When Jiang An and Mochuan Zhuxu were confidants in the court, time passed to Xue's mansion. The uninvited guest dressed in black glanced at the woman who was crying bitterly behind her, pulled up her collar, jumped straight out of the window, and disappeared into the miserable night. Only left a cold sentence, "Before sunrise, I want your reply!" "Slowly dissipate in the air.

Sudden changes, unexpected news, sadness, joy, surprise...... Many emotions are like a tide, surging up in an instant. Weave a net and sprinkle it all over the world. Jin Niang was placed in the net, speechless for a while, I didn't know where to go, in a daze, I saw tears and bloodshots, hurried down, mottled sleeves. In those eighteen years, I looked at the persistence of high-rise buildings, and the green silk became a white-haired waiting...... The old woman was stunned, only to feel that the sky was dark, and she could not say a word for a long time.

I still remember that year when I sent you on the expedition, I warmed a glass of sake under the moon, my eyes were full of tears, and I said, "Husband, cherish!" I still remember that the captain was in high spirits that year, killing the enemy on the battlefield, and the Chinese medicine woman in the tent was worried, so she clenched the tent tightly with her slender hand, and said, "May you be healthy." ”

I heard that the snowflakes outside the plug were blooming, blowing all night, it was difficult to travel, and I heard that the front was urgent, the city was besieged, and the old people were mourned. The doctor woman entered the tent, the cup in her hand suddenly fell, her knees fell down, the world turned for a while, and when she raised her eyes, tears fell from her eyes. Unable to see the scene beside her, she staggered to her feet, step by step towards the blood-stained battlefield, and at the end of the step, her body was already shaking. "I don't believe my husband is dead...... "she muttered the words, stepping on the sand and breaking the halberd, step by step, not caring about the snow flying on her side, and fell into the snow with her feet, burst into tears, and raised her head to call the name until she was hoarse.

On that day, she rummaged through the corpse, as if it was a trick from heaven, but she did not find his body. She couldn't remember how she had returned to the tent that day. As her eyes darkened, she squatted down a little, clenched her knees, and sobbed. In a trance, I touched the pipa of the past, and I still remember that day, who wrote the song "Wen Zhan", and wrote all the elegance. Her hands trembled, plucked a few hoarse and cool sounds, a song "Zhu Jie" could not be played, the strings hurt her hands, and her fingertips were bloody, she suddenly leaned over the pipa, tears raged out, hysterical. If tears can save the dry bones of China on the battlefield at this time, and exchange them for the souls of the dead heroes, I am willing to pay for the tears, broken intestines, heartbreaks, and tears of ice.

Inside the tent, the face is lovesick, and the snow outside the tent is flying all over the sky. She was crying in a mournful voice, and she could no longer hear the sound of knives and gunfire outside the tent, let alone the situation here. One hand rudely lifted the curtain of the tent, and saw the medicine woman holding the pipa on the ground, smiled obscenely, and his face was full of desire, and he clapped his hands again and again, "Haha, there are women here!" Without waiting to finish speaking, he pulled her up from the ground, lifted her chin with her fat hand, and said in surprise, "Yo, I'm still a beauty!" ”

The greedy gaze almost wanted to reach into the neckline of the medicine woman. She stood there blankly, staring blankly, letting him fiddle with it, and suddenly her blood surged, and she turned her head and spat out a mouthful of blood. He pinched the doctor's face, pinched a few fingerprints on her face with his black fingers, smiled ambiguously, and pretended to be concerned, "Where are you injured?" The bear's paw-like hand moved down the neck a little bit, moved to a protruding part, smiled ambiguously, and said lightly, "Is this here?" ”

Another person came in, saw such a situation, ambiguously pointed to the soldier with a face full of meat, and when he saw the pipa on the ground, he was stunned for a moment, patted the shoulder of the meaty man, and laughed, "Third child, you don't eat meat just when you see it, a woman who can follow the army is not simple." Pointing to the pipa on the ground, he glanced at the face of the medicine girl, "Come to think of it, she should be the wife of the main general Xue Che." He leaned closer to the meaty face and whispered, "Lady Xue Che, you should know who it is," he raised his hand and pointed at Cui Jinniang, "She is the one our lord wants." ”

"Grandma's." The man of the meat glared at her, and the cooked duck flew away, which was really a pity, but it was a pity that this duck was too precious, and such a soldier would choke on it. He was a little angry, lifted the curtain, scolded his mother, and went out.

The person who came looked at the doctor girl who was standing in a daze, made a gesture of "please", and said politely, "Mrs. Xue is disturbed, my general is kindly invited, and I also ask Mrs. to move and see her." ”

The medicine woman stood still, dazed, not knowing where to go, and let him push and shove, and got out of the tent and staggered in the snow. "General, haha......" She sneered suddenly, pulled off the hairpin on her head, raised her hand and swiped it on her face, one after another, and in the blink of an eye, from her forehead to her cheeks, there were already a few deep marks. When the soldier saw this, he cried out, and pressed her into the snow, snatched the hairpin with his hand, and threw her into the distance. Blood rolled down from the deep wounds, her head was pressed into the snow, the snow burrowed into her nostrils, her throat, turned into ice water, she choked and coughed, she was pressed quietly in the snow, without a struggle.

