Chapter 133: Farewell

The sun had risen high, but there was still only a deep chill in the wasteland. The north wind swept by, and the endless dead grass rose and fell like waves.

Han Jing'er took a deep breath of cold air, which soothed her originally depressed mood a lot. He looked back at the path that had been quietly following him, and asked, "Don't you want to persuade me, don't you have anything to say to me?"

The heart is connected, Mi Tu naturally knows what Han Jing'er's question refers to, and he already has the answer in his heart, and immediately replied without any hesitation: "Many questions are not just reasonable, and your identity in the Ming Sect is very special, so you can only be involuntarily yourself." After speaking, he stared at Han Jing'er's expression tightly, for fear that his answer would not satisfy Han Jing'er, and he really didn't want to affect the relationship between the two because of these questions at the moment of parting.

Han Jing'er's reaction didn't make Mitu worry in any way, but her eyes were full of gratitude at this time. Han Jing'er clenched Mitu's hands tightly, and said in a somewhat choked voice: "Thank you for understanding me, in fact, I also persuaded my father when I came north, but he ......" Saying this, Han Jing'er's words did not continue, and stopped abruptly, she just held Mitu's powerful hand more tightly, as if she was afraid that Mitu would suddenly disappear as soon as she let go.

Mitu gently hugged Han Jing'er into his arms and whispered in her ear: "Jing'er is the best girl in the world, no matter when my heart will always be with you." ”

Han Jing'er's shoulders trembled slightly, her beautiful eyes were slightly wet, and this powerful chest made her feel warm, and she gradually became a little intoxicated.

Mitu knew what Han Jing'er needed most now, and he gently hugged the beauty in his arms like this, which made him even more full of pride in his chest, the world was in chaos, and he had to do his best to protect his lover.

After a long time, Han Jing'er's excited mood calmed down, she gently broke out of Mitu's arms, combed a few strands of messy hair on her head, smiled mischievously at Mitu, who was a little disappointed, and said, "Okay, my mood is completely good, now you can rest assured." ”

Mi Tu looked at Han Jing'er, who was already smiling like a flower, and breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, but immediately changed her vicious appearance and said, "But my mood is not completely good. As he spoke, he opened his arms and rushed towards Han Jing'er.

Han Jing'er's silver bell whispered, and she scolded with a smile: "Bad guy! I want to be bad again!"

Mi Tu was willing to let go, hurried a few steps to catch up, and rushed towards Han Jing'er again.

The two chased and dodged, dancing on the wasteland like butterflies wearing flowers. At this time, Father-in-law Sun also showed his rare smile, dispelling the cold air of late autumn in the wasteland.

Han Jing'er and Mitu sat tightly on the mound, Han Jing'er finally didn't hide the worry in her heart, and thought for a long time before saying to Mitu: "Actually, I've been thinking about the alliance with the Mongols that I teach, and every time I see the hatred of the soldiers and civilians outside the country for the Mongols, I am very frightened, I really don't dare to think about what will happen once the alliance with the Mongols is revealed to the world." ”

In fact, he had already seen Han Jing'er's thoughts to some extent, but he didn't want to add too much pressure to Han Jing'er, so he never mentioned this matter, and now he no longer shy away from hearing Han Jing'er take the initiative to mention it, and analyzed to Han Jing'er: "The Mongols have been powerful and blessed in my Central Plains for decades, and they have bullied us Han people too much, so the people of the Central Plains have long hated the Mongols, and now that Mingjiao has formed an alliance with the Mongols, it will definitely outweigh the losses in the end, and it will lose the hearts of the people in the world." In this way, Mingjiao will not only fall into a greater crisis, but I am afraid that it will also lose the foundation of its existence for many years. ”

Mi Tu carefully observed Han Jing'er's face while speaking, and saw that Han Jing'er did not have any overreaction, but fell into deep thought, so he said ruthlessly: "The old saying 'those who win the hearts of the people win the world' is very reasonable, and now even if Zhu Di, the king of Yan, is infamous as a thief, he does not dare to take a step beyond the thunder pool on the issue of the Mongols, and he is even more clear to confront the Mongols, and the beauty of his intentions is here; ”

Han Jing'er quietly listened to Mitu's analysis, and her brows furrowed even tighter.

Mitu looked at Han Jing'er's appearance, and couldn't help but secretly regret it in his heart, afraid that what he said was too heavy and hurt Han Jing'er's heart, so he reached out and gently stroked her fragrant shoulder, which could be regarded as giving Han Jing'er some comfort and encouragement.

After a long time, Han Jing'er stood up suddenly, her brows were also slightly expanded, and at this time, her eyes added endless firmness, and she said to Mi Tu very firmly: "Thank you for everything you said to me today, I know how to do it in the future, I will find a way to persuade my father and Elder Taishang to change their minds, and try to relieve the crisis that my Ming Sect will face." ”

Seeing that Han Jing'er had regained her sassy and heroic spirit, knowing that she had crossed the hurdle in her heart, she was very happy in her heart, so she smiled and teased Han Jing'er: "I know that my Jing'er is the most beautiful woman who doesn't let her eyebrows go, and she is a heroine among women, how can this little problem stump my Jing'er." ”

Han Jing'er's face turned red, and she punched Mi Tu fiercely, her beautiful eyes were a little warm, and a little shy, and she pretended to be angry and said: "Nonsense, who is your family Jing'er, be careful that I don't pay attention to you anymore!"

Mi Tu looked at Han Jing'er's delicate touch, grabbed her jade hand, and said very emotionally: "Jing'er, I know that you have too much pressure on your shoulders, but sometimes you must not force yourself too much, as long as we can stick to our hearts." ”

Han Jing'er, who said Mitu's words, couldn't help but feel a little sour on her nose, and she couldn't help but gently lean her head on Mitu's shoulder again, and said leisurely: "Bad guy! ”

The fragrance of the virgin penetrated into his heart, which made Mitu's heart even more excited, he hugged Han Jing'er's weak waist tightly, and said in Han Jing'er's ear in a deep voice: "Jing'er, if I can't let you be happy forever, I will really hate myself." ”

Han Jing'er suddenly stretched out her hand and pressed it on Mitu's mouth, stopped his words, and said softly: "You don't have to be distracted by me, I know that you also have a lot of suffering in your heart, and there is also a lot of pressure, and what you have to do today is very dangerous, so don't be distracted by me, I will do my own thing, but you have to be very careful, I will wait for you to come back in Lanjiazhai." ”

The intimate words made people's hearts even more excited, and Mitu only felt a hot breath surging in his throat, but he couldn't say any words, he hugged the soft delicate body in his arms tightly and told himself: "I must become stronger, I must protect the person in my arms with my life, and I can't let her be wronged a little," (to be continued.) )