The weather was dry and cold, the sun was slanting down, the yellow tooth flag in front of the main tent was hunting and dancing in the biting cold wind, Shangguan stood clearly at the highest place behind the main tent, the cold air almost froze him, and on the snowy wilderness, the figure of Qianshan Twilight had long since disappeared.

"Why wasn't I the one who took you away?" he sighed softly, his voice dissipating into the boundless cold silence, and finally he felt that his heart was empty and unsettled.

On the twenty-seventh day of the twelfth month of the year of Gengzi, Duanwang Lin Shuo personally commanded 3,000 elite cavalry, attacked Banpo at night, annihilated nearly 10,000 troops stationed in the North Underworld, and then outflanked the general Fang Shun left and right, and smashed the military camp of Hezhou in the North Underworld, the commander Peng Shen was shot by crossbow arrows outside the camp tent, and the hussar general Fang Jue was captured alive.

Seeing that there was no hope, Meng Qing, the monarch of the Northern Underworld, wrote a letter of surrender, willing to surrender to Jinchuan, pay tribute every year, and cede five cities!

The good news was transmitted back to Chishui, Weizong was happy, and there were various rewards for Duanwangfu.

The only regret is the poison in Lin Yunmo, that kind of secret weapon is to make people kill with one move and seal their throats with blood, so the Northern Netherworld is also at a loss.

Shangguan Qingqing was named a messenger, and brought a letter of seal to Hezhou to do the handover, and in the snowy sky, he wore a light gray auspicious cloak, green velvet boots, and a big cyan umbrella, and walked heavily.

Although the weather is not good, but because of the cessation of the war, there is no killing, and it is approaching the end of the year, the people are going to the main street to buy New Year's goods, noisy, crowded, most of the shops on both sides of the forest are hung with flaming red lanterns, the red lanterns are swaying lightly in the goose feather snow, like a burning flame, the haze brought by the war is completely dispelled.

At this moment, the snow is falling more and more intensively, and in a moment, the green umbrella has been covered with a thin layer of edelweiss, he is walking slowly, and his ears seem to hear a crisp bell, his heart moves, and he stops to stay, with the crisp sound of the bell, there is a woman's yellow warbler-like pleasant laughter gradually approaching.

A gorgeous woman in a goose yellow cloak, panting from the pervasive snow and fog, there were many pedestrians, the road was cold and slippery, Shangguan Qingqing was afraid of being embarrassed by bumping into it, so she moved to the side of the road, she didn't think about what she was afraid of, as if she was running too quickly, the woman stepped on the ice with one foot, her feet slipped, poof, she fell on her back in front of Shangguan Qingqing, her sideburns were scattered, and her hair was also stained with snow foam, extremely embarrassed.

Shangguan Qingqing couldn't pretend to turn a blind eye, so he stretched out his hand to help her up, but he didn't want to, the woman got up from the ground with a bone, her face was impermanent and not half ashamed, she patted the snow foam on her body, and raised her eyes to look at Shangguan Qingqing.

was stunned for a moment, the man in front of him was as clear as fat jade, his eyebrows were picturesque, and the eye-catching cinnabar mole in the middle of the hall reflected him like a fairy, which was three points more handsome than the cold-faced man who saved her a few days ago.

Her pretty face flushed, and she suddenly became restrained, and her hand with nowhere to put pulled the bell tied around her waist, and the bell made a crisp sound, and she stammered and asked: "That, my surname is Han, my name is Nuanzhi, dare to ask Gongzi's surname?"

The bell instantly made Shangguan Qingqing think of Qianshan Twilight, his originally stiff face softened, and he said lightly: "Yushu, borrow!" After saying that, he walked sideways and disappeared into the snow.

"Miss... Xiao Cui pulled away the crowd, panting like a cow and ran over, seeing Han Nuanzhi standing stunned in place, startled, and asked repeatedly: "Miss, Miss, what's wrong with you?"

"A humble gentleman, gentle as jade, probably just him!" Han Nuanzhi sighed at the snow mist.

"Miss, are you talking nonsense? Are you suffering from lovesickness? Aren't you still chanting the young man who saved you in the morning?" asked Xiao Cui in a daze.

"You just have lovesickness!" Han Nuanzhi sneered, she turned around lightly, and said with a sweet smile in a low voice: "Yushu, sure enough, it's Yushu Linfeng!"

Because some of the matters related to the transfer of the city-state with the Jinchuan State were all in the responsibility of the national teacher Han Dong, Han Nuanzhi never left Hezhou, and she never gave up looking for the young man, until today she met the man named Yushu.

A heart is completely fallen!

In the evening, the wind and snow were too great, and the day and the twilight of the thousand mountains could only temporarily go to a ruined temple to take refuge, and in the middle of the night, the wind roared, and the snow flakes had turned into small ice particles crackling and slapping on the broken door of the temple, and the back of the hands of the thousand mountains and twilight had frostbite, and the pain was unbearable.

During the day, I found some firewood, lit a bonfire, and put the steamed buns I brought by the fire.

In the dim firelight, the statue of Sakyamuni in the hall has already fallen with dust, the tattered offering table is an upside-down incense burner, the incense ash is sprinkled on a table, and the curtain of the pillar is also torn to the ground, which shows that this broken temple has been abandoned for many years.

"Princess. Bai Tian handed the baked steamed bun to Qianshan Twilight, and stopped talking.

"Say everything you haven't said!" said Qianshan Twilight, taking in the dilemma of the day, and said clearly.

"Princess, do you know everything"? Bai Tian asked uneasily, at first he didn't say it, because he didn't think it was important, but now he didn't say it, because he saw that Qianshan Twilight was already covered in bruises, and he couldn't bear to let her add more pain.

"The thorn tree you mentioned, I have seen some of them in a book, but a few pages are damaged, and I don't know what happened later, you can tell me all of them, I can bear it!" said Qianshan Twilight in a low voice.

Bai Tian said ruthlessly: "Although the flower of thorns can detoxify, it will also eat away at the memories of ordinary people, the more people and things you care about, the more completely it will eat, this is too cruel for the princess, and the subordinates are really sorry for the princess!"

I didn't feel how much pain my leg felt when I was running around on the horse, but now I sat down quietly, I found that my leg hurt almost heartbreaking, she smiled indifferently, "As long as he lives, it doesn't matter if he remembers me or not!"

"However, now that your identity is unknown, once there is a slight difference, it will really be life-threatening, why don't you go to the clan first and restore your princess status, okay?" said anxiously during the day.

"It's too late!" Chiyama Twilight shook her head, she endured the pain from the wound, sweat oozing from the corners of her forehead, and her face gradually changed color.

Bai Tian hurriedly took out a black pill from the baggage he brought, and was worried: "Princess, take this medicine first, the pain will be lighter." ”

Qianshan Twilight took the pill and took it with the water in the skin, and the pain slowly eased, and she said with a sad face: "Your medicine is so bitter, it's too unpalatable, what do you use to make it?"

Scratching his head during the day, he smiled and said, "The subordinates still don't say it, so as not to make the princess afraid!"