Chapter One Hundred and Three: Once

Hu Jiu was not called Hu Jiu at that time, but Wei Shengqiao.

She was born smart but not well-behaved at all, quite a sister's momentum, speaking loudly and laughing heartily. She always protects her soft and glutinous sister Wei Shengwan beside her, and seems to have a sneering mentality towards all men.

Although Wei Shengwan's name is graceful, women like carriages, horses, ladders, water conservancy dams, farmland irrigation, and city defense stations, and ordinary men can't get into her eyes. And that sister is also a famous fierce woman, who dares to love and hate, and rides horses and whips, it seems that no one is really worthy of these sisters.

But later, she met two men, the two sons of the Xiang family, Xiang Huaiyu and Xiang Huai'an. His sister is in love with Xiang Huaiyu, but he is also inexplicably immersed in Xiang Huai'an's tenderness.

It's not been a long time, and it was supposed to take the first month and the next month, but the Wei family was involved in the case and was exiled.

Xiang Huai'an's brother Xiang Huaiyu's wife, who did not pass the door, was not spared, he cried like a woman for a long time and closed the door.

Later, when the grass grew and the warbler flew, the barbarians invaded and asked Huai'an to lead the troops to fight. If you want to garrison the frontier, you will set off on the same day.

At that time, Xiang Huai'an didn't know what his brother's plans were. He only left one sentence, telling him to take care of his father and mother, and he never wanted to return to the cold capital again.

If you want to talk about the capital, it is a spring breeze and green willows, which is very beautiful.

It's just that Xiang Huaiyu has no intention of appreciating it.

Later, Xiang Huaiyu guarded the frontier, repelled the tribal barbarians, and made great achievements, but he was unwilling to be promoted to a knighthood, and only hoped to live forever in the border land filled with yellow sand. It seems that this is his real home. And the Wei family sisters who used to be the capital of the United States don't know where they were exiled, whether they are alive or dead. Xiang Huai'an often dreamed of them, and Wei Shengqiao also had a marriage contract with him.

However, I don't know how much I miss Wei Shengqiao.

The rough wind and sand outside the plug blew on her face, and it hurt like a needle prick. She supported her frail sister and walked on the barren land. The wounds on his hands scabbed into scars, and his eyes turned from innocent to vicissitudes. Her father and mother were wronged one by one, but no one paid attention to them, and finally the second elder fell on the way to exile.

The remnant sun is like blood, the yellow sand is long, her heart is full of hatred, she doesn't know who framed her, and she doesn't know if she can survive next spring.

The two sisters depend on each other for their lives, and their steps are difficult.

Wei Shengwan was bullied and thrown into the quagmire. She frantically pounded the laughing man with her fists and hugged her frightened sister. She couldn't protect the only loved one around her, so she could only roar with hatred, which then drew a burst of ridicule. Leftovers and tattered clothes, dirty cheeks and sad faces. On a certain day when the wildflowers were in full bloom, after seeing the familiar figures, those former tribulations seemed to be covered with a light veil in my heart, pretending not to see it, and never wanting to mention it again.

It's Xiang Huaiyu.

He rode on a tall horse and said he was coming to pick up his wife.

It turned out that Xiang Huaiyu didn't need gold, silver and jewelry, he just wanted the company of his sweetheart. After many pleas, the Holy Lord finally allowed him to come to this Saibei to find his beautiful flower. When they said goodbye, the eyes of the two sisters no longer had the same spirit as before, and they were sharpened like a cowering puppet. But suddenly, between touching Huai Yu, a familiar flame rose. Xiang Huaiyu hugged Wei Shengwan and cried bitterly, the general who was immobile by the arrow through his shoulder, wept bitterly after seeing his beloved.