When Su Zhe first appeared in the capital, many people once asked "who is this person", and the answer to the question was quickly found out. It turned out that Su Zhe was Mei Changsu, the suzerain of the Jiangzuo League, the largest gang in the world. . Everyone was very satisfied with this answer. It seemed to explain a lot of things, so no one continued to ask: "Then Mei Changsu... Who is he?"
Mei Changsu did not expect that the first person to ask this question would be Princess Nihuang. At this moment, her eyes were fixed on his face like a sword that could penetrate the human body, not letting go of the slightest change in his expression, insisting on waiting for a personal answer.
Whether to keep silent or to deceive deeper is really hard to decide.
Mei Changsu's brows were a little tired and even more vicissitudes. He slowly turned his head to one side, as if trying to avoid the inquiry of the county master, and whispered: "Old man. Like Nie Ze, both The old man who survived the catastrophe."
Nihuang's eyes were like water, and she still stared at him firmly, "If it's the old part of Chiyan, why don't I recognize you?"
"There are countless men in the Red Flame Army, why do you remember them all?"
"But now that you are the suzerain, even Nie Ze is willing to be under you and obey your orders. If you say that you were a nameless person back then, I don't believe it."
"Maybe it's because... what we're doing now has nothing to do with the battlefield..." Mei Changsu said with a self-deprecating smile, "Nie Ze is not good at doing this, not to mention that there are many people who know him, so it's not convenient."
Nihuang stared at him for a long time, and suddenly asked, "Do you know Lin Shu?"
Mei Changsu lowered his eyes. Since he is an old man of Chiyan, how can he not know Lin Shu, so the answer can only be: "Yes."
"Has he really died in battle?"
"Yes."
"Where did he die?"
"Meiling."
"Where are the bones buried?"
"Seventy thousand men, heaven and earth are tombs."
"Isn't even his corpse collected?" Nihuang closed her eyes tightly and grabbed the front of her clothes with her fingers, "Can't you find even a single corpse?"
"The battle was tragic and the corpses were like mountains. Who knew which one was Lin Shu?"
"Yeah..." Nihuang nodded indifferently, "I know what a tragic battlefield looks like. In the ancient battlefield, how many people can be wrapped up and returned..."
Mei Changsu's gaze fell on her softly, "If the county master wants to sacrifice him, where is Qingshan not a heroic soul?"
"You're right, he won't care about this," Nihuang muttered to herself, suddenly raising her eyes again, her eyes were sharp like a knife in an instant, "But if you are an old man of Chiyan, you should be called a young marshal. Besides, why do you call Lin Shu by his first name?"
Mei Changsu's expression was slightly shocked, and the originally pale lips became even more bloodless. I don't know if it was because he couldn't hide it, or because he couldn't bear it any longer, he didn't answer the question, but turned his face to the side.
"When Nie Ze talked about his suzerain, his heart of respect and love was clearly visible. It's not like you said that everyone just has a different division of labor." Nihuang stubbornly turned to his front again, insisting on staring into his eyes. " I have never understood why Nie Ze's pain is so deep, even if I was his fiancée who died in battle, there is no need for him to struggle and escape like he is now, unless... unless he knows..."
"Nihuang," Mei Changsu interrupted her indifferently, "Nie Ze is just a little bit of a bull's-eye. He will get better in time, don't worry about it."
Nihuang looked at him blankly, her face was very sad, and the white air exhaled in the cold wind seemed to blur her vision. After taking a deep breath, she suddenly grabbed Mei Changsu's right arm, ripped open the sleeves between his wrists, and pushed the thick fur sleeves up to her elbows.
Mei Changsu obeyed her mercy, did not resist, did not hide, but those deep eyes like pools were covered with a touch of desolation.
Nihuang clenched his arm and looked at it carefully several times, but the entire exposed part was smooth and clean, and there was no trace that could be called a mark.
Dumbly let go of her hand and was stunned for a while, but Nihuang still unwillingly reached out and pulled Mei Changsu's neckline away, carefully examining the part of his shoulder blades.
…still has a smooth, flawless skin.
The young girl's tears finally came out of her eyes, dripping down her cheeks continuously, giving the illusion that the teardrops would be frozen into mermaid pearls immediately in the icy cold wind.
Mei Changsu watched her tenderly, unable to step forward or comfort her. In the middle of winter, the icy cold penetrated deep into the skin along the pulled cuffs and the torn collar, cold to the bone, as if ready to hit the heart at any time, forcing it to stop suddenly.
"Are you afraid of the cold?" Nihuang asked softly, watching him tighten his cloak.
"Yes... I'm afraid of the cold... "
"He was never afraid of the cold before, everyone said he was a little fireman," Nihuang's face was pale and her eyes were full of water, "What kind of cruel thing is it to erase all traces on a person's body? To make a burning man so afraid of the cold..."
"Nihuang..." Mei Changsu's expression was still quiet, and his tone was still low, "What you see is enough, you don't need to imagine any more. There is a lot of pain because you can't control yourself. It's created by imagination, you don't have to face it, let alone endure it. Lin Shu is already dead, you just have to believe this..."
