Tan Mo Luojia returned to the tent, the candle shadow floated, and Yaoying on the other end of the long desk did not move at all, as if she was asleep.
He didn't fall asleep, he meditated. After sitting for a while, I felt a gaze fixed on myself for a long time in the dim candlelight, and looked up.
Yaoying sat up without knowing what to do, her long hair was loose, her hands were cradling her knees, her arms were resting on her arms, and she stared at him blankly with tears in her eyes.
The candlelight reflected on her pale face. At this moment, she was not the high-spirited Princess Wen Zhao during the day, but a fragile and sad little lady.
Tamara was stunned for a moment, remembering the absent-minded smile on Yaoying's face when she returned to the account.
She has something on her mind.
Yaoying noticed his gaze, she recovered, wiped the corners of her eyes, and the tip of her nose was slightly red.
"Have a nightmare?"
Tamara asked, his voice softer than he thought.
Yaoying was about to lie down and then go to sleep. Hearing his gentle question, she paused and said, "I heard from Yang Nianxiang and the others today that my brother's martial arts are useless, and he can no longer use the pair of golden hammers. ... he came to me before he was healed... I don't know where he is now... I dreamed about him just now... he... "
Li Xuanzhen was highly skilled in martial arts and was protected by his own soldiers. They were all injured like this. Yang Nianxiang and the others were killed and died. It is conceivable how strict the blockade of the Beirong people was. Li Zhongqian was seriously injured and could not speak nonsense. How much suffering did he have to suffer through the blockade to find her
No matter how much he suffered, as long as he didn't find her, Li Zhongqian would never look back. He was so stubborn.
From childhood to adulthood, Li De's suppression of suspicion, he didn't care at all, but he couldn't bear her grievances... He actually assassinated Li De in public, directly tearing the appearance of father and son, monarch and minister, he didn't care about anything, including his own life .
Yao Ying's voice trembled, and she couldn't continue. In the flickering candlelight, a pair of eyes glistened with water, and tears seemed to flow from their eyes.
The sutras that were being meditated in Tamara's heart became blurred, replaced by the sound of teardrops falling.
Drop by drop, ripples spread.
She should laugh more. When she laughs, she is bright and bright, as if in the blissful world described in the scriptures, where the golden sand spreads on the ground and the trees appear in the Buddha temple, the wonderful ceilings are colorfully falling, and everything is illuminated.
Tan Mo Luojia looked at Yaoying and said softly, "I think about it in the day and dream at night, it's just a dream. The princess and her brother and sister are deeply in love. He should be able to turn bad luck into good luck and be safe."
His voice was cold, without a trace of emotion, but inexplicably had the power to soothe people's hearts.
Yaoying hummed softly, smiled, shook her head, and the tears in her eyes disappeared.
"The general is right, it's just a dream. Brother A will be safe. I will find him and reunite with him!"
She let out a long sigh of relief and said firmly.
The two fell silent, and Yao Ying lay down again, breathing gradually even. Tamara closed his eyes and meditated.
After a while, there was a rustling sound next to the long case.
Tamara opened his eyes.
Yaoying put her hands on the ground, walked around the long desk, and climbed carefully to his side, grabbing the felt blanket and wrapping herself.
Tamara looked down at her.
She moved over and was very close to him, only half a foot away, her blanket covering the corners of his robes.
His eyes were as cold as frost, and he didn't mean to blame, but it just gave people a sense of dignified oppression. Yaoying was a little embarrassed, picked up a volume of books, and whispered: "General, I really can't sleep, and I dream when I fall asleep. …Can I sit over? I want to read the paperwork for a while before going to bed.”
Tamara didn't make a sound, tapped his chin lightly, and closed his eyes.
Yaoying chuckled and looked down at the book.
There was silence in the tent, one of them closed their eyes and meditated, and the other was wrapped in a felt to read the document. It was quiet, only the paper rustled softly.
Full of hazy candles.
Tanmaraka recited the scriptures silently, and after finishing the first chapter "Sense of Karma of All Living Beings in Jambu", he suddenly felt his arm sink, and something was lightly sticking up.
He hesitated and opened his eyes.
Before the candle was extinguished, the light and shadow were intertwined, Yao Ying leaned face down on him, her eyes were closed, her thick eyelashes trembled slightly, she was drowsy, and she was still holding the opened book in her hand.
Tamaroka didn't move.
With a light snap, the book in Yaoying's hand slipped to the ground, she seemed to be awakened, she let out a vague babble, raised her hand to grab Tan Moraga's sleeve, and rubbed against his arm, looking for him. Taking a comfortable position, breathing became long.
Tan Mo Luojia did not move, did not push her away, Bi Mu looked at the quietly burning candle on the table.
After an unknown amount of time, a wisp of blue smoke emerged from the candlestick, and the candle went out.
