He weakly covered his head with his hands. Although he had already hit it, he didn't know if he would hit something again.

The constantly rotating scene in front of him became increasingly blurry, and some liquid flowed into his black eyes, blurring his vision.

Liangzi... Liangzi...

Slowly, slowly, he closed his dark eyes and passed out.

**

Guo Yixue looked straight ahead, a little stunned.

The masked men around him disappeared, leaving only a sheet of white smoke.

Cheshuo hugged her shoulders tightly, half hugging and half dragging her away from the smoke.

"Where's Dayun?"

Guo Yixue seemed to have finally come to her senses, with confused eyes and a confused voice: "Cheshuo, where is Dayun? Where has he gone?"

There were corpses of masked men everywhere, and the smell of blood was thick and mixed in the air, making you want to feel sick.

Cheshuo hugged Guo Yixue to the carriage, helped her lean against the carriage, and only let go after making sure she could stand firmly.

He stretched out his hand to check the wound on her arm, raised his eyes and looked at her: "Can I help you check the wound?"

Guo Yixue looked at him and nodded.

Cheshuo held her hand with one hand and quickly tore open her sleeve with the other. The wound was not big, but a lot of blood flowed out.

He walked to the carriage, took out his baggage, found a kettle and herbs inside the baggage, came back, used the water in the kettle to clean her wound, then applied the herbs, and then tore off his clothes.

Use a clean place to help her fix it.

Guo Yixue watched him clean her wounds with a calm face, without even a frown.

After he finished it, she looked at him again and asked: "Cheshuo, where is Dayun? Where has he gone?"

Cheshuo slowly took out a small porcelain jar from his sleeve, poured out two pills, and handed them to her: "Eat it first, and I will tell you where he went."

"Okay, you have to tell me." Guo Yixue looked at him, reached out and took the two black pills, put them in his mouth, and swallowed them.

Then, she opened her mouth and said, "I'm done eating."

Her eyes were fixed on him, and one hand subconsciously grasped the corner of his clothes.

Cheshuo looked at her for a while, then raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Qingmin flew to the bottom of the cliff. All those masked men fell under his attack. The whole army was wiped out. We won."

"We won?" Guo Yixue lowered her head and repeated it slowly.

Mist began to appear under her eyes, making the scenery in front of her blurry.

"You lied to me..."

She choked with sobs, blinked her eyes slightly, and tears continued to flow from her eyes:

"You lied to me... Dayun, he... he..."

She sobbed and her breathing gradually quickened.

"I still dragged Dayun down... I was the one who harmed Dayun... Dayun, he..."

Cheshuo couldn't see her face clearly, he could only see her trembling shoulders and the faint traces left by her tears falling on the sand.

He stretched out his hand and put his arm around her shoulders, allowing her to lean on him without forcing herself to stand.

He sighed softly and said in a soft tone: "Yixue, you have to learn to control your emotions. Otherwise, no matter how much medicine you take, there is no guarantee that you and Qingmin's child will be saved."

"..." Guo Yixue paused, raised her head, and covered her stomach with one hand. Her eyes were red, and tears fell down as she spoke: "Really...really? Baby...is it dangerous now..."

"It's very dangerous." Cheshuo said without mercy, looking directly into her eyes: "If you do this again, even I can't guarantee that your doll is safe."

"Yeah……"

Doll, because of himself, is in danger.

Dayun is also in danger because of himself.

She is not such a useless woman.

She never was.

Guo Yixue sniffed, loosened her grip on the corner of Cheshuo's clothes, and casually wiped the tears from her face.

She took a few deep breaths to calm her erratic heartbeat.

She tried her best to suppress the urge to cry, and forced the corners of her mouth to curl up.

"Cheshuo... let's see if the baby is safe now..." As she said that, she stretched out her hand, revealing her thin white wrist.

Cheshuo looked at her, tears were clearly rolling in her eyes, but she refused to let herself cry.

He sighed secretly, stretched out his hand, touched the pulse on her wrist, and felt the pulse with concentration.

After a while, he took out the small porcelain jar from his sleeve, poured out two pills, and gave them to her: "Take more, and the situation will be much better."

At least now, her mood is much more stable.

"Okay." Guo Yixue took it, quickly held it in her mouth, and swallowed it.

She stroked her belly again and again, as if comforting herself and the little life in her belly.

Dayun, it will be fine.

She raised her head and looked at Cheshuo again, her eyes clear: "I want to go to the cliff for a visit, is that okay?"

"Okay." Cheshuo didn't object. Facing reality is the best way.

He no longer held his arm around her shoulders, but still stretched out his hand to protect her back.

They walked into the white smoke again.

Guo Yixue paused, took a deep breath, and continued walking while asking: "Cheshuo, can you see clearly?"

"Yes." Cheshuo responded, gently pulling her hand from time to time to remind her which direction to go: "Left."

Wen Beiyao had already arrived at the cliff and was discussing with Yiran.

"I'll go down to find Qingmin and I'll be up soon."

Yiran strongly objected: "We don't know what's down there. Now you go down alone. What should you do if something happens?"

"No, believe me, you know my Qinggong. A small cliff is nothing to me." Wen Beiyao put away the white fan and pinned it to his waist.

"Can't."

Che Shuo and Guo Yixue slowly approached them, and they naturally heard what they said.

Wen Beiyao felt someone approaching them and listened warily. After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Cheshuo."

Cheshuo walked over to protect Guo Yixue and stood beside them.

Yiran knew about Guo Yixue's existence and groped around in the vast whiteness.

Cheshuo and Guo Yixue changed places, and Yiran took Guo Yixue's hand.

She held Guo Yixue's wrist. The white smoke made them unable to see each other clearly. Yiran called out softly, full of worry: "Yixue..."

Although Guo Yixue knew that she couldn't see him, she still raised her lips and smiled: "I'm fine."

She was fine, nothing happened at all.

It's Dayun who's in trouble.

Cheshuo suddenly reached out and touched Wen Beiyao and said, "I'll go down with you."

Guo Yixue and Yiran were stunned at the same time: "You?"

Cheshuo didn't care about the disbelief in their voices, and explained: "I have been traveling in the mountains to pick herbs since I was a child. Qinggong is also a must-learn skill. Otherwise, if I encounter a hibernating bear while picking herbs, I will definitely die, so
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