Rather Drunk Sacrifice [Honey and Pity] Part.4
The sudden rise of a regime must have many unstable factors, such as Anling, who quickly became a great power in the south of the country from a wandering tribe through a surprise attack, although on the surface it seems that the subjects of the five countries of the south have been submitted, it is difficult to count how many people in private want to overthrow the rule of the new country.
wants to resist, wants to change the dynasty again, wants to pull out the thorn in the eye, and as a monarch, Ning Xi is drunk.
"Is it a royal family? It's really ghostly......" His gaze swept over the tattoo on the ambusher's neck, and he sighed drunkly, "It's the fourth time this month, right?" From the capital to the Gobi and then to the remote country, do you have to take my life? ”
The enemy who wanted to commit the **** was too lazy to bother with his lips, and the man at the head looked grim and cold, and the eagle falcon stared at Ning Xi drunk, completely ignoring the thin woman in front of him.
The personal guard of the monarch of Anling Kingdom is called Su Buqi, strong in martial arts, few opponents, and several assassinations by the Rouhu Kingdom were defeated in his hands before, and I have not heard of any other masters by Ning Xidrunk's side. Because of the above understanding, yes, and these assassin dead soldiers from the Rouhu royal clan did not intend to take the sacrifice in their eyes at all, in their opinion, as long as the terrible man with extremely cold blue eyes but shocking appearance was not there, then it meant that the best time to kill the lord of Anling Kingdom had come.
This perception is wrong and fatal at the same time, and this point was not realized until it was too late after the tendons of the hands were cut off.
Su Buqi once told Ning Xi drunk very seriously, the talent of sacrificing martial arts is better than himself, if you have to find someone to compare, it is probably only the second master of Qiaojiazhai who was famous in Zhongzhou Jianghu back then can be compared, although the sacrifice has not been learning martial arts from him for a long time, and has shown extraordinary wisdom so far, which is by no means comparable to ordinary people.
"Sacrifice is like a poisonous flower, beautiful and attractive to look at, but once touched, it is a sharp weapon that kills people."
Thinking of Wu Siying's evaluation of the sacrifice, Ning Xi was drunk and laughed dumbly, hugged the restless body of the sacrifice from behind, and gently covered her eyes with a warm palm.
"That's enough, sacrifice, that's enough."
She didn't have eyes on the back of her head, so she couldn't see it, and Ning Xi's drunken smile was mixed with a lot of gloom and heartache at the moment.
The priest who came back from his trance didn't seem to see the people lying on the ground wailing**, wiped a drop of blood from his cheek and turned around, and his words were still familiar with cowardice and caution: "Lord, let's hurry, it's dangerous here." ”
Ning Xidrunk nodded "um", but his body was motionless, his slender fingers took off the clean sweat towel from his waist and pasted it on his face, carefully wiping the dazzling red blood stains.
Red is not for her, she should be pure white and spotless.
"Sacrifice, it's good to find a way to escape at this time, you don't need to hurt anyone." Two figures, one tall and one short, walked through the streets and alleys of Yaoguo, and they were so drunk that they suddenly said so low.
The priest slowed down, as if he was a little confused: "The lord doesn't want them to be hurt?" They are the ones who want to hurt the Lord, so why don't the Lord and the Master allow me to kill them? If they don't cut the grass and eradicate the roots, they will come again, again and again......"
"It's not about protecting them." Stretched out his hand and grabbed the sacrificial sleeve, Ning Xi was drunk to stop the rapid pace of the two, and sighed silently at the moment when he looked at the pair of clear eyes, "Sacrifice, it's for you, I don't want to see you **** anymore, you just need to be an ordinary person, understand?" ”
"I don't understand."
