[Traveling] Attacking Wife Trick

Facing the bright moon, the two had their own concerns, but they were silent.As if in no hurry to break the tranquility of this moment, the only thing around was the neighing of insects, and the quiet fragrance in the lotus pond not far away made people's impetuousness subside a little bit.

After a long time, An Rong finally turned his head to look at the person opposite, "Is your lord worried?"

"What?" Ying Cheng also cast his eyes on him, "Do I seem to be restless?"

"Not really." An Rong smiled, "I just think you're thinking about something important and you're concentrating on it."

With a low sigh, the corners of Yingcheng's lips curved a little helplessly, "The so-called concentration is only affected by the moonlight tonight. Such a peaceful situation always makes people unconsciously recall too much."

"Are you thinking of the days when you and Mr. Xi were in Beijiang?" An Rong put his chin on one hand clearly, "I heard that this time in Beijiang is the most beautiful season of the year, and the moon is like a silver plate at night. There are always invincible pansy flowers."

"You do understand clearly."

"I have never been to any place in my life, most of them are rumors and records in books." An Rong rubbed her nose embarrassedly, "I made the prince laugh."

"You are right." Yingcheng said, "The beauty of northern Xinjiang is different from the capital of the kingdom. Its beauty is free and unconstrained, but it is not all advantages. Just like everything has two sides, if you put It thinks too perfectly, and will be disappointed when it knows the truth."

This sentence seemed to be alluding to something, An Rong's smile did not change, but his eyes were slightly dimmed, and he changed the subject for a moment, "My lord is thinking about Beijiang so much day and night, will you wait for the king to recover? gone?"

"It's not just Beijiang either. What I think about in my heart is the memory that is older than Beijiang." Yingcheng picked up the pastry on the jade plate, looked at it for a while, took a bite, savored it carefully, and said , "Your craftsmanship is getting better and better, and it tastes the same as those made by those in the palace."

An Rong didn't answer, but put down the hand that was originally on the round table, and half covered it in his sleeve.

However, Ying Cheng didn't seem to care, as if that sentence was just an unintentional compliment.He continued on his own, "Do you know what is in my heart, what is the memory that is older than the northern border? An Rong."

"...I don't know."

"Then, do you know about Fengji Town?"

The hands in the sleeves were tightly clenched, An Rong's face was calm, "I don't know."

"I once dreamed of such a scene. The land where I grew up was originally peaceful and strong, rich and peaceful. But one day, without warning, the emerald green grass turned into cracked loess and clear rivers. Turned into a sea of ​​sand, the blue sky will always be hazy and gloomy. Plague makes bones overlap, and death knells continue. Famine makes hundreds of miles starved to death, exposing the countryside. A war turns tens of thousands of people into The solitary ghost who died without resting his eyes, the cry of the baby left behind is creepy." With force in his hand, the pastry was crushed to pieces, Yingcheng said, "This dream seems real and not real, and it makes me dream back in the middle of the night. Time to toss and turn and sleepless."

"This... must be just a nightmare." An Rong calmly persuaded, "Daliang was peaceful and prosperous, how could there be such a place? The prince must have worried too much about the country, so he had such a nightmare."

"Do you really think so?" Ying Cheng looked into An Rong's eyes, "The prosperity of a country is inseparable from countless sacrifices. The beams are so vast, do you think there will be forgotten corners in this land?"

"Maybe there will be, but there must be more than one place." An Rong lowered his eyes, "It's the same everywhere, there are too many places that are not protected."

"An Rong, let me ask you. If you were born in Fengji, what would you do?"

After being silent for a long time, An Rong said slowly, "Maybe...you will try your best to survive. No one wants to be a victim of war."

"It's so strange." Yingcheng laughed suddenly, "I remember you said you didn't know about Fengji, but now why do you know that war broke out there?"

The atmosphere suddenly became unpredictable, except for the breathing of the two, everything around them seemed to be still.They seem to be wrapped into an independent space.

After a long time, An Rong seemed to let go of all the tight strings, his face relaxed, and his smile finally became a little more real, "Why is the prince tempting me like this?"

"I just want to confirm for myself how you got out of Fengji Town." Seeing the other party's expression, Ying Cheng knew that he had made the right bet.The truth will be revealed soon, and soon he will know whether all these things have anything to do with Ying Lan.

"Since you can ask these words, it means that you already have enough evidence, so why bother to ask more questions you already know." An Rong's expression remained calm, with no guilt of being discovered, and no regrets Kowtow to admit his mistake.As if he had expected this day long ago, he accepted it calmly and as it should be, without any hesitation or struggle.It's as if a dying person finally waits until the moment of being judged, only waiting to end the pain and bid farewell to the past.

