sunset fever

River Xiaocao grows clouds at sunset

Drive to Maben Yundi City

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If anyone has never seen the sunset on the grassland, then he has not truly appreciated the beauty of the frontier scenery. After a few days of fighting came to an end, the enemy troops temporarily retreated, and both sides suffered countless casualties.A phased victory is considered a good thing. It just so happened that the imperial court sent a special envoy to bring some food and grass, as well as a small packet of almond shortbread per person.

Or some people think it is exquisite and stingy, but here, dim sum is more expensive than meat, especially the Yangjing-style dim sum.

The special envoy commanded at the place where the snacks were distributed, and said: "Your Majesty settled it himself. Three restaurants were emptied, and we rushed to make it day and night. We rushed to bring it here while it was fresh. We know that most of you are reinforcements from the south. This may not be suitable." Appetite, but thanks also."

Yan Xiu arrived later, the special envoy saw that he was beautiful and fair, so he took more care of him, stuffed two bags for him, and said, "Are you a student?"

"I'm the military doctor here."

Yan Xiuben was embarrassed to take more, but after thinking about Chen Bichen, he kept it privately. He thanked the special envoy, then went back to his tent, changed into bloody clothes, and the helper was busy, saying: "They are here again. I found a doctor not far away, you haven't slept all day and night, take a rest."

"I know," Yan Xiu's tone was a bit cheerful, and he was not at all the same as usual. He changed into fairly new clothes, blue silk and satin, embroidered with simple patterns of flowers and plants, and he said, "But I don't Sleep, I'm going out."

"What? See that soldier?"

When someone asked this question, Yan Xiu didn't want to hide anything. He held his belt in his hand and said, "I'm going to see him, but...he's not a soldier."

I'm going to the river, I'm going to ride a horse, this place is far away from human disputes, except for the cruelty of war, there is a lot of freedom left.The sunset outside is at its reddest, like rock sugar wrapped in red fruit, like dripping oranges, with unbalanced shades, so it is more like a painting that can appreciate countless meanings.

The spring breeze makes hair float, the grass by the river is soft, the ice in the river has not completely melted, and it is wrapped and flowing by the water, and it is more crystal clear and dazzling in the warm light.

The grass also grows very long, even if it is dry, it still moves with the wind.

The horse stayed on the side to graze, and the man sat near the river bank. Chen Bizhen had a bruise on his face. He was a little tanned, but he didn't have much vicissitudes. He was still young.

Yan Xiu also sat down, took out a paper bag from his sleeve, and said, "They gave me two copies, because I'm afraid you'll be hungry, so I kept it."

"You didn't even eat..."

"Eat, I see blood every day, I have no appetite, so I can only taste a little less," Yan Xiu said, opened the paper bag in his hand, held it in front of Chen Bizhen with both hands, and said, "You only have one How is it enough, let's eat."

Chen Bizhen frowned and said, "I'm not a pig, if you—"

Before the word "Hey me" could be said, Yan Xiu stuck it up, rubbing his soft mouth against Chen Bizhen's chin, and gradually moving towards his lips.

Naturally, it was still cold, but luckily the clothes were not thin. The horses were one gray and one red, and there were overlapping shadows on the ground.

Chen Bizhen's thumb was still stained with dust, and he rubbed his hand against the corner of Yan Xiu's mouth. After he finished kissing, he asked, "Why all of a sudden..."

It's not that Chen Bizhen didn't understand, but wanted to tease him deliberately.

Yan Xiu's eyelids trembled, and they looked at each other very closely, Yan Xiu said, "I'm willing to eat now."

He didn't eat it afterward, so Chen Bizhen asked him to wrap it up and keep it, and take it home to eat again.The falling moon hangs on the edge of the meadow, and the wind blows harder, so that the river is full of waves.

"Don't get hurt again." Yan Xiu couldn't help saying when he saw his injury.

But Chen Bichen laughed, grabbed Yan Xiu's smaller hand, pressed it on his heart, and said, "It's good that there is no injury here."

His words made people worry, Yan Xiu was a little annoyed, frowned, and wanted to free his hand, he said: "Nowhere, especially here."

"I always think about what we would be doing if we escaped instead of being caught, but when I see those who died on the battlefield, I don't think I should think about running away."

Yan Xiudao: "As expected of someone who has been trained to be a king since childhood, others may not have such a heart and understanding."

