Be good, call me uncle

Chapter 108 Please, don’t tell the princess
"That can't be the king...the princess, right?" The archer was trembling and hesitant about Yu Jian's instructions.

"Fart!" Yu Jian said angrily, "The princess wanted to kill me last night, but I shot her with an arrow to protect myself. There is no way that a weak woman with serious injuries could come to the city wall to confuse people with lies! This must not be the case. Princess, if you can kill this witch, I will reward you with a thousand taels of silver!"

The archer's eyes shone, he drew the bow to its full capacity, and then aimed at the woman and shot.

It happened to be a coincidence that Chan'er was looking around uneasily when she caught a glimpse of cold light coming through the sky. Without thinking, she stood behind Yu Qinghuan and blocked the arrow for Yu Qinghuan with her body of a girl who had not yet bloomed. , but she was afraid that her cry of pain would attract attention, so she covered her mouth tightly with both hands to prevent herself from making any sound. Her exposed eyes were extremely frightened and extremely painful.

This arrow happened before Yu Qinghuan fell into coma. This arrow hit her vest.In fact, she should have been killed with one arrow, but she did not dare to fall, and she refused to fall. With her strong will, she stood behind Yu Qinghuan like a green pine with her last breath.

She was really afraid. She was really afraid that if she fell down at this moment, the people who had just calmed down would become angry again. She didn't know how long the princess's body could last. Who would comfort them then?

This is Pingcheng, the place that her brother has contributed to, and the place that raised their family. Everyone living here is her attachment that she cannot let go of, and she cannot sit back and watch them die in vain.

So, she fought for her last breath, biting her tongue in pain so much that she didn't dare to spit it out with her mouth full of blood, and just stood quietly behind Yu Qinghuan.

If there was a second arrow, at least she could block it with this body.

The princess is such a good person, she cannot die. If she dies, the mainstay of Pingcheng will fall. Who will lead everyone to survive?
Chan'er stood like this until Liu Tingye persuaded the people to leave, and until Wei Shu took Yu Qinghuan away, she allowed herself to fall.

Liu Tingye quickly caught her with quick eyes and hands. When he took a look, his eyes were instantly shattered. It turned out that there was an arrow feather stuck in her vest.The position where she stood was just behind the princess.

There is something else Liu Tingye doesn’t understand.

"Sir, Chan'er... Are you brave, Chan'er?" Xiao Chan laughed, her voice was hoarse, and as soon as her mouth opened, large mouthfuls of bright red blood flowed out from the corners of her mouth, and her clothes became wet.

"Chan'er is brave, Chan'er is a good child!" Liu Tingye held her cheek, tears rolling out unsatisfactoryly, "I can't help you, I have harmed you!"

"Sir... don't... don't feel guilty," Chan'er showed a relieved smile, "Chan'er didn't die for... Sir, nor... nor for the princess. Chan'er died for Pingcheng, for Pingcheng. The place where I was born and raised... and where I died, Chan'er did it voluntarily."

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" This is what Liu Tingye said over and over again. However, no matter how much I'm sorry, it can't bring back the fresh life of these cardamom years. If he can detect it as soon as possible, if he can find it as soon as possible, if he can ask a few people to guard him. Behind the princess, why should this underage child block the arrow?

"Sir, Chan'er... Chan'er has something to ask for." Chan'er's bright eyes were gradually turning gray. The situation was over and she would definitely die.

"Chan'er, tell me!" Liu Tingye cried.

Chan'er smiled, but her arc could only stir up a little bit: "Sir, don't... don't tell Princess Chan'er the cause of death, just say that Chan'er died suddenly... Princess is such... such a good person, If she, she knows the cause of Chan'er's death, she will definitely be sad... If the princess still finds out, please... please tell the princess that although Chan'er died without regrets... you must be a diligent and caring person. What an official..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Chan'er's hand slipped to her side, and the teenage girl quietly gave her life.

Who will remember?Probably only Liu Tingye, who was full of guilt and felt that he had killed her, would remember it.

Liu Tingye burst into tears. He was not crying for Chan'er's death, but for his own guilt and incompetence. If he hadn't asked Chan'er to take care of the princess, maybe Chan'er would not have died.Almost all the soldiers on the city wall went down to maintain order. Those standing further away heard Liu Tingye's cry and rushed over. However, before they could say anything, they saw Liu Tingye leaving in despair holding a little girl in his arms.

On the ground, there was a large pool of blood.

Mr. Liu's footprints are also full of blood.

The soldier clenched his fists tightly!

He looked back and found that the garrison was still

He stood ready with arrows, as if he had not killed anyone just now.

After such a commotion, the people in Pingcheng felt a lot more at peace and did not dare to clamor to leave the city to earn a living.

Liu Tingye handed Chan'er to her brother and kowtowed to Chan'er's brother.He quickly withdrew from his grief and continued to devote himself to the work of fighting the epidemic and appeasing the people.

Because of Chan'er's death, his temperament has changed somewhat. In the past, he took a merciful route, but now he shows his iron fist. If anyone breaks the rules among the restless wealthy households and the uncivilized people, he is truly selfless and direct. Bind people and throw them out. After tying several people in this way, the dishonest people will also become honest.

When everyone should recuperate, they should recuperate. When they should avoid illness, they should avoid illness. They should shut themselves up at home and dare not go out.

However, a gathering in front of the city gate may have attracted a lot of mosquitoes. After that day, the number of people who got sick increased several times in an instant.

The medicine stored in Pingcheng will be exhausted, and Cang He, who went out to Liangcheng to transport medicinal materials, is afraid that he will be blocked outside the city by the imperial envoys and the garrison and unable to enter.

More and more people are dying of the plague, and the number of infections is out of control. Liu Tingye is so worried that he wishes he could grow ten pairs of hands to deal with these things. However, instead of being contained, the storm in Pingcheng is getting worse and worse. We are heading towards the darkest hour.

When Yu Qinghuan woke up, she saw someone she had never expected.

"Xiaoxi?!"

"Miss." Seeing Yu Qinghuan wake up, Xiao Qian suddenly threw herself to the bedside, her eyes watering, "Miss, you have been sleeping for three days and three nights. I thought you would never wake up again. I was scared to death." !”

Suddenly seeing Xiao Qian, a close person, Yu Qinghuan felt a lot of grievance and sadness in her heart, but in the end she held back and did not say anything. She just patted Xiao Qian's hand and comforted her: "I'm fine, silly girl. do not Cry."

Xiao Qian held Yu Qinghuan's hand and refused to let go. She cried for a long time before wiping away her tears, which turned into sobs. "Miss, if I knew that your trip south this time was dangerous, I would have accompanied you south no matter what."

Yu Qinghuan patted her head again, then looked around hard, and finally asked: "Where is Chan'er?"

(End of this chapter)