Please, be careful of the liver and meat, don't scold the author, the author is careful of the brittle liver, once scolded, it is easy to go crazy......

In the past two days, seeing everyone emotional, I couldn't ...... for a long time with panda eyes. Open your eyes.

It seems that this period of abuse has passed like this, and there is wood. Is it really wooden?

I have a pot lid on my head, you can't hit me, you can't hit me.

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A gust of north wind howled, blowing the corners of her snow-white clothes, as white as the veil of the mourning hall. She knelt on the ground for a long time, motionless, her eyes were silent, and her hands finally hung down weakly, and she grabbed into the snow.

"If you give me three years, I will ...... for three years"

"There is one more thing, Zhao Shijiu, I still have to prepare to return to Beijing, I will ask He Chengan to pick me up, I have to agree...... He did. Don't blame me, because I have no shortcuts, and I'm afraid that if you wait too long, you will forget me. ”

After a long pause, she finally smiled.

Sure enough, she thought.

I heard that when you look up, tears don't fall.

Looking up at the sky, she didn't move.

It wasn't until the last piece of paper in her hand sliced from her snow-white fingertips into the brazier, until the last black butterfly flew into the sky in the wind, entangled with the snow, that she finally paused.

Zheng Erbao accompanied silently, listening to [one ^ book ^ read ^ novel] [.[ yb][du].], watching her fascinated.

From the eyebrows to the eyes, to the lips, there is no trace of sadness.

She kept talking, with a smile on her face.

"I thought about it for a while last night, and I think I can build you a mausoleum in the future. No, it's to build a home for the two of us, and when I come in the future, I will have a good place to live. You don't know, society will move forward, and in the future, every inch of land will be valuable, and I don't want to follow you to suffer from poverty. Do you think you're not a prince anymore, and I can still follow you with all my heart? I want to be beautiful, but I am very realistic, I like you because you are powerful and good-looking......"

"I went to the Imperial Mausoleum again yesterday, and the eighth chamber sank, and everything was gone, as if I had a dream. Beidi submitted the peace document to Nan Yan, and an agreement was reached, and soon they would come and renovate the imperial tomb. But the eighth room is gone, it's gone, and no one has the ability to rebuild it. In the back of the 1,080 rounds, I'm very curious, if you are still there, we can break through, but it is estimated that now, there is no one to break. ”

"I asked someone to bring the big horse and the pony from Xilin Gol, and the green crown on their heads is still so good-looking. The two little ones were very affectionate, thinking that in the first place, the big horse had been flying for a year to find the pony, and there was nothing to separate them. On such a cold day in Xilin Gol, there is no good food, they are still so cheerful and have no complaints. Sometimes, I really envy them, how can they be so happy, maybe with their lover......"

"Also, Erbao's father-in-law treats me very well, and I'll take over the big bird for you. I'm going to change the name of it, how about a more majestic one, called Obama? You are really, it is a horse after all, how can you call it a bird? It will be jealous, eat the vinegar of big horses and small horses......"

"Zhao Nineteen, they took you home. But I didn't escort you back. Because I thought your soul would be here, and you didn't go...... They all say that person is you, but I don't believe in the body, I only believe in the soul, because I ...... Myself, you know, I'm just a wisp of soul, what is the flesh? ”

"The Northern Expedition is over, and everyone is going home. You've fought for so long, and your credit is so great, what reward do you think your father can give you? I'm afraid he won't be able to give it to you, unless he gives it to you...... But how could he be willing? ”

"By the way, your father has come to the Holy Decree, have you heard it? He said that he was looking forward to your return, what about Chenghuan's knees? Is it beautiful in your heart? Although you didn't say it, I guess, you've been looking forward to it, right? So, don't have any regrets. All your regrets are left to me, and I will solve them. Don't worry, I'll be careful when you're not there, I won't trust anyone easily......"

"Also, don't go too far, you know I'm lazy, I don't like to be tired, what if you go far and I can't find you? If you are lonely...... No, you're not afraid of loneliness, you're used to being lonely, you're always alone. So, I burned your chess to you, and you played it slowly, just where you were, and you were not allowed to leave a single step. ”

"I'll burn all this money to you, you keep it for me, don't look for women indiscriminately below, don't cross the Nai He Bridge, and don't drink Meng Po soup. Wait for me to come, you owe me so much silver, don't you think that's it......"

"Zhao Shijiu, don't look at me like this. What I'm doing now is just as you wish. They say it's the seventh day, but I don't know if it's the seventh day of your departure. But I don't care about that, it doesn't matter. I just want to tell you that you're afraid you'll have to wait a few more years for me. I still have some things to do, and I can't come down to settle accounts with you. ”

So, it's better for her to listen to him.

