break the barrier

At this time, Hong Ye'er didn't know that Fengzhen was what she was about to arrive.

She was very familiar with mountains, forests and wild places since she was a child, and when the army rested, she took Chen San'er to pick a big bag of wild fruits, jumped while walking, stretched her coat as usual, wrapped five or six of the best looking ones, and sent them to the king. account.

"Brother! Today's wild fruit is sweet!"

She didn't seem to understand pain, she always ran extremely fast, plopped on her knees, and knelt down the blanket with a muffled sound.She couldn't stay idle, she went to deliver this tent and then that after delivering it, she was extremely busy.

Huang Chengcheng's wild fruit roll came to Zhou Prison, he picked one up, wiped it on his clothes twice, and when he handed it to Wei Xiao, he paused, "I'll fetch water for the teacher to wash."

"Why can't I eat it if you eat it?" Wei Xiao snatched the fruit and took a bite immediately. The wild juice was rich and smeared on his lips, which was far brighter than the blubber, "General Black Wolf, the people are suffering!" It's been a long time in the city, you should let me eat chaff and vegetables."

"If the teacher hadn't practiced the second way, the black wolf army would not have been able to enter Zhongcheng. I will let the people know the credit of the teacher!" Zhou Prison rarely raised his voice.

He intentionally let Wei Xiao participate in the military decision-making, whether it was yesterday or on the road, Wei Xiao always avoided it.

No matter when and where, he is willing to support Wei Xiao, and he will support Wei Xiao. He wants to tell everyone how much his teacher has paid for the world. He wants to tell the common people that the king of Shangcheng is not a fool.

He also wanted to make Wei Xiao king again.

How could Wei Xiao not know what he was thinking, but he only thought it was a child's whimsy, "Ji Yun, don't always think about things that are far-fetched, my building won't stand up, and your foundation will collapse, What's more, my mission in life is to make you king, isn't it?"

"Teacher, I-"

"Okay!" Wei Xiao threw a wild fruit core at him, interrupting his rebuttal.

After eating the fruit Hong Ye'er gave him, his hands were stained with juice, he wanted to take out the towel to wipe it but stopped, he couldn't let Zhou Prison be self-willed for him in state affairs, so let's do it in family affairs.

He stretched out his hand in front of Zhou Prison, and tilted his head to look at his angry younger brother, "Ji Yun, your hands are wet."

In the past few years, Zhou Prison has been fighting all the way from Baijiu Cave, and those who eat and sleep in the open have long lost the pretense of the past, and there is no time to take care of blood on their hands, and fruit soup is already considered a clean thing.

But Wei Xiao can't do it.

Zhou prison looked around, there was really nothing to use as a handkerchief, and wanted to find some water, so he turned his head and reported to Wei Xiao. The red tongue between the fingers was at a loss.

Wei Xiao moved his hand to his mouth, and the pear juice slid down from his fingertips. Afraid that it might drip onto his clothes, he pressed the tip of his tongue against the base of his finger and rolled it up, blocking where it went.

Feeling the real sight, he raised his eyes and saw Zhou Yu's dazed appearance. He looked at Zhou Yu and smiled, "The wild fruits in Zhongcheng are really sweet."

"Ah... yes, yes! Sweet." Zhou Yu came back to his senses, stuffed the remaining three or two fruits into Wei Xiao's arms, and ran away, "I'll fetch water for the teacher!"

When he ran out, he could still hear the loud laughter in the tent, which made him very embarrassed.

Wei Xiao smiled and lay down in Zhou Prison's quilt, trembling and unable to stop, it was so interesting.

On the way, he told Prison Zhou about the soldier's misunderstanding of their relationship, which made the boy's ears blush all the way, and he repeatedly promised that he would explain it clearly to his brothers.

Alas, Zhou Ju can't help being teased, so it would be nice if he teased him too much in the future.

"Oh, I still haven't grown up..." He sighed, raising his hands in front of his eyes, the sunlight from the gap in the curtain came in, his fingers were shiny and sticky, waiting for his good student to wash him clean.

After half a moment, Zhou Prison was filled with water, Wei Xiao just stretched out his hand and let him fiddle with it.

His teacher had never been out of the city, had never practiced swordsmanship, and his hands, which were good at concealed weapons, were soft and boneless, and he was afraid that the thick calluses on his hands would scratch the delicate flesh.

Perhaps only a tongue as soft as his is worthy of touching his teacher, just like the one that Wei Xiao just stretched out, red, wet, soft...

"Jiyun?" Wei Xiao stared blankly at Zhou Ju holding his fingers for a long time, the juice was gone, but Zhou Ju's eyes stuck to his fingers, "What are you thinking?"

"I miss the teacher's tongue... no!" Zhou Prison shut his mouth abruptly, and only after he finished speaking did he feel that his words were not right, no matter how they sounded obscene, what was in his mind was indeed obscene, and he was afraid that he would be suspected of leaking the truth.

Dachong attaches great importance to blood hierarchy and regards cutting off his sleeves as a crime. In order to avoid guilt, the common people have to endure even if they have yearning in their hearts, and force themselves to marry wives and have children.

Now he has reversed, and all the laws and regulations of Da Chong have become empty, but he still can't live according to his heart. Da Chong's laws and regulations have been engraved in the bones of the people.

