Chapter 337

"No, I just feel that your energy should focus on how to deal with the current situation, rather than worrying about me everywhere."

"Gong Yueyue?" Ah Chen felt angry and funny: "I admit that the situation is very unfavorable, but not to this extent. You should trust your husband and believe that he can sweep away all obstacles for you."

Trust... Her husband?

Suddenly she felt like laughing. It seemed that more than one man had said such words, but in the end it was just a farce. Whenever a nightmare came, I was the only one standing there to bear the knife, gun, sword and halberd.

When the emperor's hegemony fails, they will find an excuse for their failure.

Like Shizong executing his favorite empress mo.

She didn't want to be such a sinner.

"What are you thinking?" Ah Chen felt angry: "I said to go back with me, just go back with me."

"Go back by yourself." Gong Yueyue's tone was particularly calm and looked up into the distance: "Hedu will soon be the land of right and wrong - I don't know how many people will die in this war and never... See the dawn again."

Looking at her expression, ah Chen's face gradually sank.

"It's not my fault." Gong Yueyue replied with great certainty, "it's the fault of the world. We were born in the world, so we must bear too much we don't want to bear."

"That's right." Ah Chen nodded, "so you don't want to go back with me. Where are you going? Where I go has nothing to do with you. "

Her eyes were as cold as ice and she turned and left.

"Gong Yueyue!" Ah Chen stood in place and shouted angrily, "as soon as you go today, we don't have to meet in this life."

Gong Yueyue smiled coldly - all feelings are the same when they are broken.

But she didn't look back, because Gong Yueyue knew that only in this way could she save him.

Ah Chen, Gong Yueyue thought that one day, he should understand the reason why she did this, but at that time, he may not see her - their feelings are so important, but what is it compared with the life and death of a country and the lives of thousands of people?

She admitted that she was not the kind of woman who had pity on the world, and the world had nothing to do with her, but she couldn't care about you.

Please forgive Yueyue for having no way to save you, and your current situation is not optimistic.

Yue Yue's departure is to reduce your enemies.

However, this is really unbearable for your pride.

After leaving Achen, Gong Yueyue sped up and went to Heiyi's camp.

To her surprise, there was still a distance from the Black Yi camp, so she met the Black Yi cavalry head-on.

"Hey, guys, look, there's a Dongyuan beauty here."

The Black Yi soldiers surrounded one after another.

"You stand back!" Gong Yueyue pulled out his hairpin and held it against his throat: "all step back and dare to take another step forward, I'll kill myself immediately."

"Little beauty, who are you scaring?" The Black Yi soldiers didn't take it seriously at all. One of them wiped his face: "I said, girl, you look so beautiful. As long as you follow the uncle, he will make you popular and spicy. How about it?"

"Tell your third highness that his favorite woman is here. If he wants me to die, he doesn't have to see me again."

"Your Highness's favorite woman?" Several Black Yi soldiers looked at each other as if they believed it or not.

One of the Black Yi soldiers turned his eyes and suddenly rushed towards Gong Yueyue: "whether you are his favorite woman or not, now I have done you here. What can your highness know?"

Gong Yue closes his eyes.

This was originally a bet. If it was destined to die, there was no need to live.

When the tip of the hairpin pierced her neck, Gong Yueyue had a strange pleasure - maybe dying like this will make more people remember her.

Whoosh——

The sharp arrow tore the air and bumped the hairpin in her hand, and she looked back, showed a blurred smile and fell back to the ground.

When I woke up, I just felt warm all over. There was a fire in the tent. It seemed that there was a smell of broth.

Beside the felt mat sat a man whose figure was cast on the curtain wall by the fire.

"I thought you would ignore me."

The man said nothing.

"Why don't you scold me?"

"I'm glad you're back." Unexpectedly, he blurted out such a sentence.

"Oh." Gong Yueyue turned over and changed into a comfortable position.

"Have a good sleep. I let someone stew your favorite beef bone soup." He raised his hand and gently rubbed her face, then got up and left.

"Zhao Changyuan!" Gong Yueyue stood up and shouted, "don't you ask why I want to come back, don't you doubt my ulterior motives?"

"You're back, that's it."

He did that and left her in silence.

With a long sigh of relief, Gong Yueyue sank into a deeper sleep.

I don't know how long it took. I felt a hand gently shaking her: "Duo er."

His voice sounded very gentle, like floating out of the clouds in the air.

"Dor, are you hungry? Get up and have soup. "

"No." Gong Yueyue shook his head and felt like lying in the arms of the nursing mother when he was a child. He refused to open his eyes.

