The third young master glanced at Shu E deeply, no longer attached, reached out to hold the wine bowl, and drank it all.

"Third Young Master, I've been with you for so long, but I've never seen you drink." Shu E helped the third young master pour wine with a smile, but suddenly remembered the drunken appearance of the third young master when he came back from the Dong Mansion, and couldn't help blushing, smiling and not talking anymore.

"What? Remembered something? The third young master looked at Shu E's face reflecting the candlelight, full of shyness and smile, and also asked with a smile.

Shu E felt embarrassed, hurriedly missed the conversation, and said: "Third young master, I heard that this wine is called red millet wine, you look at this color, it is really beautiful." It's a pity that when you put it in such a coarse porcelain bowl, it will be a little discolored. ”

The Third Young Master couldn't help laughing and said, "This wine is spicy and sweet, and it has both, coupled with this dark and thin red, which is just right for the thick desolation of this northwest yellow earth." If you use fine porcelain white bowls, bean celadon bowls, but it will lose a lot of color, but it is not as good as such coarse porcelain, which increases the meaning of simplicity. ”

Shu E pursed her lips and smiled: "It's just a glass of wine, how can there be so much exquisiteness?" It's like someone wears something, right? ”

The third young master smiled and nodded.

Shu E said: "Since what I said is reasonable, the young master will drink another bowl, and when the young master marries the young grandmother, I don't know if the young master will drink like this, the young grandmother will not be careful." ”

The wine bowl in the third young master's hand was slowly put down.

Shu E said slowly: "Third Young Master, the master and the wife are waiting for you to go back. ”

The military songs outside the tent gradually stopped, and only the army was left to play more farther.

Shu E sat silently and quietly looked at the handsome face of the third young master.

A thick mutton fat candle had burned to the end, and the light burst into flames, Shu'e suddenly woke up from her dream, reached out and picked up the wine jar, and poured the wine to the ground little by little.

The color of the red millet wine is a faint dark red, as if someone had originally dripped a drop of blood on the bowl.

Shu E gently threw the empty wine jar on the ground, making a soft "clang" sound.

The third young master was still lying quietly on the low table, snorting softly, sleeping soundly.

Shu E pulled out the longer half of the candle, there was no candlestick, and when the candle flickered, the melted mutton fat rolled onto her hand. Shu E held a candle and burned it little by little in the camp tent.

It's just that the life of the party members is far from simple, and there are no furnishings in the army. In the camp where Shu E was, in addition to the wooden stake tied to her, the low table where the third young master was lying on his stomach, the rest was the bed made of hay bales and mats on the side of the tent. The rope tied to the hay had already been cut by Shu'e, and she just laid the hay one by one at the edge of the tent.

Gently, gently, put the hay in handful, and then put it on the spot.

Suddenly the tent was filled with the smell of hay burning, and the red millet wine that had been poured on the ground and had been soaked in the soil was accompanied by the fire, and it also gave off the fragrance. The leather tent, which was not easy to light, turned yellow and charred under the scorching flames, emitting a scorching smell, and finally burned as well.

Shu E held the half bowl of red millet wine in her bowl and looked at it carefully.

In the light of the fire, the red millet wine had turned a bright red, and it couldn't stop beating, as if the wine had turned into flames. Shu'e's throat suddenly became very tight, as if the fire in the room had scorched her, and the smoke had smoked into her throat.

Shu E held the wine bowl, touched the third young master's wine bowl lightly, took a sip, and tears flowed straight down. This wine is really spicy.

This was followed by the sound of horses' hooves galloping outside the tent and angry orders: "Save the man!"

Shu E's heart moved slightly, but her expression was still as sad as usual, her hazy eyes looked at the sleeping side face of the third young master, and said softly: "Li Yuanhao is here." ”

Li Yuanhao really came.

The sound of his shouting command had not subsided, and the hoofs of the Yellow Wind Horse had reached the tent, and then the sergeants replied neatly, "Yes."

Shu E smiled faintly, and around the tent, silently, there were so many people standing.

Shu E held the wine bowl in both hands and drank all the wine in the bowl. The smell of burning in the leather tent made Shu E cough uncontrollably, and outside the tent was the sound of soldiers shouting for fire, and the sound of beating the tent, but the curtain of the tent had been piled up with hay and burned, but no one came in through the curtain.

Huang Fengma let out a long hiss, and the soldiers all shouted in unison: "General." Before hearing the sound of Li Yuanhao dismounting, Shu E only felt that the fire flashed in front of her, and a leather tent flew out with a tongue of fire. When the soldiers of the party spoke again, Shu E didn't know what Lu Dao was talking about, but his tone was humble and eager, as if he was pleading for something. Immediately after that, Li Yuanhao's figure had already walked to Shu E's side.

In the smoke of the flames, Shu E's eyes were smoked red with tears, as if they were not open. Shu E saw Li Yuanhao's figure and laughed in a low voice.

didn't ask Shu'e what happened, Li Yuanhao just stretched out his hand and wanted to pull Shu'e up. Shu E didn't pick up Li Yuanhao's hand, just glanced at the third young master fixedly, then staggered, stood up by herself, although her steps were a little staggering, she still walked step by step towards the broken place of the camp, and never looked back, didn't look at Li Yuanhao, didn't look at the few soldiers who rushed in, and didn't look at who carried the third young master.

Shu E just walked forward on her own, and some soldiers came up to shout, but no one stopped her. Shu E heard Li Yuanhao whispering something behind him, and then ran forward desperately.

Shu E never knew that she could run so fast, almost as fast as riding a snowhoof. There was silence on the yellow earth in the dark night, except for little campfires burning in the north and south directions.

Shu E ran towards the east with all her might.

The silk ribbon with the long hair on his head had spread out, and the long hair hung down like a soft curtain made of silk.

But before she had gone far, Shu'e heard the sound of horses' hooves. Don't look back, it's the voice of the yellow wind. There were no soldiers to stop him, it was Li Yuanhao who caught up.

Shu E smiled faintly, the wine was surging, and her feet were still running without stopping, but it was getting slower and slower, slower and slower.

Huang Feng's hooves also slowed down, but this time Li Yuanhao did not dismount, but just slowly rode his horse and followed Shu E's side.

"Do you want to just leave?" Li Yuanhao said.

Shu E ignored it, even though she knew that she couldn't run away, she still walked without looking back.

"Where do you want to go?" Li Yuanhao asked again.

Shu E staggered forward two more steps, her eyes were still looking ahead, she didn't turn around or look back, she just stopped. Li Yuanhao's horse walked in front of Shu'e in three steps and two steps, and the horse's body turned sideways, blocking Shu'e's way.