Her heart was warm.

He still doesn't like to talk like that.

The north wind blew in his face, as if he were whimpering lowly. He didn't answer her, silent as ever. But she could see his eyebrows clearly, and hear the "crunch" sound of his boots stepping on the snow.

She smiled, "Zhao Nineteen, are you back?" ”

Sure enough, it's the first seven, a good day.

With the soothing of the biting cold, she didn't feel cold.

"Ah Qi ......"

He caressed her face, his palms warm, his movements pitying.

"Oh." Zheng Erbao knelt beside her, silently burned paper money into the brazier, and had to wait silently. Xia Chuqi also stared at the brazier without blinking, watching the dark money that had been burned into a black butterfly flying in the air, and in a trance, she felt that someone was walking towards her.

"There's no hurry."

"Then we don't follow ......?"

"I know."

Zheng Erbao said for the third time, and she finally reacted.

"Princess, the coffin of the lord is gone."

She still didn't answer, she was wearing a plain white jacket, and a small white flower with a hairpin of Erbao's father-in-law was inserted on her head, her face was snow-white, and she was half-kneeling in the snow, as if the whole person was integrated into the heavens and the earth.

"Princess, the coffin of the lord is gone." Zheng Erbao said again.

She didn't seem to hear, but put a piece of paper into the burning brazier and watched the black ash flutter like a butterfly.

The cold wind blew on the face, and there was some stinging.

"Princess, the coffin of the lord is gone." Zheng Erbao said.

She is here in Yinshan, burning the "first seven" and "three seven" for her, she wants to burn a lot of money for him, she just wants to make him miss it, and he is not allowed to reincarnate again, just waiting for her there.

He died in Yinshan, and when he came back, he was also in Yinshan.

It is said that the deceased will return on the first seven days to visit his loved ones. Relatives should avoid him, lest he remember it and not be reincarnated as a human being.

On this day, it is Zhao Zhu's "first seven".

But she didn't want to go with her at the moment.

His corpse will be brought back to heaven.

It's going to go after all.

At this time, she was sitting on the hillside that could be seen from afar, listening to the singing of the "surging water", watching the neat columns of spiritual support teams slowly leave, and her vision was a little blurred.

The seventh day of the summer month was not in the camp.

The deafening sacrificial song was sung by tens of thousands of people in unison, dull and low, penetrating into the heart, the six armies mourned, the north wind howled, and the entire Yin Mountain was choked everywhere. Just like the autumn soldiers on the battlefield that year, I only hate that the personnel at this time have long been wrong.

The long song chokes the wrist, and the soul returns to his hometown......

Once the halberd was broken, the six armies screamed.

The dragon and the tiger take steps, and win all battles.

Charge into battle and be invincible.

The beacon is full of fire, and the horn is solemn.

The flag is thousands of miles, and the sound of horses is stepping.

Wang Shi invaded the north and fought with Zi Zhengrong.

The country is humiliated, and the society is humiliated.

Beidi went south, and the gods mourned.

The surging water, the long wind.

In the heavy snow, the six armies sang in unison-

On the school grounds, the snow is falling and the paper is dancing.

"Sacrifice!"

Lou's father-in-law let out a "mourn", and everyone hung their heads.

"Woes!"

The procession carrying the coffin slowly passed through the two separate columns, and the coffin also moved slowly, bringing everyone's attention, and the accompanying procession followed suit.

"Up!"

Lou's father-in-law took the whisk, his eyes were red, and he shouted loudly and sharply.

Their eyes fell on the black lacquered coffin stained with white flowers, and the coffin contained those limbs that could no longer be distinguished. The scene was extremely solemn and solemn, in addition to the sixteen personal attendants of Fuling, there were also forty-eight honor guards of brocade guards accompanying them.

At the gate of the camp, the six armies stood solemnly.

The flying money seems to be denser than today's snow. The people who helped the spirit were sixteen of Zhao Zhu's guards, and they all looked sad.

If people want to leave, they can't miss the money.

She did nothing, like a bystander. At that time, the advance troops of the Northern Expeditionary Army began to leave Yinshan, and they would also take the black coffin with them.

Can this attract his soul? She didn't believe it.

Xia Chuqi looked at him, just wanting to laugh.

Zhao Zun died in Yinshan, but the coffin and body had to be transported back to Tianfu. Taoist priests want to summon spirits, cast spells, hold magic weapons in their hands, say words that no one can understand, and read loudly.

When the auspicious time is calculated, the Taoist priest is still doing it.

