Wind and sand filled the air. The sun and moon rotated. When the desert night fell again, coldness and trembling quickly spread among the crowd.
There is no doubt about the bravery of Anling soldiers. But they have never seen the limits of a person's paranoia and perseverance. It was not until this day that their eyes were opened. But in front of them, the man who was obviously exhausted was still resisting, trying to use his last strength to move forward. .Even if it’s just a small step. A small space.
His mouth was full of blood and yellow sand, and his vision was blurry. Yi Chenjing didn't know how long he could hold on. His strength was exhausted, and his limbs were numb. Only the feeling of holding the spear in his hand was still real.
Let's move forward. Qi Ge is near the center of the desert. If you take one step forward, you will be closer to her.
The long spear swept across with a flat wheel but fell to the ground exhausted halfway. The nervous Anling soldiers moved carefully. While holding on to the weapon, they carefully avoided Yi Chenjing's body. They swallowed saliva and half-heartedly used blunt objects or long-handled weapons. Return him to his place.[
Don't hurt him. Don't let him get close.
The order issued by Fengjiang made these soldiers very embarrassed. At first, these hundreds of people were quite dissatisfied. Later, they were shocked by Yi Chenjing's crazy persistence and secretly admired him.
What is supporting Prince Dayao's desperate behavior? The former princess who is about to become the wife of the Lord. She is neither pretty nor gentle. Why would Prince Dayao be attracted to compete with the Lord? I can't figure it out. All I know is After tonight, the fight will be over.
When Bai Qige becomes the Queen of Anling Kingdom, when she completely gives up her past identity and love, everything will be settled.
"Your Highness, please let go. My lord, he will definitely take good care of the third lady. Why do you have to be obsessed with it?" Wu Siying said his heartfelt words in a hoarse voice. However, Yi Chenjing didn't listen to him at all. He still staggered forward. Wu Siying, who is an Anling master and has deep feelings for the Bai family, is helpless in the face of Yi Chenjing. He knows that hurting him will make Bai Qige sad and dare not act rashly. But this can only stop him and there is no end. " I have no choice but to persuade you again and again: "Miss Third is determined to marry the Lord. What's the point of His Highness trying to stop you? Even if you break into our military station, Miss Third will not see you. Your Highness, please let go. Don't let it happen again." The third lady is in trouble."
Difficult. Will Qi Ge be in embarrassment? Because she has to marry Ning Xizui and he refuses to agree even to death.
A smile spread across her face stained with blood and sweat. Yi Chenjing leaned on her spear and breathed heavily. Her tone was firm: "She's waiting for me... I agreed... I'll pick her up wherever I go... go home..."
Even though she never spoke, he still knew that she was waiting for him. Waiting for him to overcome all obstacles and destroy all obstacles to come to her. He stretched out his hand and said to her with a smile, "Qi Ge, I'm here to pick you up."
Ends of the world. Yellow springs and purple roads. The relationship between life and death is broad. Talk to Zicheng.
This is the only oath that is worth keeping with your life.
The roaring wind stirred up gravel and flew all over the sky. It carried someone's thoughts and determination into the distance. It fell quietly amidst the bonfire and the noise and laughter.
Gold silk embroidered border. Ruyi pattern "chaotic". Left Luan and right phoenix. Purple silk hanging down.
Such exquisite and expensive wedding clothes were specially made by Wu Siying from the tailor in the palace of Yaoguo. The patterns include the mountains and rivers of Zhaoguo and the Hague as well as the solitary smoke and sunset of Anling. It symbolizes the alliance between Anling and Zhaoguo. Purple color Xia Pei was held in the palm of Bai Qige's hand, and folds were rolled up consciously. The red hijab that replaced the heavy phoenix crown hung in front of her eyes. All she could see was red, and a blurry figure walking slowly through the red. .
"Miss Bai."
Ning Xizui, smelling of alcohol, stood in front of Bai Qige. Looking down at her face, her eyebrows were drooped. Her eyes were clean but there was a hint of sadness hidden in them.
"It's not pleasant to drink with them. I can't taste the drink at all. I feel very depressed. Miss Bai, please accompany me for a walk."
Bai Qige didn't move or answer. She sat quietly like a jade sculpture. When Ning Xizui reached out to pull her, he didn't refuse. She seemed to have lost herself and was at the mercy of others.
Ning Xizui was as gentle and considerate as ever. She was even more attentive than before. She held Bai Qige's hand with one hand and opened the door of the back room with the other. He led her to the courtyard, outside the courtyard, and to the open space where the soldiers were drunk.
"You see, they all get drunk too easily. Unlike when Miss Bai and I toasted together, we would not get drunk even if we drank a thousand cups." Ning Xizui kicked away the poured wine jar at his feet. Ning Xizui raised his head and looked at the missing side. The bright moon smiled softly. "Even the moon is drunk. It is obviously a happy day but it refuses to be fulfilled. I will shoot it down and give it to Miss Bai to use as a mirror someday."[
Bai Qige's voice remained silent.
This situation had been expected by Ning Xizui, so it was not unexpected. Bai Qige's refusal to talk to him started more than a month ago. Tonight was his happy day. It was also the day when Bai Qige's heart died. He asked her to speak. It's easier said than done. Don't talk about this night. Even in this life, Bai Qige is still unwilling to say a word to him. It's not known yet. There is no need to look forward to it.
Bai Qige numbly followed Ning Xizui's lead. Even if Ning Xizui lifted the hijab for her, she wouldn't touch it. Anyway, no matter where he went, it was Anling Kingdom's territory. There was no way he could escape from Feng Jiang's grasp.
"The night in the desert is different from the day. It's very gentle and beautiful. Miss Bai, look...heh, my brain has actually forgotten such an important thing."