The blood gushing out of his face stained the snow under him red, and when the soldier saw it, he hurriedly let go of his hand and sighed, "Why are you doing this!" ”

"Hahaha!" She got up from the snow trembling and laughed like a ghost, "Why bother, why bother! The poignant laughter echoed in this snowy field, echoed in the mottled city wall, the broken well, and echoed on the handsome tent that fell behind him, looking back, I don't know who took the axe and cut off the fluttering battle flag, the blue "Xue" word, the blood-red "Donglai", fell in an instant, burned by the fire, and was buried by a white snow.

"Crazy, crazy!" Looking at her face covered with knife wounds, and listening to her poignant laughter, the soldier showed a frightened look in his eyes, pushed her roughly, and scolded sharply, "Hurry up, hurry up!" She stumbled and fell into the snow......

The lord of Naqi Ning has long heard of the wife of the new captain, Cui Jinniang's unparalleled name, and knows that it is beautiful, and he has been fighting on the battlefield for a long time, and he has not been close to women for more than a year, and now that he has won it, how can he let go of such a lovely trophy?

He hurriedly paced in the tent, restless in his heart, guessing the beauty of Jin Niang, thinking about how to entertain this beauty, and suddenly heard someone outside the tent to report, trembling and trembling, Jin Niang brought.

He was overjoyed in his heart, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and called again and again, come in, come in.

The beauty in his heart entered the tent and stood in front of his eyes. When he raised his head, the bleeding face was as hideous as the dark night Shura, and it was a little weird. The dull eyes are like blank in the empty snowfield, without any life. Shocked, he took a step back, gasped for cold air, and when he reacted, he grabbed the cups and plates on the table with one hand, and shouted angrily outside the tent, "Waste! What I want is Cui Jinniang, stupid person, where did I find such a monster? ”

The people outside the tent cowered and replied tremblingly, "If you return to the general, she is Cui ......"

"Bastard thing, how many times have you said it, be kind and be kind!" His voice suddenly became stern, "Check it out for me, who hurt her face?" He gritted his teeth and resented, "I want to know who and who dares to spoil General Ben's good deeds!" ”

When the soldier outside the tent heard his sharp voice, his legs trembled suddenly, and he knelt down with a thud, and said intermittently, "Just now...... She...... She disfigured herself......"

"Oh?" The Lord was speechless for a moment, and muttered, "Self-disfigurement? He raised his eyes and glanced at the woman standing in front of him in surprise, knowing what she meant, he suddenly became angry, raised his hand and slapped her to the ground, she staggered and fell, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, and laughed contemptuously, haha.

With such a contemptuous look, it seemed that his eyes were full of smiles. The Lord of Qi Ning couldn't help but feel angry in his heart, turned around, and coldly ordered, "In this case, Donglai is defeated, and the main general Xue Che is missing, take Cui Jinniang down, be sure to use all methods to pry Xue Che's whereabouts out of her mouth!" When Jin Niang heard this, she was shocked, not frightened, as if she had rekindled hope, she struggled to get up, grabbed the corner of his clothes, and said in surprise, "He's not dead?" She muttered, whimpering, "I knew he wasn't dead, he must not be dead." ”

The Lord pulled the corner of his coat, squatted down, picked her up, approached Hehe and smiled, and said slyly, "Yes, he escaped with injuries." He threw her to the ground and said ambiguously, "As long as Jinniang is here, I don't believe he won't come!" ”

As if having a nightmare, full of whip marks, the fiery red soldering iron approached, covered with the eyes of the year, the cell was stained with blood, only a few sizzles, a few wisps of green smoke came out of the soldering iron, a miserable scream, fainted on the ground, the cold winter of the moon, and was woken up by cold water. In the firelight, a hideous face was reflected, and he took a soldering iron, lifted her to the ground, and asked sharply, 'Do you want to say it?' ’

was so imprisoned, just to ask for information that she couldn't possibly know, such as Xue Che's whereabouts.

Eighteen years later, in the dark night, her face was completely ruined, and in the dark night, she wept.

She fell to the ground, coughing up blood, her face pale, but there was a bright light in her eyes.

The night is miserable, the wind shakes the afterimage, and the moon shadow is blurred. "Now, there seems to me that there is no difference between night and day." The old woman flicked the lute a few times and laughed at herself. The face covered with scars was as hideous as a ghost in the reflection of the bright moon in front of the window. The cloudy eyes moved slightly, as if they were looking around. A breeze brushed the ends of her hair, and she suddenly stood up, staggered a few steps, ran to the window, and coughed softly.

The man in black stood outside the window, his face covered with a black cloth, and he couldn't see his face clearly, so he only heard him ask softly, "How?" ”

Cui Jinniang coughed, tried her best to calm her voice, and nodded emphatically, "Okay." ”

The man in black suddenly let out a strange laugh from his throat, raised his hand and threw her a dagger, which disappeared into the night.