The straightforward answer made Ning Xi drunk for a long time speechless, and his fingers rolled up the hair in front of the sacrificial forehead and pulled it hard, so painful that the sacrificial tears flickered. The priest thought that Ning Xi was drunk and angry with her, but she didn't expect that after the wide palm rubbed indiscriminately on the top of her head, Ning Xi was drunk and smiled again, and her fingers flicked heavily on her forehead: "It's really stubborn." Listen, in the future, in such a situation, prioritize escaping, try not to fight the enemy - this is the order, obediently. ”
In response, he whined like a small animal, and his head turned away from Ning Xi's drunken palm, and he straightened his hair without complaining, and by the way, he glanced at Ning Xidrunk.
"Sai, were you a cat in your last life?" Ning Xidrunk smiled happily, the more he looked at the sacrifice's expression, the more like a pitiful kitten who had just been born.
I just don't want her pity to be bullied by anyone.
The journey to the imperial capital of Yaoguo is still on the way, and the gradually lively street market makes the festival feel very good, and I can't wait to spend the whole day on the noisy streets, while buying delicious food while "enduring" the bullying that I would rather get drunk and give at any time.
Of course, there must be an end to the journey, and this end is in the imperial capital of Yaoguo, in front of the solemn stone altar of worshipping the sky.
Although the altar was open to the people, there was a distance limit, and standing in the crowd a hundred feet away from the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs and the forbidden military camp, the priest could only vaguely see the woman who was about to become the queen of Yaoguo, but this did not hinder her curiosity, nor could she escape from her inferiority.
Bai Qige ...... Sure enough, as Master Su Buqi said, it was a woman who did not have the appearance of a country but made people awe-inspired.
On that day, the festival saw Bai Qige's graceful temperament, saw the peerless elegance of the queen of Yaoguo, and saw the anxiety and worry in Bai Qige's drunken eyes when she fainted on the stone steps, as well as her own insignificance.
The moment Bai Qige fainted, she would rather be drunk and push away the crowd and rush to the stone altar desperately, leaving her behind.
The chaotic crowd generally squeezed the sacrifice to a remote corner, looking at the unfamiliar scenery around him, and the sacrifice was at a loss. She has been to Da Yao, but she has always followed Ning Xi's drunken side; She could tell the direction but did not know where to look for the figure, she knew that she should ask for directions, but she could not open her mouth to speak to strangers; She knew that what she had to do was to protect the Lord, but for now, she could only wait where she was.
Will the Lord come to look for her when he finds her lost?
She can't be sure, she knows that she is closer to her than others, but compared to Bai Qige, I'm afraid that she is not worth mentioning if she is raised as a ** thing.
The March festival is often accompanied by a continuous drizzle, and the spring cold is expected to be the most biting when the wind is the most biting, and the festival squats in the corner of the uninhabited alley, watching the crowd disperse and gather, gather and disperse, but never see the familiar figure appear. Time seemed to be frozen in this weather, the sun rose and the moon set, the clouds were gloomy, and none of the people who were happy or angry or insensitive noticed that there were still people in the corner, and in that forgotten shadow, the thin woman who did not eat or drink quietly persevered.
"Cold ......" meaningless muttering I don't know who to say, the sacrifice is just hoping to prove that he is still alive by saying the words, in the cold and continuous spring rain without a drop of water for a few days.
"Whose girl is this? Isn't sleeping here waiting for death? ”
"I saw her sitting here two or three days ago, and I don't know who she was waiting for, no matter how much she persuaded her, she couldn't speak, could she be dumb?"
"Don't meddle in your business, people have to sit here and not leave, what's the use of you saying this? Let's go, hurry, it's raining again in a while! ”
The noise always comes and goes, and even if there are well-wishers who want to help, they are silently rejected by the sacrifice - they don't want to move, they don't want to leave, they are afraid that someone will not find them if they go too far, and they are even more afraid that they will give up if they can't find it. If even the lord doesn't want her anymore, how will she live?
There is no way to survive without him...... Without him...... She won't be alive...... Because of him, she is alive!
He opened his eyes suddenly, and the cold current crossed his heart.
That is, a fragment of memory.