The cold wind was bleak, whining, and the military flag was blown by the wind.
Yaoying slept in a daze. She broke the quilt in her dream and felt a little cold. She stretched out her arms, turned over, reached something with her fingertips, and was warm and solid beside her.
The familiar smell made her feel very at ease, she hugged him, arched into his arms, and rubbed her hair against his chest.
The people beside her were slightly stiff, gently pulled her hand away, pulled up the quilt that was wrapped around her shoulders, and pressed it down.
Yaoying mumbled a few times unconsciously, her tone was fierce.
The man didn't move.
There was a low, faint smile in the ear, like a circle of water waves swaying on the calm lake under the moonlight, no sound could be heard, only the sparkling silver light could be seen.
Yaoying raised her leg, put her foot on him with a snap, and fell asleep again.
When I woke up again, the sky was still dark, a lamp was lit by the bed, and a soft halo floated in the room.
In front of him is a face with a clear outline, clear and thin, with deep facial features, like an ink pen outline, with a faint layer of gloomy blue air between the eyebrows, the green eyes are slightly lowered, and the light golden candle light flickers on the tip of the eyelashes. , In the breath, the warm nose slid on the side of her neck.
He leaned over to look at her, the quilts between the two were piled messily on the corner of the couch, she was cold, looked around, and found that her clothes were half torn, her legs and hands were exposed, and she didn't know her socks. When he took it off, he was neatly dressed and wearing a cassock. He brushed his fingers over her sleeves, sat up slowly, and lowered his other hand to lift her gauze skirt.
A strange feeling of heat traveled on Yaoying's legs, the calloused finger pads brushed the delicate skin on her legs, and a thin shiver rolled over her body, her whole body was cold, only his fingers The place it touched was as hot as fire, and the whole body was trembling, and the toes were tensed.
Yaoying was stunned for a while, and an unpleasant moan overflowed between her teeth.
The movement of the person on the body stopped, the breath became heavy, and the hand was retracted.
Yaoying's consciousness was dizzy, she stared at him for a while, raised her hand to hook his neck and pressed down, her soft lips pressed on his slightly frowning brows, her hands stroked the side of his neck, gropingly holding live his face.
"Master, I miss you so much."
She whispered softly, as if in a dream.
Tan Mo Luojia's body was tense, and she stared at Yao Ying, who was sleepy and sleepy. Her eyes were always full of sadness and joy, and the light in her eyes was darker than the night outside the house, and the whole person pressed down on her.
A flush appeared on Yaoying's face.
The soft lips fell on her forehead, slowly descended, stayed at the tip of her nose for a while, and then kissed her lips, gentle and lingering, the cold fragrance of submerged water invaded her cheeks, restrained and greedy for it, Lips and tongues intertwined, as if not enough, sucking.
A spring of spring water is flowing, and the sound of water is gurgling.
Yaoying was dizzy, raised her hand and hugged Tan Moraga's shoulder, her collar slipped, and half of her chest was open.
Under the candlelight, the snow is white and silky, the stamens are beginning to bloom, and the flowers and branches are trembling in the wind, delicate and beautiful.
Tan Moraga froze for a moment, then let go of Yaoying, pulled the quilt over her, got up and lay down on the bed, with her back to her.
Yao Ying came back to her senses now, sat up, rubbed her hair, her moist lips were wet, she glanced at Tan Moraga, and then at the small half of her skirt curled up on her legs, her eyes were slow. Slowly widened, stunned.
The mage actually took advantage of her sleeping...
Just as she was stunned, Tamara turned around and sat back on the edge of the couch, putting her hand on her bare calf and rubbing her fingers a few times.
A burst of soreness struck, and Yaoying frowned in pain.
Tan Mo Luojia raised her eyes to look at her, her eyes had returned to the usual calm and indifferent, "Where else does it hurt?"
Yaoying was stunned for a moment, smelled an unfamiliar smell, sniffed it, and found that it came from her body. She looked down and saw a layer of light blue ointment on her leg where his fingers had just touched. There are also above.
It turned out that Tamara was applying medicine to her just now... She thought too much.
Yaoying was stunned for a while, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and she smiled while holding Jinbei: "How does the Master know that my leg hurts?"
