Chapter Thirty-eight Hand in hand to live and die together
Feng Qingge smiled and told her subordinates, "Okay! Thank you for your hard work, everyone! Yi Shengtian will not come to disturb you again tonight. Let's all have a good sleep and recharge our batteries. When Jun Yi's army arrives tomorrow,
We will fight Yi Shengtian to the death!"
"good!"
Everyone applauded and celebrated.
Lei Sheng clenched his fists and cursed in a rough voice: "His grandma is a bear. I have been holding back enough for the past few days! Tomorrow, I must kill him to relieve my anger!"
His words caused everyone to burst into laughter.
After laughing, Feng Bi said: "Although Yi Shengtian's army retreated and they probably won't come to attack tonight, we still can't take it lightly. Zi'er, you have to continue to monitor the movements of Yi Shengtian's army. If there is anything unusual, call immediately
Pay back!”
Zi'er nodded, "Okay!" After saying that, he immediately walked away.
Feng Bi turned around and cupped her hands and said to Feng Qingge: "Tonight, my subordinates will keep vigil! Please don't worry, Your Majesty!"
Feng Qingge patted Feng Bi on the shoulder, showing deep trust and brotherhood in her words, "Thank you for your hard work!"
Everyone patted their shoulders and left one after another. After everyone left, Xue Meitong climbed onto the carriage, rolled into the soft couch in the carriage, and lay down comfortably. After a long night of tossing, she was extremely tired and yawned lazily.
As soon as I hugged the soft quilt, I fell asleep.
Feng Qingge followed Xue Meitong into the carriage. When she saw Xue Meitong hugging the quilt and squinting comfortably, she couldn't help but shake her head and said dotingly: "Tongtong, sleep well!"
Xue Meitong hugged the quilt and squinted her eyes in happiness. Once she relaxed, she fell into a deep sleep, "Ah! It doesn't matter, it's such a hot weather..." She muttered lowly.
Feng Qingge stepped forward, pulled the thin quilt from Xue Meitong's arms, and covered her, "Although it's midsummer, it's cool in the mountains at night, so you'd better be careful!"
Xuemei Tong turned over and lay facing Feng Qingge. She looked at Feng Qingge with wide eyes and felt a little worried, "Qingge, do you think General Leng can arrive in time tomorrow?"
Feng Qingge sighed softly, raised her big palm to stroke Xue Meitong's hair, and said with sadness, "It's up to people to plan things, but it's up to God to make things happen! This matter depends on God..."
"I estimate that Yi Shengtian will launch an attack tomorrow morning." Xue Meitong was lying on her side, her restless little hands holding Feng Qingge's hanging hair and playing with it between her fingers, her words were filled with worry, "Even though we will tonight
Fortunately, Yi Shengtian was scared away. However, after a night of calm thinking, I believe Yi Shengtian will definitely find out that we are pretending. If he is cunning, it will not be difficult for him to deduce the intention of our move. He will definitely use all his strength at dawn tomorrow.
They besieged us and vowed to intercept and kill us on the 'line of the sky'. Tomorrow... will be a truly brutal battle of life and death..."
Since Xue Meitong could see clearly, how could Feng Qingge not think of it. He sighed, "What Tongtong said is true. Tomorrow will be the cruelest battle ever! Tongtong, you must not move an inch tomorrow."
Stay with me, no matter what happens, we will be together!"
After saying that, he held Xue Meitong's hand tightly, conveying his firm belief in his heart.
Xuemei Tong held Feng Qingge's hand instead, with a clear smile and firm eyes, "Okay! No matter what happens, we will be together! If we live, we will live together; if we die, we will die together!"
Feng Qingge's eyes were determined, and her heart was warmed by her words. Even if tomorrow's misfortunes and fortunes were unpredictable, life and death were uncertain, as long as he could have her by his side, he would have no regrets!
If we live, we will live together; if we die, we will die together!
