When the Broken Sleeve Travels to the Country of Women

It was a peaceful night, Huang Fufeng slept peacefully in Lu Wanshu's arms.

It's just that when he woke up, the quilt next to him was already cold, and Lu Wanshu had long since disappeared.

Huang Wuqing came to Prince Rui's residence again, and because Huang Fufeng's spirit was exceptionally good today, he got up to receive her.

Huang Wuqing brought him good news with an excited face, and this so-called good news was the news that Huang Wu would finally win and return to court.

Huang Wuqing came here today, and originally planned to go out of the city with Huang Fufeng to welcome Huang Wu's end, and she had already calculated everything, starting in the morning and meeting in the afternoon.

Huang Fufeng felt that his body was fine, and being dragged by Huang Wu Qingsheng, he followed her suggestion and went to meet Huang Wu's end together.

It's just that since he woke up, he couldn't find Lu Wanshu, and he felt a little uneasy.

However, Jinse handed him a note, which was left by Lu Wanshu. It said that Lu Wanshu had something to go back to Lu Chuan's cabin, and told him not to worry about it.

Huang Fufeng felt relieved, and set off with Huang Wuqing.

However, his health was indeed too poor. Huang Wuqing couldn't bear to rest while walking like this, and left most of the guards to protect him, so he left first, but Huang Fufeng was two days later than originally planned. It took an hour to arrive at the tent at the end of the imperial dance.

It was already late at night, and the moonlight seemed a little dim, but fortunately, the leader of the patrolling soldiers recognized him, so he took him to Huang Wuzhong's camp.

But before seeing a corner of the tent at the end of the imperial dance, the army has already started to be confused for no reason.

The leader of the patrolling soldiers leading him has also lost his footing.

On the high pole next to the sky-high flame, a bloody head has been hung on it at some unknown time.

The barracks, which had been operating in an orderly manner, began to be in chaos, and the fire slowly spread towards him.

Fighting sounded from all around, but these soldiers didn't know who these sudden attackers were.

There was fire on all sides, blood on all sides, the guards near Huang Fufeng began to fall down one by one, hot blood sprayed on his face.

Finally, he got closer and closer to the blazing flame, and finally saw the head on the high pole clearly, that's right!That's right!He read it right, it was the end of the imperial dance.

He was still in a daze, but there was already a rain of black arrows flying in the sky. Against the backdrop of the flames, he could see clearly that the person who ordered the shooting of the arrows was Lu Wanshu who was still hugging him last night and rubbing against his ears.

At this time, he was wearing armor, followed by a crowd of soldiers.

Against the background of blood and fire, the dim moonlight was imprinted on his face, which was a strangeness that Huang Fufeng had never noticed.

It turned out that if you misunderstood a person, the ending would be like a thousand arrows piercing your heart, but only now did he realize that he had never known this man before.

The rain of arrows hovered in the air, but Huang Fufeng quietly waited for them to pass through his chest, with a strangely calm expression on his face.

He no longer dared to look at Lu Wanshu's expression, he might be surprised, or in pain, or shouting at him ferociously, but he couldn't hear him anymore, he was silently waiting for death.

This time he was not afraid, and he should have died.

However, there was no suffocating pain. His already stiff arm was dragged aside, and the fast-flying arrow feathers brushed against his arm, leaving dazzling blood marks on the white brocade clothes.

It's just that he didn't have time to worry about this, the person who pulled him away just now was standing in front of him, so it wasn't him, but the person in front who was pierced by thousands of arrows.

Only then did he recover from the trance just now, the black arrow feathers had completely fallen, and no one shot an arrow at them again.

And the soldiers beside him have all fallen down, including the leader of the patrol soldiers who flattered him just now. He clearly smiled so brightly just now, but now his face is bloody and lifeless.

It's just that he didn't care about other people anymore, his eyes were wide open, his pupils dilated, and he was staring at the person who was stabbed with holes all over his body.

The man turned around slowly, then fell heavily on his knees, without any extra movements or words.

Huang Fufeng had already used the fastest speed to catch the wounded body, but it was still too slow.

Yang Han stared in his direction, as if he had a thousand words to say, but he didn't even have time to say a word, so he threw himself in front of Huang Fufeng and swallowed his breath.

