"Of course I can guess that, everything is written on your face," Lao Yan put his arms around her shoulders in a funny way, and then bent down, "Tell me, what did you dream about? Did you dream about me?"
"
"You know again," Yin Xi frowned, why couldn't she have a little more careful thinking? He had guessed everything.
"That's natural, I am Lao Yan," Lao Yan laughed out loud, and then his eyes suddenly narrowed. There was a man's clothes slowly disappearing in the wind, and not far away, there was another man.
There is a shadow of him standing.
Anjing, he thought to himself, but soon, he raised the corners of his lips again,
No matter what you think now, Yunxi is my king's princess, and no one can take her away.
"Yun Xi, we are going home," he said, stroking Yun Xi's hair.
"Yes, I'm going home. I also want to go to Guose Tianxiang to see how our business is doing. Is it as good as here? Can I make money here?" She puffed up her face, as if she was still annoyed.
Laoyan rubbed his forehead, when did his well-behaved princess become like that woman Yu Yan, and started to be greedy for money.
The autumn wind swept by, and a few fallen leaves flew up again. A carriage quickly left the imperial city and headed towards the Huaqi Kingdom, which was thousands of miles away.
An Jin stood at the gate of the city, not knowing what he was looking at. Only the corners of his clothes that were parted could more or less feel a sense of desolation and desolation coming from winter.
Yun Xi, want to be happy, okay?
He raised the corner of his lips, and a deep sigh came from him in the cold wind, and then gradually faded away.
A year later, at the border, there were thousands of miles of yellow sand and no human habitation, and this was the place where the bodies and bones of many generals were buried.
"General, the enemy army, the enemy army has been attacking me. Our reinforcements have not arrived yet. General, please retreat first."
"No need, I don't want to be a soldier who defeats the army." An Jin stood up, wearing iron armor and a serious look on his face, and his hair was born early. He was obviously less than thirty years old, but for some reason he was
I got gray hair early.
"But General, it's too dangerous." His lieutenant advised him again, half-kneeling on the ground.
"Please take care, General,"
Take care? An Jin suddenly smiled innocently. He was already taking care of himself. He was very tired from living such a boring life.
As for what the deputy general wanted to say, the sound of killing people on the battlefield could be heard outside.
"Kill, kill, kill..." Following these sounds, one can easily feel the murderous aura coming from outside. This murderous aura pierces the heart, and is also accompanied by a strong smell of blood.
One general's success will cause thousands of bones to wither,
Who knows how many people's blood and lives have been stained here.
"You go first, I will stay here, general."
The lieutenant knelt down and said, "No, General."
"This is a military order, and military orders are like mountains," An Jin turned around and said to him in a deep voice.
His lieutenant raised his hand again and said, "General..."
"Needless to say," An Jin turned around and gave the deputy general a very stiff back, "You guys leave quickly, I will find a way to distract them and buy you some more time."
"General, no, this is the end of the world," the deputy general quickly stood up, this is not possible, absolutely impossible. If something happens to the general, what should these soldiers do to explain to the emperor?
"Let's go," An Jin still turned her back to him and said the word "go" in a deep voice.
The lieutenant general wanted to say something else, but when he saw An Jin's unyielding look, he could only grit his teeth. When he walked to the door, he raised his hands tremblingly, "General, please... take care of yourself," and then nodded.
He left without looking back, but the hostile screams were getting closer and closer.
"This general is An Jin. Even if he dies, he will only die on the killing field." An Jin opened his eyes that had been closed for a long time, then adjusted his armor and strode out, just like the moon.
He looked like a god of war, holding a sword tightly in his hand.
"Kill!" He shouted lowly, and rushed into the enemy's army alone, constantly hissing forward. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, but he acted as if he had never heard of it. He just waved his sword and directed towards
The enemy troops were waving, and they could be said to be thousands of troops, but they were scattered by his desperate fighting style, and then they retreated continuously.
"Kill!!" His eyes turned red, and he kept slashing forward with his sword. Blood spattered all over him, and he was also covered in blood.
Suddenly, his footsteps stopped, and something on his waist fell to the ground. He lowered his head. It was an old little wooden horse. He looked at the red little wooden horse, and the sword in his hand loosened for a moment, and then he bent down.
Picking it up, he said, "Fortunately, nothing happened." His red eyes instantly lost all the blood, and turned into a touch of softness. He put the little wooden horse on his body and wiped it a few times, and the corners of his lips
He bent slightly, but at this moment, his pupils widened, and then he lowered his head and saw a sword piercing his chest.
Then the sword in his hand also pierced into the body of the man who couldn't believe it.
"Let's die together," he smiled, blood dripping from the corners of his mouth, and the same happened to the other general's general.
He propped himself up by picking it up, and his body swayed a little, then he carefully took the little wooden horse in his hand and placed it on his face. Vaguely, he remembered what happened a long, long time ago.
"Brother An, what is this?" A small body squatted on the ground, looking at a knife in his hand.
This was him when he was young, very young. He was fifteen years old that year, and she was only ten years old, still a little girl. He stretched out his hand and rubbed her hair, "Didn't you say you wanted to ride a horse? But you are too young.
I don’t have such a small horse for you, so Brother An gives this to you.”
"Okay," she smiled with childish eyes, a fair and cute little face, and stared at the little wooden horse without blinking, "Brother An, I want the red one, the red one is beautiful."
"Okay," he agreed. What was he thinking about at that time?
It seemed that she was satisfied. Seeing her smile, he smiled too.
And when she cries, he will also feel sad.
Since when did he forget those first feelings, since when did he forget that innocent smiling face, and since when did he blur his heart, and now the beauty in her eyes
The innocence is still there, but it's not for him anymore.
"You want to be happy, and I'm sorry..."
He held the little wooden horse in his hand, and a strong fishy sweetness came out of his throat. Then his blood flowed down his fingers and dripped onto the little red wooden horse that he held tightly in his hand.
In the blur, he seemed to see a familiar figure smiling at him, and then stretched out a small hand to him.
"Yun Xi..." He opened his hand, holding a small red wooden horse, and this time it seemed like he was back when they were young.
Chapter completed!