"Not everyone has to think this way," Chen Bizhen said, playing with Yan Xiu's fingers boredly, "A person can have integrity or not, can be selfish, can live in seclusion, can not be moved by the general trend of the world, and only live for himself .”

"From then on, you can live like this," Yan Xiu said.

After speaking, he leaned into Chen Bizhen's arms, Chen Bizhen made a gesture to lie down, and Yan Xiu half leaned on him, holding his shoulders with his hands.

The grass is all around, surrounding people, and the fresh green ones are still gone, but the seeds must have woken up under the soil, and they are working hard secretly.It was getting darker, the rays of the sun were gradually fading, and the wind was blowing in my ears, as well as the sound of the turbulent water in the river.

Chen Bizhen hugged him tightly, and asked him: "Are we going back to Fushan in the future? Or are we going to Yangjing?"

"Listen to you."

"I don't have anyone else to see."

Yan Xiu raised his eyes, scratched his chin lightly with an index finger, and said with a smile: "When you first came, you were arguing to find your mother, and asked me to accompany you back."

Chen Bichen took a deep breath, and said after a while, "I don't miss her at all now, what she did is unforgivable, and you may not know it yet."

"What did she do?"

The sun was about to sink completely, and gradually, people could no longer see the far and near scenery, and the sky turned dark blue, then darker and darker.

Chen Bizhen replied: "The arrow that shot at you has her mark on it."

"Maybe someone framed her."

"She locked me up and I got sick from it and couldn't remember much afterwards."

Chen Bichen used even more strength, his arms tightly restraining Yan Xiu's body.

Chen Bizhen's body was lean and slender, as if he hadn't grown up yet, and he was always at his most vigorous, so he didn't say anything.

It was very dark.

Yan Xiu spoke very slowly: "I always want to make things seamless, and only choose what I think is right, but at that time, there was news that someone killed himself in the early court, and it was the first time that I wondered if I was like you. Really wrong."

"He didn't really die."

"But I was still afraid at that time." Yan Xiu's voice seemed to be cold, and his teeth were stiff, and said, "Now that I know this, I'm thinking, without me, maybe you would still be your emperor in Chongcheng. "

Chen Bizhen only replied with one sentence: "Don't blame others for wronging the country, changing the government, usurping the throne, and people's anger. This is what I have kept in mind since I was a child."

There are already conspicuous villages in this area, which are the edge of the grassland, and the folk customs are not the same as those of the nomads. There is a light flickering in the distance of the road, and the sound of horses' hooves can be heard, and they are getting closer.

After a while, the horse stopped by the side of the road and was approaching a tall and conspicuous tree. The person on the horse did not get off, so he said: "Come out."

Those who should be sleeping all around are asleep, it is the silence and desolation that should be at night, there is not much moon at night, only a very shallow one hanging in the clouds, like an eyebrow.

The branches on the tree trembled, and there were no leaves at this time. After a few messy noises, someone hung upside down from the tree. She was wearing the plain clothes of a soldier, and then she landed firmly on the ground.

It was Qi Ziren who came on horseback. He was completely new dressed. He was wearing a silver-gray satin cloak with clouds and cranes embroidered on it. He dismounted and stood still in front of the woman.

The woman was not dressed like the woman in the saying, she simply tied her hair, her face was dirty with dirt, she opened her mouth slightly and said, "I am here."

"What's your name?" Qi Ziren asked knowingly, and grabbed her shoulder with one hand.

The woman said, "Mei Jibo."

Qi Ziren asked again: "What name was changed here?"

"Meihuang."

"What are you going to do?"

Qi Ziren's expression was still normal, but the woman gradually raised the corners of her mouth and smiled extremely sinisterly. She calmed down again, took a deep breath, stared at the front with her empty eyes, and said, "Revenge."

Mei Jibo has completely changed. She is just like a soulless doll in front of Qi Ziren. She doesn't take the initiative to speak. She only speaks when being questioned. Ji Bo held in front of him.

He raised his hand and untied her hair.

It was black and smooth, like a waterfall, and there was no fragrance on her body, and the fire in the camp had smothered her, but Qi Ziren buried his head greedily, and sucked a few breaths in the hollow of her neck.

He said, "How obedient and obedient you are."

Mei Jibo just shrank his shoulders slightly, but there was no other reaction.

