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Jian Ji paused for a moment, not only his tone, but also his face became solemn, "So hard, exhausted, can't you give up?" ”

Bad, which means tired, also from the tone of "tired".

Jian Ji wants to know, will she feel tired after being so exhausted and busy as she seems to be relieved of her worries, just for her original desire to leave a name in history?

Xie smiled and did not answer.

The misty sunlight was sifted through the paulownia leaves, sprinkling a little crumbs on her and Kenhime's sideburns.

This question sounds familiar.

It's just that the person who asked this question in the first place was precisely her; And the person who answered this question was the only one she had made in her last life.

The person who worked hard at the beginning was her friend, but she lived in a corner of the world, watching her friend go away to a foreign land, just to fulfill her wish.

When she died, her friend was too busy to come back to say goodbye to her - but she didn't blame her.

She also once asked: "You work so hard and count every qiē to the fullest, won't your heart be very tired?" ”

And her friend once replied: "Yes, wait until the day when you can't hold on." After all these years, it seems that she can see her wry smile.

"Then, I will always wait for you here, waiting for you to come together to 'retreat to the countryside'." She smiled.

But in the end, it was she who didn't wait.

Xie Wei evoked a complicated smile, and folded the memories that were already far away—she didn't expect that the time she remembered her old friend would be eleven years after she came here.

"Worry." Isn't it because there is no "heart" to relieve worries and cover your hands in your heart and forget your only friend completely?

Here, human life is the most insecure thing, she has to protect herself, feed herself, and plan to leave her name in the annals of history, and she does not need the "heart" to guide her to do this-too much affection will only make people sad and mediocre.

She doesn't have a heart, so she doesn't feel tired.

"Look at Joe with worry." Xie Wei rolled up his sleeves, bowed slightly to Jian Ji, and then slowly left.

Her back is very thin, dressed in white, her hair is loosely tied, and she is dressed as a scholar who is not up to the crown.

Kenji sighed lowly.

Although she never thought there was anything wrong with being a woman, she still inevitably thought that if this girl was not a daughter, she would definitely be able to achieve greater things...... But if not, how could she be so cute? Pity?

Xie Wei walked towards the entrance of the village, and the huge wooden kite rested quietly between the moss and the spring grass, its neck and beak raised, and a pair of bright bird eyes looked at the sky.

The sound of the water on the wheel next to the wooden mill reached my ears.

Xie frowned and lowered himself into the porch.

Yi Shen had already arrived, and without looking back, he knew that it was her, and a beautiful voice came through the medicine mist, "What is the injury?" ”

"It's fine." Xie Xie replied lightly, and there was no emotion.

She was once alone at a weak age, drifting from Zhao to Chu, and she had never suffered anything, so she felt that the woman surnamed Mi would faint on the mountain road, after all, because she was too squeamish.

But in the end, Chu Mi was pampered by an aristocratic family, no matter what the reason, the courage to break into the mountains alone is commendable, and he should not be too harsh.

"Worry!" Another excited voice came, albeit in the end, with some sick urn sounds.

The medicinal soup was frying inside, and she cleared away the misty water vapor and moved to the two people sitting opposite, and beside them, there was the wooden armor man who looked like her, and was now slightly shorter than her.

Gong Qiao coughed for a while, looked at her disguised appearance, and nodded in admiration, "Xiao looks like a brother and sister this time." ”

"Joe is obsessed with wooden armor, and he also needs to care about his body." Yi Shen's voice was very light, but with an irrefutable taste.

relieved his worries and raised his eyebrows, and gently persuaded: "The spring night is cold, the material is steep, and the coming days are long, why should Qiao be obsessed with the wooden armor all night, but he is not resting in his illness?" ”

On the second day of their return to Hutai, they heard that Gong Qiao was infected with a cold, which had been delayed for more than ten days, and he had left a prescription before the doctor went down the mountain, but Gong Qiao was sick and refused to rest well, and he tossed the wooden armor at hand day and night, although the condition was restrained by the medicinal power, it did not deteriorate, but it was not good, which was worrying.

Now he has tortured a lively and energetic young man into a thin and haggard appearance, and he can't bear to look at it.

"Joe saves." Gong Qiao is as good as a stream.

But it's hard to say how much he listened to and how much he could put into practice.

Xie Wei sighed secretly, hoping that after the drama company came back, he could persuade him well.

The rescued girl slept until the afternoon, and when she opened her eyes to see a simple house, she could not help but be surprised.

The house is fragrant with Chinese medicine, and there seems to be someone talking in a low voice outside the house, a man's voice is speaking Chu language, and the other voice is very young, speaking Wu language, soft and glutinous, and it is difficult to distinguish whether it is a man or a woman.

It is rare to be able to speak different languages and speak so smoothly.

The girl's curiosity surpassed the anxiety she felt when she first woke up, and she couldn't help but cautiously push the door out.

Two white clothes were imprinted into his eyes, the man facing the door of the house was older and had an ordinary face, and the other had his back to her, his back was a little thin, and he couldn't see his appearance clearly, and he could only vaguely feel the extraordinary demeanor of the two.

The smell of herbs in the air was strong, and the girl's voice was slightly hoarse, "...... Medical? ”

"Wake up." A very gentle voice, like warm spring water, was Chu language, and the girl's heart was sour when she heard it.

Then, she saw the young man with his back to her turn his head and smiled faintly at her, still in such a gentle voice: "What's wrong?" ”

Sunlight sifted through the shadows of the leaves and fell on his shoulders.

Good looks, good demeanor.

Straight as the clouds and wild cranes, ten thousand pine winds.

The girl watched, but she didn't know that what she saw was only the relief of her worries after the disguise.

In fact, Xie Wu's appearance is not stunning now, but Yi Shen is carefully drawn in line with her free and easy temperament, so it is particularly eye-catching.

"Concubine...... The concubine's name is ......, Chu is " the girl murmured.

"Mi Chu Xuan...... The rose incense disperses the wind and chases the cold, and the medicine is also. Xie Wu slowly approached, stretched out his hand, and placed the jade pendant as warm as water in his palm, "The thing is returned to its original owner." ”

The surname Chu is not such a prominent nobleman, but in other words, he is still a nobleman, and Chu Yu's temperament is also different from that of ordinary girls, which she admires very much.

Chu Yu looked at the young man in front of him stupidly, only to feel that his name was so nice when he said it, and he didn't understand what he was talking about.

She was full of one thought in her heart: What kind of landscape is this, so that such a crane-like figure can be raised?