Huang Fufeng finally knelt down in front of Yang Han, but he was only a second late, and he was able to catch him.

It's snowing again.

This year's snow was a bit heavy, and the surroundings were chaotic, but the sound of the heavy snow crushing the branches could still be clearly heard.

Yang Han's entire face was already buried in the white snow. When Huang Fufeng fished him out of the snowdrift, the expression on his face was frozen stiff. In the wide-open eyeballs, the last imprint was, It was Huang Fufeng's panic-stricken face.

Finally, Huang Fufeng cried.

This loyalist who spoke few words finally died. "Yang Han, will you listen to all my orders?"

Still as usual, his expression was calm, but he made a surprising plea, "Your Highness, please don't drive me away."

"Who said I'm going to drive you away."

Yang Han raised his head again, Huang Fufeng couldn't see his real emotion clearly from his complex expression, "You used to..." It seemed like a thousand words, but finally choked in his throat.

"As long as you are willing to stay, I will not drive you away. Besides, I just want to ask you for a favor."

Yang Han regained his usual calmness and said, "Please speak, Your Highness!"

"I would like to ask you to go out with the second princess to protect her."

Yan Han immediately frowned unconsciously, "But I want to protect you!"

"I don't need your protection now..."

"No need", it's just this sentence, it doesn't matter what you say later, he agreed.

In the end, he died to protect him.

The movement of the fighting became smaller and smaller, because most of the soldiers had been knocked down by the medicine, and there were very few people who needed to be dealt with. At least, this was no problem for Lu Wanshu.

Lu Wanshu pacified all the rebels, and he began to lean closer to Huang Fufeng step by step, with a look of helplessness on Huang Fufeng's face that he had never seen before, and he seemed to want to raise his hand to wipe away the tears on Huang Fufeng's face.

But Huang Fufeng had already brushed his hand away, and began to laugh out loud sadly, "So you actually have such a heart, I can't see it, I can't see it...

Huang Fufeng was crying or laughing, his shoulders were shaking violently, but he was still holding on tightly to the broken body of the man on the ground, which seemed to annoy Lu Wanshu very much, and the soft things in his eyes were quickly hidden.

Lu Wanshu stood up suddenly, looked at Huang Fufeng with a high face, pointed at Yang Han's body, and ordered sharply to his subordinates: "Burn him."

Huang Fufeng soon stopped laughing, he wanted to protect the corpse, as if he could come back to life by waiting.

It's just that those soldiers didn't listen to his cries of pain, and came to snatch the body from him without hesitation, and he was powerless to stop it.

They began to pull out the arrow feathers that had penetrated deeply into Yang Han's viscera one by one, pulling out drops of black blood and pieces of rotten flesh, their actions were still as rude, because they knew that people on the ground would no longer feel pain.

All the shouting was useless.

The fire had already been extinguished, and the sound of fighting had gradually quieted down until the surroundings became a bit horribly quiet. The corpses on the ground were piled together, and could be burned into a pile of black ashes with just one fire, and there were still mottled blood stains on the snow. , some shocking.

Yang Han's body was handled thoroughly, even the ashes were not left for Huang Fufeng.

Huang Fufeng and Huang Wuqing were imprisoned in the tent that was supposed to be the end of Huang Wu. Perhaps because of the stimulation, Huang Fufeng fell into a coma.

For this series of events, Huang Wuqing was not surprised at all, everything was within her expectations.

He began to wipe off the blood on Huang Fufeng's body with warm water without haste, and looked towards the tent from time to time, as if he was waiting for someone.

Soon, Lu Wanshu entered the account.

"When will you let me go?"

Lu Wanshu approached Huang Fufeng's collapse step by step, glanced at Huang Wuqing with disgust, grabbed the towel from Huang Wuqing's hand, and said, "Go away!"

Huang Wu smiled, not angry, and said: "Why, it's not good for me, be careful that I don't give you the antidote..."

Lu Wanshu strangled her snow-white neck, because of too much force, Huang Wuqing's face turned red, and the feeling of suffocation rose to her brain, but she still smiled, and Lu Wanshu finally let go of her hand.

Lu Wanshu took a deep breath, recovered his normal expression, and said, "Let's go!"

