Of course, this is my reasoning, I don't agree with it, although the scolding is nonsense, believe yourself. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In my experience, there is no shortage of people who have tried to educate me with thousands of examples, trying to help me get on the right track, I will tell them: you and I are different, people have the right to pursue themselves, don't persuade others to follow the path you think is right, don't try to assimilate others. Even if one day I do stumble and prove me wrong, it has to be based on my own experience, not yours. My way, I go, your life is your decision, thank you for your kindness, don't interfere.

There is only one sentence for the college entrance examination party - if you firmly believe that the college entrance examination can change your fate, please believe in it a little more! If you believe that college doesn't determine your life, be sure a little more!

As a person who has come before, there is no experience to talk about, there is no experience in the world that can guide everyone in the way, and experience is often just one's own.

Release a chapter before the college entrance examination, and wish the college entrance examination party the title of the gold list!

Tonight, let her guard the window for him to repel mosquitoes, and hope that he will sleep peacefully all night, without any disturbance.

Twilight clinged to the flower branch and glanced at Bu Xihuan, glancing and glancing, her eyes contained the resentment she never thought she would have, but a faint smile hung on her lips. Immediately, she took the flower branch in her hand and swept it in front of his chest like a fan, in order to let the mountain breeze carry the fragrance of flowers, help him sleep comfortably, and also to keep mosquitoes from approaching him and keep him from sleeping peacefully.

Along the way, she didn't ask where the march went, and he didn't say anything, but the flowers and branches under the window changed from north to south, from spring to early summer, where did she need to ask? Just look at these flowers. But if people who don't know see it, they think that the emperor is driving this trip to the south to step into spring.

Twilight closed her eyes, took a deep breath of the mountain breeze, and pulled her thoughts back from the magnificent and distant imperial city, returning to the sleeping man beside her.

Twilight looked at the flower branch in her hand in a daze, and when she thought of Sheng Jing, her thoughts seemed to be pulled into the abyss, where there was a person she didn't want to think about and something she didn't want to guess......

It's a pity that I can't go back now.

For two years, she was often in the barracks and did not return to her home often, but the house became more and more like a family home.

In fact, she never had these tastes, but he was in Shengjing, the four seasons in the governor's mansion were the ones he asked, and there were often some rare flowers and branches in her flower hall, and every thing and scene was his mind. She didn't care about these furnishings, she cared more about the codex in the study, the skull in the attic, and often disliked the flowers he placed in the garden to occupy her place, and once threatened to go back to her house next time, if she saw these flowers and branches in her study and attic, she would throw them all out. However, the next time she returned, there was still a new scene in the study and attic, and she had not thrown it out once.

As Twilight moved back to Bu Xihuan's side, she picked up a few green wood branches from the vase under the window. She didn't know that he was busy with marching events every day, and he was worried about her illness, so he guessed that he was probably afraid that she would be sick and bored for a long time, so he had this move, hoping that she would wake up and see these flowers and branches would be in a better mood.

The night breeze blew through the window, and the carriage suddenly cooled down.

Twilight stared at Bu Xihuan's sleeping face for a long time, gently tugged at the hem of his clothes, and then moved to the window, reaching out to poke Fan Tong. The old eunuch's head seemed to have eyes on it, and before Twilight could reach out of the window, he took two steps to the side.

He didn't sleep, he slept very deeply, obviously tired, and he was afraid that he hadn't rested well day and night until now.

But she didn't fall asleep after all, but lay down on his pillow for a while, and then sat up.

The sound of frogs in the mountains came, in the dead of night, Twilight Qing pillowed Bu Xihuan's chest, listening to the steady and powerful heartbeat, and couldn't help but feel greedy, greedy for the temperature under the face, greedy for the light breath above the head, greedy for the familiar bitter fragrance between the nose, greedy for him who made her feel at ease. She wanted to snuggle up to him and sleep like this, one night, one year, all her life, so safe and undisturbed tonight.

Bu Xi closed his eyes, he wanted to nourish his spirits, and then hugged her down when Twilight fell asleep, but he didn't expect to really fall asleep.

The bedding is soft, she is also soft, although the night is long and sultry, he is like in the lazy cloud nest, there is no Huaju can also lie high, let the red dust snare, do not envy the fairy on the top of the clouds.

She's there, and that's enough.

In this life, I once felt that it was more difficult to stay alone and leave loneliness and loneliness forever than to sit on the imperial industry, and now the most difficult person to find is in front of him, sleeping together, and the world is safe.

Bu Xihuan lowered his head, he couldn't see her, but he could smell the faint hibiscus fragrance in her hair, he imagined the black softness of the green silk, but he didn't dare to caress it, he felt her softness, but he didn't dare to hug it, this torture was like ten thousand insects eating bones, he actually felt sweet.

She never knew that there were thousands of gentleness of women in the world, and her gentleness was exactly what he cherished in his heart.

She wants to sleep, so even if he can't, he will sleep - this seems unreasonable, but it is the favor he has always given her. She is not good at words, but she knows that he treats her heart, so she said that she wants to sleep, and she would rather be willful and press him like a town rock, not allowing him to get up, forcing him to rest, and having to sleep if he can't sleep.

This remark was quite unreasonable and capricious, which made the man smile helplessly, shake his head and sigh.

