The sky is not old, the love is inexorable, the heart is like a double wire net, and there are thousands of knots

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Zhao Yun lowered her head again and again, and the uneasiness on her face spread to her whole body with the body temperature of Wei's fingertips.

Really, is the mother and daughter of the same heart?

The war was won one after another, the North Court was shaken, and these hostage captives, who were originally imprisoned here and forgotten, seemed to have a new value, and Da Mingde was entrusted with a heavy task, especially asking to take care of the key people led by Webster.

Soon, the coffins of important soldiers from the south were moved back, and Pucha Ahudie took his brother's body to kneel in the royal street, and the death of the eldest son and grandson made the Pucha General's Mansion a gloomy fog.

A few days later, there was news of the marshal's return.

As the head of a country, Wanyan Wushu swore to make a military order before the expedition is still there, and now he is so bleak. The emperor was more and more reluctant to slack off, and personally led hundreds of officials out of the palace to greet him, all the way to the Chongming Palace, and did not say much, leaving him to talk about the old days.

On that day, only the Prime Minister's Mansion in the whole country could not go to the hospital, and Wan Yanchong stood there in place of his father, like a young eagle, heroic. Wanyan Wushu has aged a lot overnight, and a man's strength comes not only from youth, but also from his heart and pride.

No one knows what the situation of this family banquet accompanied by the monarch is, but two men with very different personalities, one old and one young, drink each other, and the liquor is empty and full, and it is difficult to get drunk with a thousand cups.

Many people say that the emperor's alcoholism began at that time. In fact, it doesn't matter when it started, what matters is that the owner of the country was found to be addicted to alcohol too late.

In the whole feast, only the two monarchs and ministers, and even Daxingguo were sent out to guard the gate, until the dawn was faint, and the Yan Wushu walked out full of wine.

His stumbling figure stood tall as soon as he stepped through the gate, the glow of the sky shining on him, and the armor that had not been completely removed looked like a golden battle suit. Such a man is born a military general, and is not determined by the success or failure of a certain war.

The contents of this night are a mystery to everyone, and a mystery to all history. History can be answered through scientific analysis, and although the content of the conversation is unknown, it can be inferred from the results that they became confidants of each other on this night.

Perhaps it was because of this night that this ambitious military strategist made up his mind to defend this still slightly immature emperor, so throughout his life, in his lifetime, he did not dare to do anything to the emperor, and no one in the country dared to do anything to the right.

This night, for Wan Yanliang, seemed extraordinarily long, and he needed to pay attention to two things, one was the situation in the palace, and the other was his father's condition.

It is also the "careful" attention of Rouge, and now she dresses as a man as a beautiful little maid, and she saddles before and after the horse at any time.

It was a terrible job, but with two things in mind, Janeway happily accepted it.

The first is to have the silver, and the second is to know the latest situation, of course, including the recent situation of Wan Yanyong.

Why is there silver in the first position, because, now, she is very short of silver, and she is a hero who is forced to die with a penny.

On the day he returned to Beijing, Wan Yanliang was obviously in a wrong mood, and he couldn't tell what was wrong, but he was obviously a little more impetuous than usual. On the same day, Wanyan Zonggan was seriously ill, but she didn't think that Wanyan Zonggan could have such a great influence on her son.

Wanyan Zong's illness was very strange, and Jian Wei could only judge it simply based on the specious explanations of those imperial doctors, it was diabetes, which was what the ancients called thirst-quenching disease.

But in ancient times, there were no insulin injections, so such a disease became a chronic terminal disease.

He stood in front of the hospital bed for a few hours, and Janeway dozed at the door for several hours, until a small man ran over with a shrunken head and said, "The marshal is coming to visit." ”

In this way, it was almost when he and the emperor finished drinking at night, and Jian Wei yawned, really admiring his good spirit.

Wanyan Wushu was still dressed up, and a military attache followed behind him with a salute, he didn't squint all the way, as if he was familiar with the road here, and went straight to the bedroom, until he was about to pass Jian Wei, he suddenly turned his head to look at Jian Wei.

Jian Wei hurriedly bowed her head.

Wan Yan Wushu stayed for less than a second, strode into the door, and after a while, Wan Yan Liang also came out, he glanced at Jian Wei: "Let's go." They're going to talk for a long time. ”

Janeway followed him blankly, thinking about how she could quietly ask what she wanted to know.

Wan Yanliang didn't stop until he walked to the stable, he took out two horses and went to ride.