Yaoying moved and her body slid down.
Tamara Ka said nothing, raised his arm to catch her.
Yaoying threw herself into his arms, this time in a more comfortable position, moved forward unconsciously, and pressed her body on top of him.
There was a faint fragrance on her body that lingered.
With her eyes lowered, Tamaroga pulled the slipped felt blanket up to her chin, wrapping it around her exposed shoulders.
She paused as her fingers brushed against her cheek.
There were tears beside her eyelashes.
He curled his fingers slightly and approached her eyes little by little, trying to wipe away those tears for her.
There was a thin explosion, and the charcoal fire flickered. She looked calm, her eyebrows stretched, and she slept soundly.
Tammaraka withdrew his fingers and continued chanting the scriptures.
…
When Li Xuanzhen woke up, it was already early morning, and the sky light penetrated into the felt tent, the light ups and downs, showing the rough outline of the furnishings in the tent.
A few stacked large boxes and cages, red-burning charcoal basins, hanging horses, bows and arrows, quivers, a few animal skins, a long table full of paper scrolls, a small table with bowls and teapots in a mess, a plate There is a stack of unfinished hard naan...
Li Xuanzhen looked around, and finally stopped at the two figures beside the long case, and suddenly woke up.
The man is tall and thin, his uniform outlines the texture lines, and even though he is sitting, he still does not hide his composure. A woman with loose hair rested on his legs, closed her eyes and slept soundly, her cheeks flushed, her body curled into a ball, leaning against him, he sat still, looked down at the sleeping woman, his face was calm.
Li Xuanzhen breathed quickly.
The man raised his eyes, the eyes of the two collided, one was cold and the other was gloomy, like swords hitting each other, frost splashing.
Li Xuanzhen didn't recognize who the scarred man in front of him was, but he recognized the woman lying on him—in this world, apart from Li Zhongqian, when did Li Yaoying get so close to other men
She rode across the long street, dressed in fresh clothes, with flying skirts, and the young man who admired her chased after him. She never laughed at them, nor did she play hard-to-play with them, but she never responded to any The love of a young man.
In this way, in order to survive, she abandoned her modesty and self-respect, and entangled a monk in public... Every time I heard the Hu people talk about the fragrant story between Princess Wenzhao and Wang Ting Buddha's son in a vulgar tone, and discuss what kind of means she would use to seduce the Buddha's son , like a knife stirred in Li Xuanzhen's heart, he had to use all his strength to restrain the urge to tear those people's mouths apart.
He didn't dare to think about what Yaoying sacrificed in order to survive, so he could only tell himself over and over again that he and Li Zhongqian would save her and let her forget about this experience.
At this moment, watching Yaoying leaning on a man and sleeping soundly with incomparable trust, in addition to the ecstasy of finding her and knowing that she is safe, Li Xuanzhen is forced to face a bloody reality: Li De and him caused it all.
He sent her to the bed of the chief of the Yelu Department, causing her to be coveted by Haidu Aling, and the river basin was thousands of miles away, and she suffered a lot.
Li Xuanzhen trembled and coughed violently, as if to cough out all of her heart, liver and lungs.
Probably the only way to relieve the pain that permeated his internal organs.
The loud coughing woke up Yaoying, who was sleeping, she got up and was at a loss for a few breaths. The next moment, her pupils opened, and she quickly got up and rushed to Li Xuanzhen's side.
"Li Xuanzhen, where is my brother? How did his golden hammer fall into your hands?"
Her hair was disheveled, and there were still indentations on her cheeks. She looked at him with cold eyes, disgust, vigilance, and nervousness - nervous for Li Zhongqian.
Li Xuanzhen frowned in pain and said softly, "Don't worry, he's still alive..."
"Where is he?"
The pain in his body became more intense, and Li Xuanzhen trembled, "He may be in the North Rong Yat..."
There was a coolness on Yaoying's back: "Northern Rongya tent? How could he go to the North Rongya tent?!"
Li Xuanzhen took a breath, endured the pain, and said, "Beijing blocked the news, we don't know... we don't know where you are... I thought you were still in Beirong... I found Yizhou... Later, we planned to go to Wang Ting, and something happened on the way. Accident…”
The brothers mixed into the northern army and thought they could reach the royal court smoothly. On the way, the Wakhan Khan suddenly changed the route, the team stopped, and the slaves were sent to serve the nobles in the tooth tent.
During this period, Li Xuanzhen met several acquaintances who secretly infiltrated Beirong—the personal soldiers Li De sent to persuade him to return to the Central Plains.
Li Xuanzhen resolutely sent away the personal soldiers, but did not want those personal soldiers to find Li Zhongqian, and even wanted to kill him, and the identity was revealed the next day, and the news of Li Zhongqian in Beirong was leaked, and Li Xuanzhen and Li Zhongqian were also leaked out. He was also hunted down by Beirong people.
