I kicked the male lead away

Fang Zhilan lay at the bottom of the cave, staring into the darkness with her eyes wide open.

It was completely dark, and she could occasionally hear crickets chirping, and water droplets falling from the ceiling of the cave.

Tick-tick-tick, very regular, it makes people drowsy.

She was trapped in this narrow space at the bottom of the cave, which was less than a person's height, and the only posture she could do was to lie on her side besides lying flat.

Well, it's a good place to sleep.

If it wasn't for the puddles of water on the sunken ground, the gravel in the water would hurt her skin through the cloth.

She sighed heavily, and the echo instantly filled the cliff cave, making it even more desolate.

The only thing I can do right now is to hope that my leg injury will be better after dawn, and then climb out again.

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Luoya Village at the bottom of the mountain was originally just a small isolated village, but it is doomed to sleepless tonight.

Outside the mud-built house of the village chief's house, the whole village was kneeling in the yard, and the torches in the hands of the dark guards were burning brightly.

The woman standing in the middle of the crowd was dressed in red and held a long whip. Her eyes were full of condensation, and her voice was as cold as frost and snow: "I will ask you again, do you know where that man went?"

"This..." The old man with crutches and white hair who spoke out was the head of the village. He stepped forward, "Returning to the princess, although the man appeared in the village half an hour ago, the old man heard your words." After the movement, go out to greet him, and when you return to the house, he will disappear."

"Bo Mingchen, you bastard!" Qian Liyu gritted her teeth, swung the whip in her hand fiercely, and threw it at the willow tree in the courtyard that was hundreds of years old.

There were still barbs on the whip, and the bark of the tree trunk instantly peeled off, revealing the snow-white wood inside.

Everyone present shuddered quietly, for fear that the whip would fall on them.

"Everyone get up." Jing Fu's gaze didn't fall on anyone, and he was still so cold and emotionless.

Since the traces of Bo Mingchen investigated by the hidden guards, she led the hidden guards and chased them in the direction of his traces.

Unexpectedly, after tracking down here, there will be no way forward.

"Princess, is there anything else you want to say?" The village chief's voice trembled.

"En." Qian Liyu nodded, showing some doubts.

"The son you questioned, the reason why he rested here is because I heard that he was looking for his wife..."

"Ma'am?" Qian Liyu's eyebrows twitched, her complexion was like a bright moon in the sky covered by a layer of dark clouds.

When did he know Alan's true identity?It seemed that this person must die, Qianlianyu tightened her palms and grabbed the whip in her hand, and she realized something: "Looking for him? He lost him?"

Or... Ah Lan ran away by himself?Qian Lingyu breathed a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, what the old man said next made Qian Lingyu's mood drop suddenly: "According to that young master, his wife accidentally fell to the bottom of the cliff..."

"What did you say?" The temperature in the air dropped to freezing point in an instant, only the sharp and slightly out-of-control voice of Qian Yuyu could be heard.

"The old man and the people in the village have already searched for the young master once." The village chief hurriedly buried his head lower, "I haven't found any trace of anyone."

"Look, keep looking." Qian Liyu held her breath, trying to suppress the colic in her heart, she said every word, her eyes filled with blood, "I must find her, if I live, I want to see someone, if I die, I want to see the corpse. "

Her body was tense and she couldn't move for a long time. After a long silence, she said with a dry voice: "Where did she disappear? Take me to see."

A young man from the village ahead led the way with a torch in his hand, and continued upward along the winding mountain road. Thousands of strands of jade seemed to have lost their souls, and even their fingertips trembled slightly.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and let herself not think too much, but there were scenes in front of her, all of which were Fang Zhilan's confrontation with her.

The girl is either wearing bright women's clothes or light men's clothes, all of them have lively eyebrows and eyes, and the careful thoughts and calculations hidden in the eyes think they are well covered up, but they have undoubtedly leaked out.

She is so smart, how could she get herself into an accident?

Qian Lingyu told herself over and over again that Fang Zhilan must have found a way to escape, and she didn't know where it was hiding at the moment.

However, after being brought to the place where Fang Zhilan stumbled, the glimmer of hope that Jing Fu had originally had was completely wiped away by the howling wind from the peak after facing the bottomless cliff.

She trembled faintly, subconsciously wanted to take a step forward, stepped into the endless darkness, but was quickly stopped by the attendants beside her: "Princess!"

Qian Lingyu came back to her senses, she held her breath, not letting herself fall down, her tone was still cold: "Bring the rope!"

These hidden guards were out of the house, flying over the eaves and walls, and the tools they weighed were indispensable. After a while, someone sent a rope.

Qian Lingyu picked up the rope and began to tie it around her waist.

"Princess!" The attendant saw something was wrong, and hurriedly cupped his hands to persuade her, "The terrain here is steep, let the subordinates go down first to explore."

"Precipitous?" The corners of Qianlianyu's lips twitched, but she didn't say anything more.

If Fang Zhilan was safe and sound, nothing would happen if she went down by herself.

If she really died...Jing Fu held his breath and tied the rope around his waist as tight as possible.

The loyal attendant still wanted to stop him.

"Get out of the way." Jing Fu's face was expressionless, and his eyes were not bright, "She doesn't recognize you."

With Ah Lan's level of vigilance, even if someone else finds her, she will only hide herself, so why would she show up on her own initiative?

