Chapter 662: Resurrection? An old friend is surprised!

The moment I was stopped by those people, my heart burst into anger.
However, this anger is not directed at those who have been chasing after me, nor is it because of the sadness that I have worked so hard, but after all it has fallen, my anger is directed at myself.
I'm angry with myself.
Why didn't I treat myself better?
The body is destroyed like this, even a strong poison can't carry it. If I used to cherish myself, if my body is better, even if not so weak, will it not coma for so long, Not to mention that at this juncture, those people were also caught up and hunted down, which affected Alan and broke his own path.
Thinking of this, I just felt a flame of anonymity burning, burning my chest pain. Seeing that those people had stepped in front of me and stopped me, and at this moment, as soon as I reached out, I pulled out a short knife from the waist, which was used by Alan for self-defense halfway, and the cold light infiltrated me.
The people who were blocking the road seemed to be angry when they saw me, and hurriedly said, "Miss Yue, please don't be impulsive."
I did stumble.
Just because I was so angry, I just reacted. They called me "Miss Yue".
If it was someone sent by Pei Yuanzhang, I might call me a recidivist, or Master Yue, but no matter what, it would be impossible to call me "Miss Yue".
At this moment, I suddenly remembered the accident on the way to Taimiao. Those people also called me "Miss Yue". Are they with the people in front of me?
I looked up nervously at them: "Who are you?"
The human said: "Miss Yue, don't panic, we just come to ask Miss Yue and tell the master."
"the host?"
It seems that these people are indeed not the people of the court, but who are the owners and why did they come to me?
At this time, it was too late for me to think about it. The fighting sounds of Alan and the soldiers were never broken behind me. This was not the time when I went to find out. I held the handle firmly and gritted my teeth: "I do n’t care what you are. People sent, in short, don't stop me, let it go! "
"..."
"Step aside!"
The man looked at me for a while and didn't speak, but shook his head gently.
I haven't responded yet, the man has suddenly reached out his hand to me, and I was taken aback. I hurriedly raised the knife and then waved forward. I saw the figure flash, and my knife stabbed in the air, but was beside me. Person seized the opportunity and grabbed my wrist.
With a pinch, I just felt a numbness in my wrist, and the knife suddenly fell to the ground.
"Ah!" I whispered, and Alan behind him had already seen this, hurriedly turned and rushed over, shouting: "Let her go!"
But before she rushed to me, my struggling hands had been restrained, the others rushed past my side, and quickly formed a barrier behind me. Alan and the soldiers stationed here rushed up They were stopped by these people stiffly, and the people who restrained me had hit me cleanly on the back of my neck.
I felt a terrible pain, and I slowly collapsed and fell into darkness ...
.
Waking up is uncomfortable.
I have been feeling uncomfortable even when I was in a coma. I feel nauseous and want to vomit, my neck hurts a lot, and my internal organs have always felt like I was being held by one hand. I don't know what I'm talking about, but I just feel cold sweat flowing out, and soon I'm even intimate clothes.
I felt that someone was wiping my forehead gently with a handkerchief, and the force was very soft.
The soft strength made me feel very comfortable, and I wanted to escape from the dark nightmare subconsciously, and finally opened my eyes with enough strength.
Opening my eyes, I immediately saw a familiar face.
This face is very beautiful, with a quiet and elegant look, and there are not many expressions. It seems that because of going through too many things, too much suffering, all those sufferings are like clouds in her eyes, There is no longer much joy and sorrow.
It was just a little softer when looking down at me.
But such a face, when I first saw it, I was subconsciously choked.
Seeing that my eyes slowly opened from open to suddenly widened, the face still didn't have much expression, but the fingers resting on my forehead slowly closed back, and said softly, "Are you still uncomfortable?"
"..."
"Should you drink some water?"
"..."
"Green baby?"
Until this time, when I heard her screaming my name, a cold sweat broke out from the back, and it was so cool to me that I finally spoke: "Jin—Mrs. Jinqiao—"
When she heard these four words, she saw a little bit of embarrassment in her eyes. After a while, she picked the corner of her mouth to show a smile-like expression.
I still looked at her and completely forgot to breathe.
Yang Jinqiao!
Yang Jinqiao!
