Poor Lady

Going all the way to Luocheng, Gu Jinyun and Qi Surong tried their best not to waste too much time on the way and missed the end of the road, so they rested directly on the carriage. Gu Jinyun took Jiang Yao's pills. Although he was no longer mad at night, he often suffered from insomnia, couldn't eat, and occasionally vomited.

"Ouch!" Gu Jinyun vomited out as soon as he ate a piece of jerky, and all the filth was spit on Qi Surong beside him.

Gu Jinyun's face was ashen, he stood up abruptly, and walked to the other side.

Qi Surong walked to his side, stroked his somewhat stiff back, and asked softly, "Are you okay?"

Gu Jinyun turned his back to her and said nothing.

"I'm going to change clothes first, don't push yourself hard, if you feel uncomfortable, you must call someone." After Qi Surong instructed, she returned to the carriage and asked Ping'er to stay beside the car while changing her clothes in the car. Jin Yun vomited almost every day. He usually didn't eat much, and if he vomited, he would be starving before reaching Luocheng.

After changing her clothes, Qi Surong saw Gu Jinyun standing alone by the lake, looking at the slightly cold sky, her back was desolate.

"It's cold outside, go back to the carriage?" Qi Surong put a cape on him.

Gu Jinyun looked back at his wife, and saw her dark circles under her eyes and a bit of fatigue between her brows. In order to take care of him these few days, Su Rong couldn't eat or sleep well, and she didn't know how many crimes she suffered. She was of noble birth, and even if her family was in the middle of the road, she had never suffered this kind of hardship. Gu Jinyun felt a little regretful, he really shouldn't have taken her with him.

He raised his cape and wrapped her in his arms.

Qi Surong hugged him back and smiled, "It's so warm."

"It's getting late, let's continue on our way." Gu Jinyun said, "try to get to the place of residence before dark, the weather is getting colder and colder, don't sleep in the carriage in the future."

"Okay, listen to you."

The two got into the carriage, and the accompanying nursing home cleaned up and continued on the road.

Qi Surong took out a box of pastries from the package: "I know you have no appetite, but how much should you eat?"

She picked up a piece of cake and handed it to his mouth, Gu Jinyun opened his mouth and ate it.

"Drink some more honey water." Qi Surong handed him another water bag.

Gu Jinyun stared at her quietly, enjoying her meticulous care.

"What have you been looking at me for?" Qi Surong smiled.

"nice."

Qi Surong stroked her messy hair: "I'm not well-dressed now, how can I look good?"

In Gu Jinyun's eyes, the old face at this time is the most beautiful, and also the most genuine, irreplaceable.

Qi Surong was almost drowned by the tenderness in his eyes, and her cheeks were dyed a blush.

Gu Jinyun leaned over and kissed her face, then leaned his face against her neck, hugged her waist, and greedily absorbed the warmth of her body.

The two embraced each other quietly, moving forward in the bumpy carriage of the carriage.

They arrived at their place of residence successfully before nightfall. Qi Surong dragged her tired body into the room and lay on her back on the bed without any image.

A smile flashed in Gu Jinyun's eyes, and he felt a little distressed. He asked Xiao Er to prepare hot water, and then looked at Su Rong: "Rong..."

Su Rong, who was lying on the bed, breathed evenly and fell asleep.

Gu Jinyun walked over, helped her take off her boots and coat, helped her lie down, and covered her with the quilt.

"Ouch!" He covered his mouth and walked quickly to the cubicle.

After a while, Gu Jinyun, who had finished bathing, walked to the bedside, lifted the quilt and clothes, and lay beside Qi Surong.

Qi Surong woke up vaguely, rubbed unconsciously in Gu Jinyun's arms, and said lazily, "Have you washed it? What should I do? I don't want to move at all."

"I'll help you wash."

"Okay." Qi Surong raised her head and smiled.

Gu Jinyun got up immediately, opened the door and told Xiao Er to change a bucket of hot water, then went back to the bed and reached out to help his wife undress. As pieces of clothing were peeled off, Qi Surong's jade body appeared in front of him.

Gu Jinyun's eyes were dark, he picked up her trembling body, put it into the bucket, and then picked up the towel to wipe her body gently, like wiping a treasure.

Neither of them spoke, only the sound of water rushing could be heard.

At this moment, there was a sudden noise outside. Gu Jinyun's expression softened, and he said to Qi Surong, "I'll go take a look."

He walked out of the cubicle and opened the door, only to hear someone shouting: "It's on fire, come and put out the fire!"

The nursing home of the Gu family also walked out of the room one after another, and Gu Jinyun instructed: "You guys also go to help."

Several nurses responded and ran towards the source of the fire.

Qi Surong stepped out of the wooden barrel, dried her body, and quickly put on a jacket. Just as she was about to put on a robe again, she was hugged from behind.

Qi Surong thought it was Jin Yun and didn't struggle, but then she felt something was wrong. Jin Yun clearly walked out of the cubicle just now. If she came back, she should have come in through the gate, not behind her.

Thinking of this, she immediately felt a chill down her spine, and turned around suddenly to look, and what caught her eye was a masked man covered in black.

"Who... um." The masked man covered her mouth and dragged her to the window.

"Let go of her!" Gu Jinyun's angry shout came from behind, followed by the sound of breaking the air.

The masked man who grabbed Qi Surong didn't move, but just glanced at Gu Jinyun coldly. Before Gu Jinyun got close, he saw two masked men rushing out from the corner, blocking him and fighting with him.

The masked man took the opportunity to carry Qi Surong and jumped out of the window, and disappeared into the night after a few vertical jumps.

