An Ning squatted at his feet, holding his cheeks and watching him sleep, his eyes slightly misty because of his distant thoughts. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

More than one person once asked her, why is she so good to Huang Yan, why do you care so much about him, why do you care so much about him, and care that it is beyond the boundaries of sister and brother?

How did she answer at the time?

Well, she said, because Huang Yan has a rare innocence and beauty in troubled times, and she just wants to protect him and it.

She is a reincarnated reborn, a surviving person who crawled out of the abyss of hell, with indelible blood and anger. She thought that she would die alone with this sin, and that she would be able to return to her original world at the end of her life, but the young man appeared unexpectedly, and broke into her life with a clean and beautiful unsullied nature, and the pure white light instantly lit up her dark world.

So she cherishes, cherishes it very much, and wants to do everything in her power to protect it, to protect it from being defiled.

She could never have imagined that the impulse that flashed through her thought would bring salvation and hope.

Nine years ago, An Ning was ordered to fight the enemy army and rescue the captured royal family. The royal family, who had been high and noble, were crowded in rags in the grass, crying, wailing, sobbing, and even many of them kowtowed to the ground, begging for mercy...... It's completely gone.

It's different.

He did not cry, did not cry, did not plead, but sat quietly by the haystack, with his hands folded on his knees, and his face was not sad or joyful, as if all the clutter and filth around him were cut off from it. Such calmness and indifference made her suddenly think that she had seen another self.

Soon, those people discovered her existence, and after several victories, her name and appearance had long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Seeing her appear in the enemy camp this time, almost everyone was overjoyed, desperately calling her name, shouting for her to save them, if it weren't for the ropes on her body, they were afraid that they would have pounced.

But in this way, she was safely exposed to the eyes of the enemy.

Listening to the sound of armor and weapons rubbing everywhere, as well as the enemies who were close in front of him, An Ning cursed in a low voice, eager to kill, and directly wiped out this group of royal people!

He had apparently seen her too, and his calm eyes flashed with surprise, and then a terrifying black mist flickered. Just before An Ning could react, he moved. He quickly picked up the iron rod on the side, directly swept the soldiers rushing over here, and after knocking down a few, he didn't forget to shout to this side: "Huang Anning, what are you still stupid about?!!"

She was yelled at like this, but the sight in front of her made her frightened, and she still has palpitations when she looks back on it today. His thin and thin figure stopped in front of the general, with an iron rod in his hand, and he was exhausted from many days of lack of oil and rice and the torture, but he did not waver. He gritted his teeth and confronted them, his eyebrows filled with coldness that shocked her, who had fought on the battlefield.

A muffled "bang" pierced the sky.

The thin figure was knocked to the ground hard, but he couldn't do it, and he bent one leg to support his already broken body. Xu is his stubborn eyes as always, Xu is his ruthlessness to resist death, Xu is his heart to cover for her when he is bruised, Xu is his backbone who is single and weak but dares to fight in a group...... An Ning breathed a fierce sigh in his heart, and his anger burned.

When the sharp sword fell on him, the white silk in the sky roared away, swept the soldiers into the sky and then slammed them to the ground, or wrapped around their waists like swimming snakes, slowly tightened, and made them open their eyes wide, feeling the gradual disappearance of their strength and the despair when suffocation came, and there was no longer the previous arrogance.

For a moment, the huge battlefield was filled with only the sound of cloth and meat grinding, and the terrible screams, and the listeners palpitated. The prisoners under the stairs who were watching on the side had long forgotten to cry and wail, and looked at their faces one by one, and then their eyes burst out with great joy, as if they had finally caught a life-saving float in the vast sea, and the cries for help in their mouths became more and more intense.

"A bunch of idiots......" Huang Yan, who was on the ground on one leg, gritted his teeth and cursed.

A loud whistle pierced the sky, the sound of horses' hooves sounded, and a sturdy and beautiful red horse came at a gallop. He flew neatly over the railing on the ground and came to a steady stop in front of the woman.

"Well done, bloodstained!" An Ning patted its spine with satisfaction, then smoothed its mane.

"Whew-" Bloodstain raised his head and chirped as if he understood, then lowered his head and rubbed his palm against it.

Suddenly there was a sound of armor rubbing in his ears, thinking that the additional men sent by the enemy army had arrived, An Ning's eyes lit up, and he immediately pulled the reins and turned over his horse neatly.

Huang Yan coughed a few times, frowned and covered his heart, he was swept down by the spear just now, and now he coughs hotly and painfully, it seems that it hurts his muscles and bones...... In this wilderness, it is not easy for him to save his life, where can he hope to heal his injuries? Thinking of this, his eyes suddenly dimmed a little, and now that the war is raging, he is also regarded as a prisoner and has become a prisoner.

Will he never go back? Will he stay in this hellish place forever, being abused to death by those people?

"Hey, let's go!"

The voice that belonged to the girl came into his ears, and he was in a trance for a while before he realized that he was calling himself, and when he looked up, he crashed into a pair of clear eyes. She sat on a tall red horse, her eyebrows were awe-inspiring, and she stretched out her hand to him.

Hand?

That hand, small and white, is completely unsuitable for carrying a knife and a gun, and the hand that fights on the battlefield, but it symbolizes freedom and hope...... And the hand was now reaching out to him, as if tempting him to come forward and hold him.

Huang Yan blinked desperately, and found that everything in front of him could not be more real. She still patiently stretched out her hand, as if she could see through his inner thoughts. He licked his chapped lips and stared at her gentle smile, stretching out his hand as if bewitched.

"Okay! Hold on! We're going home!" An Ning grabbed his outstretched hand and pulled him behind him to sit down.

Huang Yan was violently pulled, and his entire body was instantly taken into the air, and he was dragged onto the horse after the world was turned upside down in front of him. He was still dazed when he heard her scream, and before he could react, he felt the red horse galloping, so frightened that he subconsciously leaned forward and hugged her waist. When he realized something, his whole body was clinging to her back, and his face was flushed, but ...... But he was reluctant to let go.

She was very warm, and that warmth passed from her one after another, warming his body that had been devastated for days, warming his almost desperate and frozen heart, so warm that he was nostalgic, and even the pain that had just tortured him turned into nothingness in this warmth.