The reason why the common people support him is that all people outside Zhongcheng do not want to be oppressed because of the region. This touches the interests of the majority, but what about Duanxiu?

This kind of emotion that can't resonate and has been rejected for many years will only be ridiculed by thousands of people. He can't pull Wei Xiao down.

Taking ten thousand steps back, Wei Xiao is the king who has lost his desires, his teacher, and the person he wants to respect in a high position. Letting the soldiers misunderstand him is already an insult to the teacher, so how dare he go beyond that.

Wei Xiao is his teacher, someone who cannot love him, he always thinks so.

In a daze, the water was spilled and his clothes were wet. He went to see Wei Xiao in a panic. Wei Xiao didn't seem to care about his gaffe, nor did he get angry at his impolite words. The body trembled with laughter on the quilt.

He pursed his lips and stood up, swept the water off his body, "Teacher..."

"Huh?" Wei Xiao still smiled, raised her upper body to look at him, "What do you miss about me?"

"...Think...Think..." Zhou Prison didn't know how to tease, stood upright, grabbed the wet clothes on both sides with both hands, and thought his face was a ripe fruit without uttering a word.

"Does our Jiyun want to marry a wife? The general who has returned to his hometown must have a beautiful woman, and we don't know what we Jiyun likes." Wei Xiao patted his head, stroked the scar on his forehead with his thumb, and raised his eyebrows. Step out of the king's tent, "Change your clothes, I'll go out and have a look."

The outside of the tent is flat and wide, wild wind blows everywhere, whistling in the ears, so that Wei Xiao could not hear the murmur inside the tent, but followed the wind and heard the faint singing.

Walking along the sound, I saw a circle of soldiers sitting and singing. Among the crowd, red leaves were dancing with the singing and dancing.

Looking from his direction, the afterglow blurred Hong Ye'er's still immature face, the setting sun was reflected behind her, and her clothes fluttered, as if the sun had been trampled under her feet.

It was just a few simple movements, but the strong enthusiasm and joy in his body were vividly displayed. After the dance, he unconsciously clapped his hands.

"Brother!" Hong Ye'er ran and jumped, pulled Wei Xiao into the crowd, pinched his waist, "Brother's body is just right for dancing!"

Hong Ye'er greeted the soldiers, and a hundred soldiers seemed to have forgotten Wei Xiao's identity, but actually listened to Hong Ye'er, and sang an unknown tune together.

But how can Wei Xiao know how to sing and dance, Hong Ye'er's movements just now, even the first time he saw "Dancing" outside the book, he was the king of Shangcheng in the past, it would be a big mistake to touch singing and dancing.

He waved his hand to refuse, but Hong Ye'er didn't care.

"There's nothing wrong with dancing. Swinging to the rhythm is dancing!"

He didn't want to jump or he didn't want to jump, and turned to leave, but he caught a glimpse of Zhou Prison out of the corner of his eye, probably coming out to look for him after changing his clothes.

In a daze, he recalled Zhou Prison's mention of his sword dancing before, and on a whim, he bent down and picked a dead branch to make a sword, and danced to Zhou Prison to the soldiers' irregular tunes.

He is not proficient in swordsmanship, he only learned a little bit when he was practicing swords with Zhou Prison in the past.The dead branches are too thin, and they disappear when they dance. Mixed with the random and scattered swordsmanship, it really looks like a dance.

Zhou Prison watched from a distance, the butterfly melted into the setting sun and landed on his heart.He originally wanted to watch it from a distance, but he couldn't hold back the desire to get closer, so what about the moon in the water, just burn a black porcelain plate to hold it.

He walked through the crowd and approached boldly, only to see Wei Xiao waving the dead branch, pointing vaguely at his forehead, turning around and wiping his neck again.

He subconsciously tried to block, but Wei Xiao twisted his wrist and pierced his heart. When he was about to "pierce into the skin", he threw the dead branch out with his fingertips, picked up a wild flower, and inserted it his sideburns.

"The general lost." Wei Xiao smiled.

After such a movement, Zhou Yu was stunned again. Wei Xiao had no choice but to reach out and wave his hand in front of Zhou Yu's eyes, "Ji Yun, why are you always in a trance? But you're not healthy?"

"Ah...it's nothing, Teacher Xie is concerned." Zhou Prison bowed his head and saluted, the wild flowers on his sideburns slipped down, he hurriedly picked them up with his hands, and held the flowers in his palms, his arms were stiff.

"My brother said he can't dance, how good it is!" Hong Ye'er ran over and hugged Wei Xiao's waist, "Today's residence is far away from the mountains and forests, and I'm exhausted picking wild fruits. Where are we going tomorrow?"

"I have to ask your general brother, Ji Yun, should we go to Fengzhen tomorrow?"

Afraid that he was careless, Wei Xiao asked Zhou Prison with his eyes, but the man was holding the wild flowers in his hand in a daze. He sighed and didn't ask any more questions. After all, it was just a chance encounter with this little girl.

The sun was gradually setting. Normally, Hong Ye'er would dance around the bonfire for another round, but today she said nothing and did not dance, so the soldiers had to return to their posts.

That night, the patrolmen caught Hong Ye'er who was going out alone at the border of the camp. The soldiers knew her well, and thought she was just a child playing for fun, so they didn't report it to Zhou Prison.