Xiliang thought that with me as a hostage, he would definitely win the ticket, and the number of troops he brought was half of what he had before, but Shen Lin Xiao never expected to be exploited by me. Xiliang's troops were insufficient, and later the arrows were also shot out, Shen Linxiao saw that there were too many people who died, and it was estimated that there was no chance of winning if he continued to fight, so he fled in a panic with the rest of the people.

This battle weakened a lot of Xiliang's troops, Xiliang was afraid that he would have to rectify for a long time before he dared to send troops, if Xiliang was defeated, then the Huns would also be defeated.

The sky suddenly became hazy, and I opened the tent and saw Chu Muxiu and Xuanwu still sitting outside.

Chu Muxiu sat on the big stone, Xuanwu actually sat on Chu Muxiu's lap, I don't know what they were talking about, I only saw Chu Muxiu pointing to the sky over there, and whispering some words in his mouth. Xuanwu had a surprised and adoring expression on his face, looked up at the sky stupidly, and would interject a sentence or two from time to time. I have never seen Chu Muxiu talk to anyone so harmoniously, and I have never seen him tell a story to someone with such a fluttering eyebrow. The scene was quiet, they were laughing, laughing happily, laughing harmoniously, it was a smile that could contag me, it was a smile that I had on my face.

I sat at the mouth of the tent and watched them, as if I had a long, long dream. In the dream, I am still the young lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, he is still the prince of the Yiwang Mansion, we first met outside the hall, he is uninhibited, I am unrestrained, I always smile at him, he always seems to not see me. At that time, I didn't know Lu Huai, Mo'er was still suffering in her hometown, Daddy and Aunt Song were still there, Aunt Song helped me build a snowman, and Daddy touched my head with a smile.

Everything good seemed to happen yesterday, but when I woke up, things were already different, they had gone their separate ways, and where was I.

Three fireworks, a lifetime of confusion, if all this is really a dream, how good would it be......

At night, the wind was blowing outside, Mo'er didn't know where to go, I sat in the tent, glued water with a white cloth strip and gently wiped the blood stains on the portrait, this is Lu Huai's bloodstains, every time I open the portrait, I will think of him.

It was already dark, and Chu Muxiu walked in with a bottle of bone-breaking. I stopped what I was doing, and after a moment my eyes were fixed and began to wipe the portrait again, and he walked very lightly, and walked from the mouth of the tent to the inside without saying a word.

He sat down on the stool on top of me, looked at it, then grabbed my hand, and took the portrait away and set it aside as if he had colluded with Mo'er. Then he carefully peeled off the clothes from my arm, he looked at my red and swollen arm, first frowned, and then glued the bruises with cotton and gently helped me apply them to the wound.

I didn't speak, I just looked at him stunned, his forehead was full of beads of sweat the size of beans, and he didn't see a break from time to time just after the battle, in fact, he was even more tired than me.

Seeing my arm retracted, he looked up and asked, "Does it hurt?" ”

I shook my head and didn't speak.

The way I looked made him feel unusual, and he lowered his head down again to help me apply the medicine, and when this hand was done, he switched to the other, and he muttered, "You have suffered." ”

I don't feel bitter, I just feel tired, physically and mentally exhausted. In the past, I thought that the bitterness was just a little bit of food, a harder bed to sleep on, and no money to buy what I liked. In fact, this is just the pure suffering of life, the real suffering is the suffering from the heart, the suffering of not being moved by anything, and the suffering of not laughing at anyone when you see it.

I forgot that I still have a wound on my forehead, the wound has not been dismantled for a few days, it has not been medicated for a few days, and if I leave it alone, it will scab over and heal on its own.

If only the wound in my heart could heal on its own, like the scar on my forehead.

It was he who helped me remove the gauze, and the gauze was full of dirty blood, but in fact, the wound was not scabbed at all, and there was still a slight oozing of blood. His eyes were fixed on my forehead, and he scattered the bruises on my forehead, and he leaned in front of me, so close that I could hear his breathing, each one quicker and faster. He was so close to me, but I didn't seem to smell the sandalwood on his body anymore, but instead there was a strange smell of blood.

Why do I feel that he has become stranger, at least stranger to me, the more he blows on my forehead, the more sad I feel.

For a moment, I wanted to run away.

Tears are still compromises, they always slip down at any time without warning.

He saw the tears on my face until they dripped down to his hands and he finally dared to put his face down to look at me.

Tears hung on my cheeks, and I looked straight at him: "Where is Lu Huai?" ”

Chu Muxiu's eyes began to evade, he lowered his head and whispered, "I was sent back to the General's Mansion overnight." ”

"Then he can rest easy."

I didn't go to see him for the last time, I didn't dare to face him, and when I saw him, I remembered what he had done for me, and I remembered my sins.

Chu Muxiu slowly stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on my face for me, and when I turned my head, his hand was still on my face, and I said, "I regret it." ”

He asked me, "What do you regret?" ”

I said, "I regret everything." ”

Then he pressed my head on his shoulder, and he may have been uneasy as he followed the sound of his heaving breathing. I didn't push it away, because it was really comfortable and really stable, I really wanted to be tired, or else I would have a good sleep, they always said that if there was something in my heart, it would be okay to sleep.

