Surai Kasih Tiga Lives
Episode 20 Loyalty and devotion.

The swift footsteps of the horses stopped in front of a hut, appearing a shadow swiftly leaping down.

The rider walked quickly to the second horse, and he immediately helped the second rider to get off his horse.

The first horseman still supported his friend's body, it was clear the young man was grinding his teeth to endure the pain.

An arrow with goose feathers on the end, pierced the right back, the second rider.

''Wuhan, is this place safe?, it looks like the cottage is inhabited.'' Said the man with the arrow on his back.

"Sorry sir, we can only make this choice.

If they are dangerous, I will make the second choice.'' Wuhan replied, in straightforward language, at the behest of the man she was with.

The young man with the arrow, who was none other than Emperor JiangJing wei.

It was their custom, if in disguise mode, Wuhan had to behave like a mercenary guard of a rich merchant, or an ordinary noble.

They saw a man walking towards her from inside the house.

And at the moment, Wuhan can only be wary of the man.

However, due to the condition of the master who began to be critical, he finally entered the cottage after the man had opened the door.

The man who owned the cottage just kept silent and looked at him sharply.

It was as if he could understand the vigilance of his two guests.

He opened the gate, and said in a flat tone. ''Bring your master in, I don't think you want my help.''

Hearing that Permission had been granted, the wuhan immediately held the master behind his back.

Wuhan's quick foot steps, began to climb the stairs to enter the cottage, following the owner's man.

"Tock.tock...tok..''

The sound of knocking on the door.

''Miss, she wounded an arrow on the back, and it looks like the arrow was smeared with poison.'' Said the man, in front of a room.

"I know, put him in your room first.'' A voice passed from inside the room, which was none other than Ziaruo.

"Emmm.good miss.'' Answer with a heavy tone.

"Do you mind Yongyu?.'' Ziaruo asked the man in front of the room door.

The woman, understood the feeling that Yongyu was now feeling.

For him if Yongyu was indeed objecting, perhaps Ziaruo would think of another way to help the guest, whom he already knew of his identity.

''I don't dare miss, forgive the sassness of sa.....''Yong replied in a soft tone, he had not had time to finish his words, as Wuhan in a rather high tone interrupted.

''Can you guys, just continue the conversation later, are you going to let my friend die from blood loss?.'' Wuhan, with a tone of annoyance and dismay.

Seeing this, Yongyu became annoyed, but he was still able to hold himself back.

"Kriekk.''

The door opened, from inside the room.

"Yongyu.send our guest, I'll take some medicinal herbs.'' Ziaruo said firmly, regardless of Wuhan's glare at him.

With Yongyu's help, Wuhan sent down Jing's merchant, and placed him on Yongyu's bed.

They were unable to lay the young man's body, as the arrow on Jing's back, pierced into the front of his right chest.

Therefore, Wuhan faithfully supports the fainting body, so as not to fall, or droop on the bed.

"Miss looks like he fainted, and the race is no ordinary poison.'' Yongyu said back, to the woman he called as miss.

There was anxiety in the young man's eyes, though he tried to cover it up.

And the woman, just smiled and took a quick look.

Ziaruo walked over to the weak body, which was now sitting on the bed in front of him.

He calmly moved his hand slowly, circling Jing wei's body.

In the globules of the eyes, immediately the body becomes seated with a firm posture without a compensator (without the help of Wuhan who holds it ), and says. ''You can now let go.''

Ziaruo took out a pair of scissors, to cut off the man's clothes, an object that might still be strange to this day.

However, he does not care about the response, or understanding of others.

His main focus was, immediately treating Emperor Jing before him at this moment.

However, all of a sudden the movement of his hand stopped, as another hand from behind the body, held his wrist. ''What are you going to do huh?, and the gun...''

........................

Wuhan noticed every move, made by the woman called Miss.

He did not want to, something bad happened to the Master.

And when the woman in front of him suddenly put a sharp object right on the Emperor's body.

However, he had not yet finished his speech, and kept the woman's hand away from Jing's body, suddenly his tongue was twisted and stiff. Wuhan's body is sculpted, and it can't do anything.

Even a moment later, his body and legs weakened, until he drooped to sit on the floor of the room.

A glimpse of a dislike, for Wuhan's actions holding her wrist, the woman stared at the man sharply and flatly.

With a slow voice and looking calm, Ziaruo said. ''Let go of your hand, or do you want to be a man with one arm?.''

Without waiting for a response from Wuhan, Yongyu violently hit the young man's hand, until Wuhan's hand slammed against the floor,

Because Wuhan hands are currently unable to respond and seem paralyzed.

As a result, both arms directly fell, and lay on the floor of the room, can not be lifted or moved again.

