Uncle Huang loves me to the bone

Chapter 464 Assassination
After the fireworks dissipated, Chang Sun Tao suddenly stood in front of Yu Qinghuan, took out a hairpin from his sleeve, and inserted it into Yu Qinghuan's hair.

The hairpin is not a rare flower or a rare animal, but two little people, hugging each other like a couple's tree, as if nothing in the world can separate them.

"Did you carve it yourself?" Yu Qinghuan took Chang Sun Tao's hand that was hidden behind his back, looked at the old and new wounds on it, and said distressedly, "Does it hurt?"

Changsun Tao shook his head: "It doesn't hurt. Yan Yan, Cao Cao is stupid and can't say nice words to coax you. But Yan Yan, when Cao Cao saw you unhappy, Cao Cao's heart ached so much. Cao Cao went to ask the shopkeeper, and he said I’ve prepared a surprise for you, which will make you happy, but Cao Cao doesn’t have money to buy something nice, so he carved a hairpin for you. The shopkeeper said it can tie up three thousand troubles, Yan Yan, Cao Cao wants you to know, No matter what happens, Cao Cao will be with you."

Yu Qinghuan's eyes heated up. It turned out that she didn't have nothing. If she was unhappy, there would be people who felt sorry for her. If she was sad, there would be people who were worried about her.

She didn't have nothing, as long as she had grass, she owned the whole world.

"Si Caocao, I'm sorry for making you worry." Yu Qinghuan gently stroked the hairpin on her head, suddenly threw herself into Chang Sun Tao's arms, and hugged his waist tightly.

There was a hustle and bustle around them, but they seemed to be aloof from it, enjoying the time just the two of them in this small world.

Suddenly, there was a crowd of people on the other side, and several screams were heard one after another.

The next moment, Yu Qinghuan was hugged by Chang Sun Tao and spun around. A few drops of scarlet rain splashed on her face.

There was a deep mark on Chang Sun Tao's shoulder, bleeding gurglingly. It was he who used his body to block the knife that was supposed to hit her at the critical moment.

Behind Chang Sun Tao were a dozen men in black holding swords.

"Yan Yan, don't worry, Cao Cao will be fine." Changsun Tao was heartbroken in pain, but he still pretended to be calm and comforted her.

The crowd dispersed, screams came and went, and people fell on their backs beside the huge lake.

"Son of a bitch!" Yu Qinghuan was angry. He took out a short whistle from his sleeve and blew it. An almost inaudible whistling sound was heard. A group of white shadows flashed past. Wherever he passed, there were corpses everywhere. More than a dozen men in black were killed. life.

"Cao Cao, please bear with me, I'll take you back." Yu Qinghuan tore off the hem of his clothes, wrapped Chang Sun Tao's shoulders randomly, and carried Chang Sun Tao back to the inn.

Suddenly, she stumbled under her feet. She looked down and saw a boy covered in blood, so weak that he only had half a breath left.

"Stand up for a moment." Yu Qinghuan knelt down with his back to the child, "lift up the cloak and climb on my back."

The child didn't dare to delay, got behind Yu Qinghuan, and covered himself with a cloak.

Yu Qinghuan carried the child on her back and held Chang Sun Tao on her back, and followed the fleeing crowd and ran quickly to the inn.

The bright pearl was majestic and squatted on her shoulder, looking around warily.

"Yang Qian! Sanmeng!" Yu Qinghuan pushed open the door of the inn and shouted several times anxiously.

The door of San Meng's room was opened. Yang Qian and San Meng rushed out of the room at the same time. Seeing Yu Qinghuan supporting Chang Sun Tao who was covered in blood, they quickly came to help and asked the shopkeeper to close the door of the inn.

On this day, the inn no longer accepted guests, and there were only a few of them in the entire inn.

"Who hurt him?" Yang Qian stood in front of Changsun Tao's bed, looking at Changsun Tao who was pale and sweating on his forehead. His voice was cold and he could tell he was angry.

