Chapter three hundred and thirty first wind and rain
"Do you like it very much? If you like it, just look at it a few more times. I don't mind."
Gong Yueyue leaned into his arms, with a sweet smile on her face - even though the world outside was windy and stormy, she still felt as warm as spring when she was around him.
"Do you know?" Gong Yueyue lay on his broad chest and listened to his heartbeat: "I used to think that fate is an elusive thing. Sometimes it's really hard for you to understand. It makes you think about what you want most.
What you want is hidden somewhere."
"Oh" Zhao Changyuan raised his eyebrows with curiosity on his face: "It seems that you have found it now?"
"I don't know." Gong Yueyue shook her head: "It's just that every minute and every second I stay with you now, I feel at ease. I always feel..."
"I don't feel anything." He held her hand tightly: "You are by my side, and I am by your side. This is the whole world."
"Um."
This night was a rare moment of peace and tranquility. Gong Yueyue nestled in his arms, enjoying the feeling to her heart's content. Suddenly, she realized that she was still a little girl and could not bear such heavy worries.
She also hopes to have a place where she can indulge and no longer be afraid or worried.
Because of the flood, the wedding was postponed for a whole month, but Zhao Changyuan never forgot that as soon as Hei Yi regained calm, he mobilized all the people he could mobilize and started preparations.
As a result, Gong Yueyue fell into an unprecedented hectic state. She had to go out and try on various clothes, eat various foods, spices, and accessories every day.
Zhao Changyuan said that he would marry her with the most solemn ceremony in Heiyi and announce in front of everyone that she was his only wife in this life.
The attitude of the Black Yi tribe towards Gong Yueyue has also changed. They no longer ridicule her for being a foreigner, and there is a bit of respect in their eyes.
"Xuanjing." On this day, seeing Nan Xuanjing packing a piece of clothing, Gong Yueyue called her closer: "Have you contacted anyone in Nanchao?"
Nan Xuanjing did not answer, just remained silent.
"Are you doubting me?"
"Please forgive me, miss." Nan Xuanjing knelt down and said, "Slaves sharing information about fornication are punishable by death in Heiyi. Although Xuanjing is not afraid of death, she is afraid of implicating others."
"Okay." Gong Yueyue nodded: "Then, if I send you away at this time, are you sure that those slaves can return to their homes safely?"
"Xuan Jing is not sure, but Xuan Jing thinks that all of them are looking forward to going home. They would rather be ghosts in the Southern Dynasty than..."
As she spoke, she suddenly stopped talking.
"You don't have to think too much, I won't mind - I would rather be a ghost of the Southern Dynasty than a slave of the Yi people, right? No one is willing to die in a foreign country."
"Yes, they are in their hometown. They have wives, children, relatives, and friends. Please understand their feelings, girl."
"Okay." Gong Yueyue nodded: "Then, it will be that day."
"That day?" Nan Xuanjing was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood what she meant: "Xuanjing bids farewell."
However, Gong Yueyue ran extremely fast, as if there was a beast chasing her behind.
She didn't stop until she reached the shore of Divine Eye Lake and looked at the quietly flowing lake water.
"Duo'er." Zhao Changyuan came over: "What's wrong with you?"
"Let me be quiet for a while." Gong Yueyue glanced at him: "Perhaps this is the last night that I, as a girl, will be alone with myself."
"What?" Zhao Changyuan glanced at her: "You don't want to be with me anymore?"
"No." Gong Yueyue shook her head.
"What is that?" Zhao Changyuan also lost his temper: "You are not a child anymore, why don't you think about what you say and do?"
"Am I a child now? Because I am not a child, I want to understand some things even more."
"What's up?"
"I can't tell." Gong Yueyue shook her head and looked intently at the Shenyan Mountain on the other side: "Maybe the gods in the sky can see it."
"A god in the sky?" Zhao Changyuan looked puzzled. He sat down next to her and wanted to touch her face: "Tell me the truth, what is going on?"
Gong Yueyue shook her head with stubborn eyes.
"Then I'll wait for you here until you feel better, and then we can go back - in short, we want to be together, right?"
"Zhao Changyuan, do you really want to be with me?"
"Of course." Zhao Changyuan nodded without hesitation: "Otherwise, why would I be so anxious to marry you?"
"After we get married, I will be yours, what's yours is mine, and what's mine is yours, right?"
"Yes." The man's eyes were full of smiles.
Gong Yueyue never thought that she would accept a man from the bottom of her heart.
Even her father cannot penetrate into the depths of her heart.
There is a secret paradise that no one can enter.
In fact, most of the time, she can't help but resist everything in this world - she doesn't like war, doesn't like being bullied and manipulated, doesn't like being threatened, doesn't like being looked down upon, she doesn't like many things,
But she couldn't tell Zhao Changyuan.
After meeting Zhao Changyuan, her destiny has indeed changed. His meticulous care has made her bloom like a flower.
For a woman, the happiest thing is to meet a man who truly cares for her at her most beautiful age and spend the rest of her life with him.
But for them in troubled times, it is indeed too difficult.
She should be content, right? She should be satisfied with everything in front of her, right?
"Zhao Changyuan." Gong Yueyue finally stood up and looked at the man standing a few steps away.
"Huh?" His eyes were full of questions, looking forward to her answer.
"If you promise me one thing, from now on, my heart and my people will all belong to you."
