After she finished speaking, an old uncle who carried a basket of herbs stepped forward, squinted his wrinkled eyes and looked carefully, and said with a little surprise: "I know him, girl, come with me." ”

Chen Qinghuan was overjoyed in his heart, and quickly followed this amiable old man, sure enough, Xiaolun was here.

The two of them left, and a few men at the door didn't come back to their senses for a long time, "My mother-in-law, this looks better than the lilacs in the village." ”

"Why don't we come along?"

"Don't think about it, it's not your turn. ”

The old man looked like he had reached the age of the sixtieth year, and it was very difficult to carry the basket of herbs on his back, and the mountain road was difficult to walk, so Chen Qinghuan took the initiative to step forward and said, "Uncle, put the herbs on horseback." ”

As he spoke, he led the horse to the front, and helped the old man take off the bamboo basket, and the old uncle said thank you, beat his old waist, and asked: "The girl is not an ordinary person, I guess, the son you are looking for is not an ordinary person." ”

Chen Qinghuan nodded, and now that there was no one around, she was obviously a little anxious and asked, "Is he okay?"

The old man pointed to a stream at the bottom of the mountain and replied slowly, "I picked him up there." ”

"I went out to collect medicine that day, and I smelled a strong smell of blood from afar, and when I looked over, I saw him lying by the stream covered in blood, and I treated his injuries, and it was strange to say that this person was obviously fatally wounded, but he was almost healed in two days after taking the medicine, and I had not seen him with such a strange injury in many years of medical practice. ”

Hearing that his life was worry-free, Chen Qinghuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his pale face was a little ruddy.

"Still. "He received a blow to the head, causing blindness in both eyes, according to my diagnosis that this injury could not be healed, but after the medicine was available, he said that he could gradually see some faint light, thinking that if he continued to take medicine every day, his eyes could regain light." ”

The two of them had come to the thatched hut, and there was an open yard outside the house, and there was a fence around it, and the old man took the horse's rope and said, "He is inside, and I will go and tie the horse, and you can go in yourself." ”

Chen Qinghuan nodded, and the old man led the horse away.

The fresh smell of grass and trees penetrated her nostrils, and she stood in the doorway, the door unclosed, and she could see the rudimentary wooden furniture inside. Inside the room, Yan Xiaolun was sitting at the wooden table, staring straight ahead with blank eyes, quietly holding a cup of tea.

He looked like he had a quiet time, and he didn't have the slightest sign that he had just experienced a bloody war.

In an instant, Chen Qinghuan actually felt a little timid about home, recalling that the last time they met was Chinese New Year's Eve, when he said that he would wait for him to come back, and when he came back, he would tell her the anecdotes he met outside.

Who knows, after a farewell and three autumns, when they meet again, everything has changed dramatically.

She swallowed and walked softly towards the door.

Yan Xiaolun's ears moved slightly, and he noticed that someone had come in, "Is it Uncle Yu?"

No one answered, the man was approaching him, he tilted his head, smelled a familiar breath, suddenly looked stunned, and slowly spoke: "Is it Qinghuan......"

Chen Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, probably because he didn't expect him to guess, so he stopped moving.

Still, Xiao Lun stood up and groped his way to the table towards her, "I smell the tulips on you." ”

As soon as the words fell, the next second, she fell into a reassuring embrace, the other party's powerful arms tightly wrapped around her, and countless warm memories came to his heart, this was the first time he hugged her.

Chen Qinghuan closed her eyes, and only dared to touch her arms lightly, for fear that the wound that touched him would hurt him, she said softly: "I'm sorry." ”

Xiao Lun's deep voice rang in his ears, "I miss you so much. ”

"I dreamed of you last night, am I dreaming now? His voice was a little choked.

"It's not a dream, I found you. ”

As soon as Uncle Yu entered the room, he saw such a scene of deep affection, the wrinkles on the old man's face smiled even deeper, and he opened his mouth to break the atmosphere, "It's not that my old man deliberately disturbed you, it's just that this little boy should drink medicine." ”

Seeing someone coming, Chen Qinghuan and Xiao Lun woke up from their warmth, Chen Qinghuan took Yu Bo's medicine and handed it to Xiao Lun, "Yu Bo, thank you for saving your life." ”

Yu Boha laughed, "Even if I don't give him medicine, he won't die, didn't I say it, his injuries can heal by himself." ”

Yan Xiaolun drank the medicine in one go, and Yu Bo took back the empty bowl from his hand, "I'm leaving, don't bother you two." ”

Uncle Yu said a joke and left, Chen Qinghuan helped Xiaolun sit down, just warmed for a moment, and when he interrupted, he remembered the serious matter at this time, "How did you find me, I heard Uncle Yu say that this place is almost to Ningxia Kingdom, and it is far from the battlefield." ”

Chen Qinghuan didn't intend to hide it from him, there were many unsolved questions between them, and they happened to come together one by one at this moment.

She took the blood-red bell from her waist and placed it in his hand, "Do you remember this?" ”

Touching something familiar, of course he remembered that this was a gift from Qing Huan, a national treasure in Ningxia, the only pair in the world, "I remember, this is a pair of blood demon bells, and the other is on me, did you rely on it to find me?"

