So he was struggling to hold on, struggling to keep himself from falling down in the next moment, and looking at the exhaustion in his red eyes, I didn't feel a pain in my heart. In this big tent, the only person who can truly understand him is himself. I even felt pitiful for a moment, even though he was running out of oil, he still had to make a smile in front of everyone. When I saw his smile on his face with a hint of pain but a slight relaxation on his face after fainting, I suddenly felt that I could no longer live without him. Even though he once told me that I was not a good doctor, I was willing to be a good doctor for him, not only for his body, but also for his heart.

"But what if the mastiff doesn't believe his word? What if he attacked him directly? The young man in Tsing Yi was still reluctant, and when he secretly glanced at me and noticed that I was also staring at him, he suddenly turned his face away again.

"Humph!" I snorted coldly, "What a heroic figure the Mastiff King is, how could he break his promise and let a villain like you end up with it?" ”

"You!" The young man was visibly annoyed. Deserve! I glanced at him with disdain, only to find that he turned his head away as if he didn't dare to look at me.

"That's right," said the man sitting at the back of the desk, his face solemn enough that even the blind could see it.

I looked at him in disbelief, only to find that he was also looking at me. The only difference was that there was not a hint of a joking smile in his eyes.

My face turned pale in an instant, "Don't you really believe me?" ”

He shook his head, the coldness in his eyes slowly spreading to his face, "I just believe that you are not here to kill me, but I am not sure that you will betray me. ”

I laughed miserably, and suddenly pulled out the sharp sword and slashed it in the palm of my hand, and the blood rushed to my mind with sharp pain, and I was red-eyed, panting and dyeing a white cloth with plum blossoms.

The man in the green shirt and white shirt was stunned for a moment, then suddenly rushed over and grabbed my hand, and his tone inexplicably revealed a kind of concern: "What are you doing!" Come on, hurry up and bring the ointment! ”

Suddenly, the sad sting became even more uncomfortable, I stared at him in amazement, only to find that he had already torn off a piece of his robe and wrapped it in layers for me, "Really, if you can't stop bleeding from such a deep wound, it won't be long before you die!" His voice muttered like a child who could not comfort anyone at all.

I withdrew my hand abruptly and looked at him coldly, "Please respect yourself - I'm already your sister-in-law, so don't do anything excessive." ”

His hand, which he had meant to tie a knot for me, suddenly stopped in mid-air. He stared at me in disbelief, and then at the young man behind the case.

"You put this cloth away, and then send someone to propose to my father." I placed the blood-stained white cloth in the corner of the desk, and before his eyes could fall on my face again, I walked out of the tent quickly.

In the face of my father's worried eyes, I told the story that I had made up in advance, and before he could wake up, the people on the left and right were already dumbfounded, and several of them had even begun to stare at me with a strange look.

I did it on purpose. I deliberately made this matter known to everyone until it became a mastiff king who was powerless to change the fact, and then so that no one could cover it up so calmly, only the bigger the trouble, the safer the person in the opposite tent would be.

In fact, as the voices of the discussion here became louder and louder, some good generals also crowded over, and after pricking up their ears and listening to the ** without leaving ten, they quietly left, and then went to their own array to talk about their subordinates and henchmen. In their mouths, I became a shameless and frivolous woman, and I couldn't help but sneak to the enemy camp opposite in the middle of the night to fool around with men. I faced the stares that seemed to be piercing from all directions, and endured the contempt and contempt contained in the eyes of those people.

But I knew I was afraid, and I wished I could find a place to hide from anyone else to see me, but I couldn't do that in my own life, because the person I liked needed me to do it, because only then would the mastiff king not find any excuse to fight that man.

The young man in the green coat and white shirt did things quickly, and just when several of the Mastiff King's close ministers were talking, the young man's horse team had already appeared in front of our sight, and after the people who came to show that they were not so much soldiers as packmen drove the horse team in front of us at an unhurried speed, and then opened the box in front of the Mastiff King, who was already surrounded by heavily armored soldiers, and his close ministers.

