A tyrant develops a daily life

Chapter 180 End
A group of people stopped and walked, and returned to the vicinity of the bridge. The chains of the bridge were cut off and there was no way to reconnect them.

King Jing stood by the river, looking at the rushing river, in a daze.

Gu Qingluan walked to him slowly, looked at him, and also looked deep into the river, and said, "I misunderstood you before, sorry."

King Jing laughed at himself, "I've said so many words, but none of them are worth Murong Feng's words."

"Who made you have so many bad records?" Gu Qingluan muttered, but after all, he remembered that he didn't come to argue with him, so he took a deep breath, "I didn't save you because of kindness. I can't get out, so I give you the chance to live."

"Oh." King Jing responded lightly.About this point, even if Gu Qingluan didn't say it, he could guess it.People like Murong Feng, who say they are kind, are indeed kind, but they are not holy fathers.Back then, in order not to make Gu Qingluan feel sad, he even let down his "fiancée", so how could he sacrifice himself to save a love rival at a critical moment of life and death?
Gu Qingluan was not surprised that his attitude suddenly became so indifferent, his eyes glanced at his wide sleeves covering his hands: "How are you hurt? Show me."

King Jing avoided her hands coldly: "Don't tease me, Gu Qingluan."

Gu Qingluan was stunned: "Who teased you? Let me see your injury!"

King Jing turned his head and looked at her fixedly: "Where is my real injury, can you see it?"

Gu Qingluan was speechless.

After daybreak, Murong Feng picked some wild fruits in the forest and shared them with the crowd.After that, they began to sort out the way to cross the river.The river bed was about two feet long, and the current was fast-moving. The men knew how to swim and could barely swim across.Gu Qingluan can't do it, she is pregnant, even if she is tied to her back and swims, it is very dangerous.

"Make a bamboo raft." Murong Feng said.

King Jing didn't speak, he drew his sword and went to the forest to chop bamboo.

"I'll go and see if there are any unburnt ropes in the bamboo house." Xiao Mo went to the bamboo house that was almost burned to ruins, and dug back a bundle of hemp rope.

Murong Feng compared, the length is almost enough to reach the other side, but if you count the bundled bamboo rafts, it is not enough.He and Xiao Mo went to the forest to cut some vines and weave them into ropes.At this moment, he was a little glad that he grew up in a temple. If he was in the Murong family, as a pampered young master, how would he know these methods of survival?

He weaved the rope and tried it with Xiaomo, and it was still strong.

Gu Qingluan didn't close his eyes all night, he was so sleepy that he fell asleep leaning against the big tree.

Murong Feng took off his robe, put it on her body, and gestured for silence to Xiao Mo who was shouting over there.Xiao Mo hurriedly covered her mouth, stared round her eyes and nodded desperately.

Murong Feng walked over, Xiao Mo whispered: "Qi Ye, you are so powerful, this rope is old and strong, I pulled it for a long time without breaking it."

Murong Feng looked into the depths of the jungle: "My lord has been away for a long time, I went to see why I haven't returned yet."

Xiao Mo ran over in the direction King Jing left, and after a while, Xiao Mo's scream came from the other end, Gu Qingluan was startled awake, and looked at Murong Feng, who had obviously changed his face: "What happened? Who's calling?"

Murong Feng stared and said: "It's Xiaomo, I'll go and have a look, you wait for me here."

Gu Qingluan grabbed his hand: "I'm with you."

Murong Feng looked around and nodded, "That's fine." Compared to leaving her alone in the threatening jungle, it would be more reassuring to take her with her.

The two immediately rushed to the place where Xiao Mo was screaming. When they got there, Xiao Mo had stopped screaming, and he was slumped on the ground. King Jing was lying in front of him, his face turning purple.All around, there were scattered bamboos cut down by King Jing, one by one, and each section was as bright as emeralds under the sunlight.

Gu Qingluan covered her mouth in disbelief.

Murong Feng walked over, felt the pulse in his neck, checked his pupils and nails: "He is poisoned."

