Dreaming of juvenile things.

Everything in this world originates from fate, and this fate is unspeakable.

It can be love, it can be hate;

It can be love or hatred.

When the suffering is deep, it becomes a dream.

The dream is full of stories, and there is a young general and an infatuated lover in the story.

In that year, Mo Jun was awarded the title of general, and he was extremely honored and famous all over the world.

After the market restaurant and after tea and dinner, people talk about the name of Mojun, some people talk about his background, some people talk about his style, some people talk about his cultivation, and some people talk about his marriage.

"You say, although this general is only twenty years old, he can't say that he is big, but he is not too small, why hasn't he married a daughter-in-law yet? Isn't it just for the sake of sealing his wife and honoring the lintel? With the general's current status and status, which girl can't marry? I heard that many ministers in the DPRK and China are knocking on the side intentionally or unintentionally, testing whether the general has that idea, and when he blows up his own girl, all of them are fairies descending to earth, and the concubine is reincarnated, hahaha!"

"What do you know? The general naturally doesn't look down on these women, I heard that His Majesty wants to marry Princess Taiping to him, Princess Taiping knows that she is the little princess that is His Majesty's favorite! His Majesty's other daughters have arranged to marry and kiss, but he is reluctant to give up this little princess, and he has sent it out before, His Majesty immediately repented of it, and sent someone to chase him back, it is enough to see His Majesty's love for him, this will directly marry her to the general, and I don't need to say what it means, right?"

"That's it, I also heard that Princess Taiping is the daughter of Yang Guifei, she is very smart when she urinates, and now she is the same as her mother, that is called a national color and heavenly fragrance! ”

"That's it, hey, I really can't envy it, I can't envy it! What kind of blessing did you say this great general created in his last life, and he only cast a god in this life? To tell you the truth, when the general was in class, I also squeezed to the gate of the city to take a look at him, that heroic posture, tsk, if I were a woman, I would have promised it a long time ago!"

Everyone laughed, and some people mercilessly mocked: "Come on! Just your poor and sour appearance, the general can't look down on you!"

While a group of people were boasting, someone poured a scoop of cold water on their faces: "But...... I heard that the Great General refused His Majesty's offer of marriage. ”

There was silence, silence.

"What do you think the general is thinking? Could it be that he ran out of the monk's temple? After all these years in the barracks, he has grown his hair long? Hahaha!"

"Or does the general actually have a habit in that area?

"Hey, don't say it, I guess the general is a woman!"

Everyone gossiped and laughed obscenely.

That year was the peak of Mojun's limelight, and everyone in the world knew about it, and everyone talked about it.

Mei Sanniang also often heard the benefactors and sisters in the building talking about these interesting things, every time she would prick up her ears and eavesdrop quietly, hiding her face and snickering from time to time, and the corners of her mouth raised a cute arc. But after laughing, it was endless loneliness.

She hadn't seen Mo Jun for a long time, and even if she had some occasional chance, the latter would avoid it intentionally or unintentionally, and she realized that the young man who had quietly lived in her heart seemed to be deliberately alienating and avoiding her.

Or rather, he is just a passer-by, and he is just wishful thinking.

But Mei Sanniang often stared at the folded peach blossom fan, which was a token and an oath.

He won't lose, and she doesn't want to.

She knows that her sweetheart is a general under one person, and she is just a humble Qinglou Oiran, the identities of the two are too different and very different, but as long as Mo Jun does not marry a wife, then she has a chance, she does not believe that there will be a woman in the world who is more compatible with him than Princess Taiping.

For this reason, Mei Sanniang did a lot, and even did not hesitate to help her sweetheart's nemesis Yuwen, just for that unattainable dream;

But this switch is only a more desperate situation, and she will never forget the look in Mo Jun's eyes when she said that Sikong Wang was dead.

It had become her nightmare, like a lingering haze hanging over her, obscuring the shadow of the boy even more.

She thought that the two would have nothing to do with each other in the future, and she was willing to die in the palace of Wei Shengshao, but this marriage was a beautiful marriage.

Unexpectedly, God gave her mercy at the last moment.

Phoenix, phoenix, lock sycamore.

He held out a hand to her and shouted "Xiangjun, grab me";

He told her a lot of stories;

He stood in front of her, stumbling against the Darkiron heavy sword.

Then he said with a smile that he didn't dare to be in love, and he was afraid of a big dream.

It wasn't until this moment that Mei Sanniang finally understood the things she didn't understand, and she was not the only one who was cowardly.

The peach blossoms made of blood are brighter and redder than the wedding dress, but it's a pity that she can't see them anymore.

There are no peach blossoms in the world, and she will always be just plums.

Wu Ming's sword pressed down a few more points, and Mo Jun's back became more curved, seeing that the blow could be determined, but no one stepped forward to make up for the final blow.

