After five days and five nights of sleepless nights, he was really exhausted, and it was only at this moment that he let go of his worries and defenses that he could sleep like this.
All of a sudden, all the grievances disappeared without a trace. How can one sentence tell the truth? The gurgling blood on the Jiuyou Terrace, the frightening every step in the lonely palace, she walked with him, not knowing what kind of hatred it was, not knowing what kind of hatred it was, "Live on, Kill them all!" The oath still echoes in my ears. How much ridicule and abuse, how much cold staring, how much shame and resentment, are like the seeds of the butcher's knife, planted deeply in their hearts early in the morning. What kind of temptation and power is it to overthrow the majestic palace gate of Shengjin Palace and smash the falling walls of Zhenhuang City? But, after all, because of her words, he waved his troops and turned around. How could she not know the friendship in this
The beliefs of the past days have turned into struggling emotions today. There are resentments, regrets, joys, sorrows, knots but also emotions. She has been repeatedly swayed by two completely different emotions. Until just now, he gently After giving a warning, she turned around and left, only then did she suddenly realize the truth in her heart.
The setting sun, war horses, sabers, the shouts of soldiers, the screams of civilians, war swallows everything, including people's beliefs and consciences, but after all, it cannot swallow the feelings between them.
She did not gain the trust of the people she was loyal to. She put all her eggs in her arms to defend the city. Countless soldiers lost their lives because of this. However, as a woman, she got a friendship that surpassed the mountains, the country and the beauty, Wang Tu's hegemony and the two hearts, he gave her an affirmative answer in an instant, what right did she have to be unwilling and resentful
When she woke up, Chu Qiao was sleeping next to him, her forehead was clean, her small body was curled up, and she was still tightly holding onto his hand. It was still dark outside, Yan Xun was wearing a loose robe standing in front of the window, outside was snowing thousands of mountains, still the sky and land of Yanbei, even the wind was cold. It's still barren and cold here, and it seems to have always been like this. Even if my father gave him a benevolent government, life here is still poor and difficult. But why, when I think of Yanbei, I always stubbornly think that the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant here, rich and beautiful
Maybe, maybe it is really like Miss Yu said, he has changed, his heart has grown bigger, his eyes have seen farther, and there are more things he wants to have. Apart from revenge, there was something deeply rooted in his heart. He has always felt that there is nothing wrong with this. Years of experience have made him understand the importance of power and strength. Without these, everything will be a bird without wings, unable to fly.
But now, he suddenly felt a little scared.
He nearly killed her, and the thought of this made his hair stand on end.
Looking out of the dark window, he seemed to see the vast land east of Chishui again. He could still think of how full of ambition and enthusiasm he had been that morning when the soldiers pointed at Yanming Pass. It's a pity. However, Da Xia is still there, and if he comes back one day late, what will happen to Ah Chu? He took a deep breath, okay...
Her fingers were cold and the bed was empty. Chu Qiao opened her eyes and saw Yan Xun's back standing in front of the window. In the darkness, this back looked a bit heavy.
"Yan Xun?" she called softly, with sleepiness in her voice.
The man turned around and said, "Are you awake?"
"Well, what are you thinking?"
Yan Xun came over, hugged her gently, and said calmly, "I didn't think about it."
Chu Qiao pressed her face against his chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat through the thin clothes, it seemed that she was not sure until this moment that he really came back.
"Yan Xun, do you regret it?"
Yan Xun's eyes were firm, and his arm slightly exerted force, "No."
"Then will you regret it later?"
Yan Xun was silent, Chu Qiao's heart gradually turned cold, and her muscles tensed up. After a long time, Fang heard him say softly: "I regret that I came back late."
The tip of her nose suddenly felt a little sore, Chu Qiao buried her head in it, then closed her eyes, and tightly pursed the corners of her mouth.
What else do you want? Don't be too selfish, even if you are with him day and night, how much of the pain in his heart can she share? How much can she understand the sadness of tragic deaths and the hatred accumulated over the years? As long as he still remembers her, misses her, and takes care of her, that's enough.
"Yan Xun, don't hide anything from me in the future."
"En." Yan Xun nodded, "Okay."
Chu Qiao fell into a dream again, the dream was warm and sweet, someone was holding her hand, so firm, as if she would never let go. She thought in a daze, she seemed to have such a dream, where is it? By the way, it was in Biantang, it was a warm and beautiful place, full of flowers, but she felt that it was not as warm as Yanbei. Standing on this land, her heart was moist and warm, even though the mountains outside were like iron, Evening snow in the wilderness. The winter snow is coming, and the sun, which is as thin as a cloud, sparsely falls from the shadows of the trees, making it warm. After Yan Xun came back, it seemed that even the weather became clearer, the sky was blue and high, the sun was bright, the snow field was vast, and the bright light was reflected brightly, making people dazzling.
The several battles in the past few days not only devastated Yanbei, but also exhausted Chu Qiao physically and mentally. After she relaxed, she suddenly fell ill, with wind-cold, high fever, constant coughing at night, and bowl after bowl of medicine, but it didn’t help, doctor Change like a lantern. Although the door is always closed, she can still often hear Yan Xun losing his temper at the doctors, but every time he sees her, he is as calm as nothing happened, occasionally comforting her, "It's okay, It's just a little wind and cold, just take a rest."
