Gentle and Tender, Towering Rivers and Mountains (9)
Li Yilin slammed his fist on Situ Xiao's shoulder, shouting, "If you lose her, I will fight with you!" and said, "You left like this, leaving the mess to my mother?"
Situ Xiao smiled: "I will naturally accompany the sin when I go back." β
Only when it came to this did Mengzhu know that the difficulties were far beyond his imagination.
The house is a simple house set up temporarily, water and food are distributed according to shares, and the clothes brought by Mengzhu are not suitable for wearing here at all, she asked for two sets of military uniforms to change into, and it is also sassy and heroic to wear, which has a unique charm.
As soon as Situ Xiao arrived, she didn't have time to accompany her at all, she refused to be followed by the guards, refused to give her all the special care, found Siying, and joined the work of the ambulance team with her.
Zou Guliang's troops were at the forefront, and the wounded were constantly being transported down from the front line. The night before yesterday, Li Yilin asked Zou Guliang to retreat, but Zou Guliang did not listen to the commander's orders and held his position, because as soon as his position was withdrawn, he was afraid that the army's heart would be more shaken, so he carried it for nearly 30 hours, and finally waited for the reinforcements dispatched by Situ Xiao, but he paid a very heavy price.
For more than half a month, both sides suffered numerous casualties, and although the Yu army held its position, the casualties were even heavier.
Mengzhu and Siying were busy day and night with the medical team they recruited, and every time they saw a wounded, their hearts would be filled with pain.
Some of the troops transferred from the north were a little resistant at first, because they heard that the young marshal gave up the bloody battle of the soldiers for a woman, which made the battle situation abrupt, but for more than half a month, there were people who witnessed Mengzhu struggling to rescue the soldiers and the soldiers who fought side by side with life and death, and there were also those who heard about Mengzhu's various deeds, and gradually changed their views on her, and admired her very muchγ
Although Situ Xiao didn't have time to accompany Mengzhu, he had to come to see her every day no matter how late he was, sometimes when she slept, he stood by the bed, watching her silently, and later she knew that he was coming every day, no matter how late it was, she waited for him to come before sleeping.
Because she had too little sleep, she was so tired of waiting that night that she fell asleep leaning on the head of the bed. Situ Xiao was busy all night, and only came to see her when it was slightly bright, and the sentry standing guard outside shouted: "Young marshal!" Situ Xiao waved his hand, signaling not to wake everyone up.
He walked into the house, saying that it was a house, but in fact there was only a very small one, Mengzhu refused the room arranged for her by Ruan Jingyuan, and lived in a temporary small house with the nurses, and laid a very ordinary shelf bed, with a few stools next to the bed to build two wooden boards, a few waste newspapers neatly laid, and a dark green bamboo tube was placed on it, the bamboo tube was filled with water, and there were colorful wildflowers, which Mengzhu and Siying picked in the mountains in their spare time.
When Situ Xiao went to visit the wounded and sick, he saw many such bamboo tubes, with colorful wildflowers, these flowers seemed to be endowed with magical powers, in the black ward full of grief and pain, like a ray of light in the dark night, soothing the desire for survival in the hearts of the wounded.
At this time, Mengzhu was leaning on the head of the bed, wearing a dark blue military uniform. When she fell asleep, she had a girlish childishness and ruddyness, her long eyelashes were as lush as a dense forest, slightly upturned as if they had been curled, and her lips were red and bright, like two petals in dew, looking soft and delicate.
She waited for him like this for a night! Unspeakable pity, gently moved her down, pulled the quilt gently over her body, her exhaled breath rushed to his face, warm, and a little itchy, his heart was about to kiss down, but he saw her open eyes, a pair of eyes flickering looking at him.
He couldn't hold back any longer, kissed his head and face, leaned down on her face, desperately sucked the sweetness on her lips, and his hand went into the thin quilt, looking for her buttons indiscriminately.
Her feelings were gradually awakened, through the thin quilt, you can also feel his violent heartbeat, his hand tugged at her buttons, has untied two, revealing a white undershirt, but it is an old-fashioned placket, he groped for a long time and couldn't untie it, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and in a panic, he tore a hole from the neckline, and saw snow-white skin like clotted cream.
Her chest rose and fell violently, her rapid breathing was accompanied by the wild beating of her heart, a heart seemed to be about to burst out of her chest, her pink face was as delicate as a camellia blooming on the mountain, and her whole body was a furnace, as if she wanted to burn all the clothes on her body, and a strong longing stirred in her heart.
He heard her faintly scream, "Don't! Mu Xuan!" His hand had already slid down the torn opening, touching her hot skin like fire, his hand trembled slightly, as if his breathing was about to stop.
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The scenes of the past three years are like a movie playing over and over again in my head, the red scarf that slipped on the ground under the candlelight she saved him, she picked up the fruit knife and cut her fingers, blood gushed out of her slender fingertips, she untied the silk scarf around her neck to tie his wound, the smell of fragrance filled his nose, he threw himself on top of her body in the shelling, he pulled her soft tin and helped her up, she patted the dust on her body and said, "Thank you!"; On the embankment, she shook off his hand and said that I will be Zheng Jiqing's woman, he was poisoned and lay on the bed, she shed tears, she threw herself into his arms, blood oozed from her chest, and called him "Mu Xuan!" for the first time...
Again and again, they passed by death, and again and again, he had to pass by her...
For her sake, he did not hesitate to give the mountains and rivers to others, and she was not afraid of the infamy of the water and the red face for him.
Now we can finally be together, but in such an embarrassing situation, he has forbearance again and again, countless restraints, today, finally can't hold himself, emotions are like a flood that bursts the embankment, a thousand miles away, all the shackles are washed away, all the reason is drowned, he only has her in his eyes, only her in his heart, only she is his everything, his everything!
His hand was grabbed tightly, and she looked at him, her eyes flickering, he had never seen her look like this--- a look of confusion, resentment, or even pleading.