Died three times, the third ex-husband went crazy

Cang Tao blocked Lin Yu's scimitar with the scabbard tied to his wrist, and then threw the dagger in his hand towards her eyes.

She didn't expect that he would throw out his only weapon. When she saw the cold light coming straight into her eyes, she was confused for a moment, but Cang Tao took advantage of the situation and stepped forward, easily snatching the scimitar from her hand.

And the dagger flew behind her, and she didn't know where it was inserted.

Her heart was pounding.

"You still lack determination." Cang Tao let go of her hand, but did not return the scimitar to her.He stared into her eyes, "If you were faster, maybe I wouldn't have time to react."

Lin Yu looked at him: "Aren't you afraid?"

"If it were you, I wouldn't be afraid, I would just be sad." Cang Tao's voice gradually became lower: "Growing up, I have encountered many people wielding knives at me. If I can't escape, I will die. If I can't react, I will die." Death...no one taught me what to do. Everything I have learned to survive until now was figured out by myself by thinking hard about how to survive every time I was lucky enough to survive..."

He paused, "I never trust others easily, but I'm never defensive about you."

Lin Yu couldn't help but feel a little soft-hearted and said, "Don't be sad."

But she couldn't guarantee that in the future, she couldn't even guarantee that "I won't make you sad."

"I just don't want you to experience the pain I have experienced. I hope I can protect you and protect you from the wind and rain... But I don't know why you are so angry, and I don't know why you are so insistent."

Cang Tao lowered his eyes and looked at the scimitar in his hand, "I can only think that it's because I didn't protect you well, so you no longer trust me. I will try my best to let you see changes, and I will get rid of you." All uneasiness. Ayu, give me another chance."

Lin Yu reached out to take back the scimitar, but Cang Tao let go without any resistance, letting her stand in front of him, defenseless, holding the weapon.

She looked at him silently and sheathed her scimitar, "This has nothing to do with whether I trust you or not."

"There is one more thing that I haven't asked..." Cang Tao suddenly said: "You rescued Zhu Rongzhan, so my people will probably not be able to come back?"

Lin Yu's heart suddenly shook.

Cang Tao had never mentioned this matter before, and she even thought he would never mention it again.

He could definitely guess their fate of dying in a foreign country, and she thought they would let it go tacitly.

So why bring it up now?Does he want to avenge them?Or do you want to make her feel uneasy?

"Who killed them?"

Lin Yu was silent.

"You don't know many people, and there aren't many people who can help you. Ayu, I can find out."

"What do you want to do?"

"Their parents, brothers and sisters are waiting for news about them. I took them out. I need to give them an explanation."

Lin Yu hesitated for a moment.

She had said in front of Cang Tao that she had never killed anyone before, and she also asked him to help her when she couldn't do it. She did not mean to deceive intentionally, but she said it subconsciously for some reason.

Perhaps her subconscious mind judged that pretending to be "innocent" was more beneficial. Perhaps she felt that if there were fewer conflicts, she would be more likely to win Cang Tao's support. Perhaps she felt that by reducing his excuses for quarrels, she would be able to get along with him more comfortably...

But if he admitted that he had killed someone now, would it shake Cang Tao's trust in him?Would it make him feel like he was deliberately deceiving him?

"I took action." Lin Yu had many thoughts in her mind, but when she opened her mouth, she still told the truth: "When I met them, they were about to bully a girl."

"You made a move?" Cang Tao didn't believe it: "Can you fight with them?"

"I knew I couldn't fight them in close combat, so I rode on a horse..." She made an archery gesture, "I hit them."

Cang Tao pursed his lips.

"You taught me step by step. I'm not a stranger yet." Lin Yu said: "I still remember you taught me that since you are riding a horse, you must maximize the horse's advantages. So there is a person who is my He was trampled to death by a horse.”

"Ayu... you know them." Cang Tao said slowly: "Since you remember your life with me, it is impossible for you not to know them."

Lin Yu lowered his eyes: "Yes, I recognized them, but..."

She paused: "They were my enemies at that time."

Cang Tao showed an expression of disbelief. He stared at Lin Yu with wide eyes.

Out of some tacit understanding and understanding, Lin Yu realized that a question had emerged in his mind: If one day, I become your enemy, will you attack me without hesitation?
"If I let them go, they may not let me go," she said.

"Then when you want to kill someone again...you won't need my help."

