The sun is setting in the west, and twilight is rising.

Lanterns were lit in the courtyard, one in two steps, and the courtyard was lit up as if it were in the daytime.

Candlelight flickered everywhere in the inn, and yellow candlelight sprinkled on everyone's faces.

There was a wind blowing.

The cool breeze that Northland usually kills seems to have softened a little in the warm candlelight.

The sound of the imminent curfew sounded, Zhao Sichen stood up and said, "The curfew is about to be curfew, go back now, so as not to be anxious later——。

Yang Jun is very strict under the rule, let's not add trouble to him, lest it be difficult for him. ”

Wei Qianlang said "um", which was an answer.

Sun Guanyu heard that the two of them were about to leave, so he hurriedly stood up, fanned his elegant fan with landscape paintings, and said, "General Wei, I'll send you back-"

Wei Qianlang glanced at Sun Guanyu and did not answer.

Zhao Sichen glanced at Wei Qianlang and said with a smile: "I'll send it, just go out for a walk and consume food." ”

Sun Guanyu looked at Zhao Sichen, then at Wei Qianlang, waved his hand, let the people waiting on the side retreat, and said with a smile: "It's okay, there is Boss Zhao." ”

If Sun Guanyu can't see that the two of them want to be alone at this time, then he can't be the Sun family.

Zhao Sichen was seen through by Sun Guanyu, but he was not ashamed or annoyed, he said goodbye to Sun Guanyu generously, and then got up and pushed Wei Qianlang out of the door.

Out of the gate, the cool breeze was blowing.

Although it is summer, the temperature difference between morning and evening is very large, and the evening breeze is cool.

Zhao Sichen sighed: "I didn't expect the summer night to be so big. ”

Wei Qianlang said with a smile: "It's nothing. You haven't seen a winter day in the Northland, and the wind is terrible. Blowing on the face, it's like a knife cut. ”

"It's so cold in the Northland?"

Zhao Sichen grew up in Jiangnan and never went to the north.

Although I have often heard of the bitter cold in the north, I have never experienced it firsthand.

Wei Qianlang said with a smile: "No, the snow in winter can not stop for the next night." When I woke up the next day, I saw that the snow was knee-deep. ”

"You have to clear the snow every day, otherwise you won't even be able to get out of front of your house."

"The sentry is watching at night, but you must not fall asleep, it is dangerous to fall asleep."

"The most troublesome thing is the sores on my hands and feet, and my fingers are swollen like turnips. If you go into the house, or if you have a fire, it hurts and itches, and it is unbearable. ”

"Not to mention the hands and feet, even the head must be tightly wrapped, especially the ears, must not be exposed, otherwise, it will be frozen......"

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Zhao Sichen listened quietly for a while, and said abruptly: "Do you regret it?" ”

I regret giving up the pampered life in Daqing City.

regretted that his identity changed from the honorable third prince of Wei to a small Wei general in the north.

Except for General Pu and Yang Junshou, no one knows his true identity.

regrets staying away from Daqing City, although there are fewer disputes, but they can't always earn a thing or two with the eldest princess and the second prince in front of the saint.

Wei Qianlang thought about it and said with a smile: "I don't regret it, I think it's good." ”

"The environment in the Northland is so difficult, and I don't regret it?"

Wei Qianlang said: "I used to hear my grandfather say that he drank a lot of wine and ate meat in the north, was born and died with his brothers, and fought wits and courage with jackals, tigers and leopards......

At that time, I was already yearning.

Now I can finally experience this kind of life -

Although it is not as comfortable as living in Daqing City, it is far away from the struggle in the palace.

Aloof...... People and things that make me unhappy......"

Wei Qianlang paused, thought about it carefully, laughed, and said, "I think it's good." Now I feel comfortable, and I can drive away the enemy and sweep away the road bandits, which is good. ”

Besides, the battle with the eldest princess doesn't have to be in Daqing City.

Jumping out of the predicament, on the contrary, can recuperate.

