I don't want to return

Although the beginning of spring has passed at this time, and the climate is mild in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, the cold spring is still expected, especially when the sun is west and the cool breeze rises at night, watching the calm river in the daytime adds a bit of danger and chill.

As soon as Mu Chongyu plunged into the water, he suddenly felt the surging waves, and his entire chest was squeezed dull and weak by the water flowing from all directions.

Holding his breath hard, he struggled to cling to a piece of driftwood going down the river.

He has practiced water and understands water.The country in the south of the Yangtze River has always attached great importance to the training of soldiers on the water. Not only the soldiers in the army must be able to enter the water, but as the heir to the throne, he has also been taught since childhood that he can dive to save his life.It's just that since he inherited the Datong, he hasn't really been in the water again.

Where did the former Mu Chongyu think that one day he would be forced to this point by his uncle Wang?He really had no choice.

But what he didn't expect was that not only the old Nanyan tribe who followed him were willing to jump into the water with him, but also those brothers from Yingtou Village followed closely behind without saying a word, fighting for life and death.

After all, they are different from him.He and Mu Yuan had reached the point of death, he would rather throw himself into the river than surrender to Mu Yuan, be monitored and imprisoned by him for a lifetime, and lose the last trace of his dignity.

But for these people, there will be other turning points.Because whether it is Mu Yuan or Mu Chongyu himself, as long as there is only one royal legacy left who is determined to destroy Yufuyan, they still have hope.

Follow Mu Yuan or follow Mu Chongyu, it doesn't matter to these people the difference.

However, they chose to jump into the river with him without exception, fighting for life and death.

The light under the water is not very clear, and the moonlight only sprinkles sparkling waves on the river surface miserly.Mu Chongyu managed to open his eyes, but all he could see was darkness.But he felt in a trance that the river water seemed not so cold anymore.

However, the river was very wide, and Mu Chongyu couldn't tell whether everyone could cross the river safely, or whether someone drowned in the water unfortunately.He even tried his best to surface and look around, but he couldn't tell which side was the way from here and which side was the other side.

All I saw was a vast expanse of water, and I could only hear the whistling sound of the water when the wind blowing on both sides.

He felt that the strength in his body was losing bit by bit, and the feeling of fatigue was overwhelming.A wave came, and he couldn't help it. His hands slipped and he let go of the piece of driftwood that was struggling to escape.

But at this moment, he vaguely felt that there seemed to be a strong palm holding him, desperately bringing him to the surface of the water.

Mu Yuan's face was terribly gloomy.Most of these Beiyu soldiers came from beyond the great water shortage and aridity. Even when they arrived in the Central Plains, they were not familiar with water skills. They actually watched Mu Chongyu and his group jump into the water.

At this time Mu Yuan rushed over to look, but he could no longer see Mu Chongyu, only a few vague figures could be seen in the dark night, struggling to swim a few feet away from the shore.

Mu Yuan asked someone to light a torch, squinted his eyes and managed to look across the bank, but he could only vaguely see the shadows of the trees on the other bank.

This river is not a measurable creek, but a wide tributary with deep water. Even if the Nanyan people understand the nature of water, it is even more difficult to cross it by themselves.

Jumping into this place is not so much an escape as a drowning!

But Mu Chongyu would rather throw himself into the river than succumb to himself!

Mu Yuan looked at the river gloomyly, already burning with anger, he turned his head abruptly, and said to the soldiers behind him: "Fire the arrows! Let the arrows shine, just pick up the fallen ones and let them go, or else, immediately Send someone to order the governor of Lin'an County to send a large number of archers over without delay!"

All the subordinates responded, and quickly opened the bow and arrow again.Among them, one or two slow-swimming arrows were lucky enough to be shot, but most of the arrows lost their strength when they sank into the water, and were swept away by the current without a sound as the waves went up and down for a while.

Mu Yuan stared blankly at the floating arrow, sneered twice, turned around, got on his horse, and led his men away.

Mu Chongyu's escape from the water was indeed his negligence, but they were numerous and injured, how far could they escape even if they jumped into the water?Even if he took a detour and built a boat overnight, he must be captured!

But right now, Mu Chongyu and the others finally had a temporary respite.

There are stars gradually rising from the sky, shining brightly with the crooked moon at dawn.Wisps of faint light broke through the dark night and gradually spread across the eastern sky.

Mu Chongyu vaguely felt as if he had choked on water, and the dry and painful itchiness in his lungs made him unable to breathe. He turned over and coughed earth-shatteringly for a while before fully waking up.

He actually crossed the river safely.Mu Chongyu stood up in disbelief, looking around.This place doesn't seem to be directly opposite the place where they dived.Terrain The terrain looks very different from before.