Qian Lingyu only believed in herself, she couldn't trust others.

Seeing that they couldn't stop her, the attendant had no choice but to wrap the other end of the rope around the tree on the edge of the cliff and watch her go down cautiously.

Qian Lingyu held the rope with both hands, put her legs on the cliff, and taught them to put the rope down bit by bit.

The rough rope rubbed her delicate palms with burning pain, Qian Lingyu clenched her teeth and stepped back step by step.

The gust of wind between the cliffs hit her face, messing up her black hair, and the darkness here was as dark as the sea, enough to swallow up all courage and other things.

It was an extremely cold night, but the clothes on Qianlianyu's back were soaked with sweat.

I thought it would take a long time to go down, but after a while, my feet actually stepped on the ground.

Qian Liyu was overjoyed and couldn't wait to stand still. She took out a fire book, and the wind that roared like a ferocious beast in the valley immediately engulfed the sparks, and the flames disappeared in a flash.

Before that, in the darkness, she saw that there was still a deep ravine in front of her, but there was a slope no more than three or two meters wide.

"Fang Zhilan——Alan—" She put her hands together to her lips and shouted loudly. She was suddenly swallowed, and immediately coughed several times.

Jing Fu had never suffered such a serious crime since he was a child, as if he wanted to cough up all his internal organs.

Fang Zhilan managed to fall asleep at the bottom of the cave, but vaguely heard someone calling her name.

She opened her eyes dizzily, wondering if she wanted to go out too much, and thus had hallucinations.

There was still the whistling wind outside the cave entrance, and Jing Fu's voice just now seemed to be just a dream.

But she still opened her eyes subconsciously, held her breath, and listened intently, trying to hear something else from this endless night?

Looks like...someone is coughing?

Fang Zhilan wrapped her arms around her, curled up her body, and silently recited "Namo Amitabha"...

Could it be that there really are lonely ghosts in this wilderness?

Fang Zhilan listened for a while, but found that the coughing sound was somewhat familiar.

Qian Liyu coughed for a while, then continued to call her name loudly: "Alan, Fang Zhilan..."

Fang Zhilan recognized now that it was really Jing Fu's voice, she must have shouted with all her strength to overwhelm the howling wind of wild wolves in the mountains.

Fang Zhilan tried her best to lie down on the stone wall facing the entrance of the cave, trying to keep herself as close to the entrance of the cave as possible: "I'm here, I'm here!"

She yelled towards the entrance of the cave with all her might, for fear that Qian Liuyu would not hear her.

Fortunately, the thousand strands of jade were so close to the entrance of the cave, she couldn't see anything in the dark, but she could hear Fang Zhilan's voice clearly.

Accompanied by a fierce cough, a fishy sweetness overflowed from the throat, Qian Liyu swallowed it forcefully, followed the direction of the voice, and moved step by step to the entrance of the cave: "Where are you?"

Fang Zhilan hurriedly pointed out the location.

Jing Fu squatted down and pushed aside the grass that was higher than the head of the hole.

The weeds are rustling, and at midnight, the moon is already in the middle of the sky. In this deep stream, I can finally see a little silver light.

Although Qian Lingyu couldn't see the person in the cave, Fang Zhilan looked up at the bottom of the cave, but she could see her outline was covered with a layer of silver by the moonlight.

Seeing Jing Fu stretching out his hand to untie what looked like a rope around his waist, Fang Zhilan hurriedly said, just about to tell her not to get down, but Qian Lingyu had already lifted her skirt and slipped in along the gap that was only half a person wide.

Then the soles of his feet slipped, and he rolled along the slope to the bottom, and then bumped into Fang Zhilan's arms, pinning her to the ground.

"Hiss..." Fang Zhilan gasped as the back of her head hit the stone wall behind her. Before she could speak, someone blocked her lips regardless.

Different from the lingering murmurs in the past, this time Jingfu has no rules, just like a drowning man grabbing the only piece of driftwood, holding on to it, vowing to make it completely his own.

Fang Zhilan's lips were bitten off, blood dripped out, and she swallowed them all into her belly like a hungry wolf.

In this small and dark space, the two were close to each other, only the sound of each other's breathing and swallowing could be heard.

Fang Zhilan had been hungry for most of the day and was dizzy, but suddenly there was another person, and she occupied most of the air in the cave, and she almost fainted, so she had to hold Jing Fu's lapel tightly with her fingers.

"Princess..." Fang Zhilan finally spoke after a long time, her voice was timid, with a bit of crying.

Fang Zhilan wanted to cry, but she was thinking about how to tell Qian Lingyu that she had crushed her injured ankle.

"Don't be afraid." Jing Fu hugged her with one hand, and touched Fang Zhilan's face with the other, his voice was low and soft, as if coaxing a child, and his heart softened, "Someone will come to save you soon, don't be afraid."

After finishing speaking, she gently kissed Fang Zhilan's forehead and cheek with her lips that were blown cold by the night wind.

Contrary to the fierceness just now, the cautious attitude is like treating rare treasures.

The corners of Jing Fu's lips raised uncontrollably. She opened her mouth, wanting to say something more, but the fishy sweetness that had been suppressed suddenly rushed into her throat.

"Chi—" With the sound of blood splattering from his mouth, Jing Fu lost all strength, and squeezed Fang Zhilan's wrist tightly with one hand, and passed out on her shoulder.