MTL - Emperor’s Conquest-Chapter 18 leave

The wind and rain were still screaming outside, but the charcoal warmed the humble wooden house with a warm spring.

I was silent in Xiao Huai's arms, motionless, long hair wrapped around his chest, a few strands of hair wet with sweat, touching his naked chest, intertwined with the deep and horizontal scars on the copper-colored skin. There were so many old injuries on his body, and even a knife mark crossed his shoulder, almost running through his back ... Although he had already healed, leaving only a slight trace, he was still shocking. In the ten years of Rongma's career, how many lives and deaths have been passed, and how many people's bones have been trampled before they can be killed from the sea of ​​blood, step by step to today ... I dare not imagine the days he lived alone in those ten years.

After the affection at this moment, he lay down with my eyes closed, and seemed to fall into a peaceful sleep. The sharp-edged eyebrows were still cold, the corners of his lips were still tight, and the sword with the scabbard was in his hand, but the wind was blowing. He will stand up by the sword at any time, and there is no time to relax. I stared at his peaceful sleeping face for a long time, with a slight pain in my heart, mixed with a little sour sweetness.

I reached out and gently smoothed the wrinkle on his brows with my fingertips. He closed his eyes, motionless, the corners of his clenched lips relaxed slightly, making a slight smile. I leaned over and pulled over the half-dried robe to cover him naked. He suddenly caught my waist and rolled over and pressed me underneath.

As soon as I whispered, I condensed to my lips. I saw Xiao Yan's eyes flashing, his face was dignified, he stood on his knees, and protected me under him. I did n’t dare to move my breath, but I did n’t hear anything, but I was aware that something was approaching. Xiao Xiao ’s eyes changed, suddenly his wrist sharpened, and the Xueliang sword issued a desolate dragon yin, passing low and quiet in the quiet night. Drive away.

A scream of a sword outside the house responded, and a low, low-sounding man's voice came out immediately, "It's too late to fall, the Lord is frightened, and sin should be dead!"

I felt a little embarrassed and immediately became embarrassed. I got up and put on my robes, and put on my robes and crowns.

Xiao Yan also returned to his sheath with a smile, and said, "Very well, your movements are getting quicker."

"Subordinates are terrified." The man responded respectfully, stopping outside the house, no longer approaching, and the voice sounded familiar.

"What's going on with the Assassins?" Xiao Yan's voice was cold and majestic.

"Assassins met with their subordinates in the eastern suburbs. Seven died and nine wounded, and the remaining twelve retreated outside the city. General Tang Jing has led a pursuit and General Song has closed down the city to search. His subordinates did not dare to delay, and then came to answer Lord. "The man's voice was stubborn, and there was a strong accent outside the customs ... Beyond the customs, my uncle's heart moved.

Xiao Yan opened the door of the room, and the cold wind and rain poured in. I was shivering, but I saw a full-body samurai standing in the rain outside the door, and more than ten rides behind him stood outside a few feet away. The oil torch, in the wind and rain, still looks like iron and stone, and remains motionless. The torch soaked in pine oil swayed in the wind, burning thick black smoke, and never extinguished.

The figure of Xiao Yan standing against the sword with his hands in his hands, against the fire, had a careless pride.

A guard stepped up to the umbrella, Xiao Xiao took it, turned back with a smile, and stretched out his hand to me.

I swept at the hair, Xu Bu walked to his side, handed him to the palm of his hand, and followed him into the storm. Yusi slaps on the umbrella, and the cold wind blows, but his shoulders block the chillyness of Yu Ye, passing the warmth to me continuously.

We walked to the open space outside the house, and the dozen or so knights rolled over and dismounted, kneeling on one knee, and bowed to Xiao Yan. The cold iron armor brought a uniform sound, and in the sound of wind and rain, it was particularly shocking.

Mo Yan and Jingyun really followed the guards and saw us exuberantly excited.

I looked sideways at the burly General Iron Armor, and finally saw his face, and he looked up at me slightly, and I smiled in return—it really was him, who was the one who met me in the battle. Big man in gray.

