The knife fell from his hand, and a stream of blood gushed out, but the knife was not big, and it did not hurt the bones, even if it was found in the future, it would only be injured by a wild beast.

Qin Daochuan then tore the corpse's clothes and cut a wound in the place of the breach, believing that in a moment, a bloodthirsty beast would come to help him eat the corpse.

After asking for a long time and not getting the answer he wanted, Qin Daochuan was a little depressed.

Last year, the search for his father's right arm was unsuccessful, and he was always unwilling.

Before returning to Beijing, he also told the spies to inquire about this person.

"Young, with a dark face, a braided chin and a bell hanging from it, and there is a ringing sound."

These words were engraved on Qin Daochuan's heart like a knife.

Qin Daochuan swore that even if he searched every tribe of the Tartars, if he didn't find this person, he would never give up.

Unfortunately, no news has been heard from the spies.

He took the opportunity of patrolling again this year and came to the Northland early.

Since the war between the two sides had ceased and he could not enter the Tartar tribe with great fanfare, he had to disguise himself as a Tartar to disappear and sneak in.

After Qin Daochuan killed Manlu, the Tartars fought among themselves, and finally Manlu's half-brother Tuvar lived in the royal court.

Later, Qin Daochuan captured the king of a tribe alive, and the emperor asked him to escort him back to Beijing, but unfortunately he died on the way.

Then, the Tartar didn't make a big move.

Occasionally, horse teams came to rob the things of the border people, and the scale was not large, and the Qin army stationed in various places scattered as soon as they went.

Qin Daochuan, who was squatting, noticed movement in the grass in the distance, and knew that it was a diner attracted by the smell of blood.

Looking around, slowly retreated.

Qin Daochuan was a little worried that the person died in that bloody battle, and he couldn't slash the enemy.

I was worried that my father's right arm would be eaten by the diners on the grassland, as others said.

"No, it won't. Otherwise, how could he not find his father's Qiu Yang sword. Qin Daochuan insisted on the feeling in his heart.

The enemy must still be alive.

The more firmly he believed that his father's right arm and Qiu Yang's sword were in the hands of the enemy, the more Qin Daochuan was like a thorn in his back, and it was difficult to sleep.

After inquiring for so long, it is impossible that there is no news at all, and the one who can fight with his father will never be an ordinary soldier, how can such an obvious mark never be heard of.

Where was I wrong, wrong.

At this time, Qin Dong, who had quietly touched him from behind, patted Qin Daochuan's arm, and Qin Daochuan understood that someone was coming.

I had to hide in the grass with Qin Dong, climbed back to the back of the slope, and after a while, I saw three Tartars riding horses as if looking for something, and after a while, they found the body that was being eaten by a group of animals, and shouted to each other.

Qin Daochuan and Qin Dong glanced at each other, but they didn't expect that this person was still a person with status, and he didn't even see it from the outfit just now.

After the Tartars dispersed, Qin Daochuan and Qin Dong withdrew down the slope, turned on their horses, and returned to Mocheng.

The time for patrol has come, and this year it was fruitless, and Qin Daochuan was unusually silent on the way back to Beijing.

When passing by the grassy slope last time, the wildflowers on the hillside reminded him of the last time he met Ruoshu, when Ruoshu rode a bicycle and stood side by side with a young man, which made him very unhappy at this moment.

As soon as he returned home, he saw He Shiqing looking forward to it in the second gate, and he had to accompany him to greet his grandmother.

Walking or sitting, a pair of eyes never left him, and the old lady saw it in her eyes, extremely disdainful, and her face was naturally as cold as usual.

He Shiqing didn't care at all, her thoughts were chaotic at the moment, she just wanted to return to the West Courtyard as soon as possible, so that she could tell Qin Daochuan about her longing in the past few months, and more...

Each of them has a heart on his mind.

After accompanying his grandmother to dinner, the old lady saw that he was not in good spirits, so she urged him to go back to the room to rest early.

Back in the West Courtyard, He Shiqing couldn't wait to throw herself into Qin Daochuan's arms, telling her thoughts, whispering softly, Qin Daochuan's heart softened, touched her hair, and comforted her.

He Shiqing just wants to keep this moment forever.

After a long absence, some things will inevitably be done.

It's just that Qin Daochuan is a little depressed, Today's He Shiqing seems to be very enthusiastic, and the murmuring between the beds is also different from usual, like the woman on the bed in Manlu that day, thinking of Manlu, Qin Daochuan can't help but think of the enemy with a bell, his father's right arm...

had to end hastily.

He Shiqing didn't know at all, just thought he was tired from a long journey. Thinking about the long future, I don't mind.