All three agreed, and the matter was settled.

When Zhu'an turned around, he was facing Mu Feibai who was close to the door, Mu Feibai smiled and winked at him again, the meaning was obvious, it was thank you for helping him.

Zhu An nodded imperceptibly, and when he approached Mu Feibai, he patted him on the shoulder, saying that he had made an appointment to sparse the flowers as agreed, and then it was up to Mu Feibai to perform himself.

But...... In this way, do you have to take Dream Weaving to avoid for a while at night, so as to leave space for the two of them to be alone?

After all, he worked in the jurisdiction of others, and no matter how much he was valued, he could not leave without saying a word, not to mention that Wan Bang Gao was unhappy, even if he was really rude, and he brought two new friends today, he had to talk to Wan Bang.

Zhu'an soon arrived outside the general's tent, politely told the guard at the door that he wanted to meet General Wan, and the soldiers in the army knew him, so he hurriedly asked him to wait a while, and ran in to pass the ceremony.

In less than a moment, the guards came out.

"Little boy, the general invites you in. ”

"Thank you. ”

The guard smiled and shook his head, said it was okay, and stood back where he was.

Zhu'an entered the general's tent, thinking that only Wan Bang was there, but when he wanted to go in, he found that Wan Zhaohe was also in the tent.

Xu was chatting happily with Wanbang before, and was stunned when he came in, and the smile on his face cooled, but he didn't show too much in front of Wanbang, he just turned his head away and refused to look at him.

Since the last conflict, Wan Zhao and Tongzhimeng have met two or three times, but they rarely meet Zhu'an again, probably because Zhu'an always stays in the wounded soldiers' station, and she also intentionally or unintentionally does not approach there, so the two have hardly met head-on, sometimes they bump into each other, and they have only seen it from a distance, anyway, they must have never said a word again.

Her rejection was obvious, a little inexplicably childish, but Zhu'an was naturally unmoved, didn't care about her small movements, and politely saluted Wanbang politely, explaining her intentions.

Although Wan Zhaohe turned his head, his ears were attentive to the movement here.

In the northwest barracks, where men gathered, most of the soldiers could not help but speak with a bit of heroism and roughness, and Zhu'an's voice was low and clear, even if he didn't look at that handsome face, just listening to the voice, he would feel pleasant, like a gentle breeze blowing gently on the grassland after the snow fell.

It is no wonder that the soldiers in the army like to find a doctor and treat him, and it is easy to relax when he listens to the sound.

...... Hell, how much do you praise him!

However, this person is really, who sees his father is not respectful and afraid, but this person puts on this lukewarm attitude, although he speaks politely and his attitude is very gentle, but he does not see a trace of fear of flattery, but only briefly explains his intentions, not even a word of goodwill.

It's not like I'm here to ask for instructions, but like I'm just here to inform.

It's really infuriating, and the most angry thing is not noticing

Jue's father even replied with a smile, and Wan Zhaohe couldn't help but grit his teeth secretly.

"Oh, do you want to go to Wucheng? Yes, you and Weaving Dreams have not been in the army for a long time, and you can indeed breathe a sigh of relief when the war has slowed down recently, yes. ”

"Thank you, General. ”

Originally, he waved his hand and wanted to call Zhu'an to go, but Wanbang suddenly remembered something, and stopped Zhu'an and said a few words, "By the way, today is the fifteenth day of the cold month, and you may not know the local customs very well when you first come to the northwest. The north wind rises, and the snow fills the court. The fifteenth day of this cold month has arrived, and it is almost winter, and the people in the northwest will hold a cold festival today, and the dock city will definitely be a little more lively than usual, and it is better to travel with friends. (PS: Trivia - The cold winter wax moon refers to the coldest three months of the year, the cold month is October, the winter month is November, and the wax month is December.) ）

Zhu'an really didn't know that there was this cold festival, so it was a bit of a mistake.

"Thank you for telling the general, I have thanked you for my friend, and when the general is free tomorrow, I will bring my friends to visit. ”

"It's just a trivial matter, besides, I've heard about friends helping to save grain and grass, so I naturally have to thank you in person, well, just ask Weaving Dream to come over together. ”

"Yes. ”

Zhu'an thanked politely again, and after finishing speaking, he turned around and walked out of the general's tent without squinting.

