In this life, how many times have you served other men with your own hands like this?

This is the first time, the first time to act as a protector.

She suddenly felt that she had become extremely powerful.

Ye Jia, Ye Jia, you saved me three times, each time when life and death were at stake, and if it weren't for you, I wouldn't even have my life. This time, why don't you save you with me?

She squinted in the moonlight and smiled softly, like the sigh of the wind.

The night condensed with cold dew, which chilled the corners of her forehead, and the feeling seemed to be a warning to her for the rest of her life, and she faintly heard a shout in the distance, a sound like a death knell.

Her whole body trembled, and she reached out to hug Ye Jia tighter and tighter.

Poor couples mourn everything.

She thinks about the future at inappropriate times.

There was no fear in her mind, but she was excited, so excited that she couldn't help herself, because at this time, she suddenly remembered that she would do many, many things: freelancers, women who were studying for graduate school, women who opened shops in Xianqiao Art City...... Who's this? Who's this?

Why don't you feel like the pressure of survival is actually so scary?

As long as you don't wear silk and satin, as long as you don't pursue bird's nest shark fin, what's the hardship of ordinary days??

At this time, she actually remembered many ways to make a living, I don't know where she learned it, but instinctively came to the bottom of her heart, just thinking, I want to protect this man - I want him to have food, clothing, shelter and transportation, so long and long, even if I go to make money myself, even if I can only grind one pair of hands into calluses, so what?

Dawn, a glimmer of light.

The man in his arms was getting hotter and hotter, the heat beating in his twitching veins. From time to time, his body suddenly trembled violently, but he was unconscious.

Feng Miaolian took out a wide robe from the big bag and put it on him. When he shuddered again, she suddenly thought cruelly that perhaps, death was a consolation to him.

It was as if a slave had been tortured all his life, and it was already a useless gift to give him freedom.

The compassionate creation gives us life in vain, and in the end, everything is empty.

Feng Miaolian was not too sad, she had already understood that this was the case, and when it was dawn, she put Ye Jia lying flat on top of the wide robe, covered it again, and then went out slowly.

The two eunuchs had already been driven away by her, and she changed her clothes again, dark clothes, rough clothes, just like ordinary women. Fortunately, in the northern country, the people are fierce, and the women do not hide in the boudoir, and many women show their heads and travel back and forth. In addition, Hua Mulan, a female general who was famous all over the world during the early years of Empress Dowager Feng, the status of women in the north has virtually improved again.

Feng Miaolian walked and watched in the hustle and bustle.

It was a long time before she returned. Behind him were two servants, carrying a big baggage, which was full of all kinds of things. She took out two small pieces of broken silver, and the two servants were very enthusiastic to pick up Ye Jia and leave.

A very secluded small room was bought by Feng Miaolian for 20 taels of silver. The surroundings were cleaned up, and after a while, the smell of medicine wafted up.

When she boiled the medicine and fed Ye Jia, he still didn't wake up. She was so busy alone that she couldn't even think about her thoughts. It wasn't until the evening of the next day that Ye Jia opened his eyes in a daze.

He was terribly emaciated, his cheekbones bulging out, and all that was left of his face was a pair of eyes. Feng Miaolian had never seen such a thin person, she saw his lips squirm, leaned over, and heard his faint voice: "Miaolian...... You go back...... It's dangerous here......"

She laughed and was calm: "Ye Jia, don't worry, I went out of the palace to explain to them, and I told Chen Jia to tell them that I was going to incense the Queen Mother......"

She paused and said lightly, "As for those killers, I know it's Peng Cheng and King Xianyang, but don't worry, after I had a difficult birth, their goal has been achieved." Now, they won't bother to trouble us anymore. If they really find out where we are, the only thing they can do is to follow us, wait for His Majesty to return, report all this to His Majesty, and let him punish us with his own hands...... Otherwise, if the killer kills us at this time, it will destroy the evidence, and it will not be enough to convince Your Majesty, but it will provoke Your Majesty to kill them...... Your Majesty will go on an expedition to the Southern Dynasties, and he will not come back in ten days and a half months, so don't worry about anything......"

She is calm and analytical, as if she is talking about other people's affairs.

It was a shameful thing, a married woman eloped behind her husband's back, and hid in a place with an adulterer - such a slut, such a pungency, rare in the world.

However, she didn't care at all, and she accompanied this dying man all day long, neither ashamed nor ashamed, as if everything was justified.

"Wonderful ......"

He spoke, and as she leaned in, he closed his eyes and fell into a coma again.

"Ye Jia...... Ye Jia ......"

She called him by name continuously, but received no response. At one point, she suspected that he was dead. With a smile on his face, he died very sweetly.

She was in a calm and unwavering mind, but she also felt scared - even if he was a useless man, even if he survived, he would be crippled for life, but she still wanted him to live, even if he was just a burden to her in this life, it would only drag her down and put her into a completely desperate situation, she still wanted him to live.

She lifted his clothes again, rubbed medicine on old wounds and new marks, applied them, and applied a damp handkerchief to his cheeks to cool them...... It's like he's dead, and she's still so tirelessly busy.

She cooked, decocted the medicine, and boiled the porridge herself.

Ye Jia opened her eyes in a daze, but her eyelids were very heavy, and she could only hear her humming and singing.

The family follows each other, and the diet is really exquisite:

Rice, millet, new wheat, yellow beams,

It's all delicious.

The fragrance of the fat cow tendon is fragrant,

It is a hot and sour soup made by the chef of Wu Guo.

Braised soft-shelled turtle, barbecued lamb mixed with sweet sauce,

Boiled sows, stewed ducks, add some sour pulp,

, stewed turtle, the taste can be refreshing,

Oil-braised bread and rice crackers with bee candy.

Frozen sweet wine, a full glass of imported really cool,

There is also sour plum soup for sake sake.

Come back to your hometown, don't be debauched!

……

After listening for a long time, he asked in a daze, "Miao Lian, what are you singing?" ”

She was squatting by the stove to boil medicine, the fire was small, she held the pu fan and shook it vigorously, as fierce as the iron fan burned Sun Wukong, hearing Ye Jia ask, she turned around, a black layer of dust on the tip of her nose, and smiled: "I'm summoning you ...... spirit"

Is Qu Yuan's conjuring like this? He had also read poetry and books, why did he listen to it so strangely?

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