Yue Pengju was so excited that he didn't know what to say. He just held her hand tightly and said, "Sister, let's talk after we go in."
"Um."
He suddenly shouted: "Zhang Xian, Zhang Xian..."
Zhang Xian responded.
"Zhang Xian, my sister is here, my sister is here to see me..."
"Hey, sister, I was just saying that I would go find you tomorrow."
Hua Rong had met Zhang Xian once and knew that he was Yue Pengju's best friend. Their relationship was closer than that of Yang Zaixing and others. He smiled sweetly: "Zhang Xian, have you ever gone to see me? Thank you very much."
"Sister, you are here, which is the happiest thing."
Yue Pengju was beaming with joy: "Zhang Xian, let's have dinner together."
Zhang Xian saw the two of them holding hands tightly, smiled and shook his head: "No, I have something else to do, you can eat."
He turned around and left. Hua Rong's face turned red. Yue Peng held her hand without realizing it. She opened it, but with a slight effort, he held it tighter, and she did not struggle.
The house where the dinner was held was usually Yue Pengju's living room. Hua Rong looked around. The room was not big and the furnishings were very simple. It was all white wood and not painted. There were some maps and the like on the table.
Yue Pengju brought her a clean singlet of his and a basin of water. Seeing that she was lying on the chair and almost asleep, her face was surprisingly pale and a little uneasy, he gently stroked her long eyelashes, softly He said in a voice: "Sister, you wash up first."
"Um."
He wiped her face with a handkerchief, and she slowly opened her eyes. Her eyes were bloodshot and her smile was tired: "Pengju, I will do it myself."
"Sister, let me help you." He still didn't let go and slowly wiped her face.
Hua Rong did not refuse anymore. It was the first time in her life that she was served so carefree and she felt at ease. She sat on a chair and soaked her feet in the water. The water was warm, but her body was tired. It felt like I couldn't even straighten my waist.
After running around for a long time, Hua Rong finally settled down and put on Yue Pengju's clothes. Although they were too big, they were clean and comfortable after all.
Yue Pengju took the shirt she had changed and washed it. She hesitated and said, "Pengju, put it there and I'll wash it myself."
Yue Pengju looked at her hands, which were chapped by hunger, cold and running around these days, and felt very uncomfortable: "Sister, it's okay, I'll help you."
He was already a man commanding thousands of troops, yet he did not hesitate to do these humble things for himself. She sat blankly on the chair, her eyes burning, but she turned her head and saw that the food had been delivered.
The soldiers brought a pot of soup cakes, a pot of cooking cakes, a thick black plate containing cooked and pickled mutton and two plates of vegetables.
Although Yue Pengju has made many meritorious deeds, the Ninth Prince still relies on the money from the squire family for support. Even if the reward is meager, it is given up by his boss Du Chong, and it is rarely his turn. Fortunately, Yue Pengju is rigorous in running the army, and he did not demolish the house even if he froze to death. , starving to death without grabbing food, and winning every battle, he was deeply supported by the people who were tortured by the Jin Army. Everyone rushed to tell each other and raised money and food. At present, most of the supplies for the soldiers came from donations from civilian martyrs. Yue Peng took the lead, eating, drinking, and lodging with the soldiers. He adheres to the same standards and never gives any preferential treatment in his private life. At that time, it was already March and I didn’t know the taste of meat. For this meal, it was because my sister was here that I specially prepared some mutton.
Yue Pengju waved his hand: "You guys go out, my sister and I will have dinner together tonight."
"yes."
There were only two people left in the room. Yue Pengju immediately filled a bowl of soup cakes and handed it to Hua Rong, still immersed in the joy of meeting him: "Sister, are you hungry?"
"Well, it's been a long time since I had a good meal."
"Sister, eat this, eat more..."
He carefully handed her the mutton on the thick plate piece by piece, lest she wouldn't be full.
"Haha, Pengju, don't patronize me, you can eat it too."