Xuemei Tong held Feng Qingge's hand and kissed Feng Qingge's arm. She was greedy for the intoxicating warmth and deliberately concealed the ominous premonition in her heart. She smiled and said: "Qingge, I believe General Leng, he will be able to do it in time."
Get there!"
"I believe too!"
Look at each other and smile.
Feng Qingge leaned down, reached out and took Xue Meitong into her arms, lying on the soft couch with her, holding her, letting her rest on his arm, and said softly: "Tongtong, it's late at night.
, Go to sleep! Tomorrow morning, we still have a tough battle to fight!"
"Um!"
Xue Meitong leaned into Feng Qingge's arms, hugged his waist, leaned against his chest, smelling the charming fragrance of roses, and closed her eyes with satisfaction. Suddenly, her chest felt stuffy and hot, as if something was about to spurt out.
And out. Xue Meitong suddenly opened her eyes, and she realized something.
Hundred Days of Love Gu!
Sensing something strange about Xue Meitong, Feng Qingge lowered her eyes and stared at her tenderly, asking softly: "Tongtong, what's wrong?"
Xuemei Tong turned over and sat up, hiding the strangeness in her body. She raised a beautiful smile, looked directly at Feng Qingge with bright eyes, and said with a bright smile, "Qingge, I will embroider a mandala for you!"
"Now?"
Feng Qingge was surprised.
"Yeah! I can't sleep anyway! If you're tired, just rest first and don't worry about me!"
After saying that, Xue Meitong opened the bag, took out Feng Qingge's red robe, took out the needle and thread, threaded the needle and thread, opened the inner cuffs, and concentrated on embroidering.
Feng Qingge stared at Xue Meitong's concentration on embroidery with a needle, and her eyebrows gradually deepened, "Tongtong, but the love poison in your body is acting up again?"
"Um?"
The hand was shaking slightly, and she accidentally pricked her finger, and a drop of red blood spilled out. Xuemei Tong put down the needle and thread, put the injured finger into her mouth, her long eyelashes trembled and fell gently, hiding the thoughts in her eyes.
She pretended to be relaxed and replied: "Qingge, what are you talking about? Go to bed quickly and don't worry about me!"
"Tongtong!"
Feng Qingge held Xue Meitong's injured hand, stared at her with burning eyes, and asked seriously: "Tongtong, why do you want to hide it from me?" He held Xue Meitong's hand, opened it, and touched her injured fingertips.
, caressing her lovingly, and kissing her gently.
"No--"
Like a frightened kitten, Xuemei Tong suddenly withdrew her hand. She picked up her sleeves and needlework again, continued her work, and said in her mouth: "It's not a big deal if I'm not careful. I don't need to worry about it."
"
Your Majesty...
She actually called him "Prince..."
This undoubtedly brought their relationship back to its original position. Feng Qingge was dissatisfied. He once again held Xue Meitong's embroidery hand, not allowing her to evade, "Tongtong, you and I, since we can live together,
Let’s die together and move forward and retreat together. Is there anything you can’t tell me? Tell me, is your love bug acting up again?”
I tried hard to pull my hand away, but failed.
Xue Meitong sighed, so what if she told Feng Qingge? What happened in the waterfall cave last time could never happen again, and she couldn't guarantee that Feng Qingge would be able to endure it every time.
She surrendered and sighed, with a touch of sadness flowing in her breath, "Qingge, what do you want me to do? You can't help me..."
Feng Qingge was speechless and speechless.
Xue Meitong said it right, even if he knew, he couldn't help her...
"So, why bother having one more person to worry about?"
The battle was about to begin tomorrow, and she really didn't want Feng Qingge to be distracted by her.
Feng Qingge held Xue Meitong's hand tightly, and her tone was firm and unquestionable, "Even so, you are still my wife!"
Snow's charming eyes moved.
With Feng Qingge's words, she would have no regrets in life or death! Even if she was tortured by poison and could not die a good death, as long as she could fall in love with Feng Qingge, her wish would be enough!