Ye Jia didn't ask.

Because of the cold sweat on her forehead, drop by drop, such a cold day seemed to be in the next storm. He suddenly couldn't bear it, stretched out his hand, hugged her, patted her back with his big hand, like coaxing a weak baby, and his voice had the power to calm her: "Miao Lian, don't think about it, don't think about anything." There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, His Majesty has an idea, can make decisions, he is a shrewd man, no one can deceive him for a long time. His weakness lies in being too tolerant and kind, so it is inevitable that he will be taken advantage of by villains, but once he wakes up, he will naturally make a decision. ”

He is strong.

Your Majesty is a strong man.

He's not like them, he's never easily defeated.

She comforted slightly.

However, it is still like a thorn in the back.

"I'm very worried that Pengcheng didn't leave for the six towns in northern Xinjiang at all. This woman is bold, she wants to make trouble again, but she is afraid that the consequences will be unimaginable...... By the way, I dreamed that she rushed to the barracks to find His Majesty to denounce ......"

"Miao Lian, that's just a dream."

She said to herself: "That's right, people say that dreams are the opposite." Maybe it's the other way around. ”

At the time, none of them knew that it was not a dream at all. This is reality, the most brutal and naked reality. However, they thought it was a dream.

Life is just a dream.

Although Ye Jia comforted her, she knew that it was true: her hunches were all true.

Anxious, she stood up and sat down again. Sit down and stand up again. At that time, it was only three watches in the middle of the night, two men and women in Japanese clothes, he and she were not actually lying on the same bed, he slept on the wooden bed outside, and she slept on the low couch inside, and they were clearly distinguishable from each other.

Ye Jia stretched out his hand and touched the coldness of her palm. He took a cotton coat and put it on her, and his voice was very gentle and calm: "Miaolian, according to the time estimate, Your Majesty should also return to Beijing." ”

She was silent for a moment before replying, "I guess he'll be back too." When he came back, I made it clear to him. He is not a very unreasonable person, and he may agree to my request. ”

What was she going to say to him? How so? Ye Jia didn't ask about this, and she didn't say anything.

However, she had to at least make sure that he was safe and sound, that he could live, and that he was alive and well.

This night, the two could no longer close their eyes, and sat from the third watch in the middle of the night until the red sun rose.

It's still a warm winter, as if it's a small spring, except for the morning and evening, and the noon time, I don't feel too cold. However, Feng Miaolian was still wearing extremely thick clothes, and the boots on her feet stepped on the ground, making a creaking sound.

It was her last day here.

So, especially cherish.

The two of them walked along the back mountain, and saw the river, the mountains and forests, and some small prey that occasionally came out, all of them were very thin and weak, and there was no oil and water to speak of. Yega didn't hunt, and she didn't ask him to hunt.

In the distance, a lonely pear tree, out of season in the warm winter bloomed a few clusters of flower branches, snow-like white, just three or five branches, shocking.

The most colorful flowers must be the first to wither; And the petals, although not grasped by hand, will also shrink over time.

Miao Lian stopped and looked at the pear blossoms that were out of season. This is not unusual, many years ago, she often saw pear blossoms or begonias blooming in warm winters, but they could not be in patches, they were all three or five branches.

Ye Jia was silent all the way.

It was so quiet that it was almost impossible to feel his presence.

She was suddenly frightened, there was no Ye Jia in the dream, no matter how she and Tuoba Hong fought and entangled, Ye Jia did not show his face, he never showed his face, he did not exist - Ye Jia was dead in the dream. Long dead. Yega is dead, she's dead, and so is Tuobahong...... All three are dead, and none of them are the big winners.

So, who is alive?

Who is this man walking beside him?

She turned her head to stare at him again, her eyebrows and eyes were slowly recovering, her former handsomeness was gradually recovering, and that incredible demeanor suddenly rekindled, and her brilliance shone again...... She was terrified, why would a person recover so quickly? Why did the skeletons of the past come to life?

All of this is so fast that it doesn't seem to be real.

Is this person next to him really Ye Jia or is it out of an imagination? In fact, since the difficult birth, she had a very obvious premonition that Ye Jia was dead, she had died a long time ago, and she would never come back. Because, after that, she never saw him again, never dreamed of seeing him.

She could hear a buzzing sound behind her, and when she looked back, it seemed to be a fly, flying beside Yejia and running away. Where do flies come from this season?

There was a faint smell of death.

She was terrified, remembering the ancient legend, the story of the corpse. Some of the dead people, the ghosts are not gone, the grievances are painful, so a spirit is solidified into frost that can never be dissolved, so, under the influence of some strange space and time, maybe a spell, maybe a corpse chaser, their physical body will not decay for the time being, and then return to their hometown.

But once that spirit is scattered, everything will be a pile of ashes, a pile of bones, and a pile of cobwebs.

Especially after the end of some wars, the souls of the dead haunted, did not dare to live up to the parents, wives and children in their distant hometowns, and always returned to their hometowns from thousands of miles away, when the sun rose, they were thriving, but when the sun set, they were broken and ruined, and the mountains were full of dry bones.

How miserable.

Ye Ga. Quiet Ye Jia, is he just the spirit of a soul dream?

Therefore, she couldn't see him in her nightmares, and she couldn't see him when she was fighting...... She was the only one fighting alone, so bleak and helpless.

Maybe it was because he pitied her for the cold, so his soul was in the fog, giving her a little pity and comfort?

She reached out to pull him, but he was stunned for a moment, didn't retreat, and pulled her hand.

Even my hands were cold, and I didn't feel the slightest hint of heat.

I pinched my arm, but I didn't feel any pain.

Dreams, reality, she can't tell the difference.

He just pinched his big cold hand in a daze, and muttered to himself: "Ye Jia...... Are you alive...... Are you really alive? ”

His voice was calm, "Miao Lian, as long as you are alive, I will live." ”

She didn't feel any comfort. In the fog, I felt that I was actually dead, and I had ascended to the sky a long time ago, and my soul was scattered, so I wandered in a virtual space. Ye Jia is like this, is he also dead?

She gazed at his handsome face again. It's too much, it's really too handsome, so God and her can't tolerate him. Yega is dead.

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