"But women's feelings are always unreasonable," Nihuang stared at his face, tears falling quickly and urgently, "Even if there are no traces, we can know... Maybe the more there is nothing, the more I am. I know... Brother Lin Shu, I'm sorry, I won't leave you anymore, I'll never leave you again... "
"Silly child," Mei Changsu felt his eye frame hot for a while, and reached out to hug his little girl into his arms, "I know you're thinking about Brother Lin Shu, but that's different... I've already missed it. The years and the heart that has been moved are like the river that has passed away, and it can never flow back. I have been tired for twelve years, and I don't want to see the important people around me suffer because of my existence. This way I can relax a lot. ,dont you agree?"
Nihuang hugged his waist tightly, tears soaking the placket on his chest. For the past ten years, she has been the support of others and the pillar of others. Facing the younger brother and the old general, the soldiers and civilians in the southern border, her soft waist could not be bent for a moment. Even Nie Ze could not let her relax completely.
But only this person, only this embrace, can bring her back to her delicate and soft years, indulge in tears, act like a spoiled child without any scruples, without surging passion, without lovesickness day and night, some , just like the warm and lazy trust of the winter sun, as if you can close your eyes and change back to the little girl who is always carefree and let him run around on his back...
Aside from each other's identities and the marriage contract made by adults, brother Lin Shu is still brother Lin Shu, no matter how many years have passed, no matter how the world has changed, even if one day each finds his own love and finds his own happiness. My partner, even if the children have a trip in the future, and the white teeth are pinched on the temples, Lin Shu's brother will still be her Lin Shu's brother.
"Nihuang, listen to me," Mei Changsu hugged her quietly and gently stroked her long hair, "Don't ask what happened back then, one day I will let Nie Zeyuan tell you, But now... can you listen to me and go back to Prince Mu's mansion, don't tell anyone about our meeting today, not even Xia Dong and King Jing. If we meet again in the future, I will still be Su Zhe, You are still the county master, don't let others see the difference, can you do it?"
Nihuang printed the water marks on her face with her sleeve, cheered herself up, and nodded, "I know, what you have to do now is difficult, and I won't cause you any trouble."
Mei Changsu smiled slightly, stretched out her hand to straighten the messy hair in her ear, and said softly, "After the Qingming Festival, you can go back to Yunnan, and I will let Nie Ze go there too, and you wait there quietly for my news, OK?"
"No," Nihuang County Lord Liu Mei raised his eyebrows lightly, "You are weak in the capital, at least I want to stay and help you..."
"There are also things to do in Yunnan." Mei Changsu gently advised, "When I need your help, I will definitely call you, because you are not an outsider, we have to work together."
Nihuang's eyes moved lightly, pondered for a moment, then nodded slowly, "That's good... I can control some situations by going back to Yunnan, maybe it is more useful than staying in the capital. After I leave, all the power of Prince Mu's mansion in the capital, You can assign it at will."
A smile appeared in Mei Changsu's eyes, and he praised: "You have really experienced these years, you are decisive and smart, your thinking is clear, and you have a good grasp of the context of the court situation. With you stabilizing the south, I will also have a lot of peace of mind in the capital. ."
Nihuang looked at his plain white face and calm and peaceful smile, her heart suddenly became very sad, and she didn't want to make him sad again, she reluctantly endured it, and said with a trembling tone: "Brother Lin Shu, you have to be careful. …”
Mei Changsu patted the back of her hand comfortingly, took out a plain towel from his bosom, pushed aside a layer of the snow on the ground next to him, grabbed a few handfuls of clean snow below, held it into ice cubes, and wrapped it in a plain towel. Putting it on Nihuang's eyes, she said softly, "You are the female general of the three armies of Megatron, you can't go back with swollen eyes..."
Nihuang Poyi smiled, took the ice pack and pressed lightly to apply cold compresses on both eyes in turn. The depression and sadness just now evacuated a little. Seeing that Mei Changsu retracted the fingers that had grabbed the snow into his sleeves and simmered his lips slightly. His hair was blue and white, and he couldn't help worrying and said, "Brother Lin Shu, you are so cold, let's take your carriage back to the city first. I'll wait here for a while, and when Xiaoqing returns from sending Mr. Zhou back, my eyes will also be closed. It's almost done. Don't worry, that kid won't find out."
"If even Mu Qing can find it, that's not bad." Mei Changsu joked deliberately and easily, but he couldn't resist the increasing chill on his body, so he casually warned Nihuang and turned around. Go downhill.
The guard who had been standing far away on the sloping valley immediately stepped forward, saw his gesture, and ran to ask the coachman to drive over the carriage that was parked on the far side of the road, put down the footstool, and helped him into the car.
Mei Changsu leaned against the wheel of the car, turned and glanced in the direction of the sloping land. Seeing that Nihuang raised the ice pack in her hand and waved it towards him, she quickly raised her hand to respond.
The carriage swayed slightly, and started to move forward. The heavy curtain was lowered, blocking the north wind in the valley outside and blocking the view of Princess Huang.
Mei Changsu only felt a tingling sensation like ice needles surging in his chest, no matter how hard it was to suppress it, he raised his sleeves to cover his mouth and coughed for a while.
"Sect Master!" The guard exclaimed and came to support his body.
"It's alright," Mei Changsu smiled lightly, "The weather is too cold, go back and boil some hot water for me, just warm it up..."