The oil lamp in front of the incense desk flickered and flickered.

On the makeshift mourning hall, the incense table has not yet been removed, and it is full of offerings and burning incense candles. A black lacquered coffin was quietly placed in the middle of the mourning hall.

One by one, the tents were closed.

The soldiers have drawn out their camp.

On the day when the holy decree arrived, Dongfang Qingxuan drafted a funeral report and handed it to Lou Gonggong, who said, "Zhao Zhu, the king of Jin, died in Yinshan on the twenty-sixth day of the twenty-sixth month of Hongtai. ”

The will of the end of the Northern Expedition was not only transmitted to Yinshan, but also to Mobei, and also to Liaodong, and the war, which lasted for a whole year and nine months, was finally declared over.

The excavation of the imperial tomb stopped, Da Yan prepared to withdraw his troops, and Beidi also breathed a sigh of relief. In the Yinshan camp, preparations are already being made to return to Beijing and return to the DPRK.

It doesn't matter if it's sunny, rainy, or hail in this world.

If you can still keep your eyes open, you can always live.

……

He said, "Later, the more I won, the more I won, the more my father will look at ......me with appreciation."

"I only wish to follow by example, Beidi will not drive, I will be shrouded in horse leather, and I will not return to the court."

In the cold wind, no one answered for a long time. The sound of the wind was blowing, and what others said, she didn't hear it clearly, what sounded in her ears seemed to be the words of Zhao Zhu on the platform in the southern suburbs of Beijing when the Northern Expeditionary Army was launched.

Zhao Shijiu, did you hear me?

Kneeling in the corner, the corners of her lips hooked sarcastically, she raised her head, looked at the oppressive sky, and then looked at the spirit tent shaking the white flag, as if she saw the black lacquer coffin containing the corpse in the spirit tent. His brain was slightly hot, and his vision blurred, as if he saw a corner of a black cloak floating in front of him.

Is it too late to praise him for his great achievements?

If the decree had come earlier, why had it come to this?

This sentence rang over and over again in his head, and Xia Chuqi smiled.

"Thinking of it, I hope that my son will return quickly, and I will be happy on my knees."

"Thinking of it, I hope that my son will return quickly, and I will be happy on my knees."

After a pause, Lou's father-in-law's voice was already a little choked, and he finally read the last paragraph, "In addition, I can't sleep at night, I think of it, I hope that my son will return quickly, and Chenghuan will ...... on his knees."

"Fengtian carrier, the emperor said: Zhao Zhu, the king of Jin, went north on March 28, the 25th year of Hongtai, cleared the enemy, and successively recovered Yongning, Daning, and Kaiping...... Work all day long, attack the city and pull out the village, so as to make the society stable and the world shine. The Northern Expedition was a great success, benefiting future generations...... From now on, the Northern Expeditionary Army will return to their hometowns, and I will set up a ten-mile red carpet and a banquet for hundreds of officials to wash the dust for the Shenwu general Wang. ”

Father-in-law Lou was slightly stunned, and his whole person stiffened on the spot like petrification. When the people are gone, how can the purpose be announced? However, seeing that everyone on the field knelt on the ground, he hesitated for a moment, and finally unfolded the Yellow Silk Holy Decree with a solemn expression, a tall and sharp voice, and a round recitation.

"Father-in-law Lou, announce the decree, he can hear it."

No one answered him, and he was silent for a long time except the howling of the wind. Finally, Yuan You, who was dressed in battle armor and had a dusty face on his face, stepped forward, pointed to a black and white spirit tent not far from the camp, gently pulled the corners of his mouth, and laughed.

"What about His Royal Highness King Jin?"

Pursing his lips inexplicably, Lou Gonggong looked around, did not find Zhao Zhu in the crowd, frowned again, and shouted.

When he had finished, no one answered.

"The holy decree has arrived, and Zhao Zhu, the king of Jin, has received the decree."

The person who came was the eunuch Lou Gonggong, who turned over and dismounted, and there seemed to be unmelted snow on his shoulders, and he looked at the stiff and solemn atmosphere in the camp, and was stunned in confusion, and sang loudly.

"Looks like you're right."

Xia Chuqi turned his head and looked at Dongfang Qingxuan.

At this time, when the Holy Decree came, everyone looked at each other.

"The Divine Decree has arrived."

At this moment, a group of horses' hooves outside, stepping on the snow, galloped forward, and the leader held a flying flag, and before the people arrived, the sound came in.

Xia Chuqi's footsteps paused slightly, and he strode into the camp.

"Miss Seven, in fact, the farthest road in the world is not life and death."

