After I fell off my horse, I was married for nine thousand years

His eyebrows were filled with incredulity, Jiang Lian choked on his question, unable to answer for a moment.

It is true that although he has lived for 12 years, he is still a child in the final analysis, even though he is gloomy, but when he meets Yan Huaiyin who is inexplicable and sometimes crazy, it is really not enough. .

Seeing his devastated expression, Yan Huaiyin seemed to have seen something amusing, she paused when she was about to get up, and leaned back against the tree again.

He found it funny even more, and for a moment he leaned against the tree laughing so hard that he couldn't get up.

The thin corners of the eyes were raised, filled with tiny pieces of happiness.

Yan Xiuqing also leaned back into his arms, seeing her brother laughing, she also pursed her lips in foolish joy.

Jiang Lian couldn't bear it anymore, and finally said: "Why don't you leave?"

There are already a steady stream of refugees gathering at Nanqiu Gate. If they don't leave, I don't know how long it will be.

Yan Huaiyin stopped laughing, but followed his words and said seriously: "Well, I'm not leaving."

Jiang Lian couldn't help grinding his teeth.

Yan Huaiyin was lying by the tree, ignoring Jiang Lian's gloomy face, just raised his chin at him, and said with a smile that hadn't faded: "Wait a little longer, I'll take you to eat delicious food."

As he said this, he leaned against the tree without moving, and assumed a posture of waiting.

Jiang Lian had no choice but to stand beside him and wait.

After such a wait, it was another hour.

Nanqiu Gate has been surrounded by refugees who can't see the end, and there is no sign of Liu Xiangwang, and until the moonlight hangs, there are still no shortage of refugees.

When the night swallowed the last ray of light, Yan Huaiyin, who was leaning against the tree and closed her eyes as if she was asleep, opened her eyes.

This time he stood up completely, hugged Yan Xiuqing, told Jiang Lian to follow me, and then went straight around the South Hill Gate and walked to the corner gate next to it.

Jiang Lian followed behind him, walked through the corner gate, and when he came to a remote city wall, he seemed to understand what Yan Huaiyin was going to do.

The corner of Jiang Lian's mouth twitched.

He finally understood why Yan Huaiyin had to wait until night.

If others line up, he is going to steal it.

As expected by Jiang Lian, Yan Huaiyin handed Yan Xiuqing in his arms to Jiang Lian, and patted his head coaxingly: "Wait for me here."

After he finished speaking, he tapped his toes, and disappeared into the wall like a fish in water.

Only Jiang Lian was left standing at the base of the city wall with a nearly mute Yan Xiuqing.

Jiang Lian knew what was inside the city wall.

Although the newly enthroned Emperor Chengde didn't care much about the life and death of the refugees outside the city, he still cared a lot about the refugees' dissatisfaction rushing into the city to solve his life and death.

So when the regime was unstable, the garrison guarding the city gate was replaced by the new emperor's Red Army.

The former king Ping, now the sharpest sword under the new emperor's hands - slaughtered fifteen cities, beheaded nearly half of the little prince's crane feather army in Chaotianjian, and broke the strongest natural barrier guarding outside Chaohua city The Red Army.

Yan Huaiyin was going to steal their food.

Jiang Lian stood at the base of the city wall calmly, watching his thin figure disappear into the wall, and then looked around at the endless darkness around him.

He is used to running, but with just a few glances, he can figure out which direction to run the most unexpected to Yan Huaiyin.

The group of refugees is so big, he is just a drop of water that has merged into the sea, as long as he wants to, no one can find him.

The child who could be called a teenager even raised his feet, but suddenly remembered the jelly bean that Yan Huaiyin fed him a few days ago.

The tip of his tongue touched his palate, and it seemed that he could still feel the remaining sweetness.

Before the city was broken, he wandered around in Chaohua City, how could he not be able to tell the difference between jelly beans and poison.

He rarely gets candy, especially if someone else gives it to him.

As far as I can remember, it has only happened twice.

Once was threatened by Yan Huaiyin, and once was...

Jiang Lian lowered his head and touched the handkerchief in his arms through the skirt of his shirt.

Coincidentally, the candies tasted exactly the same twice.

He has always been cold-hearted, so naturally he doesn't have the self-consciousness that Yan Huaiyin gave him a candy, he was deeply moved and heartbroken for him, but he is suspicious and alert.

Although he eats less candy, he is not stupid. The exact taste comes from two different people, which will inevitably make people suspicious.

A doubt, has stayed by Yan Huaiyin's side for so many days, it should be enough now.

But even though he was thinking this way, Jiang Lian's outstretched foot was retracted in a mysterious way.When he came to his senses and looked up again, he saw Yan Huaiyin flying down from the wall.

Unlike the dexterity and agility he had when he went, his movement of slid off the wall now is a bit clumsy.

