Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, another season has passed.

The cold wind howled, the frost and snow danced, and the beginning of the new year brought endless gloom and cold waves to the northern land. As a result, the Japanese side had to temporarily suspend the momentum of the army's offensive, and Mites finally had a chance to breathe, and the land war between the two sides came to an end temporarily. Under the successive onslaughts of the two Japanese armies, the defense line of the Yalu River in Mites had already been lost, and half of the Liaodong Peninsula fell into the hands of the Japanese army. If it weren't for the fact that the Japanese side didn't want to fight to the end with Mites, but wanted to accept it when it was good and obtain more benefits through negotiations; The mausoleum in Fengtian (Shenyang) where the wild boar skin of the founding emperor of the Qing Dynasty is buried has long been occupied by the Japanese army, and then the great act of opening the coffin and killing the corpse was carried out.

The north wind is low, like crying, although it is in a closed room, but the cold meaning contained in it is through the window, piercing straight into the deepest part of the body.

It was a harsh winter, the forest was biting, and Xue'er Lori mink was wrapped around her neck. In this season that belonged to her, Lori's face was not half happy, and even the two white cat ear decorations on her head shrugged down as if she was weak.

A few steps away, Qingying sat opposite her, and her eyes were not as bright as usual, but a little sad, a little sad.

Because the situation on the land on the front line was too erosive, and the navy's slight frontal superiority was completely dissipated by Japan's guerrilla containment, the war of the Mites Qing could no longer be fought. On January 7, 1895, Li Hongzhang, the minister of Beiyang, led a group of mite Qing courtiers to take a merchant ship to Shimonoseki, Japan for peace talks. In just one day, the news spread throughout the capital. For ordinary people who have suffered so much from war, it is undoubtedly better not to fight; But for Qingying and Lori, the moment the war goes out is the day they part.

Prior to this, the Qing court had also sent some second-tier ministers to Japan to carry out surrender activities, but they all ended up due to the evil intentions of both sides; This time, the Qing court let Li Hongzhang, who was in charge of the overall situation, come out, which is already the most direct proof of the eagerness to surrender. Kaiser Wilhelm II also sent a telegram asking Qingying to prepare his luggage and go on the road as soon as the armistice agreement between the two sides was signed.

Qingying is gone, and it is impossible to bring Lori with him no matter what; And after this parting, it almost means that the participants will be separated forever, and there will be no time to see each other again. Thinking about this festival, Xue'er Lori didn't smile again for a few days; And although Qingying is a human being in two lives, she has also seen a lot of joys and sorrows, life and death, but when it is her turn, her heart is still pressed by the boulder, and the bitterness is unspeakable.

If he is like this, he can't find the words to comfort Lori. In the past few days, the original courtyard full of vitality and laughter has quietly disappeared, leaving only two soulless shells, the hesitation of reality, and the reminiscence of the past.

The fire is blazing, warm like spring, warming the body, but it can't melt the coldness in the heart.

"You say, what is the possibility of Li Zhongtang going to sign an armistice treaty?" After staring at each other for a long time, Lori suddenly spoke faintly, and her words contained nine points of loss, as well as a faint, weak expectation.

Qingying's heart was sour, how could he not know that Luo Dao Lori needed to make up a white lie to talk about comfort? But if he does this, it will only give Lori a temporary comfort, and on the day of the final separation, the outburst of emotions is bound to be even stronger. Looking at Lori's pitiful and delicate face, Qingying took a slow breath and said in a low voice: "Li Zhongtang is here, and the result of the truce is almost a certainty." ”

Before the words fell, Qingying clearly saw that the glimmer of brilliance in Lori's eyes that had been gathered with great difficulty was quickly extinguished.

The pendulum sways gently, and the fire goes out; Sandalwood is thick and misty. In the subtle ticking sound, Qing Ying's voice was already a little hoarse, but still full of magnetism, slowly sounded: "Li Zhongtang aside, just from the perspective of the European powers, most of them are also happy to see this war end, rather than letting Qing and Japan fight to the end." ”

"For what?" Lori's faint voice floated again, and there was no trace of fantasy in it.

