Chapter 231: The Scruple in My Heart

When Zhen Yue and Qiu Sheng's relationship gradually stabilized, he noticed the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, and he smiled helplessly, and only she would make him irrepressible and involuntarily.

The blood on the tip of the nose also pulled the two back to reality, tens of thousands of soldiers in Dongtan were lined with iron armor, waving the war knife in their hands under the cover of night, shouting that Dongtan will win, long live the prince, and the foundation of the Tan country will last for generations.

The magnificent sound rushed straight into the sky, like music from ancient times, shaking the heart of every Dongtan person.

Qiu Sheng shook her palm, and ordered his subordinates in an orderly manner, the placement of prisoners of war, the cleanup of the battlefield, the deployment of border defenses, the face that was once forbearant and stiff, under the tempering of the years, exuded the spirit of an outstanding king, lost the gloom of his youth, and was calm and calm.

Zhen Yue looked at his tall back, the corners of her mouth gradually curved, they had all grown up and had moved in the direction of their childhood dreams, but fortunately she finally came back and stood side by side with him again.

"You're finally together."

Ji Jianxuan stepped forward and said quietly behind her.

"Yes, after thousands of mountains and rivers, thousands of swords, we finally got together." Zhen Yue exhaled softly, only she understood that this year she couldn't help herself, and the duckweed in the rain had a bumpy road.

Tens of thousands of Xitan soldiers acted in an orderly manner under the leadership of the generals, and the ambushed Dongtan soldiers were still wailing again and again, the ground was full of corpses filled with a number of wooden carts, the bright red ground was like fireworks from hell, and the air was humid and pungent.

Qiu Sheng arranged the matter, his eyes swept to the heroic army of 100 people, his eyebrows were moist, and he said slowly to Ji Jianxuan, who had not seen him for a year: "I owe you another favor today, thank you for bringing Xiaoyue safely." ”

"The prince doesn't need to say thank you." Ji Jianxuan's head is neither humble nor arrogant.

"Ding Yi, you arrange for General Ji and his subordinates to settle down, and you must not be lazy." Qiu Sheng waved his hand.

Ding Yi, the deputy general of the Yunchuan Army, hurriedly stepped forward and respectfully took the order, in fact, Ding Yi recognized Ji Jianxuan early in the morning, before the war, the two fought in Yuhe, but Ding Yi led the team in the dark, so Ji Jianxuan did not recognize it.

Ding Yi looked at the waists of the warriors without a trace, a delicate crossbow was ordinary and extraordinary, if it weren't for these epoch-making repeating crossbows, I was afraid that Ji Jianxuan would not get out lightly, causing Ding Yi to take a few more looks.

In less than a moment, Ji Jianxuan led his subordinates into Xining City.

The moon hangs high, the clear light is everywhere, and the night sky is like a navy blue curtain, dotted with sparkling stars.

Qiu Sheng left his entangled military affairs, led the war horse in one hand and the people in his heart in the other, did not shy away from everyone's eyes, and returned to his residence with Zhen Yue.

At the beginning of the night, people did not sleep, far away from the battlefield of gunsmoke, the devastated wasteland, the lights in the distance were as bright as stars, the battle was a great victory, and the people cheered all night long, holding high the red light.

The tired and cautious Dongtan soldiers who were tired and cautious all night set up wine to celebrate, hearty laughter filled the night, and the battle armor did not fade, and they still did not dare to slack off in light entertainment.

On the quiet roof away from the distraction, there are two figures sitting side by side, the silver moonlight sprinkles all over the shoulders, like a warm current on the smoke, and the perennial upright gradually softens.

Qiu Sheng smiled at the corner of his mouth, and rubbed his hand lightly and lightly against the woman's palm, as if only intimate contact could let him know that everything was real.

"It's the same as you imagined, it's warm, and even the air is sweet." Zhen Yue quietly listened to the noise in the distance, and her cold eyebrows gradually warmed up.

Qiu Sheng familiarly stroked her head, rubbed her hair as usual, and his voice was warm and burning: "Without you, it would be cold everywhere, and now that you are here, I feel that this place is as warm as the sun, it's good, you are still alive." ”

It's good that you're alive.

A simple word, only the two of them know, how much sadness and helplessness is contained in it, living is their only goal for seven years, even if it is like a dog, they have to get up and get up again in the cruelty of the dark, and now they have finally done it!

Zhen Yue knew that the separation of life and death a year ago had left a deep scar in his heart, and her eyes were full of sourness, and she grinned at him: "Stupid, isn't I good, now that I'm here, you not only have to take care of the food, but also take care of it, I'm here, you can't drive me away." ”

Qiu Sheng smiled loudly, a year apart, changing rapidly, Xiaoyue is still his Xiaoyue, those qi knots accumulated in his heart, in the woman's playful words, just disappeared.

"I'll take care of the food for the rest of my life, as long as you don't get tired of it." Qiu Sheng habitually pinned her falling hair behind her ears, and said gently: "Are you tired?" ”

Zhen Yue shook her head: "We went all the way to Wudu, came by trekking through mountains and rivers, and now sitting here, I don't feel tired at all." Suddenly, she remembered something, and her relaxed expression instantly became serious: "We met Baling Xiang Lao Wang in Qingcheng Mountain, Xiang Lao Wang is dead, his Wanguan family wealth has been transported away by Wang Ping, I think it should be almost to Yongdu City, you take the letter to Mr. Fan tomorrow, let Mr. Fan answer." ”

Qiu Sheng's expression flashed, and when he saw that she was still going to speak, he hurriedly interrupted: "Tonight, we won't talk about state affairs or military affairs, let's talk about the years of separation and make up for our losses." ”

Yes, the coming day is long, through the barrier, what can be more important than pouring out liver and sausage?

Zhen Yue squinted and smiled: "I'm an old mistake again, and I'm always prepared for danger in times of peace." ”

"Satsuki." Qiu Sheng called her with pity, his voice was as gentle as the breeze at night, blowing through her indifferent heart: "This is no longer the Kingdom of Shu, no longer the Qilinfang in crisis, we have straightened our bent back, in the land of the Kingdom of Tan, you can run freely, no longer worry about being afraid, no longer anxious and cautious, every qiē has me." ”

Wudi, an inexplicable pain spread in her heart, which made her panic, that is, three months ago, a man also said that he wanted to hold up a free sky for her and let her ride a horse and whip.

"Satsuki?"

Zhen Yue suddenly came back to her senses, she didn't know what was wrong with her, suppressed the thoughts in her heart, raised her eyes and smiled: "Okay, but I prefer to fight side by side with you and watch you reign over the world." ”

Qiu Sheng shook his head and smiled, just staring at her seriously, with a sharp chin, clear eyebrows and eyes, and a red Zhu Dan, he still looked like a deep heart, and for some reason, Qiu Sheng still saw the change in her, her eyes were still bright, but that flickering confusion, no matter how much he covered it up, he still couldn't escape his meticulous thoughts.

He opened his mouth, but he couldn't ask anything, and all his doubts and speculations were stuffed in his throat, like a hard wall blocking the waves of a thousand sails, and over time, the waves became a disaster. (To be continued.) )