She and Mu Zicheng had just become inmates, as if they had just blinked and flashed for a while.

And everything has changed so dramatically, she didn't even have a chance to think, the beautiful paradise that had just been formed collapsed in an instant, and the world was turned upside down!

Mu Zicheng is dead, Mu Zicheng is dead, this cognition is like a magic sound, constantly echoing in her mind......

Suddenly, the light above her head was obscured, a huge shadow was cast in front of her, and a voice with joy sounded: "Little fairy, you are awake!" ”

Ling Dongwu raised her eyes slightly, her empty eyes looked at the person in front of her like an iron tower, and after thinking for a long time, she remembered that he was Yi Zhikuo, but then she retracted her gaze, and the terrible voice continued to echo in her mind, Mu Zicheng is dead, Mu Zicheng is dead!

A strong heartbreak surged up like a tide, and Ling Dongwu tilted his head and fainted.

Yi Zhikuo saw Ling Dongwu fainting again, and hurriedly held her in his arms in a panic.

Until Yi Zhikuo took Ling Dongwu back to Tumu Fort, Ling Dongwu didn't wake up, he shouted, roared and called all the military doctors on Tumu Fort to check Ling Dongwu's pulse, "King Khan, don't worry, Madam is just in a hurry, so she will be unconscious, but she will wake up, Madame's body will naturally be fine if you slowly adjust......

"Are you sure she's okay?" Yi Zhikuo looked at Ling Dongwu's white face without a trace of blood, flustered and manic.

"Yes, yes, as long as you take a little rest, you can recover in a few days." The doctor fell to his knees trembling and trembling.

Yi Zhikuo refused to believe the words of these military doctors, and it was not until the Hanshui National Master checked Ling Dongwu's pulse and told him that Ling Dongwu would wake up, and he was relieved and stopped tossing everyone. Yi Zhikuo kept guarding Ling Dongwu all the time, he looked at Ling Dongwu in a coma, despite the repeated assurances of the Hanshui National Master, he was still panicked and afraid, he was really afraid that Ling Dongwu would fall asleep like this, he sat next to Ling Dongwu, and kept calling her name, as if she could not sleep if she kept calling like this.

Ling Dongwu was in a drowsy state, hallucinating many times, she seemed to hear the voice calling her, but she just didn't want to open her eyes, didn't want to wake up, and faced this terrible everything. Ling Dongwu is really tired, tired, and doesn't want to live!

Ling Dongwu finally woke up, but she was still sick and weak, and she walked lightly, as long as the wind outside was a little stronger, she couldn't even stand up. Whoever said anything to her, she ignored it, leaving the whole brain in a state of strike, she became more cowardly than ever, she didn't want to know anything, she wanted to face everything.

By the time Ling Dongwu's illness had completely recovered, most of the spring had passed. Because Tumubao is located at the foot of Yin Mountain, you can see the boundless prairie, the mountains are undulating, stretching for thousands of miles, until you reach the blue sky. When the wind blows, the grass waves, like a green sea, rippling in the middle of the milky white - it is the shepherds' sheep felt tent.

The endless green grass, green like a crystal clear, all kinds of wildflowers blooming on the gentle slope in the distance, all of them are one by one, it can really be called a sea of flowers.

Ling Dongwu was lying on the grass, on the blue sky, white clouds slowly flowed by, and the sky and the earth were silent. The green grass was like the warmest and most comfortable carpet, soft, looking at the transparent blue sky overhead, she closed her eyes, lazy, as if she was about to fall asleep again. When I arrived at Tumubao, it was as if I had arrived in a new world, and I felt like I was in a dream when I thought of the corpses strewn all over the field in the sunset.

In a daze, a young man's voice sounded in her ears, "Sister Ling, don't be afraid, I will definitely take you out of here!" "Dong'er, Dong'er!" She happily ran towards the voice, closer, closer, she held her hands and wanted to hold him tightly, "Brother Zicheng, you are finally back to me!" Seeing that the raised hand was missing, she woke up suddenly, and it turned out to be another dream.

Her Purple City brother is really dead! His only support in this world has also been lost, the ends of the earth, in this life and this life, who else can be better than him?

Ling Dongwu slowly closed his eyes, infinitely tired. After so many years of wind and rain, thousands of rivers and mountains, the ultimate hope is just to marry the person you like and have a home of your own, but after all, it is a luxury.

In the first two days when she woke up, she always thought about living and dying with Mu Zicheng. It was Yi Zhikuo who stopped himself again and again, he told himself to live, to find the culprit who killed Mu Zicheng, and to avenge him if he loved him.

