That night, he could not sleep. Grand Mistress, Yushuang, Qiaoqiao, Xian 'er, Luo Ning, one beautiful face after another appeared in front of his eyes. There was also Miss Xiao, who was about to give birth, smiling at him with her big belly. The gentle motherly light was like the warm sun in spring that warmed his heart.
Sometimes, he would think of Yu Jia a hundred li away. That flower-like face, snow-white hair, she was like an ice sculpture, unforgettable.
Tossing and turning, it was hard to sleep. He got up early. The camp was silent. The patrolling soldiers walked slowly. Seeing him walk out, they hurriedly bowed, their eyes full of respect.
A faint white light appeared in the east. It was already the fifth night watch. Not far away, the scorch marks of the Five Plains War still remained. Countless Hu corpses and the spirits of China's soldiers had been buried under thick sand. Only the large sabers stuck in the ground showed how fierce the battle had been.
The two hundred thousand soldiers were stationed here, facing the Hu hundreds of li away. Everyone was waiting, waiting for the results of the negotiations between the two sides. Whether it was war or peace, it would be decided.
Raising his head and looking north, in the vast expanse of silver sand, the grasslands and the desert were tightly connected. The boundary had long been blurred. He could not see the Hu tents. He did not know where Yu Jia was or what she was doing.
"Why don't you sleep a little longer?!" Miss Xu's concerned voice came from behind him. A faint fragrance floated by. She was already standing silently by Lin Wanrong's side.
"I can't sleep!" He sighed. He turned his head to glance and froze. Miss Xu was wearing a light pink dress. She was slim and slender, and her curves were exquisite. Her voluptuous figure was vividly highlighted. Her silky hair was coiled up high. A long jade hairpin was inserted diagonally. Fresh and elegant. Her beautiful eyes rippled. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly. Her crystal earlobes were as exquisite as jade. Her delicate face seemed to be covered in pink, bright and beautiful.
A meticulously dressed female military advisor. After taking off her military uniform and changing into a red dress, it could be said that she was both beautiful and intelligent, gentle and resolute at the same time. It was truly a unique feeling. He opened his mouth wide and was speechless for a long time.
"What are you looking at? Idiot! "
"Are you wearing these clothes just for me to see?!" He widened his eyes and looked up and down. He nodded happily and said, "They look good. How beautiful! Miss Xu. I love it when you wear skirts, your figure is so good! The cold armor. It shouldn't be worn on you. "
"I didn't wear it for you!" Miss Xu turned her head away, her cheeks burning. It was obvious that she didn't mean what she said.
He chose the day when Yu Jia and Lin San were going to negotiate, and he put on this woman's dress that he hadn't worn for a long time. It was obvious that he wanted to create trouble for Golden Saber Khan. No matter how resolute Miss Xu was, she was still a woman. She would not miss a single one of the little thoughts that a woman should have.
Lin Wanrong was blind, so she knew what was going on. She smiled and took her hand. "If you're not wearing it for me, then you're wearing it for others to see? What a pity, you are one of the most beautiful women in the world. You didn't even give me a face! "
Miss Xu snorted and turned her head away in annoyance. Her small hands were twisting, but someone was holding it too tightly. She couldn't break free.
While she was happily making a scene, a hearty laugh came from behind. "Lin San, Zhi 'er, you are all here! That's good! "
Xu Zhi Qing hurriedly withdrew her hand. Her ears were hot, and her face was like powder. She bent down and whispered, "Marshal, are you looking for us?!"
The General smiled and nodded, then walked over slowly. Old Hu, Du Xiuyuan and the rest followed behind him and winked at Lin Wanrong. Their expressions were ambiguous, as if they were laughing at him for being caught stealing.
Li Tai stood in front of them and silently looked at Lin Wanrong. His expression was solemn. After some time, he sighed heavily. "We have been fighting with the Tu Jue for so many years, but this is the first time they are begging us to negotiate! Blood will flow on the ground or weapons will be stored. Lin San, everything depends on you. "
Li Tai's expectations were not low. Lin Wanrong suddenly felt the burden on his shoulders getting heavier. Maybe, Yu Jia felt the same!
He smiled bitterly and nodded. "Marshal, don't worry. I dare not say how good the negotiation will be, but I can guarantee that China will not suffer any losses!"