Twilight pretended not to understand, and resolutely pressed on him, refusing to move away for half a minute, and closed her eyes and said, "I want to sleep." ”

This command provoked the man's laughter, as low as the night wind, dumb and lazy, "Qingqing, you are so ...... I can't sleep. ”

The girl frowned, as if she was noisy, and ordered, "Sleep!" ”

The man lay quietly, motionless and silent, but the sound of his heartbeat under his chest was deep and fast, like a drum.

In the car, Bu Xihuan pillowed in the soft pillow, the ink hair was messy, the placket was open, the candlelight shone on half of the chest, the skin was warm and bright, and the half of the chest was pillowed with the girl's thin face, the color was like the peach blossoms that bloomed in the new spring, and the spring powder was annoying.

Outside the car, the Shenjia Army still had the same face, the hidden guard still looked up at the moon, and Fan Xiang took another step in front of the window, blocking it more tightly.

There was another muffled thud, and the carriage shook again.

Bu Xihuan was aware of it this time, but she didn't defend herself, and she violently tore him off his body and pushed him down.

Twilight's hand holding the placket trembled slightly, as if it was her own heart, and after a long time, she suddenly tugged hard and threw the person into the futon!

The man's eyes were intoxicating, and his love words were red-faced, but she knew that with his usual virtue, he would not be satisfied with only verbal flirtation at this time, and probably really wanted to steal some spring fragrance. But he was half-propped up, not only carefully avoiding a skin-to-skin blind date with her, but also slightly leaning away, letting the candlelight in, and returning the light in front of her eyes, while his eyes were full of bloodshots, close to his eyes, so clear.

Bu Xi laughed happily, the laughter was lazy, and it seemed like a sleep-inducing song in the sultry night, soothing her mind, "If it weren't for the realm of perfection, how could you melt at the touch of it?" ”

Her annoyance was not half a bit of false anger, but he knew that she was annoyed by herself, annoyed that she was still trapped by the events of that night, and almost pushed him away, causing him to be sad again.

was pulled down by her, what kind of skill is this!

The girl's fists were clenched tightly, the placket of his clothes was clenched out of the folds, she raised her eyes under him, her eyes were cold, and she gritted her teeth, "You...... Is your practice really perfected? ”

When he returned to his senses, he just blinked his eyes, and he wanted to turn over and avoid it, but the placket of his clothes was tightly pulled by a pair of hands.

The figure under the cover suddenly made Twilight frown, the old coffin, the charcoal fire, and the man's cruel eyes rushed to her eyes in an instant, and she subconsciously wanted to push the person away, and the bitter pine fragrance next to the pillow came, which made her suddenly wake up.

In the car, Bu Xihuan threw Twilight Qing under him, and the two froze at the same time.

Outside the car, the Shenjia army did not squint, the hidden guard looked up at the moon in the treetops, Fan Tong lowered his eyes and moved a step to the window expressionlessly, just blocking half of the window.

There was a muffled thud, and the carriage shook.

Bu Xihuan was losing his mind, and he was dragged by Twilight, but he didn't sit down and planted his head!

"Sleep." Twilight folded the robe and carefully received it to the pillow, and when she saw that Bu Xihuan was still stunned, she simply took his hand and dragged the person to the pillow.

That distraction made Twilight's heart sour, and she reached out to take away the military newspaper in Bu Xihuan's hand, and moved behind him to help him widen his robe. The night breeze is clear, and the man sits facing the window, like a fairy on Qiongchi, but he is deeply touched by the red dust. He looked at the girl in a daze, and saw the silver candle shining on the red robe, the red robe spread on the girl's knees, she lowered her head to fold the clothes for him, carefully and carefully, as if caressing the treasure of the world, and the love was extremely heavy. The window is half opened, and the moonlight creeps in, reflecting on the girl's eyebrows, becoming the softest scenery in the world.

Bu Xihuan was stunned, and saw that Twilight Qing moved the pillow to the middle, and it was difficult to come back to her senses for a while.

Twilight's eyes were slightly hot when she heard this, and when she saw him turn his face and pick up the military newspaper from his side to read, she subconsciously reached out and grabbed his sleeve, "Not tired?" It's late at night, go to sleep. ”

"It's time to go to the river in half a month, the hours of tonight's deliberations are longer, and I must come back early tomorrow night." When he took the empty tea bowl and handed it out of the window, the moonlight shone between the bright eyebrows, and the shame just condensed and dispersed, and when Fan Tong retreated outside the window, the man turned back and was full of joy and anger, and only coaxed her gently, "The night is still long, let's sleep for a while, I'm here, don't be afraid of disturbing." ”

Twilight held the tea bowl and drank a bowl of white water with a bittersweet taste.

Twilight sat up, and Bu Xihuan tasted it before handing over the tea bowl, which contained white water, and the temperature was just right. These days, she has never gotten off the carriage, but she knows that there are three gods and armor guards around the carriage, and there are hidden guards hiding in the shadows, and the guards are so strict that it is difficult for birds to enter. Rao is like this, Bu Xihuan will still taste her dietary decoction in person, even if these have been tested by Wu Jin before sending them, he has never neglected half a point.

