(Girls' Literature)

Yan Yi's victory momentum did not last long after all. It's like the return of a dying man. After that, it quickly retreated. Song Fusheng's army had already been beaten. Yan Yi's team is no better. Shaky.

But more than a month. A territory that was once able to compete with the Chen Dynasty. Even the grand occasion of isolating the Chen army in Kyoto can only defend Anyang and Daling. It's back to the original state after going around and around. Da Ling is a lair. The only one who can hold on to it is Anyang.

The situation in the world has changed dramatically for a while. The once dominant Ling army and the Chang army were defeated. Even Jun Murong, who had secretly helped him many times, gave up at this time. The news came. All in a moment

The atmosphere in Da Ling City is depressing.

Everyone is worried. If Yan Yi is defeated. What should I do if I was attacked by Jun Mochen. Is the tragedy of two years ago going to happen again?

The people of the city were terrified. The streets are sparse. The shop is closed. It seems that the former deserted city has been restored.

And the opposite. The morale of the Chen army is high, and the soldiers are strong and strong. It seems that the previous state of defeat and retreat is the "can but cannot" in the art of war.

The bottom of the body is already weak. In this way, the whole person, who was even weaker, was emaciated. The disease, which had only been better, has returned, and the situation has been worsened. The soup and liquid every day are bitter in the mouth.

I never mentioned that night. I haven't told anyone what happened.

Ying Yan felt that she owed something in her heart. Serve before you every day. Serve tea and water. Rest for meals. I really didn't have any dedication.

When Jun Mochen attacked Anyang again. Yan Yi had almost no power to resist. The city gates could only be shut. Barely able to compete with the advantage of the terrain.

Daling City is no longer as lively as it used to be. Everyone in the city has prepared a burden. Always ready to flee.

A little wind and grass in Anyang has attracted the attention of the people of the whole city. Anyang has an important geographical location. Anyang is in Daling. Anyang will definitely suffer from the death of Daling.

Now the most leisurely person in Daling City is me. I slept for many days without saying a word. I really don't hear what is going on outside the window.

In the haze of sleep. I felt that there was a person standing in the room.

Open your eyes slightly. Only a broad back in armor was seen. A body of wind and dust.

This figure was and still is. It's already deeply imprinted in my mind. I won't be unrecognizable.

It's Yan Yi.

I lay quietly on the bed. I just feel heavy in my breath.

Yan Yi is a person who practices martial arts, and he can be keenly aware of the slightest movement. When I woke up, he should have known that. But he stood silently. He is now. In the side of not being able to find the high-spirited.

It took a long time to hear Yan Yidao. "I knew you wouldn't keep this kid easily. I already knew. I didn't expect you to be so quick and so ruthless. He didn't even want his own life. ”

I "groaned" in my heart.

Everyone thought I had lost my son suddenly. As a result, these days are sad and sad, lingering on the sickbed. Even Ying Yan thought that she was the one who caused me to lose my child. But there was no doubt that I didn't want this child.

But who is Yan Yi? He was a genius boy who won the Ling Guo civil and military double championship at the age of sixteen. It was General Yan Feiqing, who defeated the barbarians at the age of eighteen. How could I hide that little trick from his eyes?

He spun around sharply. I knew what he looked like when I saw him.

He must have just come off the battlefield. The uniform has not been retreated, and there are even large patches of undried blood on it. The killing aura on his body has not disappeared. A pair of eyes were blood-red. There is still murderous spirit.

Such a glance at it. It's terrifying. I couldn't help but wince.

The next moment he stepped over with a single lunge. Hold my shoulders tightly. Suddenly there was a pain in his shoulder. It's like he's going to crush it. I frowned and exclaimed. "You're hurting me. Let go. ”

But it was as if he couldn't hear it. The eyes are cracking. The whole person exuded a steaming anger. Almost screaming. Ling Qianyan. I gave you my whole heart. How dare you do this to me. How dare you. ”

When the words are intense. He angrily shoved me to the side. I fell heavily on the bed. The forehead hits the bed frame. Suddenly dizzy. Ringing in my ears. After a while, warm blood slid down the corners of his forehead.

I lifted my finger. Gently stroke your lower forehead. Hold your palms in front of your eyes and look at them. The blood red of the palm of one hand.

I looked at the red and laughed softly. "Why wouldn't I dare. I'm not even afraid of death, but I'm still afraid of this. I'm here to get revenge on you. You ruined me. I will kill your child. Let you also taste the taste of this life is worse than death. ”

I smiled the whole time. The tone is calm and calm. looked at Yan Yi in front of him, and the blue veins on his forehead burst out. Fingers clenched tightly. There was a sudden thrill of revenge in my heart.

He said word by word. "Ling. Lean. Face. ”

Apparently furious.

I didn't rush to meet his gaze. There was peace in my heart.