"Su Rong-"

Qi Surong was thrown on the horse's back by the masked man and galloped all the way.

She was wearing only a single coat, shivering in the cold wind. She gritted her teeth, reached out and yanked off the masked man's face towel.

"Sure enough, it's you, Feng Zhan!"

"Of course it's me." Feng Zhan's mouth twitched into a smile.

"Feng Zhan, why do you have to be entangled?" Qi Surong looked angry.

"What do I want, you know."

"Can you do anything just because you want it? You poisoned my husband, and now you kidnap me again. Are you willing to force us to death?"

"Heh, didn't your husband also poison me? He also deliberately designed to lure me away, do you really think I can't find you?" Feng Zhan sneered.

"Jin Yun poisoned you?" Qi Surong was taken aback.

"That's right." Feng Zhan mocked, "He wanted to use this in exchange for an antidote, but the poison in him has no antidote at all. Haha, if it's a big deal with him, I'm not afraid of death."

"You're crazy." Qi Surong looked at him in disbelief.

Feng Zhan snorted coldly, restrained the reins and stopped. He stretched out his arms and hugged Qi Surong, jumped off the horse, and walked into a quiet house.

This place is quite remote, there is no one around, Qi Surong immediately felt half cold.

Kicked open the door, Feng Zhan threw Qi Surong on the bed, then took off his night clothes, stood by the bed half naked, looking down at the thinly dressed Qi Surong.

"Don't worry, I don't intend to imprison you." Feng Zhan put his arms on Qi Surong's side, leaned close to her face and said, "I gave you three paths, if you choose the first one, then you must go. in the end."

"No, I will never betray my husband." Qi Surong closed his clothes and said firmly.

"Really?" Feng Zhan stretched out his hand to pull up a bunch of her hair and smiled, "You said, if you lose yourself in another man, will Gu Jinyun mind?"

"I won't let you succeed."

"Hahaha, you are so naive. Even if I don't do anything, as long as tonight is over, will he still believe that you are innocent?"

Qi Surong's face changed slightly.

"Besides, I tried my best to kidnap you, and of course I won't do nothing." Feng Zhan pressed her on the bed and pulled her shirt apart, revealing a large piece of skin.

"Stop!" Qi Surong struggled desperately, a burst of panic hit her heart.

Feng Zhan stroked her skin fascinatedly, the eagerness and madness in his eyes almost pierced through her body.

"Don't..." Qi Surong thumped the man who was raging on her, looking around, inadvertently caught a glimpse of something on the bedside table, which was the dagger Feng Zhan had just taken off from him.

Without even thinking about it, Qi Surong reached out and grabbed the dagger, pulled it out, and stabbed it at Feng Zhan.

Feng Zhan was alert and dodged backwards, but unfortunately he was not fast enough, and was stabbed in the side by Qi Surong's dagger. Feng Zhan was in pain, and while he was bending over, Qi Surong took out the dagger again and inserted it into Feng Zhan's thigh, then rolled over and got out of bed, grabbed the robe hanging on the screen and put it on his body, and fled outside.

Just as his hand touched the door, someone grabbed the collar and pulled it backwards. Qi Surong staggered a few steps, fell on her back, hit the back of her head, and felt dizzy.

"You want to kill me?" Feng Zhan glared at Su Rong, clutching his stomach.

Qi Surong propped up her body and looked at him coldly: "Don't you deserve to be killed for doing such a beast?"

"Haha..." Feng Zhan Yangtian laughed a few times, "You're right, okay, let me see if you can kill me?"

He knelt down beside Qi Surong on one knee and stroked her thigh with his dyed hand, leaving a trail of blood.

Qi Surong only felt terrified for a while, raised his foot and kicked at his wound, then got up and ran away.

Feng Zhan grabbed her upper arm and twisted it hard.

"Ah!" With a click, the bones were already broken. Qi Surong's face was pale, shaky, and fell against the wall. Seeing Feng Zhan approaching her, she grabbed a vase and smashed it at him.

Feng Zhan flashed, and the vase fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

Qi Surong turned and ran away, and Feng Zhan caught her again. Feng Zhan was seriously injured, but he never put a heavy hand on Qi Surong. During the struggle, Qi Surong hit his wound again. Feng Zhan was in pain and pushed her away. Qi Surong stood unsteadily and fell heavily among the fragments of the vase.

Ten fingers stained with blood, heart-wrenching pain.

Qi Surong bit her lip and the tears couldn't stop flowing. Looking back, Feng Zhan fell to his knees, as if he couldn't support himself because of the excessive bleeding.

She held back the pain, got up again, and ran towards the door in one rush.

Opening the door forcefully, she staggered out of the room.

Feng Zhan stretched out his hand, but only touched the corner of his clothes, and the person quickly disappeared from his sight.

Feng Zhan covered the wound and looked at the mess in front of him, his consciousness gradually blurred. Why did it become like this? What have you done? Su Rong...

With a bang, he collapsed to the ground.

Qi Surong ran out of the room and didn't meet anyone else along the way. This house seemed to be an empty house originally.

She ran aimlessly in the dark night, the cold wind scraped through her skin like a knife, and she was almost numb with pain, and she just kept running.

"Ah!" She stumbled, and she fell on the muddy ground. The sky in the distance had turned white, and the surroundings were deserted.

Qi Surong lay weakly on the ground, feeling a chill on her face in the hazy, looking up, she saw snowflakes fluttering from the sky.

Eye sockets involuntarily heat up, and vision gradually blurs. At this moment, there was a faint sound of footsteps, and a pair of rough cloth boots appeared in front of him.

Tears welled up in my eyes, how familiar this scene is...

Master, is that you?