Mr. Fu ran away again today

Everything happened in this instant, and Mo Chen didn't have time to rush to Fu Chuxi's side. Fortunately, Fu Chuxi had already sensed the oncoming arrow. The arrow was too fast and he had no time to avoid it, so he had no choice but to hold the knife across his chest to block it that one arrow.

The arrow was so close that Fu Chuxi's wrist holding the knife went numb due to its strength. With a soft hand, there was a "ding" sound. The arrow grazed the blade, but failed to bounce off, and pierced Fu Chuxi's left shoulder.

Mo Chen killed the assassin in the courtyard, jumped up and pushed the sword in his hand forward, the sword brushed over Murong Yuan who fell on the ground, and directly nailed the assassin's chest.

Mo Chen caught Fu Chuxi who fell limply, quickly sealed several acupuncture points around Fu Chuxi's heart, and then grabbed the arrow tail and pulled out the poisonous arrow.

Mo Chen was a little flustered, he whispered: "It's okay, I brought the detoxification pill of Divine Doctor Xue, although this poison looks dangerous, it should not be some strange poison..." He said these words for himself, It seems that only by speaking out can the fear in his heart be lessened.

Mo Chen took out a red bottle from his purse, poured two pills into the palm of his hand, and fed it into Fu Chuxi's mouth.

"Save...them..." Fu Chuxi said with difficulty.

The surviving soldiers rushed over, and Mo Chen immediately shouted: "Go and carry all the people who were shot by the arrows to this yard! It's life-saving! Hurry up!"

The soldiers immediately went to carry them, Mo Chen greeted another one, poured out four or five pills in the palm of his hand, and threw the bottle to the soldier: "Give it to the person hit by the arrow, take one for each person who is light, one for each of the heavy ones." Or two."

When he said these words, Mo Chen had already stuffed two pills into Yang Lang's mouth, and then stuffed the rest into Murong Yuan's mouth.

Murong Yuan's pulse was so weak that he could barely feel it, and he couldn't swallow the medicine, so Mo Chen took the teapot from the table and poured it into his mouth, then pressed his chest with his palm, and suddenly Sliding down, Murong Yuan's Adam's apple twitched, and finally swallowed the medicine.

The prince of Beidi was hit by an arrow in his thigh and left chest. Mo Chen didn't dare to pull out the sword in his chest easily, so he could only quickly seal his heart veins, pull out the arrow in his thigh, and then luck drained the poison in his body. Force some out, hoping to save his life.

Not long after the people from the post station and the doctor rushed over, the county magistrate and county magistrate also arrived with their people.

Something happened to a prince in their city, which frightened the two of them.That night, the whole city was under martial law, and officers and soldiers went from house to house to search for suspicious persons, trying to catch the assassin who slipped through the net.

It was already half an hour after Mo Chen stepped into Fu Chuxi's room. Fu Chuxi was sitting on the head of the bed, still wearing his blood-stained robe.

"Alive." Mo Chen walked to the bedside, "Yang Lang is fine, Murong Yuan has not woken up yet, but the poison has been cured, so there is no danger for his life. Except for the few who were shot in the vitals by arrows on the spot and died from the poison , and others are alive too. Aren’t they from Beidi? Why did they come to poison their prince?”

"I don't want to stop the fight." Fu Chuxi said, "I was afraid that their king would accept the peace negotiation, so he simply killed Murong Yuan. If this happened, the king of Beidi would be furious and send troops to attack Dafeng."

"It's really troublesome." Mo Chen shook his head, and said helplessly, "It's said that the rivers and lakes are bloody and rainy, but in my opinion, the rivers and lakes can't compare to the bloody winds above you, it's still the kind of undercurrent and turbulent surface that is harmonious."

Fu Chuxi smiled, he licked his dry lips, and looked at Mo Chen: "I remember that Xue's detoxification pills are hard to find, but this time I ruined a whole bottle of you."

"You need to drink plenty of water after taking the detoxification pill, so that the residual poison in your body can be discharged faster." Mo Chen seemed to see that he was thirsty, and thoughtfully poured a glass of water from the table, and handed it to Fu Chuxi, "Besides, if it can save life, you can drink it." Not a waste."

"You saved my life again." Fu Chuxi said, "I owe you too much."