Tamara looked at her, frowning slightly: "You said in your dream that your body hurts."
She was exhausted and fell asleep shortly after lying down. He was reluctant to sleep, hugged her quietly, and listened to the roar of the wind outside the house. In the middle of the night, she suddenly turned over uneasy and kicked the quilt away. He helped her cover the quilt, and when he touched her arm, she frowned immediately.
"I hurt."
The tip of Tamaroka's heart trembled slightly: "Where does it hurt?"
"Leg pain, back pain, back pain... all over..."
She hugged him in her dream, softly coquettish.
At that moment, even the hardest diamond heart became soft. He brushed away her sleeves and skirt corners. There were several bruises and red marks on her arms and legs, as well as several scabbed wounds.
She looked tired, and he didn't want to wake her up, so he lit the lamp, rubbed the medicine for her, and massaged her wound.
He asked her about her part. In order to avoid the scouts of the Beirong coalition, they took a mountain road that only herdsmen knew. She had to travel the mountains and rivers like her own soldiers and climb the hills. Ye hardly got off the horse, and there were injuries all over his body, so he had to press it well, otherwise he would be screaming for pain for the next half month.
Yaoying didn't remember what she said in her sleep, so she tried to move her arm and said, "It doesn't hurt too much. Take a night's rest and you'll be fine tomorrow."
Tamara didn't say anything, she applied the medicine to her, put on socks, smoothed her shirt and skirt, and continued to massage her calf through the skirt.
Yaoying stared at him with her bright eyes wide open.
Tamara said softly: "Okay, then go to sleep."
Yao Ying hummed, lay down, faced him sideways, closed her eyes, felt that the place where he pressed his fingers was sore and numb, the strength was moderate, and it was very comfortable.
She wanted to talk to him, but didn't want to sleep, she opened her eyes again and slammed into his gentle gaze.
He kept looking at her.
"Is it hard on the road?"
Seeing that she refused to sleep, Tamara asked.
Yaoying shook her head on the pillow and said lightly, "It's a little hard to climb the mountain."
Tamara was silent.
The personal soldiers told him that the Wang Ting army attacked the Western Army and robbed several tribes and manors. The noble family in Gaochang was quite angry, and the first thing she thought of was that something had happened to him.
"One day when the Buddha was on the throne, Wang Ting would never break his covenant and attack us. Something must have happened to him, and the garrison in Wang Ting's border city was out of control."
Yaoying's heart was burning with anxiety. In just a few days, he appeased the generals of the Western Army, assembled his troops, raised food and grass, and dispatched troops.
Everyone knew that the 100,000-strong army of Haidu Aling was coming towards the holy city. As long as there was an army approaching, they would be attacked by the coalition forces. The western army was blocked in the east and could not approach. Came to the Holy City in a hurry with hundreds of episodes.
These days, she fought with the generals of the Western Army, quarreled with Li Zhongqian, mobilized all the troops and horses she could mobilize, braved the wind and snow to drive the road for so many days, and attacked the east and west under the eyes of a hundred thousand troops...
How could it be just a little hard work
Tamara closed his eyes for a moment, and said: "Haidu Aling will gather the defeated troops tomorrow and regroup. His men have defended all the important roads. Once a large number of reinforcements arrive, they will be surrounded and suppressed by him, and the reinforcements will enter. If he doesn't come, he will wait for his work, and the Holy City's arrows have run out, so the city gate will be breached sooner or later... Tomorrow, before he can react, you and your personal soldiers will break out with everyone."
Yaoying was stunned for a moment, like a basin of cold water pouring down from the top of her head: "What about you?"
Tamara said lightly: "I will hold Haidu Aling, as long as I stay in the holy city, he will not dare to lead troops to chase you in person, you go straight east, don't stop on the way, and join Li Zhongqian and the others. "
Yaoying's face darkened slightly: "Then what? You let the defenders and me break through, wouldn't there be a few people left in the city?"
Tan Mo Luojia lowered his eyes: "The holy city is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and it can last for a while. I have already instructed that after you break out of the siege, join up with Li Zhongqian's army, and then find a way to turn around and harass the northern army."
