The river gurgled and gurgled, making sounds as it flowed. The occasional sounds of insects and birds could be heard, and the riverbanks were filled with unknown wild flowers. On both sides of the river were mountains. It seemed desolate and barren.

"Dad, be careful." After a long time, the voice of a young man finally sounded.

"Don't worry. Even though your father is in his sixties, I've been on this river for decades. I can walk across it with my eyes closed." Then, there was the sound of a healthy old man, laughing as he spoke.

He saw that the father and son were walking towards the river with baskets on their backs and sticks in their hands. It seemed that they had just come down from the mountain and were preparing to cross the river and return to the other side.

The father and son duo were both dressed in azure clothes, plain and clean.

When they reached the river, the old man turned around and said to his son, "Nan'er, put down the basket, take out that McDong, wash him and bring him home."

"Yes, Father. Please sit by the side." The young man called Nan'er moved a rock for his father to sit on before taking out a basket. He took out some of the herbs and started washing them by the river.

After washing up, the smile on his face disappeared, and his face slowly turned pale. His hands trembled, and he plopped down on the ground.

Ah!" He screamed out in fear as the medicinal plant in his hand fell to the ground.

"Nan'er, what's wrong?" The old man quickly stood up.

"Father, blood, blood …" He pointed at the river in front of him, his voice trembling. The river in front of him had turned red and was emitting a fishy smell. If it wasn't blood, then what was it?

The old man's heart sank. "It really is blood!"

The hearts of the father and son were suddenly lifted by the slow flowing blood. They couldn't help but look up —

"Father!" Do you think there are two people there? "

The old man looked and indeed, there were two people lying by the river. It seemed that they had rushed down from the upstream. The water was shallow here. They only stopped after they collided with a rock.

"Quick, let's go take a look!"

"Alright." The father and son hurriedly walked over and saw a man and a woman hugging each other lying on the riverbank.

The old man squatted down to talk about their breathing. "They're not dead, they're still alive. The men's breathing is weak, the women's are better. Hurry, Nan'er, carry them back."

"Yes, Father." Li Nan bent down with the old man and planned to carry the man and woman home.

However, they discovered that even though this man was unconscious, he was still holding the little girl in his arms, protecting her. His arms were tightly wrapped around her, and he was actually unable to pull her away.

Li Nan knelt beside him and used all his strength to pry open his ten fingers one by one.

There was blood on his head and face, and there was also a pool of blood on his body. As for the little girl, her hair had scattered, her face was scratched by several thorns, there was blood at the corner of her mouth, and one of her hands was limp, probably broken from the fall.

"Dad, this person seems to have been poisoned. Look at the blood on the arrow, its color is dark." Li Nan turned around and said to his father.

The old man lifted his hand and opened the man's eyes. He looked at his pupils and said with a dark expression, "Bring them back first. We'll talk about it after they wake up."

"Alright."

The father and son duo exhausted their strength and finally brought the two injured men back to a small mountain house on the other side of the river.

"Old granny, quickly start a fire and Nan'er and I have saved the injured." The father and son pair, panting, returned to the house and shouted.

An old granny came out from her room. Upon seeing the scene in front of her, she hurriedly said, "Quick, put him on the bed first."

So painful! So painful! It was as if he had quickly fallen into a bottomless abyss. His surroundings were pitch black, and he could not see anything. He only felt like his body was about to be smashed into pieces.

Suddenly, she saw two people in the deepest and darkest part of the abyss. They were like evil spirits as they walked step by step towards her. They opened their mouths wide, as if they wanted to eat her in one gulp!

Someone come, she's too noisy. I'm afraid I'll disturb the emperor's peace, pull out all her teeth, cut off one part of her hand, foot, ear, nose, tongue, and feed it to the dogs, and then put her in the vat.

"Lian Lu Yue, do you still not understand? I have never liked you before, how could I possibly like a perverted woman who seduces me? My love for you is all an act. In fact, every time I see you, I feel like killing you immediately!

This ugly face of yours is beyond tiresome to me! Even if the baby in your womb belongs to me, even if you and Ol 'Nine never had such a dirty affair, from today onwards, I don't want to look at you again, and I don't want to have anything to do with you anymore. You don't have the qualifications to bear Ol' Nine's child. "

They were like evil spirits, whispering the most cruel words in her ear.

"No, no, no!" She shook her head desperately, retreating step by step, but they wouldn't let her go. They would force her to death!

"The Ninth Prince has been beheaded, and everyone else in the mansion has been killed too. You're the one who killed him, Big Sis. "

As she spoke, the woman took out a bloody head and placed it in front of her, emitting a terrifying laughter.

"NO!" No! Ninth Prince, Ninth Prince! "

Lian Ruyue suddenly sat up in bed. She was sweating profusely, her face was pale, her body was swaying, and she was breathing heavily, as if she had just come out of a deep nightmare.

"Miss, Miss, you're awake?"

At this moment, the wooden door creaked open and an old lady hurriedly walked in with a basin of water in her hand and sat in front of her.

"Where is this place …"

Lian Rou Yue heaved a sigh of relief as she calmed down. Looking around, she saw that she was currently in a simple room sleeping on a simple bed. When she looked down, she was also wearing a simple dark cloth shirt.

Her body hurt, her head hurt, her body felt as though it had been tortured.

"Aunt, this is …" She remembered that she had gone to the stables to ride her horse with He Lian Tou, and then had been intercepted and killed by the mysterious black clothed man. Then, something had happened, but she couldn't recall what had happened.

She raised her hand to rub her head. There was a white cloth wrapped around her head.

"Miss, you and your husband were injured and unconscious by the river. It was my old man and his son who rescued you. Your head was injured and bleeding. Are you feeling better now?" The grandma raised her hand to rub her forehead as she asked with concern.

"Husband?" Lian Meng Yue was stunned. What husband?