Chapter 159: Don't care

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The girl’s tears fell like fragile dewdrops, and it seemed to be burning hot in a flash.
If you think about it carefully, Xiao Jue is the first time he sees He Yan crying.
He was startled and wondered, in the end, it was a girl's house. No matter how powerful he was on weekdays, the appearance of flesh and blood flying on the battlefield for the first time was a bit scary after all. But... the last time she played against Rida Muzi, the reaction did not seem to be as intense as before.
After thinking for a while, Xiao Jue finally frowned and slowed his voice to comfort: "It's alright, don't cry."
He looked sideways, and the Uto soldiers were left with the remaining soldiers still dying and struggling, and the person rushed by Cui Yuezhi had arrived, and the rest was not to be feared.
"Du Du!" Fei Nu hurried over, looked at He Yan, but also froze for a moment.
"How long do you have to stand here and cry?" Xiao Jue had a headache.
He Yan quickly wiped a tear, and knew that it was just that he had lost his gaze, even though the overall situation was determined at this moment, this is not the time to hurt the spring and fall. He turned around and said: "Ah, the sand just lost its eyes, now it's all right, let's finish!"
There was also a crying cry in her voice that was too late to recover, and the reason was really rotten and perfunctory. Xiao Jue was too lazy to expose her, and when she turned around and lifted the knife to walk back, she suddenly looked at him, and suddenly, grabbed He Yan's arm.
"What's wrong?" He Yan looked back inexplicably.
Xiao Jue didn't speak, just looked behind her. Following his gaze, He Yan looked at it, and saw a few drops of blood slowly drop from his waist, and he did not enter the river, leaving only a trace of blood.
She froze, reached out and touched her waist, the dull pain for a long time seemed to come back at this time. It was probably Fang that rushed into the Uto soldiers in fright, only attacking but not defending. Later, she was eager to find Xiao Jue's whereabouts, but she didn't find out when she had won the prize.
The armor was heavy, and it was worn on the body. If it weren't for blood to drip down, it would be hard to detect. He Yan felt pain, but it was not unbearable. In the past, the more painful injury was not unreceived, so he didn’t feel anything. Instead, he reorganized the armor and didn’t care about the Tao: "Maybe he was cut, wait for the next time. Just wrap it up."
"You go back to Lin Shuanghe now." Xiao Jue said, "You are not needed here."
The generals of the Uto people are gone, Maca is dead, and thousands of large ships on the river are burning with blazing flames. The remaining soldiers, Cui Yuezhi, with the remaining Jiyang City Army, are enough to cope. However, He Yan did not let his men act, and his habit of resting, just said: "No. It's just some minor injuries."
Xiao Jue looked slightly cold and looked at her with a frown.
"Really don't have to." He Yan wanted to break away from his hand, but Xiao Jue's strength was great, but he didn't break away for a while.
The young man in the dark armor looked at her with a straight posture. The cool eyes seemed to contain a knife, but the tone was also faint. "Don't you know the pain? You don't feel pain, don't you cry?"
He Yan sensitively noticed that he seemed a little angry.
She replied subconsciously: "...no pain."
There was a trace of taunt in the youth's eyes, and she looked at her calmly and said, "Do you not hurt, or dare not hurt? Do you think it is unnecessary or unnecessary?"
After saying this, he let go of his hand, turned away, and did not look back at He Yan again.
"Which kind of temper is this?" He Yan stood in the same place for a long while, and murmured: "No one has taught me, and no one has coaxed me."
She followed.
...
The war ended much earlier than expected.
It took two days for the Utopian warships to enter the canal, to the wind and fire, to clean up the remaining remnants. Not even three days.
Of course, there is the heroism of the Jiyang City Army and the kite of Xiao Jue commanding the formation. The most important thing is that Dongfeng. If the wind blows later or shorter, it will not be the result.
The fire from the east wind kept burying thousands of Utopian warships in the canal outside Jiyang City. Countless Jiyang cityrs knelt down and bowed their heads in the direction of the canal, and tears were shed in tears: "Thank you for the blessing of the goddess of water, thank you General Feng Yun for being a god, and thank God Tianyou Jiyang and God Wei."
Zhaoxia dyed the whole river, dyed the river water soaked with blood into gold and red. I wonder if it was the blood of the dead martyrs, or Xiaguang, and the magnificent shocking.
The remaining Jiyang City soldiers on the shore unloaded their armor, sat on the ground, staring staringly at the direction of the sunrise, their blood-stained faces, relieved and relieved.
Jiyang City, hold it.
In Cui House, He Yan sat on the couch and watched Lin Shuanghe giving her medicine.
"Brother Lin, just hand it over to Cui Jiao here." He Yan said: "No need to bother you."
Lin Shuanghe sat by the stove and fanned, said: "The little girl knows what, my medicine is ordinary, it can't be cured. I have to come by myself. I said to you, sister He, you have such a big one. Doesn't he know it? No wonder Huai Jin is so angry, if you die here, people will blame themselves."
"I don't have a big mouth," He Yan felt that the man was too alarmist to talk. "It's just a slap, and it doesn't hurt."