Fortunately, Haidu Aling was not there at the time, and his followers did not move for the time being. It was the people of Wakhan Khan who were chasing them.
"We fled all the way to Beirong Yajing, and met a few Han people. They were the secret works of Yang Qian's rebel army. I heard that Haidu Aling had returned and handed Li Zhongqian over to them, and let them take shelter in a safe place first. Head... I used Li Zhongqian's golden hammer to distract the pursuers... Later I met Yang Nianxiang..."
There were too many chasing soldiers, and he escaped several times. He was lucky that he didn't bring Li Zhongqian with him, otherwise neither of them could escape. Not long ago, he met Yang Nianxiang. They had secret letters and were also being hunted down by Beirong people. Everyone was Han and fled together in a desperate situation. Li Xuanzhen gradually learned about Yang Nianxiang and their identities, and knew that they had returned from the Central Plains. , went to see Li Yaoying in the Ale Department, and was ecstatic to walk with them.
Li Xuanzhen intermittently recounted what had happened for the past six months in a sincere tone.
Yaoying frowned when she heard this.
Li Xuanzhen's words were simply incredible to her.
From the first sentence, she couldn't understand it.
How could Li Zhongqian go to Izhou with Li Xuanzhen
How could Li Xuanzhen take risks for Li Zhongqian's safety and lure away the pursuers
He left the crown prince and left the Central Plains, wasn't it for Zhu Luyun? Why not go directly to Zhu Luyun and walk with Li Zhongqian all the way? After finding Zhu Luyun, did you follow Li Zhongqian to the royal court
She heard Li Xuanzhen's story clearly, but she didn't believe a word.
She looked at Li Xuanzhen, wondering if he was seriously injured and confused, "Why do you want to help my brother?"
Li Xuanzhen smiled bitterly, her phoenix eyes stared straight at her, her voice hoarse: "For you, Ayue."
After saying this, there was a moment of silence in the tent.
Yaoying frowned.
Li Xuanzhen couldn't hide the bitterness on her face, "Ayue, don't you believe me?"
Yaoying was silent for a long time, and the corner of her mouth curled up: "His Royal Highness, if it were you, would you believe it?"
He has always wanted to put Li Zhongqian dead, so he tacitly allowed Wei Ming to train ranger assassins. How could he take risks to save Li Zhongqian's life
Li Xuanzhen's body throbbed and her lips trembled: "Ayue, I did harm Li Zhongqian many times... But I never lied to you... Li Zhongqian's identity was exposed, and the Beirong people would definitely catch him and threaten you, so I have to protect him. "
Yaoying didn't speak.
Li Xuanzhen is indeed not someone who can lie and deceive her. He is gloomy, deep, and capricious. He has harmed Li Zhongqian in front of her several times, but he will not go to great lengths to tell such absurd lies.
He didn't bother to do that.
"Ayue..."
"Don't call me that, Ayue is already dead."
Yaoying cut Li Xuanzhen's words in one bite.
Li Xuanzhen was covered in sweat, her body was shaking more and more, and her teeth were rattling, "Okay... I won't call you... Don't worry, Li Zhongqian is very safe, the Beirongya tent is at the rear, after I draw away the pursuers, he will Take a detour to Gaochang with those fine craftsmen, and then go to the royal court. That route is safer... Maybe he's already in Gaochang now..."
He looked at Yaoying, his eyes straightened.
"Ayue, don't be afraid, you won't suffer any more... I'll take you home... "
Yaoying was expressionless, trying to analyze which of Li Xuanzhen's words were the most credible from the mess.
Is Li Zhongqian really out of danger
Every word he said was true, and together, it became nonsense.
In case he didn't lie, she had to quickly write to Yang Qian and Yuchi Damo, asking them to send troops to respond to Li Zhongqian.
Yaoying's expression changed.
Li Xuanzhen's breathing became more and more rapid, and she sat up abruptly, clutching her wrist tightly.
"You believe me..."
Before Yaoying could react, a gloved hand stretched out from the side, her two fingers lightly tapped, Li Xuanzhen let go of her strength for a while, released her hand, and threw it back on the blanket.
His phoenix eyes widened, and he looked at Tamara, who appeared beside Yaoying at some point.
"You are from the royal court... Tell your disciples, I know where the main force of the Beirong army is... My Great Wei can send troops to attack Beirong..."
Ignoring the open wound on his body, he struggled to sit up again and looked at Tamara Ka.
"The condition is... the royal court must agree to let Princess Wenzhao return home immediately."
The author has something to say: "All things are shining brightly" This sentence is quoted from the commentary of the Infinite Life Sutra.