Mu Lin was released early the next morning.
Of course, nothing happened between her and the girl Tao Ji. There was silence for a while, and Mu Lin began to ask her about local customs and practices. Unexpectedly, the two of them got along better and better as they talked, and they chatted for the entire night.
Tao Ji went back to her room to catch up on her sleep. Mu Lin came out feeling a little sleepy, but all the men were full of energy. It was really worth the trip.
Li Hu and the others winked at Mu Lin, knowing that Lin Feng was not good at this, and they felt relieved. Although he was not as good at martial arts, he had won the game in terms of men. Mu Lin was unaware of the thoughts of these men.
They returned to the General's Mansion, packed up briefly, and followed Helian Yingzhu to the Northern Frontier. The atmosphere along the way with Jiang Mingyue was a little weird. The rough men were still unfamiliar with Jiang Mingyue, but it didn't affect their chatting and laughing.
As soon as they arrived at the place, Jiang Mingyue left. No one knew where he was going or whether he was looking for someone. Mu Lin vaguely guessed that even the most mean-spirited and hard-hearted people have soft spots in their hearts, which may be unknown to anyone and will never be touched.
Mu Lin admitted that she also had a damn soft spot.
Even though she has endured the pain of lies and exploitation time and time again, she still cannot learn her lesson and cannot completely break free - because even the deepest nightmare has a hint of sweetness.
The climate in the north and south is very different. Mu Lin followed the local customs and changed from single clothes to cotton clothes, which made her thin figure look much stronger. Her empty heart became full with the busy life. She became a glorious military doctor. Her daily life was to treat injured and sick soldiers with other military doctors. In addition, she was solely responsible for the health of Helian Yingzhu.
The unchanging border scenery has gradually become boring, and only the bloody battles are shocking.
I looked at my sword by lamplight while drunk and dreamed of blowing the horn in the camp.
Eight hundred miles of roast meat was distributed to the subordinates, and fifty strings played the music from beyond the Great Wall.
Military inspection on the battlefield in autumn.
The horse is as fast as Lu, and the bow is as loud as thunder.
To complete the king's affairs and win fame in life and after death.
Poor white hair!
The battlefield is indeed a good place to purify people. Apart from the plague, what else can bring more casualties than war? Accustomed to the separation of life and death, Mu Lin felt that his heart was becoming harder and harder.
In her third year at the frontier, Jiang Mingyue came to see her with a man.
"You are Mr. Rong, right?" Mu Lin smiled.
The handsome man, as gentle as jade, nodded with a smile, and his every move showed the grace of a scholar. "Thank you for taking care of Mingyue along the way. We are going back to Southern Xinjiang."
Mu Lin was in awe of Rong Jinduan. He could call a hot-tempered man "Ming Yue" so naturally, and the poison doctor did not refute. It was not unreasonable for two people with extremely contrasting personalities to become friends.
"Okay, okay, we've finished talking, we should go!" Jiang Mingyue was still as irritable as ever. Mu Lin was a little suspicious that this was because the sunshine in the northern desert had tanned him a lot.
Rong Jinduan gave Mu Lin a helpless smile, which was full of apologies for his child's mischief outside, and looked incredibly gentle. Jiang Mingyue was completely furious and dragged him away.
An irritated voice came from far away: "Why are you smiling at him like that!"
It felt like the Qing Yu Jun couple was getting along, but she couldn't tell how they were like Mu Lin. She felt it was very strange, but was faintly moved by it. When she was bandaging Helian Yingzhu at night, she asked, "Why can I see the feeling of a couple from a pair of men?"
Helian Yingzhu raised her eyebrows: "Are you talking about Rong Jinduan and Jiang Mingyue?"
"Well, they said hello to me before they left."
"I know, because they came to visit me first, and then asked me where you were going. Lin Feng, you know that homosexuality is prevalent in our Da Qi, right?"
"Male style?" Mu Lin didn't quite understand this trend.
"It's the love of Long Yang and the habit of Duan Xiu."
"You mean they are the same?" Mu Lin was a little surprised.
"Yes. You see, Rong Jinduan is a foreigner. Jiang Mingyue asked His Majesty for a pardon and spent three years out of seclusion to find Rong Jinduan and bring him back. Who among ordinary friends can do this?"
"General, do you think they will be happy?"
"Happiness has nothing to do with gender, but depends on their own fate."
How can it be irrelevant? Two people of the same gender who want to be together face many more difficulties and obstacles than a man and a woman. I have no clothes, but I share my clothes with you. It is indeed a troublesome matter.
"General, do you have a loved one?"
"… "
Mu Lin also felt it was a bit awkward to ask this question, "Then I'll go out first."
"Really?" She poked her head out of the tent.
Helian Yingzhu laughed angrily: "There was one."
Mu Lin immediately turned around and sat next to her. "Go on, I'll tell you my story too."
Helian Yingzhu thought about what to say and slowly said, "When the news came that my eldest brother died on the battlefield, my mother was pregnant with me. She was shocked by the bad news and gave birth prematurely. She was so sad that her mind became unstable. She seemed to think of me as her eldest brother when he was a child, so I was raised as a boy..."
