"You're going to leave like this, won't he be lonely if he stays here?"

With the light of the stars in the sky, Zhao Wuwu took a sip of wine, and then slowly poured the wine in the jug in front of the grave in front of him, looking at the tombstone with a little sadness in his eyes. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"This is a mound of clothes."

A woman stood in front of the tombstone, her head full of green silk was pulled up by plain yarn, her hand slowly stroked through the four inscriptions on the tombstone, tilted her head to watch the wine seep into the yellow soil, and her tone was calm.

"Really?"

Zhao Wuwen couldn't hear anything, he shook his head with a wry smile, raised his head and poured another sip of wine, and sighed: "Yes! ”

"What about you? Are you really decided? Once the child leaves, it will be like a dragon in the sea. ”

The woman smiled lowly, as if she had thought of something, the corners of her mouth pulled away to wipe a smile, stopped her hand, and turned her head to look at Zhao Wuke, who was drinking wine.

"Let him go! Didn't Brother Tuoba often say that there was a providence in the darkness during his lifetime? How could an existence like me fight against the will of heaven and go against this will of heaven? ”

Cluck..

The woman laughed, turned around and walked a few steps in front of Zhao Wuke, and her tactful words were spit out by her: "Pre-Su often said that General Zhao of Yue Kingdom does not believe in fate, but only believes in the dusty knife in his hand. ”

"The knife is rusty, and it has cut through the cause and effect of this world. Zhao Wuwu held the wine jug tightly in his hand and looked up at the starry sky.

"Really?"

The woman shook her head and missed Zhao Wuke's body, and said as she walked, "Then why don't you be nicer to that child? After all, he is coming back, this is the fruit of your future, isn't it?"

He didn't speak for a long time, and when the woman was about ten steps away from him, he took a sip of wine, and his tone was full of vicissitudes: "Bamboo Basket, if you kill someone who is good to you, will you feel guilty and sad? I have been guilty and sad for ten years, he shouldn't be the same as me." ”

Zhao Wuwu's incomparably vicissitudes of life fell into the woman's ears, she suddenly stopped, turned her head and looked at Zhao Wuke carefully, there was a sadness in her eyes, she slowly spoke: "Then if you are given another chance, will you still cut the knife at the beginning?"

"I'm the general of the Yue Kingdom, I have no choice!"

The tone was extremely light but firm, Zhao Wuwu didn't look at the bamboo basket, poured all the wine in the jug into the loess, and put one hand on the tombstone.

"You obviously regret it, but you still do the same thing in the past, you are really pitiful. ”

The woman shook her head, turned her head and sighed, her figure slowly disappearing into Zhao Wuke's eyes.

"Poor?"

Zhao Wuman smiled bitterly, raised his head but found that the wine in the jug was exhausted, he put aside the jug in his hand, and laughed: "Brother Tuoba, I give you such wine, you are satisfied with such a starry sky, you are satisfied."

"Life is a song, drink the thousands of stars in the wine, isn't it cool!

Zhao Wuwu's crazy laughter was squeezed in the mountain wind and was transmitted far away, and after a long time, the echo of nothingness overlapped with his wild laughter, making it impossible to hear the truth and the void.

.......

The sea breeze carried the fishy smell across the long coastline, and the huge ships stopped on the side of the port, and the flag of the Chu State printed with the goshawk was pulled straight by the wind. These ships are all built by the Xuangong clan.

The bottom of each ship is made of Lu Guoxuan steel, and its density is far lower than that of water, and the degree of hardness is not comparable to ordinary steel.

Iron horsemen in heavy armor lined up and neighed down the streets, led by red horses, on either side of which snow-white horses dropped their hooves heavily on the ground.

The fishy wind blew across the faces of the people, and the iron horsemen stopped in front of the port, and the people turned over and fell off their horses, and the archers pulled the strings ajar, and looked around cautiously, escorting them to move slowly.

"General Zhao will be sent here!"

Shen Ling handed the reins of the horse to the horse officer who came down from the ship, and looked at Zhao Wuke on the side with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I can't let go of this girl. ”

Zhao Wuke patted the hand on Qingya's shoulder, turned his head and looked at Qingya beside him with doting.

Like a scarlet cloud, her elegant cheeks swelled red, she lowered her head a little embarrassed, and secretly glanced at Xiang Yiming, who was wearing silver armor today.

It was the first time she had seen Xiang Yiming wearing heavy armor, and it looked like a young general, and her blue eyes revealed some coldness.

"Oh"

Shen Ling's tone was rotating in his nasal cavity, which sounded like a playful meaning, he shook his head with a smile and looked at Xiang Yiming: "So that's it!"

After saying this, Shen Ling glanced at Li Qi, who had not spoken for a long time beside him, his eyes flashing.

"Then let the ships wait in the harbor!"

When Li Qi looked at Shen Ling's gaze, he glanced at Zhao Wuke, who was tilting his head sideways, a trace of loss flashed in his heart, and he stepped forward and led the three people in armor behind him towards the ship.