Lin San, this unscrupulous businessman, said that he would not suffer any losses. Everyone in the world knew this. Li Tai laughed happily. "I heard that you have never suffered any losses in your business. With your words, this old man is relieved!"
You are not worried, but I am worried! Li Tai sighed and shook his head.
Looking at Xu Zhi Qing, whose face was pale and uneasy, Li Tai suddenly smiled. "Zhi 'er, come here!"
Xu Zhi Qing's heart was beating fast. She hurriedly nodded and slowly walked over. The General took her hand and sighed. "A frail woman, exhausting herself to fight on the battlefield and make meritorious deeds for the country. It is not easy. Yet, my Li Family still delayed your blossoming years, causing you to waste your time. This old man is truly guilty. "
"Marshal!" Xu Zhiqing cried out in surprise and knelt down in tears.
Li Tai shook his head and shouted: "Lin San, come here!"
"Oh!" Lin Wanrong hurriedly replied, leaping in front of him in two or three steps.
"Before leaving the capital, I have discussed with Xu Wei. We must fulfill Zhi 'er's wish and let her marry a good husband."
Li Tai looked at him and slowly handed Xu Zhi Qing's jade-like hand to him: "Now, I will give Zhi 'er to you! She is two years older than you. You must take good care of her! "
Lin Wanrong was stunned. Marshal, your cause and effect relationship seems to be reversed, right?
Li Tai stared at him: "What are you stunned for? You dare to not agree? "
"Not at all, not at all." He hurriedly held the female military adviser's hand and said with a smile: "I was thinking about when I will go to Miss Xu's house to give her the betrothal gift. So, I lost my mind for a moment. Forgive me, forgive me."
Xu Zhiqing was both shy and happy at the same time. She gently tugged at his palm. That soft and soft feeling made him lose his soul.
"It's rare for you to have such thoughts." Li Tai smiled and nodded his head: "It depends on your sincerity! You can rest assured, Xu Wei and I will talk to Princess Chu Yun. Princess Chu Yun will not give us two old men face! "
Qing Xuan was not against Xu Zhi Qing's character. But, she was worried that Xu Zhi Qing's temperament was too arrogant. In the future, when everyone quarreled with each other, their family would fall apart!
The worry in his heart was inevitable. Looking at the shy and happy female military adviser, he couldn't help but carefully ask: "Miss Xu, if you marry her, will you fight with my family's Qing Xuan?"
What kind of words is this? Xu Zhi Qing angrily grabbed his palm and snorted: "Am I a shrew? If she doesn't hit me, will I hit her? In the future, I won't hit her, I will only hit you. I will let you have a good time outside! "
"Pu," the crowd roared with laughter. It turned out that Miss Xu's voice was a bit louder in her anger, and this kind of boudoir grumbling fell into the ears of the crowd without missing a single word. Wouldn't the sky be overturned with laughter? Even Li Tai couldn't help but smile.
Xu Zhi Qing covered her face with her hands. She no longer dared to look up. Lin Wanrong didn't care. He laughed and cupped his fist: "Excuse me. Excuse me! "
Seeing a faint touch of dawn in the horizon, the red sun was about to rise. In the end, Li Tai helped them out: "Well, the time is not too early. You and Zhi 'er should also set off early! "
The soldiers had already prepared the horses. Lin Wanrong and Xu Zhi Qing turned over and mounted the horse. Then, they slightly cupped their fist to the old General and turned around to leave. Hu Bugui, Du Xiuyuan, and the others followed behind him.
Although it was early in the morning, the wind and sand were still blowing. The feeling was completely different. In the past, they were rushing to war and risking their lives. How could they be so relaxed like now?
Everyone hastily ate some dry rations and rode leisurely in the desert. Looking at the red sun that broke through the fog, in an instant, their cheeks turned red. They couldn't help but feel happy. Hu Bugui, Du Xiuyuan, Gao Qiu, and the others were having fun. They whistled and chased each other under the red sun, which was very lively.
But Miss Xu's mind was meticulous. Seeing Lin Wanrong was silent all the way, she hurriedly and gently held his hand. Her silent affection was very touching.
They don't know how long they have been traveling, but the yellow sand gradually receded. In the distance, a large piece of green land came into view. The border between the desert and the grassland was finally in front of them.
"Look!" Miss Xu suddenly exclaimed.
