The two armies faced each other, separated by an extremely open land.

Wei Jinghong stood proudly on his horse in armor, even though he was forty years old, his figure was still tall and burly.

"Phew!"

Shen Miaoyan reined in the white horse not far from him, and raised a large cloud of dust in front of the horse's hooves.

Wei Jinghong held a spear in his hand, and in the early summer morning sun, he smiled handsomely: "I haven't seen you for a few months, but Tianjue is getting more and more energetic." ”

"Wei Jinghong, now that you and I meet, it is no longer yesterday's father-daughter relationship, and you don't have the face to call me by my name anymore." Shen Miaoyan raised her chin slightly, "I just ask you, is my cousin treating you well?" ”

Wei Jinghong chuckled, "It's good." ”

"Then why did you betray him again?!" Shen Miaoyan smiled coldly, "You are worthy of him!" ”

Wei Jinghong closed his eyes slightly, breathed in the dry air in the northwest of Wei, and after a long silence, he finally opened his eyes: "Tianjue, many things are not as simple as you think. I act in my own way, and I have my own rules. The death of your mother, I can't help but die. Without Zheng'er, I have been struggling for half my life, and I only want to seek the throne and set foot in the Chu State to vent my hatred! ”

For thousands of days and nights when she was gone, he was alone in the lights and couldn't sleep.

The once timid and cowardly boy of the Wei family, for his beloved woman, ambushed and killed Li Xiong, who coveted her, he still remembered the feeling of cutting Li Xiong's neck with a sword, that was the first time his hands were stained with blood.

And now, that cowardly young man is already a powerful man in the Wei Kingdom, he has hundreds of thousands of iron horsemen who can cross the mountains, cross the narrow sea, and set foot on all the countries that want to be leveled.

However, even if he won the world, the woman he loved had died in the distant state of Chu.

She and him, separated by the warm smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, across the boundless grassland, across the cold wind and sand of the Great Wei, and across the stormy narrow sea.

She is separated from him by thousands of rivers and mountains, and even now she is separated from life and death.

I won't see it anymore......

Shen Miaoyan stared at him, and the thousands of thoughts in his heart turned into a cold and decisive decision as an emperor: "No matter what happened to you, you have betrayed your family and country after all." Wei Jinghong, between the two of us today, one has to die! ”

The pure black sharp scimitar reflected the cruel brilliance, she jumped on her horse, and in front of the three armies, she fought with Wei Jinghong!

Wei Jinghong's face was expressionless, and he used his spear to hold her scimitar, and when he looked back, he saw that her amber glass eyes were pure and innocent, reflecting the bluest sky in northern Wei, just like he and Zheng'er, the first encounter......

It was also early summer, and the sky in northern Wei was as blue as freezing, like a huge jewel embedded in the dome.

A group of aristocratic teenagers from Daliang City, BMW brocade clothes, shouted and galloped through the downtown area, regardless of trampling on the people, competing with each other, and the originally bustling long street became more and more noisy and chaotic, and people turned over on their backs.

The old woman holding the vegetable basket was overturned to the ground by the horseshoe belt, and the group of teenagers roared past, and no one stepped forward to ask half a word.

The young man who slowly swallowed the reins at the end shrunk his neck, hesitated for a long time when he saw the old woman who couldn't get up, and just turned over and dismounted cautiously, he saw a red Luo soft sedan car parked on the side of the street.

A thin jade hand poked out from the sedan curtain, and the maid guarding outside the sedan chair immediately held the hand and opened the sedan curtain.

The young girl, wearing a red silk satin embroidered treasure flower cloak, has a round face, round eyes, slightly upturned cherry lips, and two small pear vortices embedded in her cheeks, which is indescribably beautiful and sweet.

She stepped on her deerskin boots, walked lightly in front of the old woman, and gently helped her up, "Mother-in-law, it was my friend who just rode by on horseback, and I will compensate you on his behalf. ”

Her voice is also very sweet, not like the girl in Weibei, but like a little beauty who came out of the picture scroll of the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

Wei Jinghong, who was only eight years old, stared blankly at the little fairy-like person, and couldn't help but shrink his neck, only to feel that he was like a defeated dog who couldn't get on the stage in front of him.

The little girl sent someone to send the old woman home, and turned to Wei Jinghong with a smile: "Brother Wei, do you also want to help the old woman?" steals your limelight, don't blame me! ”

As she spoke, she tilted her head inadvertently, her round eyes crooked with a smile.

The warm sun shone on her, and she was like a delicate and beautiful doll.

Wei Jinghong was shocked, and secretly said that this little fairy actually knew herself, this is really a blessing that she has cultivated in three lifetimes!

Do you want to come up and say hello to her?

Won't it be ridiculed?

What if she looks down on herself, maybe she doesn't speak to make him seem more cold and leveled?

He stood there thinking by himself, when the little girl suddenly stepped forward.

The six- or seven-year-old girl stood on tiptoe in the bustling long street and leaned into his ear, her voice soft and sweet: "Brother Wei, I am the little lord of the eldest princess's mansion, and my name is Zheng'er." My grandmother said that when we grow up, we will be husband and wife! ”

Wei Jinghong stared at her blankly, her eyes were amber, full of brilliance, pure and innocent.

At that time, they were too young to understand what it meant to be husband and wife, but because of the marriage contract, they felt closer to each other than others.

They grew up as childhood sweethearts, and when she was about to reach her birthday, they knew each other that their wedding date was approaching.

That winter, the snow in Wei was blowing one after another.

The son of the general's family held a plum blossom banquet in the villa outside Daliang City, and the two of them were also invited.

At that time, the elders of both sides were very relieved that the two of them went together, so Wei Jinghong specially drove the carriage and personally came to pick up Wei Zheng to go to the banquet.

The plum blossom banquet in the villa is exquisite and gorgeous, but Wei Zheng can't resist his playful temperament, so he wants to go to the plum garden to pick plum blossoms himself.

Wei Jinghong has always indulged her, so he happily accompanied her.

The warm pavilion was set high, and at that plum blossom banquet, all the teenagers who enjoyed the plum blossoms in the warm pavilion couldn't help but look at the red-clothed girl who was stepping on the snow and looking for plum blossoms.

She is very sweet, and when she laughs, she looks better than all the dancing girls combined, and is more gorgeous than the plum blossoms all over the mountain.

But such a good-looking little county lord did not belong to any of them, but only to the cowardly young man of the Wei family.

Those arrogant sons were jealous, and at the dinner party, they found an excuse and drove Wei Jinghong out of the villa.

Wei Jinghong didn't have the courage to resist, led a horse, and planned to return to Daliang City sullenly.

At this moment, Wei Zheng took the initiative to run out, grabbed his sleeve, and a pair of amber glass eyes were pure and bright: "Brother Wei, I'll go with you." ”

In the snowy and cold pine forest, Wei Jinghong looked at the girl who was as intimate as a little cotton jacket, and a fire seemed to be burning in his chest, hot and persistent.

To him, she is the light.

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