This yelling almost made him use all his strength. After blurting it out, his eyes were filled with stars and his ears were buzzing. He rarely got angry with women. Now this time, he was really angry. He dared
Accepting death and daring to endure torture, the only thing that was unbearable was the trampling on his dignity and the humiliation of his personality. Now having his chin pinched and watched over and over again was the limit of what he could tolerate. If he was
If this inexplicable woman takes advantage, he will immediately bite his tongue and kill himself. Loyalty to his wife is on the one hand, and on the other hand, it is his self-esteem as a soldier and a general. Under any circumstances, he will never tolerate being reduced to someone else's.
plaything.
Such a commotion not only made the saint dumbfounded, but also the guards standing outside the door rushed in one after another.
The saint closed her eyes and suppressed her anger, but she could not calm down from the humiliation. Ever since she was a child, no one dared to be so rude to her. "Open his mouth! I don't believe I can't cure him!" She gritted her teeth and uttered a sentence.
, the guards behind him did not dare to neglect and rushed towards Zhao Changyuan.
"Stop!" Another woman's voice, high-pitched but soft, rang outside the door, timely stopping the atrocities that were about to be inflicted on Zhao Changyuan. "Ang Yue! Don't be rude!" It turned out that the female gangster was called Ang Yue.
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Zhao Changyuan's face was held in the big claws of a guard at this moment, and he was forced to face this young woman plus a girl. Ang Yue was a pretty and cute little girl, wearing a fiery red skirt, about ten years old.
Five or six years old, with an oval face, tall and slender, healthy and rosy complexion, but his eyes are straightforward and rude, which is very unpleasant.
The young woman who stood next to her and whom she called her mother, in terms of beauty, figure, temperament and aura, buried her in the yellow sand of the desert, and even the scum could not be found.
Judging from the appearance, this young woman is at most about the same age as Zhao Changyuan's sixth aunt. Her face is beautiful and moving. Objectively speaking, she can be said to be better than all the women Zhao Changyuan has seen before, except of course their Gong Yueyue. Because in this world, except for Gong Yueyue,
Yue and his own mother, everyone else is the same sex to him.
But this young woman's calm and elegant temperament and the powerful aura between her eyebrows that seemed to be able to dissolve everything vividly revealed her true age. Even if she was not over forty, she was still thirty years old.
"Why are you so arrogant at such a young age? Don't you remember the lessons my mother taught you in the past?" She did not pay attention to Zhao Changyuan in a hurry, but turned around to look at her daughter and spoke calmly.
Such a sentence.
The seemingly gentle and weak tone immediately made Ang Yue's face turn pale with fear. She lowered her head and said solemnly: "Mom... he refuses to eat. This... he will starve to death if he continues like this. Baby... Baby, I want to save him."
He...won't do it next time..."
The young woman always had a tepid expression, but when she looked at her daughter, there was not much warmth in her eyes. She just nodded slightly, then turned to look at Zhao Changyuan.
Their eyes met for a moment, and his dull eyes were immediately full of vigilance, like a hunted little beast, helpless but never willing to compromise.
A smile suddenly bloomed on her calm face, and his face was reflected in her eyes, slowly overlapping with another blurry shadow in her mind...
That year, she was seventeen years old, riding a camel and having fun in the desert. The magnificent sunset outside Orchid Valley made her enchanted. In the blink of an eye, a big net caught her in the bag, and the horse thieves flew out to capture her.
She captured...
In the panic, she couldn't clearly see the situation around her. She only felt that she hadn't been taken very far before she heard the sound of weapons in her ears, and the blood in the air was getting thicker...
After being rescued and getting up, she and a tall young man in white were the only ones left in the desert. He was holding a long sword and his eyes were like stars. His face eclipsed the glow in her eyes...
They walked out of the desert in silence one after another. He was holding his horse and was about to go. She didn't know where the courage came from. She rushed to him and stretched out her arms to block the way: "Who are you? How can I thank you?"
He was slightly startled and blushed: "We meet by chance, so there is no need to worry about it."
More than a month later, she saw him again in the market, his clothes fluttering, and he passed by leisurely. She dropped the unfinished broth, picked up the hem of her skirt and hurried after him: "Sir, wait!"
He looked back and looked at her, and after recognizing her, his eyes showed a little panic.
"This...is this something you lost?" She took out a small fan pendant from her arms, spread it out in her palm and handed it to him.
He didn't take it, but he admitted: "I accidentally lost it. I didn't expect it to be here with the girl."
The little girl who followed behind her said with a mysterious smile: "Young Master, please be careful next time. Not everyone is like us... and they all want to be as ignorant of money as our young lady."
He bit his lip, looked at his toes and said, "Thank you, girl. Since this thing went with the girl, it must be destined to her. If you don't dislike it, just keep it as a souvenir."
From that day on, there were always two young figures looking at each other inside and outside Yumen Pass, looking at the moon on the city tower and playing in the desert. She accidentally discovered that he was an enemy general, Zhao Xiong, the evil star who made the people of his tribe fearful. But what about that?