No one knows when, but the long tents that were set up on the border of the two countries were surrounded by a layer of pink silk gauze. In the quicksand, the gauze was fluttering in the wind. It looked like the sleeves of Chang 'e fairy, or the graceful flowing clouds in the sky.
Within the pink silk gauze, there were tender and beautiful flowers everywhere. Red, white, blue, pink, recognized, and unrecognized. They were all freshly picked wildflowers that carried tender and beautiful dewdrops as they bloomed in clusters. Looking from afar, it was a sea of flowers, like a colorful carpet carved by the heavens.
In the center of the cluster of flowers, it was covered with fiery red Eliza (roses), like the magnificent clouds on the horizon. A woman wearing a golden silk blanket, her skirt casually spread out, was quietly sitting in the middle of the fiery red flowers. The two patches of white hair at her temples were the most beautiful color among the tens of thousands of flowers.
The green grassland that stretched to the sky, the boundless colorful clusters of flowers, the beautiful people that would only appear in a painting. Such a magnificent scenery, not only Old Gao and the others, even Xu Zhiqing couldn't help but be stunned.
Such a magnificent scene, only this passionate and unrestrained Hu woman, who dared to love and hate, had the courage to express it to her heart's content. If it was a Chinese woman, who would dare to do so? For some reason, Xu Zhiqing suddenly envied this grassland woman. She loved passionately and hated fiercely. Her life was very complete, without the slightest regret!
"Too beautiful!" Miss Xu finally let out a long sigh. As a woman, this praise came from the bottom of her heart, but it was unknown whether she was praising the flowers or the person.
Gao Qiu sighed endlessly. He urged his horse to catch up with Lin Wanrong, and said in a low voice, "Brother Lin, look, Crescent Moon is waiting for you!"
The beautiful Golden Saber Khan raised her head from the cluster of flowers. Her gaze was gentle as she looked straight into the sandstorm.
It was clearly the red flowers and green grass everywhere, burning with passion, but the snow-white hair at her temples added a touch of sadness to this passion.
Lin Wanrong's eyes were moist, "Yes, she is waiting for me!"
He turned over and got off the horse, his lips trembling a few times. He wanted to move forward, but for some reason, his legs seemed to be filled with lead, he couldn't move an inch.
"Go!" A warm and soft little hand silently held him, Miss Xu's faint voice rang in his ears, "Among the women in the world, in terms of loyalty and passion, she is number one! No one can compare to her! "
Lin Wanrong let out a long breath, calming his hurried breathing, and moved forward. He slowly walked forward.
His footsteps stepped on the sand. It was silent. Everyone held their breaths. They didn't even dare to breathe loudly.
Three hundred zhang, eight hundred zhang, five hundred zhang, that dark face became clearer and clearer. Other than his body becoming thinner, even the evil smile at the corner of his mouth hadn't changed. Yu Jia tightly held the bright red Eliza in his hand. His body trembled like a sieve, letting the sharp thorns of the flowers pierce his fingers. Stalk after stalk of blood dyed the beautiful flowers red.
The endless clusters of flowers were as beautiful as a fairy tale. He lightly stepped in, and there was a rustling sound. The flowers everywhere were singing, giving people a surreal feeling of dizziness.
Above his head was a clear blue sky. His eyes were filled with bright colors, as though he was in a kingdom of flowers. No matter how he turned, no matter how he looked. His eyes were filled with red and green, beautiful and fragrant. It was as though the entire world was spinning among the flowers. At the center of the spinning was the beautiful woman sitting quietly.
Her cloud-like hair was like a black waterfall that poured down. Her glowing skin, under the sunlight, was as pure and flawless as the jade in the heavenly pond. Her soft and beautiful face was like an ice sculpture, strong and gentle.
Crescent moon! It was still that crescent moon!
But the two new pure white plum blossoms were like snow that would never melt, adorning her temples, and would be unforgettable.
His heart seemed to be suffocating, and he was like a puppet. After a long time, he trembled, and slowly walked forward step by step. The endless flowers rustled under his footsteps, the red and green drifted. The fragrance floated, but he couldn't feel it at all.
Yu Jia's body started to tremble. She didn't say a word, and stared at him. In her deep eyes, a thin mist slowly rose, her bright red lips moved as she muttered to herself.