Qi Ziren said again: "Chen Bizhen must have seen your other faces, but he doesn't know who it is, but Yan Ziluo is also here. My game is more fun."

Mei Jibo had lost a lot of weight. She sat on the horse with her legs hanging down, curled up in front of Qi Ziren's chest. She listened to him without interjecting a word.

Qi Ziren kissed her, licked her ears, and said: "Your game is more fun, you have to know how to enjoy it, you have to understand that I am not Yan Ziluo, I am completely different from him, you don't need to find him to replace me."

Mei Jibo turned her face sideways, looked into his eyes, there was no trace of warmth in her eyes, she clenched her teeth, trembling, and said, "Yes, to avenge my mother."

"Are you flattering me?" Qi Ziren asked, kissing her cheek a little.

Mei Jibo didn't answer his question, but just nodded obediently, she completely lost the knight-errant look at that time, she lived under Qi Ziren's domination and instigation.

The black night fell and fell on the distant mountain tops, covering people's eyes. There was no light in the village. It was still a long time after sunrise, and Qi Ziren drove his horse forward slowly.

Some of the stumps of the tree fell on the road.

Jiang Niao was always near the camp. It had been a few days before he actually ran into Chen Butian once. She was wearing the original clothes and had more complicated and exquisite pendants on her ears, but she looked black, so she must be old.

She said, "I'll bring you something."

It was a cloudy afternoon, Yan Xiu was not far away, he came over and asked Chen Bizhen, "Who is this?"

"I saved her that time, her name is Jiangniao."

The atmosphere between people cannot be preset, and Yan Xiu's indifference outside could not reconcile Jiang Niao's innocence. He looked at her, and after a while, he only uttered from his throat: "Oh."

Jiang Niao bowed timidly to Yan Xiu because of a language barrier. She had thick black eyelashes, and took out a knife from her waist. It was longer than a palm. It was a sheath made of horn and embedded with gems.

A black gem, as bright as a human eye.

She said slowly, "For you."

After scrutinizing it carefully, Chen Bichen held the knife in both hands and handed it back. He said, "This is a valuable item, and I must not accept it."

The words of the herdsman slipped on the tip of his tongue, making him even more flustered, Jiang Niao said anxiously, "I can accept it."

She was almost on her knees, the tip of her nose was red, and her eyes were also red. She pursed her lips and said, "I beg you, this is my heart."

Or it's going to snow, maybe it's going to rain, the sky is like a heavy gray stone, making people breathless, Jiang Niao looked at Chen Bizhen, and the people passing by all looked at them, when Chen Bizhen turned his head again , noticed that Yan Xiu behind him had already left.

Jiangniao began to cry, pitiful and cute. She held up the small knife and said in a muffled language: "Use it to cut barbecue, or use it for self-defense. If we separate, we won't regret it."

Chen Bizhen was eager and at a loss, and then he had no choice but to put the knife away, and he went straight back to Yan Xiu's tent.

Yan Xiu had already taken off his outer clothes, and wrapped his slender waist with a belt, he was busy reading the prescriptions in the medical book, he didn't even raise his head.

"You didn't wait for me." Chen Bizhen felt aggrieved, stood by the table, and said.

Yan Xiu turned a page of the book, took the tea from the table, and took a sip.

It was obvious that he was angry, he raised his eyes slightly, without looking at Chen Biyi, and said, "You don't know what kind of knife that is."

"The scabbard of bull horns—"

"You can speak the shepherd's dialect, but you don't know their customs. Who do women only give knives to?" Yan Xiu said, "Guess."

The smile in Chen Butie's eyes disappeared, he was a little stunned, he stretched out his hand to grab Yan Xiu's sleeve, but was dodged.

Then he asked: "Is it possible..."

"I doubt that you really don't know. Are you like some warriors in the ancient scriptures, who want to be merciful near the battlefield?"

Chen Bizhen pursed his lips anxiously, and said, "No—"

"There's no need to mention any stories or legends. After all, your second brother is also like this. When he went to Fenjiang with his wife, he could bring a concubine back with him. From this point of view, it's not too strange."

Yan Xiu was mocking, he became sharp, as if he could not be appeased and resolved, Chen Bizhen pestered him to explain, he stood up, he turned around, sneered: "It seems that I am not right to follow you."

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