Who was the person who killed Mu Zicheng, was it those Hun soldiers, or the emperor of Nanzhao, or the prime minister of Song, faces appeared in front of him, the pain in Ling Dongwu's heart turned into bitter hatred, the initial impulsive idea of suicide was gone, she survived with hatred, and she wanted to avenge Mu Zicheng.

"Little fairy!" Yi Zhi strode over to her and sat down.

Ling Dongwu asked Yi Zhikuo to go out for her to inquire who was the real murderer of Mu Zicheng, in fact, these days, she slowly sorted out her thoughts, and always felt that Mu Zicheng died unjustly, Mu Zicheng was good at using soldiers, if it wasn't for the imperial court cutting off the grain and grass of the Northwest Army, how could Mu Zicheng die, she must now know who in the Nanzhao court withheld the grain and grass of the Northwest Army, is it the emperor, or the Prime Minister of Song, or ...... She didn't dare to think about it.

"How's it going, do you hear anything?"

Yi Zhikuo rubbed his big hands and said: "Not yet, Xiao Wu, you have to be patient and wait, you know that this place is thousands of miles away from Nanzhao Kingdom, and it will take two months to go on a trip, and you have to buy the people in the palace and inquire carefully, so, so ......" Yi Zhikuo did send someone to inquire who killed Mu Zicheng, but he was not too anxious to know the result, the reason why he said this in the first place was that he was afraid that Ling Dongwu would have the idea of committing suicide.

He has been chasing after Ling Dongwu all these years, of course he knows Ling Dongwu's feelings for Mu Zicheng, and if Ling Dongwu wants to die for Mu Zicheng, he is not surprised at all. But how could he let Ling Dongwu die, not only did he not want her to die, but he also hoped that she could live well and be happy by his side all the time. In order to stabilize Ling Dongwu, he only told Ling Dongwu that Mu Zicheng was killed by someone, and supported Ling Dongwu to live with hatred, as for who to avenge and how to take revenge, it was naturally a matter of later words.

"Yi Zhikuo, what happened to Brother Zicheng's body?" Ling Dongwu asked softly, after so many days, she finally dared to ask this question, and it was almost exhaustive of her strength to ask this sentence, she didn't dare to imagine it, she didn't dare to touch it, but she had to face it.

"He was buried by Jiao Hongliang and others."

Ling Dongwu just looked at the sky in a daze, and refused to speak anymore, the pain and sadness accumulated in her heart resurfaced again, swarming up, almost rushing out of her chest, how could she be so unlucky, how could she faint that day, she didn't even bury Mu Zicheng's body with her own hands, and now she doesn't even know where his grave is.

Two lines of tears slipped down her eyes, and she muttered miserably: "Ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable." Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation. Even if you don't know each other, your face is dusty, and your temples are like frost. Come and dream at night. Xiao Xuan window, dressing. There are no words for each other, only a thousand tears. It is expected that the intestines will be broken every year: bright moon night, short Matsuoka. ”

Even though Yi Zhikuo was a rough man, he could hear the infinite sadness and outright sadness in Ling Dongwu's words, and he couldn't help but feel sorry in his heart.

Ling Dongwu looked at the sky, as if he was in the most desperate situation in his life, Brother Zicheng died, his husband died, his only relative in this world died, and now he was the only one left, alone, helpless, and he actually returned to the demon he avoided like a snake and scorpion at the beginning, and he was still willing to eat, and his life was so far that it could be regarded as a complete end of the road.

Listening to Yi Zhikuo's steady breathing beside him, Ling Dongwu closed his eyes, over the years, he had experienced countless tragic battles, countless bloody rains, countless upheavals, and exhaustion, trauma, and hardship, as if they had all ended here.

"Xiao Wu, don't be afraid, don't think too much, you will live here in the future, you can rest assured, with me here, you are absolutely safe. Also, I, I'm not going to force you to do something you don't want to do. You can feel at ease and stay here as if it were your own home. ”

Although Ling Dongwu closed her eyes, she couldn't help but feel a sour in her eyes, she didn't expect that when she was in a desperate situation, it was Yi Zhikuo who took her in, and she was moved in her heart, she wanted to say something, but she didn't know how to express it, she only said in a low voice: "Yi Zhikuo, thank you." ”

Yi Zhikuo was very excited when he heard Ling Dongwu talking to him in this tone for the first time in these years, and wanted to grab Ling Dongwu's white and transparent little hand on the green grass, but he hesitated for a moment and still didn't dare, his voice was full of joy: "Little fairy, you can live here for the rest of your life, I will definitely take good care of you." ”

Ling Dongwu didn't speak, just smiled with tears streaming down his face.

