The city gate was in sight, and the cavalry of Tiance Mansion had already chased a few hundred meters behind him......

Li Shimin shouted behind him: "Close the city gate, don't let them run!" ”

Zhen Ming grabbed the horse's belly, rode his horse and jumped over the checkpoint of the city gate, and the hidden weapon in his hand shot out like a cannon, and rushed out of the city before the guards of the city gate closed the city gate.

When Li Shimin arrived with a group of elite horsemen, the city gate was already closed.

He was so angry that he rode up to the city tower, looking at Zhen Mingku, who had already galloped a few hundred meters away, a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and he took a bow and crossbow from one of the guards beside him.

The cylindrical object on the bow and crossbow, if Zhen Ming saw it, he was afraid that he would regret the method of making this kind of scope that he had taught Li Jing in the first place.

Li Shimin took out a crossbow arrow, aimed it at Zhen Mingku's back and heart, and pressed the trigger......

……

Zhen Mingbitter took his eldest grandson Belle, dared all the way, and finally before Li Shimin's cavalry caught up, he jumped on a fishing boat that had already been prepared on the bank of the Wei River with people and horses, and left Li Shimin's cavalry behind.

Zhen Mingku picked her off the horse, the two sat on the bow of the boat, the fisherman rowed the oars behind them, and went east quickly along the current, at this time Li Shimin's cavalry even if they had wings, it was estimated that they would not be able to catch up.

The eldest grandson Belle sat at the bow of the boat with relief, snuggled on his shoulder, hugged his waist, looked at the blue and clear river, and her heart was peaceful and joyful.

She muttered: "When I return to Luoyang, I will tell my uncle, I will not marry, even if you don't want me, I will not be angry to marry someone I don't like." ”

She muttered, and suddenly felt his head snuggled up to hers, which made her couldn't help but be shy, "Sister Zhang must be very worried about you, you have to go back quickly." ”

From beginning to end, Zhen Mingku never responded to her.

She was a little annoyed, and glanced back at him, but it was good not to look at him, but this time, Deng Shi was startled by his pale face and dark lips.

At this time, Zhen Mingku's eyes were closed, cold sweat was dripping, and his teeth were clenched, as if he was suffering a great pain.

I saw that there was a crossbow bolt stuck in his shoulder, which shot deep into his shoulder blade.

She screamed, and Zhen couldn't hold it anymore and collapsed on the deck.

The eldest grandson Belle was completely stunned and at a loss, it was the first time she had seen him so seriously injured, and she saw that his life was in danger, but there was nothing she could do.

She knelt beside him, rubbing his face, one hand wanted to touch the arrow on his shoulder blade, but she was afraid that he would be aggravated, tears fell down, and her mouth murmured: "What to do, what to do, don't you die, I don't allow you to die, what if you die Sister Zhang, what if you die, what should I do if you die, you get up, you scared me......"

Zhen Mingku couldn't move at this time, and he didn't have the strength to open his mouth.

Seeing this, the boatman who was rowing on the side sighed and said: "Girl, I see that your husband seems to have been dispersed by the Tang Army's habitual coagulation, and now he is in the middle of the river, and it will take at least two or three hours to get to the next place where there are people, you better find a way to pull out the arrow on his body as soon as possible and release the poisonous blood, otherwise I am afraid it will be too late." ”

Hearing this, the eldest grandson Belle, who had lost his backbone, calmed down from his panic, no longer hesitated, took out his sharp dagger from him, turned him over with force, made him lie down on the deck, and used the dagger to pick open the clothes on his shoulders, revealing his broad and strong shoulders.

In his shoulder, a crossbow arrow was inserted deep into his muscles, and the wound was already blackened, not a trace of blood flowed out, and the toxin on the arrow seemed to have the effect of clotting blood.

Zhen Mingku was close to a coma at this time, and the eldest grandson Bei'er took out an anesthetic silver needle from the hidden weapon box on his wrist, and stabbed a few times around the arrow wound that had become black, as he had done when he had treated the snake bite wound on her foot.

Then, with a dagger, he made a cross wound around the wound, straddled his hips with his legs, held the arrow's wings with both hands, and pulled the arrow out of him with all his strength.

The arrow wound coagulated with blood made her feel terrified, such a deep wound, as soon as she saw the wind, it slowly coagulated into a blood clot, the wound was only a black hole, but no blood flowed out, if it went on like this, it wouldn't be long before the blood in his whole body would coagulate, and there was no way to return to heaven.

She didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and was about to lean over and bow her head to suck out the poison from his wound, when the boatman on the side hurriedly stopped her and said: "Girl, this kind of blood clotting can't be sucked out of your mouth, if you accidentally swallow it, even if it's only a little, if there is no antidote, you will die, you think clearly!" ”

The eldest grandson Bei'er was stunned for a moment, looked down at Zhen Mingku's face, and muttered: "Without me, you can live well, Sister Zhang is without you, I'm afraid I won't be able to live, just treat it as if I fulfilled Sister Zhang, and give you back to her......"

With that, she lowered her head and pressed her red lips to the wound behind his shoulder......

Half an hour later, the wounds on Zhen Mingku's body finally began to flow bright red blood, but she was already drenched in sweat at this time, and her sideburns on both cheeks were soaked.

She took off the hairpin from the bun, took an embroidery needle from it, threaded the needle with her own hair, and skillfully sewed up the wounds on his body.

As if she had lost all her strength, she fell from him to the ground, lay side by side with him, looked back at his unconscious face, with a trace of reluctance and affection in her eyes, reached out and gently stroked his cheek, and murmured:

"Thank you for coming to me, I'm really happy, I don't want to marry him, I just want to marry you, it's okay if you laugh at me, I just want to marry you, I know that in your heart, Sister Zhang will always come first, in fact, I'm not greedy, as long as you like me a little bit in your heart, but it doesn't seem to matter anymore, I will return you to Sister Zhang, you have to treat her well, you can't let her be wronged, it's very pitiful for a woman to not give birth to a baby for her man, you have to love her a little more, let her be a little bit, you can't like the new and hate the old......"

The voice gradually faded until he closed his eyes completely.

……

When Zhen Mingku woke up from his coma, what caught his eyes was the eldest grandson Belle, whose face had already turned blue and purple, and he didn't react to what was going on at first, but when his mind gradually cleared up, he sat up suddenly.

He remembered the affectionate murmurs he vaguely heard before he fell unconscious, and his first reaction was to reach out to probe the eldest grandson Belle's snort, and he was no longer breathing.

She's dead.