Nowhere in Fuchu knows our whereabouts more than Yuxiu and Lu.

Back at the palace, Xiao Yan ordered the imprisonment of all informed servants. Several people, including the niece and groom, were put in jail pending trial.

When the guard came to take away Yuxiu, she said nothing, did not cry, stubbornly bit her lips, and let the guard drag her away. As she approached the door, she looked back at me and looked at me. Her thin body was pulled upside down by the guard, but her eyes were firm and shining.

"Yu Xiu did not betray the princess." She only said this sentence gently, and was immediately dragged out by the guards.

I fixed my lips and looked at her, watching her go further and further, and finally blurted out, "Stop it."

The two guards turned around and stopped, Yuxiu fell to the ground, biting his lip to look at me, his eyes were bitter and sad. I know this kind of gaze. This is the sorrow abandoned by those I admire and respect. It is the helplessness I once felt. Only at this moment, I looked at this thin and stubborn girl, and was deeply moved by my heart. Without any reason, I believed her.

"Not Yuxiu." I turned to the guard, calmly, "Let her go."

Yuxiu suddenly looked up at me with tears in her eyes. The two guards looked at each other with some hesitation.

I stepped forward slowly, reached out to Yuxiu, and personally lifted her from the ground. The guards looked embarrassed and had to bow down, and Yuxiu burst into tears, wiping her tears and kneeling down at me while kneeling.

I held her, patted her shoulder, and said softly, "Yu Xiu, I believe in you."

She couldn't speak a word. Behind her, the maid stood quietly, one by one with red eyes, all booing.

That night, Lu's husband, Feng, who joined the army, committed suicide at home. However, Lu was tortured in prison, but finally admitted that she informed Feng Shenjun of Xiao Yuan's whereabouts. She had never expected that her husband had been persecuted and had responded to the messenger behind the assassin.

The assassin fled to the official road in the east suburbs, was surrounded by Tang Jing, and three live ones were left. The rest died.

Song Huaien closed the whole city of Ningshuo in a timely manner, rigorously searched and arrested a middle-aged scribe among the crowds of businessmen in the south of the city.

This man was the deputy ambassador to the Ningshuo Army with Xu Kun, Zuo Lang, the soldier, and Du League.

I'm no stranger to this name. This person is over thirty years old, and has a low profile. He is from the northern hopeful family. Not only is his literary style brilliant, but also the skill of riding and shooting martial arts. Such a talented person, because of his narrow and eccentric temperament and untimely temperament, was incompatible with the power and wealth, and became a laughing stock for everyone.

The most famous celebrities in the world are BMW good horses and fairy crane dogs. Only this person loves cows. He has more than ten cattle farming in his family. He often compares himself to cattle. . Many officials have been impeached by him for a little mistake, and even dad has been repeatedly bumped by him face to face. Only because of the right face's face, can this helpless person be helpless.

I still vaguely remember the dark-skinned, wide-sleeved robes and sleeves, always an angry Du Shilang. Unexpectedly, he would make a secret person supported by the right-hand man to assassinate the court officials.

The dark man is a shadow-like mysterious existence. I know that my uncle has a group of dark men who swear allegiance to the Wang family. No one knows who they are and where they are hiding; but with an order, they will appear like shadows at any time. , Execute the envoy on the Lord.

Geng Jie's wild Du Shilang will be the leader of the dark man; my well-known and high-ranking father will be guilty of perpetrators; the heroic king Zhang Yu will attack the court violently ... I knew that there was no absolute loyalty in this world. After all, but the words "becoming king and defeating the king"-everyone is the same flesh-and-blood drive, has the same selfish desire, and under the guillotine, life is also vulnerable.

For example, the head of the Dumeng was hanging from the head of Ningshuo city.

He spoke eloquently above the court hall, commanding the dark man to come and go like a shadow, and he was loyal all his life, repaying the grace of Wen Xiangzhi with death. One day, however, his good head was cut off under the butcher's knife, and the blood was only three feet away.