When Twilight came back to her senses, she saw that there was already a tea servant outside the window, and the waiter was still wearing a palace robe, with a wrinkled old face expressionless, and at a glance she knew that it was Fan Tong.

"Thirsty?" Bu Xihuan asked.

Bu Xihuan also understands medical science, Xu is the same as he feels that the opportunity is rare, and at night he takes advantage of her sleep to calm her breath, how many days she is sick, how many days he sleeps all night.

For more than a month, she has repeatedly burned hot, and the eldest brother is not in a hurry, but says it is a good thing. She has not stopped for several years, and the disease has been stagnant, and now she has a seizure, which is better than accumulating for a long time and eventually becoming a vicious disease. The eldest brother decocted a few doses of medicine, asked her to heal slowly, and gave her an injection every five days, taking the opportunity of the onset of illness to draw out the cold poison in her body, he said that this is a good time to clean up the poison and regulate the five organs, and survive this time, not only will she not have to suffer from cold poison in the future, but even the foundation of her body will be much stronger.

On the day she woke up from a long illness, because the white robe mistook him, he changed back to the red robe the next day, and the robe was also smoked with pine incense. His exercises have been perfected, and there is no need to smoke incense anymore, this mind is for her...... She had nightmares at night, and he was afraid that she would wake up frightened, so he changed back into her familiar robe, and smoked her familiar rosin. Not only that, but she has no dreams at night these days, which is probably related to the fact that he uses his internal energy to calm her mind while she is asleep.

Her heart was like a mirror, and he didn't sleep all night.

She sometimes got hot and woke up thirsty at night, and when she asked him when he would come back, he always said he had just come. When she woke up from her sleep in the morning, she always saw him sitting cross-legged beside her, reading the military intelligence report, and asked him when he woke up, and he always said that he had just woken up.

These days the weather is hot and sultry, the doors and windows are closed at night, and it is difficult to sleep, but the army is camped outside, and the doors and windows are open for fear of assassins, so Bu Xihuan will personally keep vigil, and these days he will sit beside her every night, guarding the windows, repelling mosquitoes, just for her to sleep well.

She was sick all the way, but she wasn't sick and stupid, he thought she didn't know anything?

Twilight opened her eyes and glanced at the window, which was half open, the moon hung in the air, the night breeze was clear, and it was very cool in the carriage, she was disturbed by nightmares tonight, and she woke up with no sweat on her body—he must not have just returned.

"......" deceives people.

"Just now." He said.

Twilight closed her eyes and was a little greedy for this feeling, and indulged herself for a while before asking, "When did you come back?" ”

Bu Xihuan's hand suddenly tightened, and there was a faint distressed look at the bottom of his eyes, and then there was a very light palm force through the palm of Dusk Qing, light like the wind of the fairy mountain, warm as a jade Que Qiongquan, wandering between the meridians and viscera, slowly returning to the heart, and not being able to protect it for a long time.

“…… Fire. Twilight was undecided, and her qi was weak and weak.

"Nightmare again?" When Bu Xihuan lowered her head and asked, a faint pine fragrance came into Duqing's nose, and the bitter breath made her eyebrows loosen.

A wake-up call was like thunder, the dark power that held her suddenly collapsed, the corpse river and the sea of fire gradually disappeared, and the sound of fighting was far away from the ears, only the sound of insects was heard, and the candlelight was hazy, the lover was on the side, the ten fingers were interlocked, and the world was safe, nothing more than this.

Half a river away, as if thousands of miles away, he heard her cry on the warship, and her voice seemed to come from thousands of miles away, "...... Qingqing, I'm here! I'm here...... Wake up! ”

The farther south you go, the hotter the weather becomes, Twilight had no dreams at night for some days, but this night she dreamed back to Yizhuang, dreaming that the brazier overturned, Yizhuang fell into the sea of fire, the night wind swept the sparks and flew out for thousands of miles, and the mountain fire ignited the barracks. The army drove across the river, the river bank was full of charcoal corpses and dead horses, the fire men poured into the river one by one, burning the warships of the Jiangnan Navy Division, the sea of fire on the river continued to float thousands of corpses, billowing black smoke covered the sky and the moon, and the river was like a pool of blood. In the darkness, there was an invisible hand that pulled her away, she watched Bu Xihuan and Zhang Tong people swing their swords on the warship to kill the enemy, the fire and black smoke were about to swallow them, she rushed into the river, but was pulled farther and farther, in despair, she shouted at the river: "Bu Xihuan!" Joy ...... Walk"

Along the road, no state city sent troops to stop him, but despite this, Bu Xihuan still went to the military tent every night after camping to discuss matters, and when he returned to the carriage, it was often late at night.

In the past few years, she has not stopped, and as soon as she rests, the old diseases and new injuries have occurred at the same time, which is menacing, resulting in continuous fever, and it will only improve after more than a month. And for the rest of the month, the great army marching south by day, camping at night, walking unhurriedly, as for the war...... Not once.

These things, Bu Xihuan and Wu Jin did not mention, Twilight Qing did not ask, in the days that followed, she really did as she promised Wu Jin, no longer bothered, just recuperated from her injuries.