Listening to her indifferent voice, Dongfang Qingxuan's bright eyes darkened slightly, and his hand was raised, as if he wanted to brush her hair, but in the end, his palm stroked the embroidered spring knife on his waist.

"People always change."

"Yes."

"Is there one?"

Dongfang Qingxuan smiled lightly, "You seem to have changed like this." ”

"Governor, for me, there is no longer a longer way to live and die in the world."

Xia Chuqi didn't answer, silently went downhill, and walked a long way, until the three of them were about to enter the camp, she slowly replied.

"The road is still so far, what should I do when I am tired when I walk alone?"

He was slightly stunned, the corners of his lips raised, as if smiling.

"He's gone, and I'll have to walk on my own."

She turned around, moved her body, and was about to go down the slope, Dongfang Qingxuan looked at the steep slope and wanted to reach out to help her, but she refused. Turning around, she smiled at him.

"Well, it's snowing heavily, and I'm back to camp."

Dongfang Qingxuan was slightly stunned by her inexplicable words, and then smiled. The admiration for her in his eyes was not hidden, "The avalanche was too tragic that day, and many people died, I checked these days, and I still have no clue." Don't worry, it will always come to light. ”

"What did you find?"

He seemed to be comforting himself, and he seemed to be comforting Zhao Zhu's death. Xia Chuqi understood it. He pursed his lips and sighed lightly, without showing too much emotion, and turned his head to look at him indifferently.

"There is always pain. When the wound heals, it'll be fine. ”

"It's also a loss to you, pretending to be a nobody."

Dongfang Qingxuan's hand, inserted into Shi Panlong's mouth that day, was twisted off by the machine's wrist, although Sun Zhengye bandaged and treated, but probably he did not cooperate, when she saw it that day, it was swollen and inflamed, which was extremely terrifying. After a few days of treatment, the injury finally improved. But when healing, the persistent "phantom limb pain" is extremely torturous. Every now and then, if he couldn't bear it, she would give him an anesthetic with needles to relieve the pain.

"It hurts so much, I can give you a needle prick."

"It's okay, this pain is nothing, this seat can stand it."

Dongfang Qingxuan pursed her lips, her bewitching eyebrows and eyes raised, smiled, lowered her head, and watched her white hand move on his arm.

"Did you have phantom limb pain last night?"

She said as if she was joking, and her emotions were more relaxed than Dongfang Qingxuan imagined. With that, she looked at the red dress, walked over slowly, raised his left hand, and added some vague worry to her eyebrows.

"Thought I was going to kill myself?" Xia Chuqi interrupted him, patted the snow on his body, and the corners of his lips curved, "It's just that I found the body, it's not a big deal." Don't you say it all, sooner or later. Besides, even if I had to die, I couldn't die like this. If you fall to death like this, when you go down to see him, you won't have a face, and you won't look good if you are reincarnated, what if he still dislikes me? ”

"I thought you ......"

Laughing at himself, he approached step by step, with a coquettish posture.

Doing things with one hand, he is not used to it, and the balance is not easy to master, originally he just wanted to hold her, and he didn't want to fall her and stumble.

"I, I didn't control the power well." Dongfang Qingxuan looked at her, his eyes sank slightly for a moment, and then he raised his lips and smiled.

"Let me ask you, what are you doing? Want to fall me to death? ”

She looked up at him with a pain in her buttocks.

Another voice that was colder than Zheng Erbao came, and before she could turn around, the person was swept away by him, swept away by the slope, and was once again slammed to the ground.

"What are you doing?"

Zheng Erbao let out a low voice, frightened by her actions.

"Princess......

Slowly, she walked to the edge of the slope and spread her arms.

In addition to being good, he is always so quietly bad.

Closing her eyes, she smiled again.

He is always so quiet.

She was also thinking that when the snow was in the mountains, Zhao Shijiu should have fled for his life, but he rushed into the military hoard.

This land, after the excavation of the Dayan army, is already different from the past, she wonders, who ignited the gunpowder?

Standing here, she was speechless for a long time.

Xia Chuqi looked up for a moment, and it took about half a cup of tea to climb to the top of a stone cliff where you could see the slope and the camp.

Close to the southern slope of Yin Mountain, the steep foothills, the howling cold wind, poured straight into the placket, as if still recounting the tragedy of that day.

He found that every step she had taken, almost the same distance, was so well-proportioned, without the slightest mess or panic.

Her footprints are smaller, and Zheng Erbao is larger. Intentionally or unintentionally, Zheng Erbao seemed to be measuring her footprints, and every time he landed, he stepped on her footprints.

Zheng Erbao was behind her, silently following.

