The woman in her arms is slender and soft.

It's Xi'er.

It is the night that he can't find in his dreams, and it is the night when he is lovesick and remorseful. He didn't know why Xi'er had changed, but he knew that Xi'er must have gone through hardships and hardships. His heart was bleeding and crying.

In hell, there is light at last.

Xi'er's tears soaked Zirui's front placket. Years of forbearance, thousands of grievances, at this moment, finally someone knows.

If you are in love, you will pity it if you don't say anything.

Shirt Er and Heng Niang came looking for Yan Chen, and they happened to see the two embracing each other.

As soon as Shirt was about to scream, Heng Niang covered her wide open mouth and dragged her around the corner, Shirt Er shook her hands and feet, looking frightened.

How could her young lady be with King Rui...... It's so embarrassing!

Heng Niang didn't know what was going on, but she was pleased with Yan Chen's choice. Since ten years ago, Heng Niang has been disappointed and suspicious of Qi Zihao. But Zhi Yanchen has never been able to let go of the old feelings.

After a few years, may Yanchen finally have a sunny day.

For a long time, maybe just a moment, King Rui let go of Yan Chen, lifted her face with his hand, and looked at it carefully. Fingers caress her delicate skin, as if holding a rare treasure, and her eyes are gentle and delicate. The tears that remained on her face burned his heart.

All the power is not as good as a teardrop in her eyes.

Iron tenderness is the most moving.

Qi Zhengtian led the horses and silently guarded them in the distance.

Ten years, more than 3,000 days and nights, this young nobleman, braved the wind and rain, overcame thorns and thorns, and fought bloody battlefields, with his solid arms, to protect the most dangerous border passes in Great Xia, and to block the most ferocious iron hooves of Shanrong.

In hundreds of battles, large and small, he never left a single disabled soldier, and built a series of graves with his own hands, taking care of how many orphans of soldiers.

However, he rarely smiled.

Qi Xi's death and the struggle for imperial power have long deviated from his original intention.

Qi Zhengtian didn't know if Yan Chen was Qi Xi, but it was definitely King Rui's favorite. That's enough.

King Rui once again took Yan Chen into his arms.

This time, he hugged him very tightly, Yan Chenqing clearly felt his enthusiasm, and heard his rapid and powerful heartbeat.

The wind and frost melted in his arms.

Rui Wang gradually laughed, at first it was just a silent laugh, and then it became louder and louder, Yan Chen snuggled in his arms, and there were bursts of strong resonance in his chest, which shook Yan Chen's heart and gradually warmed up.

The laughter spread far away, the summer sun became brighter and brighter, and the birds flew happily in the air, their wings drawing beautiful arcs.

King Rui beckoned Qi Zhengtian to send the horse over. He turned on his horse and stretched out his hand towards Yan Chen. Yan Chen generously placed his hand in his wide palm. King Rui held it tightly, and with a force, Yan Chen landed in front of King Rui lightly and skillfully.

King Rui hugged Yan Chen, held the reins of the horse, and the horse carried the two of them, and ran into the distance in an instant.

The summer breeze is slow, and the sound of horses' hooves.

Rui Wang and Yan Chen came to the front of the Niangzi Pass. He grabbed Yan Chen's waist with one hand, pointed to the front with the other, and said, "Back then, I was here, digging one corpse after another with my own hands, looking for your traces. Every time I open a body, I pray that it is not you, and I am afraid that it is you. In the end, you ......" He suddenly choked, hugged Yan Chen from behind, buried his head in Yan Chen's neck, and didn't say a word again.

Yan Chen's neck gradually became warm.

This is an affectionate man!

Yan Chen leaned quietly in his arms and looked up at Guan Pass. A black eagle cruised high in the sky, hovering for a long time.

The bloody past is finally no longer unbearable for her alone.

King Rui lifted his head from her shoulder, and looked at the sky with her, watching the flying eagle soaring high in the sky until it faded away from sight.

King Rui wrapped his arms around Yan Chen and whispered softly in her ear: "Chen'er, the sky is your home." Follow me to Tongguan! Together, we will smash the border pass and annihilate the thieves! ”

Yan Chen's heart swelled with heat. Zi Rui is still the Zi Rui who always understands her, respects her, and accompanies her. Her freedom, her blood, has always been his heart and love.

Yan Chen turned his head and wiped his forehead against King Rui's mouth, and both of them trembled.

Yan Chen stared at King Rui and said loudly: "Okay! When I find out the truth, I will sacrifice 70,000 heroic souls to the head of the thieves in the court, and then I will lie on the battlefield drunk with you, bend your bow and drink feathers, and never return to Xijing! ”

King Rui said softly but firmly: "Chen'er, the truth back then has always been confusing in my heart. It's not your business alone, shall we pursue it together? ”

Yan Chen said: "Your Highness......" Lord Rui pressed her lips with his index finger and said softly: "Call my word, Mingyuan." ”

Yan Chen's face was slightly hot, and he tilted his head slightly, forgetting what he was going to say.