Gu Qingluan's eyes trembled: "How could he be poisoned?"

Murong Feng's hand touched the back of King Jing's neck, and with a shake of his arm, he threw out a black thing, which was a big poisonous spider.He remembered that in the flash, King Jing snorted when he moved the stone away. He asked King Jing what was wrong, and King Jing said it was okay, and was bitten by a mosquito.Obviously, it was not a mosquito, but a poisonous spider with a certain local anesthetic effect.

Murong Feng quickly turned King Jing over, trying to suck out the poisonous blood from his wound, but after too long, the poison had spread.He wiped his mouth and carried King Jing back to the place where he had stayed before.

Xiaomo and Gu Qingluan brought Zhuzi and King Jing's sword back to the original place.

Murong Feng tied a bamboo raft as fast as he could, and put Jing Wangping on the bamboo raft, in case he would accidentally fall, he wrapped vines around his waist and tied him tightly to the bamboo raft.Afterwards, Murong Feng tied four movable bracelets on the bamboo raft, and asked Gu Qingluan to sit on the bamboo raft, holding hands and hooking his feet.

Murong Feng touched her face, and said seriously: "The water is urgent, you must hurry up."

Gu Qingluan sniffed: "I know."

"Xiaomo, can you swim there?" Murong Feng asked Xiaomo.

Xiao Mo scratched his head in embarrassment: "I am not good at water."

"Then I'll go there first." Murong Feng gave Xiao Mo one end of the rope, tied the other end around his waist, and jumped into the rushing river.After exhausting all his efforts, he finally swam to the opposite bank, tied the rope around his waist to a big tree, and said to Xiaomo, "Swim along the rope."

Xiao Mo tied the other end of the rope to a rock. His water quality was actually better than he imagined, but he was afraid that the current would be too fast and it would wash him away.Grabbing that rope was like grabbing a life-saving straw, and swam to the other side in one go.

Murong Feng looked at Gu Qingluan and nodded.

Gu Qingluan untied the rope and tied it to the bamboo raft.

Bamboo rafts are no better than people, and they may be washed far away when they enter the water. Gu Qingluan held the bracelets hooked on his feet and his hands, took a deep breath, and smiled at Murong Feng.

Murong Feng and Xiao Mo pulled the rope, and the bamboo raft slipped into the water.The water at this time is slightly calmer than before, and the bamboo raft has not been washed too much.Murong Feng happily increased the strength in his hand, but when the bamboo raft was only a third of the distance left, the rope suddenly collapsed.

Xiaomo yelled: "Oops! The rope is about to break!"

Gu Qingluan's face suddenly changed.

Murong Feng hurriedly jumped, and the moment the rope broke completely, he grabbed the other end of the bamboo raft.He was rushed far away along with the bamboo raft, and the water that had calmed down a little bit, unceremoniously rolled up the waves again.

He was thrown into the water.

Gu Qingluan exclaimed in shock: "Murong Feng!"

Murong Feng choked on a few sips of water and swam up with all his strength.

I didn't know how far I glanced, and seeing the bamboo raft was about to float down a waterfall, Gu Qingluan's heart rose to his throat.Falling down a waterfall is not a fun thing. If the distance is high enough, it is no different from falling on a stone slab. Falling like this is a dead word.

Murong Feng was hit by the reef until his head was bleeding, he stretched out his hand and hugged a big reef.

The bamboo raft stopped, and Gu Qingluan leaned forward violently. If it weren't for the four rattan rings, she would have been thrown out by inertia.King Jing was tied up, but he was also shaken violently, and opened his eyes slightly.

The glare of the sun forced him to close it again.

When I opened my eyes again, I was used to it.

He looked at Murong Feng, who was holding the rope with one hand, and the rock with the other, who was almost torn apart, and then at Gu Qingluan, who was clutching his stomach, with red eyes.

She cried again.

Are you worried about yourself, or the child in your womb?
"Qingluan." He said hoarsely.