Out of the camp tent, Xia Chuqi did not go to the spirit tent that was being nervously collected, but slowly walked out of the camp, facing the wind and rain, taking steps deep and shallow, stepping on the thick snow, and walking towards the southern slope of Yin Mountain.

The soul is no more, and if the body is, what is there?

A person's journey from birth to death is just a period of nothingness.

A person's life is just a symbol.

……

"Brother Chen, I have grown up with him."

Xia Chuqi was still smiling, looking at his face fixedly.

"Chu Qi......" Chen Jing's voice seemed to be moaning.

She curled her lips, as if muttering, as if persuading, "The easiest thing in the world is death, and death is the most transcendent liberation." Zhao Nineteen is so calculating, he never wants to suffer losses, and he wants to take advantage of me when he dies, but he is happy when he dies. ”

Chen Jing moved his mouth and was silent.

"They should be happy." She said again, and then comfortingly tucked the quilt for Chen Jing, "Brother Chen, we should also be happy, he doesn't have to stay in the dark underground, and he doesn't have to suffer from that long cooking anymore." ”

What has been determined for a long time is now just an explanation.

"Nothing." She said.

When he opened his eyes and saw that it was her, Chen Jing's eyes were sad.

When Xia Chuqi saw him, this man, a man who had never softened from the first day to the beginning, was now limp and foaming at the mouth, and he was carried up softly.

I heard that Chen Jing fell to the ground on the spot and fainted unconscious.

Some of the last hopes were dashed.

Only Chen Jing and Zhao Zhu's guards......

A roar finally ended their days of boiling water salvage, which was more painful than fighting, and countless people rejoiced. They knew that they were fishing for corpses, and they were no longer human, and they no longer felt the sorrow of human death. In other words, from the initial sorrow to the current relief, they are more relieved and excited.

A soldier excitedly shouted "found", ran into the camp, cried and fussed in the camp, knelt on the ground and did not get up for a long time.

The snow stopped that day, and the weather had just darkened.

If he didn't have King Jin's waist card by his side, I believe no one would be able to recognize him, and neither could Xia Chuqi.

When it was found, the muscles were rotten, the limbs were incomplete, and even the head was smashed, and the body became piece after piece, and after being boiled in boiling water, it no longer looked like a human form, but a pile of swollen flesh.

At least, Xia Chuqi didn't recognize this person.

But he wasn't him anymore.

He became a corpse, which had been sunk in the boiling lake for a long time, weighed down by large stones, and finally fished up again and again, at the cost of countless dead and wounded.

The person who has been looking for a long time finally has a trace.

At the beginning of the new year, the whole country celebrates.

The first day of the first month of the twenty-seventh year of Hongtai.

As the wind said, the corpses in the boiling lake were finally fished out. Just three days after Yuan You led his troops to fight with Beidi Agu north of Yinshan, the Beidi army was defeated and retreated, the two sides made a truce, and he returned to the Yinshan camp to rest.

……

Zhao Zhu's death, who has a share, come back together.

Promise yes, yes.

Revenge?

Now she is the only one left, and many things have to be decided by herself.

When Zhao Zhu was guarding, she was just casual.

Xia Chuqi has never been a generous person.

That day, Dongfang Qingxuan not only showed her the severed limb, but also told her about the avalanche that day, and at the same time, he also told her that Xia Tingde was still alive, and many people were still alive and well.

Xia Chuqi pulled the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile that was more ugly than crying, "He doesn't have to worry about whether he is happy or not." With him, I will settle accounts with him in the future. Now, I have to take back the debts that others owe us. ”

"Your Highness, he should want you to be happy."

The corners of A's lips were slightly dry, he opened his mouth a few times, and his voice was hoarse.

Not like this, not like this.

She was originally a cheerful girl.

When she spoke of hatred, a slight cold light flashed in her eyes, and Jia's eyes moved slightly, surprised by her expression. When she came up from the boiling lake that day, she was in a coma for a long time, and he also knew that she almost jumped into the lake to die for the king of Jin. But in this short period of time, she became neither crying nor fussing, and her expression was quiet, which surprised him, and now, she said the word "revenge" easily.

But before he could speak, Xia Chuqi smiled again, "If it's wrong, then live well and forgive your sins." Something wrong, can't be remedied. Those who should be remembered, keep it in mind. But Boss A, there is a debtor and a debtor, and hatred should not be pressed in his heart. ”

As soon as Jia looked up, he looked at her with a red face.

"Yes, it's really your fault."

When he finished speaking apologetically, seeing him tugging at the quilt like a child, drooping his head, the corners of her lips tugged, and she wanted to smile, but she still didn't laugh after all.

