Chapter 8: Three Lives and Three Lives (1)
At the time and place of the meeting. As before, I arrived first.
She was a little apprehensive in her heart, Senior Brother Xuhai was nothing, and now she had treated him as her own brother, but Yan Shifan ......
His affection, she was not unmoved, but love is a very cruel thing, it is given to others, so no matter how hard others try, they can't take it back and give it again.
So, she is sorry for Yan Shifan. But there is nothing she can do, and I wish she could make amends.
Hu Si 'chaotic' thinking, from a distance, I saw two people coming over, one from the left, the other from the right, but I didn't expect Xuhai and Yan Shifan to arrive at the same time, which doubled her embarrassment.
And the two men were obviously happy to see her, but unfortunately they were also stunned when they saw each other, and then they were a little unhappy.
"I'm not to blame it." As he explained, "None of the letters you sent me have been signed, and I can't inform you, and the time and place you set are exactly the same. ”
"Is this fate?" Xuhai suddenly smiled.
"I'd rather not have it." Yan Shifan was annoyed and didn't give any face. "I pass by here occasionally, and when I see it, I walk away. I'm afraid I won't have this opportunity in the future. I heard that Master Xuhai is already in the Qi family's army, and he often meets with Ruchu, so you don't need to rob me now, right? ”
"In the Qi family's army, there are always a bunch of people, and today I want to talk to Ruchu about something alone." Xuhai has a gentle attitude, but he will not give an inch.
Usually, they don't do that. But in their hearts, since they can't get the same as before, can't they even rank second now?
Ruchu was very embarrassed, and persuaded on the side, "Everyone has known each other for a long time, why bother? I have a lot to say to my brother, but I also want to know the current situation in the East Building. She didn't know when Yan Shifan was unlucky in history, she had to do it before that, change history, and save him from that predetermined terrible ending.
"You married a good husband, a hero of the anti-Japanese war." Yan Shifan said suddenly, looking lonely.
Seeing him like this, he couldn't bear it anymore, and quickly changed the topic and said, "When you sing about wine, what is your life?" Let's stop being so mother-in-law. Since we have experienced a lot together in the past, today I will get drunk and relieve a thousand sorrows. Also, if I go out with a man, my reputation will be damaged, but if I receive two friends. Others are speechless. Since you're bent on my good, don't embarrass me. Let's go, go to the best restaurant, let's not get drunk today. ”
She spoke heroically, and there was a little sadness in her tone, and the two men couldn't resist it. Although they all wanted to be alone with her, especially Yan Shifan, they couldn't bear to brush her, so they followed her aggrievedly.
However, the situation and the oppressive atmosphere improved after drinking from morning to evening. In the best private room of Ruyi Building, the three of them began to be restrained, but in the deliberately active atmosphere as before, they opened their hearts to each other.
"It's been years since I first got married. If I ask you to choose again, do I have a chance? Yan Shifan said frankly that he did not hide his deep affection for the same as before.
Xuhai is now dressed as a layman, and he didn't want to say what was in his heart, but under the influence of the wine 'essence', he also said half-truthfully, "What if I also come to fight?" Is there a chance? ”
Ruchu giggled, "I shouldn't have been here, I shouldn't have known you." I don't know what kind of thousand-year-old fate made me appear in the Ming Dynasty. But today I suddenly felt. It seems like we've known each other a long time ago. Maybe there is a fate in the past and this life. Fate is a wonderful thing, isn't it? I heard that no matter how much you love someone, the chances of meeting each other in the next life are very small. But the place I came from is many, many generations away from now, and maybe we'll meet again. It's just that they didn't become a couple. ”
"According to this, next life, next life, maybe I can really get you." Yan Shifan seemed to have heard some great hope, and his eyes lit up and said, "As long as I am willing to wait, we will meet again sooner or later." Next time, I must show up early, so that others can't rob you with me. ”
"The little monk has always loved to arrive early, not to mention the blessing of the Buddha, I think I have a better chance."
