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On the day she lost hope, she saw the first white wolf.

It is so different from all the gray-black wolves - its fur is as pure as the snow on the heavenly mountains, its eyes are like the blue sky of the grassland, and it is the only one, like a leader, noble, beautiful, and mysterious.

It walked lightly and nimblely, and walked through the darkness to her like a dream.

When it pounced on her, its sharp teeth stuck in her neck, she didn't feel scared at all and looked straight into its eyes.

Its gaze seems to be able to see through people's hearts.

She was ready to die.

But instead of biting her, it curled up in her arms and slept for the night.

She and it became true friends, and there seemed to be some kind of soul connection between them, and she could almost see the vastness and magic of this grassland from its pupils, and the earth was full of power.

When the most beautiful creatures of the prairie chose her, she seemed to know from the bottom of her heart the meaning of its pupils - they were all the same loneliness, beautiful and lonely.

Her panicked life, like a fog on the prairie, made her unable to see the direction, but finally found her belonging.

The golden finch and Liu Niang stood opposite each other, and a trace of edge crossed their eyes: "I didn't expect that there would be a big man like you next to Princess An Ning." ”

Compared to the Ice River God Clan, the common descendants of the two races have a power that no other race can imagine.

Liu Niang squatted down and tied the handkerchief embroidered with blue and white to the white wolf's leg: "You are obedient to the child of the Wu Clan." When she had tied it up, she patted the young white wolf, and as if it could communicate with it, it ran back to the goldfinch.

Liu Niang stood up and dusted off the dust on her sleeves: "He has been very busy recently and has done a lot of things, you say hello to him on my behalf." With that, she turned and walked in the direction of the camp.

The goldfinch picked up the handkerchief, and the three-petal blue and white embroidery on the handkerchief greeted the sun, like a mysterious totem.

This is a token delivered to her.

Behind her, the goldfinch asked, "What do you want?" ”

Liu Niang didn't stop, didn't respond, and slowly walked away.

-- The fate of the world is about to change, and they, as the descendants of the Nine Clans, will all fall into this prosperous change.

No one can stay out of the world.

An Ning woke up on the bed, his face still bandaged, and Yang Zheming was no longer around.

A small person was lying on the side of the bed, staring at her without blinking, and An Ning stood up: "Little basket, why are you here." ”

The small basket was lying on the side of the bed, and Nuo Nuo said: "The prince asked me to watch you closely and not allow you to move." An Ning raised his hand, the rope had been untied, and there was some pain on his face.

Helpless, she got up and put on her robe and asked, "Have you eaten?" "The little basket is just when I grow taller, I used to be hungry and scared, and I ate a lot, but now I finally have some meat on my face.

The little basket nodded and pointed to the table: "Shizi has prepared food for you." An Ning looked at the table, and there were some snacks from the beams, without meat and goat's milk.

He even ordered the food of the girders.

Qingyan entered the tent with hot water, and the hustle and bustle outside penetrated, and there were shouting voices, very busy.

Qingyan walked up to An Ning, served her to wash her face and change clothes, carefully wiped the skin on her face, An Ning sat there motionless and fiddled with her, and asked softly, "What's wrong outside?" ”

Qingyan replied: "General Abu is going back to the royal capital with the third prince, he originally planned to take us, but the prince plans to stay, and when you are better, we will set off again." ”

When An Ning heard this, she frowned, if she stayed to recuperate, it would naturally be good for her. But once separated from the third prince, she felt that she would lose control and generally felt insecure: "Why should you be separated from them? My wounds can be healed on the road. ”

Qingyan hurriedly reassured her: "It's okay, Zhuji and Miss Jiaoyue will follow the third prince." General Abu also gave us the documents on the road, so that we could reach the royal capital smoothly. ”

Her voice was clear and coherent, as if someone had explained what she had said: "And they march very fast, it is difficult for our caravan to catch up, and your body can't bear it, why don't we wait patiently, and when we are almost recuperated from our injuries, we will definitely be able to reach the royal capital before the cold and heavy snow." ”

An Ning didn't expect that he had become a burden to everyone, and he had to slow down his progress and stay on the grassland, and he couldn't help but be very depressed.

Liu Niang walked in, Qingyan looked up at her, and said with a smile: "Where have you been, I didn't see you early in the morning." Liu Niang replied: "I went out for a walk, thinking about whether I could find some herbs, but I didn't expect to almost meet a wolf." ”

Before the words fell, Feng Lan walked into the tent with her clothes in her arms and asked nervously, "What did you meet the wolf?" ”

An Ning also immediately worried: "It's okay." Liu Niang hurriedly waved her hand: "It's okay, it's okay, fortunately, they didn't dare to come over when they saw that there were people here." ”

An Ning hurriedly instructed her to be cautious on the grassland, and Qingyan wiped her face clean, changed the medicine, and then served her to eat.

Yang Zheming didn't come back for a day, and this tent seemed to belong to Yang Xi.

In the next few days, Yang Zheming didn't show up much, and after five days of recuperation, the wound slowly scarred, and Yang Zheming seemed to disappear without a trace, almost not appearing in front of her.

An Ning felt strange, but he also thought that he was probably busy with something, and he didn't care too much.

The little basket seemed to have been ordered by someone, and she followed An Ning every day, and if she couldn't help but itch and wanted to scratch, the little basket would scream and attract everyone's attention.

Not only did it startle An Ning, but it also made her reflexively afraid to touch the wound again.

When she saw Yang Zheming again, her face had been bandaged, and Qingyan made her a small face covering bib, which was convenient for her to wear when she went out, and she walked out of the tent, Yang Zheming didn't notice her.

His face was very bad, as if he had a serious illness, and he stood in the sun and talked to the Black Hawk, his body was thin and his complexion was very pale.

Even if An Ning was a fool, he had already sensed that something was wrong with him.

She strode towards him, but when she saw Feng Lan walking towards Yang Zheming one step ahead of her, holding a bowl of medicine in her hand, she couldn't help but stop.

Feng Lan walked all the way to Yang Zheming, Yang Zheming looked at Feng Lan, took the medicine in her hand, without any hesitation, drank it all, Feng Lan also wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, and the two whispered a few words to each other.

An Ning raised his eyebrows - Yang Zheming, a cautious and cautious person, did not hesitate at all about the medicine handed by others.

When did the two get on such a good footing?

She remembered that Jewel and Bright Moon were not by his side, and that Black Eagle was a guard, not as careful and proper as the woman at all. Yang Zheming is not in good health, so he needs someone to serve.

But she didn't expect that person to be Feng Lan at all.