Our encounter was destined to end like this.

When I got up the next day, I opened the tent and the sun was shining outside. I saw Mo'er and Qianche coming from that side together, they were holding large water bottles in their hands, and Xuanwu followed behind them.

I opened the tent and walked out, walking towards them, Qian Che smiled and said to me, "People can't always hold back in the tent, they have to go out for a walk, you see how good the weather is today!" ”

It was the first time that Qian Che spoke to me so politely, and I didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

I said yes, and then asked him, "How is the war, when can we meet in Huancheng." ”

Qian Che wanted to speak, but Mo'er took the lead, "That day, the Xiliang people were beaten to the ground by us, and they fled with a lot of blood, I think they shouldn't dare to come again, if they still have the courage to come, we will kill their nest in one fell swoop." ”

"That's it, that's it, you don't know, that day on the battlefield, I slashed one on the left and one on the right, and those Xiliang people came one by one, and the funniest thing is that those Xiliang people don't know how weak they are, and I joined forces with General Lu to hang them up......"

I felt very guilty when I mentioned Lu Huai, Mo'er pulled the corner of Qian Che's clothes and told him not to say any more, Qian Che scratched his head and looked up and then closed his mouth.

I said, "It's fine. Then he walked away silently.

Mo'er called me: "Miss, where are you going, we are going to cook now, and we will be able to eat soon." ”

"Call me when you're ready."

The big stone in front of the tent was done by Chu Muxiu and Xuanwu last night, this is indeed a good place, and you can see the misty mountain in the distance when you look up.

Xuanwu didn't know when to follow me, he squatted down and held his head with his hands, blinked his big eyes and said to me, "Sister, I know what you're looking at!" ”

I asked him with interest, "So what do you think I'm looking at?" ”

"You're looking at my grandma!"

I was surprised: "Why do you say I'm looking at your grandmother?" ”

"Because last night my eldest brother told me that after his loved ones died, they would not go far, and they were all watching us from the sky."

It turned out that this was what Chu Muxiu said to Xuanwu last night, pointing to the sky, no wonder Xuanwu was surprised.

This was originally what I said to Chu Muxiu, and now he is telling it to Xuanwu. Should I say that he has a good memory, or should I say that he is very good at borrowing flowers to offer Buddha? If you want to say that you have a good memory, why would he forget me ten years ago, and if you want to say that he borrowed flowers to offer Buddha, he is not that kind of person at all.

"Did you see your grandma last night?"

"See, she's still smiling at me!"

I smiled helplessly, in fact, it was just a story, people are dead when they die, and if they are gone, they are gone, who will look at us from the sky. I believed what Aunt Song said to me before, but it wasn't until after she left that I couldn't find her through the sky, and I suddenly realized at that moment. Children are children, they are born with a very simple nature, they believe what others say, even if it is not very good, they will be full of hope.

I hope Xuanwu can always be so happy, even if his grandmother leaves him. It's been a day and a night since I came back, and I hardly ever went to see Xuanwu. On the contrary, he was very sensible and knew that in turn he comforted me. It may be that the poor man's child is in charge of the house early, and Xuanwu has a good temperament, and I have never seen him lose his temper.

Later, the sun rose from the east, and Xuanwu said that today's sunrise is not as good as yesterday's, and I said that the sunrise here is not as good as that of Huancheng.

Xuanwu asked me when I could take him back to Huancheng, and I asked him, "Why do you want to go back to Huancheng so much?" ”

"There are a lot of bad guys here, it's too dangerous," he said. ”

Also, he witnessed so many killings at a young age, so he was naturally afraid.

After a while, Xuanwu patted his little chest and said, "But you don't have to worry, when Xuanwu grows up, he will definitely protect you!" ”

I touched his head: "Then you should grow up quickly!" ”

The sun rose above our heads, and Mo'er, still holding a spoon in her hand, ran over to us and called us, "Come and eat." ”

"Hmm." I dragged Xuanwu back into the tent.

It was just me and Mo'er and Xuanwu in the tent, and when we sat down, I asked him, "Wasn't Qianche with you just now?" ”

Mo'er picked up the chopsticks and took a few bites of rice, "He hurriedly ate a few bites and ran away, saying that His Highness told him to train the army."

"Oh."

"But don't worry, I've already left food for Your Highness."

"Oh."

"Ahem, ahem." Xuanwu ate so fast that he choked on his throat.

Mo'er handed him water, and I patted him on the shoulder and said, "Why are you eating so fast, in a hurry to play?" ”

Xuanwu's little face was choked red, he took a sip of water violently, and then wiped his mouth with his sleeve, "I want to eat more, so that I can grow up, and you won't have to suffer so much when I grow up and make money!" ”

I was stunned, swallowed the rice in my mouth before I could chew it, twisted my nose and then gave Xuanwu another dish, "Eat more." ”

"Hmm." Xuanwu began to eat again, and after being choked, he took a sip of water.

I finally put down the dishes and chopsticks silently, and glanced at Mo'er, who was already in tears.