His tone was harsh and his eyes flickered over the scimitar. Lin Yu felt that he might have regretted handing the knife to her for a moment.

It's not like that...

she thought.

There is a difference between shooting someone on horseback and slashing someone in front of him.

If you are far enough away from a person, then he is not enough to form a specific "person" in her heart.

He would be a symbol, a target, an obstacle.

But the closer you get, the more clearly you can see a person's facial features, expression, and the tremor, panic, fear, and anger he reveals in danger...the more you can recognize that this is a person, a living person... …

The harder it is for her to start.

Lin Yu suddenly felt her lips were a little dry, and she couldn't help but pursed her lips.

Maybe she subconsciously said that she had never killed anyone before, not because she wanted to pretend, but because she deliberately forgot that those "people" were "people", so she subconsciously believed that she had never killed anyone personally.

But...this is still deceiving oneself and others after all.

"...Okay." Lin Yu nodded.

But she agreed, and Cang Tao seemed even more angry.

He fluttered his sleeves and turned around to leave her tent.

Lin Yu stood there for a moment, and after confirming that he would not come back again, he turned around to look for the flying dagger.

She found a cut mark on the tent. She opened the crack and saw the dagger stuck in the soil not far outside.

She picked up the dagger and looked at her wrist again.

Lin Yu thought that she had to find a scabbard and tie it to her wrist.

In the previous life, Cang Tao would not take off the sheath on his wrist when sleeping. She also asked him why, but this was the first time that she faced the dagger inside.

His scabbard was used to protect her scimitar.

Lin Yu recalled Cang Tao's expression when she just said to him, "They are my enemies."

If you attack someone who once believed in you, loved you, and wanted to protect you, if you can't bear it, won't you be able to accomplish great things...?
If one day, Cang Tao has an irreconcilable conflict with her, if he insists on leading the Beirong army south, and insists on provoking a war...

Lin Yu thought a lot. She put the dagger under her pillow, lay on the bed facing the door, and closed her eyes.

……

The next day, when Lin Yu opened his eyes, he saw Cang Tao sitting on the edge of the bed, and he was immediately startled.

Seeing that she was awake, Cang Tao didn't wait for her to react, and as if he was deliberately trying to scare her, he threw the scabbard in his arms into her hand.

It was an extremely simple scimitar scabbard.

Lin Yu calmed down and took out the dagger she had picked up yesterday from under the pillow.

Cang Tao remained silent, and he did not reach out to take the dagger back. Instead, he paused, took out the dagger's scabbard from his arms, and placed it in her hand.

Lin Yu stared at his wrist with the scabbard for a while, wondering if he had changed his dagger.

Cang Tao moved his eyes away, looked at the door, and shouted in a stiff voice: "Lan Li."

Someone walked in immediately outside the tent. "king."

"Take this slave girl home." Cang Tao stood up and turned his back to Lin Yu: "She is yours."

Lin Yu then looked at Lan Li.

She knew him, but at this time in his previous life, he shouldn't have been by Cang Tao's side. It should have been after his rebirth that Cang Tao knew his reliability and promoted him to her side in advance.

Lan Li lowered his head: "Yes."

"Remember how you got her?"

"Yes. In Datu, I needed to take care of Yan's maid on the road, so I got her."

"What's her name?"

Lan Li paused for a moment, then subconsciously looked up at Lin Yu.

It was a very young face, about 17 years old.

His skin color is slightly darker, with a rough feeling from exposure to wind and sun, but his facial features are deep and three-dimensional, and he looks handsome and handsome.

Lin Yu was a little surprised, because in his memory, Lan Li was a man with a beard that covered almost half of his face, a gloomy expression, one eye lost during the battle, a man of few words, and a weird temper.

Although in her previous life she often heard people lamenting Lan Li's injuries and saying how good a young man he was in the past, she had never successfully imagined it.

He was stuck on the name, because although Cang Tao told him that Yan wanted to pretend to be an ordinary person, he never thought that he would have to give her a name.

Moreover, would the king really allow him to give the Yan family a name?
Lin Yu said: "Just call me 'Amu'."

Lan Li looked at Cang Tao again, wondering if he approved or agreed.

His eyes are big and bright, reminding people of a diligent and silent ox, but also like a loyal and enthusiastic hunting dog.

"Okay, let's go with him," Cang Tao said his first words of the day to Lin Yu at this time. He said with a sullen face: "Since you don't want to stay here and enjoy the happiness, then go to his home. Just be his Amu."