She closed the door of the chief's room, looked at Atul, who was guarding the door, and said, "This is the last thing the eldest lady will do for you. ”

"What?" said Atul.

"You'll find out later. "Don't!"

Atul looked at the disappearing figure of Tulizhu, remembered Elim, and felt sad in his heart.

After a few moments, the leader let Atul in, and strangely, the person she had brought in was nowhere to be seen.

"Atul," the leader was seriously ill, and his words were slow and weak: "For many years, I thought that the eldest lady had gone, but in fact she was forbidden to live an inhuman life in the mountains by Sogi, but fortunately she was able to save her life by taking care of her, and everything that Soji and the second lady had done, I have learned from the mouth of the doctor, for the sake of Niya and the nation, Sogi cannot stay, you can arrange for her to be exiled." ”

Atul was shocked to see that the last thing Elim did for him was to remove Sogi and leave him alone.

"As for the eldest lady, behind me, I hope you and Nia can treat her well. The chief said, "The tribe of Dongba will be handed over to you, and you will keep your promise to wait for Nia for the rest of your life." ”

Atul understands that Atul will wait for Niya for the rest of his life and help her prosper the Dongba tribe. Atul's heart was touched with awe.

The leader smiled reassuringly.

Atul handed over this matter to Mo Qingyan, Mo Qingyan didn't need to bring any soldiers and horses, one person was enough to deal with Suoji, all along, Atul owed only an order, otherwise, Suoji would have been removed a long time ago.

On the mountain road, Mo lightly pulled Suo Ji, who was covered in sword wounds, out of the carriage, and pierced his heart with a sword, splashing blood all around.

It is so easy to kill a person, but an order has to wait for a long time, if you are a person of power, how refreshing it should be.

***

There are fewer and fewer people around her, and Nia's life is dull, and more often, she will follow the slaves and maids to pick tea and make cakes, so that there is a little fun.

Atul always said in her ear: "Miss, you should learn your skills well, you should review the books, you should arrange the ...... of things."

Niya turned the book in her hand upside down and said with some irritation: "Atu, Nia just wants to be your wife, leave the complicated things to Atul to do for me, and leave the burden to Atul to bear for me, okay?"

Atul understands that Nya is indeed not the one who manages the tribe, and the leader only values Atul beside Nia.

At this time, the seriously ill leader trembled and shook Nia's hand and said, "Nia, Daddy has entrusted you with such a great burden, and you can't fall down," the leader looked at Atul and said, "Atul, you have to bear it for Nia." ”

"Daddy, Niya don't take it, Niya can't!"

"Daddy believes that Attu can protect you for life, and the powerful Dongba tribe. The leader said this by looking at Atul, who of course understood the meaning of the words.

"Chief, Attu promises to protect Miss for life, not to rebel or rebel, and is willing to give everything for the Dongba tribe. Atul said firmly.

When the chief heard this, he was truly relieved, and put Atul and Nia hands together, and said with all his might: "You must give birth to an orthodox and excellent bloodline for the Dongba tribe. ”

"Daddy-" Nia wept bitterly.

The leader smiled faintly, and gradually closed it again, his hand loosened into Nia and Atul's hands.

Life and death came too quickly for Nia to accept, and even more unacceptable was the truth that Atul said.

At this time, Nia is running into the prison to find the imprisoned butler.

The prison was empty, and Niya looked at the bed under the cold moonlight, and her heart was cold.

Nia opened the unlocked door and stepped inside, sitting on the prison bed, feeling the coldness of her instincts rush over her nerves.

Nia's heart was heartbroken, and her own father was so desolate in his last days.

The slave handed her a letter and stepped back.

Nia opened the letter and read it.

"Nia, you are the treasure of my life, and the hateful thing is that I can't call you personally. For so many years, I have disciplined you strictly, you must hate me very much, it doesn't matter, Daddy is willing to be this harlequin for your bright future...... I hope you forgive Daddy, because she loves your mother too much and gave birth to you to let you bear the sorrows, angers, and joys of life......"

Nia's tears were reflected in the moonlight.

***

Pain forces you to forget, and life gradually returns to peace.

On that day, the spring flowers were all brilliant, and the unnamed flowers were showing their beauty shyly and timidly in this beautiful spring day.