-- How to get out of the city at the beginning, who is now in charge of Shengjing City, how well are the people in the governor's mansion, how many troops are going south, how to solve the grain and grass on the marching road, what is the route of the march, how many troops can be sent to block the state city along the road, how many battles have been fought so far, how many casualties have been lost, when can we get to the river, how can we cross the river, and how can the 200,000 sailors in the south of the Yangtze River be willing to take over? Also, is Hu Yanhao alive or dead?

She only answered quietly, and didn't ask a word about the rest.

Twilight heard the south, her face did not move, and her eyes did not wave.

"Okay, you have been sick for a long time and just woke up, so you shouldn't work hard, and you should take good care of yourself on the way south." A small bowl of porridge was finished in a moment, and Wu Jin put the dishes away and said.

He gave something, but I hope the Zheng family doesn't feel hot.

The Zheng family will have a bright future, and they may be able to return to the imperial hospital and shine on the lintel. But if you don't like it, you will be very embarrassed, and if you are in the middle of the court, you can taste the taste of the dire water slowly.

In the year when he treated Yuan Xiu's heart disease in the northwest, he saw that Yuan Xiu's temperament had changed, the seam wound and heart disease on his heart were the pain of his life, and the prescription in Zheng Angelica's hand was not only a life-saving prescription for him, but also a knife to kill him. Whenever he sees Zheng Angelica, he will think of the past, he will be the sand in his eyes, even if he has to use it for his life, he will never like it.

Such a good prescription, with Zheng Angel's understanding of the medical Tao, he must understand, and although the imperial hospital is full of quacks, there are also a few shrewd people. Once the reputation of Zheng Angelica's sewing skills spreads, this recipe will be known by the imperial hospital sooner or later, and the origin of Zheng Angelica's technique, it is not difficult for Yuan Xiu to find out.

The army went south, and the medicinal materials were as precious as gold, and he gave them to the Zheng family, but his skills were not so good. Yuan Xiu's heart disease has become a chronic disease, he will definitely not use his medicine and prescription anymore, those quacks in the imperial hospital must look for a good cure in order to cure his heart disease, and it is this prescription that he left in the Zheng family. Zheng Angelica's daughter was born prematurely, and was born with a lack of heart qi, considering that the fierce medicine is like a poison for the baby, he prescribed the medicine very mildly and cautiously, at first glance the effect of the medicine is very small, but the perennial use of it must have the effect of consolidating the foundation and cultivating the yuan, which is a good prescription for the health of the world.

"Since you call me big brother, why do you need to be polite to me?" Wu Jin shook his head, and two eyelashes covered the glow at the bottom of his eyes.

"Anyway, thank you big brother, for saving me the pain of my life."

At that time, the eldest brother must have been too busy saving her and lacked skills, and because he was annoyed by the Su family, he pushed the matter of saving people to Zheng Angelica, regardless of Zheng Angelica being in a coma, he woke up with a needle.

Inconvenient to get into? Aren't you happy?

"......" Twilight came back to her senses and sighed helplessly.

"What happened that night may not be a disaster for the Zheng family, you don't have to blame yourself. When Su Shi was about to give birth, it was inconvenient for me to enter the house, so I woke up Zheng Angelica and taught him how to sew up wounds. Although this method is appalling, the lives of his wife and daughter were saved, and this reputation spread, and he will be the only Lang Zhong in Jiangbei who can perform this technique in the future. I also gave medicine and prescriptions before leaving, with this skill, I am afraid that the Zheng family will not have a future in Shengjing? The Su clan may still think that this knife is worth it. Wu Jin continued to talk about the Zheng family while feeding the rice porridge.

Twilight wasn't used to it, but she didn't refuse, her mind being taken over by the words of the march.

"You've just woken up, so it's better to have some light porridge. During the march, the food was not exquisite, so I had to make do with it for a few days. Wu Jin picked up the bowl, obviously with the intention of serving the porridge and vegetables.

Twilight Qing was caught in speculation, and when she came back to her senses, she smelled a thick fragrance of rice, Wu Jin had opened the food box, and the porridge and side dishes were all filled with tea bowls and saucers, the portion was not much, and the rice fragrance was attractive.

Isn't that step already known?

But...... The kid even said this, could he even say what happened in the Yizhuang that night?

Huyan Charee's child was withdrawn and would never talk to anyone, and even said this, thinking that he was very annoyed that she had thrown him on the mountain. She always felt that she could imagine the child's angry expression, and he must have gritted his teeth and scolded her in front of Bu Xihuan and the eldest brother, "That woman is so stupid!" ”

Twilight was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

"I heard that you told a story about Saion's lost horse to Dibe's little prince?" Wu Jin asked as she put the ointment away.

Twilight listened, and a hanging heart slowly let go, but she still had a look of self-blame.