"! If I meet the same as before in the next life, no one can stop me. She must be mine! God blocks and kills God, and Buddha blocks and kills Buddha! ”
"Not necessarily."
"What did you say?"
"I'm telling the truth."
"Alas, alas, don't be noisy." As soon as he stopped the two who were about to quarrel, he felt that the behavior of Xuhai and Yan Shifan was very different from that of Yizhu. Maybe it's because he's drunk, or maybe it's something else.
"Who knows what will happen in the future." As the beginning of the road, "I only know that I love Xiaoguang in this life, in the previous life, I don't know who I love in the last life?" It's said that fate is wonderful, and it's not human, so don't make noise. In fact, I am also very proud, there are two best men in the world to rob me of my next life. ”
Xuhai and Yan Shifan glanced at each other, nodded a little, and thought in their hearts: I don't know if I fell in love with Ruchu in my previous life? Will the future generations be able to hold her hand again? In this life, they were picked up by Qi Jiguang, and they may have won before. In the future, it is not known who will kill the deer.
All three of them were a little drunk, and said things that seemed ridiculous and boring to ordinary people. But no one noticed that a kind old man appeared behind them and said softly, "Hu Ruchu, the marriage between you and Qi Jiguang still needs to be tested, but maybe, you can take a look at your relationship with these two people in your previous life, I hope it will help you." You must know that you and these three men are entangled in the fate of three lives and three lives. ”
With a wave of his hand, all three of them fell asleep on the table.
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The first life, as originally named Yulin Ling, was the 'female' of the general of the Wuma Kingdom, and also a 'female' general. And the person she commanded was......
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"The cicada is poignant, the long pavilion is late, and the showers are at the beginning of the break. There is no clue in the 'door' tent, nostalgia, and Lan Zhou urges. Holding hands and looking at each other's teary eyes, they were speechless and choked with the thought of going to the 'wave' of thousands of miles of smoke, and the twilight was Shen Shen Chu Tiankuo. Affectionate parting since ancient times, it is even more cold to the Qingqiu Festival. Where to wake up tonight, the willow bank, the evening breeze and the waning moon. This past year should be a good day and a good time. Even though there are thousands of styles, who to talk to. ”
The grass and trees are bleak. The mountains are continuous, and Yu Linling, the 'female' general of the Witch Horse Country, rides on a horse, and leads her subordinates to sneak quietly on the ancient road in the mountains, and a cold moonlight as silver spreads on her body.
For some reason, in the moment before the war, she suddenly remembered her father, the generalissimo of the Warriors and Horses of the Witch Horse Country, and remembered her father's favorite poem with the same name as herself.
This time, the Zuoqiu State bullied the weak and fought without declaring a war, and the Wuma Kingdom hurriedly responded to the enemy, and the Manchu Dynasty had no one to use, so it had to be joined forces by the elderly Generalissimo of the Soldiers and Horses Division and the emperor's second son, Wuma Linjiang. Yu Linling felt sorry for her father, who was still sick. So he took the initiative to ask Ying to go on the expedition on behalf of his father.
Her mother died young, and she was raised by her father. When other 'female' children were lying in the soft and sweet cradle, she was tied to her 'chest' by her father in her infancy and grew up on horseback; when other 'female' children were embroidering 'flowers', she was reading military books and practicing archery; when other 'female' children were busy choosing a husband and son-in-law when they were fifteen years old and in their prime, she was still on the battlefield, like a little shadow, accompanying her father in military training.
She can't count how many kings and grandsons and generals have come to ask for marriage, but she is reluctant to give up her father, and she has always refused to nod, and more importantly, she has never met the person she is waiting for.
She didn't know who he really was, but there was always a vague shadow in her heart, smiling softly at her, doting on her like a father, forgiving her for whatever she did, and like the moon in the sky, his crystal clear gaze would shine on her wherever she was.
