10.Chapter 10 The first night dream with the lights burning 10
A man squeezed in from behind many soldiers. Seeing Zhenjin's appearance, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he returned to calmness again, "Please come with me, sir."
Zhenjin gently slapped Arnold with his hand, and glanced at a figure outside the crowd with sharp eyes. "Fifth brother..."
Arnold followed his gaze and saw a thin boy standing not far away looking here. Hearing Zhenjin's call, he walked over and respectfully called out "Second brother."
Zhenjin smiled and lifted Arnold off his shoulders and put her into his arms, "Help me take care of her for a while. I will go to your tent to find you later."
The boy raised his head and looked at him, "Where did this baby come from?"
"I picked it up." Zhenjin said with a smile, "Look at her carefully and don't lose it!"
The boy had a pair of light brown eyes. He didn't look very strong because he was still young, but his facial features showed that he was a beautiful woman. Arnold looked up and down, but he ignored her and hugged her all the way.
As he walked towards a tent, the white snow hitting his face instantly melted into droplets of water. As he walked, it slid down his perfectly angular cheeks and dripped on her face. Arnold touched it with his hand.
With water drops on his face, he curiously reached out his hand to touch his face.
All I saw was that the boy's brows furrowed slightly, and he let the cold little hand touch his cheek. He obviously didn't like children, but he pretended to tolerate them, and he was obviously a little kid, yet he acted so mature and prudent.
, he is obviously younger than her, but now he is holding her...
Arnold murmured in his heart. It was indeed a joke from God. She suddenly came to this place and didn't give her a good fate. You think it would be great if she traveled to a peaceful and prosperous age, then she wouldn't
She was kidnapped by the Mongolian named Zhenjin into this Mongolian military camp, so that she would not leave her parents, and then she would not be held by this little kid in front of her who is clearly a child and still pretends to be an adult.
Then she doesn't even know what her future will be like.
The boy didn't say a word, but just carried her into a small tent. There was a warm fire burning in the tent, and the decoration looked very good. There were exquisite patterns on the thick wool blanket, and a simple soft couch was placed in the tent.
On the right and left is a wooden weapon rack, and in the center is a desk. Well, this little kid's status seems to be quite high.
"Wu Enqi..." the boy called, and the door curtain was lifted with the call, and a tall man walked in. He put his fists on his chest, which was a unique Mongolian salute. "You go and give it to her.
Get a bowl of goat’s milk!”
Wu Enqi responded respectfully, "Yes." He bowed humbly and exited the tent.
The boy put Arnold, who was holding him in his arms, on the bed, while he lay on the side.
Arnold looked at him curiously. This little kid was quite attentive, and he actually knew how to get her a bowl of goat's milk to drink. He put his hands under his head, and tied his two long black braids neatly behind his head. His eyes
The long eyelashes were like a butterfly when closed. It seemed as if it was about to fly suddenly without fluttering. Arnold crawled over quietly and curiously stretched out his hand to get closer to the curved and thick eyelashes. Suddenly, he opened his eyes.
Opening his eyes, his light brown pupils were full of warnings. Arnold was stunned, and for a moment he didn't know what to do. He kept worrying in his heart, he wouldn't beat her!