Looking at Crescent Moon's arrow-like eyes, Lin Wanrong's throat felt dry. It was only a few zhang, but each step seemed to be heavy. It made him feel as though he had to turn around and run. He took a deep breath, and struggled to move. In the silence, he could hear Yu Jia's rapid breathing. It was at the same frequency as his own heartbeat.
It was even more difficult than shaking the mountains. She watched him walk over, step by step, into the brightly colored roses. Every firm step he took seemed to knock on her heart. As he got closer, the crystal in his eyes could be seen clearly. Crescent Moon's breasts shook, and her tears were silent.
"Ya —" Amidst the soaring roar, the silent Golden Blade Khan finally erupted. Her hands were drenched in blood, fiercely grabbing the fiery red rose next to her, and then using all of her strength, fiercely smashed it towards the person who was slowly walking over.
Clusters and handfuls of fresh dewdrops and bloodstains fell on his face and body like a bright red rain of flowers falling from the sky. They fell on his face and body before quietly falling down. The fragrance filled his nostrils, but he felt very sad.
The ground was covered with fiery red petals. Her eyes were hazy with tears. She couldn't feel herself anymore. She seemed to have gone mad. Her hands clawed and clumps of fiery red petals, bringing with them a strong wind, smashed on his face and chest. All the flowers on the ground had become her weapons of attack.
Among the magnificent flowers, petals fluttered in the wind, as if a fiery rain had fallen. The petals fell on his face, soft like Yu Jia's hands.
Crescent Moon's face was full of tears. She had thrown all the roses on the ground, but she didn't show any signs of stopping. Picking up the last flower, she didn't even look and threw it.
With a muffled thud, the bouquet smashed right into a broad chest.
Crescent Moon's body shook. She didn't raise her head, but her tears fell like rain.
"I — hit — you —" she muttered to herself. The petals hit the chest that was getting closer and closer, but it was so light that it was almost inaudible.
"Ah — —" Petals fluttered like rain. Yu Jia used all the strength in her body to burrow into his chest. Her fists were like beating drums, fiercely pounding on his chest. — —
She burst into tears, her sorrow reaching the clouds, like a blood-sobbing oriole. Rolling teardrops, string by string, fell on his chest.
"Fuck his eighteen generations of ancestors, why did the Turks fight with us?!" Old Gao fiercely wiped the corner of his red eyes, angrily saying, "Otherwise, Brother Lin and Crescent Moon would be such a good match!"
Du Xiuyuan sighed heavily, shaking his head. "How do I say this, if there was no war, Yu Jia and General Lin would never have met! Do you think war is good or bad? "
This question was too difficult to judge. Hu Bugui smiled. "Who cares, we only need to look at the result! But the problem now is difficult to solve. General Lin and Crescent Moon are hugging each other, what should we do about the negotiation?! "
A few of them secretly glanced at Xu Zhiqing who was at the side. Strategist Xu was the one with the most complicated feelings in this situation.
Miss Xu shook her head expressionlessly. "Talk however you want. This is just the beginning! Yu Jia was able to become the Golden Blade Khan who subdued the Turks, how would he surrender so easily?! "
As though to prove her words. A Turk palace maid hurried through the flowers, bowed and knelt beside Yu Jia. "Reporting to the Great Khan, the Imperial Advisor has ordered me to report that the Left Prince has arrived, and the negotiation with China is about to begin. Great Khan, please come! "
Yu Jia grunted softly, hurriedly lifted her head from his chest, and hurriedly wiped away her tears. She glanced at him quietly.
Yes, it's time to negotiate! Lin Wanrong hurriedly wiped away the corner of his eyes. He smiled at Crescent Moon and bared his teeth. Uglier than a monkey.
Looking at the bright tears on his face, Yu Jia's gaze softened, and she could not help but put her cheek on his chest again. The palace maid knelt on the ground, not daring to raise her head.
Another beautiful figure passed through the flowers, bowed and knelt beside Yu Jia. "Reporting to the Great Khan, the Left Prince has arrived, and the negotiation is about to begin. The national advisor requests the Great Khan to leave! "
Two hurried announcements were made. Yu Jia sighed softly, and slowly stood up. She looked at him weakly, then turned and left. The two palace maids hurriedly followed behind her.
This lass ran so fast! He shook his head helplessly, and laughed bitterly. But he heard the rustling of footsteps behind him. Yu Jia actually ran back as though she was flying.
