Qing Xihuan originally wanted to say a few more words to Zheng Ji, such feelings were really difficult to give up, but he was hugged upstairs by Dong Chuchen despite opposition.

Qing Xihuan looked back at Zheng Ji, Zheng Ji's vicissitudes of life added a lot of sadness to his face, and Huafa also gave birth to more. This long-lost face is not good at the moment, so when Dong Chuchen is not paying attention, he secretly went downstairs to recognize Zheng Ji.

Zheng Ji also looked up at Qing Xihuan, for some reason, the more he looked at it, the more familiar he became, and the tears in his eyes couldn't stop falling.

"General, why are you still crying?" the soldier said.

Zheng Ji looked at Qing Xihuan sadly, and only after a long time did he come to his senses and said, "I can see the emperor in the eyes of the little girl." Zheng Ji said sadly.

Dong Chuchen carried Qing Xihuan to the guest room on the second floor and put Qing Xihuan on the bed.

"You, what are you doing!" Qing Xihuan was so frightened that he grabbed the tea cup in the guest room and raised it high, looking at Dong Chuchen vigilantly.

Dong Chuchen covered the door, gently walked in front of Qing Xihuan and squatted down, and continued to give medicine to Qing Xihuan.

"Why do you have to go into the room?" asked Qing Xihuan angrily.

"I don't like to be noisy because it's too noisy downstairs. Dong Chuchen gently medicated Qing Xihuan, Qing Xihuan shrank his foot in pain, Dong Chuchen realized it, approached Qing Xihuan's feet, and gently blew softly and asked, "Is this better?"

"It's okay......" Qing Xihuan stared at Dong Chuchen with disgust, only thinking about Zheng Ji in his heart, and he couldn't empathize with the feeling of meeting his hometown and knowing his hometown.

"Why did you pay for them?" asked Dong Chuchen.

"I'm glad I like it as I like, Miss's temper. Besides, it's your money. Qing Xihuan said unhurriedly.

Dong Chuchen touched his waist at this time, it was empty, and the money bag was really 'stolen'. Dong Chuchen smiled helplessly.

"When your feet don't hurt anymore, we will ask Xiao Er to prepare the carriage, and then rush to Luoyang Pass. Dong Chuchen said silently, carefully wiping the wound.

"There's no hurry. Qing Xihuan said coldly.

"I don't know what Madame is doing in Luoyang Pass?" Dong Chuchen lowered his head and blew lightly on the wound, asking casually.

Qing Xihuan glanced at Dong Chuchen, turned his head to the side and said, "Go and see your future home." ”

"That's it. Dong Chuchen bandaged the wound for Qing Xihuan, raised his head and smiled, "Will you be disappointed?"

Qing Xihuan withdrew his feet under his skirt and replied perfunctorily, "How come, my husband is disappointed enough, do you still care about the shelter." ”

Dong Chuchen still only smiled, didn't speak again, leaned on the bedpost, and closed his eyes.

"Let me rest for a while, and I'll be on my way. ”

Qing Xihuan didn't reply to Dong Chuchen, and could vaguely hear the noise of Zheng Ji drinking downstairs, leaning on the bed, his thoughts had drifted to the clouds.

With Zheng Ji, it seems that there is a safety and security, even if he is not a general with great achievements, or his usual affection, knowing that he is still alive, Qing Xihuan will be so excited that his heart beats faster. Although I couldn't identify myself with him, I was not in a hurry, and when I had an opportunity in the future, I could naturally explain it. Qing Xihuan thought about it and laughed unconsciously.

It's just that I don't know if Zheng Ji knows that he is still alive, whether he wants to kneel on the ground and cry bitterly, and he wants all the ancestors and ancestors to thank him again, and he has to drink drunk to celebrate. The smile on the corner of Qing Xihuan's mouth has not retreated, and he feels that there is hope for the future.

After a long time, Dong Chuchen's body tilted and suddenly leaned on Qing Xihuan's lap.

