Moon frost snow

Dazhuang hurriedly pulled the reins, and He Yue stuck his head out, "Brother, what's wrong?"

He Yue raised her head and looked forward. Not far ahead, she saw Mu Nanfeng sitting tall and majestically on a black horse.

The black horse seemed to have just experienced a gallop and was now breathing heavily, with white hot air coming out of its nostrils with every breath.

As for Mu Nanfeng himself, he seemed to have merged into this world of ice and snow.

His head was completely covered with white snowflakes, and from a distance it looked like he was wearing a crystal clear snow hat.

The snowflakes quietly piled up on his hair and shoulders, and a few strands even playfully crept into his collar, but he was completely unaware. He just stared quietly into the distance, as if thinking about something important.

He Yue slowly got off the carriage. At this time, Dazhuang hurriedly grabbed He Yue's sleeve and shouted anxiously, "Sister..." His voice was filled with anxiety and uneasiness.

He Yue's slender jade hand gently fell on Dazhuang's thick and rough hand. With a hint of comfort and relief, she said softly, "It's okay."

These two simple words seemed to have infinite power, instantly calming Dazhuang's originally uneasy heart.

Mu Nanfeng nimbly jumped off his horse. After his long legs landed steadily on the ground, he took big strides and walked straight towards He Yue.

Every step was taken with determination and eagerness, as if afraid that the person in front of him would suddenly disappear.

When he walked in front of He Yue, Mu Nanfeng stopped, but his eyes never left He Yue's beautiful yet slightly haggard face.

He stared straight at He Yue, his eyes full of confusion and bewilderment, his voice low and magnetic: "Yue'er? Why did you leave me so quietly? Isn't it worth even saying goodbye to each other?"

At this moment, Mu Nanfeng's heart was filled with loss and pain. He couldn't understand why the woman he loved would leave without saying goodbye so decisively.

He Yue smiled and said, "When you gods fight, we ordinary people suffer. These past few days, I've been under surveillance in the palace. I realized that I really like freedom. So, I'm going to go sightseeing with my family and go back. Does the prince want to talk to me?"

Mu Nanfeng looked at He Yue and asked, "Really? Even if you didn't like being in Yudu, why didn't you let anyone tell me before you left? Are we not even friends?"

Just as He Yue was about to make an excuse, Mu Nanfeng hugged He Yue, and Da Zhuang and He Tian hurriedly jumped off the carriage, "Let go of my sister, let go of Yue'er."

Hong Shan drew his knife and stood in front of Da Zhuang and He Tian. Mu Nan Feng hugged He Yue tightly and said, "Yue'er, don't go. Don't leave me, okay."

He Yue pushed Mu Nanfeng away with force, turned around and pushed away Hong Shan's knife. "What do you want to do?"

He Yue turned around and looked at Mu Nanfeng, "Your Highness, I think you have misunderstood something. We can be friends, but because of your identity, we can't be friends."

At this critical moment, no one noticed that Xiaoquan got out of the car quietly.

He appeared behind Hongshan quietly like a ghost, holding the gleaming dagger tightly in his hand, his eyes revealing a hint of ruthlessness and determination.

In a flash, he exerted force suddenly and stabbed the dagger into Hongshan's lower back from behind!

Hong Shan felt pain and, driven by his instinct for survival, quickly turned around, swinging the sharp blade in his hand, trying to fight back against the attacker.

However, due to the suddenness of the incident, the knife he swung out in haste did not hit the target accurately, but instead passed right through the slender and fragile neck of Xiaoquan who was standing beside him.

In an instant, a bright red bloody wound appeared on Xiaoquan's fair skin, and blood gushed out like a spring, staining his collar and front red.

Li Guihua, He Yue and Dazhuang all looked anxious, their hearts seemed to jump out of their throats, and they ran towards Xiaoquan as fast as the wind.

Their breathing was rapid and heavy, and every step was filled with endless worry and concern.

Finally they ran to Xiaoquan, and several people stretched out their hands almost at the same time and hugged him tightly.

Li Guihua called out in a trembling voice: "Xiaoquan..."

Tears instantly blurred her eyes. He Yue hugged Xiao Quan tightly, patted his back gently, and murmured, "Don't be afraid, we are here..."

Dazhuang's strong and powerful arms wrapped Xiaoquan tightly, fearing that there would be any more mishaps. He also let out a low cry from his throat: "Xiaoquan!"

At this moment, time seemed to freeze, and everything around them seemed to no longer matter. Only their deep love and concern for Xiaoquan filled the entire space.

He Yue acted quickly and anxiously, trying to stop the blood gushing out of Xiaoquan.

She frantically searched the first aid kit she carried with her for various tools and medicines, but no matter how hard she tried, blood continued to gush out of the wound like an unstoppable red torrent.

Beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on He Yue's forehead and slid down her cheeks. Her eyes were full of anxiety and helplessness.

Although she immediately used the most advanced modern medical technology at her disposal to disinfect, bandage and suture the wound, all of this seemed to be just a drop in the bucket.

As time went by, Xiaoquan's face became paler and paler, and his breath of life gradually weakened.

He Yue's heart sank to the bottom. She knew very well that even with the most advanced medical skills, it would be difficult to save Xiao Quan's life.

Xiao Quan's face, which was already as pale as paper, was now even more bloodless. He looked extremely weak, as if he would disappear with the wind in the next second.

He struggled to open his cracked lips, his voice as weak as the buzzing of a mosquito, and said incoherently: "I... I'm going to see my parents and brother... It's a pity... In the end, I couldn't kill him with my own hands!"

After saying that, a crystal tear slipped from the corner of his eye, slowly flowed down his cheek, and dripped onto the cold ground, splashing a small teardrop.

He Yue hugged Xiao Quan tightly. Her delicate body trembled slightly with excitement, and tears flowed out worthlessly.

He Yue leaned down slightly, put her lips close to Xiao Quan's pink ear, and whispered softly, "Don't worry! I promise you, I will never let the person who hurt you go! No matter what the cost, I will seek justice for you and make him receive the punishment he deserves. Even if I have to send him to hell, I will force him to admit his mistakes and apologize sincerely!"