Reborn Totalitarian Queen

Chapter 738 Old friend? (1)
In the middle of the night, the street was empty, and the already wide street looked wider than usual at this time.

In the shadows near the wall on one side, two figures supported each other and walked with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

There were two people, a man and a woman. The man seemed to be old. He was hunched over and supported by the woman, with half of his body leaning on her shoulders. It was extremely difficult for him to walk.

And that woman seemed to have a handicap in her legs and feet, and she was also limping when she walked, and she kept gritting her teeth to hold on.

Although she didn't make any sound, she walked all the way, crying in fear all the way.

The old man who was walking with her thought he was just old at first glance, but when he got closer, he saw that there were actually two arrows sticking out of his back.

A part of the arrow's circumference has been forcibly broken, and because the arrow is still in the body, it will not bleed a lot.It's just that he still looks like he has been severely injured, and every step he takes is extremely strenuous.

The two supported each other and walked staggeringly. The old man was a little out of his mind. He barely managed to walk through an alley, but suddenly his legs gave way and he fell directly to the ground.

"Qian Bo!" Fu Ling was frightened, and finally couldn't help but rushed to his side, and cried out with a suppressed voice.

The old man Qian was lying on the ground, but he was powerless and unable to move. He was panting heavily, and after a while, he turned his head with difficulty, and looked into a dark alley on the right.

It looked like the backyard door of a rich family. In the darkness, two lights flickering under the eaves could be faintly seen in the depths of the alley.

"I can't do it anymore." Old Man Qian said in a hoarse voice: "The pursuers of the palace must be coming out soon, we—we can't continue walking, we have to find a place to hide."

"But—but—" Fu Ling looked around, feeling more and more desperate.

The two of them have no power, what can they use to compete with the dignified prince?What's more, if she hears a terrible secret, Yin Liang will definitely go to heaven and earth to find her and come to silence her mouth.

At this time, Fu Ling just wanted to cry and cry, and when she thought of the scene where Qu's mother was shot, she shuddered even more.

At that time, if old man Qian hadn't blocked her for a while, and then dragged her to escape, she would have died on the spot like Mother Qu.

"I can't help it." The former old man struggled to get up, but he was only gasping for breath when he sat on the ground. He had no strength, and he couldn't even open his eyes. He said weakly, "There is a family in that alley. Go and beg to see if anyone can save us."

"But——" Fu Ling knew her situation, and she was fine with the two of them like this. Old man Qian was injured by an arrow, and ordinary people probably wouldn't dare to help each other casually.

After the old man Qian finished speaking, he had lost all strength, and his head drooped vigorously on his chest.

Seeing him like this, Fu Ling felt guilty after all, there was no way out, so she gritted her teeth and limped towards the alley.

At that time, before the fifth watch, Tong Wu, the accompanying steward, came to call, and Song Chuxi hurriedly approved the clothes and walked out, "It's late at night, what happened?"

"I'm really sorry for interrupting Miss's rest." Tong Wudao said anxiously, "Miss, just now the people below brought in two people from outside. An old man was seriously injured. He knocked on the door and asked for help from our house." , the subordinate asked the background of the accompanying girl, but she faltered and refused to tell, look—"

"Injured by an arrow?" Song Chuxi was still sleepy at first, but at this moment she was completely awake, and said after a while: "I'll go and have a look."

The people who haunted the capital in the middle of the night were still wounded by arrows. The origins of these two people were probably not simple, and it was a coincidence that they came to see the door of her house?

Song Chuxi was vigilant in her heart, but she was not afraid of being a trap by anyone, she just wanted to find out.

The master and servant rushed to the back door, at that time the injured old man Qian had already been carried in by the porter's boy, and he and Fu Ling were sitting leaning against the corner of the wall.

Fu Ling supported him, weeping uncontrollably, but the old man had obviously passed out, his face was pale, and the light looked weird and scary.

At that time, a guard with some medical skills had already come over and took a rough look at the old man's wound through his clothes.

"How is the person?" Song Chuxi frowned and asked.

"The arrow is inserted deep, and the injury is not serious, it is very dangerous." The guard said, turning his head to look at Fu Ling suspiciously.

Song Chuxi stood with a cold expression and didn't express his opinion. Fu Ling rushed over, tearfully tugged at her skirt and begged: "Miss, please do me a favor, we are desperate, my uncle was seriously injured , please do me a favor, save him, please, I will repay you like a cow and a horse in the future."

Although the clothes on this girl's body are made of old materials, the inner clothes exposed from the sleeves are very new, and the texture of the silver hairpin on her hair is not too rough. It is obvious that she usually has ample money, and her Attire——

Obviously it was intentional for the purpose of escaping.

Tong Wu saw it at a glance, and immediately gave Song Chuxi a questioning look.

Song Chuxi hooked the corners of her lips with a half-smile, looked down at the girl, and said slowly: "It's not that I can't save you, it's just whether I can or I can't, you have to let me make a choice first, right?"

Fuling's crying stopped abruptly, and she didn't understand what she meant for a while.

Song Chuxi walked around her, walked up to the old man, stared at his face again, and continued to casually say: "If I saved you, but you end up asking me to get into trouble, why should I bother?" What? So if you want me to help, then tell me first, where are you from? What are your identities?"

"We—we—" Fu Ling knew that she would ask, but she didn't want to answer, her eyes dodged and avoided, "We are hunters on the mountain outside the city, my uncle——"

"Tong Wu, throw them out!" Song Chuxi didn't have the patience to listen to her, and turned around to leave.

No one could resist her ruthless kung fu, Fu Ling's heart was empty, and she rushed over, hugged her thigh from behind, and begged: "Miss, please do me a favor, please help us, please!" You. We are not evil people, I can assure you—"

"Your real identities." Song Chuxi didn't listen to her nonsense, and interrupted again, "I'll ask again for the last time, you told the truth, I think you can be saved, and you will naturally help, otherwise—"

She paused for a while, and the arc of her lips became even more ruthless, and she looked down at Poria's face and said, "If you don't tell me, I'll leave you alone. If the person who came after you has been found, you are equally dead." .Give me your hole cards, and I'm sure I'll really give you a hand in a moment of kindness. Anyway, what's in front of you is a dead end, does it make a difference whether you say it or not?"

(End of this chapter)