As he spoke, he also took off the bell on his waist, and his tone was very surprised, he thought it was an ordinary bell.

Chen Qinghuan took back the bell and shook it, but it didn't make any sound, "This pair of bells also has a name, called the Life and Death Bell." ”

"One is a dead bell, the other is a dead bell, after the blood of two people is fused separately, the dead bell will live and breathe, you wear the dead bell, I wear the dead bell, so when you are dying, I will suffer a fatal blow for you. ”

"I was just sending you to play, but I didn't expect this bell to play a big role, on the day of the war, I suddenly vomited blood and fainted, I knew that something happened to you, and now the bell is useless, but the two bells will always attract each other, so I have come out to look for you before the war is over. ”

"In this way, we have lived and died together. ”

Her understated explanation, as if she was talking about what she had eaten yesterday, made the person sitting opposite her tremble, and Xiao Lun's eyes were filled with tears, and he could hardly believe what he had heard.

He didn't open his mouth for a long time, because he really didn't know what to say, and he was afraid that he would cry when he opened his mouth. Chen Qinghuan continued, she talked about the events after the war in a bland manner, although she didn't hear it all, but she definitely knew more than Xiao Lun.

“...... The Yan army lost 200,000 people, and Yuanchen was safe and sound, but they didn't know that you were still alive, and they heard that your funeral was held, when are you going to go back?"

Xiao Lun sighed dejectedly, this was the first time he wanted to evade his responsibilities, and it was really a matter of a moment to grow up, as if yesterday he was still the third prince chasing and fighting in the imperial garden.

"If only I had been born in this mountain village. You know, even though I'm badly injured and blind, I feel so relieved. ”

The carefree days are too happy for anyone to wake up from a sweet dream.

Chen Qinghuan suddenly said: "You still remember that I once said that I don't like war, because war is too cruel. ”

Yan Xiaolun was silent, no one knew the cruelty better than he had experienced it himself, he saw the flesh and blood of the people around him with his own eyes, even he was one of them, he came back from the ghost gate.

"Grandpa Huang also said the same thing to me before, he said that peace in the world is the blessing of Yanguo, but my father always disdained what Grandpa Huang said, and I only now understand the truth of Grandpa Huang's words. ”

Xiao Lun couldn't see her, Chen Qinghuan's expression became a little solemn at this moment, and she woke up from a nightmare for several nights, dreaming that she had killed someone, "Do you hate me, I made Yanguo suffer a heavy blow." ”

Yan Xiaolun smiled bitterly and asked rhetorically: "If this war is won by Yan Guo and I let Ao Yu suffer a heavy blow, then will you hate me?"

"It's ridiculous to say, when I came, my eldest brother and I discussed to save your life, thinking that as long as you keep you, you will still be the same Qinghuan who played with us before, but when our situation is reversed, I know how difficult it is to be relieved. ”

"So I understand that there is no right or wrong in this kind of thing, only different positions. ”

Hearing his words, for some reason Chen Qinghuan wanted to cry, thinking in his heart, it was good to meet them.

"I'm sorry. She apologized again.

Xiao Lun shook his head, "You don't have anything to do with me. ”

"Regarding Yanguo, I want to wait and see what happens, I am blind now, and I can't do anything useful when I return to China, and it will add to the chaos, and I don't know what my father's attitude is after this incident. ”

Unfortunate things could have been avoided, and as a prince, he must have something he could do and should do.

"Good. Chen Qinghuan responded, and she also stayed here and took care of him until he returned to China.

As the sun set, orange light appeared in the cracks in the mountains, Chen Qinghuan helped Yu Bo cook, and Xiao Lun practiced swords in the courtyard despite his injuries.

"Uncle Yu, does this village belong to Ningxia?" Chen Qinghuan asked Uncle Yu about the situation while washing vegetables.

Yu Bo flipped over the pot and replied: "Our village is called the Holy Maiden Village, I heard that it was the place where the Yong'an Holy Maiden appeared back then, so it was blessed by Ningxia, but in fact, we are the village of Ao Yuguo." ”

"Holy Maiden?" This news made Chen Qinghuan very interested, she had lived with this identity for so long, "Uncle Yu, is there any information about the Holy Maiden in the village?"

"I don't know much about this, the only thing related to the saint in the village now is the holy spring, but I think the holy spring is no different from the ordinary spring, which is just a legend. ”

Shengquan, hearing these two words, Chen Qinghuan faintly remembered the saintess inheritance ceremony more than ten years ago, and when he thought of it, he was implicated in the death of Dao Ruoshui.

Her sixth sense told her that she should go to the so-called holy spring.

The fragrant meal was served, and Chen Qinghuan called Xiao Lun back to the house to eat, "Uncle Yu, can you please take me to the holy spring tomorrow to have a look." ”

Yu Bo nodded slowly, "It just so happens that I'm going to pick herbs around there tomorrow, not to mention anything else, the flowers and trees near the holy spring are growing very well." ”

After taking a bite of the dish, Yu Bo looked up at Chen Qinghuan, "When the girl appeared in the village, it really looked like the legendary Yong'an Holy Maiden descended." ”

Chen Qinghuan smiled, snorting, but Xiao Lun had some taste like chewing wax when he heard this, he blinked his eyes, there was only darkness in front of him, and he couldn't see anything.