In the Gobi in the middle of winter, the sun is not only late, but also mixed with the smell of wind and sand, dead grass, felt and ghee boisterously burrowing through the cracks of the tent and shining on the red and green camel hair blanket. The chaotic overlapping bodies on the blanket of pen &www.biquge.info amp; fun & pavilion have particularly dark red and light red ambiguous marks, and the sweat stains on the skin that have not melted, with sticky alienation, and cold estrangement, which makes people feel decadent and indifferent.

Sheng Heng opened his eyes and found that he was the first of the three people in this tent to wake up, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned. He didn't pay attention to the other two, but grabbed the clothes scattered around him and put them on, and turned to leave, as if he didn't want to stay in the tent for a moment.

Out of the tent, Sheng Heng took a basin of freshly melted snow water, slapped it on his face, the biting temperature made him wake up instantly, and thought to himself: "From last night to this morning, I was disguised without flaws, but the so-called long nights and dreams are too much, I must not wait any longer, and I must leave here after an hour......"

Sheng Heng, who had just washed his face, looked up and saw dozens of Lukan women carrying freshly picked up dried sheep dung on the opposite hillside to deliver to the tribal treasury. The women, dressed in blue-gray leather robes of the same color, carried the same baskets, and from a distance looked the same, like the remnants of snow scattered across the chaotic wasteland, no one knew where they came from, and no one cared about them dissolving in time, so they appeared facelessly, and disappeared silently.

The one who walked at the back of the sheep dung team seemed to be a little inflexible in his legs and feet, and although he tried his best to catch up, he was still distanced by others. She also had a large clump of sannan grass on her basket full of sheep dung. It is a low plant that grows on top of the moss, and it has no remarkable features, but it blooms very early every year, and on the day of the first melting of the ice age, they bloom on the wet and cold moss, and the flowers the size of a bean grain bloom on the wet and cold moss. Because they are so small that few people can find them, they often bloom in obscurity.

Shengheng has lived on the grassland for so long, thinking that only he knows the flowering period of Shanan branches, but he did not expect that someone has picked them back.

The pink, purple, and water-red flowers that spread out of the basket on the hillside were like a neon treasure bottle, slowly dyeing the gray, languishing and yellowish Gobi in the middle of winter, as if the frozen ground under the ground had been silently thawing wherever she went.

Spring has arrived, but it is still stuck where no one is looking.

"Great Khan, what are you looking at? I've been screaming for a long time, and you haven't even heard! Asoto didn't know when he stood beside Shengheng and asked in confusion.

Sheng Heng quickly retracted his gaze and said lightly: "Winter has passed so soon. ”

"Great Khan, what do you say? Don't you see that the glaciers on the edge of the snow-capped mountains are still as hard as iron? We'll have to pass by there when we go back! Truth be told, if I had a choice, I'd rather carry a camel than go through a cold glacier......" Asoto whined.

But his words didn't seem to be heard at all, he looked around alertly and said, "You didn't find anything strange when you got up this morning, did you?" ”

"Nope." Asoto seemed to be in a good mood: "Lucan's girl is really energetic, if it weren't far away, I really wanted to bring her back......"

Sheng Heng's expression suddenly became cold: "How many times have you said it, don't do bad things to women, did you leak your mouth again last night?" ”

Asoto waved his hand again and again: "Great Khan, you have wronged me, how can I have the strength to say anything else this night?" Not a word of gossip, all busy......"

Sheng Heng looked at him deeply, and he didn't have the courage to lie, so he said when he turned to leave: "Hurry up and pack up your things and leave in half an hour." Lead her to a horse. ”

Asoto didn't react for a moment, and only replied after a moment, "Yes, Great Khan." ”

Seeing that Shengheng was far away, he muttered dissatisfiedly: "Still carrying that big burden, if it weren't for her, why would we take the risk to come here......"

As soon as Yunyang followed the Lukan woman back to the tribe, before he could put down the heavy basket, he was stopped by someone and fished it out. When she boarded, she only felt that her feet were in the air, the sky was spinning, and just as she wanted to call for help, her mouth was covered by a big palm.

This is really a big palm, not only covering Yunyang's mouth, but also blocking a large piece of his neck. Yunyang was shocked and struggled desperately, when he heard a somewhat hoarse voice in his ear: "Don't move." Listen to me, and I'll get you out of here in a moment. ”

This voice is a little familiar, and who else can speak Chinese in this tribe?

Yunyang really stopped struggling, and Seungheng also loosened his grip on her.

Yun Yang didn't reply, and said with a cold face: "Is this necessary?" Don't everyone here think I'm your slave girl? What command do you have that you can't say to your face, so why bother? ”

Shengheng was speechless when she asked, and he didn't know why he suddenly made such a move, but he didn't want to lose face in front of Yunyang, so he had to continue to stretch his face and say, "I'm going to leave in a while, you can prepare." ”

Thinking of the frivolous appearance of Xingheng last night, Yunyang was extremely tired of him, so he said angrily: "I, a person who sleeps in the stable, have something to prepare, I can set off at any time...... Hey......"

Yun Yang screamed before he finished speaking, it turned out that Shengheng suddenly turned around, squatted down and grabbed Yun Yang's leg with chains, and with a force of his fingertips, he unscrewed the copper lock on it, and the chain fell to the ground with a bang.

This chain can torture Yunyang, and when he followed the Lukan woman to collect sheep dung in the morning, he was lame on one leg, one foot deep and one foot shallow, and the whole leg was swollen, and the ankle was already worn out, and the slightest action made it burn and hurt.

Unraveling this annoying Raushzi, Yunyang finally smiled: "You can be regarded as doing a serious thing!" ”

A trace of shame flashed inexplicably in Shengheng's eyes, but his voice was still cold: "I'm going to ride a horse in a while." ”

Looking at the back of Shengheng leaving with a shoulder of anger, Yunyang's disgust for him that had just dissipated gathered again. She silently gritted her teeth and thought: "If it weren't for the fact that I returned to Luoyang with the help of his strength, I wouldn't have swallowed my anger like this, and I would have killed myself a long time ago after being teased like this." ”

Thinking that he was far away from Luoyang Mountain, Yunyang felt that his chest was so panicked that he couldn't tell how much he was congested. The road back to Luoyang is full of difficulties, but Yunyang understands that he is bitter in his heart, and Zhao Yuan does not know his life and death in Hanyang Palace, so he must be even more bitter, so no matter what price he pays, even if he fights his blood, he must return to Luoyang.

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