She suddenly felt wonderful, everything was so beautiful, the world was full of hope, life was also full of hope, and she was even full of hope for killing Zhao Deji. Although, the thought of revenge was not so eager in her heart. It even faded, just I want to live and live well.
Just because of King Qin's miraculous survival this time - his survival brought endless vitality.
Although she still had all kinds of injuries, big and small, she couldn't even feel the pain. Joy was such a wonderful elixir that people could heal without taking any medicine.
She always held his hand and sometimes glanced at him. Even though he was seriously injured, he still felt that burning tenderness.
That's her tenderness, Maimai.
It took me decades to understand the feeling of a heartbeat.
The march was very slow, and in the evening, they came to a long and narrow valley. Bonfires were burning, singing and dancing were happening, and this long and narrow valley formed a wonderful and lively world of its own. Liu Wu even hunted a few large wild boars. But the wild boars seemed to eat them too. I couldn't find anything, so I was so hungry that I was so lean. When I roasted it on the fire, it became fragrant and fragrant.
Several large buckets of water that I finally found were placed beside me, and I could finally take a sip as much as I wanted.
Hua Rong held the big bowl and leaned over the large tube of water.
At this moment, she suddenly stopped and looked at the reflection in the water bottle. The night, the firelight, and the unreal mirror reflected her head of white hair so clearly - this was the first time she had witnessed her entire head with her own eyes. The white hair on the head is blurry, like the injuries of the entire youth years, like the testimony of the ups and downs of this life.
She didn't even know that she was in her early thirties, and before she got old, her head would turn gray first.
Even the face full of vicissitudes of life.
It's not that I didn't know before, I just never thought of it or paid attention. I didn't even notice it when I cut off the hair with a knife and boiled it. There were too many things to worry about at the time, and I didn't have time to identify whether the hair was white or black.
King Qin said: "Girl, you are so beautiful!"
No, that happened many years ago. I, like a flower, have long since fallen into mud and been crushed into dust. Even the last ray of fragrance has disappeared and turned into a withered grass.
Just a dead grass.
Her tears fell into the bucket, and a circle of thin ripples spread. The big bowl slowly reached in, disturbing the ripples in the bucket. Her tears fell like rain, and she howled silently.
A pair of big hands hugged her waist.
She held back her sobs and wanted to smile. She blamed him for daring to struggle to sit up. However, her voice was blocked in her throat and she could not speak. He could clearly hear her sobbing, silently, except for the slight shaking of her shoulders. This For a moment, the surroundings were so quiet, with only a ripple in the water and her swaying white hair.
What he wanted to say was clumsy. It was distressing and heartbreaking, but also joyful. He wanted to blame her. What a little girl, what does this mean? White hair and black hair, what does it matter
He exerted a little force and hugged her tightly. His legs were still lame, and he almost fell to the ground. His voice was also choked with sobs: "Girl, what does gray hair have to do with it? You have always been my most beautiful girl." "
She turned around to help him, but he held her tightly in his arms regardless of the pain. She fell into his arms and cried bitterly.
He hugged her gently and stroked the white hair on that end with his hand. Being alive is already the most beautiful thing, isn't it? He smiled, extremely pleased.
"Girl, come and wipe your face. Look, your face is covered in blood. You haven't washed your face these days, have you?"
"No, this water is rare. You can only drink it, not wash your face. Qin Shangcheng, do you think I look ugly like this?"
"Of course - it's not ugly. It's just a little dirty. Girl, how can you be ugly? You are always the best looking."
She sobbed, had he washed his face? Is he good-looking? He himself is still in such a mess.
"Haha, girl, let's have a little extravagance secretly. Come on, I'll clean you up..." He stretched out his hand to find the handkerchief. She grabbed him and said dullly: "Lie down, don't touch the wound..."
"Ah yo" he screamed, only to realize that the wound was indeed affected.
"If you don't listen to me telling you not to move, lie down now."
Her soft hands helped him lie down, and he stared at the haggard face, listening to her dull scolding, with a truly happy smile on his face. Being able to be together like this, he could also enjoy her support and her caress. Scolding, who said this is not God's favor
It's just that he wanted to stand up sooner. He was eager to stand up and it was him who should help her! Moreover, I never want to see tears on her face again.
He called her softly: "Girl, come and have a rest."
She wiped her tears inadvertently, walked over and lay beside him meekly. The torch was slowly extinguished, and neither of them spoke anymore. For a long time, King Qin heard her breathing slightly, and she was sleeping so soundly. He was there Staring at that dirty face in the dark night, so beautiful! He gently took her hand and put it on his chest, full of sweetness. Will this be the case from now on
certainly!
Liu Zhiyong arrived early the next morning. Liu Wu and Hua Rong were naturally very happy. The three of them met together, which was very cordial. It was just that Hua Rong was a little regretful that he did not see his son. Liu Zhiyong hurriedly explained that the road was dangerous and it was not necessary. Dare to take the little tiger head on the road, Hua Rong felt a little relieved. Anyway, he would be able to see his son soon.
