The man who reported the report skillfully climbed over the wall and disappeared into the wall of Weibei Xuan, Yun Luoyi quietly picked up the pen, and the Huaiyin paper inlaid with gold leaf in front of him was as thin as a cicada's wings, and he waved the pen to leave the word 'Jiangshan' on the paper.

Then he raised his feet and walked out of the main hall of Weibei Xuan, back to Jihui Xuan, and the woman who had been snooping behind the curtain for a long time also slowly walked out from behind the curtain, it was Diewei who was going to send the key to the treasury, she didn't know how ambitious this general who kept saying that he wanted to marry a wife and have children, so she was his best help, she had martial arts and strategy and took care of him for many years, and she should always be by this man's side, even if she was a slave and a maid all her life, she was willing.

She shook the potion in her cuff and made up her mind, looking at the big words on the table, she reached out and grabbed the cuff that had been put into her. She has a low status, so for many years, she has felt that she is not worthy of the best man in the world, that is, the general, so even if it is a little bit related to him, everything, she wants to have and possess.

When she was young, the brocade-robed boy bought her back from the slave market, gave her food and clothing, and even became her only friend, he taught her to practice martial arts, made her a general on the battlefield, and let her engrave every penny of his giving in her heart, silently guarding by his side, they grew up together, he became the famous Yun general, she also became his most trusted Yun Huiwei commander, she was born and died for him, and was seriously injured for him, as long as he cared for a word, he would be resurrected with full blood, but he never thought about it, He fell in love with a woman who was so superficial, a woman who came to the bridging in the most dazzling red dress that he hated the most, and for whom the general punished himself for the first time, for the first time he broke all the rules just to please her.

But why is this, why can you fall in love with someone in an instant even though I have been by your side for ten years? Why? Why?

The suffering of the world is born of love and hatred, and the so-called love is not as good as loyalty. The young man's affection was wrong, and it was difficult to complain.

(Jiang Nanxuan)

"Yun Luoyi, Yun Luoyi, look, I clearly remember that I didn't embroider a stitch before I fell asleep yesterday, and I finished embroidering after I woke up."

Yun Luoyi put down the pen in his hand, the corners of his mouth pulled up a doting arc, he knew that the woman in front of him had completely trusted him, let go of the cold and bloodthirsty ruthlessness of the past, and finally revealed the warmth that he had hidden deep in his heart. Raising his hand to take the fiery red wedding dress, he watched her smile playfully, like a warm spring breeze suddenly blowing on a glacier, melting the entire sky.

"Mother called us over yesterday, but I saw that you were asleep, so I didn't take you there."

"What? The old lady didn't like me in the first place, and if she knew that I had fallen asleep yesterday and didn't go, she would have had a headache again. ”

"It doesn't matter."

Yun Luoyi casually picked up the pen in his hand, wrote a few numbers on the emergency newspaper in front of him, and then raised his head and looked at the puffed up woman in front of him.

"You're good like that."

"What?"

"Let go of the past, you are still a woman with bright eyes and good eyes."

"How can you forget the pain of bone erosion? I have killed the souls of 10,000 people, and I have also collected the spirits of 100 ghosts. However, when I met you, I hope that you can remember me. ”

"You ......"

Yun Luoyi's hand holding the teacup hovered slightly in the air, and then quietly put it down, he didn't know what she had experienced, he didn't know how she had been hurt, and he was speechless for a while.

"I'm going home in a few days, and I don't have to send someone to follow me."

The woman with her back to her suddenly turned around, with a sly smile on her face, and when she mentioned the place called 'home', her face gradually warmed.

"Okay."

She didn't ask if she didn't talk about him, there seemed to be a boundary between them, a boundary that could never be dissolved, even if she said to herself that her parents were dead, he believed it, she said she was going home, he believed it, he believed what she said.