The Colombe prairie is blue and green.

Someone once wrote a poem to praise: Thousands of pines make the sea tide, and they enter the country. The grass comes to the world, and the singing is full of sky.

Along the meandering Tuligan River, you can see the aquatic plants at the bottom of the river swaying lightly with the gurgling water, and the clouds shadow into the river, and the sky is blue, which further enriches the color of the river.

The green waves were rolling on the grassland, and there were about twenty brave and tall horses in the open-air horse pen, and Ku'an, who was in his twenties wearing a Xijon robe, was driving the horses out of the circle with a sheepdog, and he smiled and said loudly to the man lying on the grass not far away:

"Brother dumb slave, don't you go with me to drive the horses?"

Mei Ziyan squinted her eyes and saw the white and shiny teeth that Ku'an showed in the sun, and said to the dumb slave beside her with dissatisfaction:

"Go, go, let your brother be less disturbing here!"

The mute slave smiled, spat out the dog's tail grass in his mouth, and after gesticulating, galloped to Kuan's side, grabbing the reins of a black steed with precision and leaping up, and as Kuan galloped, the horse galloped and kicked up dust. Zi Yan sniffed hard, in addition to the smell of grass and earth, there was also the smell of sunshine in the air, which was very warm.

She likes to lie on the grassland and look at the vast sky: clear, clear and tranquil.

Once upon a time, her heart was also so unhindered. Now, away from the land of right and wrong, she told herself, Mei Ziyan, you should also stay away from right and wrong.

She swore she didn't mean to think of Mu Cheng. Lu Siqing's house is very hateful, and it must be a prank to leave after dropping such a sentence that makes her confused. How could Mu Cheng have a bad time, he probably had already married Shen Biyan. As for Mianyuan, when the time comes, he will definitely not show mercy - she still has the credentials of a medicine mountain in her hand, but she can't stop him from mining iron ore at all.

The scenery was beautiful along the way. Couan was the first family they met when they arrived at Columbe, when his horses were scattered, and the Dumb Slave helped him recover the stragglers and showed amazing horsemanship, and he was so amazed that he said that he would keep the two of them alone. Ku'an They belong to the Xirong Yuelun tribe, and the king of the Yuelun tribe is called Helian Haitu, who is an extremely domineering and powerful person. He had fought fiercely with Helensen's army for three days and two nights, and he had always resisted stubbornly, so now Helensen was still unable to recover the rebellion of the Yuelun tribe, as well as the other Haiqing tribe.

"Our king said that he admired only one person, and that was the dead Lord of Yuanwu. By the campfire, Ku'an cut off a leg of mutton and handed it to the mute slave, when Ku'an's old mother, Mother Tasom, interjected:

"He only said that he admired others after losing a battle, but we ordinary people all know that the Lord of Yuanwu is not much better than Heliansen!"

The mute slave's hand holding the knife to cut the leg of the lamb trembled, and he only heard Kuan say dissatisfiedly:

"Mom, the lords of the country are dead, what is there to compare?"

"Isn't it? In the past, the King of Haitu took our Yuelun tribe to submit to him, and so did the Haiqing tribe...... But what did he give us in return? We hope that there will be a strong Xijon who will not be threatened by foreign enemies, and that there will be a new order to protect our property, but God knows that he doesn't care about this at all! He unified Xijon only to prove that he was right to use military force, and for the sake of great achievements, he never thought of making us rich and strong!"

Kuan's younger brother Ulan Bu said while biting on the mutton: "That is, more than one-third of the sheep and horses that our family has worked so hard to raise are handed over every year, and in addition, we must beware of the sudden attack of other families to seize the water and grass pastureland." The most outrageous thing is that there are still Xijon's army pretending to be bandits to rob horses......"

"Now that Xirong is in a mess, does it have nothing to do with the lord of Yuanwu Kingdom? He is free to die, and he is pitiful for those who were captured by Helian Sen and sent to serve in the Jianxing Palace, as well as those who died in the meaningless battles of several tribes...... O eyes of the moon god, I will cry when I see Sijon today......"

"Mom, don't talk about it! Brother dumb slave, is this mutton still undercooked?" Ku An saw him stop, and there were waves in his pupils, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart.

The dumb slave smiled, and there was a lingering bitterness on his lips. He cut the leg of mutton neatly, cut the meat into slices and put it in the bowl next to Ziyan, and his mother smiled:

"Miss Yan'er is not used to grasping it with her hands? In the future, if you marry our good son of Xirong, you have to get used to it if you are not used to it!"

"Mom, have you taken a fancy to me, but Brother Ku'an didn't mean to be someone? I just saw him chasing a girl on his horse yesterday, and that girl is pretty!" he said, picking up the mare's milk wine and putting it to his lips and taking a sip.

The dumb slave's smile became a little colder, and Kuan blushed and said embarrassedly: "I am not as lucky as the dumb slave brother, and I haven't talked to anyone for a long time......"