How? She has never interceded, but the roots of love have been planted. She has never exceeded the etiquette, but she has already made up her mind to give her both body and soul.
One evening, they were sitting by the city tower, looking at Zhao Xiong's hometown in the distance. She smiled sweetly and asked tactfully: "General, how beautiful is the Central Plains?"
His thoughts seemed to have flown far away: "There are no flowers of all seasons in the Central Plains here." After saying that, he turned his face and looked at her steadily. "But the scenery here is also unique."
This carefree time always passed quickly. Half a year later, he knew her true identity.
"Unexpectedly, you are the daughter of the leader of the Ming Cult." After being deceived for so long, he didn't have the anger she expected. There was only helplessness and pain in his eyes.
She cried sadly, but did not feel any regret: "I didn't lie to you on purpose, I just... wanted to be friends with you..."
He turned his back and was silent for a long time, and finally said in a dull voice: "I don't blame you, but from now on, you and I still don't want to see each other again."
At this moment, she could no longer control her feelings, threw herself behind him and hugged him tightly: "General... General... I can't bear to let you go... I like you!"
He didn't look back, and she didn't know what his expression was like at that time. But she remembered that he didn't break away from her embrace...
She cried so hard that she felt pitiful and pitiful: "Didn't you say you would take me to see the flowers of the four seasons?"
He finally turned around, held her hand for the first time, and asked her for the first time: "Will you come with me?"
"I...I do..." She nodded repeatedly, and to this day she still remembers the warmth in his palm.
He looked into her eyes, hesitated for a moment, and finally hugged her into his arms: "Three days later, see you outside Orchid Valley."
"Um!"
The past slowly dissipated like a smoke screen, but the familiar face in front of her was still enough to evoke the throbbing in her heart that had been dusty for many years.
She asked Zhao Changyuan with a warm smile: "My child, don't you want to go back?"
Zhao Changyuan, who didn't know why, still had a wary look on his face, and his whole body was tense. You could guess without looking that even the hairs on his body were standing on end. She felt interesting in her heart, and her smile became even brighter and more charming: "I don't want to.
Goodbye Chang'an flowers and Luoyang water, don't you want to call me daddy again and give your wife and children a hug?"
His guarded eyes were filled with tears for a moment. How could he dare to have such extravagant hopes of calling his father and mother and hugging his wife and children? Just a word from this woman touched the softest and most undefended place in his heart.
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She put away her smile, looked at him steadily and said, "First, you have to let yourself live."
The leader's wife took the gangster Ang Yue out of the dungeon and ordered the guards not to let Ang Yue in for unprovoked harassment in the future. Zhao Changyuan breathed a sigh of relief.
"Stay alive..." He murmured to himself, his heart open but helpless. He did not eat or drink not to commit suicide, but to understand his situation. The Mingjiao of the Western Regions is good at poison poisoning. If you are confused,
No matter what he ate, it would be a small matter to die, but it would be a big deal to leak military information!
Now that he is behind bars, the enemy will definitely take advantage of the situation. Fortunately, the border defenses have been well prepared, and fortunately he still has a group of loyal and reliable partners.
Thinking of this, his uneasy heart was slightly comforted.
It didn't last long before the cell door made a sharp and harsh sound again, and someone was let in. He opened his eyes, raised his eyelids and looked through his hair, and found that the person who came was the fake rich man who sent him here.
Real liar - Lin Mobai.
As soon as Lin Mobai came in, he said, "You always refuse to eat or drink. Do you want to kill yourself?"
It would be strange if Zhao Changyuan was still willing to pay attention to him, and he knew it well. "I hope you understand that I have no grudge against you, it's just that our positions are different."
How could Zhao Changyuan not understand this truth that soldiers never tire of deceit? He had been marching and fighting for many years, and he had often used tricks to lure the enemy and deceive him. In fact, he didn't resent Lin Mobai very much until now, but he blamed himself for being careless and confused, and ended up in this situation.
. But whether to complain or not is one thing. Whether you like it or not, and whether you want to pay attention to it or not is another matter.
Lin Mobai didn't feel that he was asking for trouble at all, and said to himself: "I came here this time to tell you some good news."
The dull one-man show took a turn when he finished his next sentence. "It's about your wife."
As soon as these words came out, Zhao Changyuan, who was originally lifeless, immediately raised his head, the anger in his eyes ignited almost instantly, and his whole body was like a crazed beast, desperately rushing towards Lin Mobai's direction. The stakes behind him, his hands and feet
The iron rope made a terrifying loud noise, and even though Lin Mobai knew that the other party's hands and feet were now tied, he was still frightened and took a big step back.
Zhao Changyuan let out an angry and desperate roar, trying with all his strength to break free again and again, even though the iron ropes that stuck his hands had injured him to a bloody pulp, and his muscles and bones were suddenly visible.
Lin Mobai calmed down and suddenly realized the reason why the other party was so angry with him, and hurriedly comforted him: "Don't be excited, I never hurt your wife. On the contrary, I have found the two medicines you are looking for.
And offer it with both hands. This is the good news I want to say." (To be continued)