But it was obvious that he was happy.

Jiang Lian looked at the two heavy bags in his hand, and once again fell into rare contemplation.

"Hubing with beef in it." Yan Huaiyin walked up to him, handed him a bag in his hand, and said with a smile, "Take it."

The sun is good today, and the moonlight is also bright at night. Jiang Lian took the mustache and looked up, and saw his eyes filled with satisfaction.

The owner of the eyes lowered his head slightly, smiled and said to him, "I'll tell you something."

Yan Huaiyin said seriously: "I was discovered by the Red Army defending the city."

Jiang Lian: "...?!"

He didn't seem to have reacted, but his body tensed up instinctively in an instant, and immediately, the sound of the corner door being opened in the silent corner.

Yan Huaiyin patted Jiang Lian's head and whispered, "Run!"

Jiang Lian raised his foot and ran towards the refugees in the south.

And Yan Huaiyin had already started running with Yan Xiuqing in his arms before him, also to the south.

They are still some distance away from the refugee group, as long as they run into the refugee group, no matter how powerful the Ren Red Army is, it is impossible to find them among the tens of thousands of refugee groups.

Jiang Lian ran with Yan Huaiyin for a while, and suddenly found that he was still holding a bag of dead mustard biscuits that Yan Huaiyin gave him.

Jiang Lian paused for breath, endured and endured, so he didn't throw away the hummus on the spot.

After Yan Huaiyin ran for a while, he found that the breath behind him was getting farther and farther away from him. When the young man turned his head, he saw Jiang Lian's pale face under the moonlight.

Yan Huaiyin stopped, and he suddenly remembered that the child in front of him still had some injuries on his back.

His back was still injured, and he let people carry such a heavy thing. Now his pale face seemed to silently scold him for being a mean and ungrateful person, and even the cold sweat on Jiang Lian's temples was whipping him. With what little conscience he has left.

But Jiang Lian didn't say a word. When he approached, he only glanced at Yan Huaiyin, and was about to continue running forward.

Yan Huaiyin sighed lowly, and asked the younger sister in his arms, "Can I lie on my brother's back?"

The little girl nodded obediently.

After he asked this sentence, before Jiang Lian stepped out in front of him, a warm hand fell gently on his shoulder.

Before he could react, he felt a slight lift of the hand, and immediately, an extra arm appeared in the hollow of his knee.

He was hugged by Yan Huaiyin!

Jiang Lian was taken aback for a moment, then began to struggle.

The 12-year-old boy's self-esteem exploded unreasonably, Jiang Lian raised his eyebrows, and felt that being hugged by Yan Huaiyin was absurd and shocking.

But Yan Huaiyin didn't care about his strange self-esteem.

The young man was holding one in his arms, one on his back, and two bags of mustache. He looked like an old pagoda tree that was about to be bent, but his toes were light, but he was nimble and almost ghostly.

In just a few steps, the Red Army behind him was thrown away.

Jiang Lian struggled more and more in his arms, only to feel that the arms holding him were tighter, and then the boy's helpless voice sounded above his head: "Little ancestor, don't move around, I won't live It’s been a few years, and once bitten by you, I’ll show you my death on the spot, do you believe it or not?”

I thought Jiang Lian would not be obedient, but the person in his arms gradually quieted down.

The journey was safe and sound, Jiang Lian silently leaned against Yan Huaiyin's arms, watching the Nanqiu gate getting closer and closer to them.

He was hugged, and his head inevitably touched Yan Huaiyin's shoulder and neck. Leaning in his arms, Jiang Lian smelled the medicinal fragrance emanating from his body.

As if seeping from his bones, a cavity of bone blood soaked in the medicine jar seemed to be able to produce such a bitter medicinal fragrance.

This body of medicine is really like what he said, he won't live for a few years.

Jiang Lian's nose was inexplicably soured by the fragrance of medicine all over his body, and he didn't have any strength to resist anymore.

The young man was thin and thin, but the hand holding him was extremely stable, until Jiang Lian was put down, there was no jolt.

The three of them had already mixed into the crowd of refugees, the sound of the Red Army's hooves gradually faded away, Yan Huaiyin seemed a little tired, instead of hugging her sister, she put her down, took her by the hand and walked slowly towards their shed. walk over.

Jiang Lian carried a bag of mustard biscuits and quietly followed Yan Huaiyin.

It was not until he got back to his residence that Yan Huaiyin was willing to put down his precious beard.

Jiang Lian followed him, and put another bag of Hubing in his hand next to his Hubing.

The moment he put down the mustache, Yan Huaiyin took out something from his pocket and threw it to him.

It was an ordinary porcelain bottle. Jiang Lian took the porcelain bottle closer and smelled it, and smelled a scent of ointment.

And Yan Huaiyin's proud voice sounded in the narrow darkness just in time: "It's not like I only know how to steal food."