He frequently made military achievements, his prestige in the army continued to rise, and his influence in Beicheng gradually increased.

This is something that no one can take away.

After Wei Qianlang finished speaking, he fell into silence.

The only bad thing is that there are people in Daqing City that he misses......

Zhao Sichen was also silent for a while, and then said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, I'll go back and make you a few padded jackets, so that you can wear warm clothes, even if the weather is cold." ”

Wei Qianlang said: "I still have a few boxes of leather goods, all of which are good furs, and I will send them to you when I go back, and you can take them back to Daqing City." ”

"Then Grandpa Guo is very happy, he has muttered several times, saying that the quality of the leather you gave last time is very good, and the clothes made are warm to wear in winter......

The streets are not wide, and can only accommodate two or three people in parallel.

Most of the houses on both sides are adobe houses.

Gradually the candlelight lit up.

From time to time, various sounds were heard in the house.

There is the sound of a dog barking, sometimes high and sometimes low. was reprimanded by the master, and quickly lowered it, turning into a barely audible babbling.

There is the sound of a mother calling her child to eat, one after another, a little impatient, and there is a strong care.

There are also two couples who are eating and chatting in the house. Through the cracks in the door and the root of the wall, only a few words are exposed, all kinds of trivial and interesting things in the streets and alleys.

Zhao Sichen slowly pushed Wei Qianlang forward, and the two of them suddenly quieted down.

An inexplicable meaning slowly flowed between the two people.

No one is willing to break this quiet and peaceful atmosphere.

Suddenly, Zhao Sichen felt that his shoulder was lightly smashed by a small object.

She looked up in confusion.

A cold, cold thing, a click dripped on her forehead.

Zhao Sichen raised his hand suspiciously, and two fingers as thin as green onions pinched something like a grain of sand from the top of his forehead, but it was cold and cold, and melted into water in the middle of his fingers.

It is airless and odorless, as if it were clean water.

Zhao Sichen said the doubts in his heart.

Wei Qianlang said with a smile: "It's water." Although it is late spring and early summer, it is cold at night in the Northland, with occasional ice particles falling, bringing a light rain. ”

Sure enough, more raindrops fell from the sky.

If Zhao Sichen was walking alone, this raindrop would be nothing to her.

But Wei Qianlang is injured-

She hurriedly pushed Wei Qianlang to avoid the eaves on the side, and without noticing for a while, she pressed over a small dirt pit.

Wei Qianlang snorted "hmm".

Zhao Sichen hurriedly bypassed the back of the wheelchair, walked around to Wei Qianlang, squatted down slightly and asked, "Are you okay?" What about the wound? ”

Wei Qianlang was shaken just now, and it was estimated that he shook to the crack in his chest, and a thin layer of cold sweat immediately broke out on his forehead.

But seeing Zhao Sichen squatting in front of him, his white little face was full of care, and his eyes were a little flustered-

He hurriedly swallowed the pain that almost overflowed from his lips, and said in a dumb voice, "It's okay-"

"I'll see—" Zhao Sichen whispered, lightly pressing his hand on Wei Qianlang's chest, and asked, "Does it hurt here?" ”

Zhao Sichen's little head lowered, and Wei Qianlang saw Zhao Sichen's black and bright hair, and two small white and tender earlobes, trembling slightly in front of his eyes-

The ghost made a miracle, Wei Qianlang raised his hand and gently pinched Zhao Sichen's small white and tender earlobe-

The soft touch of the fingertips, as well as the faint fragrance of the girl's body......

Wei Qianlang's head was a little dizzy, and the rotation of his head seemed to be a thousand times slower, and he thought in a trance, it turned out that her earlobes were so soft and tender.

Zhao Sichen didn't move, his hand was gently placed on Wei Qianlang's chest, as if he was still helping him check his injuries.

But the movements of his hands slowed down, his body stiffened, and his heart beat wildly.

Zhao Sichen heard the gurgling sound in his head, and the blood in his whole body was like a river rushing, roaring and surging towards his head.

