Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

Before they could open their mouths, something flew past them at a speed so fast that they couldn't even see it. It only made a sharp sound in the dark night.

Liang Huan's heart trembled, and the hairs all over his body stood up.

She didn't know how many people were chasing them, or whether any of them were hit by arrows and fell from their horses. She only knew that the ground behind her seemed to be shaking, and arrows were shooting at them like a rain.

Liang Huan's whole body was stiff and she didn't dare to move. Yu Wenjue wrapped her tightly with his body.

None of them spoke, but the sound of wind, arrows, and low voices could not be heard.

Suddenly, Yu Wenjue tightened the reins suddenly, and the horse neighed, raised its front hooves, and almost stood up.

Before Liang Huan could figure out what was going on, he saw black shadows leaping out of the air, raising their bright swords and rushing towards them.

Liang Huan's heart tightened, this was clearly an ambush.

Before the horse's hoof hit the ground, she heard a scream, followed by a sudden spin, and Yu Wenjue hugged her and rolled heavily to the ground.

Before they could stand up, the man in black slashed at them with a knife.

Seeing the blade fall, Liang Huan stared and broke into a cold sweat. Yu Wenjue turned around to protect her in his arms, facing the blade with his back.

Liang Huan's voice was hoarse and his mind went blank.

The swords collided, making an extremely harsh sound.

Yuchi Yuan slashed over with a clean cut, and then kicked the approaching killer away.

With the threat gone, Yu Wenjue stood up holding Liang Han in his arms.

Qingzhu dealt with the men in black who were fighting with his sword, then ran straight over to protect them with his sword in hand.

For a moment, flesh and blood flew everywhere and swords rolled.

Liang Huan took a quick glance and saw that they were surrounded by many people. People in black kept pouring in. Sure enough, they were coming for Yu Wenjue!

Qingzhu and Yuchiyuan cooperated to cover them and go straight to the east.

Unfortunately, we were outnumbered, and after fighting for a long time, more than half of the people Yu Wenjue brought had already been killed or injured, leaving only a dozen people struggling to hold on, while the men in black were still coming and going.

In order to catch her, Yu Wenke did not care about the cost and sent out top masters like Wei Yue. What's more, today he was determined to eradicate Yu Wenjue. He would have ten times more elite soldiers than that day. How could he allow Yu Wenjue to escape easily?

If this continues, they will all die.

Yu Wenjue glanced at Liang Huan: "Yuan, take your wife away."

Liang Huan was so excited that she grabbed his hand tightly.

If we put it in normal times, it can be said that she left not to drag him down and find a chance to escape. But now, he has lost all his internal strength, has relapsed from old injuries, and is even weaker than her. He just gave her a chance to live.

Liang Huan glared at him and gritted his teeth: "No."

Just as Yu Wenjue was about to speak, his expression suddenly changed, and he pulled her behind him forcefully. He was stabbed in the arm. He flipped his wrist, pulled out the dagger, and pierced the person's chest, then kicked him.

Liang Huan saw the right moment, closed his eyes with a low cry, grabbed the bottle containing the powder, and threw it at the man in black behind him.

In the dark night, a white mist rose, and then a wail sounded.

Taking advantage of this moment, Yuchi Yuan swung away with his sword, causing several people in front of him to fall to the ground, and warm blood splashed onto her face.

Liang Huan didn't care and spread whatever he caught.

They concentrated their attack on one spot, but fortunately they broke out of a gap. Yu Wenjue grabbed her wrist and ran straight to the gap, with Yu Chiyuan following closely behind.

In a hurry, Liang Huan didn't care to see if anyone was catching up with him. He held Yu Wenjue's hand tightly and ran forward with all his strength, regardless of where he was in front of him.

There was the sound of horse hooves behind him, and someone was chasing after him on horseback.

"Your Highness!"

It's green bamboo.

She jumped down, turned her back to them, and went to help Yuchi Yuan who was fighting with the man in black.

"Your Highness, leave quickly."

Hearing the noise, many people were chasing them.