A dazzling light rose from the box, and everyone's eyes were attracted as if they were enchanted, even those black-clad warriors, staring straight at the objects in the box. Through the cracks in the walls lined up by the black-clad warriors, I could clearly see the light reflected from the gold, and countless gold bricks were neatly arranged in huge chests, like extravagant mirrors reflecting the scorching sunlight near noon into people's greedy eyes.

But I was in no mood to take another look, knowing that he was seriously injured, knowing that he might not even be able to get out of the dim tent, knowing that he didn't care about me in his heart, but I was so eager to see that pale and emaciated face.

As if I heard the call in my heart, the person who walked at the forefront also turned his head at the same time, and it turned out to be the man in the green shirt and white shirt, his younger brother. I myself feel ridiculous for my infatuation, you are only one of the many daughters of the Mastiff King, even among all those sisters and sisters, you are not necessarily the one who pleases the Mastiff King the most, why do you still want to dream of being a princess?

The young man in the green shirt and white shirt didn't seem to find what he was looking for on my face, and after looking at me again, he opened the curtain of the sedan chair behind him.

"The eldest son of the Gallic royal family, the new king of Gaul came to marry the daughter of the mastiff king with the Gallic ancient rites, and asked the princess to move." His voice was flat and emotionless, as if it were something that didn't matter at all. But now I can't take care of him anymore, and I can only have room for one person in my heart, and that person is standing in front of the sedan chair and smiling at me, wearing a bright yellow robe.

"Pearl!" I couldn't help but run over, I was afraid that it was a dream I had, I was afraid that he would disappear from in front of me in the next second, so I rushed towards him, ignoring the call of the person behind me who was so affectionate and sad.

A figure suddenly stood in front of me. Looking at the faint anger on the man's face, I stopped in astonishment, and just a step away from him, stopped.

"Are you really going to go with him?" I can still remember how hot and depressed the feelings of the man in the green shirt and white shirt were from his dark eyes, and how oppressive it was that I could not breathe. I can still remember the madness on the face of the man in the green coat and white shirt, it was a kind of madness that would stop at all stops, his clenched fists were hidden in his sleeves, but I could still see the exposed green tendons on the back of his hands. I looked at him silently, and he stared at me unrelentingly, and I thought he was probably thinking about taking me away at all costs.

I burst out laughing. Taking advantage of the moment he froze, I took a deep breath and took a step forward, and then pushed him away with all my strength.

He stumbled back two steps as if someone had stabbed him in the heart, and as if he had just come to his senses, he stared at me with a red gaze, as if he couldn't believe what I had just done. I know he's hating me, I know he's hating me, but I have to. Although I pushed him away, I was actually scared, I was really scared, I was afraid that he would rush over again and hold my hand tightly and not let go, afraid that he would take me into his arms, and at that time, I probably wouldn't break free of his hand, and I wouldn't push him away again. The moment he raised his head, it was as if I saw another person's face in him.

I didn't even look back at him, I was even afraid to see his hand behind me, until the young man standing in front of the sedan chair said in a slightly displeased tone: "Brother Wang! She's already my wife, so why are you still haunted by who she is? ”

I don't know if I should look back at the man again, I don't know if he has extended his other hand to me, I don't know how to meet his red eyes. Before I had time to think through all this, the impatient man who stood in front of the sedan chair, as if he had been waiting, had stretched out his hand and gently took me in his arms, as if to prove to everyone in the world that he would smile confidently and arrogantly like he had done all his life.

But I could see his body trembling slightly, his hands were cold, his cheeks were pale, and there was not a trace of blood on his lips. I fell into his arms as if it were natural, covering his shirt that was already oozing blood. If he hadn't been holding me by the waist, he would have collapsed right away, right? I smiled bitterly in my heart, I didn't expect him to be so desperate, even if he was already unstable on his feet, he would not take a step back. Although he knew that such a big event as welcoming his relatives, if he didn't come in person, it would not only be disrespectful to the mastiff king, but even why he couldn't come would be suspicious, but even so, he shouldn't be so risky, what if he really can't hold it and falls?

