The gray-clothed girl raised her head, revealing a pink face under the brim of her ear-covering hat.

When her face was not revealed, she was just a gray and dry point on this golden grassland, once this face was revealed, her whole person became bright and vivid, like a red and blue flower under the **.

"Ati, fruit...... Sure enough, it's you, ah, no, I, I didn't know it was you," Ji Congee's excited hands trembled slightly, and he even stammered when he spoke, "If I had known it was you just now, I would have let you." ”

"What are these words?" Timilona raised her eyebrows and reprimanded, "If you lose, you lose, and I Timilona is not as good as others, and I am not unconvinced." If you want to let me, what am you to me? ”

"I'm sorry." Ji Congee said angrily, "I can't speak, don't be angry." The last sentence was soft, with a hint of pleading.

Timirona looked at him with a dejected look, sneered, and rode forward, "I'm not angry. She said with a smile, but the next moment when Ji Congee was happy, she sent him to hell again, "Who are you, worthy of my anger for you?" ”

"Tsk," Qu Yu opened the tent curtain and walked in, leaning on the pillar and shaking his head and looking at his sister, "It's really reluctant, my sister can also be fascinated by the boy?" ”

Timirona glanced at the plover and let go of Xiaobai in the copper basin. Xiaobai jumped out, paced to the canal plover, shook the water on the fur, and shook the dripping water droplets all over the canal plover.

"Ah," Qu Yu jumped up and said angrily, "Xiaobai who has no conscience, this is my new robe." ”

"Who told you to come to me and talk nonsense?" Timilona sneered, took a large scarf, wrapped Xiaobai from beginning to end, and wiped it carefully. The white scarf fell, revealing Xiaobai's beautiful head, and a pair of dark eyes with some enchantment.

Qu Yu bent down, teased Xiaobai, and asked casually, "Don't you like Ji Congee?" Xiaobai whined, opened his mouth to bite his finger, but he flashed quickly.

"No, it won't." Timilona looked up, "He's like a younger brother - the last time I didn't see him was because I was angry; Today, I think he's cute. ”

"Brother—" Qu Yuan scoffed, "this is not the answer that Ji Congee likes to hear!" ”

When the Huns in the forest steppe were caught in a grand carnival, Liu Danru of the Jing clan was giving birth in his tent.

As the qu plover passed through the grassland, he heard a Hun girl whispering in the ear of her companion, "...... Jing Yan has been tossing for a day, haven't you been born yet? ”

"Yes." Her companion's eyebrows fluttered, and there was pride in her eyes, "Shan Yu's children are born strong, and Han girls are weak, so it naturally takes a lot of work." ”

Qu Yu only felt a wave of anger rush to his heart, and suddenly reprimanded, "What nonsense are you talking about? The voice was so hot that the two girls were startled, and they hung their heads and didn't dare to say more.

Qu Yu pulled a man over and asked, "Where is Shan Yu now?" ”

"Shan Yu," the man smiled heartily and **, "he is in the account of the Zahua clan." ”

Jing Yan's style is weak and lovely, she has always been single in ** love, several Yan Shi has always disliked her, and now she has a difficult birth, Zha Hua Yan will naturally do everything possible to pester Shan Yu and not let him go to visit.

Qu Yu looked at the bonfire lit in the city of Jiaolin, night fell, the Huns sang and danced on the grassland, there was laughter and laughter everywhere, no one remembered to ask the gardenia-like weak and beautiful Han woman, is she safe?

Qu Plover stepped on his beloved horse and galloped in the night, and the gardenias in the south of the Yangtze River gradually withered in the bloody night, and no one asked.

Hearing a low cry and ** in a trance, Qu Yu raised his head blankly, only to realize that he didn't know when he passed Jing Yan's tent.

A Han female slave girl dressed in Xiongnu costumes leaned on the door of the tent and cried bitterly, "The Yan clan has shed a lot of blood, please help me!" ”

"What can we do?" The voice of the Huns in front of the tent was helpless and cold, "Jing Yan's dystocia, and we can't help her give birth." ”

The night breeze blew through the scorching forehead of the plover, and the plover stood outside the tent for a while before turning around.

Timirona was reading a book with a plum under the tent lamp, and was taken aback when she saw her brother Qu Ou who opened the tent and came in, "Brother," smirked and stepped back, "Sister didn't offend you today, did she?" ”

"You come with me." Qu Yuan grabbed her headless and brainless way.

Timilona was carried by him on her horse, and galloped through most of the forest. When she looked up and saw the brightly lit tent, she instantly became clear, and looked back at Qu Yuan, "Brother," her eyes were complicated.

