Chapter 128: Life and death

In the silent candlelight, the corners of Shen's eyes turned red, like a thin layer of rouge. Xia Houzhen had a pain in his heart, the corner of his eye was printed on his lips, and he fell down the cold cheek, and fell on the corner of his pale red lips. Lips were stained with heavy tears, and it was bitter and astringent.
"Master, I just understand now why Xun Xin would shrink back then." Xia Houxuan said against his forehead.
No matter how bitter the earth is, there are flowers blooming in pain because of people who are concerned about it.
The study room was silent, the blue tent curtain fluctuated with the night wind blowing in, and the moonlight waved on it. Shen Ye said, "I don't approve of red."
"Are you tired, you have sat for a day and it's time to rest."
"Don't stop," Shen Min put his hand on his solid pectoral muscles. "It's only ten days, so hurry up."
"..." Dare to love this kid. Xia Houyu remembered that he was so frustrated that he tossed and walked last time, a little scared in his heart.
"In a word, do you give it, huh?" Shen Min reached to Xia Hou's ear, his voice was low. His hand ran down the muscles of Xia Hou's waist and abdomen, causing trembling everywhere.
Face to face, Xia Houyan turned his head to the side, and the bit of redness in the corner of Shen's eyes smashed into his eyes, and there was a unique sorrow under the dim candlelight. It ’s a pity that he had an iron-bone man in Xiahou, who was supposed to be on it. But now ... heh ... Xiahou Hou closed her eyes and admitted: "Here."
Shen Yun was satisfied, kissed his ears, and pulled him to sit on Luo Han's couch. Moonlight blew up, Shen pressed on him, untied the clothes and unbuttoned the collar, wheat-colored chest was exposed, and his hands pressed vacantly, and the sharp point on the chest rested on the palm, like a bird's beak Pecking. Shen Yan leaned down, his skin was touching, and the two of them gradually breathed. The moonlight passed through the window, and they floated in the moonlight.
The night was quiet, and a branch of a tang flower bloomed into the moon hole, burning brightly.
The grass was green, and the willows were covered with embankments. When the spring breeze was ten miles away, Xia Houyi and Hechi got tired of the city, and Zhang Zhaolai saw them off. Shen Yun entered the palace early this morning, I wonder if he can come over. They have been very happy in the past ten days, Shen Yan pushed a lot of affairs, leaving time to stay with Xia Hou Yun. Together, they planted flowers and grass, and lay stars on the eaves at night. It's just that Shen Yun's guy is very particular about the fact that the upper room is still dirty, and he has to get a mat.
It ’s okay not to come, Xia Houzhen bowed his head and kicked the stones on the road. These ten days were enough. When he was happy, he stopped abruptly.
The accompanying dead men were all dressed up, pretending to be businessmen on the road, all wearing small caps and large sleeves straight, but under the robe were hard chain mail, a cold two-foot short knife was hidden behind the waist , Everywhere there are hidden killings. Over the collar, each face was as hard as steel.
Xia Houzhen wore his black ge linen, and it seemed like he was back in the past. The sword light sword and the rain accompanied him through the cruel time of more than ten years, and now he is going to take the last journey. He may die in the snow in Shuobei, and be buried with all Garan's ancestors. He never returned until he passed the other side of the world.
Fallen leaves flew, thirty dead men stood in the forest, and Xia Houyi and Jiyan were at the front of the team. They poured a bowl of wine for everyone. The sun shone in the spirits, shimmering, Xiahou Xiu bowed her head and saw her face. What Zhang Zhao was talking about, flying spit and high, all the dead were passionate in his voice. But Xia Houzhen didn't hear a word. I didn't listen to boredom, and looked at the birds in the sky in a daze. Xia Houyi turned his head and looked in the direction of Miyagi. Inside Shen, the most central place. He may be walking on the street with his shoulders, may be sitting in the palm of his hand to approve the red, or he may be standing beside the little emperor to meet the ministers.
He will always be so unattainable, like a person coming down from the sky. But such a person finally came to Xia Houyi's side. So reluctant, Xia Houyi lowered his head again, looking at the wine in his bowl, he saw a deep sadness in his eyes in the wine.
He finally felt deeply the pain that belonged to perseverance that year. This pain was deep in the bone marrow and difficult to resolve.
He really wanted to stay.
Even if the final result can only be died in Shen Yan's arms.
Zhang Zhao yelled in front: "Wait a long way, maybe there is no way back, can there be regret?"
"No!"
"Every enemy is evil, but fear?"
"No!"
"Zhang Zhaogong sent you forward, all of you are the Daqi Warriors, all of you are dead, but they are the spirits of Oki. Zhang Zhaoxian did it in homage!" Zhang Zhao drank and dropped the porcelain bowl to the ground with a crackling sound, the porcelain bowl was torn apart .
