The sky is still bleak.

There were a few dark clouds in the wind, and it was indescribably cold. The sun hid thousands of miles away, occasionally showing his face, only to flee for a while.

Although it was still noon, it was as oppressive as dusk.

Ah Mo threw a few more carbons into the brazier, she clapped her hands, dusted off the dust, and looked towards Jinghua.

He was covered with a thick quilt, and a mink velvet of a seven-tailed mink was sealed on the quilt, and he was half-leaning on the bed, his eyes empty.

If he hadn't been unconscious, he would have maintained this position most of the time, dazed, and didn't know what he was thinking.

It's been almost a month since the end of the war.

The political situation in Mobei is stable, the new climate is conducive to farming, and cattle and sheep can also grow meat. Before Shi Er and Kuaifang returned, the first batch of wheat seedlings had been harvested, and the harvest was very good. The people of Yanlong prostrate on the ground excitedly, thanking the Heavenly Emperor for his divine might.

After the two returned, they worked with Tian Meng to reorganize the troops and return to the military headquarters first. These people have a very tacit understanding, without Jinghua's orders, everything is in order, and there is no need to worry about anything.

Xuanhua and Qinglan were injured by Jiang Chiyu's Red Flame Jiuxiao, although the injuries were serious, but both of them had a good foundation, and after raising them for more than ten days, they were almost healed. Qinglan couldn't sit still, and was anxious to take Jiang Yi's body back to Mobei and bury his parents together.

He came to ask Jinghua for leave, but Jinghua didn't ask, so he agreed.

Yun Mengze returned to his original state, but Tianmen Mountain fell, and under Tianmen Mountain, countless bones were buried on the spot.

Jiang Chiyu's army of 300,000 naturally lost a lot. Of the 200,000 soldiers of the Celestial Clan, only a little more than 10,000 remained. Both sides are devastated. Fortunately, there are still 100,000 reinforcements brought out by the Emperor of Heaven at the end, otherwise there will only be sparse defeated soldiers on the way back to the Nine Heavens, which is ugly.

Yun Mengze, there are only three people left, an elephant.

Before Qinglan left, he helped Xuanhua build a small wooden house, and surrounded the enchantment to shield Jinghua from the cold.

Ah Mo wanted to take Jinghua to Miaoyuan for medical treatment immediately after the war, but his current body was too weak, and he was afraid that any bit of running around on the road would cause deterioration. The only way to do this is to quietly recuperate for a while, and then find a way to wait for the condition to stabilize a little.

Yun Mengze, it's getting colder and colder every day.

Although it does not belong to the north in the strict sense, because it is located in the middle of the mountains, the mountain breeze is astringent, and the cold is overcast.

This hut is well built, and although there are no good materials to be found temporarily, because of the spell, it is also warm, separating the inside and outside of the house into two seasons.

Xuanhua went to the mountains all day long to hunt all kinds of furs, foxes, raccoon dogs, sables, lynxes, wild badgers, civet cats...... The wild beasts of the mountains have been terrified lately, but anyone with half a hair has hid even the pheasants.

When he came back from the hunt, he kept the meat to eat, and the skin was carefully peeled off, cleaned up, and handed over to Ah Mo. Xuanhua left the Nine Heavens when he was a teenager and traveled alone in the east, west, north and south, and all these jobs were done decently.

Then, Ah Mo sewed bed bed after bed of cloaks, big hats, and quilts with her unelegant female red...... tirelessly piled on Jinghua.

When Xuanyuan Yu left, Xuanhua immediately set off to Beiyin Mountain and continue to find Yinlongyi.

But he never left.

That's the best, Ah Mo thought, she really hopes that someone can stay with her and strengthen her courage.

The way Jinghua looks now is terrifying.

"Jinghua. She screamed softly, and walked over to the bed, to find him asleep again at some point.

When she woke up in the morning, she shook her head and refused to eat any more after drinking two small mouthfuls of rice soup.

She didn't dare to force him anymore, for fear that he would vomit and hurt his body even more. She sat in the doorway, took a needle and thread, and sewed her leather jacket there.

He kept his eyes wide open and tried to look out the window. From time to time, I looked back to see if she was away.

He seemed to be special, especially attached to her now, and as long as he couldn't find her for a moment, he was in a hurry.

I sat like this all morning, but I didn't say anything.

Ah Mo put his hand into the quilt and helped him pull the quilt up, almost revealing only one head.

Their bed was stuffed with fur by her, and behind him was cushioned, his legs were covered, and his body was covered with all kinds of raccoon hair, fox hair, sable hair, and lynx hair......

She sneered, and he felt like he was sleeping in a pile of fur.

But so much fur, so warm, only made him pale and thin.

She touched his thin cheek distressedly, and there was hardly any sign of life except for the faint snort and the occasional fluttering of long eyelashes.

Jiang Chiyu was too cruel to those tortures he took.

He was already precarious, like a candle in the wind, but he still consumed spiritual power and used the "death of a thousand troops", if it wasn't for the last moment, Jiang Yi spent his whole body cultivating him, what would happen now, Ah Mo couldn't think about it.

