little turtle in pocket

Ninety-one AD.The battle of Hezhou dealt a blow to the morale of the Yelu tribe.I don't know whether it's out of compensation or ulterior motives, Lord Yu Yue, who actually controls the military power of the tribe, ordered an attack on the Tanran tribe in the west, burning, killing and looting wherever he went.

Lord Yu Yue personally led the troops to march westward, and wherever he went, he searched the walls and scratched the cracks, wishing he could tear up every inch of the turf and inspect it carefully.

No one, except a handful of his closest confidants, knew what he was looking for.

The night temperature in the grassland is extremely low.The crackling of the bonfire made the faces of the people sitting beside them glow red.

A tall figure approached the fire and sat down with a slam, sending up a cloud of dust.

Wen Nuo turned his face to look at him, and calmly erased the portrait on the sand that he had just stared in a daze at.

Smart people are really annoying sometimes: "Don't try to hide it, the picture is Liang Wang, right? Do you miss him?" Zhi'an took off his boots while talking, sucked in the cool air and looked at the blood bubbles on the soles of his feet by the light of the fire. "Master You, TNND, is completely crazy this time. I never thought that I, Lin Zhian, would be chased like a rabbit on the grassland one day!"

Seeing how many times he touched the blood bubble and then retracted his hand several times, Wen Nuo couldn't help but said, "Let me pick it for you."

The face in the firelight was so white that it was almost transparent, and the shadow of the thick eyelashes danced on the soft cheeks, with an intoxicating tenderness and tranquility.

When the blood bubble was popped, Zhi'an instinctively shrank his feet: "Take it easy, my feet are made of wood?"

"So you know it hurts too."

Zhi'an was stunned for a moment, and then he smiled: "Still remembering the fact that I tortured you? To be honest, I have treated you well. You go and inquire about it. Who among the other people who fall into my hands can't wait to go right away?" die?"

Lifting those dark black eyes, Governor Lin once again felt flustered and short of breath.For some reason, a clear and sweet girl's voice sounded beside them: "Brother Xiaonuo, brother Zhi'an, you are here, it's hard to find me!"

"Nasri?" Zhi'an sniffed like a dog, "What is so fragrant?"

The red-faced little girl Na Siri showed a mischievous smile: "It's not for you, Brother Zhi'an." Handing a paper bag to Wen Nuo, "It's for you, Brother Xiao Nuo, freshly roasted lamb leg .”

Wen Nuo was bandaging the soles of Zhi'an's feet with old cloth straps, looking at the fragrant paper bag under his nose, but he didn't have time to pick it up, feeling a little at a loss for a moment.

A big hand reached out and grabbed the paper package without any politeness.Before Na Siri lost his temper, Zhi'an promised again and again: "I'll feed him, I'll feed him and I won't eat a single bite, okay?"

Na Siri chuckled: "Don't be so pitiful! It's okay to eat a little bit!" Turning to Wen Nuo, "Brother Xiao Nuo, my grandma told you to eat more mutton to strengthen your body because of how skinny you are! Be sure to eat more, don't let her old man down!"

Seeing Wen Nuo nodding, the little girl turned and left in satisfaction.

The two men were left looking at each other.After a long time, Zhi'an opened the paper bag in his hand and stuffed it into Wen Nuo's mouth in a daze: "Open your mouth."

The wind is getting colder and colder, and the thin tent can hardly resist it.

In the dead of night, some people toss and turn.He turned over and faced the sleeping face—quieter and gentler than when he was bandaging the soles of his feet just now.

What he has experienced, most people will never encounter it in their lifetime.But I never see him complaining about himself and lamenting the injustice of his fate. All he can see is his bland smile and occasionally empty eyes—Zhian believes that there is a private corner in the heart of this tough man whose toughness far exceeds his actual age. No one can enter.

Who will end up occupying that corner?

Whoever it is, it won't be me anyway.Zhi'an laughed at himself, and was about to stretch out his hand to cover Wen Nuola's quilt when he turned over and muttered "I'm so hungry".

There was almost a whole leg of lamb in my stomach, and I was still hungry in my dream!This guy, remove that stable and calm outer shell, what's inside is purely a child.

