The little general only felt that his head was getting heavier and heavier.

Before she passed out, she felt like she had fallen into a warm embrace.

It's just that this embrace makes her can't help but want to escape, because this embrace can bring her only pain.

- It's like falling into an abyss that seems gentle.

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The little general had a long dream, in which she returned to the side plug.

The sun sets, the desert is lonely, and the light dust raised by the horse's hooves is left behind, she wears armor and holds a spear in her hand, and she will win every battle and kill every enemy.

That was when she first arrived at the barracks, and the soldiers of the Yi State wanted to take advantage of Wen Zegang's death in battle and the Ning Kingdom had no leader to conquer Jiaying Pass.

With full of enthusiasm, she raised the spear in her hand and shouted loudly: "Where I am Ning Guo'er!" Before Jiaying Pass, fight to the death! ”

There was a tidal wave behind him.

She took the lead and rushed into the midst of the enemy.

She is Wen Ze's daughter, and she should never know what to retreat from.

At that time, the wind was mixed with the sand and dust of the desert, as dry and bold as the scorching sun, and she liked the wind of the desert.

Everything in the dream was the same as it was, and it never changed.

The red candle carved with the golden double dragon in the room made a slight crackling sound, and the person on the bed frowned, and finally slowly opened his eyes.

Ning stayed aside sooner or later, and when he saw her wake up, he immediately gently hugged her into his arms.

"Don't move, it's time to hurt."

As if to confirm his words, the person in his arms let out a moan unconsciously, his brows furrowed tightly, and a pair of eyes slowly returned to his senses.

Ning Chi asked with concern: "Does it hurt badly?" ”

Hearing his words, the person in his arms was dazed for a moment, and the pain in his heart came from his ankle.

She looked towards her feet and saw that they were surrounded by thick gauze.

Ning Chi gently stroked her back: "Don't be afraid, it's just that the hamstrings are removed, and when you get better, I will make you the queen, and I will personally carry you wherever you want." ”

The little general looked at his feet in a daze, and his limbs and bones seemed to have cold ice flowing through.

She didn't even feel the pain, as if her feet weren't her own anymore.

Ning Chi sighed helplessly: "I don't want to do this either, but I can't do anything about it." ”

You are an eagle who always wants to fly out of the palace and spread its wings on the grassland.

If I cut off my wings, you won't be able to fly away from me.

In the past six months, Ning Chi has lost sleep almost every night, and his heart has been empty for too long.

The little general in his arms raised his head blankly, his eyes were empty, and he didn't seem to be able to reflect what was going on.

Ning Chi kissed her forehead distressedly, and coaxed her like a child very patiently: "The wheelchair has been made, you can go wherever you want when I am not there, and you can go out of the palace if you want." In the coming year, when the border is stable, I can take you to the desert. ”

Hearing the word desert, the little general came back to his senses.

She broke away from Ning Chi's embrace like crazy, trembling all over her body and trying to unwrap the gauze on her feet.

Ning Chi hurriedly restrained her: "Don't, you just took the medicine, it should hurt if you move so much." ”

Hurt?

Where does she only have that pain, her internal organs are clamoring for pain, and there is no place in her body that doesn't hurt.

Her feet didn't listen, and no matter how much she moved, it didn't help.

It was as if all the strength in her body had been drained, and she couldn't even sit still.

The sunset on her long river and the lonely smoke of her desert have all become phantoms in dreams.

The unbridled wine that galloped on horseback and wanton revenge could never come back.