In the blink of an eye, it had been nearly a month since Xiao Xuanchen, the lord of Wuyang, went out to quell the rebellion of the Zha Manbu, and he still didn't seem to have returned. At this time, late autumn has arrived, and the weather is as cold as a day. The cold wind from the north blew through the prairie, slowly changing the hue of the field, and the green gradually faded into yellow. Wenkoll snuggled quietly in the embrace of the prairie, the smell of pasture decay wafted in the air, and the slaves shepherding sheep in the distance sang loudly, one high and one low, echoing each other from afar.

Felt bags one after another, white is the residence of the nobles, yellow is the tent of the slaves, black is the territory of the warriors, some of these beautiful colors are arranged more neatly, some are mixed together, large and small, each with its own characteristics, the major families in order to distinguish their own territory to the tent to decorate their own family logo, or on the tent to plant the family flag. From a high vantage point, these tents look like flowers blooming on the Vozra steppes, blooming and swaying in the wind.

Zhuang Meiyan's location at this time is the highest place in the whole Wenkoer, there is an ancient tree planted here, no one knows its exact age, it is said that it was planted by the blood wolf king himself, the trunk is straight and thick, two people can barely hug it, the canopy is lush and covered into an umbrella, the leaves have begun to wither yellow, and they keep falling with the wind, the bark is cracked, crawling with brown moss, showing the world the countless winds and frosts it has experienced.

Zhuang Meiyan sat under the tree, holding a small red cloth in one hand and a needle in the other, but her eyes were looking into the distance, her eyes were gentle, and her thoughts seemed to have drifted far, far away.

"Hey!" suddenly someone jumped out from behind the tree and shouted.

Zhuang Meiyan was startled, and couldn't help but scream, it turned out that the needle in her hand accidentally pierced her fingertips in a panic, and small blood beads immediately oozed out, she frowned slightly, and her face showed pain.

The man who came was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy in red, and the mischievous smile had not yet faded from his face, and was replaced by panic in an instant. He looked at Zhuang Meiyan nervously, looking a little overwhelmed.

Zhuang Meiyan put her fingers in her mouth and sucked gently, she glanced at the child, deliberately kept a straight face, and finally couldn't bear it, and laughed.

The young man in red saw Zhuang Meiyan's eyes overflowing with a smile, and his hanging heart was finally put down, and he suddenly regained the liveliness of the child. He took out a large handful of red wild fruits from his arms, stacked them in front of Zhuang Meiyan, and said sincerely: "Oh, this is what I just picked back from the ravine, sweet and sour, but delicious!"

He saw that Zhuang Meiyan didn't mean to eat it, so he reached out and pinched a fruit and put it in his mouth, chewing it and said vaguely: "I don't lie to you, if you don't eat it, forget it." ”

The child spoke very aggressively, and did not take her identity as a queen in his eyes at all, and Zhuang Meiyan did not care. This child was met under this tree more than 20 days ago, when the child had a wheezing attack, and it was Zhuang Meiyan who saved him, but the child didn't even say a word of thanks, and secretly ran away. In the past few days, she has nothing to do when she has nothing to do, she will sit under the tree, or meditate, or do needlework, leisurely.

The child would often appear quietly, but usually from a distance, and when she noticed that the child was watching her, he would be like a frightened rabbit, hiding between the tents in the distance, and he would not know where to go. Slowly, she had gotten used to the child's almost eccentric behavior, and always smiled tolerantly.

This time, the child took the initiative to greet her, which was very unexpected to her, and she didn't know how to deal with it for a while. Seeing the child bow his head and munch, his fair face was quietly dyed with a layer of red. Zhuang Meiyan smiled slightly, put down the needlework in his hand, pinched a wild fruit and put it in his mouth, the taste was really sour and sweet, and there was still a feeling of heat in the stomach, which had a unique flavor.

Somehow, from this child's body, she vaguely saw the shadow of Xiaobai five years ago, but Xiaobai is not as shy as him, and that guy's face is also unparalleled in the world. Thinking of this, Zhuang Meiyan's face couldn't help but smile, and at the same time, a sense of loss flashed in her heart, that guy is okay now!

The young man in red secretly raised his eyes to look at her, and then muttered, "What are you embroidering?"

He looked curiously at her embroidery, with a piece of red cloth stretched on the flower support, embroidered with a cute little tiger, only a few stitches away from the end. After all, the boy is a child's temperament, and he can't help but like the exquisite patterns, and even touched the top of the tiger's head.

"What are these? such small shoes!" The young man saw that there were a lot of small things in the sewing box beside Zhuang Meiyan, and he became more and more curious, he took out a tiger head shoe and put it in the palm of his hand, tentatively put two fingers, and suddenly couldn't help laughing.

"Who can wear it? It's too small!"

Zhuang Meiyan patiently replied: "Naturally, only very young children can wear them! When you were young, your mother would also make you such small shoes." ”

The young man in red looked gloomy and said in a low voice, "Hmm." My mom would do the same, she embroidered flowers to attract butterflies, and fish to attract cats. She also likes to sit under the big tree when she embroiders, and when she embroiders, she will look into the distance and smile, and she will smile unconsciously - my mother rarely laughs, only then will she smile, she smiles so beautifully. ”

"My mom laughs better than you – you smile beautifully, but you can't laugh as well as my mom. The teenager added,

Zhuang Meiyan naturally didn't care about verbal faux pas with a child, but just smiled silently.

