"Lord Peng...", before Peng Yue walked to the gate of the camp, he was stopped by Zhao Hong not far away. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"What's the matter?" , Peng Yue frowned, with a faint sense of foreboding, "I'm not telling you to stay in Datong... Take care of Mrs. Leung? ”

It turned out that after Peng Yue decided to go to the Hetao, he found that the arrangement of Qiu Qingge was really a big problem. If she is sent back to Gansu, her identity is really awkward because of her father. And it is even more impossible to take her with you and let her go out with the army.

After thinking about it, he could only leave her in his own mansion in Datong, and she was not allowed to go out on weekdays, and she was kept secret from the outside world. And for fear that she would have any accidents in the house, she had to leave Zhao Hong, whom she trusted very much, to take care of her.

"I...", Zhao Hong still stood in the distance, looking like he didn't dare to approach Peng Yue, "You better go to the tent and take a look yourself..."

Peng Yue seemed to have figured out what was going on, sighed, pointed at Zhao Hong and said, "You come here, stay here, don't let anyone in!" ”

Peng Yue entered the camp nervously, and sure enough, the last thing she wanted to happen happened: she was wearing men's clothes and standing there with her back.

She also seemed to hear something, and she clenched the sword in her hand vigilantly, turned around and asked in a thick voice, "Who is it?" ”

The moment she saw it clearly, her heart twitched unconsciously, her lips moved, the rush and grievances of the past few days turned into tears, and Peng Yue in front of her was like a pool of lake water, rippling, indescribably gentle.

"Didn't I tell you to stay in Datong, how did you come here?" , Peng Yue's anger instantly vanished, and the anger that should have been turned into the most worrying greeting.

"I... Brother Peng...", Qiu Qingge suddenly threw himself into Peng Yue's arms and sobbed sadly, "There is news from the capital, saying... Say my daddy... I'm so worried about being rearraigned..."

When Peng Yue heard this, his heart tightened inexplicably, this arraignment of Qiu Luan was definitely not to pardon him, could it be that someone had made another break and made Zhu Houxi change his mind.

"You... Where did you hear the news, isn't it... Did you hear it wrong? Peng Yue comforted tentatively, he didn't know what to say.

"It's not wrong, it's Zhou Shangwen and Lord Zhou who said it...", Qiu Qingge shook his head and said bitterly, "It was Brother Zhao Hong who told me after hearing it..."

When Peng Yue heard this, he was immediately furious, and his anger could be regarded as finding the source of venting, and he just wanted to turn around and call Zhao Hong in, but was stopped by Qiu Qingge.

"Brother Peng, don't blame Brother Zhao Hong, it's me who begged Brother Zhao Hong... I'm going to find out the news...", Qiu Qingge lowered his head and said softly.

Peng Yue frowned, and he couldn't say anything, just sighed vigorously.

"Brother Peng, don't blame me...", Qiu Qingge lay in Peng Yue's arms, like a docile and injured kitten, "Although my father has done so many wrong things, but... But I only have my dad to rely on, and now... It's like a mourning dog, it's not welcome everywhere... And... And I know that I can't stay with you for the rest of my life..."

Peng Yue's heart was shocked, as if Qiu Qingge's words were said to himself. Yes, I can't bring her back to Peng's mansion, she is not Qingge's sister now, but Mrs. Liang...

"Qingge, you can... You can go back to the capital with me...", Peng Yue looked at Qiu Qingge in his arms, his eyes lit up, as if he remembered something, "You forgot, my property in the capital has your share, but you were in a hurry at the time, and you didn't have time..."

Qiu Qingge gently pulled himself out of Peng Yue's arms, his face full of tears, "Can you go back to the past?" I'm now... It's a woman, just a woman, it's a... The widow...", Qiu Qingge felt as if something was blocked in his throat, and his voice was so hoarse that he couldn't hear clearly.

Peng Yue's heart was cold, and he breathed a long sigh of relief, as if this sentence had widened the distance between them by tens of millions of weights.

"But I'm on it now... I'm afraid it's useless...", Peng Yue's words inevitably revealed some disappointment, revealing a sense of helplessness about reality, "Now that the war is tight, I can't... Because of this matter, I immediately rushed back to the capital..."

"Yes...", Qiu Qingge unconsciously took two steps back, "Then... Leave it to fate..."

Peng Yue also heard the sense of grievance in Qiu Qingge's tone, but what could he do? What can Qiu Qingge do?

"Brother Peng, can you keep me in this army?" , Qiu Qingge looked at Peng Yue firmly, "I want to make military merits, for my father... Expiation! ”

"This must not happen!" , Peng Yue shook his hand firmly, "You are a daughter's family, what battlefield do you go to, don't say that you can't make any military achievements, even if you have military achievements, how can it be counted on your head, and how can you atone for your father's sins!" You can't even explain how you got into the army! ”

"So tell me, what should I do?" , Qiu Qingge cried, her overwhelmed almost made herself a little crazy.

"Can't go anyway!" , Peng Yue simply turned around and didn't look at her, "Do you think that if you can use a sword, you will be able to go to the battlefield?" Do you know how dangerous the battlefield is..."

"Then you don't know any kung fu, and you're not on the battlefield yet...", Qiu Qingge rushed in front of Peng Yue and continued to explain weakly.

"Zhao Hong, you can bring her back to Datong for me now!" , Peng Yue lifted the curtain and startled the strong man in front of him who was bending down to listen.

"I won't go back...", Qiu Qingge pulled Peng Yue in, "What are you asking me to go back for, waiting there quietly for the news of my father's death, and then looking forward to your victorious return, watching you rush to the capital without looking back?" I've been staying in Datong like this, what am I doing there! ”

Peng Yue was choked by Qiu Qingge and couldn't say a word, yes, when Qiu Luan was killed and returned to Beijing by himself, where was Qiu Qingge going alone, what should she do, what could she do? Peng Yue had never thought about it, and he didn't dare to think about it, he felt that he was going to be persuaded by Qiu Qingge.

"Brother Peng, just let me stay here...", Qiu Qingge begged in a low voice, his complaining eyes did not contain a trace of pretentiousness, "I really don't want to go back to Datong again, I am alone there, I am scared every day, I am there... I felt like I was about to suffocate. ”

"Then you... Just stay here...", Peng Yue said hesitantly, "But... I'm not going to let you go to war..."

"Lord Peng...", Zhao Hong poked his head in a little hurriedly, "Lord Zeng seems to be coming to you for discussion..."

"What?" When Peng Yue heard this, he hurriedly waved his hand at Qiu Qingge in front of him and signaled her to hide. But seeing that there was no place to hide in the camp, Peng Yue hurriedly walked out... (To be continued.) )