Huang Wuqing shook her head with interest, "No, no, I will take him with me when he wakes up."

"You..." Huang Wuqing still looked excited, as if he was taking pleasure in provoking Lu Wanshu, "It's very interesting for the talented Lu who shows no emotions, but now for my royal brother."

Lu Wanshu knew that it was useless to be angry, and after a while, he said in a normal tone: "The medicine is already in your hands, so what if you take him away."

Huang Wuqing finally got up from the couch and looked at Lu Wanshu with great interest, "Anyway, he will leave you sooner or later, and he almost hates you to the bone. What's the use of keeping him? Don't worry, I'll finish that matter. I will save him."

Then I turned around and looked at the unconscious person on the couch, besides, I didn't seem to want him to die either.

"Okay!" Lu Wanshu agreed, with a calm face, but the veins in his tightly clenched right hand bulged out, which did not escape Huang Wuqing's eyes. This kind of reaction made him very happy, because the more Lu Wanshu cared about Huang Fufeng, the more likely she would win. Three points more.

When Huang Fufeng woke up again, he was in the carriage, and Huang Wuqing was driving the horse.

Huang Wuqing heard his movements and began to cry.

Huang Fufeng forced himself to sit up, his pale lips moved: "Why are we here?"

The tears on Huang Wuqing's face became more intense, "Those Huangjie's old subordinates all died in order to save us, so we escaped from the camp."

"He killed him!" At this time, the sky had already brightened, and the two horses pulling the cart were panting with exhaustion, which was the evidence of running all night. He asked in a trembling voice, "He, is he still chasing us?"

Knowing this, he still confirmed it over and over again.

Huang Wuqing did indeed nod, her face full of fear, she couldn't speak clearly, "They will soon...will catch up."

As if in response to Huang Wuqing's words, the sound of messy horseshoes came from a distance, getting closer.

Huang Fufeng braced himself up, pulled the curtain of the car, and got over one of the horses, "Cut off the reins and abandon the car, you can go faster."

"But brother, your body..."

"It's okay, hurry up!" Then, without too much hesitation, Huang Wuqing also jumped onto the other horse, and cut off the rein swiftly.

The two horses that were originally pulling the heavy carriage let out a long cry and ran even faster. The heavy carriage was left far behind.

This horse was originally chosen by Lu Wanshu for Huang Wuqing to run back with Huang Fufeng. With their current physical strength, it is more than enough to return to the capital city.

It's just that as soon as Lu Wanshu let Huang Wuqing and Huang Fufeng go, Lu Chuan came. He didn't care about Huang Fufeng's life, so he sent people to chase after him overnight.

It was only a moment's pause, and the pursuers behind them were getting closer and closer. The one who took the lead in chasing them down was Lu Chuan, the father-in-law whom Huang Fufeng had intended to curry favor with, and beside him, Lu Wanshu was also there.

It is getting closer and closer, the city gate is now wide open, as long as you go in, you will be safe.

It's just that Lu Chuan has set up the arrow at this time and pulled the string to the full. With his arrow method, it is enough to kill one of them in time.

Lu Yanshu had been controlled by the subordinates next to him, and was roaring hoarsely. The old man's cloudy eyes looked at the suffering man, and without any hesitation, the arrow had already been shot.

As if he had compromised, he finally chose to shoot at Huang Wuqing.

Lu Wanshu finally stopped struggling and fell into the snow. He no longer looked at the high-ranking person sitting on the horse, but at the arrow feather flying out in a hurry.

The sharp arrow pierced through the air and shot straight at Huang Wuqing's vital point.

But in the next second, Huang Fufeng, who was riding side by side, suddenly jumped onto Huang Wuqing's horse, and the arrow feather that should have been shot at Huang Wuqing had already submerged into Huang Fufeng's flesh and blood.

At last there was only a whimper of pain and a loud slam of the door.

After a long time, countless arrow feathers began to fall from the city gate, and Lu Wanshu, who was absent-minded, was carried on the back of a horse. After the sound of messy hooves, there was silence.

Princess Rui Lu Elegy has committed treason.

And the new Crown Prince danced and died.

Most of Tonghuangwu's soldiers who went out to fight against the rebellion were captured by Lu Wanshu, and the country was in danger.