"By the way, are you thinking of someone? Do you want it to help you get the word on?" the boy recklessly pointed to the tree beside him.

Wuyang people believe that the big tree knows all the secrets of nature, it knows the sun, the moon, the wind, the older the tree, the stronger the ability, if you pray for your relatives in the distance under the tree, it will help you bring your words to the wind to the relatives in the distance.

Zhuang Meiyan didn't know how to explain to this child, so she had to smile and say "um".

The young man in red didn't seem to care if Zhuang Meiyan wanted to answer him, he seemed to have saved up his words for a long time, and he relaxed after he finished speaking in one breath. After a moment of silence, the young man twisted his hands together with some restraint, raised his eyes to look at the still dense canopy, and whispered, "Tomorrow, I'm leaving!"

This sentence is still so abrupt, just like the appearance of this child. Zhuang Meiyan saw the loneliness in the child's eyes, and felt a little unbearable, so she casually picked up the pair of tiger head shoes and handed them to him, saying, "Since you like to give them to you." ”

The young man in red was flattered, took it carefully, and smiled happily, he still didn't even say the word "thanks", Zhuang Meiyan was no longer surprised.

Zhuang Meiyan suddenly frowned, and gently pressed her lower abdomen with her right hand, looking a little painful.

"What's wrong with you?" asked the young man in red, sensitively sensing her abnormality.

Zhuang Meiyan shook his head and said, "It's okay, it may be that I've been sitting for a long time and I'm a little uncomfortable, you can help me." ”

The young man in red obediently helped her up and leaned against the trunk of the tree, he felt Zhuang Meiyan's body trembling slightly, as if he was enduring something, he looked up in confusion and saw that fine sweat had oozed from Zhuang Meiyan's face, and his expression was obviously painful. This made the young man even more at a loss, he looked around, but inadvertently saw a little red on the white robe under Zhuang Meiyan, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Alas! You are bleeding!"

At this moment, the snow kite came running from afar and shouted excitedly, "Queen, Queen, the lord of the kingdom is coming back soon!"

Zhuang Meiyan's spirit was shocked, and in an instant, she was replaced by a painful look, and she groaned: "Snow kite, come quickly, quickly, go to the great witch doctor." ”

Snow Kite came to Zhuang Meiyan's side, and was also shocked when she saw the scene in front of her, and hurriedly stepped forward to help her, and said in a loud voice: "This, what's going on? Queen! Queen! Aunt Suna, Aunt Suna, come quickly!"

Snow Kite is also an unmarried woman who has never experienced childbirth, but when she saw Zhuang Meiyan's lower body bleeding, she also knew that it was not a good sign, so she only felt her heart beating, and the joy on her face disappeared. Suna, who arrived later, saw that she could still hold on to this scene, and she also looked nervous, her sharp eyes swept over the small pile of red wild fruits under the tree, and her face suddenly changed greatly, and she said sharply: "Where did this fruit come from?

Zhuang Meiyan was puzzled, and nodded with difficulty, the sharp pain in her abdomen made her unable to speak.

Suna was anxious and angry, and said, "How can you eat indiscriminately? This is snake dragon fruit, this thing invigorates blood, and pregnant women are the most taboo to eat this." Quick, Snow Kite quickly called someone to carry the queen back to the tent, and quickly passed on to the great witch doctor. ”

After a while, the people brought Zhuang Meiyan back to the queen's tent, and only a bewildered young man stood there in a daze, looking into the distance.

The atmosphere around the queen's tent was tense, everyone looked cautious, and the slave girls gathered around the tent with trepidation, and the queen's groans of pain could be faintly heard inside. From time to time, people come out of it, holding blood-stained robes in their hands, or bringing out a basin of blood-stained blood, which makes people even more uneasy.

In the tent, only the great witch doctor was helping the queen to treat him, and the three people around the bed, Suna, Chunju and Snow Kite, and the other slave girls were all kicked out. Zhuang Mei's face on the bed was pale and weak, and the great witch doctor frowned, muttering something in his mouth.

"Queen, how is she?" asked Suna nervously.

"The child's strength is too weak, and the fetal breath is so weak, I'm afraid it's ......" The great witch doctor sighed and said, "I'm afraid it's going to be difficult to keep this child." ”

Chunju and Snow Kite were already so sad that they wept secretly, looking anxious but helpless. Although Suna was able to barely hold herself, she couldn't help but blame herself.

"It's all Suna's fault, these days I'm just busy going home to take care of my little son, ignoring the queen's body, and letting the queen eat something she shouldn't eat, it's Suna's fault. ”

Snow Kite also choked up and said: "It's the slave and maid who don't take good care of it, the queen said that she likes to be quiet alone, and doesn't let the slave and maid follow, if the slave and maid hold on, it would be good, and she shouldn't let the queen stay there by herself." ”

Chunju muttered anxiously, "What should I do now?"

Zhuang Meiyan struggled to lean on the futon, looked up at the great witch doctor, there was a resolute look in his eyes, and said softly: "You go out first, I have a few words to ask the great witch doctor." ”

Suna glanced at Zhuang Meiyan, hesitated for a moment, and then took Chunju and Snow Kite out of the tent.

"Great Witch Doctor, let me ask you, is my current condition really because of eating snake dragon fruit?" Zhuang Meiyan stared at the Great Witch Doctor and asked word by word.

The Great Witch Doctor looked hesitant.