"I only know that you came out of the seal alive, and that you and my elder brother knew or even got close. Then what about the rest? Did you poison it? Or... my elder brother asked you to poison him." At the end, Ying Cheng's voice was so soft that he could hardly hear it clearly. "Why on earth...you want to do this."

An Rong's smile grew wider, Ying Cheng had never seen him like this before, this person in front of him was always restrained and sensible, even when he was happy, he showed a little forbearance.There has never been such an almost carefree smile now.

"My lord thinks that I will sacrifice my life for the prince because the prince rescued me from Fengji Town, right?" An Rong looked sideways at Yingcheng slightly, "You also know where Fengji Town is, so you know where Fengji Town is. There will be doubts like this.”

Ying Cheng didn't speak, he just listened quietly to An Rong's words.

"Shouldn't I do something for the prince? No matter what I do for him, it will never be enough." As if talking to himself, An Rong repeated it softly several times. When he looked up again, his eyes had already There was no emotion, only a blank space remained, as if he was talking about the insignificant experiences of others, there was no emotion in his tone, "Have you ever been to Fengji Town? Do you really know that place? There used to be My happiest childhood time also bears the weight of countless painful memories afterwards.”

"Fengji Town, in the southernmost part of Liang State, is just an ordinary town. It is close to the southern border, so there are many foreigners around. We have always lived in harmony, and it has been like this for many years." An Rong Restored the fragmented past bit by bit, "However, in order to expand the territory, the current monarch wants to conquer the foreigners in the south and take it for his own use. So he sent troops to seal the halberd and began to station and attack."

Yingcheng frowned, if according to what An Rong said, wouldn't the legend about Feng Ji that I heard before be overthrown?

As if seeing the other party's confusion, An Rong smiled and said, "Does the lord really think that Daliang sent troops just to protect himself? That's just a kind of beautification, beautifying the incompetence of the court, and obliterating the number of Feng Ji's deaths with one word." Thousands of people."

"Those foreigners were naturally outraged by the sudden attack. They thought we were in collusion with Daliang soldiers, so they launched a cruel revenge. Daliang soldiers couldn't resist, and were reprimanded by the king for being incompetent. They couldn't suppress even a mere border seal. The imperial court no longer sent troops to support, and those soldiers began to spread their grievances on the people in the town. Can you imagine our despair?" Although An Rong was still smiling, his eyes were full of hatred, "We are not being punished at all. As human beings, anyone can come and slaughter us. Those foreign races, as well as our own compatriots. The non-stop war keeps the famine going on for years. You must have never seen the tragic appearance of them when they died, a layer of skin covered bones, babies There are only two holes left in the eyes. The bare bones were pecked by vultures."

"My father, from morning to night, just trying to find something to eat for me and my brother, so that we don't starve to death. Even so, we eat only weeds and bark. But it is not bad Now, every time I ask my father, you gave us all these, what do you eat? He always said that he was full, and he brought us back when he was full outside. He and Daddy are always like this. "

"However, when a group of soldiers slashed open his stomach, I realized that his so-called fullness was just a mouthful of yellow sand. Can you imagine, my lord," An Rong wanted to laugh out loud, but his face was painful Zhiji, "He eats all dirt, just to save some so-called food for us. And what about the food? It's just weeds. Next to my father's body, I saw my father being raped by a group of people. He looked so weak and powerless. , I heard him keep saying 'help me'. No one saved him, no one."

"You ask me why? I also want to ask why? I want to ask the whole world, I want to ask the Supreme Ninth Five-Year Supreme, why? Aren't we his people? Why? I have thought about it for a long time, and I have thought about countless Day and night. But I couldn't find the answer. We were abandoned, by our own kings. But after that? I was taken into the barracks by that group, surrounded by people my age, you know we have to What are you doing?" An Rong got up and stood in front of Yingcheng, "Yes, it is to let them vent and be happy." As he spoke, he untied the clothes on his body one by one.An Rong's body is very slender, it can be said to be thin.Under the moonlight, they soon faced each other naked.

Yingcheng's exclamation was cut off in his throat, and his eyes widened suddenly.

It's just because the body of the person in front of him is covered with various scars vertically and horizontally, such as burns, whips, knife wounds, and the branding of being branded as a slave.His slender legs couldn't even find a good piece of skin, like a piece of white paper that was maliciously splashed with all kinds of dirty marks.

Yingcheng didn't notice that his hands were already clenched so tightly that they were almost embedded in his palms.He was speechless, the shock and disbelief made him speechless, and the severe pain in his heart made him unable to recover.At this moment, Yingcheng understood what Zhao Tingyun meant when he said that An Rong "only has one face to see".