Xiao Huan ordered Song Huai'en to reassure Du Meng, and there was no more words, and he flatly ordered him to decapitate him—if he could use it, he would wait for it. If he could n’t use it, it would be a dead end. If you change to a father, you may have talents for cherishing talents, but Xiao Yan will not. He is a strategist and a general who talks and laughs.

His father's second secret letter was sent immediately.

In the middle of Beijing's resurgence, the right-wing Dang Fei was not cleaned, and he robbed the prisoner on the day of the execution. He wanted to rescue Wen Zongshen. Fortunately, he was repelled by the uncle's Yulin Army, and his uncle was killed by the assassin. Wen Zongshen was then put into a prison for fear of rebirth. His aunt went to prison and gave him a glass of poisoned wine to death.

The winds and clouds in Beijing have been changing, and the situation has become intolerable. King Jiangning Suining has also been outstretched, and the forward army has quietly pulled out of the camp. At this moment, the right-wing party feather sends a dark person to assassinate King Yuzhang-all this is given to Xiao The best reason to send troops south. The Ningshuo garrison was well-trained, the army was majestic, and the grain and grass were well-prepared. Xiao Xuan left 250,000 garrisons to stay at the frontier fortress, and led the Tieqi strong brigade 150,000. After three days, he waved straight to the capital.

I went to the city tower with Xiao Kun and reviewed the exercises of the three armed forces.

This is not the first time I have witnessed his Majesty's might. However, when the three armies raised their halberds and shouted in unison, the horseshoes rolled up in the dust and rolled like a thunderous thunder ... I was once again stricken by the iron blood Shocked, just like on Chaoyangmen three years ago.

I looked back at Xiao Yan's face, and saw the embroidered golden dragon emblem on his black shirt, dyed by the setting sun.

Today Xiao Xiao has his wings full and his sword sharp.

Although the vast sky of Ningshuo is vast, I am afraid that he cannot hold his iron bones and has ambitious ambitions.

That night, I ordered Yuxiu to pack and prepare to go south with the army.

The first time Yuxiu left Ningshuo for a long journey was to go on a military expedition, and now she was nervous and excited.

I saw her packing a lot of heavy clothes, and she couldn't help laughing. "The more you go south, the warmer you get. You won't be able to wear heavy things when you are in Beijing. You don't need to bring them."

Behind him, Xiao Xiao's voice was faintly smiled, "Take it."

He strode into the inner room without leaving the armor, and the waiters bowed back hastily.

I smiled and looked at him, "You don't know about it now. If you were in Beijing at this time, it was already a veil of sleeves and a cloak, and you would be so clunky. Who would dress so clunky and ugly?"

Xiao Yan didn't say anything, just looked at me, and that glance made me feel a little uneasy.

I stepped forward to help him untie his breastplate, and grinned with a smile, "I don't want to change to my regular clothes when I return home. Is it so comfortable to be so cold?"

"You are homesick." He held my hand, his eyes were deep, "I really want to return to Beijing, isn't it?"

I was slightly suffocated, and I didn't want to go over my head in silence. The idea that I was the most reluctant to touch was broken by him, and for a moment I felt a little sad. I had to smile reluctantly.

He reached out and stroked my hair, and there was a trace of guilt in his eyes. "I will pick you back to Beijing after the battle is settled, and I will not let you wait too long."

I froze, stepped back, and fixed my eyes on him, "Do you want me to be with you?"

"Not this time." He took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it to me. "Letter on the left, you can read it now."

It was the father's home letter. He refused to give it to me yesterday and asked me to come back and read it again.

For a moment, I had a moment of emptiness in my heart, but took the letter without the courage to open it.

When I knew that he wanted to march south, he didn't hesitate, and never thought about the danger of the war. I just felt that it would be just and right to go with him. What's more, there are my parents and relatives in Beijing. They are still under the eyes of King Daining of Suining. At this crisis, I am Wang's daughter. I always share life and death with my family. place.