With his position sitting down, he saw the woman cut off the master's clothes, using a strange weapon that he had just seen.

Not without reason, Ziaruo tore the clothes off Jing's body. This is to make it easier, he treated the wound on the young man's body.

And the ignorance of Wuhan, making him feel anxious, and suspicious excessive.

Without hesitation, Ziaruo cut off the tip of the head of the arrow, which pierced through Jingwei's right upper shoulder.

Once again Wuhan was confused, he did not see any weapons or tools, used by the girl, to cut the eyes of the arrows.

Wuhan only saw for a moment, when the girl's hand touched the tip of the arrow, and a moment after the tip of the pointed object, it was broken and was in the girl's grasp.

Not only that, Wuhan also saw the way Ziaruo pulled out the arrowhead on Jingwei's back very quickly.

Even his eyes that trained for many years, were unable to clearly see the movements of Ziaruo, while plucking out the arrows.

Witnessing this, Wuhan's heart began to be filled with guilt, for his abusive attitude earlier.

However, it was all he did because on the basis of his loyalty, to the emperor.

Wuhan is just guarding and vigilant, he does not want anyone to harm the master.

"Yong, help me lay down her body.'' Ziaruo said, after applying the medicine on both Emperor Jing's wounds, as well as dressing the wound using a clean cloth.

The woman stepped out of the room, regardless of Wuhan, or Yongyu who was still fixated.

Meanwhile, Wuhan's condition is very concerning because not only is he unable to move.

The palm that he used to touch Ziaruo's wrist, was now blistered and felt extremely painful.

Yongyu stared at Wuhan cynically before exiting the room, in a harsh tone he said. ''You stupid man!, how dare you be presumptuous to the lady.Just pray tomorrow you are still alive, so that when your master wakes up, he does not grieve for your death.''

*¤ flash back on ¤*

"Sorry lady... Why did you save me, and how did you know that in my body was attached poison to control my movements and obedience?.'' Ask the man who is now sitting on the floor of the cottage.

The young man was the man with the bad mask, who attacked the prince of Murongyu within the western forest, just a moment ago.

"Do I have to answer it?, isn't being free from death already pleasant enough, why should it be so curious?.'' Ziaruo replied calmly.

"I'm sorry miss, for being so presumptuous to ask.'' Jiang jingyuns.

"Who's your name?, and can you sit there, I'm not a queen, why are you sitting down?.'' Ziaruo said again, pointing at a chair that was in front of him.

"No miss, let me sit here, I don't deserve to sit in line with you, and I'm Yongyu.'' he replied slowly with a bowed face.

"Truely, you don't deserve to sit on par with me, or is it the opposite of prince Jiang jingyun?.''

''Heeeehhh...''

The woman held a long breath for a moment, sebelin finally opened his mouth and spoke again.

''What a fortune from the gods, in one day only my humble cottage, got the visit of two great people.''

The woman again sipped her tea on the sidelines.

A speech, as a metaphor for a word with the opposite meaning.

"Tu.wait, miss, I really don't mean that.'' Yongyu replied spontaneously, seeing the girl standing up from her seat, and was about to walk away from the room.

''I hate that title, miss, because that status is the person closest to me, as well as the person I trust the most beyond myself, can give poison, just for fear of me becoming a threat to his throne.'' The answer was slow, as if there was bitterness in every one of those words.

Hearing that honest remark, Ziaruo sat back down to sigh for a moment, and said again. "If it's too painful don't tell, you don't have to explain something, which you don't want to remember to others.''

''But you also cannot blame others for their misunderstanding for not knowing you well.'' Ziaruo continued.

"I don't want you to misunderstand miss, I am indeed a prince in the Zing Empire, but beyond that I am only a tool p*mbun*h.'' Clearly jingyun, while bowing her head deeper.

"Then, what's your next plan.'' Ziaruo litte.

"If allowed, I want to stay here, and follow you miss, I'm sure you're not an ordinary girl like appearance, who now looks.'' Yongyu replied with earnestness.

"Alright, I will allow you to stay here, but is it okay, if you become a servant?.'' Ask the girl firmly.

''Even your face will change, I do not want to get new problems because of you.'' Ziaruo said again, with great consideration.

Hearing this Jiang jingyun's face brightened, as if he had obtained something precious.

"I am willing miss, from the very beginning it did not want people to recognize me, as the imperial prince of Jing.'' His words were enthusiastic, and it received a smile welcome from Ziaruo.

"Well, since you agreed to drink this, I'd like to take a break. And.....Our conversation continues tomorrow morning.'' The girl continued, handing over 2 small grains of medicine, before stepping towards her bedroom.

*¤ flash back off ¤*