When he spoke, Xia Chuqi did not interrupt.

"If I had not taken it lightly that day, you would not have been taken captive. On that day, in the Death Room, if it weren't for me, Your Highness would have been fine...... Everything was my fault, and if it weren't for me, there wouldn't have been anything later. Xia Chu, damn it, it's me. ”

"Huh?" At the beginning of summer, the seven foxes looked at her suspiciously.

Jiayi's head hung down slightly, "It's all my fault." ”

Xia Chuqi pursed his lips, "I know." ”

"I'm afraid of thunder."

"Okay." Jia swallowed his saliva, answered, and Zheng Erbao helped him sit on the head of the bed, drank the medicine she had prepared, looked at her several times, thought about it, and finally looked at her with a little apology, and said the apology that had been long delayed.

She said lightly again.

"Drink the medicine."

In a drowsy state, she in his mind was still vaguely on the way to Abaga, the girl with sly eyes, a light smile on her lips, and a domineering girl. Instead of the person who doesn't seem to be sad or sad now, but in fact his temperament has changed drastically.

This made Jia's gaze look at her a little deeper.

Her voice was extremely flat.

"Well, you are blocking the meridians with blood stasis, plus your heart and liver qi are deficient, your soul is out of balance, and it will take some time to recover completely."

Jia Yi looked at her, opened his mouth, did not make a sound, just nodded.

"How do you feel better today?"

Xia Chuqi pursed his lips and took his pulse.

A Yi lay quietly on the bed. Because of his tall stature, the bed seemed to be a little small, and it looked very incongruous with his appearance. After her careful treatment, his injuries improved, and his voice was much clearer, but his spirit was extremely bad.

After dinner, Xia Chuqi went to the next tent.

……

"It's better not to find it."

Low, muttered.

Xia Chuqi smiled and leaned on the cushion handed by Zheng Erbao.

"Not yet, the Metropolitan Governor and the Chief of the Guards Chen have been organizing people to salvage. Come to think of it, you're about to find it......"

Rufeng was a little unbearable, but he comforted her in the end.

This sentence has been asked many times.

"Brother Rufeng, can there be progress?"

He bowed down and carefully used a spoon to cool the hot porridge a little before handing it to Xia Chuqi's hand. Xia Chuqi glanced at her gratefully, brushed her hair, came over, and looked at the wind that delivered the food.

"Princess, will you have some food?"

Before this, Zheng Erbao didn't worry about anything else, he was afraid that the person most cherished by his master would follow him. He knew his grandfather, and if Chu Qi went, he wouldn't feel good. Therefore, he had to do his best to wait for Chu Qi well, so that when he went to the bottom, when he saw his master, he could also pat his chest and have a clear conscience.

I don't know what he said to Chu Qi that night, but when he got up the next day, Chu Qi seemed to have forgotten those things, and the whole person fell silent, and even had a smile on his face again.

But he is also grateful to him.

Zheng Erbao didn't like Dongfang Qingxuan's concern.

Dayan and Beidi have started a war, but the excavation in the imperial tomb is still going on intensely, and the vigilance in the camp has not been relaxed. In view of the fact that Xia Chuqi had been taken captive before the beginning of the summer, and there was an avalanche, Dongfang Qingxuan was very careful, and he also asked Rufeng to take care of her food personally.

The one who delivers the meal is like the wind.

After the tea, I returned to the camp tent and the meal came.

……

"Woo......"

"If you cry again, I will kill you and let you go down to wait for him."

In the past two days, he has been like this, crying at every turn, looking at this situation, Xia Chuqi raised his head and exhaled a breath.

"Princess, minion...... The minion misses his master. ”

Zheng Erbao lowered his eyes, and his eyes were red and red.

"Let's go."

The trumpet of the battalion blew out, and it was low and low, and it pressed down like lead to the heart. She took a deep breath, suddenly felt uncomfortable, and turned her head to look at Zheng Erbao behind her.

"Uh......h Woo......"

But it always seemed to her that something was missing.

The prestige of the Golden Guard is as strong as ever.

Xia Chuqi didn't go to practice for Yuan You, standing on the slope, she looked at the advancing army, listened to the sound of countless horses' hooves raised at the same time, only to feel that under such a dazzling skylight, the sky and the earth were cold.

Tens of thousands of troops rushed north, the snow was splashed by horses, and from near and far, the long procession looked like a long dragon. In the vastness, facing the wind, majestic.

On the twenty-ninth day of the twenty-sixth year of Hongtai, the war that had been silent for a long time set off again, and this time, the person who commanded the army was not Zhao Zhu, but Yuan You.