"I want to go back to Beijing." I looked up coldly, as opposed to Xiao Yan's eyes, "You don't want to leave me here alone."

He looked at me and slowly said, "Early tomorrow morning, you will leave for Langya."

"Lang Ye?" I suspected that I had heard it wrong. He said Lang Ye, how could he inexplicably mention our Wangs' hometown.

"The long princess has gone to Langya." Xiao Yan gently held my shoulder, "you should go with her."

——My mother went to Langya's hometown at this time. The abrupt news made me stay still, but vaguely thought about it, but another stunned ... The thin letter in my hand only felt heavy.

Unpacking the familiar Wen Jinzhuan, after reading it in ten lines at a glance, I was insecure for a while, and the paper slipped away.

Xiao Yan said nothing, just held my shoulder and looked at me silently.

The father only said in the letter that his mother was slightly ill and should leave Beijing for recuperation. She had already taken her aunt Xu to her hometown of Langya. There is a long way to go. She is alone, thinking about women, hoping that I can meet her.

I covered my face, and my heart was as chaotic as it was soaked in snow.

Mother, poor mother, no one thought of her situation at this tense mouth, even I almost ignored the past. Who cares about a woman in the deep harem of Hou Men, her name is almost forgotten, leaving only the title of the princess, or the identity of the grandfather Zuo Xiangjinguo.

The weak emperor who is under house arrest is not only the emperor, but also her elder brother; the royal family whose power and dignity have been deprived by her husband's family is her proud family. She is the princess of Jin Minchang, the only younger sister in the saint, and she has the royal blood flowing on her body. I don't believe that my mother will choose to escape at this time. Although she is weak and kind, she is not a weak person.

When she went to Langya, she was bound to be forced—it was her father who forced her away, and did not want her to see her husband's and her relatives' eyes.

Should I say my father is kind or cruel?

The thought of my father saying that she was ill-dressed, and thinking of her daughter was so eager, I could no longer bear the sorrow of my heart, turned around and fell in Xiao Huai's arms, and burst into tears.

I still have his arms, but the poor mother has no relatives beside her at this time, and only Aunt Xu is with her.

Xiao Min patted my back gently, without interrupting my weeping, and allowed me to bury his face deeply in his chest, tears wet his shirt.

For a long time, he sighed softly, "Be stronger, see your mother and stop crying like this."

I nodded my head, he lifted my face, not as gentle as usual, just holding my shoulders, and said in an unquestionable tone, "Here I am your trust, when you come to Langya, you are The trust of others! "

"Yes, I understand." I held back my tears, bit my lip and raised my head. "I will start tomorrow."

With four eyes facing each other, for a moment, the coldness of Xiao Yan's eyes gradually melted, showing a little helplessness, and deeper attachment.

Yesterday, he refused to let me open the letter, so he abandoned the urgent military service, and took Wei to take a look at Saiwai Makino, which allowed me to spend the fastest day in Ningshuo ... In fact, it was the fastest and most memorable day in my life.

He knew that parting would be tomorrow, and he just didn't want to make me sad for another day.

Parting, parting again-when Zi Xi went to Huangling, I thought that the rest of the day would lose its glory, and I did n’t even dare to send him personally; but this time parting, I said to myself secretly, parting is to be with He reunited, just as he left on the day of his big wedding, but in exchange for meeting each other now.

The candle burned high and the night was deep, but I still wanted to talk to him for a while and look at him more. He forced me to bed and forced me to sleep well. I closed my eyes, but took his sleeve and refused to let go.

"I'll be back soon." He kissed my forehead petulantly and said helplessly, "Wayne is still waiting in the West Hall. I will send them to accompany you, be good, and go to sleep first."

I responded slowly, my fingers slid quietly in from his neckline, raised my eyes and squinted at him, "Without me, you would be relaxed."

His lips lingered on my eyebrows and smiled lowly, "You're such a **** woman, you can be a striker in battle, how can you be burdened."

