"The subordinates don't dare, the subordinates just think that the lord should not forget the plan to restore the country!"

Now that he is gone, he should not return from time to time to recall this given up emotion, and his lord has begun again, he always does not cherish it when he is there, and when he wants to turn back, he is no longer there.

"Returning to the country... The world will be mine! ”

Standing on the cornice, tapping the bricks and tiles on the tiptoes, standing on the commanding heights and looking down at this piece of rubble, this extremely beautiful ink painting of rivers and mountains composed of all living beings, as if everything is so beautiful, he will eventually include this world in his bag.

"My lord, you shouldn't have come here..."

He lowered his head and looked at the land under his feet, where he accompanied his lord through two years of suffering, he traveled all over the place, for the lord who was bound by chains with limited mobility, he ran to tell each other, to pass on the news, he was just running, and the lord suffered even more,

"Su Fang, when is it your turn to discuss my affairs!"

The man in the smoky gray brocade robe looked at the entourage behind him, he talked too much tonight, he wanted to come here alone, to look at the woman from a distance, but he didn't want her to hurry to the study, until she walked in again,

He couldn't get near her again, he couldn't let anyone notice him, and it wasn't until the candle fire in the room went out that he realized that his already plain heart had been filled with anger, his hands clenched into fists, and his nails were tightly planted in the tender flesh of his palms.

Even if he is gentle and elegant on the surface, there will be murderous intent in his heart, but he is good at forbearance, just like this, how much he wants to tell himself, he doesn't care, he doesn't care, but he can't deceive his heart,

Looking up at the bright moon hanging high, his eyes were black, like thick inkstones, so deep that they couldn't be dissolved...

"The subordinates don't dare, it's just that the lord has decided to marry Miss Yan, so we shouldn't stay too long in the Qi country."

Su Fang only said the truth that in order to regain morale in Dawei, he promised to marry Yuwentai's daughter Yuwenyan, and walked into the court over there by nepotism.

The Western Wei Dynasty was a secessionist regime split from the Northern Wei Dynasty, and Yuwentai supported the Yuan Bao Torch, the grandson of Emperor Xiaowen of Wei, as the emperor, with the country name "Great Wei", and built the capital Chang'an. After Yuwentai poisoned Emperor Yuan Xiu of Wei Xiaowu, he supported the grandson of Emperor Wei Xiaowen, Nanyang Wang Yuanbao Torch as the emperor, that is, Emperor Wei Wenzhao, changed the Yuan Dynasty, and the Western Wei Dynasty began.

In 551, Yuan Bao Ju died, and his eldest son Yuan Qin became the heir.

Yuan Yu looked at the figure that was no longer visible, "Yuwen Yan..." chuckled at the corner of his mouth, "Enough, go back." ”

He vaguely remembered that Su Fang once told him that when Gao Yang wanted to marry Gao Wanyue to An Youjue, at that time he only had Su Fang by his side, covered in three sword wounds, the Tao penetrated deep into the skin, and the flesh turned out, even the experienced Su Fang would look sideways when he saw it, and he couldn't bear to look at it directly.

He didn't feel the pain in his body, he just felt a pain in his heart, he didn't care at first, according to Gao Wanyue's temperament, he would definitely resist marriage, but she finally succumbed to the established fate, and since then, she seems to have changed as a person, her eyes are less tenacious and resolute, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows are full of sorrow.

In the days when Hanyao Palace was left to fend for himself, he often sat in the house with a bright lamp, holding a yellow scroll, reading carefully, tirelessly, but sometimes his eyes were soaked with the appearance of her when she put on her wedding dress, she was red and delicate like fire, her clothes were plain or dark, if she was wrapped around the gorgeous color, how charming would it be,

She will marry another woman.

But he was controlled by others and trapped in Hanyao

In the palace, at that time, he calmly did not let go of the wind tree, looked at the clouds scattered in the sky, and sighed from time to time The white clouds and dogs, he knew that he couldn't stay here for too long.

He didn't have nostalgia for everything here, he used to be spotless, and now he was covered with blood and helpless, he hated the smell, it was heavy and salty and disgusting,

Fate is like a heavy chain that binds our hands and feet, but we cannot carry the weight forward.

Two figures disappeared into the moonlight.

Inside the house.

It's pitch black.

The wind in the middle of the night became colder and colder, Gao Wanyue felt a strange feeling in a trance between half sleep and half wake, and opened her hazy eyes to look at the moonlight outside the door,

The faint moonlight was slightly lonely under the refraction of the curtain as thin as a cicada's wings, and since she couldn't see the scenery clearly, she didn't have to force herself, she snuggled into An Youju's arms and fell asleep.

The sky was bright, the golden rooster was dawning, she rubbed her eyes, her smoky gray eyes narrowed into a slit, but she found that An Youju had already woken up, his strong arms were wrapping around his body, and he was also holding his arms tightly with his hands crossed,

Her face rubbed against his cheek, as lazy as a cat, "It's still early, let's sleep a little longer." "His eyes were heavy, and he closed his eyes heavily, and he couldn't open them anymore.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and it is becoming more and more difficult for her to get out of bed, and everything around her is completely lifeless, this is winter, since there is nothing important to do, it is understandable to lie in bed.