Everyone laughed and taught Ku An how to chase that girl tomorrow, Ku An was embarrassed and stopped squeaking, and Mei Ziyan's face was clearly outlined under the firelight. She did not change her appearance, she was wearing a Xijon dress similar to that of her mother, a colorful skirt often worn by young girls, a necklace made of turquoise, agate, and beeswax around her neck, a ring inlaid with dzi beads under the chain, and her hair was only tied into a thick braid.

Xirong's rugged ethnic customs set off her delicate and white face, which has a different kind of beauty.

He was a little stunned, but he knew very clearly that he preferred Mei Ziyan, who was wearing a single shirt and skirt and leaning in a loose bun among the smoke willows in the south of the Yangtze River, smiling lazily at him, and his likes and dislikes were written on his face. It's not the heartless woman who is obviously smiling heartily, but she turns a blind eye to his heart and avoids talking about it.

He began to hate her a little, not because he couldn't break the curtain, but because of her heart, he built layers of fortresses.

When she was about to drink the third bowl of mare's milk, he snatched the bowl, she looked at him with a pout, and he gestured:

"Drink again, you're going to get drunk!"

"You're not me, how do you know I'll get drunk if I drink again? ”

The dumb slave had no choice but to drink half of the wine in the bowl and then return it to her, she didn't mind, she just picked it up and drank it like water. Ulan Bu laughed and said that Mei Ziyan was even more bold than the men here, and when she picked up the bowl and was about to make another bowl with her, when the dumb slave snatched the bowl in her hand again, she had already drunk most of it.

The bright moon hangs high, today should be fifteen, the moon is round like a jade plate, soft and bright.

As the bonfire went out, Kuan and Ulan Bu returned to their tent with their half-drunk mother.

She was also drunk and fell into his arms, and he tried to take her back to the tent, but she spun around and screamed dizziness. So he had to hold her and put his coat over her to make her sleep.

She slowly began to sleep deeply, the faint smell of mare's milk wine mixed with the girl's peculiar body fragrance winding around him like a vine, and her body was soft, lying in his solid arms like a snoozing cat. He looked up at the moon and said to her silently:

"When I was a child, my mother used to tell me not to point your index finger at the luna, or at night the luna would turn into a sickle and cut off your ears. So I had to hold my index finger tightly in my fist, for fear that if I was not careful, I would cause the trouble of having my ears cut off. Later, I inadvertently pointed my index finger at the moon, and in the end I was so scared that I didn't dare to sleep all night, for fear that once I fell asleep, my ears would be secretly cut off by the moon god. ”

"I was five years old. I was so cowardly until one day I saw my mother beaten to death by a cane...... Because on that day, I was chosen as the heir of Sijon. Since I was a child, I have been taught that those who follow me prosper and those who oppose me perish, and only know the taste of conquest and autocracy. Everyone around me was afraid of me, I had no relatives, I grew up alone, and I knew that I would only be permanently subservient to me if I became the strongest, so I began to indulge in martial arts and conquest. In fact, I have always known that my fear is betrayal, because no one is really good to me, until I meet you......"

"But, I like you, why do you always pretend you don't know?" he lowered his eyes, his eyes were full of love and resentment, "Yan'er, what's so good about Mu Cheng that you always remember?" and I, along the way, you can't tell me if you have me in your heart? You are torturing me, you know what......"

She let out a confused "um", turned sideways into his arms, and vaguely heard her muttering, "Water, give me water......"

He picked her up and walked into the tent, put her on the couch, picked up the water bladder and handed it to her mouth, she unconsciously drank two sips and stopped moving, the crystal water droplets flowed down from his lips, his heart moved, her face was as red as March peach blossoms intoxicating, he couldn't help but lower his head and lightly imprinted her lips, and the drops of water were hidden in his gentle grinding.

It was the first time he had kissed her, secretly, and exhausted the lovesickness.

Her lips were soft, with the aroma of mare's milk wine, and his heart almost jumped out of his chest, and he was afraid that she would wake up and scold him, and even more afraid that there would be a look of disgust in her eyes when she woke up...... But some things are not so easy to stop at the beginning, although he is afraid, but he can't resist the longing in his heart, longing to hug her, longing to be as close to her as now, more like a lover than a lover without any gaps and barriers......

At some point, his hand gently wrapped around her waist, and the dragonfly-like kiss became lingering, and she felt that her good dreams were disturbed, and she hid in dissatisfaction, but he chased after it desperately, as if something had been lit in his body, and the fuse was spreading and burning wildly, brushing the corners of her mouth, her chin, and finally finding her lips......

Mei Ziyan didn't realize it, because in her dream, she returned to the third day of March, drizzle, under the banana leaves, he in a green shirt hugged her waist, his inky eyes locked her eyes, and she smiled gently, like the spring snow melting......