After being a widow for half my life, I found out that my husband was not dead.

On the street in front of the city gate, Han Lin and his five hundred soldiers were overtaken by the Royal Guards led by the King of England. The two sides fought fiercely in the night. At this time, the city gate was closed, and the soldiers on the city gate were in full formation.

The soldiers around Han Lin are all elite soldiers who have been on the battlefield. Five hundred can be worth five thousand. Therefore, although the Imperial Guard has a large number of people, it does not benefit at the moment.

But Han Lin was still panicked. The city gate was closed behind them, and the guards were blocking them in front. The reinforcements would continue to increase. They seemed to be trapped in a cage. Even though their claws were sharp, they could not break through the cage.

And the sky is about to dawn.

At this time, he had realized that something was wrong and had fallen into Yan Mu's trap, but there was no way back.

He rushed to Han Zhao and shouted at him, "Lead a small group of people and escape from the west city gate!"

Han Zhao killed the imperial guard in front of him with one sword. He looked back and saw that Haitang was protected by his own people and was not injured. He was relieved for a moment.

"Dad, you go first, I'll block it for you!" Han Zhao said.

Han Lin pulled Han Zhao behind him, first killed the guards who rushed up, and then gritted his teeth and said: "I tell you to leave first, so you go first. You are the last hope of our Han family!"

"father!"

"If you are a good son of your father, then leave quickly!"

Han Zhao looked up and saw his father staring at him urgently. He was particularly unwilling to give in. "Let's run away together!"

"Dad can't escape, but you can!" Han Lin said, pushing Han Zhao hard, "Escape quickly!"

Han Zhao clenched his fists, took a deep look at his father, then pulled Haitang and rushed towards the west gate with a group of people. The pursuit of soldiers continued along the way. When they approached the west city gate, they saw a group of soldiers waiting in the distance. They held torches in their hands, and the light of the torches gathered together like a sea of ​​fire.

Obviously the King of England had expected it and had been prepared for it.

He hurriedly turned the carriage around, but more and more soldiers were chasing him. They were attacked from two sides, and the people around him fell one by one.

"Sir, let's escape from this alley. We'll hide first and then find a chance to leave the city." Haitang pointed to the alley next to her and shouted to Han Zhao.

She didn't expect that Han Zhao would take her with him when he was escaping, and he would protect her in his arms without causing any harm to her.

Han Zhao took a look at the situation and realized that he couldn't even leave the city tonight, so he jumped off the horse with Haitang and fled into the alley while fighting. There were many pursuers, but he only had the strength to protect Haitang. After a while, he was wounded, one or two, and the blood dyed his clothes red, making his eyes even more fierce.

Haitang felt panicked and anxious for no reason. She looked around and saw that the lock on the door next to her was rusty. She guessed that no one lived in this courtyard.

"Sir, let's climb over the wall!"

Han Zhao looked at the pursuers behind him, then at the wounds on his abdomen and the blood on the ground. With a determined look in his eyes, he led Haitang over the wall. Sure enough, it was an abandoned house. No one had lived in it for a long time.

Han Zhao pushed Haitang against the wall and stared at her.

"Young Master..." Haitang was so stared at that she felt scared. In the brawl just now, a guard killed her from behind, but the person protecting her was not alert. She couldn't wait to die, so she took action, but she withdrew her move. When she arrived, she turned around and saw Han Zhao looking at her with sinister eyes.

She was exposed.

"You, you're hurt."

Haitang saw that Han Zhao's abdomen seemed to be seriously injured and wanted to help him sit down, but he pushed his hand away.

"Son..."

Han Zhao took a deep breath, took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, and gave it to Haitang, "There is an antidote for Xiaoyaosan in it."

Haitang looked at the small porcelain bottle that was thrust into her hand and was stunned.

Is this the antidote to Xiaoyaosan?

She thought deeply about it, endured the humiliation and sacrificed her own life, and finally got this antidote...

But, it just happened at this time.

"Oh, I, Han Zhao, am actually today. I am so depressed that I still fall in love with a... prostitute!"

Hearing this, Haitang also smiled, "Yes, you, Little General Han, are ruthless, sinister and vicious, but you can actually talk about love."

"I love you." Han Zhao grabbed Haitang's shoulders, "What about you?"

Haitang lowered his head and smiled for a while, then raised it up and looked at Han Zhao mockingly, "I entered the Xiaoxiang Pavilion so that I can get close to you one day, but you are too difficult to get close to. It took me three years to transform from a newcomer to an oiran. , but you never took another look at me. I thought this is not possible, I have to make you notice me, so I approached Yan Mu, because you hated Yan Mu, so you saw me. Because you wanted to humiliate Yan Mu, you thought you were right. He snatched me away from him, so that I had a chance. Then came the other courtyard, and then Yuzhou and his party. I successfully made you think that I loved you, made you fall in love with me, and then followed you into the general. Mansion. Oh, by the way, I stole that big box of account books that your father threw away."

He grabbed her shoulders with force, Haitang narrowed her eyes, and a sharp knife emerged from her cuffs. She was still smiling, very proudly.

"I didn't expect it. If you think about it carefully, you actually harmed your father and your general's mansion."

Han Zhao's face was ugly, but at the same time he was very calm, no, it should be dead silent.

"I couldn't find this antidote pill, so I had to take Xiaoyaosan in front of you. Finally, at the last moment, at the last moment, you gave me the antidote. You said you loved me, and I believed it. But that's it. I find it ridiculous that you, Han Zhao, can be so stupid sometimes and love me, haha, you are so stupid that it makes people laugh."

Han Zhao nodded, "I am indeed stupid."

He grabbed the hands on her shoulders and moved them up to her neck. Just when Haitang was about to take action, his hands moved to the side of her face and stroked her softly.

He came close to her and kissed her, tenderly and lingeringly.

"I have loved two women, one ruined my appearance and the other crushed my heart."

Haitang frowned. She saw Han Zhao crying. A drop fell on her face, slid down her cheek and into her mouth. It was salty and astringent.

"The pursuers will find themselves here along the blood trail. I have to lure them away."

"you……"

"I can't survive anyway, so let's do one last human thing."

After saying that, Han Zhao let go of her and jumped over the wall.

Haitang's breath was suddenly released, and her body softened to the ground. She looked at the antidote in her left hand, and then at the murder knife in her right hand, and was stunned for a long time.

The cuffs were stained with blood, Han Zhao's blood, and Haitang woke up suddenly. She climbed over the wall in a panic and ran towards the alley.

After walking through the alley and coming to the street, Haitang saw Han Lin from a distance and saw two people blocking him in front of him, one of whom choked him. He was powerless to resist, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and he didn't even have the strength to struggle.

She staggered and rushed forward. Her eyes were full of Han Lin. She didn't realize it until someone called her.

"Begonia!"

She looked up and realized it was Hongzhu, and the one holding Han Lin's neck was Chongming.

Chongming wakes up briefly, with a sinister look on his face, and kills people like crazy.