"Good~" His voice was hoarse, but every word touched her heart, his voice was very good, and every word flowed into her heart, making her heart beat slowly faster,

He kissed her cheek, increased the force on his hand, hugged her closer, she was so delicate as if she could pass from his arms at any time, he wanted to hug her tightly, but he was afraid that the force was too strong and painful, and kissed her eyebrows and eyes and her forehead a little bit along her cheeks,

She wanted to sleep peacefully, and when she noticed his undulating enthusiasm, she held his cheeks with both hands in confusion and kissed his thin lips, "Sleep." ”

She felt his intimacy, hot and full of tenderness, and returned a faint kiss, feeling that her lips were slightly moist, and her eyelids were heavy and she couldn't open her eyes, even if she didn't use her eyes to see, she would know that his bright gaze would never dare to look directly,

It feels like they are not like newlyweds but more like relatives who have lived for a long time, so they can get along naturally, even in the cold winter, every day is as warm as spring.

After speaking, she turned over in his arms, pillowed his arms, and slept soundly, her hands crossed to hold his arms, white and tender with a slightly cool meaning, flowing into his hands, ten fingers interlocked.

Warmth came from behind, gradually spread throughout her body, greedy for all this, she began to think about others, but she did not often try to change herself to cater to them.

She could finally sleep well, sleeping peacefully in his arms, and had been living like this for a year, ten years, and a lifetime, from a young girl to a wife and a woman, and she needed time to slowly adapt to her new identity.

The sun was shining on, the bright sun shone in, slightly dazzling, she slowly opened her eyes, her side was empty, the sleepiness subsided in an instant, looking for An Youjue's figure, he was not beside her, wearing a cloak and pushing the door open,

Standing at the door in a daze, unable to take a step, she watched An Youju limping in the courtyard practicing swords, her hands trembling from time to time

, The steps were slightly heavy, and in just a few minutes he was already sweating profusely, and his body functions could not keep up with his limbs after recuperating for so long.

She remembered that she had seen An Youju dancing the sword once at a banquet, and at that time he took the sword freely, as if he was in a no-man's land, walking in the clouds and flowing water, the sword was powerful, and the tension was moderate, and it was pleasing to the eye, as if it was a matter of time to decide life and death.

He is like a hollow valley orchid, he dances his sword regardless of the opinions of others, he has a slight style of independence from the world, and on the battlefield he is like an enma descending to the world, he has no mercy for the enemy, and he is invincible.

And now the vivid right is vivid, he supported the ground with his sword, supporting himself from falling, Gao Wanyue walked over, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and smiled at the corner of his mouth, "It seems that he is recovering well." ”

He is a strong man, he can't stagnate because of a little setback, he still has to defend his family and defend the country, protect her in front of him, if there is any difference between the current appearance and the waste, and there is no disappointment in her eyes, more calm as water, with a light smile on her face and a light wind,

She is always a spectator of her posture, hiding a needle in the cotton, and behind that warm smile, there is her unknown sorrow, which is also a thorn in her heart!

"It's not enough." An Youjue's eyes were firm, this was far less than one-tenth of the heyday of the year, this sword was too heavy on his current arm strength, and he still couldn't control his trembling hands, and his face was indifferent,

"It's cold outside, let's go inside." Wan Yue helped him limp back to the study, still in a mess, afraid that she would sleep with noise, and no one would clean it up.

Helped him to sit on the bed beside him, pulled all the curtains apart, the sun shone in through the window, and the room suddenly brightened, a kind of lazy warmth,

"Why did you run out wearing so little?" An Youju looked at Wanyue in a single dress, her hands were still cold despite the cloak, and her hair naturally spread out,

Natural carving, beautiful and beautiful,

This is his wife, when he was recuperating from his injuries, he has been silently by his side, without a trace of complaint, with gentle eyes and considerate words, she said that she does not belong here, she is from thousands of years later, but no matter who she is, she is her!

"When you wake up and see that you are not around, get up and look for it." I caught a glimpse of a pot of white flowers in the distance, as if I had seen it somewhere, and I couldn't remember it for a while, "What is that?"

"Gongzi Huan sent someone to send it in the morning, I thought you should like it and accepted it, it's called Tu Hua Hua." Seeing her look change from surprise to complexity, this pot of flowers did not belong to this season, but Huan Yu's heart was not easy to shirk, so she stayed.

"Tu Tu ... Is it? Gao Wanyue whispered, it seems that he is reminding himself all the time that the past is over, the past cannot be traced, and he must regain his strength.

Her expression was complicated, and she didn't see the slightest liking of it, and asked, "Don't you like it?" ”

"A pot of flowers is better than nothing." She can't raise any flowers and plants, maybe it's lazy from the bones, she doesn't care about flowers and plants, she likes but can't have it, she can't ask for it, so she never touches any plants, just watch it silently,

Look at them in the best form of nature in the world, so that more people can see it, instead of owning it!

Retracted his gaze, hungry and empty, he was not interested in seeing anything, he couldn't see a sense of beauty, he turned his face, looked at An Youju with a wicked smile, and asked, "Can you have breakfast?" ”