let me be quiet

Chapter 89 Who is Ah Tong?

Seeing this, Melaleuca had no choice but to rush over to help. Lord Yu wanted to chase Qian Yitong while he was in a hurry, but was hooked by the dying Wu Changsu on the ground.

He grabbed a finely carved dagger, handed it to Prince Yu, and pointed at Old Madam Wu: "Use this to stab her in the heart, so as to save, save those innocent people..."

After finishing speaking, a mouthful of black blood spewed out, mother, please forgive my son for his unfilial piety.

Lord Yu rushed to chase Qian Yitong, saw Wu Chen being shot flying over, handed him the dagger in his hand, and told him how to do it, Wu Chen took the dagger and joined the battle again.

Wu Changsu said vaguely: "One kilometer to the southwest, there is our boat there, you go and save him, he won't last long."

Lord Yu frowned, as if you could last a long time.

Simply drag him up together, chase the cloud, and rush to the place he said.

The sound of fighting not far away is still going on, the surrounding fog is lingering, the visibility is quite low, the boat in the middle of the lake is swaying, Qian Yitong puts Huali in the canopy of the boat, he has to leave before the fog dissipates.

Wu Changsu said: When you come back, follow the fog and you will find the river leading to the top of the weak water.

But he couldn't do it, and just grabbed the oar to paddle, and passed out.

It is also a long dream. In the dream, he and Huali walk hand in hand in a river of stars. He is dressed in gold and purple, and his cloud clothes are fluttering. He smiles at him. They embrace, kiss and love each other.

He faced the stars all over the sky and made a vow to love only him for the rest of his life.

They walked all the way through the holy land full of flowers, the smoky heavenly palace, and the fairyland where the lotus is fragrant. When it came to autumn, it suddenly snowed.

They were separated by a group of people with blurred faces, and he was pushed onto the exquisitely carved white jade chopping platform. At some point, his appearance was completely changed, as if he had lost his eyes.

Maybe in the dream, he couldn't see his eyes.

He watched indifferently from afar, and heard that cut-off pierced the sky, and the snowflakes fell like tears from the sky, which made people feel chilling. He watched him turn into ashes with the snowflakes blowing all day in front of him.

"Do not……"

He hoarse his voice, woke up screaming, and was dripping with sweat.

"Are you OK?"

The person who asked the question was Prince Yu with complicated and worried eyes. Behind him, there was still a light mist, but the sky was bright and the air was extremely cool and clean.

"What about him?"

Qian Yitong sat up abruptly, suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, Lord Yu hurriedly held him down: "He is still in a coma, inside, please be quiet, I can't take care of the three wounded by myself."

Only then did Qian Yitong realize that the boat was drifting in the river with green hills on both sides. Those green hills looked very steep and strange, surrounded by clouds and mist in the middle of the mountains, and the river water was surprisingly clear.

Maomao was fetching water from the bow of the boat, when he heard him speak, he dropped the wooden ladle and ran over, cooing at him.

"Three?"

Qian Yitong patted Maomao on the head and asked suspiciously.

Lord Yu smiled: "The one brought down from the altar, his surname is Wu, he said you know each other. You were lying in it too, but after you passed out, you seemed to be having a terrible dream and kept yelling The name of the person. I was afraid of disturbing them, so I had to drag you out."

"Whose name did I call?"

Qian Yitong only remembered that the dream was very scary, but he couldn't remember what it was about. He only vaguely remembered that Huali left him cruelly.

Prince Yu looked at Maomao, then turned to him, was silent for a moment, and then said, "A Tong."

Who is Atong?

Qian Yitong had question marks all over his face, and Mao Mao next to him showed suspicious eyes, and said something, as if asking, isn't the one you love my master?Why do you read someone else's name in your dream?

Qian Yitong was uncomfortable seeing it, and explained: "I, I don't know any Ah Tong."

Prince Yu also looked suspiciously in his eyes: "Now is not the time to talk about this, you should take good care of your wounds, that Wu Changsu is dying, I'm afraid he won't last tonight."

Qian Yitong frowned, and suddenly turned to Mao Mao: "Where's my Dan?"

Maomao ran aside with dodge eyes, unwilling to answer.

Qian Yitong was funny: "If you eat that pill, you won't become a fairy, it's only used to bring the dead back to life and prolong your life. You and him get along very well. Why don't you give it to him, and it can save his life."

Mao Mao was furious all over, turned to him in shock, and asked in monkey language: "What? What happened for a long time? Can't Dan become a fairy? Why did we cause so many troubles for this?"

Qian Yitong couldn't understand what it said, thinking it didn't believe it: "If we can really become immortals, wouldn't our monks have already become immortals?"

Mao Mao was very angry, took out the small gourd from the sheepskin pouch on his waist, threw it to him, ran into the thatched shed angrily, and went to see Huali.

Qian Yitong shook his head helplessly, and handed the pill to Prince Yu: "You take it and feed him."

"You are so generous?"

Lord Yu took the pill with disbelief: "Aren't you going to give it to him? What does your master mean when he said that he has become a monster? By the way, what is his real name?"

