wedoct2119:06:04cst2015

"How's he doing?"

Gu Tongye opened the door and saw Mu Xiu standing at the door with his hands in his hands, as if he was waiting for him.

"I drank the medicine and fell asleep, not to mention, it can really make a fuss, like a child." Gu Tongye stretched his waist and couldn't help but yawn again and again.

Mu Xiu looked at Gu Tongye, the rush of the past few days made her whole person look thinner and thinner, her palm-sized face was full of exhaustion, and her eyes were blue, not at all like the burly woman of Qingqiguo, but like a weak man.

"I'm afraid that fire in the day has exposed our whereabouts, and we must leave tomorrow." Mu Xiu said hesitantly, knowing that everyone was already exhausted, Ye Zhenyan was even more tired and sick, but as Gu Tongye's guard, he had to make the safest arrangements for Gu Tongye at this time.

Gu Tongye rubbed his eyes, didn't care at all, and only muttered, "I know, it's not early, go to sleep." With that, he staggered to his room.

Mu Xiu looked at Gu Tongye's back quietly until he disappeared into the door......

The fifth watch has passed, the chill is getting heavier, the horse's hooves are neighing, the snow is flying, under the white sky, a horse gallops quickly, the horse that can't bear the cold makes a heavy jet sound, and every step of the horse's hooves will enter the snow three inches, and then lift it high. The man on the horse was so wrapped in air that she could only see her eyes hidden under the cloak, and she shouted anxiously, but her words dissipated in the cold wind.

"Drive! Drive!! ”

The woman tightened the reins, fearing that her already frozen body would fall off the horse's back the next moment.

In the raging wind and snow, she finally saw the countless tent lights in the col, and the fire that was clearly extinguished made her suddenly sober up.

"Drive!"

The woman excitedly pulled the reins, and the horse galloped down in tacit agreement.

"Stop, whoever!" The spear glowing with cold light pointed directly at the man on the horse.

"Queen Feng has an order, and the protector general Su Meng will come to receive the order quickly!" The woman held the gold medal in her hand and shouted loudly.

In an inconspicuous tent, a man in plain clothes held a brush in his hand, writing something on rice paper without hurrying, and his angular facial features were covered with the depth and wind and frost unique to the border pass. The man who is obviously only two out of twenty seems to be as corrupt as a withered flower at the moment.

"See the general!"

The soldier guarding the door outside the curtain suddenly shouted.

"The Major General hasn't gone to bed yet?"

"General Hui, yes!"

When the man in the tent heard the voice, his face was slightly displeased, and he covered the rice paper under the book with his backhand.

The thick curtain was lifted, and the cold wind took advantage of the weakness, blowing the candle flame almost to be extinguished.

"Why hasn't Zishu slept yet?"

The person who came came walked steadily, breathed long, had sharp eyes, and made clean gestures, and at first glance he was a person who practiced martial arts.

"Subordinates see generals!"

Su Zishu gathered his mind and saluted with both hands in fists.

Su Meng, the general of the protectorate, raised his hand, signaled that Su Zishu did not need to be polite, turned around and sat on the chair with a golden sword, frowned, and said, "Why do you wear this?" ”

"The minister is getting ready for bed." Su Zishu was neither humble nor arrogant.

Su Meng's blade-like face suddenly became difficult to look at, and his wolf-like eyes stared at Su Zishu deadly, as if he wanted to penetrate his skin and see through the other party's soul.

Su Zishu hung his head, as if he didn't feel anything about Su Meng's inquiring gaze, calm and silent.

"You hate me!" Su Meng suddenly spoke, his tone carrying the domineering and irresistible inherent in a murderer.

"Minister, don't dare!" Su Zishu replied.

Su Meng didn't miss the taunt that flashed in the other party's eyes, and the indifferent to decadent atmosphere made her angry and even more helpless. Thinking of her dignified protector general Su Meng, who doesn't want to flatter her, who doesn't respectfully shout "God of War" when they see her, but the person in front of her is Su Zishu - her only son of Su Meng, and the future heir of the General's Mansion!

Su Meng didn't want to have too stiff a relationship with his son, so when he caught a glimpse of the book on the table, he pretended to be curious and asked, "What is this?" As he spoke, he was going to pick it up.

"Don't move!" Su Zishu's face changed.

It was too late, and the map on the surface was pulled up, and the rice paper sandwiched inside slipped to the ground.

Su Meng didn't snoop on **, but Su Zishu's shout made Su Meng turn her eyes, and when she saw the words on the rice paper, her face immediately changed.

said that it was too late and that it was fast, Su Zishu slapped it with a palm, and the rice paper flew up, and immediately an internal force hit the rice paper.

"Smack!" The rice paper shattered into powder, a gust of cold wind passed, and disappeared without a trace.

"It's just written in the minister's essay, and the handwriting is sloppy, so don't stain the general's eyes." Su Zishu withdrew his hand behind his back, and his body trembled slightly.

Su Meng's face was even more ugly, she never knew that her son, who had always been well-behaved, would dare to open his eyes and tell nonsense in front of him, and besides, the poems on the rice paper-

The joy of seeing each other is short, and the hatred is long after parting.

Knowing that lovesickness is bitter, he prefers to be an amorous man.

This word and sentence are clearly yin|filthy words, ordinary people still have to think twice when they say it, not to mention that Su Zishu is still a man who has not been out of the cabinet!

Su Meng stared at the man in front of him, how similar his angular nose and eyes were to her, but if the other party was born as a daughter, it would be very good, but God did not fulfill people's wishes, he was a man, this face, this body, how could he afford the vanity of being born a man.

In this desolate border pass, there are still people who criticize his appearance, not to mention the Kyoto where flowers are blooming and beautiful men are like clouds. At this moment, Su Meng really realized that her son was already twenty-two, and he had already passed the age of cardamom, if it weren't for himself, maybe he would have gotten married and had children, and would have been a husband and father.

Su Meng's eyes gradually softened, mixed with guilt and distress that even she didn't want to be honest, "Zishu, do you have someone you like?" ”

Su Zishu stiffened when he heard this, do you like someone?

Thinking of the woman in my memory, she is amazing and unparalleled in the world.

She is like an eagle, brave and rebellious, evil and crazy.

She was like a fire, burning him to the core, and like a pot of water, washing him thoroughly.

Su Zishu couldn't help but raise his lips, blooming with the tenderness that belonged to a man, "Yes, my son has someone he likes!" ”

Su Meng was stunned, she didn't know what to say for a while.

"Report!"

At this moment, the soldiers outside the curtain suddenly shouted.

Su Meng looked at Su Zishu deeply, opened his mouth, and finally turned around and walked out of the curtain without saying anything, "What's the matter?" ”

"General, someone from the palace, please go to the council hall to receive the order!"

Pick-up?

Su Meng's falcon-like eyes flashed with a hint of clarity, as if he had expected this.

"You go back and forth, the general and the major general will go immediately, you let people entertain you first."

"Yes!" The soldiers left in a hurry.

Su Meng looked at the night outside the curtain, "This day is finally going to change." ”

[The author said that I don't know if Su is the male protagonist~~]