Wu Jin concentrated on the things in front of him, as if the past was far from insignificant, but it was because she wanted to know that he bothered to speak, "Su's foundation is much more solid than yours, she is not pregnant with the first child, it didn't take much time when she gave birth, but she lost her blood and qi when she was tortured, and she was injured and her vitality was greatly injured, and whether she could make up for it in the future depends on her husband's medical skills." The girl is also fateful, Hu Yanhao was shallow and injured her mother, but she didn't hurt her, but she came to this world more than a month early, and her body will definitely be weaker in the future. ”

"Unharmed." Wu Jin was wearing medicine, and his always gentle voice was a little cold, the doors and windows of the carriage were closed, but there was a faint cool breeze, "Mrs. Zheng was overly frightened, Zheng Angelica injured her muscles and bones, and the Su family was in childbirth, and the family couldn't withstand the long journey, so they stayed in Zhengjiazhuang." ”

The ointment was applied to the palm of the palm and was cold, and Twilight looked at it for a while and asked, "Does the eldest brother know what happened to the Zheng family?" The child in Su's womb...... Are you okay? ”

While speaking, Wu Jin took out a jade box from his sleeve, and a green leaf was carved on the box, the leaf was verdant, accompanied by the fragrance of medicine, which made people feel comfortable at a glance.

Wu Jin frowned, the words of death sounded harsh, and a little arrogance was added between his eyebrows, which reminded people of the night flowers blooming in the alley, Gu Fang admired himself and disdained to compete for spring, "If the king of Hades wants to accept you, he has to ask me first." ”

"I don't know how to practice medicine, but big brother don't forget that I am a man, and it is my profession to check the death and injury, and the severity of the injury can be known at a glance."

"Oh? When will you be practicing medicine? ”

Twilight lowered her head, her thin chin melted into the brocade quilt, and a clump of summer flowers softened her gaze. She stretched out her hand and said, "It won't hurt your muscles and veins, just take care of it for a few more days." ”

"Only someone told me that your grip was very tight, and that it hurt, and told me not to try again, for fear that it would hurt you again." Wu Jin said softly, gentle and drizzly, as if he was afraid that a little louder would startle the sick person.

Wu Jin sat down cross-legged, seeing that the lights and candles were far away, the brocade quilt was red, and the Rongxiu in the room couldn't set off the girl's complexion in illness. She was not fat and pink, and she had been lying on the sickbed for a long time, which added a little delicate. This delicate is what the daughter's family should have, but it is added to her, but it makes people feel distressed for no reason.

Twilight glanced at the food box, knowing that it was Bu Xihuan's thoughts, sighed silently, and said with a faint smile: "Didn't anyone tell the eldest brother that I had just woken up and hurt people?" ”

Twilight Qing wanted to get up, and Wu Jin said, "Don't waste your energy, lie down quickly." ”

Wu Jin sat in the carriage and put the lantern in the corner, and the old butler of the palace brought in a food box from behind, and then respectfully closed the door.

When Wu Jin came, Twilight Qing was half-asleep and half-awake, and when she heard the sound of the door, she glanced out in a daze, and saw that it was getting late, and a person with a lantern stood outside the carriage, the mountain wind was galloping, the cloud sleeves were rolled, and the bonfire was backdropping.

Who said that a woman turns her face like a book? The man turned his face, and it was clear that he was faster than the woman!

Twilight stared at the closed car door, stunned for a long time.

Twilight looked up, but saw that Bu Xihuan had already gotten out of the carriage, and with a flick of the cloud sleeves, the door closed with the wind.

“……！”

"It's not possible to mention the past, I have a lot of accounts waiting to be settled with you."

“……”

After a while, I heard him say: "I saw that you were fine, and as soon as you opened your eyes, you had the strength to hurt people and assassinate your husband." ”

Bu Xi happily looked at the twilight, he had not returned to his senses for a long time, his eyes were bright and bright, like grass and trees sewing spring, containing the peach and plum color of the world.

"Give me some time, I'll be fine." She remembered that she had promised him that there was nothing to hide from them, and that she needed to let him know her thoughts, and share the joys and sorrows. But she didn't want him to share the pain of that night, and she didn't want him to blame himself.

Outside the carriage, the mountain breeze is slow, the red glow is all over the sky, the man looks back at the car, the sleeves rise in the wind, the red glow dyes the face, at first glance if the jade is blooming, it is very good-looking.

Bu Xihuan was stunned and turned back!

"Regret the joy." When the door of the carriage creaked open, Twilight suddenly spoke, and the voice was small and hoarse, but it sounded like a spring thunder in the man's ears.

Bu Xihuan didn't make a sound again, and then he heard the sound of his robe, which was as light as a breeze, and he didn't know whose sigh.

“…… Well. Twilight agreed.

"Then call Wu Jin to check the pulse, okay? He's worried about you these days, too. Bu Xihuan changed his way, he knew that she didn't want to worry people, and when Wu Jin was mentioned, she would definitely agree.

Twilight shook her head, she had no appetite, only lacked.

"......" has been more than ten days?

"You've slept for more than ten days, and you're only hanging by soup, so I'll send someone to deliver a bowl of porridge?" Bu Xihuan moved the medicine stove back to the window as he spoke, and the painful color was hidden behind the incense, but it added a little paleness to his face.

That day, the city was parted, almost separated by yin and yang, and at this moment they should have hugged each other and complained to each other, but because of self-blame, the two of them each added a lot of trouble.

The words rolled through my throat and burned my heart when I swallowed them.

Qingqing, I ...... after all Didn't protect you, did I?

That night, when she fell off the wall, he carried her into the carriage in which Wu Jin was riding, and when Wu Jin stopped her bleeding and checked her pulse, the finger marks on her wrists were bruised purple...... In these days when she was unconscious, seeing that she was not stable day and night, and he was not stable, he always remembered the scene of her killing herself at the wall of the old village, just like seeing the mother concubine in the coffin.

