Long Jiu reined in his horse and slowly rode up the mountain trail.
It was dark at night and it was difficult to find. Long Jiu casually took away the torch brought from the military camp and scanned the surroundings cautiously with the help of the faint light and shadow.
Soon, they came to a small village at the foot of the mountain. Long Jiu was overjoyed and kicked his horse over. Long Jiu jumped off his horse and walked into the house holding a torch. He checked carefully and found nothing. Long Jiu was disappointed and felt like he had been poured cold water on.
He held up the torch reluctantly and looked around. It was getting darker and darker. Long Jiu's heart also sank.
Long Jiu held the torch and walked up the mountain forest. After searching to no avail, he picked up a pile of firewood and burned it. Put out the torch, fly up to the tree, lie down against the tree, bend your legs slightly, put one hand on your knees, put the other hand on the back of your head, close your eyes, and sleep.
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When Feng Xi'er woke up, she felt as if her whole body had been crushed. It was the first time she slept in a cave, and her body was fragile. There was still a slight pain in her lower body.
The two aunts thoughtfully cleaned the wound on her neck. The old village chief went to pick wild fruits early and came back. The few of them ate a little. Feng Xi'er said: "I'll ride up to the front to see how the situation is. There may be good news."
The old village chief and the aunt nodded happily. It was great to have Feng Xi'er sharing weal and woe with them.
Otherwise, no one would know about these old guys lying dead in the wilderness.
Feng Xi'er went outside the mountain forest and felt the pure natural breath of the primitive ecology, and she felt inexplicably good. Untie the horse rope, get on the horse, and ride slowly, humming a tune all the way.
Long Jiu on the tree suddenly opened his eyes.
It's her, her voice is as clear as an oriole.
Long Jiu narrowed his eyes. Is this little woman so happy after leaving him
Long Jiu stood up, slapped the tree hard with his palm, flew down, and landed on Feng Xi'er's horse.
Feng Xi'er, who was unprepared, was shocked.
Before she could turn around to look at the person coming, Long Jiu's hot breath fell on Feng Xi'er's ears and neck.
This embrace, this temperature, is so familiar.
Feng Xi'er was so surprised that she turned her head and couldn't believe her eyes.
I was so excited that I couldn't speak.
Long Jiu's thin lips reached to Feng Xi'er's ear: "Axi, I'll leave as soon as you fall asleep. Who gave you the courage, huh?"
What
Could it be that... Long Jiu remembered her
Just because he fell asleep, he remembered her
Feng Xi'er was stunned for a moment, then replied: "What? Will the prince personally come to take the little one back?"
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Long Jiu corrected him: "Since last night, you are no longer a washerwoman. You are my Long Jiu's woman."
His only woman.
Feng Xi'er thought of Long Jiu's rudeness and indifference to her, and felt aggrieved. Her tone was a little sour and she said, "How can I be worthy of being the prince's woman if I'm so ugly?"
When he did shy things to her last night, he wasn't so tender and affectionate.
Long Jiu felt a sudden pain in his heart and looked at Feng Xi'er's sad eyes and the ugly scar that was faintly visible under her bangs.
"Axi, I will use all my medical skills to cure your ugly scar." Long Jiu made a serious promise.
He stopped talking about me
Do you really remember her
Feng Xi'er felt aggrieved and said angrily: "It's just a skin, and no one loves it anyway. Why do I care about it?"
Long Jiu looked at Feng Xi'er's aggrieved little daughter-in-law.
"Who says you are loved by no one? I love you. Xi, I'm sorry for making you suffer."
Feng Xi'er couldn't help the doubts in her heart anymore and asked: "Long Jiu, do you remember me? Remember that we once loved each other?"
Long Jiu shook his head: "No, I only have a little memory, but I know that my feeling for you is very special. I will remember it slowly in the future, give me time."
Feng Xi'er felt the corners of her eyes sore, all the grievances came up in an instant, and tears flowed out unsatisfactorily.
Long Jiu was a little at a loss. He hugged Feng Xi'er tightly and comforted him clumsily: "Axi, don't cry. I swear I will never let you suffer again in the future. Let's go back now."
Feng Xi'er choked up and said, "I don't want to go back. There is no place for me in the dynasty. If it weren't for you, I would have gone far away and lived in seclusion in the mountains and rivers, living the life I want."
Feng Xi'er said, the grievance in her heart getting deeper and deeper.
No matter how free and easy she is, she is still a fragile little woman in the face of love.
Long Jiu knew everything Feng Xi'er did for him.
Long Jiu's only regret was that he only had special feelings for Feng Xi'er but could not remember the memories they had together.
Long Jiu tightened his arms a little tighter, rested his chin on Feng Xi'er's shoulder, and said softly: "I will give you whatever life you want. If you want to travel around the world, I will accompany you."
Feng Xi'er looked at Long Jiu in confusion: "Long Jiu, do you love me?"
He couldn't even remember her.
Long Jiuqing frowned and grabbed Feng Xi'er's little hand: "I don't love you, do you think I will touch you?"
If a man like him, who is restrained, tolerant and mysophobic, doesn't really want a woman, how can he do it
Feng Xi'er's face instantly turned red as she recalled those shy scenes. The feeling of grievance was replaced by sweetness.
Long Jiu smiled charmingly, feeling very accomplished.
"We live in seclusion among the mountains and rivers, ignore worldly affairs, and then have children and live an ordinary and happy life. Axi, do you like it?"
Feng Xi'er flickered her eyelashes, imagining those scenes.
Isn't she dreaming? All this happened too suddenly, happiness came too quickly.
"Now, I only have one idea." Feng Xi'er looked directly at Long Jiu.
"You tell me, I will satisfy you."
"I just want to see your true face."
How long had it been since Hong Jiu's death that she hadn't seen him
Long Jiu grabbed Feng Xi'er's little hand, put it on his mask, and said generously: "They are all mine, look at it as you like."
Even though she knew that Long Jiu was Hong Jiu, Feng Xi'er was still looking forward to it. Staring at Long Jiu with blazing eyes, his eyes were full of expectation. Long Jiu took off his mask, revealing his evil handsome appearance.
Feng Xi'er stared intently at this face that confounded all sentient beings.
"You look so good, why do you have to wear a mask?"
Long Jiu put his forehead against Feng Xi'er's and said emotionally: "I'll only show it to you."
Feng Xi'er's face turned red.
"Axi, let's go wander the world."
"I'll go back and say hello to the old village chief and the others first."
"No, I'll let my people settle them."
Long Jiu sat behind the horse and held Feng Xi'er's hand, kicking the horse and riding slowly forward.
"My lord, is the battle won at the frontier?"
"Well, once the Prairie King dies, the world will be at peace."
Feng Xi'er said happily: "It's great. The world is finally at peace and the people can live a stable life."
Feng Xi'er's eyebrows were curved and she smiled brightly.
"Your Majesty, where are we going?"
"Call me Ah Jiu or Xiao Jiujiu."
"Xiao Jiujiu still sounds nice, I will call you Xiao Jiujiu from now on."
A note to readers:
Children's shoes chasing books. Are you satisfied with this ending? In fact, I originally planned to write the grassland chapter. But I was in a hurry to finish it, so that’s how it ended. There are still two thousand words left in No. 1 and it’s over.