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C27 Tazumin

His shoulder looked as if it had been injured by a sword. He was tightly covering the wound with his hand. His hand was covered in blood.

Because she knew his identity, Lian Yue didn't panic at all. She opened the carriage and saw that the young man was still standing beside the horse, playing with it with a blade of grass.

It seemed that his speed was quite good. Even though he was wounded, he was still able to enter her carriage without a sound.

"Hide behind this." A box was placed between the frame of the carriage and the curtain. In the middle, there was an empty space, "If you disappear in the vicinity, your pursuers will definitely ask me for your whereabouts."

The man's eyes flickered. He didn't think that Lian Ruyue would be so calm when it came to his request for help.

This girl gave off an aura of a general, but she looked to be only a teenager. Her face still exuded a childish air, but her eyes were unusually mature and calm. If one looked closely, one could see a flame of hatred burning in her eyes ?

Hatred?

At this time, the sound of footsteps came closer and closer. The man quickly hid behind the curtain and Lian Yue sat in front of the curtain. Almost at the same time, her carriage was opened and a shining sword was pressed against her neck.

Lian Xiyue took a quick glance and saw that there were a total of six people. Each of them had their face covered while the young man driving the carriage was already on the ground.

"Do you see a man in a silk robe? He's wounded and he's running through here. " the man who had been whispering to her with the sword asked in a low voice.

Lian Lu Yue had a frightened and terrified expression as she trembled. Her eyes constantly flickered as she said, "I, I was in the carriage the whole time. I didn't see anything. Don't, don't, don't kill me, don't kill me."

He scanned the inside of the carriage, his eyes paused for a moment, then looked at Lian Yue who was about to faint from fright, finally taking away his sword, with a wave of his hand, he led the rest of the people towards another direction.

Lian Ruyue closed her eyes and exhaled a breath of air. She hurriedly ordered the young man who had been scared stiff, "Let's go first. We'll wait for Madam at the entrance of the county magistrate court."

"Yes, yes." The young man hastily jumped on the carriage, and impatiently drove it out of the alley, heading towards his destination.

Lian Ruyue said to the horse curtain behind her, "They have gone far. Come out."

The man came out from the back and sat opposite Lian Ruyue. He frowned as his chest heaved up and down. He said while gasping for breath: "Thank you for saving me. Let me down at the bend in the road."

As more and more blood flowed out, he raised his head and leaned against the carriage. From the look in his eyes, he seemed to be in great pain. It seemed that his injuries were much more severe than she had imagined.

Lian Ruyue quietly looked at him with that kind of gaze that seemed to be able to see through the past and present lives. In her mind, all sorts of memories related to the past appeared.

And at this very moment, he definitely didn't know her. This feeling of being familiar with everything was truly ? Subtle.

"Lil 'Bro, stop at the medicine store in front for a moment." The carriage stopped. She stretched out her hand to him and said expressionlessly, "Give me some silver."

"?" His hand paused for a moment, then he took off his jacket and handed it to her. Lian Yue took out a piece of silver from the jacket and jumped off the carriage. Then, she walked into the medicine store.

Not long later, she walked out of the medicine store. When she got on the carriage, she was holding a bottle of Golden Sore Medicine.

"Let go." Lian Ru Yue's voice was still very cold. It sounded as if she was giving orders, and he looked at her with an inquiring gaze.

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