Everyone followed and drank. Xia Hou thought thoughtlessly. He used to be a villain who killed and set fire, but now he is a hero. Overwhelmed with the bowl, he doesn't know how to drink. Xia Houyu drank his own drink, took it over and took it. He fell on the ground together and shouted, "Go!"
Everyone shouted in response: "Let's go!"
Xia Houyi was about to get on the horse. There was a sound of broken horseshoes in the distance. He turned his head to look at the ridge, and a man ran on the horse and stepped on him in the morning light. It is still a tall stature, Jinsong's erect figure, even if the guy is riding on horses, he is more romantic than others.
Xia Hou looked at him, pulled the horse stable without moving, and suddenly felt a sense of hesitation in his heart. Why are you here? Xia Houyu thought, and finally said "departure", and finally gave up everything, and when Shen Yu came, his whole heart was falling apart.
But he couldn't turn back after all.
Shen Xun dismounted, Xia Hou Xuan walked over, and the others were very quietly silent, waiting for them to say goodbye. Shen Huan was very calm, without grief or joy in his eyes, he still looked calm. The two looked at each other, but they were silent. In the silence, only the wind rustled and the leaves rustled, and the tree shadows swayed, shaking above their heads, and the sky leaked like a star.
"Come and send me." Xia Houzhu helped him pin his hair behind his ears. His horse ran too fast, and his usual meticulous hair buns were a bit messy.
"Guess what did I do in the palace this morning?" Shen Yan said.
"What else can you do? Shang Zhaoyi." Xia Houyi smiled, "Is the little emperor annoying you again?"
Shen Yan shook his head. "I'm going to resign."
Xia Hou froze and asked, "What's wrong? What do you want?"
Shen Yan's eyes were down, and those long and long eyelashes dropped a shadow on his eyes. He said: "I told the emperor that I would go to Shuobei to kill the Baili kite, maybe I would die and not come back. Let him find another one to help him approve the red, don't look for me anyway."
Suddenly, as if something fell from the sky, Xia Houyi's heart was broken. Xia Hou scratched his sore nose and pushed him hard. "What are you doing! Go back and be your governor."
"He didn't agree," she said again.
Xia Hou sighed with relief, and said, "Okay, let's go back, I see you go."
Shen Ye raised his eyes, looked into Xia Houyi's eyes, and said, "But I don't care."
When he finished speaking, he began to unscrew, and the neckline opened, revealing the black gingham linen inside, which was Xia Houyi's. Xia Houyi had a box of identical linen, which was the first time he wore Xia Houyi's clothes. Everyone stared at him with stunned eyes, but he ignored Jin Niuzi and pulled the belt again. Xia Hou held his hand and glared at him, "Master, you are crazy!"
"I'm not crazy!" Shen Tong eyes red, "I'm going too!"
"No!" Xia Houxi growled.
Zhang Zhao busyly said, "The governor is calm and restless!"
Others also called: "Supervisor!"
Shen Huan turned a deaf ear, pulling his belt, "I'm going!"
"You can't go!"
"Then tell me what to do!" Shen Yan vigorously broke open Xia Houyi's hands and his eyes became red. "Xia Houyi, what do you tell me? For eleven years, my only wish is to find you. In addition to You can go together, what else can I do! "He didn't know where the strength came, but he opened Xiahou's hand holding his placket, and plucked the pierced ring seal attached to the band to the ground. He tore open the woven gold and drew it with his hand, and fell to the ground.
What is the seal of the courtesy supervisor and the supervisor of the east factory? He took off the ring on his finger and removed the tracing hat. All that was left was a coarse black cloth, and the eighteen sons of Bodhi on his wrist. That was what he wanted to keep, his own prayer.
Xia Houyan bowed his head, clutching his collar, his hands trembling like dead leaves in the wind. He didn't understand. Is this guy sick? Why is it so for him? If you ca n’t keep it, you ca n’t keep it. Just follow him. Why is this so? This fool, idiot! Can't he live without him?
But he clearly understood, and no one knew it better. Because he is the same.
Because of the deepness of this earth, flowers have blossomed in agony. If this earth is not sinking, it will be a barren land with thousands of ruins.
But how could he let Shen Huan accompany him to the killing field of Shura?
He lowered himself, kneeled heavily on the ground, and forehead dipped into the dust.
"Master, please go back!"
The dead men also knelt down and chanted in unison: "Master, please come back!"
In the rain of leaves, Xia Houyi was pulled up by Shen Ye and embraced in his arms. Shen Ye pressed his back of his head and said softly, "Ah, you know you can't stop me. Whether life or death, we ... go together!"