Zhong Zhiyu originally thought that when people were unconscious, they would lose consciousness and not perceive anything, but when she was really unconscious, she realized that she had a dream.

But there was something strange about the dream.

In her dream, she turned into a goshawk, soaring freely over the endless grassland, looking down at the grassland from top to bottom, watching the scenery below change from loess to shoots, then to grass, and finally the grass withered, and the cycle began year after year.

Suddenly, one day, she saw a group of people. They stood on the same starting line, each riding a horse under them, with an excited and imperative look on their faces, and the mere sight of it was exciting.

In the crowd, she saw two little girls.

That's himself and Bei Chuan.

Zhong Zhiyu knew in her heart that this was the horse race of that year, and the scene was clearly recorded in her mind, but now this perspective was really novel, so she waved her wings and stopped on the side.

At that time, I was really immature.

Zhong Zhuyu, who turned into a goshawk, turned his eyes dripping, watching the two girls ride their horses with an order, and the harsh wind blew on their faces, bringing the overflowing laughter to the distance.

At that time, although I was in a foreign land, the time with Bei Chuan was really happy.

Zhong Xiyu felt that he was smiling, but how could the goshawk laugh?

So she spread her wings, and flew with the two little girls, and the two little girls grew up a little, and Bei Chuan lost the baby fat on her face, and she herself ...... She was stunned to find that she had disappeared.

Bei Chuan rode a white horse to the finish line alone, she looked back and seemed to be looking for someone, wanting to share her joy, but her gaze swept back, and then lowered her eyes lonely.

She's looking for herself.

Zhong Xiyu was a little distressed, she wanted to go up and hug Bei Chuan, tell her in her ear that she was always there, and then reach out to tickle her waist, so that this little girl of her will always smile brightly.

But she's a goshawk now, and she can't do anything.

Fortunately, Bei Chuan regained his energy after a while, put aside the people who wanted to come forward to send him off, and rode a white horse to the Bei Chuan River.

Seeing the familiar scenery, Zhong Zhiyu was also full of nostalgia.

She still remembers her immature childhood words with Bei Chuan when she was a teenager, and she still remembers Bei Chuan's bold ambitions in front of the mother river of this grassland.

I just don't know if her dream has changed now.

Bei Chuan got off the horse, and did not restrict the horse to follow it around looking for fresh grass to eat, waving his arms and moving his muscles and bones, while smiling towards the river and singing in Beiyi dialect.

"Mother River, I'm here again, Mother River, bless me. I am your most pious child, and I will use my life to continue the bloodline~"

Beiyi dialect is not as upright and elegant as Dayu dialect, Beiyi dialect tone rises, the tail note is heroic, with this ancient tune, people can feel that they are hearing the response of this Bei Chuan River in the tune.

Zhong Shuyu's eyes were full of smiles, she still remembered the first time she heard this song, she seemed to feel the wind of nature, as if she saw the young shoots breaking out of the soil, as if she heard the ancient shouts in the history of Beiyi... In short, she was amazed by this song full of historical simplicity.

But later, when she was able to use Beiyi dialect proficiently, she was stupidly translated.

Da Yu's poetry is elegant, she has never heard such straightforward lyrics, and then she unceremoniously let out a good-natured laugh, causing Bei Chuan to snort angrily.

And now, after Bei Chuan finished singing, except for the howling wind, the grassland was silent.

After a long time, Bei Chuan sighed.

"Zuoyu, why did you go to Xirong, I still want to invite you back to my wedding......"

Bei Chuan is getting married!?

Who is the man? Where are those barbarian men in Beiyi whose brains are stuffed with muscles worthy of her!

Zhong Zhuyu was startled and let out a cry.

Bei Chuan looked up at the goshawk who had followed him all the way and tilted his head, and suddenly shouted at her with a blessed heart: "That eagle - are you a jade?" ”

Zhong Shuyu answered, and the eyes of the little girl below immediately lit up, and she waved at her, and Zhong Shuyu stood on her arm.

Bei Chuan: "Shuyu, I knew you would miss me too." ”

As she spoke, the proud princess smirked "hehe", so that Zhong Zhiyu couldn't stand it and slapped her head with her wings before she stopped laughing.

"Shuyu, let me tell you, it seems that something big is going to happen on the grassland, my father won't tell me, but I have guessed some, it seems that there are several small tribes who want to overthrow my father's rule, my father's army was killed and wounded in the last war with Xijon, and now it seems to be very tricky......"

"And I can help my father... It is to marry Rabadegi and get the support of the second largest tribe in the steppe......"

Speaking of which, Bei Chuan couldn't hide his loneliness: "But I don't want to get married......"

Zhong Zhiyu spread his wings and wanted to comfort Bei Chuan, but he didn't want everything in front of him to become more and more blurred, and when it was clear in front of him, it was already the wedding of Bei Chuan and Rabadeji.

What a bargain Rabadeji!

Zhong Zhiyu thought hatefully.

Unexpectedly, when the wedding entered the big tent, there was an accident. The big tent with Bei Chuan in it suddenly caught fire.

The flames soared into the sky, scorching this piece of grassland, and the king of the grassland wanted to put out the fire, but he still couldn't do anything.

Equally powerless was Zhong Zhiyu, who had turned into a goshawk, who had no hands and could not speak, so she could only watch as Bei Chuan and Labadji were burned to the ground in the big tent.

"Bei Chuan!!"

She felt like she was finally screaming, but she couldn't hear anything, and the landscape around her began to recede until it fell into endless darkness.

Until she didn't know how long it was, she heard Chunhe's voice: "Miss, wake up quickly." ”

Awake?

Oh yes, I'm still in Xijon, and I still have things to do!

Zhong Zhuyu opened his eyes suddenly, and his eyes were squinted by the strong light. Fortunately, this little movement did not escape Chunhe's eyes, and after finding that Zhong Zhiyu had woken up, he hurriedly held her hand and pinched it in the palm of her hand.

Zhong Shuyu was stunned for a moment, and then quickly closed his eyes.

Then I felt that Chunhe almost fell on his body, crying heartbreakingly: "Madam, although our young lady is not a pampered master, but now because of a trumped-up crime, even half of her life is gone, please make the decision for my young lady!" ”

Then Zhong Zhiyu heard a noise not far away, and in the chaos, someone seemed to be shouting: "Madam, Madam, don't do it!" ”

"Hurry up and ask ¥, the king has ¥ blood!"

I don't understand Xirong dialect very well, but based on these words, it is speculated that Yeli Baohua should have beaten King Xirong with blood!

That's great!

Zhong Zhiyu felt that the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

The first step to sow discord is successful!