"Report, the front has found that most of the enemy troops are marching towards Hukou Pass." Explore the Malay newspaper.
Yu Linling frowned slightly, understanding that the enemy army was going to sneak attack the main force of the army, so that the army led by the second prince could not join the defenders of Hukou Pass, if their 'yin' plan succeeded, the war would be irreversible, and the Wuma Kingdom would undoubtedly die.
"Divide the men and horses into two teams, one team will go to Linjiang Pass with Vice General Feng to prepare for battle, and the other team will follow General Ben to pursue overnight, and correspond to the second prince to destroy the enemy army!"
"Ling'er-" Feng Bao is the generalissimo's old subordinate, and when he heard Yu Linling's decision, he wanted to stop it.
"The military order is like a mountain!" Yu Linling said, although her tone was serious, she turned her head and secretly stuck out her tongue at Feng Bao, looking like a little 'girl'.
Looking at the rain and the bell rode away. Feng Bao could only shake his head helplessly.
After all, she was only an eighteen-year-old girl, the same age as his 'daughter', and although she had fought countless battles with her father since she was a child, it was the first time she had led the army alone. However, the marshal had 'promised' to believe in the ability of the only 'female' general in the Wuma Kingdom and obey her orders, although Feng Bao could see that when the marshal said this, there was deep worry and reluctance in his eyes.
The mother of the child is worried, he is also a parent, how can he not understand? But now, he could only watch the delicate back of the 'female' general disappear into the night, praying for her safety.
However, in order to protect most of the Wuma Army from being raided, Yu Linling took the lead in rushing into the enemy formation when the Zuoqiu Army was about to attack, and divided the enemy army with several small columns, so that they could not echo each other. Only in this way, she herself was surrounded by enemy troops.
I saw that her marksmanship was light and dexterous, her arrows were not missing, and she had a black 'colored' horse under her crotch, and she rushed the enemy into scattered places like a company camp, and her white clothes and green armor were dyed a little blood red. But after a long time, after all, the enemy was outnumbered, and when most of the Wuma army turned back to encircle and suppress the enemy, he was seriously injured and fell off his horse, and he didn't know who was going to do so.
In her delirium, she tossed and turned, feeling the pain all over her body as if she had been roasted by fire. And at this moment, a warm hand touched her forehead, gently wiped the cold sweat from her face, brushed away the 'messy' hair on her neck, and at the same time a low voice said in her ear: "Good, good, bear with me, it will stop hurting soon." ”
Where is this? Heaven or Hell? If it's heaven, why is she so uncomfortable?! If it's hell, why do people love and pity her so much? Who is he? Father? But my father's hands were calloused because of the long years of holding the knife, and my palms were full of calluses, and although my father loved her like a treasure, he never coaxed her to speak like this, and always called her in a straight voice: "Ling'er, come on, Dad has something good for you." ”
A touch of coolness rippled from her hot wounds, shoulders, breasts, abdomen, and legs, which greatly relieved her pain, and made her conscious for a while, trying to open her eyes and see who was saving her.
But for some reason, it was always 'clouded' in front of her, and her eyes couldn't focus at all, and she could only see a figure, lined with the yellow 'color' halo of firelight, as if there was nothing. For some reason, she suddenly recognized that the person in front of her was the person she had been waiting for and pursuing for thousands of years, and only his smile would be as shallow and gentle as the cool breeze of a summer night.
It must have been a dream!
There was the sound of Suosuo's undressing, and then her body was hugged in a wide embrace. She let out a long sigh of comfort, her cheek puffing on his chest, allowing herself to be completely immersed in the dream.
"Don't go." She muttered and pleaded, for the first time in her life she was so weak.
"Ling'er, let's sleep for a while." He didn't answer directly, just imprinted his moist 'lips' on her forehead.
In a trance, she heard a crisp ringtone, which fell into her heart like 'spring' rain.