His gaze fell on the back of her ear, the tooth marks that she could not cover no matter how tightly she wrapped herself, and he had already seen the wounds on her body.

This call is deeply affectionate and forbearing.

"Qingqing......" Bu Xihuan called Twilight again.

He ascended the throne at the age of six, and only hoped to be pro-government, but at the critical moment of success, he abandoned the country and begged her. Is it not enough for her to experience it once, but also to talk about it in detail, so that he can also taste the humiliation?

-- It's not that I won't go back, but I can't go back.

Zhengjiazhuang is only thirty miles away from Shengjing City! Why not go back to the city?

She had just woken up from a long illness, and although many things were still unknown, she had already remembered the events of that night. At that time, there were thousands of troops and horses on the periphery of Zhengjiazhuang, and Yue Kill and Wuya Aji arrived, indicating that the army was very likely to be the Jiangbei Water Division! But the water division was seen by the Xiao Cavalry Battalion and the Northwest Army in the big camp, how could it send troops? Moreover, even if the palace is successful, there should be chaos in the city, so under such a situation, how can he be allowed to go out of the city? Ten thousand steps back, even if he had arranged everything and ventured out of the city to find her, then why was she not in the palace now, but in the carriage?

Tell him that although Hu Yanhao had been violent to her that night, fortunately he didn't succeed, so he wanted him to be as happy as her?

Tell the truth?

She realized that she was scared at that time, but she didn't have time to think about it at that time, and now the love is not over, she will meet him again after nine deaths, how do you want her to face him?

That night, she was bent on escaping, except for provoking Hu Yanhao and luring him to attack her, she couldn't find the blind spot to secretly untie the rope. She didn't care about the danger when she took the risk, until when she was changing clothes at Zheng's house, she saw the marks left by the violence and struggle all over her body—strangulation marks, finger marks, abrasions, bruises, and hideous eyes.

Those wounds on her body...... He's seen it all, right?

Bu Xihuan's gentle call made Twilight drill into the brocade quilt, and she didn't say a word, only wrapped herself tighter - not that she didn't want to respond, but she didn't have the shame to face it.

"Qingqing?"

She wrapped herself tightly, and her quilt was full of flowers, and her sickly face was more and more pale than snow. She was still weak, and she felt tired when she woke up, but she didn't dare to sleep, as soon as she closed her eyes, her eyes would be filled with the hideousness of the night.

A bowl of medicine was drunk for half a lifetime, and when Bu Xihuan put down the bowl, Twilight Qing lay down.

A bowl of medicine, he fed slowly, she drank silently, the crisp sound of the spoon and bowl touching became a song of its own, like some unspeakable heart.

Twilight's eyes tingled, and she lowered her head and drank the decoction one by one, the bitter taste was so astringent that it was difficult to swallow, and she couldn't taste the sweetness when she first woke up.

Bu Xihuan's determined gaze made Twilight feel guilty, and just as she didn't know how to deal with it, the man turned his head to pick up the medicine bowl, unhurriedly scooped a spoonful of soup and handed it over, as if nothing had happened, but Twilight was keenly aware that his hand was raised very low, and the cloud-like sleeve shadow was not covering her.

The light in the carriage was dim, and I don't know what time it was, but the carriage stopped and did not leave, and the voices of people were in the distance, which made the carriage too quiet and the atmosphere was awkward.

Twilight came back to her senses and was stunned on the spot.

Bu Xihuan's hand froze and stopped in mid-air.

Twilight frowned and closed her eyes, subconsciously curling up and sideways to avoid it.

But before the hand arrived, the shadow came first, and the shadow of the sleeve was faint, covering the top of Twilight's head, she suddenly froze, and the light in front of her was fleeting, and she was caught off guard from passing the scene of the night-the charcoal fire was burning not far away, the sound of tearing clothes in her ears was piercing, the smell of strange men was in her nose, and the eyes of the Liao soldiers in a room were burning, and the figures on the ground were overlapping, with teeth and claws......

Bu Xihuan put down the medicine bowl and reached out to stroke it.

Twilight Qing pulled the high brocade quilt, choked and coughed, and the shadow was reflected on the window, like a spring breeze blowing bamboo branches.

She was wearing a plain shirt, with blue sleeves, elegant and elegant, but the clothes were loosely tied, and when she looked down, she saw that the spring was hidden in the cloud mountains, the snow peaks were piled up, and the beautiful plum broke the jade snow fragrance.

Twilight was stabbed by this cautious look of affection, and couldn't help but avoid her gaze, but she inadvertently caught a glimpse of the clothes on her body, and immediately choked!

Twilight stretched her eyebrows, this subtle expression made Bu Xihuan look at it, Twilight felt it, and subconsciously looked at it, crashing into the man's gaze. The eyes are like the sea, the clouds are high, the mountains and rivers are thousands of miles, and she lives alone. The sea is deep and boundless, wanting to set off big waves, afraid of swallowing her, wanting to swell waves, afraid of startling her, so I have to endure myself, not even a trace of the wind, as if she is a wisp of pure soul, scattered with the wind, and it is difficult to find her.