"OK."
He agreed blindly, but he didn't eat any of the meat and kept handing it to her.
Yue Pengju waited until she had eaten two large bowls of soup cakes before saying, "Sister, how are you doing these days?"
She couldn't bear to look back on all the past events. She shook her head and briefly told how she was captured and how she was rescued by King Qin. After leaving Yingtian, the Jin soldiers who captured the royal family members and the Ninth Prince were dispatched in large numbers, and they were surrounded by Jincheng. After a hundred or two hundred miles of extensive manhunt, I ran around and fled for days, hiding day and night to avoid the gold soldiers who were looting everywhere. It was hard to encounter any shops on the road. When I was desperate, I specialized in snatching lone gold men, silver coins, and dry food. They snatched clothes, hid, and went through all kinds of hardships to find Yue Pengju.
Yue Pengju listened to her downplaying it, but how could he delve deeper into the sadness and pain involved
"I really didn't expect that Jin Wushu would pretend to be drunk and let you go."
Hua Rong sighed, he was obviously a powerful enemy, but he was also an upright and honest gentleman.
"Jin Wushu is such a person, he is really not easy to deal with."
"Yes, Pengju, you have to be careful."
Last time, Yue Pengju defeated the stalemate Jin army and advanced to Berlin Town, but received intelligence that Jin Wushu personally led an army of 50,000 to pursue Berlin Town.
Hua Rong knew very well how powerful Jin Wushu was, but Yue Pengju could not win with only 3,000 troops and horses. He was very worried: "Pengju, are you sure?"
He nodded: "Sister, I have been waiting for Jin Wushu for a long time!"
Hua Rong saw his determined eyes and immediately let go of most of her worries.
At this time, both of them had finished eating. Hua Rong had been running around for a long time and sat tiredly on the only chair. Yue Pengju could not hide her haggardness when he saw her.
"Sister, are you sleepy?"
"Well, I'm very sleepy."
She felt sleepy and tired all over, and after running around for a long time, it seemed as if she had finally entered a sheltered port. She felt completely relaxed and slumped down on the chair, not wanting to move at all.
Yue Pengju sighed: "I really want to thank King Qin. If it weren't for him, I would never see you again."
Hua Rong was also a little disappointed. He was an enemy who wanted to kill him as soon as they met. Who would have thought that it would be like this? The King of Qin was seriously injured. It was freezing cold and there were golden soldiers everywhere. His life or death was unknown.
The troubled times diluted the feelings of hatred, and even several times, I secretly regretted that I should not have left him alone. However, my fear and fear of him finally defeated my guilt. If he got better and was caught by him, I would But there was no way to escape. So, we had to part ways with him while he was injured.
"Oh, I didn't expect that one day, I would end up like King Qin, robbing everywhere. Once, I passed by a bun shop in a small town. I was very hungry, but had no money, so I just took advantage of the vendor not paying attention and grabbed a few Baozi ran away and his palms were burned..."
Yue Pengju took her hand and saw a burn the size of a copper coin on it. He felt even more distressed and said loudly: "Sister, you can stay in the military camp from now on."
She nodded happily, and the long-term fear suddenly disappeared without a trace. Even Wanwan never thought of it. She smiled sweetly: "When I catch Jin Wushu, I will give him three hundred lashes to see if he still dares." Don’t dare to be so rampant.”
"Okay, sister, let's show him how powerful he is this time."
As soon as her mind relaxed, she felt particularly sleepy. She suddenly said in confusion, "Pengju, will it trouble you if I stay in the army?"
"No, not at all."
"Haha, that's fine. I'll leave after this period when the Jin Army is at its most rampant."
Yue Pengju held her hand tightly: "Sister, don't leave! When the Jin people are driven out and the war subsides, we will find a good place and live a pure life. We will never be separated again."