Yaoying stared at him blankly, the smile between her brows faded little by little.
"Luo Jia, are you going to let me go again?"
Tamara was silent, with candlelight on his side face, and his face was cold, like a Buddha.
Yaoying looked at him, her expression getting colder and colder.
He had already made arrangements... He disappeared for a while while she was bathing and eating, just to go and deploy to break out. She had just arrived in the holy city, and he was planning to send her away. He kissed her in front of thousands of troops, and pulled her without hesitation under the watchful eyes of the believers. In fact, he was thinking about how to send her out of the holy city!
Just like last time, she was full of joy, thinking that Munda Deva could cure him, but in fact everything was his lie!
He instructed Munda Deva and the medical officer to coax her into taking off the blindfold and make her think he was getting better.
He secretly confessed his identity to Li Zhongqian, angering Li Zhongqian, who couldn't wait to urge her to leave the holy city.
He also asked Yuanjue to write so many "everything goes well" letters to her, keeping her in the dark.
Since that night he chased out of the holy city late at night and rescued her from Li De's men, she no longer doubted him, she naively thought that everything was getting better, dealt with the affairs of the Western Army, and happily I went to the inter-tribal gathering, bought a lot of things, and wanted to give them to him.
The resentment and helplessness of this period of time roared up and down, the mountains and the tsunami, each wave overwhelmed the other.
Yaoying gritted her teeth in anger, and felt sore again, her eyes were sore, and tears filled her eyes all of a sudden.
"Luo Jia, do you know that when I was excitedly packing up the box and preparing to come back to see you, I heard that something happened to you... I came to look for you, and the people in the royal court said that you were betrayed and lost your whereabouts. Probably died in the turmoil caused by the family..."
That day, it was snowing heavily, and she was standing on the avenue outside Shacheng, her heart twisted like a knife.
He left alone, and she would never see him again.
Yaoying's face was tense, and when she remembered the moment when he was confirmed to have an accident, she still felt cold all over her body, and tears flashed in her eyes.
"You lied to me again and again, have you ever thought about my feelings?"
"I don't want you to be alone..."
There was a hint of weeping in her voice.
The room fell silent, the candles dimmed.
Yaoying sat up suddenly, pushed Tamara Ka away, turned over to bed, and smiled.
"Okay, I'll go now..."
She shivered with anger, stretched out her hand to open the door, and the cold wind rushed in, putting out the candle, she shivered, and raised her voice to call someone.
There were two rapid and heavy footsteps behind him, and his tall figure caught up with him, his aura suddenly exploded, his solid arms wrapped around her shoulders and hugged her tightly.
He hugged her very hard, as if she was afraid of something. She pressed her back against his chest and struggled a few times. He hugged her tighter and firmly clasped her wrist to prevent her from moving.
"Mingyue slave."
There was a soft sigh in the ear, and the cool lips fell on Yaoying's neck.
She was stunned.
Tamara held her from behind, lowered her head, and rubbed her lips against her cheeks and the side of her neck.
He wanted to call her that many times. There are so many princesses in the world. To him, only she is different.
"Mingyue slave, I won't lie to you again in the future."
He whispered in her ear, rubbing his lips against her earlobe as he spoke.
Yaoying's body softened.
Tamara held her chin with her fingers, made her look up, and kissed her curled eyelashes, kissing away her tears.
"No matter what happens in the future, I will not hide it from you."
Yaoying looked at him, turned around in his arms, and put her arms around his waist.
"You are an eminent monk, and you have to count your words."
Tamara looked down at her, and with a hum, bowed her head and kissed her on the top.
The two hugged each other quietly for a while, the wind came in, Yao Ying shrank a little, Tan Mo Luo Jia picked her up, took her back to the couch, turned around, closed the door, and returned to the inner room.
Yaoying grabbed his sleeve: "Luojia, I have to stay, Haidu Aling is afraid of you, and if you want to get me, we must stay in the holy city to hold him back. We can keep sending people to try these days. Break through the encirclement, attract the attention of Haidu Aling, and make him unable to guess our true intentions."
Tamara frowned, pondered for a long time, and nodded.
In the past, when she made up her mind about what to do, he couldn't make her change her mind. He could only hide it from her. Now he can't hide it from her, let alone lie.
