Chapter 355 Yun Wuluo and Mu Zhao's First Acquaintance
Yun Wuluo staggered, walking and crawling towards the mountain. During this period, his eyes were blinking. Sometimes he could see, and sometimes it was blurry.
When he finally reached the creek, he was exhausted.
He lay down on the big tree slowly, preparing to jump directly from the big tree later.
Suddenly, he heard a soft voice, "Huh? Is there someone here?"
The sound was pleasant, and it reminded Yun Wuluo of the shiny candied haws sold on the street. The old servant was reluctant to buy it for him, and he had never eaten it.
He struggled to open his eyes and looked over. This time, he could see extremely clearly.
That is a delicate and soft little girl.
The little girl is fair and fair, with two bulging buns on her head, like the New Year picture dolls that the old servant posted on the door during the Chinese New Year.
Yun Wuluo smiled, thinking that he was really going to die, and the gods in the sky had sent New Year dolls to pick him up.
But the "New Year Painting Doll" stopped on the other side of the stream and looked down at the people on the ground.
Yun Wuluo followed her gaze and saw the Highness who had brought him to this point.
His Highness had blood stains on his body and was lying there dying.
An angry thought suddenly arose in Yun Wuluo's heart. Is Hua Doll going to save him this year?
The movements of the New Year doll quickly gave him a definite answer.
The New Year Painting doll took out the medicine from the small bag that was slung across her body, sprinkled it on the wound of His Highness, then used her white and tender little chubby hands to take out the gauze and tied it on the wound of His Highness.
After doing this, there was thick sweat on her forehead, but she also burst into a smile.
Yun Wuluo looked at that smiling face and felt as if he was being eaten by thousands of ants.
There are many emotions in my heart.
It felt so bad that she, a New Year doll, could indiscriminately save such a person.
He is jealous, why is it not him who saves?
He was also happy that he could see such a sweet-looking New Year painting doll before he died.
No! He didn't deserve to die!
The person who brought him to this point was rescued by New Year Painting Dolls, so why should he die?!
Yun Wuluo found unwillingness in his mood again.
He stared at the painted doll that year.
The sun was shining brightly at this time, and the New Year Painting Doll seemed to be afraid that His Highness would be hot, so she stood in front of him to shield him from the sun.
Yun Wuluo felt a little resentful. If it were him, this useless Highness, he would have woken up long ago. He would not let such a white and tender New Year painting doll block the sun for him.
When the New Year Painting doll was swaying in the sun and almost unsteady, that useless Highness finally uttered a vague syllable.
The New Year Painting Doll didn't hear clearly and bent down to approach him, "What did you say?"
Then His Highness said "Water..."
"Oh," the New Year Painting Doll knocked its head in annoyance.
"Look at me, Fifth Brother told me that people who are injured or sick should be given water to drink, but I forgot about it."
As she spoke, she staggered to the stream, grabbed a handful of water with her chubby hands, and gave it to His Highness to drink.
Yun Wuluo watched as she put her hands on the lips of the fool, His Highness, and clasped the tree tightly with her fingers.
It was only then that he realized belatedly that he was also very thirsty.
For the first time, he felt resentful.
Why?
Why can the person who harmed him get benefits while he can only peek in a dark place?
The New Year Painting doll worked tirelessly to run around over and over again, and when its face turned red from exhaustion, the useless Highness finally woke up.
He opened his eyes, was stunned for a while, and suddenly shouted angrily, "Mu Zhao?! Is that you?"
Mu Zhao...is the name of the New Year painting doll?
Yun Wuluo secretly wrote down the name and looked at His Highness the Fool angrily.
Mu Zhao worked tirelessly to save him, how could he talk to her like this?
But Mu Zhao didn't seem to feel His Highness the Fool's emotions and asked with a smile.
"Yes, I am Mu Zhao, do you recognize me?"
His Highness the fool stood up, "How could you not recognize him?! He is your father, who killed my father! He also beheaded many of my courtiers."
"Oh~" Mu Zhao understood, "You are the one who rebelled against the party..."
"What a traitor to the Party!" His Highness the fool pushed Mu Zhao down, "Obviously you are the gangsters who stole the world!"
Mu Zhao was stunned, his big eyes were full of disbelief, and soon he was filled with tears.
Yun Wuluo came out from behind the tree excitedly.
He thought that he had to kill this ungrateful fool His Highness.
But as soon as he moved, he saw a young man dressed in black appear, bending down to pick up Mu Zhao.
Mu Zhao lay in his arms and burst into tears.
"Zhao Wei, I saved him, why did he push me? Wuwuwu...why?"
"He doesn't know what is good or bad. Don't take it to heart, little princess. Let's go and save the others."
The moment Zhao Wei turned around with her in his arms, he kicked His Highness the fool into the creek.
Mu Zhao said anxiously: "He fell into the water, he..."
Zhao Weidao said, "He deserves it."
"Will he die?"
"Such a ungrateful bitch would be happy to die."
Mu Zhao's eyes were red and he shouted disapprovingly, "Zhao Wei...although he is bad, we can't kill anyone."
"All right."
Zhao Wei turned back, fished out His Highness the Fool, and threw it heavily to the ground.