I couldn't believe my eyes, but the beautiful and dignified face in front of her was indeed her. Compared with that year, except for some faint wrinkles, she was calmer and hardly changed.
This woman who had spoken in Shangyang Palace and gave me the most profound alert once again appeared in front of me.
At the beginning, after Pei Yuanzhang won, I heard the news of her killing from Shen Rou's mouth, and it really made me sad; but then in Dongzhou City, Chang Qing handed over a Jinzhang Yang Yunhui said those words. Later, in the dungeon of Shengjing, Yang Yunhui gave me the gold maggot and told me plainly that he wanted me to give it to "Jinqiao"!
Although at that time, I completely lost my memory and no longer remember those pasts, but after recovering my memory later, I already understood it.
Yang Jinqiao is not dead!
But knowing is one thing, and really facing it is another.
When I saw her appearing in front of me alive, I was still astonished to see someone die and come back to life.
After a while, he barely regained his breath, his voice still trembling: "Really, you?"
Her face still had that kind of faint smile, but there was a little bit of coldness and kindness in the smile, and I looked up and down: "How did you make yourself like this? Well, it's a repeat offense?"
"..."
I did not speak.
Is ashamed to say nothing. I remembered all the words she said to me, but I could n’t do it. Today, I do n’t blame anyone, but I am the one who complains the most now.
I can only start off, then I find that I am on the edge of a pond in a deep mountain, surrounded by flat grass. Although it is winter, it is still a lush landscape. I have a thick animal skin under my body. There were four wooden posts erected beside the mattress, covered with white gauze, which separated a small space here for me to rest.
And across the white veil, I faintly saw many people standing around, each with their hands and backs facing us, looking around, as if guarding.
Although there are many people, I don't even hear a cough or wheezing. If I don't turn my head to look, I can hardly feel that there are so many people standing around.
These people, who just took me away, should be-Yang Jinqiao's men.
My heart was a little disturbed.
I look like this now. Even acquaintances ca n’t recognize her, but she can let people come and rob me. Obviously, they have been following me along the way. And these people, from appearing to robbing me. It was a quick hit, and the order was arranged in order. Obviously, it was rigorous training, not an ordinary family guard.
the most important is--
Why did she send someone to rob me?
Thinking of this, I looked back at her, and when I spoke, my voice was a little hoarse: "Are you not dead?"
She ticked the corner of her mouth: "Yeah, I'm still alive."
I thought about it and said, "Then he-the emperor, does he know?"
"There is nothing he doesn't know about this day."
"..." What did I immediately understand: "Is he, did you arrange it together?"
Yang Jinqiao glanced at me and nodded silently.
A gust of wind blew, blowing the white gauze around, as if a person was trapped in the mist, and I looked at the eyes in the mist, saying calmly and indifferently: "But it is a deal."
"transaction?"
She didn't look at me, just a little tiredness on her face, and slowly sat on the animal skin mattress next to me.
Actually, Yang Jinqiao is not a talkative person. Even when I was in the most positive relationship with her in Shangyang Palace, she did n’t talk much. This time she would speak to me. I was somewhat surprised. It can be imagined that after a person has suffered for so many years, he may really need a person to talk.
Yang Jinqiao's mother was a superb dancer, Huang Shang Yang Wanyun fancy when she went out to buy goods, bought her back, and gave birth to her shortly after getting started. Unfortunately, she is a daughter, no matter how clever and beautiful she can only be a daughter The dancer Ji died prematurely, and was then crowded out by other wives. She was eventually sent by Yang Wanyun to the Shangyang Palace to draw the three princes. To an outsider, this might not be a good way out for her.
However, it's just outsiders' eyes.
Ever since she knew her life from her dying mother, and since she was pushed out and bullied by those wives, but always taken care of by a half-brother, she has had her own choice.
However, going to Shangyang Palace was not her choice.
So they made it a deal.
Yang Yunhui and her, to the best of their help, are also the emperor's Pei Yuanzhang. This "full strength" includes not only the identity of Yang Yunhui's guards, but also Yang Jinqiao's R & D in the front and back of the Shangyang Palace, as well as the emperor they can dispatch. At the bottom of Shang's family, that amazing fortune even included some dark means that could not be told, and Pei Yuanzhang promised to give them a future that others would not dare to imagine.
Only belongs to their future.