The decoction enters the throat, like a sweet spring, and this bitter and sweet taste of the world is tasted after a long illness and first awakening, and then I feel precious.

Seeing Bu Xihuan scooping up a spoonful of decoction and handing it over, Twilight lowered her head and drank it silently, looking a little as well-behaved as a little daughter-in-law.

Bu Xihuan's clothes have never been so plain, she has never been afraid of him, but at this moment, she feels that he is a little intimidating, and she can't help but feel even more weak.

The fragrance of the medicine is far away, and the man can see that the white robe is like a cloud pile, the ink hair is like black satin, and in the darkness it is like a person sitting in a painting in an ancient scroll.

Bu Xihuan tasted the decoction, looked up and glanced at Twilight Qing through Xiangsi, and saw that she was not showing her face as she endured the pain, and couldn't help frowning. Gently frowned, then let go again, locked all kinds of emotions in the bottom of his eyes, and when he reached out to remove the medicine stove under the window, there were no waves in his eyes.

Her hands were burned by the charcoal basin, and a thick layer of ointment was applied to her palms, because she had just hurt people in her sleep, and the scabs had cracked, and her palms hurt when she held them.

That night, all kinds of things were forced by the situation, and Twilight Qing didn't feel that there was anything wrong, but remembering the pale face that she snatched the knife from her hand and stood on the village road when she was on the line of life and death, she was a little weak after all, and felt that she couldn't live with him, so she quietly took the hosta aside.

…… Because of her self-inflicted act that night?

Twilight listened to this faint tone and the prickly allusion in her words, even if she was still slow to wake up after a long illness, she could hear that she was in a bad mood.

"Holding it so tightly, if it is a beloved thing, it probably won't be allowed at will in the future." Bu Xihuan spoke unhurriedly, reached out and picked up a medicine bowl from the tray beside him, the medicine bowl was warm, he still scooped up the soup and tasted it himself.

The tearing pain in her palm interrupted Twilight's thoughts, and she woke up to see that Bu Xihuan had withdrawn her hand, and the hairpin was still in her hand. When she was distracted, he should have wanted to take the hairpin away, but she held it too tightly, and he pulled her injuries as soon as he took it.

"Shhh

The man under the old tree of the cliff mountain gave a hairpin, and the hairpin was held outside the old shrine on the mountainside, and the old courtyard wall raised a knife to kill himself, and then ......

The hosta was an unforgettable thing for her, and looking at the verdant jade, memories suddenly flooded into her mind like a torrent.

But even through the incense, Twilight could still tell where his gaze was, and she followed it, and saw her own hand. Her hand was raised, with a murderous attitude, the murder weapon was not a charcoal basin, but a hosta, the tip of the hairpin pointed at Bu Xihuan's throat, if he moved forward, blood would definitely splash on the windowsill.

"I knew that my throat hurt, but I didn't feel that my hand hurt?" Bu Xihuan sat by the window and did not move, and the tone was unpredictable.

Twilight still struggled to make a sound, and the result of her impulsive opening mouth was a burning pain in her throat, so real that it didn't feel like she was in a dream.

Joy!

This voice has long been piercing, and it is impossible to hear it wrong under the Nine Springs.

This sound!

“……”

"Every time you are sick, your ability to recognize people is amazing."

Twilight moved her lips, but her throat was on fire, and it was difficult to make a sound, only vaguely seeing the man raise his eyebrows, his voice ethereal, lazy to the bone, slow and cold.

Underworld ...... White impermanence?

Twilight Qing didn't wake up in a daze, remembering that Fang was still experiencing that nightmarish reincarnation on the long Huangquan Road, and at this moment he saw a man in white.

A man sat by the window by the hearth, the dim light was indiscerning, and the incense was as light as mountain mist. The man was dressed in a white robe, his black hair was scattered, close in front of him and far away, like an immortal, and like a ghost.

When Twilight was stunned, the man had already sat up, only to see that the fire had not started, the straw mat was gone, and in the blink of an eye, there was a world in front of him - low and flat, with gorgeous brocade on all sides, a window on both sides, a magnolia carved on the window, and an incense burner under the window.

Unexpectedly, the man avoided it, and that avoidance was clear and agile, which made people feel careless.

It doesn't hurt to be reincarnated in a dream, she still burns him again!

Twilight Qing was furious, opened her eyes suddenly, reached out and grabbed her, and there was a heart-wrenching pain in her palm, and the pain spread all over her limbs, she gritted her teeth and endured it, grabbed the thing and attacked the person on her body fiercely!

There was a chill in front of him, accompanied by the sound of her clothes being torn, Hu Yanhao tyrannically choked her throat, leaned over and kissed her ear, the lips were slightly cold, but the breath was so hot that it burned people to ashes.

When Twilight was frightened, she was torn down by a violent force, and the white lantern that she knocked down suddenly burned, and the fire burned beside her, but the white lantern turned into a brazier with charcoal fire at some point, and the flames were reflected in Hu Yanhao's eyes, and the light was as blue as a wolf.

Hu Yanhao?!

The man under the straw mat also sat up suddenly, and the straw mat drooped down, revealing a man's face, which was slightly lowered, a hideous scar under the left eye broke the heroic face, and the corners of his mouth were like evil ghosts.