The scale of Tumu Fort is definitely not small than that of Green Pearl City, and after Yi Zhikuo's efforts during this time, he has an army of sixty or seventy thousand people, and he seems to have become an overlord who can compete with the Xiongnu.

These days, all the people up and down the civil fort can see that the always moody, ruthless and vicious Yi Zhikuo, a rare amiable and approachable person. Hanshui National Teacher, Zhang Zhang and Cedun and others, who have known him for many years, naturally know the reason.

Yi Zhikuo used to deal with the affairs of the castle, and he was very arbitrary, but recently he was rarely willing to accept other people's opinions, whether he liked to listen to it or not, he was kind and pleasant.

After the meeting ended that day, Yi Zhikuo hummed a rare song, looking very happy. As soon as he turned around, he saw that the Hanshui National Teacher was still sitting there, and asked with some surprise: "National Teacher, do you have anything else?" ”

Hanshui National Master frowned and looked at the glorious Yi Zhikuo, since Ling Dongwu came to Tumu Fort, Yi Zhikuo's whole person has changed, as long as Ling Dongwu smiled at him a little, he could even whistle when he walked, which was completely different from the Khan King of Green Bead City that he knew before. He now seems to be standing at the pinnacle of his life, every day is elated, the spring breeze is proud, and he is beaming like the groom who is about to enter the cave room.

"King Khan, I have something I want to talk to you about!"

Yi Zhikuo saw that the Hanshui National Teacher was sitting precariously, he also sat down and said, "National Teacher, if you have something, say it." ”

"King Khan, do you want to keep Lady Mu in Tumu Fort all the time, or do you just want her to take refuge here for a while?"

When Yi Zhikuo heard Hanshui National Master ask like this, he couldn't help but feel disgusted in his heart, "What Mrs. Mu, she and Mu Zicheng haven't even finished worshipping, how can they be considered Mrs. Mu." After so many years, I have been running around looking for her, and now it is so easy for her to come to me, and of course I want to keep her here forever. ”

"King Khan, I'm afraid it's not appropriate to do this. Nanzhao Kingdom obviously deliberately cut off the grain and grass of the northwest army of Mu Zicheng, that is, to trap Mu Zicheng in danger, and remove Mu Zicheng by the hands of the Huns. If we leave Miss Ling here, I'm afraid that we will summon the attack of the Southern Zhao Army, and there will be endless troubles at that time! ”

Yi Zhikuo laughed disappreliantly, and said proudly: "How can the king of Ben Khan be afraid of his Nanzhao army, the only one who can lead the army to fight is Mu Zicheng, and now as soon as Mu Zicheng dies, the Nanzhao soldiers will become soft-footed shrimp, this king is only afraid that he will not come, he will come to destroy one of the king of this Khan, and he will come and destroy two king of this Khan to destroy him a pair!" ”

The Hanshui National Master knew that as soon as Yi Zhikuo met Ling Dongwu, he would become stubborn and unwilling, and he continued to patiently say to him: "King Khan, I have already seen Miss Ling's face, unless someone with the appearance of an emperor can suppress her, no one else can, you see Mu Zicheng is an example, he does not have the order of the emperor, he will naturally be killed by Miss Ling!" ”

Yi Zhikuo said without thinking: "I'm not afraid of this, as long as I can be with her, even if she kills me, I am willing." Besides, why doesn't King Ben Khan have the appearance of an emperor, now King Ben Khan is rich and well-armed, and he is waiting for an opportunity. This king is attacking some cities down, set himself up as the king, and when the time comes, he will set up Ling Dongwu as the queen, hehe, you said that if I make her the queen, she is giving birth to a few little princes to the king of Ben Khan, how beautiful it should be! ”

Hanshui originally wanted to dissuade Yi Zhikuo and Ling Dongwu from being together, but he didn't expect such an effect, and he really didn't know whether it was joy or sadness. Looking at Yi Zhikuo with a happy and longing face, he knew that this matter, it was impossible to open the gap from Yi Zhikuo, and the only way to solve this matter was to start with Ling Dongwu.

These days, Yi Zhikuo's mood every day is like the New Year, jubilant and energetic, no matter what he thinks of, what plans he makes, if he has divine help, he is all handy. But in front of Ling Dongwu, he didn't dare to show too much joy, for fear that his monkey anxious happy appearance would make Ling Dongwu unhappy.

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