"Then say goodbye to Brother Zhao. ”

Looking at Li Qi who stepped on the ship's board, Shen Ling opened his mouth slightly, turned around and walked a few steps before turning back, stretched out his right hand and clenched his fist to hang on Zhao Wuke's chest, his lips moved slightly, and his voice was extremely small: "The battle flag will last forever, the battle gate. ”

Looking at the fist hanging in front of him, Zhao Wuke pushed Shen Ling's hand away, stood on tiptoe, put one hand on the other party's shoulder and grabbed it with a slight force, and whispered in Shen Ling's ear: "The battle flag will last forever, and Zhao Wuke." ”

After saying that, he gently pushed Shen Ling away again, walked to the side and stood far away.

Shen Ling looked around and smiled slightly, he knew the concerns in his senior brother's heart, the identity of their Tianji Pavilion Battle Gate was a secret to the major princes. In a place as complicated as the port, his actions were too impulsive.

Shen Ling patted Xiang Yiming, who didn't know when his body stiffened, and said with a smile: "Hurry up, hurry up and get on the boat after speaking." ”

"Hmm"

Xiang Yiming nodded and watched Shen Ling turn around and walk towards the warship. He turned to face Qingya, and at this moment his heart swelled with a sense of loss, and he seemed to have a strong reluctance to the woman in front of him.

The silk is like tulle, floating lightly in the wind, and the slightly squirting chest arches the silk skirt lightly.

"Qing Ya.."

Xiang Yiming, who seemed to be cold, was lost at the moment, and his heart was also jumping up with a puff, and the hand holding the sword was wet and sweaty, he looked at Qingya who lowered his head, and took the lead in opening his mouth.

"Brother Xiang..."

At this time, Qingya's heart was also jumping, she raised her head and looked directly at Xiang Yiming's blue eyes for the first time, and after saying this, the two of them didn't say anything for a long time.

The two of them were silent, and in such a state, they could feel the sea breeze blowing through their pores.

"Here's to you. ”

Qingya missed Xiang Yiming's gaze, took out a dagger from her cuff, held it in both hands and handed it to Xiang Yiming.

Xiang Yiming took the dagger and engraved a traditional Zhao character on the dagger.

"It was given to me by my dad when I was ten years old, and my dad wanted this dagger to protect me. Qingya glanced at Xiang Yiming secretly, she wanted to see his expression at this time.

Hearing Qingya's words, Xiang Yiming played with the dagger's hand for a moment, and looked towards Qingya, holding the dagger in his hand and just wanted to return it. Qingya stretched out her hand to block Xiang Yiming's hand, and said with a soft gaze: "I want to give it to you now, let it replace me with you, protect..." Protect you. ”

Qingya's last three words were said very lightly, but she stubbornly raised her head, and looked at Xiang Yiming with shining eyes.

"Hmm"

The wind pulled Xiang Yiming's hair, and his heart was sour and warm at the moment. It's been ten years, and there seem to be only two people around him who care about him.

He withdrew his hand, and the horn of the ship rang in his ears. He turned around, his steps a little chaotic and settling on the ground.

"Let's go!"

Qingya noticed Xiang Yiming's movements, she opened her mouth softly, her tone was lost while leaning towards Xiang Yiming, wanting to reach out and hug the young man in front of her who was about to leave her.

"Hmm!"

Xiang Yiming nodded, turned around and ran away a few steps towards the ship. He folded back again, and took Qingya into his arms with both hands in a little panic, and his tone softened for the first time, no longer cold: "Goodbye, Qingya." ”

Although Xiang Yiming's words were so soft, Qingya, who was paralyzed in Xiang Yiming's arms, felt that these words were so cold, her tears poured out at this moment, she sniffed the smell of Xiang Yiming's body fiercely, as if she wanted to engrave this taste in her bones, she replied in a low voice: "Goodbye, Xiang Yiming." ”

Gently pushed away, she watched Xiang Yiming run away again, stepped on the ship and beckoned to her, she cried, and was gently dragged by Zhao Wuke when her body was about to collapse.

She leaned on Zhao Wuke's body, stretched out her slender hand and waved it far away, many years later, since this parting, she has a kind of pain when she thinks back to this year.

Xiang Yiming stood on the ship that had moved, he looked at Qingya waving his arms towards him, he responded hard, but his eyes were looking, his heart flashed with loss, and he couldn't help but think of that strange woman.

He knew she wouldn't come, and the woman must be standing on the roof, her hands outstretched and touching the sky.

The ship was getting farther and farther away from the port, Qingya's body became a point, his sour hand stopped, and he lay on the board like this. He was free, he was even more lonely, he looked to the sky and longed for a new beginning.

When the ship was about to disappear, a woman with different pupil colors in her eyes crowded around the harbor in frustration, running with the ship in the crowd, and the gray big curtain covered her whole body.

She looked at the departing ship, tears flowed down, she turned around in the sea of people in a daze, and thought in a low voice: "Goodbye, Xiang Yiming!"

Many years later, Tuoba Qian told Xiang Yiming that she was chasing the ship that was gradually moving away along the harbor that day, but she never told Xiang Yiming the reason.

She didn't tell him until she died, and on the day he left Yueguo, she knew that he was her lifelong calamity.

(Part 2)