The voice of the young man in black revealed exhaustion and desolation.

She felt the same way, her nose was pantothenic, her eyes were red, and she burst into tears.

The country was ruined, her parents were dead, and she was the only one left. This kind of feeling of being alone and dazed can only be experienced by a Chinese person.

A pair of sad people, one silent, the other weeping and weeping.

He took matters into his own hands and dug the ground and grave with her, and buried Cheng Wang's body.

Her eyes were swollen from crying, and her voice was hoarse.

At parting, he left all the gold and silver on his body to her. She was stunned and subconsciously excused: "No need." I will heal and support myself. ”

He said: "It is not easy for women to survive in troubled times, how precious you are!" ”

The bulging purse still carries his body temperature. That trace of warmth spread from her fingertips to the bottom of her heart. injected a trace of warmth into her cold and barren heart.

The young man in black turned on his horse again and wanted to ride away.

She hurriedly caught up with the first two steps and asked in a loud voice, "I don't know the son's surname?" If I have the opportunity in the future, I will definitely repay my son for saving his life! ”

The familiar question finally evoked the vague memory of the young man in black. He turned to look at her, a flash of surprise in his eyes, but he didn't ask anything.

"My surname is He," he finally opened his mouth, "I am the third in the family, and I have a single name and a prayer word." ”

He Sangongzi!

Congratulations!

She silently remembered the life of her life-saver in her heart, and watched the black-clothed young man ride away.

……

She hasn't seen him since. But I often heard his name.

The small force of Tatar cavalry that ravaged the border passes was ambushed from time to time and all of them were beheaded. The leader is a cold young man dressed in black with a scar on his face.

The exiled border soldiers gradually gathered around the young man, from more than 100 to hundreds to 1,200. In the past few years, these soldiers, who were abandoned by the Great Chu court, have gathered into a force that cannot be underestimated by anyone.

The rumored He San Gongzi has a scar on his face, is eight feet tall, has a tiger's back and a bear's waist, is born with great strength, and holds a six-foot long knife, like a killing god. Murderous Tatar cavalry, you will be frightened at the slightest glance!

Whenever she heard such rumors, she would always secretly laugh dumbly.

Except that the scar is true, the rest of the rumors are too exaggerated! However, in the hearts of the people at the border who have been bullied and in danger, such a "He Sangongzi" makes them feel more at ease.

That jade pendant, there is no chance to return it.

She wore the jade pendant with a red rope and put it around her neck.

Perhaps this jade pendant was contaminated with the owner's "evil spirit", and the charm did not dare to approach. She faced danger several times, but she turned it into a disaster.

The brave and ruthless killing of the enemy like a hemp, the third prince of He, aroused the jealousy of the Tatar prince. The Tatar prince personally led 20,000 cavalry, set up an ambush, and besieged and killed He Sangong and 2,000 soldiers.

This battle was extremely tragic.

Two thousand soldiers were killed to the last soldier, and not a single one of them surrendered. The Tatar cavalry suffered even more casualties, nearly half of the 20,000 cavalry were killed or wounded. He Sangongzi fought bloodily to the death, and before he died, he seriously injured the Tatar prince.

The news of his death soon reached her ears.

She held the jade pendant and was silent for a long time.

In fact, such an ending was expected. Leading the remnants of the 2,000 border army, even if He Sangongzi is brave and heroic, how can he be the opponent of tens of thousands of Tatar cavalry?

Perhaps, He Sangongzi has long been determined to die! If you die like this, you can be regarded as a well-deserved death.

She and him are only two sides to each other. But she was extremely impressed with him. It seems that since that night a few years ago, his figure has been deeply imprinted into her heart.

His life-saving grace cannot be repaid in this life. I only hope that there will be an afterlife to repay this kindness.

The Tatar prince was seriously wounded and had to search everywhere for a famous doctor. Several famous doctors failed to heal the Tatar prince's injuries. As a result of the long delay, the Tatar prince's illness became more and more serious.

Eventually, she, a "doctor of Rong", who was known for her surgical skills, was invited into the tent of the Tatar prince.

Later, she healed the Tatar prince's serious injuries under heavy surveillance, and after half a year, she finally found an opportunity to kill the Tatar prince. The great revenge was avenged, so I closed my eyes with peace of mind and rushed to Huangquan.

Unexpectedly, she was able to be reborn.

I didn't expect to meet the young He Sangongzi so unexpectedly.

……

The screams were endless.

Cheng Jinrong took a deep breath, pressed down the complicated emotions surging in his heart, and looked sideways at Cheng Jing'an: "Cousin, do you want to come forward and take a look?" ”

As soon as He San's two words came into his ears, Cheng Jingan frowned.

Obviously, Cheng Jing'an has long heard of the famous name of He Sangongzi!

This is the Lord who beats people if he doesn't agree with him. How did you get to Huimin Pharmacy today? Listening to the lying boy crying bitterly and crying heartbreakingly, he must have hurt a lot.

Knowing that stepping forward at this time means endless trouble, people who can practice medicine have injuries in front of them, and they can't ignore the trouble. Cheng Jing settled down and snorted.

After speaking, he stepped forward.

The little maid Chen Pi shouted loudly at the top of his voice: "Let the big guys give way!" Dr. Xiao Cheng, the best doctor in Huimin Pharmacy, is here! ”

Cheng Jing'an: "......"

Everyone: "......"

Even Cheng Jinrong, who was in turmoil, also smiled.

The calm and solemn lobby brother who doesn't like to talk much, how could he pick such a living treasure guy!

In any case, the sound of tangerine peel is very effective.

The crowd gathered in one place suddenly parted, making way for it. Seeing the lively people stretching their necks to look, the tall and sturdy guards were staring at each other, and several nobles in bright clothes also looked at Cheng Jing'an...... Cheng Jinrong beside him.

Sure enough, it's a bunch of prodigals!

When the time comes, I still don't forget to look at the beauty.

Cheng Jing'an suppressed the anger and unhappiness in his heart, and whispered to Cheng Jinrong: "Cousin Rong, you lead the licorice into the medicine hall." Here's my ......."

Before he finished speaking, he saw that Cheng Jinrong had already walked forward. Although the pace was fast, the skirt barely moved. is worthy of being a lady who grew up in the Hou Mansion!

Cheng Jing'an: "......"

Cheng Jingan twitched the corners of his mouth, stepped forward, and walked side by side with Cheng Jinrong.

It's a beauty from afar, but it's even more beautiful up close!

I really didn't expect that such a place where the poor gather would be such a beautiful and moving girl!

The three young men looked straight and their hearts itched. One of the young men in an apricot-colored brocade robe suddenly lit up with his eyes.

Among these three teenagers, who will be He Sangongzi?

Cheng Jinrong raised his eyes and swept around several eagerly shining faces.

Neither!

He Sangongzi will never be such a womanizer who sees beauty and joy!

Cheng Jinrong looked at the two teenagers lying on the ground again.

The young man in the bright purple brocade robe screamed miserably, and blood kept oozing out of his left leg. The pain was so severe that the boy's face turned pale and twisted, and he burst into tears. I couldn't see what the boy's real face looked like.

Neither is this one!

The black-clothed young man in her memory was fierce and ruthless, even if he broke his leg, he would not be so weak and crying endlessly.

Cheng Jinrong's gaze fell on another unconscious teenager.