The heart on the left side of the chest of the body first stopped beating, and then "plopped" violently, I don't know whether it was a great shock or crazy joy.

A tingling stream began at the small earlobe and slashed through the body and flowed into the beating heart.

Zhao Sichen's hands and feet were soft, and he wanted to stand up on his knees, but he couldn't even move a finger, and for the first time he lost the dexterity and vigilance of a martial arts practitioner.

Wei Qianlang's whole body seemed to be concentrated in his fingers, and he felt the coldness and tenderness under his hands, which quickly turned into boiling volcanic mudstone.

He seemed to be immersed in the scorching mud, and he couldn't even breathe.

I didn't dare to let go of my chest and inhale, for fear of blowing away the white greasy mass in front of me.

Wei Qianlang turned his brain with difficulty, thinking that if he touched such a delicate earlobe, he should pinch it, knead it-

He thought so, and he did.

Wei Qianlang's fingertips strained slightly-

Zhao Sichen trembled violently and opened his mouth: "You, you, what are you doing......"

She thought her voice was loud and justified.

But the voice came out of his mouth, but it was almost inaudible, like a mosquito moaning.

Boss Zhao, who was invincible in Daqing City and had never shown his delicate side, was like an ordinary little daughter's family for the first time, and his face was flushed with shame.

Obviously, as soon as his body moved, he could stay away from Wei Qianlang.

But she seemed to be pinched by seven inches, and her body was difficult to move half a step.

Zhao Sichen didn't dare to look up at Wei Qianlang, and his subordinates used a little strength to push Wei Qianlang's chest.

Wei Qianlang seemed to be wrung up from the scorching mud, took a deep breath, and let go of two fingers.

Zhao Sichen's heart was beating violently, and he wanted to gasp for air, but he didn't dare.

As soon as Wei Qianlang's fingers loosened, she hurriedly turned her head, stood up, and took two steps back sharply, not daring to get close to Wei Qianlang again.

Two people, one stood and turned his head to look at the street, and the other looked down at the end of the alley, standing silently for a long time.

Until the cool breeze blew slowly at night, it seemed to blow away the heat on the forehead and cheeks, and blew it so thin that the two people couldn't dissolve, and it seemed to have become a silk ambiguous feeling-

Zhao Sichen took a deep breath, turned around, and said casually: "The rain has stopped, let's go." ”

Wei Qianlang's eyes were half-drooping, and he said "hmm", and when he responded, he calmly looked at the alley in front of him.

If it weren't for the dullness of his eyes, he wouldn't be able to see any difference from his usual life.

In the eyes of the secret guard in the shadows, it was just Zhao Sichen squatting down to help Wei Qianlang check the wound, and Wei Qianlang touched Zhao Sichen's earlobe.

Even the superhuman observation and professionally trained dark guards can't see the upside down between the two people's hearts.

It took a while for the Dark Guard to notice something was different.

After thinking about it for a while, I understood: Little Third Master and Miss Zhao, why don't you chat?

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Zhao Sichen sent Wei Qianlang to the gate of the county guard mansion, and the housekeeper guards of the county guard mansion had already greeted him.

Zhao Sichen declined the invitation to invite her to sit in the house, and said softly to Wei Qianlang: "I'm going back." ”

Wei Qianlang nodded hurriedly.

Naturally, the dark guard will follow.

Zhao Sichen took two steps, stopped, looked back and smiled: "It's rare to come to the Northland, I want to stay in the Northland for two more months." ”

Wei Qianlang raised his head and saw Zhao Sichen standing under the huge lantern of the county guard's mansion, the faint yellow light sprinkled on her face, lined with a face like a crown of jade, skin like congealed fat, like a hibiscus flower blooming slowly under the lamp.

Wei Qianlang's heart jumped, and then he was ecstatic.

He couldn't suppress the upward arc of the corners of his mouth, and nodded heavily: "Hmm! ”