After galloping for a day, the convoy stopped by a small river.
Forced everyone to go down to the river to take a bath, and then each of them took the medicine with heartache. Hearing these teenagers happily talking about how they were fighting against the enemy, seeing the expressions of Yan Qi and Ying Jiuying Shisan, and Leaning on Yang Zhao who was smiling and silent by the carriage, Ling Qingyu sighed privately, well, these children are no longer under her jurisdiction.
At dinner yesterday, I was still talking to Han Bian about what to do next. When I woke up and got on the carriage, I didn’t say anything. Looking at Yang Zhao and Ying Jiu’s appearance, the matter should have ended. Looking at the boys, they changed their clothes. The cloak has also been changed, but the smell of blood is too strong, right
After wrapping up the last one, Ling Qingyu stood up, handed the medicine bag to Ying Jiu, and said, "Send it to them." From the children's words, the existence of those two people was more or less revealed. The fierceness of the enemy.
"Okay." Ying Jiu turned around and swept back, walked through a depression, saw Ye Shiyi and Lu Yao resting on the rocks, walked over, handed the medicine bag to Ye Shishi, and said: "The head of the family wants me to give it to you." here."
They all carried medicine with them, but the best medicine, Alan, was only given to Ling Qingyu. In this medicine bag, there were four Nine Turns Back to Soul Pills, a few Xuming Pills, and some of the best medicines for internal injuries.
Ye Shiyi took the medicine bag and thanked him in a low voice, and gently stroked the medicine bag with his hand, it seemed that there was still warmth on it.
"We won't be in such a hurry when we go back." Ying Jiu patted Ye Shiyi, gave Lu Yao a fistful salute, then turned around and fled back.
Ye Shiyi poured a few pills for Lu Yao, looked at his pale face, and said, "Brother Lu, why don't you go back after resting for a few days?"
Lu Yao swallowed a continuation pill and a pill for treating internal injuries, shook his head and said, "Be careful." Mrs. Yang is not so easy to be, let alone directly offended the eldest princess and Queen Dong, they dare not look for Yang Zhao Let's do it, but so what if Mrs. Yang is killed
After crossing these hills, it was a desert grassland area. In order to travel, they did not stay in the town, but camped in the wild some distance from the official road. They cut wood from the nearby mountains and lit several piles of bonfires.
The night is beautiful tonight, the starry sky is low, and the stars in the sky seem to be within reach.
"Qingyu, I'll take you to a horse race, okay?" Holding Ling Qingyu in his arms, Yang Zhao lowered his head and asked.
Ling Qingyu's eyes lit up, and he nodded repeatedly.
Seeing Yang Zhao and Ling Qingyu riding towards the desert grassland, Ying Shisan and Ying Jiu also wanted to follow, but Yan Qi blocked them.
"He won't go far." Yan Qi looked at the trotting shadow and said calmly.
It was already August, and the wind at night brought a cool feeling, blowing head-on on the face, bringing a trace of cold.
"Is it cold?" Seeing Ling Qingyu shrank back, Yang Zhao asked, and then wrapped the cloak around her.
Ling Qingyu shook his head. The grassland in front of him is very vast. Although the vegetation is sparse, the sky is high and the clouds are low, which makes people open their hearts.
Yang Zhao speeded up, the horse galloped on the grassland, Ling Qingyu's hair was blown up by the wind, brushing his face in strands.
"Qing Yu," Yang Zhao lowered his head and said to Ling Qingyu who closed his eyes slightly, "You won't be going out to sea this year, right?"
Going to sea? Ling Qingyu was stunned for a while, and when he came back, he had already agreed to go to Europe to see the land of knights, but since Yan San was no longer by his side, that passion and desire seemed to have disappeared.
"Qing Yu, wait for me for another two years, and I will accompany you, okay?" Seeing that she was silent, Yang Zhao rubbed his chin on the top of her head and asked.
Ling Qingyu smiled lightly and said, "After two years, will you be able to get away?"
Yang Zhao was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice, "Now that the army at Heishuiguan has risen, He Li can also take my hand. If I am seriously injured and disabled, the court will never allow a useless person to garrison Heishuiguan again."
Startled, Ling Qingyu raised his head and said, "Are you kidding me?" Under the cold moonlight, the wind brushed his hair all over his face, making the smile on that face more resolute, and the resoluteness in his eyes was brighter than the starlight , His voice choked up, and he said, "Zhao, why bother?" The Zhengshitang is not so easy to deceive, Yang Zhao said this because he really planned to do so.