Hearing this, Mo Chen laughed and said: "Then your highness should just make a promise with your body." Before Fu Chuxi could speak, Mo Chen said again: "I'm joking, don't take it seriously."

After Fu Chuxi finished drinking the water in the glass, Mo Chen took the glass away from him and asked, "Do you want more?"

Fu Chuxi shook her head and said, "What I said in the carriage that day, you—"

"I understand what you mean, there is no need to mention this matter again." Mo Chen twitched his lips and smiled, "I know that many things cannot be forced, I have thought a lot these days, and I have figured out some things. I originally planned to send you to the capital and I would leave, but I didn’t expect that this kind of thing happened again when I was about to enter the capital. Since you returned to the capital, you have been injured or sick every three days. Your Highness, in my opinion, it is not Your destiny is for this country, but this capital is for you."

Seeing that he spoke calmly, Fu Chuxi even joked with herself in the end, so it shouldn't be a big deal.

"Should someone come from the capital tomorrow?" Mo Chen asked.

"The news has spread tonight. Someone will be in charge of escorting Murong Yuan to Beijing tomorrow morning." Fu Chuxi said.

"If Ah Lang comes, it will probably be tomorrow." Mo Chen said, "So I won't go to Beijing with you tomorrow. I'll stop him when he comes."

Fu Chuxi asked, "What about after that?"

"After that?" Mo Chen smiled, "Who knows, maybe go back to the island first, and then travel around."

"Alright." Fu Chuxi said.

For some reason, hearing Mo Chen say he was going to leave, he always felt empty in his heart.

"These are for you." Mo Chen put his island owner's jade pendant and the small red porcelain bottle together in Fu Chuxi's hands, "If one day you get tired of staying in the capital, you can't leave if you want to, or something life-or-death happens... If you need help with important matters, send someone to come to me with this jade pendant, and I will do my best to help you with important matters, just thank you for your dedication to Mochen Island for more than three years."

Fu Chuxi said: "Since that's the case, it's disrespectful. It's just that you should keep this antidote pill with you. The world is dangerous."

Mo Chen said: "Don't be polite to me, what if next time you encounter a problem that can only be solved by hurting yourself?"

Fu Chuxi was startled, he could indeed dodge the arrow, but when the arrow hit the blade, he suddenly changed his mind, but he didn't expect to be spotted by Mo Chen.This time it was also his impromptu idea. If Murong Yuan died and he ran to the emperor alive and kicking, wouldn't it make Longyan furious and make him even more guilty?Secondly, when he returned to the capital, he didn't intend to appear directly in the court hall. What better reason was there than to thank guests behind closed doors due to poisoning and injury?

"It can be seen from this that the capital city is more dangerous than the rivers and lakes. You should keep the antidote pills." Mo Chen thought of something, and said, "I just went to see Yang Lang. He blamed himself for this mistake. He was still struggling just now. I stopped you if you wanted to plead guilty. These days, I see that you seem to have some prejudice against him, and he is completely loyal to you, why don't you sell me to save face and don't embarrass him anymore. "

Fu Chuxi looked at Mo Chen complicatedly, and said after a long time, "Okay."

Mo Chen smiled. He believed that as long as Yang Lang was still alive, he would use his life to protect Fu Chuxi.With such a person by his side, he can leave with peace of mind.

"It's getting late, and it's time for me to say goodbye." Mo Chen turned around and walked out. He didn't look back, but smiled, "Although Mr. Fu can sleep peacefully, I'll watch for you this last night. You can sleep peacefully all night without being disturbed."

The night was getting dark, and the sound of officers and soldiers searching around could be vaguely heard outside the post station. Mo Chen lay down on the roof of Fu Chuxi's house, holding a sword in his arms, and looked at the sky full of stars.

Fu Chuxi heard very light footsteps, he looked up at the beams, and roughly guessed where Mo Chen would be sitting on the roof.

After dawn the next day, Fu Chuxi discovered that Mo Chen's horse was gone, and he left so quietly.

People from the capital came early in the morning, and around noon, they escorted Li Wang and Prince Beidi from the north gate, all the way to the capital.

On the street window of the inn on the second floor of the North City Gate, a man in white was sitting, holding a jug of wine in his hand, watching the convoy until the convoy disappeared outside the city gate, and he did not look away.