"I saw my younger brother tortured to death in the military camp. He was only 11 years old when he died, and his eyes were closed. I dare not look into his eyes, because I know that I will die in this place sooner or later. However, people are always very strange. The more desperate the situation is, the stronger the desire to survive. Maybe it is because I have seen too much of the tragedy of death, I began to fear death. I found that I became like my father, always unconsciously begging in my heart 'Help me, anyone can, help me' I really want to live, even though I don't know why. I'm already a ghost, but I want to live."

"Then he showed up and he saw me, which I still remember clearly. I was huddled in a corner that day and was about to be pulled away, so he walked in, followed by a lot of people. I don't know if he was Who, I just rushed forward instinctively, begging him. I feel that the people around are so respectful to him, maybe he can help me."

An Rong finally faded away all the smiles, and there were drops of water in his eyes, "He saw me like that, unexpectedly, he didn't kick me away. Instead, he was silent for a long time, as if he was sighing, and said softly." One sentence, 'Poor'."

That young man who was so desperate that he hardly had any hope, just instinctively wanted to get a glimmer of survival.So the young man in fine clothes and jade crown gave him light.

He looked down at this skinny young man with sad eyes, his cold fingertips touched the other's dirty face, but he couldn't help sighing, "Poor."

The child wanted to live, and somehow he felt pity at that moment, and he was willing to give him a little hope.

Therefore, the teenager will remember it for a lifetime.

"You know, my lord, that's enough." An Rong said, "He led me to live a carefree life for several years. I never thought that I could live like this. Once I wanted to survive, really When I was alive, I was like a walking dead. Why did I have such an obsession at that time? Now I can’t figure it out. Maybe it’s just to show the world for my family. They have never been to such a prosperous place. I I don’t ask for too much, I just want to eat enough with them every day, without war, and live in peace...is it difficult?"

"Stop talking..." Ying Cheng interrupted him, walked up to An Rong, picked up the clothes on the ground and wrapped him tightly, "An Rong, sometimes people are too sober, it is a very painful thing. "

"But I... have never been freed from the pain," An Rong's emotions were completely out of control, he was crying like a child, "I miss my family, I want to go home, but what can I do! , Beijiang! When will it be our turn to seal the ji? Why do we have to live in killing and starvation all the time? We are also human!"

"I know..." Of course I know.Yingcheng held his hand so tightly that he felt pain.I have experienced this kind of grief, this kind of helplessness, this kind of despair, so I know.

Ying Cheng did not lie to An Rong one thing, that is the dream he mentioned, in the time and space before he traveled, the infectious disease that once made people's eyes turn pale killed hundreds of fresh lives every day, and countless people I don't know that I may be diagnosed in the next moment.And the cruel earthquake made people feel sad about their own weakness and powerlessness.Families are torn apart, loved ones are separated, healthy people may lose both hands or legs, and can only rely on prosthetic limbs and wheelchairs.I know that feeling of being numb to the whole world because of despair.So at this moment, I feel the same way.But because of this, shouldn't we cherish the hard-won life more and more?We are still alive, and we should be grateful.

"Live well, An Rong."

"I'm afraid..." An Rong pressed his forehead against Ying Cheng's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Maybe I have... reached my limit."

"My brother rescued you, is this how you repay him?"

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry for him, and I'm sorry for you and the gentleman. I didn't have time to do many things in my life, and I did many things wrong, but..." An Rong didn't continue.He felt tired, and it seemed as if he had spent his entire life tonight.

The moon is still so round, round and round, ignorant and unconscious, and does not understand the suffering and sorrow in the world at all.It restores the bleakest truth with the most complete attitude.

So all things are cruel.

Almost a sleepless night.

After Yingcheng returned to his yard, he sat by the window and waited until dawn.

His eyes were sour, and his body was already stiff.

Slowly holding the corner of the table, trying to get up, he walked out.After thinking about it all night, he made a decision.

He wanted to have a good talk with Ying Lan, they shouldn't be like this, it was Ying Lan who had misunderstood himself all along.At the same time, Yingcheng also hopes that Ying Lan can give An Rong absolute freedom, instead of letting that person live in depression with the role of a lifesaver.

Thinking so, he walked out of the yard.But just bumped into Ning Xiang who was running towards him.

"What's the matter, I was reckless early in the morning." Ying Cheng supported him, only to find that Ning Xiang's eyes were red at the moment, and his face looked like he was about to cry.

"My lord!" Seeing him, Ning Xiang fell to his knees on the ground with a "plop", his voice could not hide the crying, "An Rong... An Rong him..."

His head was pounding, and Yingcheng felt that he was a little numb. He asked instinctively, "What's wrong with him, please explain clearly..."

However, Ning Xiang just cried and never spoke again.

At this moment, Yingcheng suddenly understood what happened, that is... An Rong, I'm afraid... is gone.