He had lost too much blood, and the speed at which his wounds healed was simply as fast as Xuanhua and Qinglan. When changing the dressing every day, Ah Mo is thinking about how much blood can be shed in a person's body.

He lay quietly in the ridiculously thick pile of fur, so pale that it was almost transparent, as if it would turn into a breeze and disappear at any moment.

"Fool, I told you not to talk nonsense!" Ah Mo complained.

She still remembered that on the eve of the war, he stayed up all night in order to plan the war, and she urged him to lie down early and rest. At that time, he was still laughing and coaxing her, saying that when the battle was over, he would lie down every day, and even ask her to bring food.

"You crow's mouth! I said that the good ones are not bad spirits! and you said that you would take me to play!

She muttered quietly, wiped away the tears that had almost flowed, and smiled again.

She is an optimistic person.

Anyway, my Jinghua is still alive, isn't it?

Momo knows that you must be very uncomfortable, every part of your body, every moment is very uncomfortable.

But Jinghua still survived, didn't she?

Even if it's so hard, you still can't bear to leave Momo alone, so no matter how hard you work, you have to grit your teeth and live!

As long as you live, there will be hope!

She leaned her head lightly against him, inhaling the cold scent of his body mixed with the smell of medicine.

Jinghua, should you hold on for me, okay?

I really, really can't live without you.

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Before he could open his eyes, he felt a sharp pain rush out of every bone joint in his body, as if he had suddenly been dragged into hell, and the lava-like karmic fire was desperately scorching.

His hand clenched the sheet.

"Momo!"

He gasped for a moment, and when the burning pain subsided, he called her softly.

"Momo!" still didn't answer.

He was anxious, and shouted louder, and when he saw that there was no one in the house, he lifted the quilt and struggled to get off the ground.

When Ah Mo ran in, he saw Jinghua sitting on the ground, wearing only a middle coat. She was startled and quickly pulled him up.

He didn't even have any strength in him, so Ah Mo even dragged and hugged him, and it took a lot of effort to get him back to bed.

Just like that, his heart was already beating wildly, and he could see the irregular and violent rise and fall of his chest through the quilt.

"Jinghua, why are you so up?" she soothed his chest and helped him calm down.

After a while, he could barely speak, "Where have you been?"

"I went to the stove room to mix some meat filling, and Xuanhua said to eat dumplings tonight. ”

Ah Mo wiped the fine sweat oozing from his forehead due to his busyness with his sleeve, and said happily: "Jinghua, it's going to be the New Year!"

He seemed to be a little sluggish, and after a while, he lowered his head and said softly: "Already, is it going to be the New Year?"

"Yes," Ah Mo looked excited, "tonight is Chinese New Year's Eve." Jinghua, how did you celebrate the New Year in the Nine Heavens? Besides the meal in Yaochi, is there anything else to enjoy?"

Jinghua thought for a moment and shook his head, "It's nothing fun. ”

In his impression, at the end of the year, all departments had to report on their work, and he, as the commander of the military department, had to go to Lingxiao Hall on time to report to his father how many battles he had fought and won in the year.

Also, on the morning of the first day of the new year, I want to go to my father and mother to say goodbye and have a spring ceremony. Father and mother sat high and unsmiling, and their brothers stepped forward one by one, and said something like the consecration of the Eucharist, and the rumbling of heaven.

Neither of these is fun.

In addition, there is also an impression related to the New Year, that the New Year has a half-month holiday, there is no need to go out to exercise, and most soldiers with families will choose to go home to reunite with their families.

At this time of year, he saw them happily packing up their things and preparing gifts for their families, and when he came home, he could see his father and brother, daughter-in-law and children who he hadn't seen for a year, and he was all excited.

The soldiers who stayed behind were also allowed to drink and gamble in the barracks. He would also sometimes take two sips with them.

His father and brother were all around, but he didn't feel like he was reunited.

Ah Mo sighed for him, and then said proudly, "You guys are really boring, Jinghua, take you to our Xihai for the New Year next year, that's fun! Just now Xuanhua also told me about his New Year in the world, saying that they all eat dumplings during the New Year." Jinghua, have you ever eaten dumplings?"

Jinghua shook his head.

He just wanted to say no, but the burning pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow suddenly jumped up, making him unable to speak for a while, so he had to cough with his fists as a cover.

"Jinghua, are you uncomfortable again?" Ah Mo already knew him well.

"Nope. ”

There was some abnormal redness on his cheeks, and when Ah Mo touched his forehead, it was really hot.

"Why is it burning again?" she frowned.

He has been suffering from a low-grade fever lately, and on two occasions he had a particularly severe fever, almost losing consciousness and falling into a dehydrated coma.

"No, no fever. He insisted.

"Jinghua!"

"I just don't!" he said abruptly, childlike unreasonable.

Ah Mo was a little stunned by his yelling, looked at him, and was stunned for a long time without speaking.

His hand holding the corner of the quilt was still trembling, and his voice was weak, low, but still stubborn: "I'm fine, there is nothing uncomfortable." ”

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