Meng Yong stood alone by the door, only watching quietly, but did not approach a step.

The Tiger General in his memory was heroic and loud.

When he was teaching him to ride a horse in the past, a roar could shake his eardrums and hurt, and a rein could lower a mad horse...

The dying man on the bed slowly opened his eyes, and when he saw Zhao Chen, a terrifying face was filled with relief.

"You're here—" He breathed heavily, and after a while he calmed down, he tugged at the corners of his lips, "or feed the wolves, and save a piece of land for this mountain." ”

Zhao Chen smiled disdainfully: "So many people can be buried, and you are still the only one?" ”

Lu Dingbei took a breath, closed his eyes in pain, and then said, "I have something I want to say to you alone." ”

"Say what you want." She glanced at Meng Yong and said with a smile: "He is not an outsider. ”

There was a moment of silence –

"You should hate me." Lu Dingbei's eyes were straight, and his thoughts seemed to leap through time, "... The princess thought that you voluntarily agreed to be replaced, but if it wasn't for the threat of life and death, how could you be..."

Zhao Chen looked at Meng Yong in clear astonishment, smiled and laughed, and said, "Where do you dare to hate?" I don't even dare to be afraid of being held by your tiger general with a knife in the neck—"

Eleven years ago, on January 23, the Yongliang prisoner of war camp.

She shrunk into the arms of a man covered in blood, her eyelids were so hungry that she whispered, "Don't worry, Huber, we won't die." ”

"It's Abel who has bothered you." Hu Bo touched her hot forehead and said pityingly: "If it weren't for Abel's covetousness of those few catties of bran grain, we wouldn't be regarded as a fine work of Great Wei..."

She shook her head: "You saved me and took me in, my life is yours." ”

Hu Bo looked at her, who was already a little burnt, and choked up: "It's all caused by this war, there is no place to live here, and you have no home at such a young age..."

"Huber, my father said that there are many reasons for the war." Her eyes became darker and darker, and she became drowsy, "Some people are for the land money, and some people are for their own people..."

At this moment, the door of the dungeon suddenly opened from the outside.

The person who came was dressed in jet-black heavy armor, glowing with a faint and cold light, and a pair of eyes were indifferent and ruthless, staring at her instantly.

"Take it away!" The visitor withdrew his gaze and said in a deep voice.

She grabbed Huber's arm, shook her head again, and motioned for him not to stand in the way, while she struggled to get up.

The person who came couldn't help but look at her again, hooked his lips and said coldly: "Take it away together." ”

In the tent, the black-armored man stood at the table, constantly looking at her half-lying on the ground, and asked for a long time: "Wei people?" ”

She pursed her lips and said nothing, but she couldn't hide her worried glance out of the tent.

"He's still alive right now, but if you continue to pretend to be dumb, you can't tell."

She tried her best to make a sound: "Let me go, Uncle." ”

The man in black armor walked up to her, picked up her chin with a scabbard in his hand, and made her look at himself, and for a moment, or two, he asked in a cold voice, "Where is the man?" How old is it? ”

"Chu people, six and a half years old." The cold scabbard made her shiver.

The man frowned, and then stretched out, "There is no extra food in the camp to distribute to you prisoners of war, do you want to go back and wait for death with them, or earn yourself a way to live?" ”

"I can't die." She didn't think about it, her voice was extremely low.

The man was very satisfied with her choice, and his voice was a little cold: "Someone will come to take you away later, all you have to do is to act as a playmate for him and secretly learn his words and deeds..."

"Let go of my uncle, and give him another ten catties of grain."

The man laughed, his hand shook, and the scabbard suddenly slipped off, revealing the bright blade of the knife, which shook her eyes with sting.

"Wow".

The blade cut off a strand of her hair, clinging to her immature neck, accompanied by the man's unwarm voice: "Remember, you have no right to speak of conditions, and even your life will be begged from my knife." ”

She couldn't help but tremble her body, and said in a trembling voice: "You, what you need is a living person." ”

The man glanced at her a few times, "Little doll, I can put people, and I can give food, but no matter what I want you to do after this, you had better be obedient, otherwise..."

The blade of the knife was a little closer, and the cold stinging pain penetrated the skin and bones, "It's not that you have to." ”

Her face was full of fear, but the depths of her eyes were full of cruelty, and she asked, "Who are you?" ”

"Uncle Dingbei ~ My Tiger General!" Suddenly, a child's voice came from outside the tent, cheerful and cheerful.

The man quickly put away his knife and threw her on the wooden couch with one hand, before he smiled and scolded the person who had just opened the tent door: "You stinky boy! Dare to make noise in the camp, is it itchy and underbeaten! ”

The little boy walked in with a brocade jacket and grinned, and two tiger teeth flickered—

Meng Yong slowly let go of his pale hand and looked at Zhao Chen, who was smiling unabated, in front of the bed.

Pleasant and underbeaten, like him many years ago.

"You are a wolf." Lu Dingbei looked at her with the only remaining eye, "Wolves won't let go of their prey easily, I've been waiting for you to kill me all these years......"

"I won't kill you, I'll take good care of you." Zhao Chen sat on the ground in front of the bed with a smile, "Lu Dingbei, the imperial doctor will be here soon, and he will definitely let you live for a year, two years, and a hundred years old." ”

She turned her head to look at him and asked with a grin, "Are you happy?" ”

Lu Dingbei's expression was shocked, and his eyes gradually appeared, and he looked through the half-open window at the graves all over the mountains and fields in the dark night.

"Your Highness, Imperial Doctor Yu is here." Spring is on the road outside the door.

After receiving the signal, Yu Zhongjing, who was disheveled, quickly pushed the door and walked in, and gave a salute before putting down the medicine box and preparing to see Lu Dingbei.

But as soon as his hand caught the pulse, he was thrown away by Lu Dingbei, who didn't know where to give birth to his strength.

"Doctor Lao Yu is very dedicated, and he must be treated well." Zhao Chen said with a smile, slowly got up from the ground, and coaxed: "Tiger General? Let's not be petty, let the doctor take a look! ”

"Let me go, let me go." Lu Dingbei closed his eyes in pain, as if pleading, "Eleven years, enough-"

"Where?" Zhao Chen leaned over and said with a smile: "My nephew hasn't done enough filial piety, you can't die." ”

"Enough! That's enough! He suddenly yelled, hysterical, "My heart has already been shattered and smashed!" ”

Zhao Chen smiled, waved her hand and motioned for Yu Zhongjing to go out first, and only when the door was closed again did she look at Lu Dingbei coldly.

"Do you have a heart too? Will it hurt too? She smiled brightly, grabbed him from the bed with one hand, and pointed out the window with the other, "Did they come to question you when you dreamed back at midnight?" Why did you take them to their deaths? ”

At this time, she was like a sharp sword out of the sheath, sharp and sharp, "Or did you promise me to let me go, but still secretly killed Hu Bo to visit you day and night?" ”

"Lu Dingbei, you want to die, have you asked them if they will agree?!"

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