Twilight's eyes were cold, and she grabbed the corner of the mat and slammed it!

It's not Daddy's hand!

The hand was bright and slender, and it looked a little pale in the frost-white candlelight—pale, not black and purple.

A white lantern on the ground, and the dim light of a candle was quietly shining on the corpse's head. The face was covered by the straw mat, and only two hands stretched straight out from under the straw mat, and Twilight was so shocked that her hair exploded and her back was cold, staring at the hand that held her wrist!

Twilight was stunned for a moment, the hand grabbed her squarely, and before she could come back to her senses, she saw another move under the straw mat, and the other hand reached out, stroked her sideburns, and straightened her messy green silk, gently and slowly.

Under the straw mat, a hand suddenly stretched out!

The voice choked in her throat, and Twilight twisted the corner of the mat and gently uncovered it.

Father......

Now that the real murderer is dead, it makes people sigh, I don't know if my father may be blind?

Twilight picked up the white lantern in front of the house and carried the lantern into the hall, where she had to borrow the hand of the gatekeeper to open the straw mat in front of her, and now she squatted beside the straw mat, and there was some anticipation in her heart. Over the years, she has not often dreamed of the black and purple face under the straw mat, if she sees her father in her dreams, it is often the same as in the past, but when the sky is blue and white, she often wants to draft the face under the mat, reminding herself that she always thinks of her father's revenge, and the revenge is not avenged, and it will not stop for a day.

The old man who guarded the door floated into the night sky, his thin camel posture was quite ghostly, and before being blown away by the strong wind, a strange smile appeared on his distorted face, which was eerie.

The big air is high, the wind is galloping, and the majesty is like a mountain!

"I praised you for being a bold ......" The old man's sneer pulled Twilight's senses back, and before she finished speaking, Twilight raised her sleeves and swept away!

Twilight had already looked into the hall, although she knew that what she had seen now was only a remnant, and when she saw this straw mat boot again, it was still in great pain, and she couldn't move for a long time.

The candlelight was frosty white, and there was a straw mat on the floor of the hall, and a person was rolled in the straw mat, and the exposed feet were wearing double official boots, and there was no embroidery on the black satin and white background.

"Oh, there's someone, let's see." The old man who was guarding the door chattered, standing on the steps and shining a lantern on the ground.

At that time, he was separated from his father's yin and yang, and from then on, he could only be in the south of the Jiangbei Sijiangnan, and he sacrificed across the river in June every year. Now that she has returned to this place, if she can see her father again, even if she says a few words, she will have no regrets in this life.

This is really her obsession in the world......

Twilight Qing didn't say a word, she was already in tears, she was wearing a plain skirt and a shoulder drape, dressed as a daughter, where did she come from?

"It turns out that I came to find the old man, come in, the person is in the Zhuangzi." The old man guarding the door turned around and entered the Zhuangzi, hunched over with a lantern to lead the way, and his voice was as old as a bird, "You were hired by the Dusk family, right?" You kid is a bold man, and he has never dared to come to Yizhuang to carry the corpse at night. ”

"Sir, I'm looking for someone." Twilight Qing looked at the old man guarding the door, and his words were as good as before, word for word, but every word was difficult, "Excuse me, Gushui County...... Twilight Mountain, twilight old, can you be in the village? ”

-- Everything is the same as it was three years ago.

The door creaked open, and a thin old man with a hunchback carried a white lantern, sleepy-eyed.

Three sounds, like a sinking bell, devastating.

Knock knock.

Her legs suddenly seemed to be cast into stone, and Twilight stood silently on the street, and after a while, she walked over and knocked on the door of Yizhuang.

Bianhe City Yizhuang.

Yizhuang.

It looks like an official office, but it is not an official office, and there are no lights and candles hanging at the entrance of the ya, and the old plaque can be seen by the light of a longevity shop.

Twilight woke up from her sleep, woke up and fell asleep, her body was like a wisp of pure soul, I don't know how many times it was reincarnated, upside down and tormented, endlessly. In a trance, she found a faint white light in the dark, followed the walk, the bluestone under her feet appeared, she looked down, saw the bluestone crevices with moss, the drizzle washed, the emerald green is pleasant, reminding people of Jiangnan. When she looked up again, she stood alone on the empty and lonely long street, and she could see an official office as far as her eyes could see.

After the horizontal knife was a warm and sticky salty, a tender yellow sprout, and then what happened and where she went, she couldn't remember, the person standing at the end of the village road seemed to be just a vision, a wisp of residual thoughts left in the world at the end of her life.

Since then, he has experienced the hardships of bumps, the carriages and horses are tired, the mountains of Yizhuang are deep, the old village and the old ancestral hall, go and return, and pay for his life......

Only that night, dressing up in front of the mirror, wearing a drama robe, and two marriage letters, finally had something to rely on in this life. However, the state affairs have not been decided, the family secrets cannot be announced, and the days are still not idle, until her identity is revealed to the world, thinking that she can finally stay together in front of others, but she was tied out of the city by a rope.

Twilight had a long dream, in which there were no relatives, wandering, and the light and shadow in the darkness swept like a marquee, sweeping the home, the Bianhe, the grassland, and the desert. The border city is far away, the temple is high, and there is no place to rest after walking through most of the mountains and rivers.