On the green meadows, men wore sheepskin pockets around their waists, tied leggings, and galloped on horseback. Not far away, the women, dressed in long-kneeled, wide-waisted, long-sleeved gowns, draped over the shoulders, pleated aprons tied around their waists, and trousers underneath, smiled with a simple but beautiful smile, some fiddling with pastries, snacks and tea, and some cheering on the men racing the horses......

Nia blended with them with a faint smile, and at this time she lost her original innocence and gained some mature charm.

Suddenly, Atul rode out of the bend on his handsome horse and ran lifelessly towards Musnia, shouting, "Nia—"

When Nia turned around, she saw countless soldiers on horseback, armed with leather whips and bows and arrows, rushing out of the fierce crowd among the men racing and chasing Atul.

The horses and arrows were scattered, which frightened the crowd and ruined the venue, and the whole scene boiled over because of this.

"Nia-" Artul shouted, quickly dodging his bow and arrows, and held out his hand, "Follow me!"

"Atul—" Nia shouted anxiously, reaching out and running towards Atul.

The men behind approached, and Atul ran to Nia, and as soon as the two hands touched each other, Nia sat down on the horse, and the horse ran for her life.

"Will you come with me, don't regret it?" said Atul's voice in the wind.

"Atul, I am your Dorje Palan, the ends of the earth, go with you. Nia said firmly.

A sharp arrow grazed the horse's feet, and the horse instantly looked up to the sky and screamed, Atul and Nia were thrown out hard, and Atul quickly turned over and stood firm.

"Nia—" Atul turned back to find her.

"Atul," said Nya who struggled to get up from behind Atul, looked at Atul with teary eyes, and said, "Go away and leave me alone." ”

"No," Atul shook his head heavily, "you're my Dorje Paran, and you have to live and die!"

Atul took Nia's hand and ran at a leap of salt.

"Whoever takes their heads will be the generals!" shouted Kalumai, who led the troops.

In an instant, countless sharp arrows shot mercilessly at them, and Atul protected Nia from dodging one after another in the sea of arrows.

Seeing a sharp arrow shot at Nia, Atul took it with a cross hand, and the sharp arrow "slammed" in his hand, and he flew into the air with hatred, and plunged into the chest of a man with strength and strength, and the man immediately rolled off the horse.

Everything was quiet because of Atul's hatred, and countless sharp arrows landed with a sound, surrounding them without hurting them in the slightest.

Atul regained his grip on Nia's hand and said, "Let's go!"

With a "shhhhhh

"Whoever takes their heads will be the generals!" said Kalumai, who awakened the momentum of the group.

Countless sharp arrows stood up to the sky and waited for their lives, but they still didn't dare to move.

Mo Qingyan, who was hidden in the mountains, held a sharp arrow in his hand and locked the trace of Attu's leaping horse, and in an instant, a powerful sound of "swoop" rushed through the jungle -

Nia turned her head uneasily, and it was this one who looked at the moment of fright.

Life and death are in the blink of an eye, and many times it depends on your attachment to people or things.

At this time, Niya chose to be Atul's screen, wrapping him with her body, clinging to him, so close, as if glued into a person.

The arrow landed Nya's back, and she fought through the pain, holding Atul's hand tighter.

The horses ran farther and farther away, and were confronted by the countless soldiers and horses of Rancid.

"Master!" Rancid: "I'm late." ”

"Get rid of them quickly. Atul ordered.

The horses carried Atul and Nia through countless horses, and Nia's clothes fluttered in the wind, like a banner of victory across the battlefield.

"Nia, we're safe. Atul said, slowing the horse's pace.

Here, the sea of flowers on the ground, very rotten, blue sky and white clouds, warblers flying grass fragrance, the sun is shining, like the fire and the sun.

"Atul. Nia whispered from Atul's back.

Finally, she can let go of her burden and step on the sea of flowers with Atul.

"Niya, from the beginning we can rely on each other and never be separated, and Atul will love you and protect you for the rest of your life. Atul said, with a faint smile on his face, and pulled out a hand to take Nya's hand.