Suddenly she wanted to cry bitterly. She shook her head and remained silent. How could she never be separated from him
Yue Pengju suddenly said: "Sister, I will not marry Wanwan, never!"
When Hua Rong heard him mention Wanwan, she subconsciously asked, "Why?"
As everyone knows, Yue Pengju thought that every separation now might be a farewell. On the bloody battlefield, he couldn't even get any news about his sister. Even if he won the victory, he would always worry about it and hate himself again and again. Why? Didn't you make a decisive decision that day and take your sister away? If the two of them live apart from each other in the future, wouldn't it be a lifelong regret? Seeing Hua Rong again at this moment, all hesitations had been driven away. Yue Pengju stared at her with a sure tone as if he was commanding a big battle. He was definitely not childish or frivolous.
"I only like my sister, and I will only marry my sister in this life. Any other woman has nothing to do with me!"
Hua Rong turned his eyes, and tears fell down for some reason. After experiencing thousands of mountains and rivers, nine deaths, and many suicides, he had never shed tears like this before.
Now, I finally heard such a rock-solid confession, but I couldn't help but burst into tears.
Seeing her crying, Yue Pengju hugged her tightly and said softly: "Sister, after leaving that time, I regretted it very much. I regretted that I did not forcefully resign and take you away. These days, I am worried about you every day. Now When I see you again, I will never separate from you! Sister, trust me, I will handle the rest, you just need to stay by my side."
The "sibling etiquette", the Li family's Wanwan, the Ninth Prince, King Qin... were all thrown out of the sky. She didn't know whether she was happy or sad. She wiped her tears and held his hand again, her heart beating thumpingly. Boom, the voice dropped completely: "Pengju..."
"Sister, I will resign to the prince this time when I go back."
Hua Rong was stunned for a moment, then slowly said: "Pengju, at this critical moment, you must be cautious."
"I know. Sister, I have a sense of propriety. There are things a man can do and things he shouldn't do. I will fight to the death for the Ninth Prince to revitalize the Song Dynasty. But if you want me to give up my beloved woman and allow him to marry me, then Absolutely not!"
She hesitated: "How about I go and tell you..."
He knew that the Ninth Prince was interested in his sister, so naturally he couldn't let her suffer the embarrassment. He said resolutely: "No! Sister, you don't need to come forward. I will definitely handle it, don't worry about it."
"I don't know if the Ninth Prince will allow it or not."
"The Ninth Prince will definitely agree. If you don't agree, at worst, I will never get promoted or make any money in this life, and I will take you away!"
Resigning from marriage was originally a difficult thing. Hua Rong would never believe it if it were any other man, but it was different when Yue Pengju said it. From childhood to adulthood, he never said a word to deceive himself. He was still weak. He was able to help him escape when the time came. After he became an upright hero, he saved him from danger many times. This man, almost from the first sight, was his protector.
Before her tears were wiped away, she couldn't help but smile again.
There was a "crack" in the brazier, and the flames flickered. Yue Pengju saw the red fire reflecting the blush on her face, and there was a trace of extremely joyful smile in her eyes. He was originally worried, fearing that she would stop him from renouncing the engagement. , but instead of stopping her, she was very happy. She didn't even mention a word about "marrying Wanwan" or "treating Wanwan well". This time, it was as if she had received a silent promise and response, and she was filled with joy. , I didn’t know how to express it, so I just held her hand tightly, held her gently in my arms, and touched her hair.
The two hugged each other for a long time, and Hua Rong slowly took out the hairpin from her arms. After tossing and turning for a long time, the hairpin was still treasured in her arms. This friendship is self-evident. He took it from her hand and gently Insert it into her bun: "Sister, this is yours and it will always be yours."
Her face turned slightly red and her voice was low and inaudible: "Does it look good?"
He was extremely happy: "It looks good."
She leaned in his arms, listening to his strong and powerful heartbeat. She felt so relaxed from body to heart. She closed her eyes slightly, feeling tired.