"Don't worry, even if Zhao loses one hand, he can keep you safe outside the episode." Yang Zhao smiled lightly, and then said, "Could it be that you despise Zhao?"
Ling Qingyu turned around and hugged his waist with both hands, buried his face in his fiery chest, and said in a low voice: "Zhao, I'm not worthy of you..." Although I didn't see it, I can still imagine them from the few words of those teenagers. In the battle last night, Yang Zhao's commanding ability can also be imagined. If such a person who belongs to the battlefield really completely left his world, how regrettable it would be
"Qingyu, Zhao wants to go with you to see the world, to see the vast world other than Heishuiguan." Yang Zhao slowed down his horse, stroked her long hair with one hand, and said, "In the future Days, Zhao doesn’t want to be separated from you anymore, in fact, Zhao’s happiest life is the time when I was with you on the Fengshen.” At that time, there was no one else, you only had me in your eyes, no responsibility, no burden, even breathing The air is sweet.
"As long as it can be exchanged for being with you every day in the future," Yang Zhao bowed his head and kissed Ling Qingyu lightly, and said, "Let alone an arm, even if it takes Zhao's life, Zhao is willing." How hard it is to wait alone, year after year, and then seeing you and Yan San getting closer day by day, seeing the tacit understanding between the two of you to the point where no one can get in, waking up from a dream, Thinking that maybe one day, your love for me is just a responsibility in the end, as long as you think about it, you will tremble with fear.
"Zhao..." Ling Qingyu sighed softly, hooked his neck, and kissed him deeply.
The entanglement of lips and teeth became hotter, Yang Zhao lifted Ling Qingyu and sat her facing him, and then kissed along the skirt of the clothes that had been unraveled in the entanglement with his hot lips.
"Zhao..." Ling Qingyu whispered unconsciously as his body was ignited by the hot kiss.
Yang Zhao held her by the hand and leaned down under him. The little brother who was already aroused slightly shrank Ling Qingyu's hand, and then was pressed down more firmly.
August in the northwest is already autumn, and the night becomes colder and colder, even the stars and moonlight are covered with hazy mist.
Under the starlight, the horse galloped on the grassland, and the entangled bodies of the two were also covered with a layer of mist.
After galloping for a day, the convoy stopped by a small river.
Forced everyone to go down to the river to take a bath, and then each of them took the medicine with heartache. Hearing these teenagers happily talking about how they were fighting against the enemy, seeing the expressions of Yan Qi and Ying Jiuying Shisan, and Leaning on Yang Zhao who was smiling and silent by the carriage, Ling Qingyu sighed privately, well, these children are no longer under her jurisdiction.
At dinner yesterday, I was still talking to Han Bian about what to do next. When I woke up and got on the carriage, I didn’t say anything. Looking at Yang Zhao and Ying Jiu’s appearance, the matter should have ended. Looking at the boys, they changed their clothes. The cloak has also been changed, but the smell of blood is too strong, right
After wrapping up the last one, Ling Qingyu stood up, handed the medicine bag to Ying Jiu, and said, "Send it to them." From the children's words, the existence of those two people was more or less revealed. The fierceness of the enemy.
"Okay." Ying Jiu turned around and swept back, walked through a depression, saw Ye Shiyi and Lu Yao resting on the rocks, walked over, handed the medicine bag to Ye Shishi, and said: "The head of the family wants me to give it to you." here."
They all carried medicine with them, but the best medicine, Alan, was only given to Ling Qingyu. In this medicine bag, there were four Nine Turns Back to Soul Pills, a few Xuming Pills, and some of the best medicines for internal injuries.
Ye Shiyi took the medicine bag and thanked him in a low voice, and gently stroked the medicine bag with his hand, it seemed that there was still warmth on it.
"We won't be in such a hurry when we go back." Ying Jiu patted Ye Shiyi, gave Lu Yao a fistful salute, then turned around and fled back.
Ye Shiyi poured a few pills for Lu Yao, looked at his pale face, and said, "Brother Lu, why don't you go back after resting for a few days?"
Lu Yao swallowed a continuation pill and a pill for treating internal injuries, shook his head and said, "Be careful." Mrs. Yang is not so easy to be, let alone directly offended the eldest princess and Queen Dong, they dare not look for Yang Zhao Let's do it, but so what if Mrs. Yang is killed
After crossing these hills, it was a desert grassland area. In order to travel, they did not stay in the town, but camped in the wild some distance from the official road. They cut wood from the nearby mountains and lit several piles of bonfires.