Yaoying's anger dissipated, she smiled, lay down with Jin quilt, and closed her eyes: "I feel much better. You should sleep for a while, don't be tired, and you will be defending the city tomorrow."
Tamara agreed softly and continued to massage her calf. When she closed her eyes and fell asleep, she leaned halfway against the couch and stared at her with her hands in her sleeves gently turning the beads.
His way, his Mingyue slave.
Everything he cares about is by his side.
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The next morning, Haidu Aling was really busy gathering the defeated troops of various tribes and rectifying the troops, but did not immediately attack the city.
Yaoying woke up in the early morning. She applied the medicine last night, and Tan Mo Luojia helped her massage and dredge her, and the pain on her body was relieved a lot.
She went out with Tanmaraga, and the people saw Tanmaraga and gathered around with the food they were reluctant to eat, their eyes fell on her, hesitated, and dared not go forward.
The two climbed to the top of the city together, Tan Mo Luojia summoned the generals, and Yaoying led the Xizhou soldiers to discuss how to use the equipment that the Holy City could still use to assemble weapons, so that the fire bombs could exert more power.
Hearing that Tan Mo Luojia was going to send someone to pretend to break out of the encirclement, Bi Suo went out to fight without thinking, knelt down on one knee, and said, "King, let the last commander go."
Tamara said: "The team that breaks through will be encircled and wiped out by Haidu Aling at any time. After a failure, you have to keep trying to break out in order to deceive Haidu Aling."
Bi Su nodded, his eyes firm.
He is the general of the guards, the son of the Tanmo family and the Ashina family, and the guard of the Buddha. It is his duty to defend against foreign enemies and protect the holy city. He is willing to throw his head and shed his blood for this. Blood is his glory. If the price is to pay with his life, he will not hesitate.
As long as Tamara is alive, the people in the city will not despair, and the defenders can continue to grit their teeth and persevere. He is only a middle-ranking general, and his life and death will not change the overall situation.
Before dawn, Bi Su took a group of men out of the city and ran towards the east. The scouts of the Northern Rong Allied Forces discovered the military situation and immediately blew their horns. A group of iron cavalry quickly rushed out in the direction of the camp, galloping like lightning. In the blink of an eye, he had already galloped to the front, surrounding Bi Suo and the others.
Yaoying stood on the top of the city, watching Bi Suo and the others being swept away by the Beirong iron cavalry.
That afternoon, perhaps because they were afraid that Yaoying and the others would break out of the siege, the Northern Rong Allied Forces quickly assembled their troops and attacked the city again.
The Beirong iron cavalry rushed to the front, followed by other tribes and a few small affiliated tribesmen. The defenders fought bloody battle for a day. When dusk fell, the Beirong coalition army retreated, leaving mountains of corpses under the city gate.
The next day, Tan Mo Luojia continued to send people to break out of the siege, still heading east, and the Northern Rong Allied Forces sent iron cavalry to pursue them.
At the same time, the Western Army, which was blocked in the east, was also trying to break through the defense of the Beirong Allied Forces and came to the Holy City to rescue, but Haidu Aling was already prepared and sent a team of soldiers and horses to guard a one-man Guanwan. At the pass opened by Fumo, although the Western Army outnumbered the troops, it was still unable to advance half a step.
The battle was stalemate, and morale in the city gradually slumped. The Beirong Allied Forces couldn't attack for a long time, and they couldn't hold their breath, and they became more and more anxious.
Every time the two armies withdraw their troops, Yaoying, dressed in uniform, patrols the battlefield with her own soldiers, soothes the wounded soldiers, and helps them bandage their wounds.
On this day, Bi Su took his subordinates to break through the siege and failed again. When he was rescued by his own soldiers back to the holy city, his back was full of arrows.
The next morning, when the sky was just dawn, Haidu Aling led an iron cavalry to the gate of the city, bent bows and arrows, and sent a letter to the top of the city.
There was only one sentence in the letter: as long as the Buddha handed over Princess Wenzhao, he would retreat.
Tamara and Yaoying looked at each other, and a light flashed in Yaoying's eyes.
Haidu Aling also began to worry.