mi Yue's life, but also for each other's friendship and trust.
