Feixu was very fast and arrived at Ciguang Temple not long after. The abbot heard Ming's intention and immediately responded to Xia Liuyun's request. After she wrote down Jiang's birthday and gave it to the abbot, the abbot took the note, muttered something, and put it in
It took a while before he handed the amulet back to Liu Yun.
After getting the amulet, Dongfang Ye took Liu Yun and left Ciguang Temple. However, they did not take the official road they came from. Liu Yun couldn't help asking questions, but Dongfang Ye just smiled and said nothing.
"We're here." Feixu stopped obediently. Dongfang Ye hugged Liu Yun and jumped off the horse. He let go of Liu Yun's waist, but took her hand and led her towards the woods.
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Liu Yun opened her mouth to ask him where he was going to take her, but thinking of his smile just now, she swallowed the question and walked deeper into the woods. Feixu was also well-behaved, standing outside the woods, dragging her head, like
He seemed unhappy that Dongfang Ye had left him behind.
It turns out that the place Dongfang Ye wants to take her to is not the woods, but the waterfall after passing through the woods. The spring water is crystal clear and tinkling happily. This is a hidden valley, where the long sunlight shines lazily through the leaves.
Between the spring water, the sparkling waves are really beautiful.
"I didn't expect there to be a cave here." Liu Yun looked around and admired.
The weather in July was already extremely hot, and I was busy on the road again today. It was extremely hot in the carriage, and Liu Yun's clothes were already soaked, but he could only endure the heat and rush on the road. This place was surrounded by cliffs on all sides.
, although it is not very high, it still wraps up this small paradise. The breeze is blowing, making it cool and pleasant.
"Would you like to soak your feet?" Dongfang Ye walked to the stream and squatted down. He touched the spring water with his fingers. It was not as warm as other lakes. Instead, he had a cold feeling.
Ladies are not allowed to take off their shoes and socks at will, especially when there are men in front of them.
But Liuyun couldn't control that much. She was so hot right now that she would fight anyone who didn't let her soak her feet.
He quickly took off his shoes and socks, and dipped his fair and petite feet into the water. Liu Yun leaned back slightly, supported his body with his hands, and sighed: "It feels so comfortable."
Dongfang Ye raised the corners of his mouth slightly, stood with his hands behind his hands, raised his head slightly, and bathed in the warm sunshine.
Liuyun moved her feet, and the cold spring water dissipated her heat. She turned her face and looked up at Dongfang Ye. Under the halo, his beautiful side face appeared somewhat transparent, shiny, and extremely delicate.
"The battle in the north is getting fierce. I will rush there in the next few days." Dongfang Ye suddenly spoke, and his deep voice was like a clear spring, flowing into Liuyun's heart, making her feel comfortable.
Stiff.
What is he talking about? Is he going north to fight?
Liuyun frowned. She remembered that in her previous life, the north had a great victory. In addition to General Weiyuan, the great heroes people mentioned were also the eldest son of the Hou family. He never showed up from beginning to end, but
But people know that he is the hero behind General Weiyuan's triumphant return.
"Isn't there General Weiyuan over there?" For some reason, Liu Yun felt a trace of reluctance and worry in his heart.
The sword has no eyes, and when you go to the battlefield, you hang your life on your belt.
Liu Yun couldn't remember where she saw such a statement. She believed it. The battlefield was an unpredictable place, and there was no absolute safety or victory.
There are often rumors about Dongfang Ye's great achievements in his youth. It's hard to tell whether they are true or false. Even though Liu Yun has seen Dongfang Ye's good skills, he is still worried, especially when his eyes fall on his pale cheeks, he always feels weak.
He looks very frail. Why should such a delicate body insist on shouldering all those responsibilities?
"Prince Ling is a ferocious tiger. If we can let him have no worries, he can become an invincible God of War." Dongfang Ye's words were always filled with profound meaning. He looked at the stream in the distance and said in a deep voice.
"So, you are going to protect the rear for him so that he has no worries?" Liu Yun raised his head and asked curiously.
Dongfang Ye nodded. He didn't care whether Liu Yun understood what he said. Things in the court were changing rapidly. He had never expected Liu Yun to change his mind. However, she immediately understood what he meant. Her keenness and
The intelligence was something he had never expected, but it also gave him a different kind of excitement.
"You will win the battle." She had lived in Linyang for a long time and had no experience of war, but she remembered that victory. For a long time after that, it was the best subject for storytellers, even for a daughter like her.
The lady has heard it several times.
It's just that the little Marquis who was only known from storytellers in his previous life was standing next to her alive in this life, dissipating the coldness around him, and smiling gently at her.
Dongfang Ye was different from her, and Liu Yun knew it well. They carefully maintained their relationship, neither far nor close, and no one wanted to break the veil. Liu Yun was taboo about the pain of being hurt in his previous life.
I wish I could get involved in feelings again, but I don’t know why Dongfang Ye is stagnant.
"Did you win the battle..." Dongfang Ye was silent for a long time before speaking calmly, "When I first went to the battlefield, I was only twelve years old. I always thought that the battlefield was a place where soldiers shed their blood and a place where they achieved success and fame.
But it wasn’t until I actually set foot on the battlefield that I realized that the war was made of countless lives and bones. The enemy suffered a disastrous defeat in that battle, and our soldiers suffered countless casualties. After returning from the battlefield, I couldn’t sleep every night, and all the thoughts were in my mind.
They are the figures of the soldiers who fought bravely to fight the enemy and fell to the ground. Many people achieved meritorious service in that battle, but more people left their lives there."
The war was too far away from Liu Yun. The war she knew was only mentioned by storytellers and history books. The war they talked about was passionate and made heroes, not the sadness and helplessness that Dongfang Ye said.
Liu Yun couldn't help but reached out and held Dongfang Ye's hand. His fingers were slender and white, not as beautiful as a man's. She really couldn't imagine that such a pair of hands that were more beautiful than a woman were about to go to the battlefield, holding a long knife, stained with blood.
Blood.
"The emperor is a wise king. He dreams that one day the world will be unified. But on this day..." He slowly stopped. It's just that it is too difficult for the world to be unified. Who doesn't want to be the king of the world, who doesn't want to rule the world, and who doesn't have ambitions?
Ambition, as long as these people are around, war is inevitable.
"Dongfang Ye, I don't understand the world's unity, and I don't understand war and sacrifice. I just hope you can come back safely." Liu Yun suddenly stood up, standing barefoot by the stream, looking into Dongfang Ye's eyes with pure eyes.
Jiaojie, she said softly, "Can you promise me?"
At this moment, she put aside all her reservations and struggles, threw away all her burdens and worries, and just acted as a simple Mu Liuyun, only looked at Dongfang Ye in front of her, honestly let her heart speak out what was in her heart.
"I promise you." Dongfang Ye stared blankly at the stunning woman in front of him. She was not the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, but she had the most moving eyes, sparkling with wisdom and agility, like an elf.
He promised himself that when he returned in triumph, he would tell her a story, a story about waiting.
[Author's digression]: Xiao Xi likes this scene very much. The barefoot Liuyun looks up at the smiling Dongfang Ye. The sun shines warmly on the two of them. In their world, there are only two of them...