Miao Lian, Miao Lian.

It was only at this time that he remembered her various benefits, an army of millions, countless ministers, old servants and guards, those who greeted the horse, and those who tended to be inflammatory; It is not without true loyalty to the country and the people; However, these people and themselves are just a cooperative relationship......

How many confidants have you had?

The cold wind was blowing, and he breathed heavily, and his heart to return home was even more ferocious.

Miao Lian Miao Lian, do you know that even if you don't have children in your life, my heart for you will never change?

He became so excited that he even forgot about the search for Yang Jian. Even the King of Xianyang, Xun'er's death has been forgotten.

After all, it is destiny that cannot be disobeyed, and it is destined to be disobeyed, who can easily disobey it?

Let's go home, go home.

He really had too many things to confide in her—the things that were difficult to say in the past, the embarrassing, the embarrassing, the things that the Ninety-Five Venerable couldn't say to anyone, he wanted to confide in her one by one.

Including the King of Xianyang, including Xun'er......

She fought with them for half her life.

In fact, his footsteps have always been on her side. It's just, Miaolian, does she know, do you know?

At that time, a fast horse was already approaching the garrison camp.

Immediately, the woman was dusty and full of fighting spirit, and she was bound to give her dearest royal brother a big surprise!!!

That night, Feng Miaolian's heartbeat also became uneasy, and the first feeling in the bottom of the woman's heart was some extremely ominous omen. Actually, this is not an omen, but a fact - it's just that we tend to be lucky with a clear ending.

The college entrance examination score is 599 points, but Tsinghua's file adjustment line is 600 points; Therefore, we always hope that Tsinghua will not accept enough people this year and lower one point to admit them?

Until the last day of admission, we always have that hope.

As everyone knows, just a one-point gap has already determined the two results.

Feng Miaolian personally recuperated the vegetables, very simple three dishes and one soup, and she cultivated herself early to adapt to the days of coarse tea and light rice. I only made a fuss about the soup, which was a pot of delicious chicken soup, in order to nourish Ye Jia's body.

Just after the sun sets, there is no entertainment in the small place, the mountains and rivers along the way have seen enough, the bleak autumn day, the cold of early winter, it seems that the first snow of this winter will fall.

Heaven and earth seem very lonely, singing and dancing, feasting and laughing, has long been a thing of the past. There were only two people left, sitting relatively quietly, and for a long time, neither of them would say a word. While he meditated, she thought about her thoughts. She is not actually a woman of many words, and when she is free, she realizes how she loves silence and silence.

Just know that there is a person by your side, the existence of his breath, his breath, his burning life force...... That's all she felt—the ones she felt most lacking in her long years.

Since the year of illness, she has avoided her husband far away, and since then, birth, old age, sickness and death, flowers and flowers, a woman is the most embarrassed, the most painful, and the weakest, every time she suddenly looks back, she is always alone quietly waiting for the arrival of death.

There has never been a lack of vitality and soul, and over time, this taste is forgotten.

At this moment, I felt the heartbeat around me again—oh, every time she turned around, he was there, sitting, not far away.

is like two pure children, at that time, the two never made the slightest ambiguous move, nor did they have any excessive intimacy.

Everything is kept in a clean state.

The fact that person is by his side all day makes people solemn and silent.

For a long time, Ye Jia could only lie down, and he didn't even have the strength to get up and move around. At this time, she accompanied him, brought a chair, and sometimes did nothing, just rested for a long time; Sometimes, with a scroll in hand, it was bought from the idle crowd around the Longmen Grottoes.

At that time, Luoyang was the world's largest international city, not only the Wuhu and other ethnic groups, the Han people as the main body, but also the blond foreigners, the high-nosed and deep-eyed Persians...... Not only do they bring all sorts of strange gadgets, but they also have all kinds of texts.

The valet who sprinkled the sweep would go out every few days and buy a lot of things, including knick-knacks, some scriptures, and short stories of various exhortations distributed by the monks for free.

Feng Miaolian has nothing to do, so she likes to read these gadgets.

Life, in such leisure, becomes very fast - day by day, pinching fingers. It stands to reason that it should be static and idle, but it feels the opposite, and it is really like a deceased.

On that day, Ye Jia was in good spirits and stood up.

His old wounds and new scars have been greatly improved, and he can move freely without crutches at this time, but the scar on his shoulder has been scratched and stretched very long, and when he changes clothes, he can see that the hideous flesh and blood have not yet healed.

Feng Miaolian reached out to help him, but he stood up and didn't let her help.

"Miao Lian, I'm already well."

Infinitely surprised, she retracted her hand.

"I want to go out for a walk."

She silently accompanied him.

A jungle, sparse creeks, and a cold swishing sky in the north. She wore a thick cotton coat, and so did he, but it was a very ordinary fabric, just like all ordinary pedestrians on the road.

That day coincided with the market day, and the pedestrians were bustling, and the two of them mixed in the meantime, and they didn't feel abrupt at all. No one recognized them, and no one looked at them. After Ye Jia's serious injury, the person was thin, and the non-negligible brilliance of the beautiful man in the past was gone, just like a long bamboo pole, fortunately under the thick cotton coat, others did not think it was weird.

Feng Miaolian also wore a big hat, and her face was like an ordinary woman.

Everywhere there are candy sellers, sugar gourds, as well as Hebei's famous winter pears, dates and other dried fruits and peanuts, children running around with bags of food, playing and playing, adults chatting and laughing, hawkers and buyers bargaining with each other......

In front of a seller of dried fruits, Feng Miaolian squatted down, grabbed a handful of peanuts, looked at them very skillfully, put them down, and bought another bag.

Ye Jia just looked at her from the side, and then, silently, helped her hold the bag.

Soon, a whole bunch of stuff was bought.

The two were ready to go home, and at the end of the street, there was a small stall with a dazzling array of trinkets and rouge gouache.

She was very happy, looked at the three bracelets, picked them up, shook them, and dangdang, "Boss, how much is this?" ”

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