Chen Mengtian shook his head, listening to Jiang Zebei's deep voice, no longer poking him in the heart to see him change his face.

She said softly: "It's just a dream, don't worry about it, I'm by your side now." ”

Jiang Zebei can't do it, he doesn't care.

"And in the end?" He lowered his eyes, and his voice was faint.

Chen Mengtian thought about it for a while, and then continued: "Later, I was disfigured, and I met you who returned to Chenjia Village, and then you took me back to the capital......

Hearing this, Jiang Zebei's low-pressure emotions and the loss in his heart gradually disappeared.

But with Chen Mengtian's words, his face changed again.

"You went to the battlefield, fought the Turks to the death, and the soldiers came to the city, and you were only one step away from stepping into the territory of the Turks and subduing them, but unfortunately they captured me and threatened you."

Jiang Zebei held people, and his strength couldn't help but increase.

He didn't ask what happened next, just continued to listen.

"I jumped the tower, the Turks were destroyed, and you won."

The city tower is so high, how can you escape death if you jump from the city tower.

This last paragraph made Jiang Zebei uncomfortable, very uncomfortable.

Whether it's a dream or something else, or it's just an excuse for everything she knows.

No matter which one it was, when he heard Chen Mengtian say that she was dead, his heart ached.

"No, I'm not going to let you die."

He held the person in his arms, hugged it tightly, and did not let go at all.

Chen Mengtian continued: "The dream was too real, and then I began to take advantage of the known advantages and began to make some preparations......

One of them spoke, and the other listened quietly.

Jiang Zebei responded from time to time.

It wasn't until Chen Mengtian said that he was tired and fell asleep on Jiang Zebei's shoulder that the room was quiet.

Listening to the sound of even breathing in his ears, Jiang Zebei's eyes gradually darkened.

He stared sideways at the man on his shoulder, approached slightly, touched it carefully, and left with a touch.

Seeing that the person was sleeping deeply, Jiang Zebei carefully picked the person up and put him on the bed.

He sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Chen Mengtian for a long time, the look in his eyes was bright, and he thought about it a lot.

Finally, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes, and he finally glanced at Chen Mengtian, got up and left the inner room.

……

Chen Qing felt very strange today.

His place was very lively in the first two years, and people often came to watch, pointing fingers at him, a poor creature who was disfigured and lame.

However, few people have come in the past two years, and there was a woman who came, I don't know if she was passing by or came on purpose, and he only looked at the woman's back.

Now from afar, there are people coming this way.

It is the figure of two men, the man in front is wearing a crescent white shirt, and the tall man in the back is wearing a black and strict cloth.

Chen Qing held the firewood in his arms with one hand and stopped preparing to go to the kitchen.

Standing in front of the kitchen in the simple courtyard of the thatched hut, he looked at the two men who walked towards him with cloudy eyes.

The person who came was Jiang Zebei, and behind him was Xuanwu.

He still heard from Liu Juan that Chen Qing's changes in the past few years have broken his family and left him alive.

On weekdays, he didn't care about these things, but now when he heard Chen Mengtian talk about the dream, he was very concerned about Chen Qing's existence.

From afar, he saw some hunchbacked men standing in front of the hut.

The other party was disfigured, his face was hideous and ugly, and he looked terrible.

Crippled, walking with crutches, holding firewood in his arms, covered in dirt, and behaving in a mess at this time.