The night is beautiful tonight, the starry sky is low, and the stars in the sky seem to be within reach.
"Qingyu, I'll take you to a horse race, okay?" Holding Ling Qingyu in his arms, Yang Zhao lowered his head and asked.
Ling Qingyu's eyes lit up, and he nodded repeatedly.
Seeing Yang Zhao and Ling Qingyu riding towards the desert grassland, Ying Shisan and Ying Jiu also wanted to follow, but Yan Qi blocked them.
"He won't go far." Yan Qi looked at the trotting shadow and said calmly.
It was already August, and the wind at night brought a cool feeling, blowing head-on on the face, bringing a trace of cold.
"Is it cold?" Seeing Ling Qingyu shrank back, Yang Zhao asked, and then wrapped the cloak around her.
Ling Qingyu shook his head. The grassland in front of him is very vast. Although the vegetation is sparse, the sky is high and the clouds are low, which makes people open their hearts.
Yang Zhao speeded up, the horse galloped on the grassland, Ling Qingyu's hair was blown up by the wind, brushing his face in strands.
"Qing Yu," Yang Zhao lowered his head and said to Ling Qingyu who closed his eyes slightly, "You won't be going out to sea this year, right?"
Going to sea? Ling Qingyu was stunned for a while, and when he came back, he had already agreed to go to Europe to see the land of knights, but since Yan San was no longer by his side, that passion and desire seemed to have disappeared.
"Qing Yu, wait for me for another two years, and I will accompany you, okay?" Seeing that she was silent, Yang Zhao rubbed his chin on the top of her head and asked.
Ling Qingyu smiled lightly and said, "After two years, will you be able to get away?"
Yang Zhao was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice, "Now that the army at Heishuiguan has risen, He Li can also take my hand. If I am seriously injured and disabled, the court will never allow a useless person to garrison Heishuiguan again."
Startled, Ling Qingyu raised his head and said, "Are you kidding me?" Under the cold moonlight, the wind brushed his hair all over his face, making the smile on that face more resolute, and the resoluteness in his eyes was brighter than the starlight , His voice choked up, and he said, "Zhao, why bother?" The Zhengshitang is not so easy to deceive, Yang Zhao said this because he really planned to do so.
"Don't worry, even if Zhao loses one hand, he can keep you safe outside the episode." Yang Zhao smiled lightly, and then said, "Could it be that you despise Zhao?"
Ling Qingyu turned around and hugged his waist with both hands, buried his face in his fiery chest, and said in a low voice: "Zhao, I'm not worthy of you..." Although I didn't see it, I can still imagine them from the few words of those teenagers. In the battle last night, Yang Zhao's commanding ability can also be imagined. If such a person who belongs to the battlefield really completely left his world, how regrettable it would be
"Qingyu, Zhao wants to go with you to see the world, to see the vast world other than Heishuiguan." Yang Zhao slowed down his horse, stroked her long hair with one hand, and said, "In the future Days, Zhao doesn’t want to be separated from you anymore, in fact, Zhao’s happiest life is the time when I was with you on the Fengshen.” At that time, there was no one else, you only had me in your eyes, no responsibility, no burden, even breathing The air is sweet.
"As long as I can get it in exchange for staying with you every day in the future," Yang Zhao bowed his head and kissed Ling Qingyu lightly, and said, "Let alone an arm, even if it takes Zhao's life, Zhao is willing." How hard it is to wait alone, year after year, and then seeing you and Yan San getting closer day by day, seeing the tacit understanding between the two of you to the point where no one can get in, waking up from a dream, Thinking that maybe one day, your love for me is just a responsibility in the end, as long as you think about it, you will tremble with fear.
"Zhao..." Ling Qingyu sighed softly, hooked his neck, and kissed him deeply.
The entanglement of lips and teeth became hotter, Yang Zhao lifted Ling Qingyu and sat her facing him, and then kissed along the skirt of the clothes that had been unraveled in the entanglement with his hot lips.
"Zhao..." Ling Qingyu whispered unconsciously as his body was ignited by the hot kiss.
Yang Zhao held her by the hand and leaned down under him. The little brother who was already aroused slightly shrank Ling Qingyu's hand, and then was pressed down more firmly.
August in the northwest is already autumn, and the night becomes colder and colder, even the stars and moonlight are covered with hazy mist.
Under the starlight, the horse galloped on the grassland, and the entangled bodies of the two were also covered with a layer of mist.