Suddenly, he stepped forward and grabbed me by the neck. I couldn't bear it anymore and fell straight to the couch. He just straddled me like that, hoarsely. "I can't wait to ...... I can't wait to kill you......".

He has a lot of strength. Now that I've used all my strength, I just feel like I'm almost suffocating. Can't catch your breath. His eyes were swollen and dotted with tears. I tried my best to squeeze a word out of my throat. "There's a kind of ...... You're going to kill me......"

What's the point of living like this hopeless? That's what I want to provoke him. I want him to kill me with his own hands. Then live a long life and be sad for a lifetime.

"Do you think I wouldn't dare?" Yan Yi's eyes were filled with the red of killing. It's daunting. The force on the fingers suddenly increased.

I slowly closed my eyes. Blood and tears are cold. At the moment, it was coldly condensed on his face.

"Ahh

"Bang Dang ......"

A shrill sound rang in my ears with the loud thud of metal falling to the ground. It turned out that Ying Yan came in with a basin of water. I was immediately frightened when I saw such a scene. Pounced and said in a hurry. "General......

Yan Yi's eyes eroded by anger turned slightly. The next moment it was as if I was frightened. Let go of me. Retreat to a far away place from the bed.

Ying Yan hurriedly stepped forward to check on me. Shake it gently and cautiously. "Princess."

It took a long time for his eyes to see Ying Yan's tear-stained and anxious face.

If it weren't for the geese coming in. I'm afraid I'm dead now. I thought I could have died at his hands today.

There were cold tears falling. I muttered. "Ying Yan. Let me die......"

Ying Yan was stunned for a moment when she heard this. Tears erupted. Hot slammed on the back of my hand. "The princess is in her prime. Don't think about it. Isn't there a saying that it is better to die than to live......"

Before she could say anything. Yan Yi suddenly stepped forward again. Hold your hands in front of you. Squinted at me. "It's so easy to die. You killed my son. There should also be a price. ”

Ying Yan on the side shrank back. After a while, it seemed to have great courage. "General. Actually......"

"When is it your turn to interject here. Get out. Yan Yi was angry. Without looking back, he sharply interrupted Ying Yan. Ying Yan was stunned. Tears slowly filled his eyes. Ran out of the door with his head sideways.

I was suddenly relieved. The loss of the child has nothing to do with Yingyan. If Yan Yi didn't interrupt her, she could continue. Although Yan Yi knew that I did it on purpose. But who knows if he will anger others when he is angry. Now, although Yingyan has been wronged, she has no worries about her life.

We were the only ones left in the room. The sound of each other's breathing was clearly audible. The body is not good, and there is a miscarriage. Fang just walked in front of the ghost gate again. After this toss. It's already exhausted.

Half-asleep. I looked at the person in front of me in a daze.

Yan Yi stood in front of the bed with his backlight. The afterglow of the setting sun seemed to pace him with a dazzling light. All over is glittering with gold. It's not just him. Even the room was full of golden light.

I suddenly remembered. It's been a long time since I've seen such a good sunset. I remember when I first met Yan Yi. It's also such a golden scene. He came to me with the sound of the piano in this splendid place. A young face full of spirit.

And now I'm about to forget his wanton boyhood. Speaking of which. He's only in his early twenties now. But there is a completely different sophistication and ruthlessness from before.

We've all changed. Time flies. Never waits for anyone. And we can't go back to the youthful appearance of the beginning.

Perhaps from the very beginning it was destined that "the sunset is infinitely better." Just near dusk". It's just that we never pay attention.

I couldn't see his face clearly. I only felt that he suddenly fell silent. It was as if he was not the one who was screaming like an angry lion to kill.

His eyes were slightly open for a moment. The eyelids weigh a thousand pounds. I can't open my eyes.

Until the sunset recedes outside. Night falls. It was dark in the room. He almost stood motionless as a sculpture. I finally couldn't hold it anymore when I wanted to close my eyes. Yan Yi's deep voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Maybe it's because he hasn't spoken for a long time. There was a faint hoarseness in his voice. "Tilt your face. Anyang can't hold it. ”

Such a helpless and powerless sentence was said in a hoarse voice. Somehow. I felt the urge to cry.

Anyang couldn't hold it.

It means that Da Ling has failed fiascoly again. The tragedy will happen again. Perhaps soon we will be faced with the decision we made two years ago. Die or flee.

I'm going to say something. But when I opened my mouth, I found that I couldn't say anything. What are we now? said that they were enemies, but we were all surnamed Ling, and we should share the same hatred of the enemy. can be said to be a relative-like person, and I hate him again.

But it was as if he were just a muttered outpouring. While I was struggling with whether to say something. He had already walked out on his own. The tall figure was a little shaky.

I heard him tell the people outside the door. "Take care of her."