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Chapter 169 Mu Lianzhi's Father

Her head exploded with a loud bang, and Yu Hua was so scared that she almost screamed. Instinctively, she covered her mouth and nose tightly.

broken.

Because Beitang Yi had his back to her, she couldn't see who the woman in her arms was. But she could see the man in black lying on the ground with his eyes open and the situation in front of her, so she was not unaware of what was happening. Then, looking at the red flares still floating in the air and not yet dissipated, her mind buzzed again.

Shrinking his body and carefully keeping a distance, Yu Hua turned around and ran, completely forgetting about the sprained foot.

Because they were at a fork in the mountainside, surrounded by rocks and trees, with the wind whistling from time to time, and because of his agitated mood and his full attention on the ground, Beitang Yi did not notice the movement behind him.

Touching the bloodstain on the corner of Mu Lianzhi's lips, Beitang Yi's mind was full of thoughts about how to save her and where to start.

Seeing Beitang Yi's panic, regret and helplessness, Mu Lianzhi vaguely felt the signs of her life slipping away. For a moment, she wondered if she could ever return to the modern era if she died like this, but this was soon replaced by the thought that she might also disappear completely.

If you ask her how she feels at this moment, she can't say.

Joy, emptiness, expectation, regret, reluctance, nostalgia, pain...

Or both.

Shaking her head slightly, Mu Lianzhi's mind was actually mostly blank. What she wanted to do most was to hold him down while he was shaking, take a good look at him for the last time, and tell him that she wanted to save him but didn't want to die for him, and that she was just unlucky. She didn't want to see him living with guilt and the burden of a life.

"Beitang..."

Her lips were trembling, and Mu Lianzhi just made a little sound with difficulty, but she felt her throat was blocked by a fishy and sweet taste, and blood flowed from the corner of her mouth again.

"Zhizhi, stop talking."

Holding her hand, Beitang Yi's confused vision cleared up, and he saw that the blood on the corner of her lips seemed to be a little stained:

"The arrow is poisoned?"

With a shock in his mind, Beitang Yi's lost soul seemed to return instantly. Looking at the arrow still stuck in her chest, he saw that the area close to her skin had turned black.

He had originally been afraid that she wouldn't be able to hold on, so he didn't dare to pull out the arrow rashly, but now he had no choice.

With a flash of inspiration, Beitang Yi took out a detoxification pill he carried with him and stuffed it into her mouth, then lowered his head and gave her a big kiss on the forehead:

"Zhizhi, I can't lose you. Promise me that you won't leave me and that you will hold on, okay? Someone will come to rescue us soon! If you make it through this, I can marry you."

"We can be together forever."

"Openly."

"W-what?"

What did she hear?

Was she hallucinating or was she dying?

Blinking her eyes, looking at the handsome face that was so close to her, within her reach, Mu Lianzhi still felt as if she was dreaming.

It seemed that she had no regrets about leaving in his arms, but it was a pity that she did not seek true justice for the original owner. And her maid, what would happen to them if she was gone?

Thinking of this, Mu Lianzhi no longer wanted to die.

While talking to her, Beitang Yi had already quietly moved one hand to the arrow in her heart, and with an effort, he pulled it out in the blink of an eye.

"what!"

Mu Lianzhi screamed in pain, and all the strength in her body seemed to be drained away at once. Sweat broke out on her forehead. She leaned over, and Beitang Yi tore off her clothes and sucked on her wound.

"What are you doing? No, no—"

Pushing him hard, Mu Lianzhi was frightened and sobered up a lot:

"Toxic, no—"

Before, and even just now, she didn't believe that one person could risk his life for another person, but at this moment, she used up all her strength, and the only belief that supported her was that she didn't want him to get hurt.

Although she didn't know what kind of poison she was poisoned with, she could vaguely feel that it must be very strong.

After spitting out the black blood, Beitang Yi pulled her clothes down again:

"I'll be fine, and I'm still going to marry you."

He wanted to save her, and he also wanted to use this opportunity to make their relationship a natural thing.

What about a widow?

The life-saving grace plus the physical intimacy were enough for the two of them to silence the world's gossips. It was more reasonable and faster than all his previous plans!

When their eyes met, Mu Lianzhi understood what he meant, but she still shook her head subconsciously:

"..."

It's too risky.

This is gambling with your life.

Not knowing that Beitang Yi had a poison in his body, which gave him a certain resistance to ordinary poisons, Mu Lianzhi just thought that he had given her all the detoxification pills he carried with him. She was very clear about the principle of drug use, so she resisted instinctively.

Because if things go wrong, drug addicts can die faster than those who are poisoned.

Especially for the selfish purpose of getting married.

not worth.

Looking at the corners of his lips stained with black blood, Mu Lianzhi still wanted to shake his head.

Caressing her cheek, how could Beitang Yi not understand?

The more this happened, the more determined he became. He wanted her to live well and be by his side.

Because he had sealed her major acupoints before, Beitang Yi was not afraid of the poison spreading, as it also had some hemostatic effects. He was only afraid that she was too weak to hold on.

"Someone is coming up, keep your strength and don't speak."

He lowered his head and was about to fall in front of her when a male voice suddenly exclaimed:

"Zhizhi——"

Turning around, Beitang Yi saw that it was not his own people, nor the royal guards, but a strange old man carrying a bamboo basket and leaning on a wooden stick.

Startled, he was about to use his power when a faint female voice came to his ears:

"father?"

Mu Lianzhi didn't know why she shouted this word, it just came out of her mouth when she saw the old man.

"It's me, it's me, Zhizhi, don't be afraid, Dad is here, and Dad will not let anything happen to you."

As she spoke, the old man rushed over and grabbed her wrist.

father?

He is Mu Lianzhi's father, the once famous imperial physician Mu Ren?

He should be in his forties, how come he looks so old?

"Fortunately, my heart wasn't hurt. I was just poisoned and my vitality was damaged."

Putting down the backpack, the old man had already found some herbs and a bamboo tube filled with silver needles. He was about to move when Beitang Yi held him back:

"Don't touch her."

"Mr. Mu, I want to marry Zhizhi. Our poison cannot be completely cured before outsiders see our condition. Stay with us, don't leave, and don't pull us apart."

"somebody is coming."

The obvious footsteps were already heard, so without saying anything more, he lowered his head and sucked on Mu Lianzhi's arrow wound again. If he hadn't known that both of them were seriously injured and in danger, Old Mu would have had a bad thought.

His eyes were wide open and he was very angry.

However, before he could react, shouts came from all around:

"My Lord is on top, hurry up."

Upon hearing Ying Feng's voice, Beitang Yi exerted force, and bloody red marks on his neck instantly spread across his neck like cracks on porcelain.