In his ears, Ning Xizui chuckled to himself. Then his eyes lit up. The hijab that blocked his vision was neatly removed. The vast starry sky appeared in front of him along with Ning Xizui's gentle face. I can't remember how long I had seen this fair and soft face. Not sure. Bai Qige turned her head to avoid Ning Xizui's gaze. Her eyes were immediately attracted by the strange scenery, and she let out a low exclamation.
There is such a fairyland-like scenery in the desert.
The quiet sound of the sand dyed silver by the moonlight. A small lake reflected the bright moonlight and made light ripples. The shadows of poplar trees reflected in the lake water curved and rippled with the ripples. True and false. Like a dream or an illusion.
"Do you like it? The name of this lake is Xiyue Spring. It is the only oasis within hundreds of miles. It is also the main reason why Anling is stationed here." After saying this, Ning Xizui pulled Bai Qige to the lake and bent down. He scooped up a handful of lake water and sprinkled it gently on Bai Qi's body. Immediately, he felt comfortable and cool.
The water source is the most important secret of the desert country. Did you tell her because she was going to become Queen Anling? Bai Qige raised the corners of her lips and smiled without any warmth.
"Miss Bai, can you please stop showing such an expression? I will feel that my sin is forgiven." Ning Xizui smiled bitterly and sighed slightly. "I just hope you are happy. A little bit is fine. I don't mean anything else." ."
The red hijab fell into the lake and drifted to the other side with the water waves. Ning Xizui thought for a while, then pulled Bai Qige and sat down near the lake.
"Anyway, I have sneaked out. I simply don't go back tonight. Tomorrow my adoptive father will scold me and I will take it. I know Miss Bai blames me for hiding many things. Thinking about it, it is my fault after all. I will admit my mistake tonight. I don’t know if it’s too late...my affairs, Anlingguo’s affairs. As long as Miss Bai is willing to listen to me, let’s just listen to it tonight as a story to resolve.”
The delicate moonlight wanders in the sea of stars. The starlight and moonlight cast a peaceful atmosphere.
The aroma of wine wafted from the stone house with swaying lights. The wine was brewed with the water of the Moon Washing Spring. It was sweet and fragrant. It caused the drinker to smile uncontrollably. There was a knock on the door. Feng Jiang put away his smile and returned to his formal expression.
With an expression, he coughed, and the person who knocked on the door came in.
"You don't sleep in the middle of the night. What do you want to do with me?"
"...Didn't my adoptive father want it from me?" Su Buqi was a little stunned.
"Who is looking for you? It was that little bastard Xizui who told me that you want to talk to me tonight..." The words stopped abruptly. Feng Jiang suddenly realized. He slapped his forehead and became angry. "You little bastard, you are teasing me again."
Su Buqi also quickly figured out the whole story. He was filled with regret.
The truth is that both he and Feng Jiang were looking for each other. Instead, Ning Xizui spread the news and fabricated the false news that he "wanted to talk". So the father and son stared at each other in confusion. But someone was there
Where are you snickering?
"That's all. Besides, I really have something to say to my adoptive father." Su Buqi closed the door and walked to the table. He picked up the jug and poured a glass of wine for Feng Jiang.
Feng Jiang snorted coldly and said in a good tone: "If you are interceding for someone, you don't need to say anything. I am cunning, cunning and full of evil. I deserve to be raised in an old age. I don't need to accumulate any evil virtue."
"Didn't my adoptive father say that he would not be serious about drunken jokes?"[
"Since when did I become more serious with him?"
Su Buqi was speechless. He shook his head and sat down. He secretly blamed himself for forgetting that the old man in front of him had a bad temper, a stubborn mouth, and a tough mouth. Such words should not be said to make the old man lose face. He raised his wine glass and touched Feng Jiang lightly. Three glasses.
After drinking, a trace of rosy appeared on her fair cheeks.
"Thank you to my adoptive father for giving up Jin Yan."
Feng Jiang glanced sideways at Su Buqi: "Don't thank me. It's because you are more sensible than the two of them over the years."
"Jinyan has experienced more hardships than me since he was a child. Later, he suffered so much torture in the Royal Palace of Yaoguo. You can't blame him too much. It's my brother who has fulfilled his protective responsibility." Su Buqi seemed to be talking about Su Jinyan.
He was a little depressed. After a moment of silence, he turned the conversation to Ning Xizui. "Actually, Xizui is the same. Although he is my master in name, we are more like brothers on weekdays. I know more or less what he is thinking.
Is it pain or pleasure? It’s easier for me to understand than others.”
"That's all you want to tell me." Feng Jiang's face darkened and the wine glass was placed heavily on the table.
Su Buqi could naturally see that Fengjiang was angry. He also knew that every time Ning Xizui's unfree Fengjiang was mentioned, he would be like this. Usually he would stop talking at this point. But not today. He must say all the things that are deeply buried in his heart.
Go out. Otherwise it will make many people regret their lives.
"I know that my adoptive father has always had the goal of restoring the country. He has worked hard to continue the blood of the Cheyenne people. From searching for the Cheyenne survivors to choosing a place to build the country, and then fighting against various forces. Through all the hard work of the adoptive father over the years, we
They all see it. But the adoptive father has ever thought about it. Xizui, he has no intention to do this. Even if he becomes the king of Anling and rules a large territory, what is the point. The Xia'an Kingdom has died. Anling Kingdom is a new beginning.
Why do we have to make a man who doesn’t want power to be the emperor? Is it just because he cherishes the blood of the late king? For the adoptive father, is it more important to restore the country or cherish drunkenness?"
Cheyenne Nation. Restoration...
Those are two words that have condensed Feng Jiang’s life-long efforts. Even if I mention them now with a wrinkled face, my heart still surges.