Da Suining

Chapter 42

Along the way, I passed several boulders, and almost bumped into a paper making shop, and crossed an arch bridge. The peddler who picked things up threw away his pole, the peddler who sold candied haws ran madly with his candied haws in his arms, and the peddler who sold bean curd The man threw away the spoon, and the woman who was watering the vegetables threw the vegetables and shrank to the base of the wall in fright.

The storyteller by the flyover was holding his erhu with his arms around his mouth, and felt a strong wind blowing around his mouth, making his beard tremble. On the flyover, a foreign woman in a colorful dress dancing whistled at the carriage.

The movement of the crowd seemed to give the horse strength, or the horse had been imprisoned for a long time and needed to have fun, so it ran out of Qingcheng across the grassland and headed for Yong'an River in one breath.

Looking at the terrified eyes of these people, Lan Tuo rode the horse and chased him all the way, only to feel that the horse's hooves were getting faster and faster, as fast as a torrential rain hitting the eaves, one after another.

He chased all the way to the Yong'an River, and when he was about to catch up, the horse fell into the river.

The carriage that jumped into the river finally slowed down, heaving and falling, like a sailboat lost its way in the sea.

Xiang Suining couldn't stand or sit down in the carriage, and wanted to jump into the river, but he couldn't use his feet. He just felt that a square wooden box sealed her, making it impossible for her to escape.

In ancient times, if a woman was unfaithful, the clansmen would force her into a pig cage, tie her hands and feet, lock her in the cage and throw her into the water to slowly drown.

Xiang Suining felt that she was about to drown.

She can't swim, and she has already drank several sips of water in an instant.

She sank gradually with the carriage, sank deeper and deeper, and there was a vast expanse of whiteness in front of her eyes. This whiteness was the fog in the autumn morning, or the ice that had formed in the tub in winter, and it became more and more chaotic.

A pair of hands lifted the curtain of the car and stretched in. These were a pair of big hands, tightly grasping Xiang Suining's clothes, like a pair of pliers to pinch her tightly. In an instant, they pulled her out of the carriage. Suining squinted his eyes halfway, and water gushed out of his mouth, like a kettle boiling.

It felt like a man in black was holding her in his arms. Is this a human being?It's still a black fish, why is it wet and slippery?

Without saying a word, Lan Tuo hugged Xiang Suining with one arm, stepped on the linoleum cloth on the roof of the carriage with one foot, borrowed strength, jumped up and emerged from the water, and then swam to the river with Xiang Suining under one arm .

After all, the Yong'an River is a moat. The ice has melted at this time, and it is the time when the water is rising. When I swim to the bank, the blue faded clothes are already soaked, and half of my strength has been used up. Pull Xiang Suining to the grass and let go.

It suddenly dawned on her, and she finally breathed a sigh of relief. The rain dripped on Xiang Suining's wet hair. Her head was covered with water. She wanted to talk, but water spit out from her mouth again. It seemed that there was a toad in her throat, scratching her throat. Eyes hurt, burning pain.

Can't die.

She turned slightly sideways, watching the black figure leading the horse towards here, panting desperately: "My lord... help me..." Her throat was so sore, she closed her eyes, and it was much better when she closed her eyes. The grass is all floating.

Lan Tui didn't speak, and picked up Xiang Suining and put him on the horse's back. He said he was hugging, but it was more like carrying, like carrying a rice bag.

Xiang Suining wobbled and couldn't sit still.

Lan Tuo sat behind her, so he had to let her lean on his chest, clamped his legs, and shouted, and the horse ran back along the way it came.

In February, it was warm and cold, not to mention wet.

The wind and rain along the way pierced the body like sharp arrows.

Xiang Suining leaned against Lan Tui's chest, her wet hair crawled into Lan Tui's brocade clothes like little snakes, Lan Tui felt wet and greasy, looked down at her, she was like a child, just clinging to him like this.

Not caring about the difference between men and women, not caring about the eyes of Qingcheng people, just ran all the way to Changxinhou's mansion.

A dozen or so carriages had already gathered outside the gate of the mansion, perhaps because of the startled horse, everyone was waiting outside.

It is rare to have such a lively scene, and everyone's hearts are still hanging.

Marquis Changxin went to the palace, but he hasn't come back yet. The princess heard the movement and greeted her at the door in person. When she saw a horse coming through the wind and rain, and saw the black brocade clothes and black helmet, she almost shed tears: "My baby, my baby is back."

Lan Tuo rode the horse up to the princess, tightened the rein, and the horse stopped steadily, and a servant had already trotted forward to lead the horse.

Xiang Suining on horseback was half asleep, half awake, maybe scared, maybe cold, his whole mind wandered away, only felt that Lan Tui's chest was hot.

The princess was very surprised.

The girl on the horseback has disheveled hair, no pearls and hairpins, and her makeup seems to have been washed clean, her face is pale, without a trace of blood, the crimson dress has passed through the water, and is tightly attached to her body. She is thirteen or fourteen years old. Girl, like a lotus leaf emerging from water, although she is not exquisite, she has a bit of figure, but her complexion is very bad, she shrank sluggishly and trembled all over.

It doesn't matter which family the girl is from, and no one cares about her life, but Lan Tui risked her life to save her. This behavior almost made the princess' heart beat to the ground.

Lan Tui is her only son, and heir to the Changxinhou Mansion. Her reliance and reliance are said to be working in the Imperial Guards, and she does a job that shows her face. At the foot of the imperial city again, there is no danger.

Now this woman actually put Lan Tui in danger.

Just now when he fell into the water for emergency, Blue Legs stretched out his hand to grab Xiang Suining, because Xiang Suining was heavy, his hand slipped across the frame, now it seems that the blood has already soaked the brocade clothes, and the thick blood dripped down his wrist.

The princess had never seen Lan Tui get hurt, she clutched her chest in distress and couldn't speak.

Lan Tui didn't say much, just pulled Xiang Suining off the horse, hugged him with both hands, and went into the room.

The clothes of the two of them were all wet, and they hugged each other like this now.

The familiar warmth came back again, it was Lan Fa's chest, Xiang Suining wanted to struggle, but was hugged even tighter.She could only cling to him, against his firm chest, she was so cold that her teeth chattered.

His arm was injured, and as soon as he hugged her hard, the blood flowed down again, and together with the rain, a blood line was drawn on the long road in the mansion.

Everyone was shocked.

The timid lady looked at the bright red blood, rolled her eyes and fainted.

Someone else boldly guessed: "I see that girl is breathing very little, she won't die, right?"

"No way? If Master Xiaolan dies, won't he be rescued?"

"It's a pity, Lord Xiaolan, he suffered such a big crime, you see, he was injured himself."

"Yes, the princess is so distressed this time."

"Am I going to die?" The words of these people were like ants biting Xiang Suining's ears, those words of death and life were so clear through the rain.

Lan Tui held her in his arms, strode towards the wing room, did not look down at him, but said firmly: "You won't die, you won't die."

"Really? Cough...cough..."

(End of this chapter)