The young governor was expressing emotion in his heart, his hairs suddenly stood on end, and he always felt that something was wrong.

The sound of the herding horse snorting while sleeping outside did not know when it stopped.Even the sheepdogs guarding the campfire no longer purred from their throats.

Zhi'an buttoned up his shirt, picked up Wen Nuo who was lying on the floor, and covered his mouth at the same time, the awakened child only let out a few muffled grunts.

Without allowing him to do anything else, the tall young governor had already opened the special secret door behind the box and led him out of the tent.

The killing was carried out quietly in the dark.The enemy obviously used something like incense, and the posture of the guards falling down showed that they had no time to resist.

"These bastards! Dogs!" Zhi'an cursed softly all the way, and picked up a simple knife from a dead body, "MD, the blood is still hot!"

Wen Nuo stopped and looked at the blurred silhouette.

"Wenno!"

Not far away suddenly came a hoarse man's throat, shouting a name.

Zhi'an reacted very quickly, put his arms around Wen Nuo's back, rolled him on the spot, and hid behind a dirt beam.

The torches were lit one by one.Others set tents on fire.

The night suddenly turned bright golden red.

"Wennuo!" the rough voice continued to shout, "Get out of me! Otherwise, I will kill the old woman and let the brothers enjoy her beautiful little granddaughter!"

It was the arrogant and stupid Commander Hu.Somehow, Nasri's grandfather and grandson were caught by him.

Feeling the restless movement of the body below him, Zhi'an held down the thin shoulder, pressed his whole elbow on the lower half of Wen Nuo's face, and whispered in his ear: "You are crazy! Now The only way to go out is to die with them!"

The strength of the governor was unexpectedly great, Wen Nuo struggled a few times and found it was useless, and in despair, he bit down on the muscle on Zhuang Zhi'an's arm.

"The one with the surname Wen, if you have the guts—"

"So what?"

When the overwhelmed Commander Hu realized it, the person whom he had yelled at by name for a long time had already arrived.

This skinny young man acted strangely. With so many people in the Yelu tribe, they couldn't see where and how he appeared.

He held a simple knife tightly in his hand, the blade was stained with blood, dripping slowly along the thin white wrist, it was hard to tell whether it was his or someone else's.

"Master You still understands you." Commander Hu shook his head, pretending to regret, "He said you would never watch innocent people die for you."

Wen Nuo smiled faintly, but the next move frightened everyone present: Pu Dao cut through Night Breeze, and instead of aiming at Commander Hu, it fell under his own jaw!

Commander Hu's voice trembled out of tune: "What are you doing?"

The raised chin made Wen Nuo look extremely proud and decisive: "Let them go, let everyone go."

The man smiled obscenely: "Who do you think you are, little beauty? What qualifications do you have to negotiate terms with me?"

Pu Dao slowly pressed close to the skin on the slender neck, Wen Nuo's voice was calm: "I am the one you Master You are looking for. If he finds out and you watch me commit suicide, guess what, he will kill you." How about it?"

Commander Hu's smile froze, obviously, he remembered the terrible reaction of the young man in front of him when he was tortured last time when he was discovered by You Wei.

When Zhi'an picked him up, he didn't have time to fasten his collar, the blade had already cut through Wen Nuo's soft and white skin, and the deep red blood flowed down his neck to his deep collarbone, which was a temptation he didn't even know he had.

Commander Hu licked his thirsty lips and asked unsteadily, "What do you want?"

"Let the people of the Tanran tribe leave, and I will go with you."

"no!"

Wen Nuo's eyelids twitched, but his hands remained steady.

Na Siri was so anxious that her voice became hoarse: "Brother Xiaonuo, why are you so stupid? They can do anything!"

No one listened to her, Commander Hu's men had already brought the horses and urged all the people of the Tanran tribe to get on the horses.

"Shameless bastards! If the men in our clan hadn't been fighting your main force on the northwest border, you would never have captured our camp so easily!" Nasri cursed angrily, "You useless cowards , will only bully us old and weak women and children!"