Gu Qingluan was startled for a moment, then looked at him in a daze: "Are you awake?"

King Jing nodded weakly, and said with a smile, "I have something I've been holding back in my heart. I wanted to say it, but I was afraid you wouldn't listen. But looking at the current situation, you have nowhere to go, and you can't do it if you don't listen."

Gu Qingluan was subconsciously afraid that he was about to speak on the phone, so he interrupted him and said, "Do you know that you are poisoned?"

King Jing held her hand and said weakly: "Actually, the first time I saw you, I really liked you, but I thought it was impossible for us to get together. I also foresaw our ending."

Gu Qingluan choked up: "Stop talking."

King Jing said: "I'm sorry for making you sad for so many years."

Gu Qingluan looked at him holding her hand. Since the two broke up, she no longer allowed him to approach her, but somehow, she didn't have the urge to shake it off: "It's over, don't talk anymore."

"I always feel that no matter what I do, you can't leave me. Until the day when the news of your death came from the Yamen..." King Jing's throat was choked, and water gradually overflowed in his eyes, "I didn't know you ... There will also be a day that disappears from my life. But I know it too late. I am so happy to know that you are still alive. I think, we can be together like before, and I will make up for what I did to you Hurt. I didn't expect that I had no chance."

His tears rolled down his cheeks.

Gu Qingluan had never seen this man cry before, so he couldn't tell what it was like, and his own teardrops couldn't help falling down.

He raised his hand and wiped the tears from her face: "Don't cry for people like me, it's not worth it."

"My lord..." Gu Qingluan took his hand.

He said with tears: "I am also very sad that I failed to keep you and the child. There will not be another time, no, and you will lose any relatives again."

A strong uneasiness welled up in Gu Qingluan's heart.

He withdrew his hand.He touched the sword tied around his waist.

Gu Qingluan turned pale in shock: "My lord! What are you going to do?"

King Jing stroked the back of her smooth hand with his thumb reluctantly: "Live well."

Gu Qingluan shook his head: "Don't..."

On Murong Feng's side, it was about to be overwhelmed.

King Jing put her hand on the vine ring, let her hold the vine ring tightly, and then raised his sword, cutting off the vine tied around his waist.The bamboo raft bumped, he rolled into the water, and was washed out by the current!
"My lord—" Gu Qingluan stretched out his hand to grab it, but he didn't catch a piece of his clothes.

Five years later, in the imperial palace, in an elegant palace, under the fragrant crabapple tree, a man was sitting in a wheelchair calmly.He was holding a few gift lists in his hand, and was flipping through them with great interest.

"His Highness Eight! His Highness Eighth!" A small glutinous rice dumpling carefully carved in powder and jade ran over and threw himself into his arms.

The man looked down at the little guy who ran into his arms: "Which palace are you from? Why haven't I seen you?"

"I am..." Xiao Qingluan's eyeballs rolled slightly, and said with a smile: "I am a new little maid, please greet the Eighth Highness!"

As she spoke, she performed a blessing ceremony in a proper manner.

This fluent demeanor doesn't look like a newcomer at all, but the man didn't notice this strangeness.The man looked at the delicate and lovely facial features of the little maid, and inexplicably liked it, "What's your name? Why are you hiding here?"

"My name is..." Xiao Qingluan's big eyes flashed, "Lin Miaomiao."

Queen's sister-in-law, I will borrow your name.

"Oh. It's a good name." The man touched her head, "Why did you come to me?"

"I'm lost!" Little Qingluan lay down on the stone table, holding up her cheeks bitterly, "His Royal Highness, what are you looking at?"

He said, "I'm looking at the gift list. I'm getting married tomorrow."

"Oh?" Xiao Qingluan's eyes widened in surprise, "Who are you marrying?"

She asked this question every day, so she was not surprised at all.But she wouldn't let him see it.

King Jing smiled softly: "Miss Gu, Gu Qingluan."

(End of this chapter)