Wan Zhaohe listened intently to his soft farewell, and then turned away without hesitation, and finally turned his head back to look at the door.

I only saw a corner of white clothes disappearing outside the tent, and somehow, she suddenly felt a little irritable.

Damn, this guy dares to ignore her!

Wanbang buried himself in reviewing the official documents, and when he saw that his daughter didn't speak again for a long time, he was a little puzzled, so he asked, "Showa, where did you just go?"

No one answered.

He looked up, and the person who was still sitting was gone.

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After saying hello, when Zhu'an returned to his residence, Mu Feibai stood outside the door alone.

"What are you doing out there?"

Mu Feibai crossed his arms, raised his eyebrows towards the tent, and said slowly: "The mature and excellent sons of the family always have to wait patiently for the girls to clean up and dress up before they go out. ”

Zhu An stood beside him and smiled, "I said what's the matter with you." ”

Mu Feibai turned his head to look at Zhu'an in confusion, Zhu'an didn't meet his gaze, just looked into the distance, this angle could only see his handsome side face, extremely beautiful, but not half feminine.

"Why do you say that?"

"Suddenly, there were many realizations. ”

Mu Feibai was stunned for a moment, retracted his gaze and looked into the distance with him, and there was a clear blue sky in his eyes.

The sky in the northwest is always like this, high and hazy, some of which are boundless, and make people's hearts desolate.

His voice lowered, and he replied in a nonsensical way.

"People are always moving forward. ”

And he is like coming back from the ghost gate, and all the previous past has become a brand on his chest, broken, and then healed, leaving a scar.

This can be regarded as barely fading away from the childish bones, and moving forward more and more firmly.

He found a reason to draw his sword and fight, and there was a way under his feet.

For some reason, Zhu'an didn't end up with a sentence, "Yes." ”

"So, chase peace, never stop. ”

Several of them knew that the purpose of coming to the northwest was to find out the truth about the death of both parents.

Uncovering the old scars is destined to be heavy and painful, facing such a past, in fact, it is also a hurdle, it will be put down when it is really crossed, and it will grow when it is put down.

Therefore, even if the road ahead is clear and you are facing a chronic disease, you must move forward bravely, because there are many people behind you.

Zhu'an was silent for a moment and nodded, "Well, it will." ”

Not long after they finished speaking, the curtain on the side of them suddenly lifted a corner, and Shuhua walked out, if it weren't for her expressionless face and cold temperament, for a moment, Zhu'an thought she had seen Weaving Dreams.

Their eyebrows and eyes are naturally similar.

Autumn is cold, Shuhua changed into a moon-white thick long skirt, the skirt is embroidered with dark flowers, the workmanship and cut are just right, the body is light and slender, there is a circle of snow-white fluff on the collar, a small face is extraordinarily fair, and the hairstyle has also changed carefully, plus her unique cold, ice muscle and snow bones, more and more cold and glamorous.

Cold as ice, this is her special beauty.

It's like a cluster of pear blossoms blooming on the branches, secretly fragrant, cold for no reason, and quite a trace of the charm of self-appreciation.

Mu Feibai stood in place, staring blankly at Shuhua, forgetting how to speak.

Suddenly, as if I had forgotten where I was, everything around me began to blur a little from the sight, and only that person was clear.

Zhu'an praised it from the bottom of his heart: "Sparse flowers, very beautiful." ”

Shuhua thanked him lightly, and his gestures were elegant and dignified.

It is not difficult to imagine that the name of ice and snow sparse flowers is so loud in the rivers and lakes, and it can afford this praise.

It's beautiful.

But......

Zhu An put his hand behind his back and secretly pushed Mu Feibai, at this time, he should say something, right? Why do you stand stupidly and don't speak, don't fight for the opportunity, do you want to get Shuhua's forgiveness!

Mu Feibai was pushed by him, and suddenly came back to his senses, but somehow his cheeks suddenly turned crimson, his eyes wandered around, he didn't dare to look directly at Shuhua's eyes, and he couldn't help but want to take a few more looks, and his voice was as low as a mosquito.

"It's ...... I ...... "I love it!"

Actually, I like it no matter what it looks like.

A lot of words are blocked in my chest, but I can't find an outlet.

He didn't have the courage to say it, and as soon as he looked at the flowers, he felt that every inch of softness in his heart collapsed.

It's really damning.

(End of chapter)