They must have drifted far downstream along the river.But I don't know where it drifted to.Apart from a forest not far away, the surrounding area was very quiet, and there seemed to be no other people.

Could it be that they were all washed away by the river?He couldn't help frowning, but suddenly saw a person lying on the edge of the river beach.

Mu Chongyu hurried over, knelt down to wait for inspection, but was stunned.

It's Xue Jinghong.There was no trace of blood on his face, his thin lips were white with blisters, what's more, his right hand by his side was swollen and rotten enough to be seen directly.

The palm of that hand had been washed by the river until it stopped bleeding, and a blurred piece of flesh and blood could be seen at the wound, and if you looked closely, you could even vaguely see the exposed bone marrow.

Mu Chongyu gasped.His eyelids fluttered slightly, and he couldn't help looking away.Suddenly, a hazy memory came to mind.

It seemed that when he was in the water, someone supported him so that he would not completely sink into the water.Could this person be Xue Jinghong?

A trace of bewilderment flashed in Mu Chongyu's eyes.What is the meaning of this person risking his life to save him several times?

Did he really want to apologize to himself?What Xue Jinghong said yesterday, he was deeply impressed by every word, but he was puzzled by every word.

——Did he really be deceived by others before, and didn't know the people's sentiments in the Jiangdong area?

But if this is the case, why even he, the imprisoned prisoner, can find out the news, but he, the emperor of Beiyu, hasn't heard any news?

Mu Chongyu shook his head.Such rhetoric could not convince him anyway.And this is not just something that can be avoided by saying "being deceived by others", how many innocent lives are involved in it!

Mu Chongyu looked at Xue Jinghong with more complicated eyes.My heart seemed to be shrouded in all kinds of doubts, and it was extremely heavy.

But he saved himself after all... Mu Chongyu suddenly recalled that Xue Jinghong had always been very kind to him when he was in Beiyu Palace.It's like when he was just a masked teenager and followed him in obscurity.

At that time, although he was a prisoner of the enemy country and was humiliated and despised by the Beiyu government and the people, Xue Jinghong never underestimated him.Not only did they not despise him, but also gave him very generous treatment.Apart from not allowing him to leave the palace and being followed and monitored everywhere, his basic necessities of life were taken care of.

They even sipped tea and played chess together, and talked at night while holding candles.It's not like an enemy, but like a pair of confidants.

It's a pity that at that time, I still couldn't treat this kindness with a normal heart-how could I have a normal heart?The other party is the ultimate victor, but I am a captive who lives under the fence and lives by stealth. His wealth and life depend entirely on the other party's momentary joy, anger, rewards and punishments.

He used to regard Xue Jinghong's kindness to him only as a means to appease and put pressure on him.The better Xue Jinghong treats him, the more fearful and cautious he becomes.Until later, when the Dongchuang incident happened, he thought that he had seen through Xue Jinghong's true face.

But now, this person put down his throne and ran to his side.He also sacrificed his life many times to save himself.

This is simply ridiculous.

The corners of Mu Chongyu's mouth raised and drooped again.He sighed deeply, and finally reached out to touch Xue Jinghong's cheek: "Your Majesty..."

The tentacles are icy cold.Mu Chongyu was startled, and quickly probed the other party's neck.Fortunately, in the residual temperature of the neck fossa, a weak pulse can still be detected.

Probably due to exhaustion, he passed out.But right now, the body temperature of the other party is too dangerous. If it is ignored, it may be life-threatening.

Mu Chongyu frowned and thought for a while, then raised his eyes to look at the woods ahead, stood up hurriedly, and walked over.

After less than half a stick of incense, he turned back, but there were many dead branches in his arms.

If a fire is lit, one can keep warm, and the other can also emit smoke as a signal. Maybe other people will find the smoke when they see it.

It's just that it can't be burned for a long time. If Mu Yuan has already searched here, the smoke will expose his whereabouts, it will be bad.

Mu Chongyu thought so, so he took a small handful of firewood and piled it on the ground, and found a hard stone as a flint, and it took a lot of effort to ignite the firewood.

The fire came out with heat, and it wasn't until this moment that Mu Chongyu suddenly felt that his body was also soaked with water, and the long robe was wrapped around his back, and the chill made him shrink back.

He simply took off his robe and put it by the fire to roast.Then he bent down, carefully supported Xue Jinghong's shoulders and elbows, and moved him to the side of the fire.

The author has something to say: I suddenly thought of a funny scene.From now on, when Xue Jinghong and Mu Chongyu talk, they will address each other as Your Majesty and Zhen ahhhhhhhhhh