(Historical researchers, please don't pay too much attention to it, just borrow historical background)

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"At that time, I was still the leader of Sima's command, Jing Lie had not yet been given a surname, we grew up together since childhood, and then went to the Qin State together, and met Bai Qi in the martial arts arena."

Yi Xuan looked at Zhao Rusu in front of him, some vicissitudes, but mature, and looked like he was almost thirty years old.

"We are both military generals, we naturally chatted, in January of the Qin State, the three of us did a lot of things together, and even worshipped the teacher together and formed close friends."

Zhao Rusu recalled the old time, smiled, and suppressed tears.

It's wonderful.

It's as if she was a sweet and ignorant little girl back then.

Jing Lie is still the boy who will be afraid of Sima's reprimand.

"The Chu State rumored the story of me and Bai Qi, but what it was just their airdrop conjecture."

Zhao Rusu's eyes drooped: "Zhao Rusu has a lot of people to worry about in his life, he respects Sima the most, loves the only one the most, and Jing Lie's status in my heart has never wavered." ”

"I have lived with Jing Lie since childhood, and I would rather lead the army and give up my life than get married, just want to be his wife one day."

"But I didn't talk to him until I died......"

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A few years ago, she still remembers, it was at Sima's funeral.

Zhao Rusu was dressed in mourning clothes, her eyes were red and swollen, and she held on to prevent tears from flowing, and knelt in front of Sima's coffin with her fists.

It was the traitor in the court who framed Lord Sima, causing Sima to be angry with the King of Chu, and he had to resign and return to his hometown, and died depressed.

She hated to look at those who were lying and mourning, and she wished that her sword was against them.

The blood dripping from the armor on the battlefield is hopeful that it is the people in front of you.

Master Sima, Uncle Jing, who she has known since childhood, is such a good person.

Sima was able to save the entire state of Chu.

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Jing Lie was arranged to go out to lead the troops, and a few days ago he received the news of Sima's violent death, and he rushed back to Sima's mansion not long ago.

The familiar plaque, hanging white silk, this day's Sima Mansion, quietly provokes ghosts.

His eyes were full of Venus, and he rode all the way, and as soon as he entered the lobby, he saw the familiar back, kneeling in front of the spirit.

Stripped of his armor and uniform, he was dressed in plain clothes, his long hair was neatly combed, and he was still so impressive.

"I'm late......" Jing Lie bolted his horse and walked over to Zhao Rusu.

The people around them, looking at the two of them with great achievements, they can't afford to provoke them, Jing Lie, Sima has passed away, and I'm afraid they can't set off any strong winds and waves.

Zhao Rusu tilted his head and looked at the visitor.

Jing Lie's face was frosty, and he should hastily remove his armor on the road and change into mourning clothes.

The majesty of the white clothes made him wear the feeling of a white-robed general and a military advisor.

"Look at those people, they're happy." Zhao Ru is expressionless.

Even the blood stains of the battlefield and the sinister nature of the surrounding neighbors did not make her feel so disgusted.

Sima Mansion, I'm afraid it's just the two of them, and I really mourn for Sima at this moment.

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Zhao Rusu remembered the heart-rending scene after that day.

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"Sima died, the state of Chu made me feel cold, I don't want to lead the troops anymore......" Zhao Rusu stood in the garden, and next to him stood Jing Lie.

The two of them were still dressed in mourning clothes, and looked at the loquat tree that had been planted together and was now taller than a person.

"I plan to go to those countries and not stay in Chu for long."

Jing Lie...... You can ...... together," Zhao Rusu asked.

Jing Lie was silent.

"You still can't let go of Chu State?" Zhao Rusu saw through his thoughts.

"The king has issued a holy decree ordering me to go to the border to consolidate my army." Jing Lie said heavily.

"Do you think it's still saved?" Zhao Rusu asked rhetorically, his eyes fixed on Shang Jinglie.

"Sima's death, just like killing a bird that pecks insects, one day Sima, ten thousand days Sima, the foundation of the Chu State is broken, why do you want to defend it?"

Jing Lie was silent for a while, his eyes lowering a little.

"If I leave, how many people are available in the Chu State......" Jing Lie responded.

"Then you are, do you want to keep it forever?" Zhao Rusu's face was anxious.

"Ah Zhao......" Jing Lie's tone was turbulent several times.

"This is the king's order...... This is also Sima's hope. He said.

"You wait for me, stay until the state of Chu is stable...... And we flew away......"

"Okay?"

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Zhao Rusu closed his feverish eye sockets.

How she fantasized about herself and Jing Lie living together forever.

Leave the battlefield, leave the rulers, and only each other.

"Sima was persecuted by the people in the court and abdicated, and died of illness soon after, I was unhappy, followed Lord Sima, and did not want to serve in the court again."

"I thought that Jing Lie would leave with me, but at that time, the king of Chu was mediocre and there was a scarcity of talents in Chu, so Jing Lie was reluctant to leave and volunteered to go to a backward place to train soldiers."

"We went our separate ways...... Meet to wait for the Chu State to settle down, Jing Lieding will let go of everything, and the two of us will settle down and go into seclusion......"