I was furious and twisted hard in his chest. He grabbed my fingers and kissed my lips ...

Lying on the pillow, thinking of his swift breath, disorientation, and almost impotent appearance, I laughed lowly. He warily struggled to get up, and annoyed in my ear before hurriedly leaving, "You fairy, come back and pack you!"

My cheeks were hot, and I couldn't help thinking of the scene in the cabin last night. My cheeks became hotter. Overnight, it was a wonderful change from a girl to a woman. It seemed no different, but it seemed like everything was different.

I couldn't fall asleep on the pillow. I turned over and saw the unfinished robe on the embroidery stand before the case. I sighed. Since I was a child, I did not like to learn about women's red, and those sewing work could not be done by myself. I was forced to learn by my mother, but it was still rough and awkward. I did n’t know how to believe Yuxiu ’s idea that day, but I took the fabric to sew ... Although most of them were done by Yuxiu, only the pattern of the lapel collar was left for me to embroider, but the complicated dragon pattern I don't know how much time it will take.

I took the half-embroidered robe, looked at it for a while, put on my clothes again, lit the candle, and started to embroider with a stitch.

It was even more leaky.

Xiao Yuan hasn't returned yet. I really can't support my sleepiness. I lay down on my pillow, thinking of a little rest, and then embroider ...

In the dimness, it seems that who wants to take the robe in my hand, and in anxiety, I suddenly wake up, but it is Xiao Yan.

When he saw me waking up, he snatched the robe, rolled it without seeing it, his face sullen, "You don't rest well, you're making a mess!"

I paused, and saw that the robe was thrown on the ground, and there was still a dragon claw that was not embroidered, and I was instantly annoyed, "Pick it up!"

I pointed at the robe and said angrily, "I embroidered all night. You must dare toss it on the ground. Don't even think about it for me!"

"Don't do it for me ..." Xiao Yan stayed, picked it up honestly, shook it away and looked at it, but he couldn't say a word. I was amused by his dumb appearance, and threw an embroidered pillow at him, and shouted, "Anyway, you don't want to, I didn't do it."

He just laughed, carefully folded the robes, put them back to my pillow, and said, "I'll just wear them out if I don't do it, and let everyone come to see the three-legged dragon of my house."

I laughed and laughed. I raised my hand to hit him, but he slumped on the pillow with a smile ... The silver hook swayed, and the curtain was scattered as smoke.

The morning glow outside the curtain lit up the sky of the frontier.

In the morning, I personally arranged the crown for Xiao Kun. He is too tall, so I can lift his toe to help him wear a crown. He hooked my waist and laughed softly, "When I married you, I thought it was a child ..."

I froze, and felt a little warmth around my eyes, and said suddenly, "In three years, the little girl at that time has grown up."

"This time, I won't let you wait too long." He hugged me tightly. "Life and death are on the edge of the cliff. You and I have come here together. In the future, we will be blessed with life and death. I will also bear with you ... If you remember, that was the case that day, and so was this life. "

With four eyes opposite, his eyes seemed to be able to accommodate the joys and sorrows of my life.

I smiled and nodded hard, speechless, tried to bear back my tears, and didn't let myself cry at the moment of parting.

That was the case that day, and this life is the same—the faint eight words that go into the bottom of my heart from now on can no longer be erased.

Xiao Huan sent a deputy general, Song Huai-en, to **** me on my journey.

I stepped out of the house, didn't stop and turned around, and didn't let Xiao Yan send me.

Boarded the car, guarded the road, the horseshoes were galloping, and the objects flying by the road generally disappeared backwards.

Until then, I looked back, and Ren tears suddenly fell.

When I came to Ningshuo that day, I couldn't help myself, and when I left, I was also in a hurry.

When I came here, I was alone, my life and death were unknown, and when I left, I was no longer alone.

In a short period of three years, destiny ups and downs, and after a large circle, he finally went to the other side of fate.

He's still there, I'm still here, I've never walked away, and I'll never miss it again.