"I can't love it, I can't let it go!"

She looked at the cold sky and sighed to herself.

On the street, pedestrians looked in a hurry, and everyone was in a hurry to go home after finishing the New Year's goods.

Shops of all sizes have been hung with red lanterns and festive couplets, and many shops have closed.

Xia Qian stood on the street blankly, her empty eyes reflected the New Year's scene on the most prosperous street in Qinglong City, but her heart was empty and she didn't put anything down.

Can't afford to love?

I can't afford to love because I have too many things in my heart and spread too much hatred.

There is a difference between a king and a minister, a father and a son.

Lin Qianxue's enemy is Zhu Ji, not Zilan;

The enemy of the original owner of this body is also Zhu Ji, not a civil and military official, let alone a common man.

Huo Zun was just a small guard in the pro-military camp, why couldn't she be with him?

It's a big deal, if you don't do it in the future mission, it's not a big deal!!

Thinking of this, Xia Qian ran towards the training camp desperately.

The north gate was crowded with people out of the city, and they were basically merchants who were rushing home to reunite.

Under the command of a few pro-soldiers, the impatient crowd lined up in several long lines.

"Let one go, let one go! Let the recruits of the training camp enter the city! ”

Outside the city, a loud sound spread through the air, and the merchants in the city were scattered.

Xia Qian, who was mixed in the middle of the merchants, was quickly squeezed into an inconspicuous corner, and the person standing in front of her was still retreating, and she was trampled on a dozen times in a row and pressed against the wall.

In fact, her body was already thin, and it would cling to the wall, blocked by the dense head and shoulders in front of her, and when the recruits of the training camp passed by the city gates, she could only see the golden helmets and the wooden stakes on them.

"Oh no, I'm stuck here, and when he comes home I might still be on the street, what should I do?"

Xia Qian anxiously looked at the soldiers walking by the street, she had never been so eager to see Huo Zun as she was now.

Suddenly, several dark blue tent bags came into her eyes, and the man carrying the bag walked vigorously, more than a head taller than the others, and the armor on his shoulders was worn out, and the iron pieces were peeling off.

"Huo Zun!"

Xia Qian looked at him excitedly and called out his name in surprise.

Blocked by dozens of people, the noise was noisy, and if you didn't lie on your ears and yell, you wouldn't be able to hear each other's words.

Huo Zun lowered his head and hurriedly walked past her with a few large bags on his shoulder.

The moment the soldiers passed, the merchants who rushed home quickly rushed towards the city gate.

Xia Qian ran on the street, chasing Huo Zun's departing back.

When the soldiers passed by, the pedestrians on the street consciously stood in two rows, but when Xia Qian hurriedly chased after her, the pedestrians blocked her way everywhere like a barrier specially set up for her.

"Huo Zun! Huo Zun! She looked at his departing back and cried out with all her might.

The figure carrying a thick bag of camp tents paused, and slowly turned around.

She ran all the way in excitement, rushed up and hugged him tightly.

"Xia Qian, why are you here? I've just dismantled the tent and I've got ash on my body, and you're careful of soiling your clothes! ”

She was silent, buried her head in his heart, and held his arm silently with a few more force.

Huo Zun looked at her suspiciously, obviously shocked by her abnormal behavior.

Seeing the people around him looking at them intently, he lowered his head and smiled at her: "I carry so many things on me, you stand and wait for me for a while, let's go home together!" ”

Xia Qian was silent, holding her tightly with both hands, her head pressed against his worn armor and listening to his strong and regular heartbeat.

"So many people are watching, if you don't let go, you will soon become famous again!" He moved the item over his shoulder upwards and leaned down to laugh in her ear.

She raised her head from his heart, smiled stubbornly at him, and pronounced three words clearly in her mouth: "Don't mind! ”