"What?"
"Can you protect me? Whenever?"
"Of course." Zhao Changyuan said without hesitation, "No matter what time, I will protect you and will not let you suffer any harm."
Gong Yueyue looked at him - his eyes were more intense, more sincere and more persistent than Achen's.
"I, believe you." She walked towards him slowly, opened her arms, hugged him, and gently pressed her cheek against his chest.
He suddenly tightened her waist.
"Let's go back."
The grand wedding ceremony began, and all the men, women, and children rushed towards them, gathered in front of their tent, and began to sing and dance. They danced and ran, wishing them happiness.
Gong Yueyue came out dressed up like the most beautiful rose. Her beauty is breathtaking and breathtaking.
The men's eyes were full of jealousy, while the women had a different mood.
"Girl, you are so lucky to be with His Highness the Third."
"His Highness the Third is a handsome man who is hard to find in the entire tribe."
Gong Yueyue never answered, but picked up the bead string on the table and played with it carefully.
When Nan Xuanjing picked up the phoenix hairpin and prepared to insert it into her bun, Gong Yueyue finally said: "Wait a minute."
Nan Xuanjing's hands were frozen in the air.
"You go out first."
"yes."
When Nan Xuanjing exited, Gong Yueyue picked up the phoenix hairpin and gestured carefully in front of the mirror. In the mirror, her eyebrows were lightly swept, and there was a flower on her forehead. She looked extremely beautiful no matter how she looked, especially the corners of her eyes.
The viburnum on the side is blooming more and more gracefully.
When she appeared in the crowd, everyone was stunned and stared at her in shock.
"Duo." Zhao Changyuan stepped forward, but she gently pulled her hand away and took a step forward.
Everyone is confused.
Gong Yueyue raised her arms, the veil fluttered with the wind, stood on tiptoes, and danced gracefully.
"There is a beautiful woman in the north, peerless and independent. I look at the Qingren city and then the Qingren country. I would rather not know. In the Qingcheng and the Qingguo, it is difficult to find a beautiful woman again..."
"Woo - Wu -" The long blast of the horn interrupted her dance. Zhao Changyuan rushed forward and pulled her into the tent. His tone was very urgent: "Duo'er, you stay here, you can go anywhere."
do not go."
"Your Highness! The Southern Dynasty army is attacking!"
"The army of the Southern Dynasty?" Zhao Changyuan was startled: "At this time?"
"yes!"
"I understand." Zhao Changyuan waved his hand, unable to conceal his anger: "I'll go right away."
"Duo'er, wait for me here, don't leave." Zhao Changyuan explained again, then turned around and hurried out.
The tent became quiet, and the newly prepared clothes, skirts and hairpins were placed on the table, like a joke.
It was as if he was mocking her and dreaming of an extremely luxurious dream.
Perhaps she, Bai Wanruo, has been living in the same dream all her life - her longing for a normal life has been crushed by the iron horse.
In those days, men went to war and fought, and women had no choice but to submit and seek peace.
The arrival of the troops from the Southern Dynasties plunged the entire Black Barbarians into an unprecedented panic, and also indirectly triggered a long-buried internal conflict within the Black Barbarians.
While Gong Yueyue was devastated in the tent over her failed wedding ceremony, there was a tense dispute in the tent over who would lead the army on the expedition.
"Brother, among our brothers, you have fought the most times with the Southern Dynasty army, so you can go."
The eldest prince, Zhao Tian, had an indifferent look on his face and glanced across the faces of the other princes indifferently: "If you want me to lead the army on an expedition, that's fine, but who can be my backer?"
"I am willing to lead ten thousand cavalry to support my elder brother." The second prince Zhao Lie said loudly.
"Okay." Zhao Tian nodded: "That's it, I will lead the vanguard with 10,000 cavalry, leading the battle. Second brother, you will lead 10,000 cavalry as the middle army. Third brother and fourth brother, you will lead 10,000 cavalry each as the left and right wings.
The prince wants to see what the abilities of the Southern Dynasty generals who came this time dare to offend me, the black barbarians!"
"Brother! Don't underestimate the enemy!" Although the fifth prince Zhao Feng is young, he has the calmest character among the princes, so he spoke out to persuade him.
"You don't need to say anything." Zhuan Tian stood up and put his hands behind his back. There was already a bit of Dingdinghepin's spirit in his eyebrows: "How can I, a black Yi man, be afraid of fighting?"
"Your Highness is mighty! Your Highness is mighty!"
A shout immediately rang out in the tent.
Zhuan Tianlong stepped out of the tent, jumped onto his horse, took his long soldier from the hands of his own soldiers, and ran towards the distance.
He could hear the war drums beating loudly outside, but Gong Yueyue felt desolate in her heart.
From the destruction of Longhua City, to living in Hedu, and then to the Black Barbarians, she has experienced countless wars. Perhaps her heart has become numb.
"girl."
Nan Xuanjing walked in at some point.
Gong Yueyue glanced at her: "Now is the perfect opportunity, why don't you go?"
"Xuanjing is ready." Unexpectedly, she bowed deeply to her and said, "I came here to say goodbye to the girl."
Although it was expected, Gong Yueyue couldn't help being slightly startled, and then turned to look at her: "You are indeed an extremely smart woman. I don't know who in this world is lucky enough to marry you." (To be continued)