His posture was as tall as a sword, and his steps were meticulous, and he could not see the slightest messiness or instability. The silver armor is shining with silver, dazzling, a god-like man.

Cha Sanshao smiled slightly, the corners of the evil mouth were slightly hooked, and his handsome and feminine complexion did not show the slightest smugness. He laughed silently, bitterly.

He laughed so much that he was hopelessly stupid, he laughed that he couldn't get her, he hadn't stepped into Chu Jing for ten years, desperately defending the frontier, and the wind and moon at the border had dyed his eyebrows and eyes as hard as iron and blood.

He laughed at his ten years of guarding empty dreams, and after becoming a very human minister, all he got was her faint smile and an increasingly detached look.

He laughed at himself for dressing up more and more wicked, just to push away the forced marriage in his family.

Why come to this place? Why is there such an obsession to see if he is doing well? Is it like a child who has not yet grown up, and he has to watch that person live more painfully than himself.

They're all fools, they're all damn fools!!

Laugh and cry...... He laughed silently in his heart, and at last turned and walked away, a desolate sorrow stirring in his breast, and the part of his heart that collapsed in that snowy night still showed the wind and snow of that night, and the day after day blew and froze him into ice.

Qingshu turned into the hall, raised his eyes and just saw Xiangye's sad smile, his heart ached, he knew that Xiangye was extremely unhappy, no matter how happy he was smiling in front of people, there was always a sadness and despair lingering between his eyebrows.

And his increasingly glamorous and evil demeanor is a sad mockery of his self-abandonment. To himself, and to the ridicule of the person who hurt him.

Qing Shu watched him disappear in front of him in a daze, and he was at a loss for a moment.

"This little brother ......" someone called him, and when he turned around, he saw a lady with a slender figure and a beautiful face calling him softly.

He came back to his senses and replied respectfully, "What does this lady command?" ”

"This is the little brother, our generals and military strategies have prepared thin wine, please come to the master and the adults to enjoy their faces when the time comes." The lady spoke softly, without a hint of arrogance.

Qingshu saw that her demeanor was down-to-earth and generous, and her upbringing was good, more like the style of the Chu Jingzhong family, and her mind was racing, and she had already understood who the lady in front of her was, so she hurriedly bowed down and said: "Yes, General Su and Mrs. Jun have orders, and the slave maid will inform the Xiangye and the adults." ”

Qian Yancui nodded slightly with a smile and turned around to leave.

Qingshu suddenly took a step forward with a red face, stopped the way and asked embarrassedly, "May I ask Madam, this ...... Where are cherries sold near here? ”

"Cherry?!" Before Qian Yancui could speak, the maidservant beside her heard the lotus and shouted, "Where is this thing at this time?" Besides, this place is a place where birds don't, where will there be. ”

She said it politely, and Qingshu was even more embarrassed: "This ...... This is my grandfather's spleen and stomach, and he wants to eat it...... General, military wife, this ......"

After he finished speaking, he already felt that it was too difficult for a strong man. I was about to give up in frustration. Qian Yancui lightly raised her eyebrows, and thought for a while before saying: "I have pickled a small jar this year, and I brought it to Ancheng this time, I don't know if your family will like it, if you can, the little brother will order someone to get some for your family to use." Her tone is gentle and gentle, like a spring breeze.

Qingshu is overjoyed. Thank you again and again. Unexpectedly, Tinghe on the side was full of unhappiness and pouted: "Madam! You are a general and an armament, and you are reluctant to eat it on weekdays, how can you give it to others? Besides, Xiangye is a big man, how can he like to eat this kind of thing......"

Qingshu was annoyed, but he forced himself to press it. Sure enough, Qian Yancui saw that what he said was unorthodox, and shouted with a cold face: "Shut up!" Are you arrogant and honorable? ”

When she reprimanded, the gentleness on her face suddenly disappeared, and her body naturally exuded the unique majesty of the ladies of the world. Tinghe was so frightened that he trembled, and hurriedly knelt down and said that he didn't dare.

Qing Shu saw that he was straightforward and fast-talking, and he didn't care too much, but smiled: "Don't worry about the generals and military wives, it's just a joke." ”

Qian Yancui glanced up at him, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his gentle eyes: "This little brother understands things, don't be surprised." ”

She said some more apologies, and then led Tinghe and walked away slowly.

Qingshu had a very good impression of her, and he also heard that this general and military wife was a young lady of the Jingzhong family, not only was she dignified and beautiful, but what was more commendable was that she had followed the Su generals and the army for ten years, and she never left or right. This steadfastness is even more admirable.

Ay...... The world makes people......

Qingshu sighed and watched her wander away, feeling pity in his heart. What a good pair, but it's a pity that the protagonist is born with a broken sleeve? Oops......

……

Guanshan is ten thousand, and the Qiang flute is secluded.

Under the desolate border moon, he drank alone with the moon.

Lonely moon, lonely heart, I don't know if she is thousands of miles away looking at the jade fence in the palace, looking at the railing, or leaning on that person's arms, softly singing her Huadi ballad to the moon, whether the beautiful face is satisfied and happy.

Swallow a cup of hot bitter wine, but there is no trace, and the wine is even more sorrowful, but there is nowhere to relieve such sorrow, nowhere to vent.

I can't ask for it, I can't get it......

"What's more...... This time, the Soviet generals and soldiers were able to see the old people they hadn't seen for a long time. The bewitching man's mouth was full of seductive words, and the wound that had been too old was suddenly turned out and appeared in front of him.

The evil Fengfeng's eyes were as deep as his, and at that moment, he understood what he meant, and he saw through his disguise.

……

"Drunk and lying on the battlefield, how many people have returned to the ......ancient battle" He muttered this famous poem through the ages, how many people returned?! How many people will return? Why not die! Why won't he die! I have never hated my luck so much as I have at this moment.

He drank the bitter wine in the cup in one gulp, pulled out the sword in his waist violently, and his figure was like a light smoke, and he had come to the courtyard in a flash.

The long sword danced, rolling up thousands of piles of snow, the awe-inspiring killing breath was about to come out, the sword qi was fighting the sky, and the surrounding grass and trees were windless and automatic, trembling.