Qian Yitong's face was weak for a second, and he leaned on the straw mat and moved his head, which seemed more comfortable.

He looked up at the sky, and the fog was about to disperse, revealing a clear blue bottom, just like the clear bay: "It's useless for him to eat. I don't know what the monster is. His real name is Hua Shi." memory."

"Hua Shiyi, it's really beautiful."

In Prince Yu's eyes, stars flickered.

Qian Yitong felt dissatisfied: "No matter how beautiful it is, it's mine, don't even think about it."

"Hmph, let's wait and see. I only saved your life because you saved him. Otherwise, I pushed you into the lake last night by my means. Do you still have the strength to speak here?" He looked at him with disdain, and robbed me, you are still a little tender.

Qian Yitong suddenly recalled the fantasy of Prince Yu becoming a bride, and was stunned for a while. Although this prince is a human being who doesn't understand Taoism, and although he has never put him in his eyes, he knows that this person is definitely a Ruthless role.

"I'm warning you, you'd better not use those dirty tricks in the officialdom on him, otherwise, I will kill you."

Qian Yitong raised his head and looked at him coldly.

Prince Yu smiled contemptuously: "Hmph, all you gave him was hurt, but I will love him very much."

He was stiff, yes, if the prince was the one who took him away from Fengyue Tower, I'm afraid he wouldn't...

Well, it's all my fault, and I'll love him for the rest of my life.

With a hard look: "Then wait and see!"

"Hmph! Just wait and see!"

Prince Yu flung his sleeves and entered the cabin built by thatched sheds. The space in the cabin was very small, and there were two people lying on a wooden bed.

Huali was wiped clean, covered with a thick quilt, lying on the inside like a sleeping beauty.

Wu Changsu was like a corpse, stiff on the outside, Prince Yu disliked him a little, and wrapped him in a quilt alone, but no matter how disliked he was, it was his life, if he could be saved, then let him be saved.

Rolling his eyelids, he was not dead yet, so he carefully fed the elixir in the wooden gourd to him.

Not long after taking it, that guy actually whispered a name, he couldn't hear clearly, leaned over to his ear to his lips, and finally got a weak voice: "...Wei'er, Wei'er..."

Micro?Could it be Tang Wei'er?

Isn't it such a coincidence?

Could it be that he is the rumored boyfriend of Tang Wei'er?

This king is so recited?

Are the two rescued people rivals in love?

Although he doesn't have any relationship with Tang Wei'er, but no matter what, she is also an honorary fiancée.

But this is half dead, so we can't hold him back and give him a beating, right?

He had no choice but to vent his anger on Qian Yitong, who was still doing well outside, and grabbed him by the collar as soon as he went out: "How dare you play tricks on me?"

Just as Qian Yitong closed his eyes and wanted to rest, his wound caused a burst of pain, and he opened his eyes slightly: "What are you playing with?"

"Is he that little boy outside Tang Wei'er?"

Lord Yu said angrily.

"cut!"

Qian Yitong grinned, and continued to close his eyes: "Didn't you say that you want to hurt Hua Ermao? Why, are you still going around?"

"Do you know who Tang Wei'er is? It's my fiancée in honor. You asked me to save my fiancée's lover, you!"

"Why? Afraid of losing face? Or, since ancient times, the royal family has three wives and four concubines? Just like you, are you qualified to say that you love him?"

Qian Yitong opened his eyes a little more, revealing a light full of sarcasm.

Prince Yu seemed to have been stabbed by something, and stared at him for a long time before asking, "What? Have you never thought about the issue of inheriting the family?"

"Hahaha, I'm a monk, what do I want to pass on to the family? It's you, you should be your prince, and I can give him everything. What about you? Can you give up the throne for him? Not to mention giving up the throne, you Do you dare to make him the male queen in front of the whole world?"

The words in the illusion were reversed, and Prince Yu was stunned when asked, Qian Yitong is so happy.

Prince Yu did not answer him immediately, yes, this is a very realistic question, let alone whether Huali will choose him in the end, even if he does, he is a prince, dare to marry him into Prince Yu's mansion in a fair manner?

"What? Are you guilty? Then quit, before everything starts, you can't afford to bet on love."

Qian Yitong sneered, and he knew that the face of human beings always comes first. How could a nobleman like him not care about face?

Prince Yu thought for a long time before he snorted coldly: "Hmph, this king has a lot of ideas. As long as he chooses me in the end, this king has a way to make him a male queen. You just wait!"

Qian Yitong didn't bother to pay attention to him anymore, yawned, turned his face away: "I have to rest, think carefully, don't be aggressive."

Prince Yu really wanted to slap him to death, he is No.1 in history who dared to talk to this king like this.

However, he always walks ahead of him, always knows more than him, a legend-like existence, a god-like man.

From his initial dislike to him, he now has a trace of sincere admiration.

A small boat carried four men of different identities and status, shuttling between the green mountains and green waters, but none of them knew that the surrounding areas of this waterway, those places that were hidden by the mountains, were covered with dense fog.

Ahead, I don't know the way back.