Prince! The political conspiracy is not a play, the show is real

Chapter 132 No One Can Kill Her

"Lu Che, hold on a little longer. Don't you still want revenge? How can you get revenge if you don't live well?!"

Tao Yao wanted to use revenge to wake Lu Che up. Isn't revenge the most important thing to him? He wouldn't be willing to fall asleep until his wish was fulfilled.

"Lu Che...wake up and talk to me, okay..."

Taoyao's voice also took on a sob tone. The road ahead was shrouded in mist, and the rain was getting heavier. The mud and gravel underfoot seemed like invisible ghost hands, grabbing Taoyao's feet and pulling her down.

Tao Yao didn't know why, but she felt like Lu Che's body was getting heavier. Perhaps it was the rain soaking his clothes, or perhaps it was the blood still seeping from his countless wounds, making the fur coat Grandma Tu had given him feel heavy.

Tao Yao was thin and frail, and it was already difficult for her to carry Lu Che on her back. Adding the weight of the soaked fur coat, she gradually found it difficult to bear.

But she didn't dare relax, nor did she dare to take off Lu Che's fur coat. He had lost so much blood, and everything she could touch on his face, body, and hands was cold. He must be very cold.

Tao Yao thought that at least this fur coat could wrap Lu Che tightly and prevent him from getting cold so quickly.

Tao Yao felt as if she had been walking for a very long time, but as she was dragging Lu Che, every step she took was actually very slow.

She wanted to call for help, but the area was desolate and deserted, and she was afraid that her cries for help would attract bad guys, and her efforts would be in vain.

For some reason, Tao Yao suddenly thought of Chu Huanjun.

That day in the dilapidated temple by the Chishui River, Chu Huanjun said to her very seriously: "Yaoyao, come with me, follow me back to the capital."

At that time, Tao Yao still confidently believed that she had truly escaped the terrifying nightmare of the capital, and that the vast world was hers to soar on. At that time, Tao Yao still believed that Chu Huanjun and the capital were the only threats to her. As long as she left the capital, left Chu Huanjun, and fled far away, all the terrible things would not happen.

Yes, Chu Huanjun was very powerful, powerful enough to easily end lives as insignificant as her and Lu Che. So Tao Yao only wanted to hide, to stay away from Chu Huanjun as far as possible, ignoring his repeated attempts to please her, ignoring the unusual tenderness in his eyes when he looked at her.

Chu Huanjun is very powerful. This power can not only make people fall into an endless abyss, but also provide a reliable shelter for the people he cherishes, and can bring the person he wants to the top of the world - as long as he wants.

If she had agreed to Chu Huanjun and returned to the capital with him that day, would the situation today not have happened?

Just as he was thinking this, Tao Yao suddenly felt his feet go empty, and he accidentally stepped one foot into a chaotic mass of mud and sand.

This place seemed to be a swamp, the soil was soft, and there seemed to be a huge suction force holding Tao Yao's feet and sinking him down.

Tao Yao couldn't help but complain in her heart, and couldn't help cursing Chu Huanjun's name.

"Chu Huanjun, you and I must be incompatible. Why do I become unlucky just by thinking about you?!"

As soon as Tao Yao cursed, she suddenly felt snot and tears pouring out of her nose and eyes, and a sense of inexplicable grievance and sadness suddenly welled up in her heart.

Tao Yao raised her hand and wiped her face randomly. The long and deep bloody wound on her hand left by the knife blade had finally been solidified by the blood plasma for a moment, but it was now torn open again.

She wiped her tears with her hands, and the blood from the wound was smeared on her face, leaving a red mark.

Perhaps Taoyao had long since become numb from exhaustion, oblivious to the pain in her hand. She simply felt like she couldn't wipe the rain and tears off her face. The more she wiped, the wetter it became, and it was unbearable.

Chu Huanjun had never been so anxious in his life as he was today - when he saw the small peach-pink dot slowly moving forward in the fog in front of him from afar, his whole body couldn't help but tremble.

Is it her? It's her!

At this moment, the prince's airs and the face of the powerful no longer mattered. Chu Huanjun rushed towards the peach-pink figure in the distance like an arrow.

As he ran, he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Shi Taoyao! Shi Taoyao! Is that you?"

When Tao Yao heard the distant call, she wondered if she was really so tired that she was about to faint. She was even beginning to hallucinate.

Tao Yao shook her head, trying to put all those thoughts about Chu Huanjun away. Don't think about him, thinking about him will bring bad luck - she had just used up a lot of strength to pull her foot out of the swamp.

When he got close to Tao Yao, Chu Huanjun couldn't tell what he felt.

The moment he saw her face, Chu Huanjun didn't even dare to connect the disheveled person in front of him, who was covered in blood all over her body, head and face, and dragging a dying person on her back, with the Shi Taoyao with a bright smile in his memory.

Until she raised her head and saw him, a moment of surprise flashed across her eyes.

Tao Yao couldn't help but stand there in a daze. She looked at Chu Huanjun, raised her hands and rubbed her eyes in disbelief, as if she felt she was hallucinating.

Tao Yao was so surprised that she couldn't even close her mouth. A hoarse and strange tone came out of her throat: "Chu...Xiao Chu?!"

The next moment, Chu Huanjun came forward, his eyes filled with anxiety, his hands caressing her cheeks, vigorously wiping away the blood and rain.

"How did you get yourself into this state?"

Chu Huanjun suddenly stopped what he was doing and held Tao Yao's cheeks with both hands.

Although she was in a very miserable state, so miserable that she hardly looked like a human being - her eyes were still sparkling, vivid, lively, and surprisingly bright, as if telling everyone: she was still alive and well, and no one could kill her.

The moment she saw Chu Huanjun, Tao Yao breathed a sigh of relief. But once she breathed a sigh of relief, her whole body felt like a deflated ball, about to collapse into a puddle of mud without her control.

She no longer had the strength to move forward, nor did she have the strength to carry Lu Che on her back.

Tao Yao tilted her body and tried her best to push Lu Che's body into Chu Huanjun's arms. The next moment, she fell to the muddy ground exhausted.

Even so, Tao Yao's face still showed an extremely relieved smile.

Because Chu Huanjun came, at least now she and Lu Che were saved.