As expected, there were only a few people brought by Yu Wenjue.

Just as Liang Huan turned her head, her body tightened and she was carried by Yu Wenjue and climbed onto the horse's back.

As she sat down, she caught a glimpse of Qingzhu being slashed on her vest with a knife. Her pupils shrank, her heart ached violently, her throat was so tight that she couldn't make a sound, and tears instantly rushed out of her eyes.

The horse ran so fast that she couldn't even see if Yuchiyuan was following.

Yu Wenjue was even more silent and drove his horse straight to the east.

Apart from the sound of wind in his ears and the sound of fighting being pushed further and further away, he heard nothing else.

When they reached the Fen River, they fell to the ground. The horses were exhausted.

Yu Wenjue helped her up without saying a word and walked to the river.

It was not the big boat they usually took, but an inconspicuous boat.

Before they even got close, someone jumped out of the boat.

It was a strange face that Liang Huan had never seen before, so he respectfully took them on board.

As soon as they got on the boat, the man asked someone to sail the boat.

The tears on Liang Huan's face had long been blown dry by the wind.

She did not enter the cabin, but turned around and looked towards the river bank. Unfortunately, no one caught up with her. From now on, her whole body was trembling, and her clenched teeth were chattering.

I don't know if it's fear or hatred.

A thud.

Liang Huan turned around and saw that Yu Wenjue had fallen to the ground.

The man from before rushed forward in a hurry and helped the man into the cabin together with Liang Huan.

There was a lamp lit in the cabin, and it was only with this faint light that Liang Huan discovered that he had been hit by an arrow in his back. The blood had already stained a large area of ​​his clothes, but she didn't know when he secretly pulled out the arrow.

Liang Huan's heart was trembling. He took a deep breath and tried to calm down.

While asking someone to bring him some water, he carefully helped him take off his clothes.

The knife wounds on the arms, the arrow wounds on the back, and the old wounds on the chest that had been bandaged were bleeding again...

Fortunately, she was well prepared and had brought a lot of medicine to treat injuries. Plus the supplies in the cabin were enough.

Liang Huan stayed up and helped him deal with everything.

After all the wounds were bandaged, the sky outside was glowing with white light.

Liang Huan also seemed to be exhausted.

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In the big tent, Yu Wenke frowned and waited anxiously, pacing back and forth.

A group of people were kneeling on the ground two steps away.

He pursed his lips tightly, with his tall body and cold expression, you could feel the anger and murderous intent in his body without getting close.

The air was oppressively still.

Feng Qingyue lowered her head and knelt on the ground, slightly raising her eyes to look over, her teeth itching with hatred.

I really didn't expect that Liang Huan would run away like this.

Under the anger, fear arose again. If Lu Xiu and Liang Huan escaped safely, I didn't know what Yu Wenke would do to him. He gritted his teeth and thought quickly.

"Duke!"

Just as he was thinking about it, someone hurriedly walked into the tent.

Yu Wenke paused and stared at him: "How?"

The man bowed his head and knelt down: "We didn't find King Qi's body, it should be——"

"A bunch of trash!"

Yu Wenke shouted loudly, his veins popped out, and he kicked him, furious.

The man tilted his body and almost fell down, but he knelt down despite the pain.

Yu Wenke was so angry that he drew out his sword and slashed with it.

The warm liquid poured over Feng Qingyue's head, and blood fell on the ground drop by drop from her face.

Yu Wenke leaned down, pinched her neck, and lifted her up from the ground.

"How about you go and accompany him too?"

Facing the sinister eyes, Feng Qingyue's mind went numb, and she remembered something in the crisis.

She stared for a while and then said with white lips: "My lord, that concubine is Liang Han!"

Yu Wenke's eyes were fierce: "Do you think I'm blind?"

He could see clearly outside the tent that it was not Mr. Liang's face.

"Besides, Mr. Liang doesn't know how to ride and shoot!"

Feng Qingyue shook her head with a pale face, raised her finger, and said anxiously: "I have a way to prove it and arrest him!"