She didn't know if she would get needle holes if she looked at something she shouldn't have looked at, but now, her butt was being pinched by the saddle so much that it almost had a hole. The general's method of punishment was so special. He took her with him with great force.
The mighty 'Thunder God' travels to the grassland at night!
The 'Thunder God' was like flying, galloping across the endless land. Mei Liangchen was clamped in the saddle by a pair of iron arms, facing the wind, and could hardly open her eyes. She did not dare to open her mouth, because a small gap was enough
Filling her belly with the cold night wind from the grassland beyond the Great Wall.
In the grassland at night, you can vaguely see the mottled snow left over from winter, like pieces of white rags spread on the newly green grassland. Occasionally, you will see a single tree and haystacks scattered in the wilderness, far away
The ground stood against the vast background of green and ink, looking desolate and silent. The cold wind on the spring night was intolerable to her. It felt like she was back in the winter in Beijing. The whistling cold wind was like a knife, scratching her exposed body.
Her skin. The cold that penetrated deep into her bones accumulated to the extreme, and she instinctively turned around to seek warmth...
The general was wearing a black leather cloak trimmed with mink fur. His whole body was tangled with muscles, and he was filled with the aura of a beast. Mei Liangchen knew that he was extremely dangerous and inviolable, but he was also a heat-generating body. She was freezing to death and living.
In the single choice of going down, she chose the latter without hesitation. She quietly approached him, like an abandoned wolf cub, desperately seeking a possible ray of warmth.
How could the eagle on the grassland be willing to make an exception for her?
He is an undefeated God of War tempered by the flames of war and the blood of his enemies. He has an iron will and endurance. He is ruthless and murderous, ferocious and powerful. The only thing in his life that can shake him is the battlefield where the murderous intent of the warriors and horses is overwhelming. The battlefield.
On the battlefield, there are only killing and being killed, only the living and the dead; on the battlefield, there are only cruelty, deception, ferocity, and all the most bloody and violent words imaginable in the world, and there is no emotion expressed by literati and poets. The battlefield.
On the scene, only the blood splashing from the enemy's chest is the most real existence...
With just a blink of an eye, Mei Liangchen was turned over by a huge force and fell on the saddle.
In her time, the gilded saddle must have been a priceless treasure of immeasurable value. But now, it has become the basis for her survival. "Ah ah ah" the body's center of gravity shifted forward. If it weren't for her hands holding tightly
Stirrup, she had already been thrown off the horse by him and died.
The horse galloped, fear and cold made her lips and teeth tremble and she closed her eyes tightly, silently enduring the pain of the long grass scratching her cheek.
She shouldn't have suffered these pains, but because of Meengiya's name and body, she traveled from a familiar world to an unfamiliar time and space and endured such cruel and merciless treatment.
Meengiya..
Meengiya....
She doesn't want to be the owner of this body... She wants to change back to Mei Liangchen, she doesn't want to be a substitute for the soul that disappears in different time and space...