Feng took out a piece of paper from his arms, "You say, I'll write!" ”

Rain shouted: "I said it yesterday, and you should say it today!" ”

"It's better for you to say, you have experience, and I haven't had a good time with a girl, and I don't know how to talk about love!"

Yu slapped him on the leg: "Who asked you to write love words?" It's to report the princess's daily situation, you idiot! He shook his head and said, "Don't rub it off, I'll just say it, you write it quickly!" ”

The wind quickly spread the paper on his lap, listened to the rain and wrote a sentence to himself: "Lord, today is the third day." The princess ate a bowl of white porridge in the morning, a bowl of rice at noon, and a bowl of porridge in the evening......"

The wind threw down the pen with a "snap": "I write these bowls of things every day, you don't bother me, do you want to see this?" The Lord wants to see if the princess is in good health, and whether she thinks about him......"

Yuyi snatched the paper and pen: "I don't know what you write, look at this chicken's claw-like word, are you sure that the Lord will not recognize this 'bowl' word as a lump of that?" And the word 'porridge', why is there a black circle in the middle? ”

Feng scratched his head and said, "The people who trained me didn't let me learn to write letters...... Well, I'm a chicken paw word, you write! I can say - Lord, the princess was in a daze for a quarter of an hour this afternoon, and I guess she was thinking of you. Miss Yunshang said that the princess mentioned you twelve times today, which shows that she misses you very much. The princess sleeps facing north, probably dreaming of you. Lord, are you happy? ”

Yu finished writing quickly, threw away the pen, and shouted, "Goosebumps...... Goose bumps! Wind, you tell me honestly, how do you know that the princess sleeps facing north? Are you peeking again? ”

The wind folded the slip of paper, put it into a bamboo tube, and took out a pigeon from the cage behind him, tied the bamboo tube to the pigeon's legs, and raised both hands, and the pigeon flew out of his hand in a daze, and flew away to the far north.

Then he turned around and said to the rain with a grunt: "How can there be such a stupid person as you! It's called imagination, fiction, you know? Just as you imagine a girl sleeping next to you when you go to bed every day, can't you imagine that the princess sleeps facing north and thinking of the Lord? He shook his head and sighed sadly, "Why did I take you out, I miss the frost ......"

Yan Ran witnessed everything, quietly retreated from behind a large rock, climbed into the carriage and slept silently.

On the fifth day, they came to the southern boundary of Xinjiang, and over the continuous mountains, there was an endless pond valley swamp. Because the mountain road is extremely steep and difficult to walk. In order to take a shortcut, Yanran took Yunshang off the car and hiked over the mountain, and Feng was responsible for guarding their safety, letting the squire sword and rain drive the carriage around from another main road, and then meet them. After walking for another five days, he finally crossed the mountains and came to the Tanggu Marsh.

Tanggu Swamp is the most desolate and remote place in the country of Yuezhao, except for the towering mountains, there is an endless black swamp, except for a few scattered weeds in the swamp is an endless amount of silt, which is full of bubbles all year round, and can devour all animals that pass by, including people. The people who were exiled by the Yuezhao court came here because of the extremely harsh living conditions, and they often died for life.

At the junction of the mountains and the marshes, they saw two huts. A bearded man sat in front of the hut, watching serenely as they approached.

Yan Ran's heart was pounding, and through the man's full beard and the frost in the corners of his eyes, she couldn't see his true face clearly, but there was a vague sense of familiarity in her heart. Getting closer and closer, getting closer and closer, finally standing in front of him.

The man's eyes were exceptionally clear, and he looked up at her face carefully, and gradually his expression showed sadness, and he muttered a name in his mouth: "Yanran! ”

When Yan Ran heard his clear and rich voice, she knew that she couldn't make a mistake, and she also shouted the name in her heart: "Brother An Ran!" ”

Xie Anran raised his hand and held her hand. When she left her, she was ten years old, and now seven years have passed, although her face has changed, the outline of her childhood has not changed, especially her sheared eyes, and the rice mole on the wing of her nose. So he recognized her first. The years are urging people, she is older, and he is old!

Yan Ran held his hand, feeling that his palm was wide, but it was full of hard calluses, thinking that in this harsh environment, he had suffered a lot, so that the handsome young man in the impression of the jade tree like the wind became a middle-aged man with a weathered face in front of him. In fact, he was only twenty-two years old!

Yan Ran couldn't help but whimper: "Brother An Ran, I'm late!" ”

Xie Anran smiled: "I know that I will wait for you in the end, so I have not been willing to die all these years!" He turned his head and shouted into the hut, "Uncle Cui, there is a guest coming!" ”

A stocky black-bearded old man immediately walked out of the grass hut and looked at them in surprise: "Childe, who are they?" ”

Xie Anran smiled at Yanran and said, "This is the old Uncle Cui sent by your father and queen to accompany me, if it weren't for him all these years, my brother's bones would have turned to ashes!" ”

Old Cui Shu rubbed his hands in embarrassment when he heard this, and said, "Childe, you always praise me like this, this ...... Serving you is what I should have done......"

Yan Ran's heart was moved, and her opinion of Xie Zhenyu changed a lot, he was not as ruthless as she imagined. Then he turned around and bowed deeply to Old Uncle Cui: "Old Uncle Cui, thank you for taking care of my brother all these years!" ”

Old Uncle Cui hurriedly avoided it and asked Xie Anran: "...... this girl is?"

"It's my sister, Princess Yanran, the daughter of today."

Old Uncle Cui was shocked, and immediately turned down to worship, Yanran hurriedly supported him, and said to An Ran: "Brother An Ran, my father is the emperor...... ...... has passed away."

Xie Anran was stunned for a moment, looking at her silently, his eyes were sad and joyful, and after a long time, he turned his gaze to the boundless and dangerous swamp in front of him, as if he was watching his fate.

Xie Zhenfu killed his family and exiled him for seven years, and he hated him to the core. However, he later sent Uncle Cui, and sent people to send him rice, grain, and clothes every year. Now that I heard that he was dead, I only felt that my heart was surging, as if I was happy and sad. Yan Ran knew that he must have a lot of complicated feelings in his heart, and he didn't say much, so he looked at the four people standing behind him and said, "Brother An Ran, let's go into the house and talk, I have a lot to say to you!" ”

An Ran nodded, and Lao Cui Shu suddenly stepped forward, picked up An Ran from the stool and walked into the grass shed.

Yan Ran was taken aback: "Brother An Ran, can't you walk?" Your legs ......"

Old Uncle Cui put An Ran on a bed on the side of the grass shed and said, "Princess, three years ago, Gongzi went to the mountains to pick wild fruits, accidentally rolled off the cliff, and broke his leg. It's damp here for a long time, and there is a lack of medical treatment, and the child's legs are slowly wasted......"

Yan Ran was extremely sad in her heart. She could imagine his suffering over the years, but she didn't expect him to be crippled. Hurriedly helped him lie down, checked his whole body, and asked for his pulse. Xie Anran quietly watched her busy, and said with relief: "Yanran, you have grown your skills over the years, and you can actually cure diseases!" ”

Yan Ran said: "Brother An Ran, do you often sleep badly?" Don't have a good appetite either? Frequent liver pain? ”

An Ran nodded: "Not bad at all." ”

"You are overworked, damp and depressed, and if these legs had been healed in time, or away from this environment, they would not have been so serious. Brother Enron, what do you usually eat? Where do I buy rice and noodles? Is there anyone near here......" (To be continued.) )