Although I still complained about his sloppiness and recklessness, as long as I remembered that he came here to marry me, my heart felt a soft warmth.

The mastiff king's ministers, who did not see any flaws, gradually stopped talking after the Gallic king hugged me, probably thinking that even if they talked about the fact that the raw rice was cooked and cooked again, it would not change. Although there are many people who complain about the behavior of the Gallic prince in stopping me, saying that it is an insult to the greatest mastiff king, and it is also an insult to the princess who is like a flower. I was the only one who was disgusted by their sycophancy coldly, and now they were probably angry not because of the face of the mastiff, but because they could not get the trophy of the head of the king of Gaul, and the accessory that I, the mastiff king, had promised to be married to the bravest warriors of the steppe before going to war.

The man who hugged me tightly burst out laughing, "I, the supreme king of Gaul, and my brother, who is the protector of Gaul, have been targeted by the archers of your army until now, is this the hospitality of the Mastiff King?" ”

The mastiff king glanced at the person I was nestling in, laughed suddenly, and waved his hand at the archer: "I didn't expect that I had fought with your father all my life, and now I would marry you." He slapped his horse forward, and even the guards who wanted to follow him were drunk back by him, and the huge wine bag in his hand was thrown out casually, turning over in the air and slamming it at him.

I don't know if the Mastiff King saw any clues in his face, I don't know if the Mastiff King was tempted by another layer from time to time, I couldn't see a trace of joy on that face at all, although the Mastiff King was smiling, but no one would ever know if it was true or false. I don't know if the Mastiff really wants to have a drink with him or something, but I do know that if that huge sac hits him, it's going to be futile and pointless.

Staring at the wine bag that was about to hit him, his expression was as calm as ever, and what surprised me the most was that there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. I couldn't even feel the slightest fear in his eyes. I don't think he would be more frightened even if it wasn't a wine bag but a sharp bamboo arrow, looking at his emaciated side, his pursed lips, and the fortitude on his face like a knife cut into stone, my heart pounded a little more at that moment.

I arrived in front of him almost at the same time as the sac. When I was just trying to stand a little stronger, the sac hit my chest so hard, and I almost fell down because I was unsteady on my feet, and finally he grabbed my hand and pulled me back into his arms. When I looked at the man in his eyes at that time, I saw a trace of confusion and vigilance.

Did he, until now, still doubt me?

I burst out laughing, pulled out the wooden wedge on the sac, and gulped down the slightly fishy mare's milk wine, and the thick aroma of the wine fled in all directions, as if I didn't like the wine on my body, like the burning pain of a flame crawling up my throat, my stomach, every part of my body, but I knew that in the depths of my heart, it had always been cold. I didn't want to think about anything else, I didn't even care what the people around me thought of me, the only thing I could do was let the spicy wine pour into my mouth.

When I threw away the wine bag with a red face, the people around me let out a low discussion, if it weren't for the drunkenness, I could have heard more completely, what were they talking about? My bohemianism, or my frivolity? I smiled, I would rather he see me that way than see someone who wouldn't believe me.

After watching this farce with a cold eye, he couldn't find anything wrong anymore, and he laughed again, "Sure enough, my daughter is a heroine among women, King Gaul, remember to give me a stronger look next time we meet, otherwise with your thin body and a little white face, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold my grandson in my lifetime!" As he spoke, he whistled, and a large number of horsemen passed in front of me laughing, and I could smell the strange smell of the horses as I got close.

After seeing all the cavalry gathered outside the camp leave, I could no longer support it and fell into a warm embrace, I could no longer distinguish whose face was in front of me, I could only stretch out my hand to touch the man's face with memory, and then said with a low smile: "After you go back, you can fix me." ”

Before he could reply, I could no longer hear anything. (To be continued.) )