On the way here, Jiang Xuening inevitably thought about what it would be like to see the boy from the past again. After two years of hardship and dormancy, without the honorable status of the Prince of Brave, will he suffer, be sad, and what will he become? appearance
This life is undoubtedly better than the previous one.
But no matter how she described it in her mind, she couldn't imagine what the boy looked like. Instead, it was the face of the young general who was facing the teacher in the previous life. From time to time, it appeared from the depths of her memory, causing her to break out in a cold sweat.
He was a man soaked in worldly love and hatred.
Back then, he followed the long road in the middle of Beijing far away, holding Shen Zhiyi's coffin towards him, dressed in plain clothes, but without the slightest sadness that he should have. Full of savagery. His eyes were still and cold, cold and heavy, and when he looked at someone and didn't speak, they all seemed to have thorns, and their sharp edges were piercing. So even though the outline was familiar, Jiang Xuening couldn't recall from this face what the young man in fresh clothes and angry horse looked like back then.
But now, nothing seems to have changed.
Even though he is taller, the pale complexion that used to be like a noble son in the past has been tanned a little deeper, and the corners of his eyes and brows are the changes and landscapes he has experienced in the past two years, but this pair of starry eyes is as blazing and warm as the sun in the sun. , is frank and sincere like the bright moon in the sky, but when people hear this familiar and somewhat unfamiliar low voice, their hearts are hot.
The clothes he was wearing were a bit thicker, and he shaved a little.
But he was originally a young marquis in Jingli, who was dressed in brocade and jade, and wanted to be in style.
Jiang Xuening raised his head and looked at him for a long time, his throat was sore, and he called out "Yan Lin".
Two years have passed, and the girl has become more and more beautiful.
Tingting, snow-skinned and black-haired.
It's just that when he looked at people with wet eyes, it still reminded him of a soft heart, reminding him of the deer in the fog in the forest. Yan Lin wanted to hold her up carefully, coax her to laugh, and play with her, so that a heart-warming smile appeared on this face.
The moment he held her in his arms was a moment of unprecedented comfort for him in the past two years.
An accident happened in the Hou Mansion, and the family was searched for exile.
He and his family traveled from the capital to Huangzhou all the way, and even encountered several assassinations along the way, but they were all secretly protected. After arriving in Huangzhou, the body of guilt, and the more serious corvée. My father's health was not good from the beginning. He was caught in the wind and cold on the road, and he did not see well for a long time.
Doing up and down, asking a doctor to see a doctor, it costs money.
Only then did he know how heavy and heavy the box Jiang Xuening secretly sent.
Soon after, Mr. Xie's letter came.
Later, the so-called "Ren's Salt Field" also came to help.
The sky is high and the road is far away, and it took some time for those letters to arrive.
But in the days when the hours passed in Huangzhou, it was like a pot of spirits boiled in the cold winter, making people grit their teeth and maintain the faint hope until it grows deep in the barren soil. , slowly taking root. Even ignoring the adversity of the wind, snow, and thunderstorms, it gradually sprouts and scatters branches, like pines and cypresses in the cracks of the stone, with an extraordinarily strong and stoic power.
He didn't roll in despair.
Every day is filled with hope for the next day.
Today, she is finally here.
God knows how happy he was when he received the news that she was coming with Xie Wei.
Even looking forward to it two days earlier.
Even cooking military affairs, there is a rare Akira.
until now to see her.
That full of anticipation completely fell to the ground, turned into a kind of ironing, and made him completely unable to restrain his joy. After holding her tightly in his arms, he realized his rudeness.
The boy has grown up.
Out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the surprised gazes of the soldiers around him. Although what he did was all sincerity, it was not the time for indulgence in the past. He couldn't help but blushed, coughed, and let him go.
So, I finally saw Xie Wei, who had been watching them for a long time in the car.
It's a little quiet at the moment.
It was only at this time that Yan Lin found out that Jiang Xuening just got out of this carriage, and the two came in the same carriage. I suddenly felt a little strange in my heart, but at this very time, I didn't think about it deeply.
After a short pause, he stared at the other party, but he restrained Meng Lang, who was just now, and bowed solemnly: "I have seen Mr. Xie."
Xie Wei rolled his eyes lightly and said, "Let's enter the city first."
Yan Lin also knew that this place was not the place to talk, so he answered "yes" and ordered a team of soldiers to escort the car, clear the road ahead, and go all the way to the city. Others were riding high horses and asked Jiang Xuening if he wanted to ride a horse.
Jiang Xuening is also big-hearted.
Since Da Xie Wei received the imperial decree, he has been on the carriage all the way, galloping to Xinzhou day and night, his bones are about to fall apart, and he is always stuck in the car and has no chance to catch his breath.
When I suddenly came to this place with very different scenery, I couldn't help but play.
Naturally, she agreed, carefully turned over and mounted a pony led by a soldier, followed Yan Lin's horse, and entered the city together.
Xie Wei just watched in the car and didn't stop her.
Xinzhou City is not big, and the buildings in the city are not as prosperous as the capital.
There are more soldiers in the city than ordinary people.
Just looking at the appearance of the people around me, it seems that I have seen it a lot, and I don't feel uncomfortable at all.
This kind of place, Feng Shui is not so supportive.
Most of the local girls have rough skin.
Jiang Xuening, a girl raised in a prosperous capital city, has been immersed in the graceful grace of Jiangnan for two more years. She is really charming and charming. She is also caught among a bunch of rough-skinned soldiers, riding on a horse and seeing everywhere she goes. Her people are all amazing, even the ignorant child holding steamed buns in his hand, chasing after him and shouting "Sister Fairy", which is really unbearable.
Yan Lin was just like when she had just taken her to play around the capital, pointing to the things on the side of the road and talking to her, but her voice was a little thicker than before, and she was no longer completely innocent. Carefree.
He has seen the ups and downs, and the world is clear.
That is to say, every porridge and meal by the roadside has a kind of compassion different from the old days, knowing when these ordinary people work, when to rest, and how many meters they can get once the grain is beaten, in the blacksmith shop on East Street. Is there a lame old woman...
Jiang Xuening listened and turned to look at him.
The silhouette of the young general, deep and stoic.
For the first time, when she felt the cold and unstoppable time, she actually brought a little tenderness, and carved the boy in her memory into such a moving appearance, so she couldn't help laughing.
The soldiers who accompanied him on the same road were all surprised and confused.
General Yan arrived for the first time, and his methods were considered to be vigorous and resolute. Although he often ate and lived with his soldiers when he was studying the defense, he did not look like someone who used to be a little marquis. He was very approachable, but no one had seen him treat people like this. what.
This beautiful girl, where is the holy place