Qingying glanced at Xue'er Lori and found that her demeanor was still the same, and there was no sign of abnormality, so she continued: "As early as the 10th year of Xianfeng, Russia ceded a large territory from the Qing State, and after more than 30 years of planning and preparation, it has long regarded the northeast region of the Qing State as its future territory, and will never allow foreign forces to infiltrate. My Uncle Nicky, who had just ascended to the Tsar's throne, had been assassinated by assassins in Japan three years earlier, and he had almost killed him. This time, Japan captured most of Liaodong, and even crossed Russia's bottom line. In public and private, he would give Japan a little color, and would never let Japan get involved in other parts of the northeast of the Qing Dynasty. With Japan's current strength, it is absolutely impossible to compete head-on with Russia; Therefore, they could only stop their military operations in Liaodong and wait for negotiations to come. ”

"The United States, where your father once studied, and Germany, where my father now leads, both want to expand their interests in China; In the case that Russia is bound to come out, it is naturally happy to mediate. After that, under the pretext of 'mediation meritorious', he can also get a large piece of benefits from the Qing country. Although France did not support Russia's excessive efforts in the Far East, it was an ally of Russia after all; In addition, it has coveted Taiwan for a long time and has a conflict of interest with Japan, so it will naturally stand on Russia's side. And in the case that almost all the great powers were willing to see the Qing Dynasty stop their troops, Britain alone could not stop the general flow. ”

Qingying said in a low voice, with a rare sorrow in her black eyes: "If it is not as I expected, in less than 3 days, the news announcement that various countries welcome the armistice between Qing and Japan will fly over like snowflakes, and Germany will do the same." At that time, you can also end this career as a maid and become your eldest lady again. ”

Lori didn't say anything, but just rubbed in the direction of Qingying again; Qingying, who has been with Lori for almost half a year, didn't know what she meant, stretched her arms, grabbed Lori's fragrant shoulders, and gently stroked her long hair that was as smooth as water. Feeling the softness and smoothness as always, his wrist joint was slightly forced, and his palm slapped twice on Lori's head, and said softly: "Okay, okay." ”

Lori twisted slightly, and a faint mist appeared in a pair of smart eyes; Qingying saw that Lori was in tears, so she hurriedly hugged her in her arms and muttered like a child:

"Alright, alright, Cher, don't cry. Listen to me, the negotiations between the two countries will by no means be completed overnight, and there will be no result in negotiations in 10 days and half a month. It's still very early to leave the day, you must be happy, do you know the way? Your father doesn't want to see you like this, right? ”

Lori lay silently in Qingying's arms, her shoulders shrugged slightly, as if she was forcibly restraining her urge to sob; Qingying smiled slightly, and ten fingers were deeply inserted into Lori's hair, helping her comb the long black hair.

In a few days, you won't be able to see her, right? Who will be going to dress her in red in the future?

Is it a prince and a general, a rich businessman? Or a scoundrel, a street hooligan?

Shixia, it seems that this is what you missed, right?

The fire is warm, the fragrance is fragrant, and Qingying's heart is surging; He took a deep breath and leaned down to kiss Lori on the lips. A mellow and fragrant breath swept like a big wave, drowning him instantly. Cher's lips are soft and smooth, like the tender green shoots that grow on the branches and leaves of spring.

Lori's delicate body shook violently, and then responded violently as if she had abandoned all shackles; Lilac's soft tongue licks and sucks the rolls, and Qingying's red tongue is wantonly entangled. The saliva of the two was rapidly stirred, their lips and tongues were separated, and a strand of crystal silk hung lightly. Qingying only felt the sweet fragrance pouring in from the tip of her tongue, like a sweet spring; It moisturizes the limbs and bones, and moistens the mind and heart. Lori's tears flowed down her cheeks to her lips, and the slightly salty feeling suddenly washed away all the desires in his heart.

Inside the room, everything was silent, and the two young souls unloaded everything, and the exchange trembled.

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In the next few days, Qingying and Lori traveled all over the places of interest in Beijing, and the two who untied their hearts seemed to be old friends who had known each other for decades. Perhaps because she knew that she would never see each other again, Xue'er climbed onto Qingying's bed and wanted to dedicate her body to him, but was rejected by Qingying in a tone that could not be disobeyed. Although Qingying has the attribute of Lori control, it is just pure love for Lori, and there is absolutely no trace of evil thoughts in it.

The day after that, Qingying and Lori came to the only photo studio in Jingshi, and asked Henry's photographer from England to help them freeze each other's faces. When taking pictures, Lori's head was attached to Qingying's shoulder, and Qingying's left arm was tightly hugged with both hands; The light flashed, and the photo came out of the water, and a pair of beautiful young men and women were smiling and snuggling up to each other. However, there are only three colors, black, white and gray, and the pixels are far less than the SLR played by the local tyrants in later generations, but after Lori saw the photo, she still bloomed and bloomed like a flower smile that illuminated the glow, and then carefully put it into a brocade box and collected it closely.

The sun is setting in the west, and the moon is in the middle of the sky. In the last night of this lonely and cold night, both of them didn't sleep, Lori told Qingying about her past, and Qingying told Lori about his past. But for the secret of being a traverser, Qingying still didn't mention it to Lori; Some secrets are destined to not be told even by those closest to them, so they can only be buried silently in the bottom of their hearts until they rot in the soil of the heart.