Hearing her scolding more and more vigorously, Wen Nuo finally couldn't help but persuaded: "Nasri, let's go. They don't want my life."

The little girl pouted and got on the horse, raised the rein and turned to Wen Nuo and said, "Brother Xiao Nuo, I will come back to save you."

There was a hint of helplessness in Wen Nuo's smile: "Take good care of grandma, Na Siri."

"I will—" Before Nasri finished speaking, the horse she was riding was stabbed with a spur in the buttocks, and in an instant, both the horse and the horse disappeared into the darkness ahead.

After making sure that the horses had run to a safe distance, Wen Nuo slowly put down the knife in his hand, only to realize that his entire arm was numb.

Commander Hu resumed his wretched smile, took a step forward, grabbed the boy's wrist, and dropped the weapon in his hand: "Okay, it's time for you to fulfill your promise."

This punch came without warning, hitting the boy's soft abdomen.Wen Nuo bent down involuntarily, feeling his internal organs twisted together, pain like a knife.

With a smug smirk on the corner of Commander Hu's mouth, he was about to take advantage of the victory and pursue the attack, but he was tripped lightly by a force with the skill of four or two strokes of a thousand catties, and his whole body suddenly lost its balance.

Wen Nuo saw the whereabouts of Commander Hu, and a carp slammed up and pressed against the opponent, with his elbow stuck in the guy's throat.

There were a few "choking" sounds, and several swords were put on his neck at the same time.

The cramping pain in the abdomen has not been completely relieved. Facing such a situation, no matter how stubborn he is, it will not help.

Wen Nuo closed his eyes, let go of Commander Hu's arm, and stood up.

Those swords followed like a shadow, and the cold blades followed from low to high.

I may not want brocade silk, but I can't let go of your snow-skinned and ice-cold skin; I can't let go of your pair of clear and black eyes; I may not want the throne and honor, but I can't let go of your soft, plump, soft and moist lips.Let everything in the world come and go, Xiao Nuo, I only want you to be by my side, never leave.

Waking up from an infinitely charming dream, Cheng Shen still closes his eyes, reluctantly reminiscing about a spring event in this cold winter and the oath of love afterwards.

That is the deepest oath in my heart, and there is absolutely no falsehood.

Faintly, there is a ray of sweet fragrance drilled into the nose, lingering.

Cheng Shen was startled: This fragrance is graceful and soft, which is quite different from the tranquility that Wen Nuo smelled.Could it be that everything in the dream is actually a fact?Could it be that there is someone else who has been lingering with me all night?

Trembling and opening his eyes, Cheng Shen found that the most unimaginable nightmare had come true: Beside the pillow, floating impressively, was a woman's long hair, hiding the soft shoulders and a touch of dried snow that are unique to women.

"You, why are you here?"

The sadness in Mo Yue's eyes flashed away.The coldness and loneliness of the past few months has made her taste the ups and downs, and she is no longer the childish little princess she was when she first married.

"You are my husband, why can't I be here?"

On the birthday of the dead mother, there was a feast in the palace, the sadness of missing his mother and the confusion of missing his lover, Cheng Shen unknowingly drank too much wine.Thinking about it at this moment, it should be that someone has manipulated him while drinking.

Thinking of this, Cheng Shen jumped up as if stung by a scorpion: "Nonsense! Why did you do this? You know it, you know it—"

He didn't say any more, took off his clothes in a panic, put them on, and rushed out of the door.From the beginning to the end, he never saw his queen again.

Yes, I know, I know that the person in your heart is not me.

The corners of Mo Yue's mouth curved into a graceful arc, but crystal tears leaked out from the end of her eyes disobediently, wet the hair on her temples.

Just staring at the top of the tent like this, I don't know how long after, the doorbell rang lightly, and someone came in.

"Princess, princess, are you alright?"

Mo Yue raised her eyes and looked at the loyal female companion who was full of anxiety: "Mingyan, is it really right for us to do this?"

Mingyan nodded firmly, and held that cold little hand: "Even if there is any fault, it is Mingyan's fault alone. Princess, you have the right to happiness, and no one can deprive you of it."