"Dor is obedient." The voice continued to call my name.

"I don't eat. I want to sleep. I want to sleep all the time." Gong Yueyue simply really starts to be charming.

"I can't help you." The man got up and went out with a bowl.

Gong Yueyue fell asleep again. When she woke up the next day, she saw Zhao Changyuan lying next to her, breathing evenly, and her eyebrows were very peaceful.

Gong Yueyue couldn't bear to disturb him. He opened the quilt, stood up, put on his shoes and walked out slowly.

The sun has risen. From below the horizon, the morning glow is particularly brilliant. The whole grassland looks green. There are cattle and sheep walking around in the distance.

She almost forgot.

It's spring now.

Only in spring can there be such a scenery. Only in spring can people feel so gratified.

A pair of hands jutted out from behind and wrapped around her waist.

"Zhao Changyuan, don't you hate me?"

"Don't hate." The man put his chin on her shoulder and pricked her skin with a short stubble: "on the contrary, I thank God for letting me meet you. When I meet a woman like you, you let me feel the warmth of the world. You let me understand that there is something else in the world except killing."

Gong Yueyue turned around and looked at him quietly. When he was about to speak, he suddenly heard a trumpet: "woo, woo."

"Not good." Zhao Changyuan's face changed greatly. She let go of her hand and turned to walk away: "you're waiting for me in the tent. Don't go anywhere."

Horn? Gong Yueyue looked suddenly for a while. He couldn't care much anymore and ran after Zhao Changyuan, but his pace was too fast and had mixed into the crowd. Gong Yueyue had no choice but to shuttle through the crowd and look for him until he found that he had mounted a war horse and stood at the front of the team.

He raised his arms high and shouted to all the Black Yi soldiers. The Black Yi soldiers answered like thunder.

In the face of war achievements, in the face of a wider land, young and beautiful women, men fully show their passion and fighting spirit - this is the meaning of their life.

But Gong Yueyue's eyes were only him, just staring at the man.

The drums roared and the cavalry roared into the distance and rushed to their battlefield.

"Zhao Changyuan!" Gong Yueyue rushed into the horse team, stopped in front of his horse, looked up and looked at him: "Zhao Changyuan! Promise me one thing, don't, don't hurt him! "

"Is that why you came back?" Zhao Changyuan's eyes were as cold as ice.

"You knew, didn't you? But you didn't blame me. "

"I know it's one thing, but from your mouth, it's another!" Zhao Changyuan said and took a deep breath: "go back and go back to the tent. This is not a place for women."

"No." Gong Yueyue grabbed his reins and shook hard: "you must promise me. If you don't promise me, I will never go away!"

"You -" Zhao Changyuan's eyes were red, and he was about to attack. A cold voice came from behind. "Are you idle?" Still have time to talk to women here? "

"Chamu!" Zhao Changyuan roared, "send her back!"

A horse came running. The man jumped off the horse and grabbed her arm: "go."

"I'm not going!" Gong Yueyue tried to break free: "Zhao Changyuan, you promise me. If you don't promise me, you won't see me again when you come back."

"You really look up to yourself!" Zhao Changyuan's eyes were cold, like two pools of deep water: "Cha mu, take her back, tie her up with a rope tied to a horse, and throw her in a leather mattress."

"Yes!" Cha Mu agreed very loudly. He cut Gong Yueyue's head with a knife, knocked her unconscious, and then carried her back to the tent.

"Zhao Changyuan." In her sleep, Gong Yueyue only felt that her world was particularly chaotic and messy.

"Ah Chen..." vaguely, she saw two men riding fengma and fighting on the battlefield. Their blood stained the yellow sand on the ground.

"Ah Chen!" With a loud cry, Gong Yueyue woke up, but saw that his limbs were firmly tied by a rope and couldn't move.

She looked around, and her eyes finally fell on the lampstand on the table - that needle, that sharp iron needle, should help her.

Bit by bit, she moved to the table, knocked the candlestick against the ground, rubbed it, and slowly cut the rope with the sharp needle on the candlestick.

Gong Yueyue doesn't know why she did that, but one thing is very certain - if she doesn't do that, maybe, maybe she'll never see ah Chen again.

She can't imagine the consequences like that.

It's painful just to think about it.

"Madam..." a female slave came in and was stunned when she happened to see such a situation“ You are -- "

"You'll help me, won't you?" Gong Yue glanced at her and her eyes lit up a few hopes.