……

……

For a long time, she fought a cold war and brought herself close to the fire.

Yuan You went, and Xia Chuqi was silent for a while.

"Okay, I'll save it."

Her pain entered her heart and bones.

Originally, she could talk about Zhao Zhu so calmly, and Yuan You should feel relieved and relieved. It can be seen that although there is no pain between her eyebrows, he suddenly feels blocked in his heart.

Xia Chuqi lowered his head, didn't look at him, seemed to feel cold, leaned his body against the stove, and his tone was a little colder, "Zhao Shijiu said that the battlefield is changing rapidly, from impermanence to victory generals, in the blink of an eye, you can change the situation of the battle, and you can't be sloppy." ”

"Don't worry, your brother and I are very powerful, and we have never lost a battle."

Glancing at her, Yuan Yu rubbed his hands.

Xia Chuqi smiled meaninglessly, and then didn't say much to him, but only instructed softly: "Brother, on the battlefield, the sword has no eyes, and it is this kind of weather, the Beidi people are more familiar with the terrain than the Dayan army, you should be careful, take care of yourself." ”

"Chu Qi......?"

"Wouldn't it be too cheap to kill him?"

The corners of her lips curled slightly, like the expression he was familiar with every time he was in front of the whole person. But in this expression, there is some ruthlessness that is not usually there, and there is less lighthearted narrowness.

Xia Chuqi smiled lightly and asked very quietly, but Yuan You was stunned when he heard it, "What do you mean by this?" ”

"Heh, why are you so kind?"

Seeing that she was fine, Yuan You breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, "I was escorted out of Yinshan early this morning and transferred to Beiping." If it weren't for Dongfang Qingxuan's stopping, I would have to kill him, this time in Yinshan, first humiliated Tianlu, and then kidnapped you, which caused an avalanche, causing ......" to glance at her, he said, "Causing Tianlu to have an accident, it's all a good thing that this old man did." But Chu Qi, don't worry, master, I will kill him sooner or later, and let out this evil breath. ”

But she withdrew her hand and smiled. Instead of talking about the topic, he asked him instead, "Xia Tingde left?" ”

Her hands were cold.

"Chu Qi, brother lost his words."

Sweeping her pale face, Yuan You was shocked and speechless, his face was hot, and he patted her hands in confusion.

Xia Chuqi's hand froze, and the smile froze on his face.

Xia Chuqi shook his head and smiled, "You are acting like this, people who don't know, they still think that you are my brother, not my brother." After that, she didn't care, and wiped the sweat from his forehead very calmly. But before he could withdraw his hand, he heard him say, "I usually see you wiping your sweat for Uncle Nineteen, and you say the same about him?" ”

He had a slightly cramped expression, like a wayward child.

"I have dirty hands, Miss Lao."

Yuan Yu didn't take the towel handkerchief, his eyes narrowed, but he stretched his head forward.

"Just rub it, little grandpa."

Xia Chuqi frowned and handed over a towel.

Seeing that she was calmer than herself, Yuan Yu exhaled, not knowing whether to be happy or worried. Probably he had just come in after training, and in such a cold weather, he looked at her, and the corners of his forehead were sweating all the time.

Xia Chuqi's eyelids jumped, and he looked at him, "You've said it many times." ”

"The matter of Tianlu, you mourn."

He didn't seem to have any intention of talking about the war, and said perfunctorily, Danfeng's eyes were slightly raised, and the narrow tails of his eyes had a hint of melancholy, but they were very good-looking.

After a few more pleasantries, he put down his helmet, and then sat down opposite her, "Beidi mobilized troops and horses and went straight to Yinshan, and stationed about fifty miles north of Yinshan......"

In today's conversation, he couldn't keep up with the rhythm.

Yuan Yu hesitated for a moment, and said "um".

"Going to war?"

Xia Chuqi's eyes flashed and he smiled.

But no matter how he pretended not to care, this smile was still not as chic as usual, but added a bit of calm, not quite like Yuan You.

Stared at her by a chill down his spine, Yuan Yu pretended to smile easily.

"What are you doing to see me like this, miss me?"

Is it that the longing is too keen, and the eyes are dazzled?

She knew that Yuanyou was Zhao Zhu's nephew, and it was normal to be a little similar. But in the usual years, she never noticed this.

It's really like.

Yuan You, who was dressed in cold and hard armor, looked a little similar to Zhao Zhu between his eyebrows.

For a moment, Xia Chuqi was in a trance.