The long night, the first rays of dawn. The moon is hidden and the stars are gone, and they are rejuvenated.

The morning sun pours in through the windows, bringing a dazzling glow to the room. Darkness receded silently in the room, and light reigned over the area.

The bright sunlight suddenly shone in, making Qingying can't help but squint her eyes. When his eyes adjusted to the light, he realized that the small courtyard was already crowded; In addition to his original entourage, there were also two more rows of Mites Qing Palace guards in yellow coats. Seeing Qingying appear, the tall and thin Raun stepped forward and said loudly: "It's time to leave, Your Highness, please get in the car." ”

Qingying nodded slowly. With a gesture of Lawn's right arm, several of Qingying's original entourage walked into the house, either lifting or carrying, and moved the boxes at the bedside to the carriage that had already been prepared. Seeing that his people quickly moved these luggage outside the house, Qingying's heart moved; He glanced behind him, only to see Xue'er Lori slowly walking up to him, a sad smile on her face.

"Xue'er, I'm leaving, you have to learn to protect yourself, so that you can cherish yourself." Qingying's heart is sour, as if she has a thousand words to tell Lori; But when it came to his mouth, he finally only held back this short sentence. Lori nodded slightly, her eyes flushed, and she carefully helped him tidy up the corners of his clothes and grooming as he usually went out.

Qingying stroked Xue'er's smooth and pretty face, and her throat was sour and stagnant; At the moment of parting, he found that he was so attached to the Lori girl in front of him. Holding hands in the summer evening, dancing at noon in the autumn moon, kissing on a cold winter and snowy night, and caressing the bed and quilt...... All appeared in his mind in turn, overlapping and surging. This is the first girl he likes again after 6 years; Xue'er and Shixia are so similar that Qingying, who is already 21 years old, is still like returning to that youthful day!

Originally, Qingying had planned to take Xue'er to the last half of the city, but now his heart is bright: if he really wants Lori to send out the ten-mile long pavilion, he will no longer be able to let her go home. He rubbed it lightly for a moment, then suddenly withdrew his palm, turned and strode away. Xue'er Lori's delicate body trembled, and she looked with tears, only to see Qingying's back facing her, and suddenly jumped into a carriage; With the neighing of horses and the sound of whips, the car turned out of the door of the courtyard, and there was no trace of it.

The wheels were rolling, the horses were neighing, and a convoy passed through the streets and alleys, straight out of the city gate. Qingying sat in the spacious carriage, stunned, tears gushing like a waterfall; It wasn't until the city of Beijing was thrown far below the horizon that the crying gradually stopped. Looking at the plush carpet that had been wet under him, he lost his mind for a while, as if he remembered a lot of things before.

In his previous life, when he parted with Shixia, he was also sad and cried as much as he did today. thought that after that emotional experience, his heart was firm enough; Unexpectedly, after crossing into this world, he shed tears for a 14-year-old girl. Is it because she still has an old love, so she let Xue'er, who is similar to her age and appearance, pluck the string in her heart? Or is it Cher's cute and arrogant personality that inspires the wisp of attachment and protection for the girl Lori in his heart?

But no matter how Qingying thinks about it, there is one thing that can be absolutely confirmed; Ever since she was like Shi Xia, chuckling and sprinkling the summer dew mischievously on his face, looking at her bright and coquettish smile, his originally frozen heart was like a spring river bursting with ice, surging and flowing. When he hugged Cher Lori in his arms, the satisfaction in his heart was fulfilled without any discount; And now that she was not by her side, a strong tingling and emptiness drowned him like a tide. When she smiled, he was happier than she was; When she wept, he was even more sad than her!

Above the palm fingers, the soft and smooth feeling is still immersed in it; Between the snorts, the fragrance of cinnamon angelica still lingers around. Her coquettishness, her laughter, her coquettishness, her hug...... The bits and pieces of getting along with Cher in half a year flashed through his mind, like a happy and beautiful dream. Although he has experienced two lives and seen a lot of life and death, when this kind of thing is his turn, his heart is still bitter and depressed, and the pain is unbearable. In a trance, Qingying's eyes were confused, as if she had traveled through time and space, returned to the desk classroom, and returned to the campus of her previous life. Under the gorgeous sunset, a light and beautiful voice came:

"Gently I go, just as softly I came; I beckoned softly, and made a cloud of the western sky. ”

PS: Since everyone said so, I will quickly end the protagonist's emotional copy in Mites Qing and return to the main European story as soon as possible.

In addition, I uploaded a picture of the line map of a new battleship in the related section of the work, but the system automatically compressed the image horizontally, so that it was almost impossible to view. I don't know who knows the solution? If so, please let the author know, thank you.