"You go in and accompany her on her last journey!" Qu Yu pushed her, looking sad.

Timirona walked to the front of the tent, and the old Hun woman stopped her, "Ati is secondary, the lord of the household is a man who is very ignorant and ignorant, can't you tell the severity?" ”

- If an unmarried daughter visits a pregnant woman, there will be a bloody disaster.

Timilona held the curtain and hesitated for a moment, then heard the low ** in the tent, biting her lip and lifting the curtain to enter.

Lots and lots of blood.

Timilona never imagined that so much blood could flow out of a person's body. And Liu Danru was lying in a pool of blood, his face pale into a kind of dead ash, like a blood lotus.

"How so?" Timirona couldn't bear to ask.

"It is also iniquity." Shan Li sighed, "As the saying goes, the pregnancy in October, but half a month has passed since the Jing family's fetus, and the doctor of the Han family brought it to induce labor with medication has become like this." ”

"Artie," Liu Danru saw her, and fragile joy flashed in her dying eyes, "You're here?" ”

"Hmm." Timirona stepped forward to take her hand and comforted, "Don't worry, it's a nightmare, just go to sleep." ”

"Hmm." Liu Danru nodded happily, an eighteen-year-old girl, more than a year after coming to the Huns, only at this time, her expression was simply like a child, innocent and happy, "I had a long dream!" ”

She pursed her lips, closed her eyes, and muttered.

"Dad, mother, Danru has been looking forward to you coming to dream, why don't you want me?"

"I don't like it at all."

"Danru, I really want to go home."

The midwives and doctors of the Huns withdrew from the tent and shook their heads with a sigh.

Qu Plover sat on the horse far away, saw it, and tilted his head to force the tears back.

People should just accept their fate.

The gardenia in the south should be swaggering in the smoke and rain of the south, if it is transplanted to the north where the wind is cold to the bone, it will not escape the fate of the fragrance and the jade after all.

Inside the tent, Timirona looked at the pale and haggard girl on the couch who was on the verge of death, and her heart was so sad that she shed a string of tears.

The man lying on the couch folded his hands on his towering belly, his expression serene, his lips twitching.

Timilona couldn't hear her clearly, so she lowered her head and asked, "What are you talking about?" ”

Then she heard the girl's soft singing:

"Cross the Longtou water and get out of the jade gate. Once out of the plug, don't care about me. ”

This is a "Out of the Stopper Song" often sung by the Han people.

Timirona felt something in her heart and sang softly with her, "Cross the Longtou Water and go out of the Jade Gate." Once out of the plug, don't care about me. Outside the plug in August, the grass is golden. Zhibi Gaogang, looking at his hometown. ”

Outside the plug in August, the grass is golden.

Zhibi Gaogang, looking at his hometown.

Ban Ma Xiao Xiao, the flag fluttering.

Fold the willow in the flute, and sleep and hold the saddle.

The boy went out of the plug, Le Ming gave the Yue, and the snow was full of bows and knives.

The daughter was out of the jam, and she died, still looking forward to her hometown.

Horse test in March, condor shooting in May.

Drink alcohol in July and blow pipes in September.

All year round, look at my Chang'an.

The north goose returns to the south, and the fox dies on the hill,

If things are like this, how can people be worthy?

Buried in the mountains, looking at my hometown,

I don't see my hometown, and I cry.

Who has no parents, who has no hometown?

Can you not get out of the plug? Who's out of the plug?

……

The fragrant breeze in the fairy hall is fine, the curtain is light, and the sound of the horizontal blowing is faint and tactful, Mrs. Qi sings skillfully and softly, and her voice is soft**, as if a roll of light yarn slowly falls to the ground, and a song "Out of the Stopper" is sung to the emotional place, turning over and chanting, and the eyes are slightly red, "Buried in the mountains, looking at my hometown, not seeing my hometown, tears stained." Who has no parents, who has no hometown? Can you not get out of the plug? Who's out of the plug? ”

"Good, good." Liu Bang slapped his hands and smiled, "Ai Ji's song "Out of the Stopper" is really good, and I have a kinship to listen to it!" ”

Mrs. Qi walked to Liu Bang's side, "Your Majesty praises falsely." Hao peeled a chestnut and put it in Liu Bang's mouth, and said with a smile, "It's just a joke." ”

"Your Majesty." He Guan hurriedly climbed the immortal steps and said, "Prime Minister Xiao Cheng is asking to see you in the outer hall." ”

"What's wrong?" Liu Bang stood up in shock, and a wind blew from the sleeves of his dark shirt.

"Your Majesty,"

"—the substitute is reversed!"