It wasn't until the snow eagle in the sky circled mightily and its wings swirled overhead that Zhen Yue raised her head suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she lifted the reins and ran in the direction of the snow eagle. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was a snow eagle that grew up in the Beichuan Plateau, beastly and ferocious, and only recognized one master in his life, Zhen Yue naturally knew whose letter eagle it was.

However, just after running a short distance, he was stopped by Ji Jianxuan, who looked anxious, he sat on horseback and didn't say a word, but those bright eyes were like a layer of ink, complicated and incomprehensible.

Who can not wonder? Obviously, Zhen Yue and Beimo Ling are incompatible, but King Ling, who is terrified in the world in the world hegemony, is willing to withdraw from the army, although Ji Jianxuan is honest, he is not stupid, and at this moment, he naturally understands Qiu Sheng's intention of sending Zhen Yue to the enemy.

"Ji Jianxuan, don't worry, I'll be fine, I'll go back as soon as I go!"

"Drive!"

She snapped, and the prancing horse whipped away, and the wind ruffled up her robe under her light armor, like an eagle flying with its wings, as if it would never return.

Ji Jianxuan has been standing in place, looking at the direction where the woman disappeared without blinking, he suddenly felt sorry for her, today's battle, I am afraid that it will soon spread throughout the world, she treats the prince wholeheartedly, but the prince finally sent her to the battlefield where there is no return, and she let the enemy's million-strong division retreat without spending a single soldier, so how will she gain a foothold in Dongtan in the future?

Will she ever come back?

The dense banyan trees are green and blue, the sky is overcast, and there is still light falling on the branches and leaves, which looks vibrant in the wet and cold autumn.

Under the tree stood a handsome man, always surrounded by a cold breath, and the horse's horse's hooves were gouging at one end of the tree, hinting at the sudden sound of horses' hooves in the distance.

The snow eagle circled around the banyan tree a few times, roared, and flew into the sky.

Zhen Yue stopped the galloping horse and quietly looked at the man who was as deep as the sea under the tree, until the man turned his head and collided with her, she slowly dismounted and led the horse over, the wind had dried the tears in the corners of her eyes, and there was no trace in sight.

She walked beside him, looking in the same direction as him, with mountains and mountains, mountains and rivers, a great river and mountain.

The two were silent for a long time, until the man sighed almost inaudibly, and said lightly: "You don't have to come." ”

"Then why are you waiting?"

From the moment Zhen Yue saw the snow eagle hovering in the sky, she knew that this was Bei Moling sending a message to her, and she came to the appointment without thinking.

Bei Moling chuckled: "Forever sharp." After a long time, he turned to look at the girl's emaciated face and whispered, "Why do you think I let you come?" ”

Zhen Yue's heart was suffocated, and she looked at him with mixed tastes, but she couldn't say a word.

"Don't worry, I won't use the withdrawal to blackmail you into coming with me, just thinking, I don't know when I will see you again this time, this road is your choice, and I will wait for you to finish it."

"Is it worth it?" Zhen Yue had mixed feelings, and saw him chuckle again, with a bitter smile and no care.

Bei Moling raised his hand and gently stroked her thin cheeks, his fingertips were gentle, seeing that she didn't raise her eyebrows angrily, nor did she scold him for being obscene and shameful, the corners of her mouth smiled: "I can't answer this question yet, whether it's worth it or not can only be judged after it's over, it's not over yet, how to measure it." ”

The fingers on his cheeks were cold in the familiar, his fingertips had a layer of calluses, but he didn't feel pain, in this vast day, inexplicably warmed her heart, and the feeling of emptiness came up again, sensing that his hand retreated, and even had the urge to grab him, but reason finally prevailed over emotion.

"Bei Moling, in this life, I owe you everything, I can't pay it back, if there is an afterlife, I am willing to repay you by being a cow and a horse."

Bei Mo Ling's long eyebrows twisted, and the tenderness of the previous moment turned into anger, "People are like red dust mayflies in this life, and the life of mayflies is short, like a short moment of eye contact, don't prevaricate me with such words, hum!" Afterlife? Let's talk about this life first! ”

The man snorted coldly, his robe flew up, and he turned around and walked towards the war horse.

"Bei Mo Ling!"

Bei Mo Ling paused, looked up at the cloudy sky, squinted and said: "I'm not a good talker, I won't spit out half of the Dongtan city that eats into my stomach, you are acting in Xiliangguan, thinking that the victory is in your hands, it is not worth mentioning in my eyes, you don't have to have too much burden, and there is ......." He half-turned his head, stared at her and said: "You are highly respected in Dongtan, and you were pushed to the battlefield, but you retreated, and you must not have a good time when you go back, so don't be too reckless in everything, protect yourself first, take care!" ”

Zhen Yue didn't know that his sentence of taking care was as heavy as a thousand falls, no one knew the surging and reluctance in his heart, and he even resisted the urge to kidnap her again and again, year after year, day after day, he didn't know how long he would have to wait to get her back.

That's it, that's it, she has to do it in this life, what's the way to wait for a long time.

Zhen Yue watched him get on the horse's back and ride away, the green leaves flying and falling all over the sky, dotted with a few traces of withered yellow, falling all over her eyes.

At that moment, a crazy thought came out of her heart, she wanted to call him, wanted to run over and grab his sleeve, but she opened her mouth, her throat seemed to be blocked by cotton, she couldn't make a sound, her legs seemed to be filled with water and lead, she didn't move, she couldn't take a step.

The crazy pain spread, without any stopping power, he gave up the world and changed her life to Chang'an, walking chic and neat, but making her cold heart empty and messy.

Ask the women of the world, who doesn't want to be regarded as a treasure, who doesn't want to be compared to the country, he never said that he loved her, never said how important she was in his heart, but he did not hesitate to regard the world as dust, and laughed that she covered the world with his hands on the world.

Bei Mo Ling, how can you be so cruel, I would rather you coerce me as before, coerce me, and make me hate you, but why did you do it so simply, like a sharp sword destroying the wall that I have accumulated for many years in my heart, and caught me off guard!

The feelings that had been suppressed all these years rushed from all directions like a storm, and for the first time she began to face her heart when the sound of the man's hooves disappeared into the gray sky.

She slowly squatted down with her throbbing heart, crying bitterly, she wanted to suppress this feeling that made her scared and hurt, but the more she tried her best, the more the figure of Bei Mo Ling left would appear in her mind, lingering, like a nightmare.

She finally understood that something had changed, even a long time ago.

Qianfan has gone through all the weather, and he has betrayed her with all his belief, but she has turned her back until death, and finally understands that the mood that has been entangled for many years under his affectionate pouring is affection, but what is the use of understanding? What else does she qualify?

Bear him again and again, even if the cold heart understands that the roots of love are planted for him, but they lose the courage to love.