Liu Zhiyong hurried to see King Qin. As soon as he saw King Qin, he immediately saluted, surprised and worried: "Your Majesty, which bastard hurt you?"
King Qin laughed loudly: "It's okay, I'm still alive."
"Your Majesty, I have contacted a group of heroes for this batch of silver. They are a small unit of the Eight-Character Army of the anti-golden rebels in the past..." The Eight-Character Army led by Wang Yan at that time engraved on their faces "Serve the country with all my heart and swear to kill the gold thieves" "The Eight Characters" once frightened the Jin army. Later, because of Wang Yan's death, Zhao Deji hid in Lin'an to prevent the vast number of soldiers and civilians from resisting the Jin army. The Eight Character Army gradually withered. A small number of people started anew, occupied the mountains and became kings, becoming heroes in the forest.
The other bandit armies were mixed, and Liu Zhiyong did not dare to cooperate easily. After much deliberation, he finally found the whereabouts of this Eight-character Army, and the two parties hit it off, so it was most appropriate for them to handle the silver. .
King Qin immediately ordered Er Liu to deal with the matter, and he and others continued on their way. He couldn't wait any longer, and not far away was the little tiger head. Although Hua Rong didn't rush him, and no one reminded him, the eagerness seemed to have been there for a long time. Deep in my bones, I loved that child, and I didn't even know it.
That night, it actually started to rain. The heavy rain, the long-lost heavy rain, hit this dry land with impunity.
Except for the wounded, everyone ran out of the tent and stood in the heavy rain, crying with joy, accepting this long-awaited shower. Even Hua Rong and Lu Wenlong.
The rain hit the head and face, washing away the filth all over, the blood on the face, the dust... disappeared, all disappeared. The soldiers cheered in the rain, welcoming this life-saving timely rain.
The rain washed away the turbidity, making her body feel so relaxed. Hua Rong stood in the rain and was so mesmerized.
"Girl, come in, come in quickly, you'll get sick if you get wet again..." It was King Qin's voice, as if he was scolding his disobedient little daughter.
Hua Rong ran in with a smile and shook off the rain all over her body.
After washing, her face showed a fair and haggard look, but it began to look alive and full of vitality. Her wet clothes were stained on her body, and her curves were undulating and the lines were exposed. Especially the neck, which stood out slenderly, elegantly, and white. It was so greasy that one couldn't help but want to rush up and take a bite. King Qin stared at her, suddenly breathing rapidly, his eyes were hot, and his voice was gravelly: "Girl, come here..."
But she didn't realize it. She ran over, deliberately smeared a handful of water on his face, and giggled: "Qin Shangcheng, you can't wash your face, let me help you..."
King Qin shook off the water droplets on his face, laughed dumbly, and hugged her: "Girl, change into dry clothes quickly. If you wear them wet like this for a long time, you will get sick. You also have injuries on your body, and you will be soaked by the water." Wounds can become infected, so change your clothes quickly..."
As he spoke, he took out a set of clean casual clothes from a simple stretcher and handed it to her, which Liu Zhiyong had brought that day.
She took the clothes and changed them with a smile. She took off her messy and tattered clothes full of weird smells in a few seconds. Her body was naked and she finally felt extremely relaxed. Ah, it's so good. This rain makes me feel relaxed. As if nothing was hurt.
His throat tightened. This damn girl actually changed her clothes in front of him. In front of him. She had never dared to do this before. Even when she woke up from a serious injury that year on the island, she would never do this. She always Avoid yourself cautiously.
At this moment, she dared to change clothes in front of him. Her naked body was right in front of her. Wasn't she a man? !
The body washed clean by the heavy rain, some old and new scars, and the gorgeous flowers blooming on the snow-white body are vaguely more moving than the most beautiful female body in the world, and more tempting than the most flawless body.
Her hands and feet were so nimble. She was about to pull the loose singlet off, but it got stuck on her arm. She was about to pull it off and tie the belt. Suddenly she looked up and met his burning gaze, which was like a ball of flame. It was about to burn hotly. Then there was a roar, which was the sound of his Adam's apple rolling, the strongest desire of a man. Even the sound of him swallowing saliva. Ah, what is salivating! This is called salivating!
Ah, I just remembered that I actually forgot, because of the heavy rain, because of everyone's joy, because of happiness, I forgot. So naturally in front of him, as if he was not an outsider, as if they had been intimate with each other for a long time - no, he was originally Not an outsider. Not anymore.
But he was also shy and blushed slightly.
She quickly pulled up her singlet, and the man's singlet was too big on her body, completely covering her graceful curves. But it vaguely added a layer of temptation.
She saw his disappointed look. Was she disappointed when she saw that she was fully clothed
He waved and his voice was surprisingly soft: "Girl, come here."
She bit her lip slightly, her eyes bright.
His eyes fell on those lips. Because she woke up after he woke up in the past two days, because she could eat and sleep, because she drank water, and because of the rain, those pale lips had awakened, exuding the air of a mature woman. Charming, soft and gentle, it was bitten red by those teeth and was so vivid.