"There's another one on my back, take it." Yu Qinghuan took off her cloak, revealing the little boy holding her shoulders tightly.

San Meng took the boy into her arms and gently placed him on the couch beside him.

Yu Qinghuan quickly took out two pills from his arms and drank them to Changsun Tao and the boy. "Cao Cao, don't be afraid, I'm here." Yu Qinghuan forced herself to calm down, caressed Chang Sun Tao's face, and comforted him softly, "Endure the pain, you will be fine soon."

After receiving the liquor from Yang Qian, Yu Qinghuan poured it directly onto Chang Sun Tao's shoulder.

The spicy and strong soju seemed to be poured on her scarred heart, making her heartbroken.

Changsun Tao was so painful that his whole body convulsed, and his lower lip was bleeding from biting it, but he did not forget to comfort her: "Yanyan, Cao Cao is fine, don't worry."

Yu Qinghuan held his face and choked with sobs: "Cao Cao, just bear with it a little longer, bear with it a little longer."

"Well, Cao Cao doesn't hurt."

Yu Qinghuan quickly took out the needle, disinfected it, and sewed up the several-inch-long wound that was deep enough to show the bone.

The wound was deep and the flesh was twisted, hideous and terrifying.

Yu Qinghuan sewed while her heart slowly slid into the abyss.

If it were one more inch off, if the knife had struck the aorta, Chang Sun Tao would not have survived.

Before the sewing was finished, Chang Sun Tao still passed out. Yu Qinghuan cut the thread with scissors, but tears could not stop falling.

Yang Qian and San Meng didn't bother her. They watched her finish her work and went to treat the little boy's injuries.

The little boy was not seriously injured. There were stab wounds all over his body because he was wearing soft armor. Those injuries were only skin injuries and did not hurt his muscles and bones. However, due to fatigue and hunger, he fainted after being rescued. passed.

Yu Qinghuan carefully disinfected, scrubbed, and applied medicine to each of the little boy's wounds. After working for more than half an hour, he finished treating the little boy's injuries.

She checked their pulses and saw that their pulses had stabilized, so she took Sanmeng and Yang Qian out.

"Did that boy cause the disaster?" In the next room, San Meng was the first to speak and break the silence.

Yu Qinghuan nodded: "The killer's skills are not at the top level. In front of Mingzhu, there is no way to fight back. It's not like the people who are chasing us. I guess the reason is the kid who bumped into us. We are chasing him. , we are just implicated.”

Yang Qian pondered for a moment and said: "It is not uncommon for wealthy families to murder their legitimate sons in order to fight for family property. Looking at the child's clothes, he does not look like an ordinary boy. I guess it is more likely to be a family feud than a vendetta."

Sanmeng said: "Miss Chu's use of the pearl means that her whereabouts are exposed. The plan of sending the tiger to Qingzhou to lure the tiger away from the mountain was solved. Before you left Cuiping Mountain, you found out that there were about five forces secretly tracking Miss Chu and his wife. , now Miss Chu, the news that you are here will probably be known to others soon, and the situation is not optimistic."

Yu Qinghuan said: "It's not optimistic. The prime minister hates Cao Cao to the core, so he will definitely send the most powerful killer with all his strength. I wish Cao Cao could not go back, so I will definitely send high-ranking officials, as well as the prince and the second prince. In order to please my superior, They will definitely pursue us hard, and there is another wave of forces. I don’t know if they are enemies or friends. In any case, I’m afraid I won’t be able to go south leisurely now.”

Yang Qian looked at Sanmeng: "Brother Shen Ci, what do you think?"

"Wait." San Meng changed his usual frivolous attitude. His expression was serious and resolute, completely unlike what a scholar should be. "No matter how powerful we are, we can't fight with the officials unless we are at sea. But There are still a few days to go by sea, so we may not be able to break through, so we can only wait."

Yang Qian asked: "What are you waiting for?"

Yu Qinghuan continued: "Sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight."

(End of this chapter)