He snorted and turned around noncommittally, the aura that cooled in an instant made her a little apprehensive.

"I'm not asking too much, am I?" Xia Qingyun's slender fingers touched the tip of his nose to hide the panic in his heart.

"Are you sure?" He took a step forward, his broad shoulders less than a foot away from the tip of her nose, and lowered his head, the blue runes on the silver mask glittering in the candlelight, "No regrets? ”

Xia Qingyun was forced to take a step back by his momentum, supporting the edge of the table with both hands, and his heart jumped wildly.

She took a deep breath and looked directly into her eyes behind the mask, "What is there to regret." Even if you're ugly! General Zhenyuan doesn't eat with his face! ”

He was shocked, slowly retreated, withdrew from the halo of candlelight, and whispered: "Since you insist, then"

"General!" A broken cry came from outside the tent, and two men in black wearing brass masks broke into the military tent one after the other.

The one in front was Zhiqiu, and Dark Moon wanted to grab her arm in the back, but she threw her away.

She walked up to Xia Qingyun with extreme dissatisfaction in her voice, "I warned you!" Why force the general to take off his mask? Is a person's appearance that important? ”

The four of them were General Zhenyuan's personal guards, and although they were guarding outside the tent just now, several of them had excellent ears, and they could hear the conversation between the two clearly.

Zhiqiu broke in unexpectedly, which was already beyond the authority of the guards, but in a hurry, she couldn't care so much.

Xia Qingyun and the general were stunned at the same time, not waiting for her to answer. The general said in a deep voice: "Don't retreat yet!" ”

When Zhiqiu heard the order, she stomped her feet on the spot angrily, turned around and ran out of the tent, and Dark Moon hurriedly chased after her.

"You two, have you met?" The general asked hesitantly.

Xia Qingyun bit her lip, nodded slightly, and told the story of meeting Zhiqiu in the pond that day, and asked worriedly, "You won't blame her, right?" ”

"It turns out that you know so much, and you have been hiding it from me, but you are still willing to help me. Why? ”

She was a little confused. "What, why?"

"Why didn't you ask me directly after you found out?"

"You must have your reasons for doing this, your suffering. Yours have no choice but to treat you as a friend. If you are friends, you should respect each other, I think. You're going to sue me someday, aren't you? ”

She looked at him steadily, waiting for his answer.

He was silent for a moment. His fists clenched and released, as if he had made a final decision.

"Well, I promise you!"

As he spoke, he turned his head, reached out to take off the silver mask, and slowly turned his head.

The candlelight was dim, Xia Qingyun couldn't really see it, she took a step lightly and raised her eyes.

"Ahh She exclaimed, covered her mouth with her hands, and froze there.

"Still scares you." He bowed his head gloomily, not daring to let the candlelight shine on his face.

"You are you, you are you," Xia Qingyun muttered, unable to believe his eyes.

Sword eyebrows, dark eyes, tall nose bridge, thin lips, slightly upturned corners of the mouth are actually the handsome Jin old man who has entangled her, lightened her!

However, when his face turned to the other side, from his forehead to his neck, there was a large dark purple scar with pitted holes, like a demon crawling out of hell, which made people shudder!

She stared blankly at his half-handsome, half-ugly face, full of shock and horror.

"I" he opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to explain it.

Xia Qingyun took two steps back sideways, grabbed the back of the chair tightly with both hands back, and asked coldly, "You, who is it?" I don't think your name must be a Golden Million! ”

A trace of pain flashed in his eyes, he paced to the marching bed and sat down, lowered his head, and said in a hoarse voice: "My name is Si Hong Bowen." During that time, the gang that had just cleared out the Golden Million, and some aftermath matters were not dealt with, so they temporarily borrowed the name of the Golden Million. ”

"Qingyun, the first time we met in the cave, you saved me. I really only wanted to know who the benefactor was, so I sent Zhiqiu to follow you secretly. Later, after I recovered from my injury, I secretly went to see you and really liked you."

He raised his head and plucked up the courage to say, "At that time, I thought that after the matter was done, I could live a stable life, so I went to propose marriage to you." Who knew that not long after, the East China Sea Japanese invaded repeatedly, and I had to go to me to sue you, to leave for a while, and let you wait for me, but later"

"Later, your face"

"In a melee with the Japanese Bandits, I was splashed with oil and burned."

He smiled bitterly and touched the scar on his face, "Not only on the face, but also on the body, even stricter than the face, my right arm can only be raised to the height of the shoulder and the throat now, because I inhaled the scorching smoke If you hadn't asked Jian Ying to send those gourds in time, I'm afraid I would have gone to serve Lord Yama on an errand." ”

He looked at Xia Qingyun, "I'm afraid of scaring you, I'm even more afraid, I'm even more afraid that you'll avoid me, so"

"So, you have been wearing a mask, and you don't dare to tell me my true identity!" She said angrily.

He hung his head in despair.

Xia Qingyun felt that his heart was being grabbed by an invisible big hand, and it was indescribably painful!

The man in front of him is no longer the handsome, handsome, high-spirited, and confident old man Jin a few months ago. The once tall and burly figure has become so thin. The eyes that had once stared at her so hotly lost their former brilliance.