It seems that she has not been sick like this for a long time, and the memories are still from when she was a child, Yan Xun was sick, she ran to steal the medicine, and was found out and beaten severely, but the medicine she stole back after all the hard work, It didn't make Yan Xun get better, instead, in order to save her, he caught cold again, developed a fever at night, and talked nonsense. She couldn't be stimulated directly with cold water, so she ran out and squatted in the snow, and came back to hug him when she was completely cold. After a whole night of tossing like this, when Yan Xun woke up the next day, she couldn't afford to fall ill. Since then, she has always been afraid of the cold, even if she is warmed by the fire, her limbs are always cold. However, for so many years, the hardships of life, the difficulty of traveling, and the uninterrupted occurrence of accidents and killings, so even if he was sick and in pain, he could always endure the past with willpower. Now, once he fell down, But it is a lingering sick bed.
Looking back on those days of being cautious and suffering, it seems so far away. At that time, I hated him so much, and secretly vowed that one day I would get rid of this predicament and let everyone who bullied me pay the price. But now I often miss, miss the bleak world, the quietness of only the two of us, miss those days when there were no branches to rely on, and we could only lean on our backs for warmth.
When Miss Yu came, it was afternoon, and the afternoon light poured in through the window lattice, drawing mottled shadows on the ground. Miss Yu is still the same, with pale eyebrows and plain eyes, eyes like autumn water, slender neck, thin chin, a few traces of paleness on her cheeks, and a long white fur. She walked in quietly, and stood at the door without making a sound, just quietly waiting for her to find out.
Seeing her suddenly, Chu Qiao was slightly startled, sat up with the help of the bedpost, and said in a hoarse voice: "Miss Yu, when did you come? Why didn't you say anything?"
Miss Yu stepped forward, her mouth curled into a smile, "I just came here for a while, I just wanted to see you."
"sit."
Girl Yu sat opposite her bed, looked it over carefully, then frowned slightly and said, "Why are you so sick?"
She picked up a coat and put it on Chu Qiao's shoulders. Chu Qiao leaned on the soft pillow, her cheeks were pale, her lips were bloodless, and she smiled slightly, "I think I got a cold a few days ago."
Miss Yu looked at her, sighed quietly, and said softly: "You are always a stubborn child, have you fallen to the root of the disease at such a young age?"
Miss Yu should be twenty-six or seven years old this year, not considered old, but when she speaks and does things, she always gives people a sense of vicissitudes, as if Chu Qiao is really just a child in her eyes.
"It's okay, just take care of yourself."
"That's right. Illness comes like a mountain, and it goes like a thread. You can rest easy and recuperate. Don't think about anything. Too much thinking will hurt your body."
Chu Qiao nodded, suddenly remembered something, and asked: "Miss, the officer of the Southwest Township, can you see it?"
Miss Yu's eyes flickered slightly, and said lightly: "Just now you said you shouldn't worry too much, did you forget it so soon?"
Chu Qiao shook her head slightly, "I'm just a little worried."
"Your Highness is willing to withdraw troops from Yanming Pass for you, so why can't you tolerate a mere Southwest town government envoy?"
Suddenly being touched by someone, Chu Qiao couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, she was silent for a while, and then said in a low voice: "I'm just afraid that those people will be unruly and bump into him, if he loses his temper..."
Miss Yu chuckled lightly: "Don't worry, everyone has their own measure."
Chu Qiao felt relieved, raised her head and asked, "Will the girl live in Beishuo?"
The sun outside the house was extravagant, shining brightly on her eyes, Miss Yu said softly: "The war will start in the east, I won't stay for long, maybe in a few days, I will be stationed in Yanming Pass."
Chu Qiao said seriously: "Did Daxia send troops to fight here so soon?"
"Your Highness has occupied the northwest, how can Daxia let it go? I heard that the deployment of troops has already begun."
"So fast, who is it? Zhao Che?"
Miss Yu smiled, "There is no one else but him, Mengtian is already old, and the one in Shengjin Palace must not trust others, even this son, he has some scruples."
Chu Qiao nodded, the room was warm, and the charcoal fire in the field was smelling incense, making her feel dizzy and sleepy, "Miss, be careful, Zhao Che is no better than Zhao Qi, he is a difficult character to deal with." .”
"Don't worry, Dao Ya will walk with me." Miss Yu smiled slightly, with a little lightness in her eyes, and her expression became peaceful.
Chu Qiao understood it, and didn't point it out, she just said, "Mr. Wu also goes with me, so it's much safer."
"You rest, I still have something to do, let's go first."
Chu Qiao nodded, "Girl, thank you for what happened before."
Miss Yu's footsteps faltered slightly, but when she turned her head, her eyes were brisk and indifferent, "Ah Chu really has an exquisite heart."
It was inconvenient for Chu Qiao to get out of bed due to her illness, so she just nodded slightly and said, "Miss, go slowly."
After Miss Yu left, the maid came in to deliver the medicine to Chu Qiao. She picked up the medicine bowl and drank it in one gulp. The medicine was very bitter and her mouth was astringent.
In fact, there is nothing difficult to guess. With Yan Xun's intelligence, how could he not have a perfect solution? The reason why he kept Miss Yu was to support himself. But when she was in Beishuo, Miss Yu didn't take the initiative to take her to Lancheng. Afterwards, she let her do things again and again, and later told the truth about Yan Xun's invasion of Daxia. The deep meaning of this is of course unspoken. And Ming. Yan Xun entrusted this matter to her because he believed in her loyalty, but unfortunately, although Zhong Yu was loyal, when the interests of Yan Bei and Yan Xun collided, her loyalty was greatly compromised. This point, she understands, why doesn't Yan Xun understand? So even though Yanbei was currently facing battles on the Meilin Pass and the Eastern Front, he still sent Wu Daoya to Miss Yu and did not let her take power alone. And Miss Yu obviously understood all this, but she didn't want to point it out. Maybe, she really didn't mind. Compared with power, maybe being with Mr. Wu is what makes her happier.