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At some point, crumbling snow fell from the sky. Rushing and running, the broken snow turned into fluttering snowflakes. Xue'er landed on her face, quickly melted, and flowed into her mouth, with a hint of coldness refreshing. The further you go, the heavier the snow falls, like a spring silkworm spinning silk, flying all over the sky, constantly intertwined, and wrapping the whole world.

Looking back at the city of Do'an, the city seemed to be covered with a thick white cloth, and it was invisible, not even the outline of the city wall. Heaven and earth have become one, and it seems that it has become a giant cocoon. Four people and four horses galloped between heaven and earth, like silkworms twisting and wriggling in a cocoon.

The only thing that can distinguish heaven and earth at this moment is the snowflakes that fall, which tells you that there is heaven above and earth below.

The four men and four horses galloped silently in the wind and snow for half an hour. The horse galloped through the snow without the sound of hooves, as if Feihong had swept by, but left a series of hoof marks and paw prints. However, the hoof prints were soon covered by the falling snow and returned to evenness.

There was a pavilion in front of him, and the pavilion was covered with snow.

Wei Li, who was running in front, turned over and dismounted, his head, eyebrows, eyelashes, nose, and body were covered with white snow. He shook the snow off his head and led the horse into the pavilion, obviously he didn't want Song Qi Mingyu to send it down again.

The three people in the back got off the horse one after another, shook off the snow on their bodies, and led the horse into the pavilion.

The four of them had a thousand words in their hearts, but they all felt indescribable in this situation, there was no good wine, no grandiose words, just silently looked at each other, patted each other off the snow.

The last time Wei Li sent Mingyu, it was at the east gate, it was autumn, the trees were luxuriant, the branches were luxuriant, full of vitality, this time, Ming Yu sent Wei Li, it was at the west gate, although it was spring, but at the moment the rain and snow were all over the place, the cold wind was biting, and it was a bleak scene.

The snow was still falling outside the pavilion. Heavy snow can cover the ravines on the ground, but it cannot cover the pain in people's hearts. Wei Li looked into the distance without saying a word, looking unusually heavy.

"Your Highness, I wonder where you plan to go?" Mingyu raised her beautiful eyes and turned her head to look at Wei Li, and asked softly.

"Chu State!" Wesley spat out these two words in a low voice, his hair wet with melted Cher, sticking to his forehead wet, looking very embarrassed and desolate.

The state of Chu is the maiden home of Wei Li's mother, Empress Chu, and Wei Li should be safe and dependent when he goes to Chu State. Song Qi nodded reassuringly, and bowed his hand to Wei Li: "Your Highness cherishes!" "At this time, it is useless to say more, and it feels harsh to say more. The only such concise words are in harmony with everyone's state of mind and the scene of heaven and earth at this moment.

Wei Li bowed his hand slightly to Mingyu Song Qi, didn't even say anything about it, turned around and walked out of the pavilion, and strode towards the place where his horse stayed.

Lu leaned on Song Qi and saluted, "Brother Song cherishes!" Then he went out with him. Her body was wet with snow, her body trembled, and she kept rubbing her hands, looking pitiful.

"Green leans on the cherish!" Song Qi said goodbye to Lu Yi again.

Seeing this situation, Mingyu couldn't help but burst into tears, choked up at Wei Li's back and said, "Your Highness cherishes! ”

I don't know if it was because the wind and snow were too big to block Mingyu's voice from reaching his ears, or if he didn't want to respond at all, Wei Li didn't return to the ground, the horse held its head high, neighed to the sky, and then galloped away into the wind and snow in the distance. In just an instant, his back disappeared between the vast world and the world, without a trace, and after that, the shadow of the green lean also disappeared. Only see snowflakes fluttering between heaven and earth, intertwined into a delicate world.

Mingyu stood in the pavilion in a daze, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and she looked in the direction of Wei Li's departure in a daze, as if she wanted to see far, far away, but she couldn't see anything. Crystal clear tears poured out of the corners of her eyes like a spring, flowed past the nose carved like beautiful jade, and slid down on her body, melting and flowing back with the snow, wetting the ground beneath her feet.

Song Qi took two steps closer to Mingyu's wet and cold back, wrapped his hands around her soft waist, and muttered, "It's gone!" ”

Mingyu's shoulders twitched, he sobbed silently, and whimpered: "I hurt Wei Li, I hurt his whole family!" ”

Song Qi rubbed her hair with his chin and comforted her softly in her ear: "Mingyu, don't take the responsibility on yourself. How can you say that you have hurt him? No one harmed anyone, it can only be said that all this is providence! ”

At this time, out of the corner of Song Qi's eyes, he caught a glimpse of a man and a horse galloping silently from the direction of Duo'an City.

"Someone's coming!" Song Qi reminded softly.

Mingyu also turned back to look.

I saw that the man on the horse was all plain, and the horse's fur was also snow-white, galloping on the snow, without sound, as if it were a ghost, but when the horse's hooves landed, they stirred up clusters of snow waves, breaking the death-like silence in the vast world.

"Who is this man?" Mingyu seemed a little nervous. She was probably worried that Kim Jong-lei would repent and sent someone to hunt down Wei Li.

Song Qi was also worried about this at first, but when the man ran closer, he noticed that the man had no weapons on him, and he was a solo horse, so he shouldn't be a killer.

As the man galloped to the edge of the pavilion, he reined in the reins of his horse, and the horse's gallop slowed down a little. He looked into the pavilion with wide eyes.

Song Qi also looked at the other party vigilantly. Because of the snowflakes flying in the sky, it is not easy to see clearly. However, I vaguely saw the other party's hooked nose and knew that the person who came was none other than the general of the patriotic country, Quan Dou. It seems that although Kim Jong-lei did not listen to Quan Dou's crying advice to forgive Emperor Wei Ming, he did not embarrass Quan Dou.

"This is Jeondou!" Song Qi whispered in Mingyu's ear, "He should be going to follow His Highness Wei Li." ”

At this moment, when Song Qi saw Quan Dou, all the previous battles and calculations were completely thrown out of the clouds, and he felt a sense of closeness to him from his heart. He no longer felt that Jeon Doo was his enemy, but a friend worthy of his respect.

Mingyu nodded and let out a long sigh of relief, "With General Quan to protect, nothing should happen to His Highness, and I am also relieved." ”

Song Qi originally wanted to say hello to Quan Dou, but thinking of this situation and the heavy mood of both parties at this moment, any words are superfluous, and will only destroy the subtle artistic conception of Linglong Glass Time.

Seeing that there were two horses parked next to the pavilion, and there were only two people in the pavilion, Quan Dou did not stop the horses or say hello, but continued to gallop towards the distance. The waves of snow stirred up by the horses' hooves seemed to sweep the men and horses forward and roll away.

Song Qi thought to himself, if Wei Li went to the Chu State, would he repeat the story of Kim Jong-lei and borrow troops from the Chu State to take revenge on Kim Jong-lei? Wei Li is the grandson of Chu State, and it is the only remaining dragon vein of Wei Guo, borrowing troops should not be a problem, and there is a general of Wei Guo to protect him, if he wants revenge, it should not take eighteen years, it seems that the city of Duo'an will soon be in smoke again... (To be continued.) )