Qing Xihuan was shocked, his cheeks instantly reddened, and he was about to kick Dong Chuchen's face away, when he suddenly heard Dong Chuchen's dream.

"Apricot blossoms fall all over the courtyard, and the years are good and good year after year. ”

Qing Xihuan's heart, which was just a little better, heard Dong Chuchen's dream words and shattered into slag again, the country was ruined, his promise to the people, and his promise to Yan's return were all in vain, and there was nothing.

Thinking so, Qing Xihuan cried in a loud voice. The crying was silent, but it woke up Dong Chuchen who was lying on his lap, and as soon as Dong Chuchen raised his head, Qing Xihuan's tears dripped in the corners of Dong Chuchen's eyes, as if Dong Chuchen was crying.

"What's wrong?" Dong Chuchen got up and asked Qing Xihuan gently.

"What's the matter with you!" Qing Xihuan wiped away his tears, his crying red eyes glared at Dong Chuchen, and before he could cry properly, he was suddenly hugged tightly by Dong Chuchen's backhand.

"Good. I'm here. ”

Dong Chuchen gently patted Qing Xihuan's back, leaned on top of Qing Xihuan's head, and said with a slight trembling.

"Don't hate me, okay? I don't hate me, even if everyone hates me, I hope there is no you in this. ”

Dong Chuchen's voice was extremely weak, almost pleading.

Qing Xihuan lay on Dong Chuchen's chest, listening to Dong Chuchen's violent heartbeat and feeling the hot body temperature, his heart ached at the moment.

What the hell are you doing! He's an old enemy!

Qing Xihuan broke away from Dong Chuchen's embrace, tried to restrain his emotions, and replied to Dong Chuchen without saltiness, "From now on, we will be safe and do not invade each other, so it will be very good." ”

Dong Chuchen's eyes flashed with rapid despair, but he laughed again.

"Good. He replied.

Qing Xihuan couldn't hold back something in his heart, and he always wanted to get the truth to be revealed, so he smacked his lips and asked with a sigh of relief, "You just chanted a poem in a dream, it's Shi Jinyu's poem." ”

Dong Chuchen froze in shock, he didn't expect to have a dream, and he was speechless for a long time.

"Have you seen Shi Jinyu, except for the ...... on the battlefield," Qing Xihuan asked in a low voice, and began to remember in his heart whether he had ever met Dong Chuchen and forgot it.

"Xi Huan, are you hungry? I'll ask Xiao Er to make a bowl of noodles, and we'll hurry when we're full. Dong Chuchen looked a little flustered, got up and prepared to walk out the door.

Just when Qing Xihuan was about to ask a question, there was a violent noise downstairs, followed by the sound of fighting, and after that, it was the shopkeeper Deng Deng Deng who ran upstairs, stood at the door and said loudly, "Second master!

Qing Xihuan's heart tightened, thinking that this Zheng Ji would cause trouble, in the past, he beat a vendor after getting drunk at most, and then he was locked up in prison for five days, and he didn't dare to beat people easily, but at this moment, he was causing trouble, he really thought that Shi Jinyu was dead, and no one cared about it, and this made trouble again.

"I'll go. Dong Chuchen said and walked out, Qing Xihuan took a step ahead and ran downstairs barefoot.

As soon as he rushed downstairs, he saw a strict group of elites standing outside the door, a burly man in armor and holding a long knife standing with his back to the tavern, and the long knife was still stained with blood dripping down.

The man heard someone coming downstairs behind him, turned around, and looked at Qing Xihuan and Dong Chuchen with a fierce face.

"Oh, it's the king of Pingdong, and the last general Dong Jian will see the prince. The general named Dong Jian did not bow down, but only saluted with his hands, and slammed the long knife in his hand on the ground with a crisp sound.

Qing Xihuan saw the faces of the people who came clearly, and also saw the five corpses separated from the corpses on the ground, the familiar face of Zheng Ji, who was staring with wide eyes, still holding the jade pendant in his hand, clutching it tightly.