Janeway looked at the rising sun, looked at him again, and he rolled over and got on his horse with a blank face. She had already known that she sighed, although she was not skilled, but she no longer needed to be taught, and when Lerma came to the door, he stopped and instructed the little servant: "Fetch a hat." ”

Soon, a white gauze hat was taken, and Jian Wei brought it with satisfaction, quite a bit of the style of an ancient chivalrous woman, and the light transmittance seemed to be good.

Before she had time to appreciate it carefully, Wan Yanliang had already hit her horse and rushed straight out, and she hurriedly followed.

The speed of the horses is not fast, but it is enough to disturb the people, especially now that the Jin State is defeated, it always makes the people's opinion of the military attaché decline, and their swagger makes some people unhappy and talk about it in the back.

Wan Yanliang didn't hear it, even in the most prosperous commercial streets, she never slowed down, for a while, there were quite a few gentlemen shopping on the streets, chickens and dogs jumping chaotic in the world, she tried her best to keep her head down so that others would see her, and only prayed for how long this road was......

Turning a corner to the moat out of the city, she breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly a puppy jumped out of front of her, she instinctively pulled the reins, this horse is noble, where can it withstand such a confinement, for a while the front hooves stood tall, about to throw Janeway off the horse, she hugged the horse's neck in fear, threw the horse all over the body, and threw away the most important reins, at this moment, a man strode forward through the crowd, grabbed the reins, the horse neighed, he let the struggle without mercy, and finally stabilized the horse's mood.

Jian Wei had palpitations, her legs were still trembling when she sat on the horse, Wan Yanliang sat on the horse a few steps away, and saluted from afar: "Thank you Steward Zhang for your help." ”

She hurriedly looked over, who was Zhang Jinyan?

Zhang Jinyan replied, didn't say much, and kept walking out of the city, Jian Wei's heart fluttered, did he go to see Yan Yong? With such a simple outfit and a calm look, presumably, there must be nothing wrong with him.

Thinking like this, she couldn't help but look at the city wall, just in time to meet Yan Liang's searching gaze, but fortunately, through the tulle, she couldn't see her own expression.

Out of the city is a flat meadow, believe in the reins, the horse gradually walked to the sparsely populated grass and tender place, Wan Yanliang let go of the reins, raised his head and took a deep breath, and slowly breathed a sigh of relief, as if he wanted to spit out the block in his heart.

The sun shines on the turquoise earth, and there is an illusion of a sparkling lake, and the breeze blows her tulle with warmth, and the horse seems to understand the master's mind, step by step into Janeway, almost within reach.

He held her hand, and his heart was a little settled: "I don't know why, although you didn't say anything, I always felt that you knew everything, although I thought you knew everything, but I felt that you would never harm me." ”

"Being with you always makes me feel less like myself."

"Different?"

"It's different." He replied, "You are different from them. ”

"You know what? In the eyes of a madman, everyone else is crazy, only oneself is normal, and in the eyes of a normal person, only a madman is crazy. Is it the world that is drunk and I am awake, or is it that everyone is awake and I am drunk? Who can say these things clearly? Mine is different, maybe I'm crazy. ”

"Haha, that's a beautiful madman too." He even praised her.

"Finished." She called him by name, "May I ask you a question?" ”

"Say it." His eyes looked farther away.

"You brought me out today to say goodbye to me, right?" She asked.

"You're like that, smart people love and fear." He let out a low sigh.

"So it's true, then you don't really plan to sacrifice me to Wanyan Wushu, right?"

He did not speak, and the whistling wind replaced his silence.

Men are really strange, when you feel that he doesn't love you, he will do a lot of things for you, maybe he will risk his life for you, but when you feel that they are in love with you, they will not hesitate to leave you, and resolutely seem that nothing has happened.

Therefore, many women who know everything about men in the end die alone, and many women who know nothing about men are happy all their lives, they don't need to understand, they just need to understand.

Jian Wei has no way to understand Yan Liang now, first of all, she can't accept her status of being arbitrarily slaughtered. Of course, she did not see any benefit or room for change in talking about human rights and respect with someone who was in the habit of manipulating other people's lives.

She glanced at him, and he was looking back at her. The tulle of the hat blocked her angry eyes, and she ripped it off and threw it out. The hat rolled a few laps on the grass, and finally came to a quiet stop, like a little exclamation point, written on the turquoise grass, just like Janeway's current mood of shame and anger.

She tugged at the reins, her body was straight, her whole body was full of anger, Wan Yanliang looked at her and wanted to say something, but he was used to issuing orders rather than explaining intentions, and he was a little overwhelmed for a while.

Jian Wei looked at him and asked slowly, "Wan Yanliang, didn't anyone say you were crazy?" “