"Atul, Nia is glad to have your protection, and she wishes to grant you three lives. Niya said, her breath was faint, the back of her dress was dyed red, and the red clothes danced lightly in the wind, like the extravagant flowers on both sides of the Yellow Spring, blooming in full swing, so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

Atul's eyes overflowed with joy and lingered on the bottom of his eyes, happily tightening his grip on Nia's hand.

Niaan leaned against Atul's body, and she had never been more secure than she had ever been.

***

For thousands of years, the white sideburns and face have never changed, and the Qionghua will never be grateful, just like the reincarnation platform that has been rotating for a long time.

Atul, who was dressed in grace, stood in the outer building of the temple "Dorje Palan", which was built for Niya, holding the Hualong Divine Stone in his hand.

On top of the tall building, standing in the wind, the wind blows his hair and clothes, the clouds blur his face, and his eyes are written with endless vicissitudes, as if as long as you see his eyes, you can understand how much impermanence and desolation are contained in the long and endless river of ancient years.

It was so quiet that he remembered a lot and forgot a lot.

Forget the time, forget the world.

Forget the prosperity, forget the glory.

I forgot about love and hatred, but I still remember love and hate.

……

Atul looked indifferently at the two slaves coming over.

"Chief, the main village has reported that a guest is coming, please go back. The slave said respectfully.

"Got it. As soon as Atul's sleeves were raised, the slave retreated.

After all, the years blurred everything, and in the vast clouds and mist, no matter how unforgettable it was, it was just a mirror.

For some people, two years is not enough for a flower to bloom and fall, but for some people, every minute and every second is like sitting in the sea, being washed by the sand and gravel of the years, sad, painful, but also obsessed.

***

When Gu Mei woke up, what fell into her eyes was pale, which couldn't help but make her a little flustered, and what made her gradually feel at ease was the Hualong Divine Stone hanging in her heart, she caressed the Hualong Divine Stone lovingly, remembering all kinds of previous lives, a tear fell on the Hualong Divine Stone, crystal clear.

"Why are you here?" Gu Mei said to Hualong Shenshi, "Why didn't he come with you?"

……

After being discharged from the hospital, Gu Mei went to Bita Sea, hoping to meet something here or miss something.

The lake water is still clear and bright, under the golden glow of the sun, it is sparkling, strange and pleasing to the eye, the mountains are near the lake, the mountain light and water color are integrated, it can really be described as "half lake green mountains and half lake water".

The rhododendrons around the lake are gorgeous, the birds are singing and fragrant, the fish are swimming on the shore of the shallows, looking out from the sea of rhododendrons, on the vast meadow, herds of cattle and sheep wander leisurely on the flower-dotted meadows, and the lake and the grassland reflect each other.

Gu Mei stood on the beach of Bita, smelling the fresh smell of the air, which has not changed here, even if it is melted into the modern atmosphere, it is still so beautiful.

Atul is Musnia's deep love, and this is the place where Atul promised his life that she will never forget.

A line of clear tears, dripping down, fell into the water of Bita Sea, which could not stir up the slightest ripple, but it made Gu Mei's heart ache.

Not far from the foot of the mountain, the tour guide led a tour group to enthusiastically introduce them, even though they seemed so small, Niya could see so clearly, it was Zhang Vimila, who had a face that was the same as that of Mut Eliin, but he had taken off his luxury and dignity and replaced it with elegance and heartiness. In her last life, she spent a prosperous life and worked hard all her life in exchange for the freedom and happiness of this life, she will be happy and happy forever.

Nia's heart touched a deep emotion.

What is Love?

Among all living beings, among thousands of people, he is the only one who meets my eyes, and he has many shortcomings, but he has perfected me.

What is Destiny?

Destiny is that you stand in front of me, even if it is strange, I know that this is what I am looking for, what I have been looking for.

A thousand-year-old ode, what is admired is nothing more than prosperity, when a piece of time has passed, leaving infinite desolation and sorrow, how many people have the courage to sing the praises of the heart-rending and heart-wrenching liver and intestines?

The peach blossoms are fluttering, fluttering and scattered, and the pink color has fascinated the hearts of those who are close to them, and has also fascinated the loneliness and vicissitudes of the Dongba tribe for thousands of years.

(ENDS)

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