Before he could react, Crescent Moon glared at him angrily, picked up a remaining bouquet on the ground, and slapped him twice on the back. She snorted softly, turned and ran.
These two slaps were real, without any mercy. Lin Wanrong was in so much pain that he gritted his teeth. This girl, she could really do it! He let out a long sigh. But he felt that it was strange. Crescent Moon's joyful yet angry, tear-stained face was etched in his mind. It was rooted to the ground, and could never be erased.
"Yu Jia really hit him?" Du Xiuyuan said in puzzlement. "Just now he was hugging General Lin and crying, why did he change in the blink of an eye?"
"Isn't it simple? Brother Lin hugged her for a long time without saying a word. Such a precious time was wasted by him. How could it not be irritating? " Old Gao shook his head as he analyzed. "Besides, that day Crescent Moon stopped the carriage to ask for a kiss, but he mercilessly rejected her! To a weak girl, how humiliating was that? Adding these things together, hehe, I think that the Great Khan slapped him twice, that would be heartache for him! "
That made sense. Listening to Old Gao's analysis, it really was not unjust!
"A woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the ocean!" Hu Bugui sighed deeply. The few of them laughed heartily, except for Miss Xu who grunted in dissatisfaction.
Lin Wanrong slowly turned back, his expression strange. It did not look like he was crying or smiling. Du Xiuyuan hurriedly reported, "General, the Hu messengers have sent a letter, the negotiations are about to begin, should we head over now?"
General Lin nodded solemnly, but Miss Xu pulled his sleeve and said, "Wait, let me take a look at your injuries!"
"Look at my injuries?" He chuckled. "Didn't I just see it yesterday? It's already healed! "
Xu Zhiqing said angrily, "It's not an old injury, it's the two slaps just now, that girl Yu Jia hit me!"
"These two slaps are called injuries?" Lin Wanrong laughed a few times. Miss Xu, however, did not ask anything and unbuttoned his shirt. The silk shirt was already damaged by the arrows, he did not put it back on, but there were already two bare swollen marks on his back.
Xu Zhiqing gritted her teeth and quickly took out an ointment from her hundred treasures pouch to apply it for him. She said angrily, "This Hu woman, how could she be so vicious — you too, did you just let her hit you without saying a word?!"
If Miss Xu said it was a vicious beating, then it was a vicious beating! Lin Wanrong hurriedly said, "It doesn't matter, I'll just take it back in the negotiations."
"If I don't take it, I won't take it back in the negotiations?" Miss Xu's eyes were brimming with tears, her massaging hands unavoidably tightened. "If someone else were to hit you, would you also take it — I think you're clearly feeling sorry for her!!"
There was no reason for a woman to be jealous, General Lin grimaced in pain, but did not dare to expose her.
"A woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the ocean!" Looking at Brother Lin's pitiful state, even Old Gao could not help but shake his head and sigh.
In front of the long tents on the other side of the plains, there were already a dozen Turks waiting quietly. Lin Wanrong slowly walked over, and Lu Dongzan had already greeted him with a fist salute. "Official Lin, we meet again!"
"That's right, Brother Lu." Lin Wanrong smiled. "You look good today. You look much better than you did two days ago!"
You have the nerve to bring it up two days ago? Lu Dongzan sneaked a glance at the silent Great Khan, his heart filled with rage!
"You're the Lin San who killed Tusozzo?! You're still wet behind the ears, what skills do you have? "A burly Hu walked out and roared fiercely.
Lin Wanrong chuckled. "I'm Lin San! Could you be the Left Prince, Badru? Hmm, you look quite special, as if you were bombarded in Wuyuan! "
Hu Buhui and the rest laughed out loud, while Badru flew into a rage and was about to pounce on them as he spoke.
"Enough!" A clear shout rang out, and the Left Prince retracted his hand, not daring to be presumptuous anymore.
Lin Wanrong turned his head, and silently looked at her beautiful face. Her snow-white temples were like steel needles, stabbing into his heart.
Yu Jia stared at him lovingly, her hands clenched tightly, even her body was trembling.
Silence.
After some time, both of them spoke at almost the same time.
"General Lin —"
"Great Khan —"
Although the voice was soft, it was like a steel knife stabbing into a body. Lin Wanrong felt a lump in his throat, and Yu Jia had already turned her head away weakly, two streams of tears silently falling.
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