Rui Wang looked down at the blush on the face of the woman in his arms, smiled lowly, and did not speak.

After a while, Yan Chen grabbed the thoughts in his mind and said, "Mingyuan, the border pass can't leave you for a long time, and the events of the year can't be found out overnight." So, I might have to stay in Xijing for a while. I'll go back to you? ”

King Rui has been lonely for ten years, and she is still relieved to be left alone to face the treacherous and changeable Xijing and unpredictable court affairs. He thought for a while and said, "My father summoned me back to Beijing this time, and I won't leave anytime soon." I'll look for some clues with you first, depending on the situation. If it's too difficult, why don't you and I return to Tongguan first, solve the problem of Zamuhuang and then return to Xijing. After all, he was also the culprit who brought down the Women's Army back then. ”

Yan Chen really didn't want to be separated from King Rui at first sight, so he smiled slightly and nodded in response.

This smile is like a hollow valley orchid that blooms on Ruyu's cheeks, the fragrance is overflowing, and King Rui can't take his eyes off it, drunk before drinking, and his whole body is hot.

King Rui turned over and dismounted, picked Yan Chen off the horse, and let the horse go to forage for grass.

The two walked side by side, strolling on the slender path. The breeze is blowing, the willow branches on the edge of the ridge are gently swaying, the green seedlings in the crop fields are green, and the lotus leaves are in the ponds. King Rui came over and picked a lotus leaf to block the sun for Yan Chen, Yan Chen broke off the willow branches, knitted a straw hat, and put it on King Rui's head. The two looked at each other and smiled.

After the war, the sandwich road is also the best scene in the world.

The peasants working in the fields straightened their waists, put their hands on the awnings, and looked at the people on the wall in amazement, suspicious that the heavenly gods had descended into the mortal world.

Yan Chen asked slowly: "Mingyuan, do you know where Zihao's personal guard Deng Qi has gone all these years?" ”

King Rui frowned and said, "Deng Qi? Back then, Qi Zihao said that he sent Deng Qi to Jiangling to transfer troops back to you. But Deng Qi did not go to Jiangling, and according to investigation, the Jiangling defenders did not see Deng Qi at all. Since then, Deng Qi has disappeared until now. ”

King Rui asked suspiciously, "Why did Chen'er ask about him?" ”

Yan Chen said solemnly: "Deng Qi naturally didn't go to Jiangling. My captain of the guard, Commander Wang, found him in Peng Xiang's army at that time. ”

"What!" King Rui's face changed. "Deng Qi is Qi Zihao's most trusted confidant, how could he be in Peng Xiang's army?"

Yan Chen's eyes were deep.

She told King Rui the old story from the beginning.

The more King Rui listened, his face became more and more solemn.

Empathize, he deeply felt Yan Chen's helplessness, despair and anger back then, imagining that Xi'er in the past was a weak daughter, fighting fiercely for several days, struggling to support the hardships of tens of thousands of soldiers, and his heart was so distressed that he shrunk into a ball.

He held Yan Chen's hand tightly, his eyes were bloodshot, and he couldn't say a word.

Yan Chen's voice gradually became hoarse at the end.

She said: "Originally, when the corn soup water flowed into the ditch, Peng Xiang was deceived and thought it was horse urine from reinforcements. He hastily retreated, and I have sent the king to infiltrate the enemy camp, take the opportunity to kill Peng Xiang, and then take advantage of the chaos to annihilate them. Who knew that Deng Qi was in Peng Xiang's army and told the truth that he had no reinforcements, which caused my plan to be nullified, and Peng's army returned to attack Shanyuan. The king came back desperately to report the news, and died in blood. I had no choice but to take advantage of their unstable foothold and rushed into the enemy's ranks. There are more than 40,000 people left in the whole army, all of them...... Donating your body. ”

King Rui couldn't help the heartache anymore, hugged Yan Chen, and held back tears.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place.

The two embraced each other quietly.

After a long time, King Rui let go of Yan Chen, but his eyes were glued to Yan Chen's face, and he refused to leave for a while.

Yan Chen looked up, his eyes sparkling. The Zheng Zheng man in front of him, there are thousands of tenderness in his eyes, there are thousands of pains and pity, and the layers are dense, almost wanting to drown Yan Chen.

Behind him, the sunset leans against the mountains, and it is difficult to leave. The sky was blood-red, and the surroundings were quiet.

The rise and fall of the ages, a hundred years of sadness and laughter, like a lot of affection, why not be afraid of the vicissitudes of half a lifetime, a lifetime of wind and rain!