In February of the following year, the Dongsheng army was finally victorious, and the Xiling army surrendered after losing four cities in a row, and agreed to pay tribute to Dongsheng every year, and signed a peace covenant to never declare war on the rest of the countries. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yang Ming took care of the miscellaneous affairs of the military camp, and did not take the troops back to Dongsheng, and hurried to the south alone, but the emperor's life was stumped because of the matter of the gate of time and space.

Ever since the news of Dongsheng's victory reached Nanxuan, Yang Xin has been so excited that he can't sleep, thinking all night about when he can see Yang Ming, what is he like now, he hasn't seen him for more than a year, is he thin or fat?

She went to see Emperor Nansheng a few days ago, and asked to return to Dongsheng first, a few little musicians have been studying for a long time, and they can practice for a period of time, but Emperor Nanxuan said that Emperor Dongsheng had sent an edict over, claiming that the collection of history can be completed in Nanxuan to complete the compilation of forty volumes of historical books, and Yang Xin has only written less than half of it, and has to transcribe a copy to bring back to Dongsheng, the task is not completed, Nanxuan will not release people, and Dongsheng does not accept himself, Yang Xin has no choice, so he has to continue to stay in Nansheng.

She has been writing hard lately, and she often feels tired, but when she thinks that she can see Yang Ming after writing, she immediately becomes a hundred times more energetic, but no matter how motivated people are, they need to rest.

In the evening of this day, Yang Xin carried the violin to the hill where he frequented, and the hillock was still full of withered grass, but Yang Xin felt that the pale yellow that could not be seen at a glance was beautiful. There is a path in the middle of the dead grass, which leads to an old willow tree, and under the tree there is a stone, flat and wide, where Yang Xin often sits, either practicing the piano or enjoying the quiet.

She played a tune today, and as soon as she sat down to rest, she heard the sound of horses' hooves getting closer and closer, although this place is quiet, but it is also dangerous, if this is a bad person, will she not suffer? The more Yang Xin thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he was about to hide in the grass when a voice came, and all the movements were frozen.

"Heart・・・・・・

She was stunned for several seconds and didn't dare to look back, how disappointed would she be if it wasn't for Yang Ming? But what should come will always come, Yang Xin mustered up the courage and finally turned his head, but when he saw Yang Ming like this, he didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

Yang Ming has changed a lot, he is no longer the same little shou, he has become taller, but he has lost weight, and he has also experienced vicissitudes, and there is a scar on his chin, although his skin is much darker, Yang Xin can still see the hideous trace at a glance.

She just looked at it in a daze for a long time, before she remembered to put the violin down, and then ran over, her hands tightly wrapped around Yang Ming's waist, and tears poured out instantly.

And when Yang Ming saw her rushing over, he greeted her, and hugged her in his arms, all his thoughts melted into this hug, and he couldn't get out of it anymore.

"Armin ・・・・・・"

Yang Ming buried his face in Yang Xin's hair and sniffed deeply before asking, "Why did you change your name?" ”

Yang Xin rubbed the tears on his chest and said, "I'll call you that from now on." ”

Yang Ming smiled slightly, "Okay." ”

After half a cup of tea, Yang Ming lowered his head and pecked at Yang Xin's mouth, which was supposed to be a hot kiss, but was delayed by Yang Xin's title, and at this moment, it was a bit like the afterglow after a fire, and he couldn't be in a hurry, but Yang Ming was unwilling, he clearly wanted to kiss again, so he didn't give Yang Xin time to react, and lowered his head again, followed by a French kiss, Yang Xin was confused, and began to lack oxygen.

When he really couldn't hold on, Yang Xin began to push Yang Ming out, but found that his body was very hard, and his hands were touching back and forth behind his back, Yang Xin felt the danger, so he increased his strength, and Yang Ming finally reacted and let go of her slightly.

Yang Xin got the opportunity and quickly gasped, and Yang Ming helped her rub her back, but Yang Xin was suddenly puzzled, when did Yang Ming's kissing skills become so superb?

But before she could think about it, Yang Ming kissed it again and again, this time gently, lingeringly, but still endlessly, and gradually Yang Xin also found some skills and slowly responded.

At this time, the sky is blue, the wind is warm, the heart is hot, the grass under the feet is secretly spitting out tender shoots, and spring is quietly approaching.

That night, Yang Xin did not go back to Xiaolou, she and Yang Ming nested in a small cabin, floating on the echo river, one played the piano, the other listened to the piano, tired sat on the bow of the boat and counted the stars in the sky, when it was more deeply exposed, she fell asleep and slept with her clothes, woke up between sleeps and listened to the sound of insects, said two sweet words, or looked at each other affectionately, or slept on her feet, and did not want to be separated for a moment.

The early morning sunlight was not poisonous, but the light was long, penetrating into the cabin through the gap in the curtain, stinging Yang Xin's eyes, she raised her hand and rubbed it, turned sideways to Yang Ming, only to open her eyes, and was instantly stabbed again.

Yang Ming accidentally rubbed his clothes while sleeping, and the deep and shallow scars spread out from the depths of his collar at this moment, and he didn't know how long it was? Yang Xin gently picked it up again, still unable to see the end, but she couldn't look at it anymore, reached out and picked up Yang Ming's clothes, and sobbed lowly.

The cry was actually very small, but Yang Ming was still awakened, he stared at Yang Xin's eyes, gently hugged her in his arms, and asked cautiously, "What's wrong?" ”

Yang Xin hugged him all of a sudden, hugged him tightly, rested his chin on his shoulder, and said, "It's nothing, I just miss you, I'm so happy that you're back." ”

Yang Ming knew that she must have found something, but he still followed her and said, "Well, I'm so happy, and I'm so happy to be able to come to see you safely." ”

"Amin?!"

"Huh?"

"No more wars, right?"

"Well, if you don't fight, you won't fight again."

Yang Xin choked up again, "That's good." ”

When the sun was fully rising, the two went to the hill again, Yang Ming was lying on the stone, and Yang Xin was also lying, just resting his head on Yang Ming's chest.

I don't know how long it took, Yang Xin seemed to remember something, as soon as he turned over and lay on his side, his cheek was attached to Yang Ming's chest, this was the second time Yang Xin listened to Yang Ming's heartbeat, the first time, Yang Ming was still ignorant, Yang Xin still felt ambiguous, but now, Yang Xin only had heartache left, in addition to the heartbeat, the scars seemed to be beating under his cheeks, almost unrecognizable.

Yang Ming is no longer the simple ignorant teenager, more than a year of longing has smoothed out all the youthful edges and corners, making him want to hold Yang Xin in his arms all the time, kiss her, and tell her how much he misses her. At this moment, he raised his head slightly, looked all the way from Yang Xin's grinning neckline, and finally saw the part that had kept him awake at night, and in an instant, Yang Ming's blood was boiling, his heart was also messed up, and his whole body was very hot.