Zhao Rusu couldn't say it anymore.

The ending is already clear, Zhao Rusu returned to Chu, and Jing Lie was martyred.

"I shared this with the girl because I felt that the girl and I had something in common, and the girl should not be too sad, so that others or the deceased could see the sadness."

"I'm so much more comfortable talking to you about that. You can also tell me your story. ”

Yi Xuan did not respond.

Her story......

Can't tell.

"Then please take a look at it."

Zhao Rusu stood up and shouted outside the door: "Yanxu." ”

Yan Xu came in through the door, without any expression.

"Girl, please take care of it."

Zhao Rusu walked out, leaving only Yanxu and Yi Xuan in the room.

"You go first, I want to be quiet." Yi Xuan didn't wait for the other party to make any moves, and spoke directly.

Yan Xu didn't say anything, and left obediently.

Seeing Yan Xu's face that was almost exactly the same as Gao Ming's, Yi Xuan always felt numb in her heart and felt insecure.

She sat at the window and watched the darkness outside.

Zhao Rusu, it turned out to be such a poor person.

And the state of Chu did not become the world that Sima expected in the end.

There are many, many things that are so helpless.

Yang Quli, Yang Quli, where did you go and what did you do......

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Yi Xuan fell asleep on the table.

In the middle of the night, the sound of the wind broke the windows of the inn.

The window was knocked open with cold wind.

Yang Quli flew through the window and entered Yi Xu's room.

"Sister Yixuan?" He hunched over and called softly.

Not long after landing, he was still looking for Yi Xu's position, and the oil lamp on the table suddenly turned on.

He was startled.

"Yang Quli, where have you been?"

Yi Xuan asked him in a trembling voice beside the lamp, and he could see that the woman in front of him had red and swollen eyes, affectionate and haggard.

Yang Quli's appearance also began to change from the big waves to his own face.

He stood there and felt Yi Xu's cold body hug him.

"I'll go find Jing Yeol."

Yang Quli didn't dare to move, he could see that Yi Xuan was angry.

Yi Xuan let go of her hand and sat down at the table, not looking at him.

"You're going to collect his soul, aren't you?" She asked.

A simple wooden nail appeared in front of Yi Xu, stained with some blood, and the nail made her body suddenly hot, and the agate buckle continued to tremble.

"I don't have time to tell you, I'm sorry, Sister Yixu." Yang Quli withdrew the nail, "I won't have an accident." ”

Yang Quli also sat down and became the sunny little boy again.

"Don't worry, I'm Yang Quli, I won't have an accident."

Yi Xu's heart was mixed.

"I'm going to tell me later."

Yi Xuan didn't say anything more and sighed.

"Tell me ......"

"In a few days, we can go back."

She added.

She was really panicked, desperate to return to the twenty-first century.

"What are your plans?" Yi Xuan asked.

Yang Quli had thought about this question for a long time.

"I'll find a remote place and hide it."

"So we're gone, and no one notices." He responded.

"Hmm."

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Early the next morning, Yi Xucao and Yang Quli packed up their things, prepared some utensils, and hid in a deserted farmhouse in the north of the city, surrounded by dense forests and few people.

Yi Xuan was still thinking about whether to say goodbye to Yanxu and Zhaorusu, but after thinking about it, he still forgot it.

Yang Quli went to find the beard and reminded him to retire from the army and go to the other places of Chu.

If there were no wars, everyone might not be what they are now, whether they are alive or dead, or parting from life and death, or being drunk and dreaming of death, or life is better than death, they won't.

Live as you like every day, beat birds and make fires.

It's been a very leisurely day.

This is the life that Zhao Rusu wants.

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On the fifteenth day, Yang Quli and Yi Xuan sat quietly in the courtyard, waiting to return to the 21st century.

"Missing, didn't Grandma Yang tell you how we went back?"

Yi Xuan sat upright, at a loss, and didn't feel anything special at all.

"Nope. I don't know. Yang Quli shook his head, confirming that he had indeed not changed much.

"Hmmm......"

"Grandma's unexpected factor, won't it mean that we may not be able to go back??"

Yi Xuan moved, the sun was shining very warm, she was very energetic, and she didn't feel sleepy at all.

"Let's wait a little longer."

Yang Quli stopped his tossing and sat up straight again.

The two of them sat stupidly in the courtyard until the sun was strong, and Yi Xuan was slightly sleepy.

I don't know how long, Yi Xuan can't remember how much sleep she woke up and woke up.

"Sister Yixuan!"

Yi Xuan felt that his hands touched him, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that Yang Qulidu's legs had scattered into a little golden light, and slowly drifted out, and when he looked at his own, it was the same.

She tried to move, but was unconscious.

"We're going back?" She shouted at Yang Quli, and her body disappeared quickly, reaching her waist.

Yang Quli looked at all this blankly, the golden light in the sky surrounded the two of them, and it looked fresh and beautiful in this green afternoon.

Their shoulders were about to disappear, and a man walked beside Yi Xu.

"Yanxu!?"

Before Yi Xu's words could be spoken, the living man's hand rested on their shoulders until their bodies were completely gone, and they never let go.