Today, Yuan Yu is not dressed in a luxurious civilian robe like a few days ago, like a beautiful son, but a fine armor, with a long mantle of sable fur on the outside, a red cherry helmet tucked under the armpit, a stiff body, and a sword on his waist shining with shimmering brilliance.

Xia Chuqi raised his head and looked at him intently.

"Pounding medicine again?"

Before Zheng Erbao could speak, she only heard a "cough", and the curtain of the tent was opened again, and the people who came in observed her expression, and her voice was clear.

"He's here."

"Erbao father-in-law, you are too worried, I am friends with the Grand Duke. The words ...... paused, her calm emotions finally had a wisp of irrepressible sadness, her brows jumped very fast, as if she was trembling slightly, and her hands were covered in her chest.

Winking at him, she looked relaxed.

But Xia Chuqi understood it.

He was hesitant and didn't make it clear.

Zheng Erbao pursed his mouth, looked at the medicine in her hand, coughed lightly, as if he was unspeakable, and paused for a moment before he hesitated, "Princess, most of the governors treat you well, but my grandfather is ...... Princess, you, you're still ......"

"Okay."

Xia Chuqi silently put "lock love" on her wrist, turned it, looked at it, did not look up, only her eyelashes trembled, after a long time, when Zheng Erbao finally stopped, she raised her head, smiled lightly, and spit out a word.

chattering, Zheng Erbao said a lot of things.

"The princess doesn't have to be polite with the minions." Zheng Erbao glanced at her, pinched the hands hanging on the corners of his clothes, and his sharp voice was a little desolate, "Princess, the slave has been following the master for some years, and the master treats the slave well, so the slave is used to a little sex." The slave has offended the princess before, and the princess should not take it to heart. In the future, the princess will be the master of the slaves, and the servants will definitely serve you like a waiter......"

"Thank you, Erbao father-in-law."

It's a pair, and it's the only one in the world.

It is a pair, and the other is on Zhao Zhu's wrist.

Stroking the cold "lock love" in her palm, looking at its iron light, she seemed to recall the appearance when she drew the drawings carefully, her heart rolled like a wave, the corners of her lips curved, and she smiled.

What is lost and regained is extremely valuable.

On that day, she was taken into the army, and when she woke up, her love was gone. Later, when asked about Zhao Zhu, he said that he was in the camp, and in the past few days, she was busy with these things, and she forgot to ask Zheng Erbao.

With a light "oh", Xia Chuqi's eyes sparkled, and he wiped his hands on his clothes, and then he took over the "lock love" wrist guard as if he was holding a heart and liver baby.

Seeing that she was stunned, Zheng Erbao looked at the things in his hand, and whispered: "Before you go to the military hoard that day, let me put it away first, and wait for you to come back, and then give it to you." ”

Xia Chuqi's eyelids jumped slightly, and the hand that pounded the medicine paused.

"It's yours."

Seeing that she was still "clicking" the medicine in her hand, her expression was extremely calm, Zheng Erbao's white face squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying, and slowly stretched out his hand and handed over something.

"Erbao father-in-law, is there something?"

She thought that in Zheng Erbao's heart, she might also want to find a support. He is the one who follows Zhao Bottle, day by day, month by month, year by year, with him all his life, up and down, now that Zhao Bottle is not there, he still has to find someone to follow, otherwise, how can he live?

This person is also strange, although he was respectful to her before, he had never called her so seriously, and the word "princess" was also shouted by him since Zhao Zhu's accident.

Xia Chuqi looked up at her, with a slight smile on the corner of his lips.

Zheng Erbao opened the curtain and came in, snorting his hands, with a more sad expression on his face than her. In the past few days, he has lost a lot of weight.

"Princess."

The corners of her lips were raised, and her face was light and waveless.

War is an activity that human beings have never stopped for thousands of years, and it may be because of war that development and civilization are uncertain, so what does it matter.

But compared to the first time she heard about the war, she didn't feel much.

Dayan's excavation of the imperial tomb finally annoyed the Beidi people.

It's going to be war.

She sat in front of the desk, the medicine box placed on the desk was placed very neatly by her, the smell of medicine filled her nose, and the sound of the soldiers outside drinking during the drill was mixed with the sound of her pounding medicine, which was very rhythmic.

The salvage in the boiling lake continued, and Xia Chuqi was still living in that tent, which had everything she was familiar with, a table, a stool, a table, a chair, a book, and even the "Fengyue Heart Sutra......

It's the twenty-eighth of the lunar month.

At night, the wind swept the snow, sweeping the smoke of the camp into the cold sky, like an ethereal mist. In the big tent north of the camp, there was a "knock" sound of pounding medicine.

The north wind is ruthless, and the snow is thick in the yin mountains.