The general is a beauty, the love of children is long, and in the dull years, she has never made an oath or a sweet word, and some are just unclear and undeclared.

Mei Sanniang hugged Mo Jun's arm, buried her face in the crook of his arm, and choked up.

"General, you haven't married a wife because ......"

"yes......"

"You refused Your Majesty's marriage because of ......"

"yes......"

"It's hard that you've been hiding from the slave family all these years because of ......"

Mo Jun smiled bitterly: "Yes...... I'm a coward. ”

Mei Sanniang suddenly smiled, tears appeared in the corners of her eyes, and her smile was like a flower, she already had the answer at this moment, that was enough, but in the place of death, it was far more happy than being born.

Mei Sanniang raised her face, wiped the autumn water from the corners of her eyes, and her eyebrows were crooked: "General, let's go, the slave family is satisfied." ”

Wu Ming roared: "Die!"

Click.

Mei Sanniang untied the white jade ring tied around her neck, gently hung it on Mo Jun's hand, and said with a smile: "This thing is back to you, the white jade is flawless, and you are just like it, stupid and stupid, but stupid and cute." ”

Wu Ming's face was hideous, and the tendons and flesh of his cheeks were shaking wildly: "Die!"

Click.

Mei Sanniang sat calmly on the ground, put her hands on her knees, glanced back at the fiery battlefield, and then slowly looked up at the sky, looking at the lonely moon in the sky, her eyes were confused.

"Providence, providence...... General, you told the slave family about this before, and the slave family didn't understand it very well, but now it seems to understand a little. ”

"That year, the peach blossom planted by you for me with your own hands, the general, I put it in the room, I want to wait, I want to watch, to see if it is really as you say, it will never be defeated. Mei Sanniang chuckled lightly and continued: "Maybe you don't know, this peach blossom is indeed not defeated, but it has long since become dim and has long faded in color. It is the slave family who has been feeding it with blood, so that today's flowers are undefeated. ”

"But this peach blossom is no longer the flower of the slave family, and the slave family can't wait for that day after all, and it is just a plum blossom after all. It's the flower of the slave family, and it's also the dream of the slave family, it's just ...... People say that plum blossoms are proud of snow and frost and endure for a long time, why do my plum blossoms can't withstand the devastation, but they have to cry in the snow?"

Click.

Wu Ming's sword slashed a few more points, and where the heavy ruler and the snow tread, a third crack appeared.

And Mo Jun's figure is still sinking.

Mei Sanniang also still looked at the sky and muttered to herself: "Maybe it's really as you said, the general, the will of heaven is unpredictable, and the will of heaven is also playing tricks on people, you are a fool, and the slave family is also a fool, a perfect match, fate, but no point." There is no difference between peach blossoms and plum blossoms, they are not flowers born in the same season after all, they cannot bloom together, cannot be appreciated together, and will not be defeated together. ”

"Although in that season, no one can compete with it, but it is just Gu Ying's self-pity and self-appreciation. Peach blossom red, plum blossom white, wedding dress red, jade white, red delicate, delicate as if should not exist in this world, white purity, purity like immortals descending to earth without flaws. ”

"Red and white, this is a perfect match in the world, it should be the love of heaven and earth; Gu Ying is self-pitying, lonely and self-appreciating, it should be a firework in the world without lovers, but if this is the case, how can the flowers bloom undefeated, and the flowers will not be grateful?"

Mei Sanniang closed her eyes in a yellow way, and two lines of tears flowed down her cheeks: "Everything is providence and fate." ”

Mei Sanniang's voice was very light and thin, not loud, and the soldiers around her may not really hear it, but it clearly fell into the ears of Mo Jun and others, like a farewell to nature.

Ye Wenliu fell to the ground, crying, his hands kept slapping the ground, he had never hated his incompetence so much in his heart, obviously he was the host, he was the chosen person by God, there was no one in a thousand miles, the realm of stars, but the cultivation was pitiful, and the low one couldn't even save his most admired friend, and the incompetent couldn't help anything.

The eldest young master of Yejiabao, this flower-picking gentleman, gritted his teeth and silently made an oath in his heart.

Su Meier's expression was moved, a certain string in her heart seemed to be touched, her eyes flickered, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

And on the city tower not far away, there were also two people looking at this scene.

Liu Baiqi's eyes were distracted, his expression was dull, and then he sighed heavily, he also remembered a lot of things, and he also had a lot of stories.

The king of Fudo Ming was silent and did not say a word. After a while, he suddenly laughed: "I didn't expect to see such an interesting thing tonight, a beautiful general beauty, living on the ugly battlefield." ”

Liu Baiqi looked sideways and opened his mouth in surprise.

"But...... Third master, look. King Fudo pointed ahead and said a word abruptly.

"The fairies of the He family don't love mortal dust, where don't the gods descend to mortals?"