No wonder Madam Helian looked so stern... Mu Lin had seen her once at the General's Mansion, and he didn't want to get close to her just from afar.
"When I was five, my second brother died on the battlefield. I was sent to Mobei when I was twelve, starting as a soldier and working my way up step by step..."
When she heard that General Helian had been seriously ill last year, Mu Lin couldn't help but interrupt her, "General, didn't you say your beloved?"
Mu Lin also felt that she was in a bad mood, but she didn't want to continue the heavy topic. It is said that the life of mortals is short, so why not enjoy it to the fullest
"Oh, what happened before was just a prelude." Helian Yingzhu had never seen a woman who ruined the atmosphere like her, and thought that if all women were like this, it would be nice for her to be a man.
Alcohol is prohibited in the military camp. She drank her tea slowly and said, "I am a tough person. Sometimes I get tired, so it's not surprising that I am interested in a man."
Mu Lin poured her another cup of tea and poured himself a cup. He took a sip and almost spit it out. It was cold and astringent.
"And then? After you finish listening to this, I'll go make you some hot tea."
Helian Yingzhu waved her hand: "Go ahead, there's nothing more to say."
"Um?"
"he died."
Mu Lin froze while holding the kettle. She subconsciously wanted to ask how he died, but she met Helian Yingzhu's somewhat desolate and tired eyes, and she couldn't say anything.
How can you die on the battlefield? You can only die in battle.
This was the first time she saw this cold and strong female general showing her vulnerable side. Mu Lin's heart softened, and he sat down again, sighing: "General, maybe he is waiting for you by the Forgotten River."
The ancient dark river of Oblivion has witnessed countless heart-wrenching loves, hates, and separations over thousands of years. The dead who are unwilling to cross the river hover here for a long time, and some even jump into the river to commit suicide, causing the ghost officials there to have no time to rest, busy with salvage every day, and full of resentment.
Those who were not salvaged in time eventually ended up in ashes. No matter how unhappy you are, it is only one life. Do you think it is worth losing the chance of reincarnation
"No, he hates me. He should have drunk Meng Po soup and reincarnated long ago."
"… "
Mu Lin was speechless. Maybe she should comfort General Helian? But she never seemed to be good at comforting people. After thinking for a while, she said, "General, I have lived for so long, but I still haven't had a crush on someone. Not only did you have one, but you also had such deep love and hatred. This life has not been wasted in the way of love."
"Heh..." Helian Yingzhu didn't seem to be comforted. She looked at the blurry crescent moon outside the tent with a mocking look on her face, "I'd rather not have it."
The last sentence was so soft that it was hard to hear. If someone else was here, who would be able to hear the complexity in the words? Mu Lin's heart trembled, and he sighed in his heart.
"I'm not saying this to make you pity me. The battlefield is ever-changing and I will try my best to stay alive, but I'm not afraid of death. The only regret is that I don't want me to be the only one who remembers these things."
She wanted these memories to leave traces in the world.
"General, please tell me in detail."
"Hasn't it all been said? What are you listening to? Lin Feng, go back to sleep!"
Mu Lin rarely played tricks, and he grabbed her sleeve and refused to let go, "I feel like I'm being scratched by a cat's claws. Just tell me what happened back then, and I promise not to tell anyone..."
Helian Yingzhu was helpless against her pestering and slowly recounted what happened that year.
Mu Lin listened to the incident. It was simple and complicated. During the time when General Helian was seriously ill, the Wala army was approaching. Helian Yingzhu was ordered to take charge of the situation. The burden on her shoulders was enough to crush a strong man. She was not made of steel. She commanded the battle all night with a fever and collapsed just after leaving the city gate. Zhang Ting, her close bodyguard who took good care of her, became gentle and considerate. He tried various ways to make her happy and relieved her pressure quietly. If it was Mu Lin, she would also fall for him without any reason.
The friendship changed so quickly that Zhang Ting had not yet reacted when she was brought before Helian Yingzhu. Helian Yingzhu expressionlessly opened every letter she had found from Zhang Ting. The one that had not yet been sent was the shortest. Helian Ying was a woman, and Zhang Ting's handwriting was illegible.
Zhang Ting, no, he should be called Arsaleng, is a spy from Wala.
Good, very good!
She stared straight into his eyes and saw panic, helplessness, and fear in his eyes. The hope in his eyes was shattered bit by bit, but finally turned into calmness.
She heard him admit frankly that he was a spy.
I can't tell whether I feel a sense of calmness or a slight sense of loss in my heart.
"No matter what, Helian, I will not send this letter."
"Then I should thank you instead." Helian Yingzhu said this before executing him.
Mu Lin was silent after hearing this, "Do you regret it?"
She didn't ask, do you regret it? Because no matter Helian Ying or Helian Yingzhu, they would not regret it in the face of the righteousness of the country. As for regrets, the feelings that have not yet blossomed and borne fruit withered overnight, Helian Yingzhu, will you regret it
"Memories make up a complete person, and the love between a young man and a young woman forever stays in the budding moment, which is enough."