How many times had she imagined the appearance of General Zhenyuan, imagining what kind of face he would look under that strange silver mask, but she never imagined that he would be the one who had kissed her domineeringly.

In the military tent, only the candlelight danced from time to time, and the two people stood there like statues.

After a while, Xia Qingyun asked in an astringent voice, "Have you seen Lang Zhong?" ”

She asked on her lips, but she already knew the answer in her heart, such a severe burn. Even if you change to a previous life and have a facelift with the most advanced skin grafting surgery, it is difficult to restore the original appearance.

He shook his head and said nothing.

"Come here, let me see." She commanded.

Si Hong Bowen hesitated, stood up, and walked in front of her.

Xia Qingyun stretched out his hand and gently touched the scar on his face, "Does it hurt?" ”

"It doesn't hurt after drinking your spring water."

Her hand slid down his face and stopped on his chest, her fingers moving. I wanted to untie his robe.

Si Hong Bowen's body trembled. Trying to dodge her fingers.

"Don't move!" She exclaimed.

Lifting the placket of his clothes, Xia Qingyun couldn't help frowning.

From the neck down, the right shoulder, armpit, and chest are all dark purple shocking scars!

And under the left ribs. There was also a long knife wound. The wound did not heal well. Twisted like a giant centipede.

Her hands trembled uncontrollably, and she was so distressed that she couldn't breathe. Is this man made of iron? was so seriously injured, and brought someone to save her. Also on a horse and marching in a hurry! And jump up and catch some fireflies for her!

"Don't look," he said in a trembling voice, reaching out to push her away.

She willfully brushed his hand away, and then, with both hands on his neck, stood on tiptoe, pressed the soft lip flap tightly against his lips, and kissed him affectionately.

He snorted, wrapped his arms around her, pressed her tightly to his chest, and the tip of his tongue picked open his cherry lips to touch her small slippery tongue.

Xia Qingyun's blood boiled all over his body, and he felt that everything around him was spinning.

His chest was hot, his heart was pounding out, his lips were as hot as ever, and his hands were tightly wrapped around her slender waist.

Outside the tent, four men in black in brass masks looked at each other awkwardly and covered their ears together.

It wasn't until dawn that Si Hong Bowen and Xia Qingyun walked out of the tent together, and the two of them held hands, indescribably gentle and sweet.

Although they hugged each other all night in the tent, they invariably guarded the last line of defense, and the best fruit must be left on the most precious night of life to be picked!

Three days later, Xia Qingyun set off for Yuzhou.

Before leaving, she filled all the gourds with spring water, and left some excellent tea leaves, and told her all kinds of instructions before she reluctantly said goodbye.

Si Hong Bowen's silver mask was also included in the treasure pavilion by her, and it was called a souvenir. In Xia Qingyun's words, how can a dignified and ambitious general hide his face and be a man! A little scar is nothing, this is called military merit!

She resolutely refused to let him send a man in black to escort her, and finally broke free from his embrace and lingering kisses, and got into the carriage driven by Han Jiangshi.

From the frontier to Yuzhou, I walked for two days, and the hot and humid weather gradually became cool again.

entered Yuzhou City, inquired all the way, and soon found the mansion of the Hua family.

Hua Sedum was informed by his subordinates, and greeted him out of the door in three steps and two steps.

"Miss Xia, I can be regarded as looking forward to you!" He said repeatedly, "Since I received your letter, I have not dared to go anywhere, and I have been waiting at home every day!" ”

"Uncle, I'm really sorry, something is delayed on the road!" Xia Qingyun gave a salute, and followed Hua Sedum inside.

The house of the flower family is very magnificent, the eaves of the corridor are flying, the carved beams are painted, the rockery in the courtyard is flowing water, the flowers are budding, the green leaves are sparse, and it is a scene of its own.

Passing through the verandah from the hall, Hua Jingtian let her into the living room and sat down, and after another greeting, Xia Qingyun asked with a smile: "Uncle, how are the preparations for the tea house?" ”

"According to what we discussed before, everything has been implemented!" Hua Jingtian took out a few house deeds and handed them to Xia Qingyun.

"Miss Xia, please take a look, these are the deeds. Wait a minute, I'll take you to the newly bought house, not far from here, it used to be a house for a family, but last year the family moved to Jiangnan, and it was empty. I bought it and renovated it, I guarantee your satisfaction! ”

Xia Qingyun thanked him with a smile, and the two chatted about the customs of Yuzhou for a while, and then Hua Jingtian led the way to the new house.

The new house is separated from the Hua family by a few streets, and it took half a stick of incense to walk. The surrounding alleys are spacious and clean, and there is an osmanthus tree planted every short distance, which is a good place to take a quiet place.

In the courtyard of Sanjin, Hua Sedum has sent someone to clean it spotlessly, and several mothers-in-law greeted her, Xia Qingyun sent them one by one, and invited Hua Sedum to sit down.

"I won't bother!" Hua Jingtian smiled and excused herself: "Miss Xia has traveled a long way, rest early today, and early tomorrow morning, let's go to the tea house again!" (To be continued......)