In actual combat, these were all minor injuries. One of the most powerful times she had ever had an arrow in her shoulder, and the battle continued to be fought. The doctors around her could not take care of it. She had to pull out the handle of the arrow with her bare hands and fought the whole battle with arrows that were not in her skin. Later, when the medical doctor came to see her, the sleeves of He Yan's entire arm were stained with blood, and the wound and the clothing were stuck together, and they could not be pulled apart.
As long as you can walk, you can fight, without hurting your life, all are minor injuries.
"Sister, when will you remember that you are a girl. When I was treating other young ladies in Shuojingcheng, sometimes someone would have a birthmark as big as a fingernail on their body, and they would be able to find death. Can be viewed."
He lifted the lid of the medicine jar and looked at it. The "coot" of the medicine in the jar bubbled up. Lin Shuanghe put the lid down again, took the handle of the jar and picked it up, and placed it on the side table.
"Not to mention that it doesn't matter if you live your life, or whether you are particularly painful. But don't you love beauty?" He took a clean medicine bowl from one side and poured the medicine in the jar, " You’re not afraid of future husband’s dislike? Don’t blame me for being unpleasant, but girls, it’s normal to pay attention to this.

He Yan leaned back and looked at his movements and smiled, "I don't plan to get married."
"Why?" Lin Shuanghe's movements looked at her: "You are young, you are not bad at birth, and your temperament is straightforward and lovely. There are no doubts and complications, why don't you plan to get married?"
"It's boring to have too many relatives," He Yan sighed. "It's in a house. Those places are walking around, it's better to live in a military camp."
"You have a peculiar idea." Lin Shuanghe set aside the poured medicinal juice and left it to dry. "When you meet someone you like in the future, you won't think so."
"Even if I meet someone I like, I won't get married." He Yan said.
Lin Shuanghe narrowed his eyes: "Sister He, wouldn't you already be on purpose?"
"No."
Although she answered briskly, Lin Shuanghe doubted Dou Dunsheng, and He Yan was so decent, saying such frustrating words. Judging from his many years of experience in the women’s pile, he can make a woman say
not wanting to be married
at a young age, and most of them may have suffered an emotional injury.
He Yan has always been in Liangzhou Weili, where the swords and swords are used for the day, where is the hurt?
There was a sigh in his heart, could he really like Chu Zilan? And because of the relationship between Chu Zilan's identity and Xu Pingting, he knew that he could not be married to Chu Zilan.
But what about Xiao Jue?
Lin Shuanghe felt all kinds of situations very serious for a while.
Seeing him in a daze, He Yan asked, "Brother Lin, did you see my master?"
From the beginning of the war to the end of the war, everyone started to clean up the mess, and He Yan failed to see Liu Buwang. Lin Shuanghe said: "Master Liu went with Cui Zhongqi that morning. Cui Zhongqi was busy cooking the wounded soldiers. He hadn't returned yet. Master Liu should be with him."
He Yan nodded, but was a little uneasy.
Lin Shuanghe walked to He Yan again, and took out a round box from his sleeve, and put it on the pillow of He Yan: "This is our home-made scar removal cream. It is used on the body. Eighty-eight is fine."
He Yan's body has been bandaged by medical doctors on the side of Jiyang City. Hearing the words at this moment, he picked it up and saw that the round box was written with the words "remove scars and muscles", especially look familiar. When I thought about it carefully, I went to Liangzhou City with Xiao Jue before, and I was injured with Ding Yi at night. Later, when I returned to Liangzhou Wei, when Shen Muxue gave her medicine, such a box was also placed in the medicine tray. After He Yan used it, the scar removal effect was really good, and the scars are now very light. She was very grateful to Shen Muxue for her attentiveness and praise for the magic of the ointment. Unfortunately, the box was small and there was not much medicine. It was gone after use.
"This is secretly made by your family?" He Yan asked.
Lin Shuanghe was a little bit successful. "Accurately, I made it secretly."
"Is this expensive?"
"Sister He, how can you use money to measure the value of medicines? I don’t sell this medicine. If I really sell it, I can rely on this in Shuojing City. I can afford food and clothing for a few lifetimes. Money is like a cloud for me, this The medicine was specially prepared for Huai Jin. He was injured every weekday. When he turned back, Xiao Rubi saw it and felt distressed. With some anti-scar medicine, Xiao Rubi could not see it.
In order to reassure his brother? He Yan said, Xiao Jue was quite cautious. But she clearly remembered that Shen Muxue had given it to herself, and He Yan asked Lin Shuanghe: "Have you not prepared this medicine for other people? Like other girls?"
"What do you mean?" Lin Shuanghe said strangely: "If this medicine really spreads, don't talk about me, my father and my grandfather can be annoyed, so I don't tell others. I only did it for Huai Jin. Not many, only a few boxes. It’s not because my sister has a good relationship with me, I will give you a box. Don’t tell anyone else, this medicine is hard to make, I want to live a few more years."
He Yan: "...good."
"Then take your medicine slowly and rest after drinking it." Lin Shuanghe shook his fan with satisfaction. "I'll go out and ask if there is anything else in the house that can help."
Lin Shuanghe left, and He Yan looked at the pillbox in his hand. The pillbox was delicate and held in her palm.
Xiao Jue gave her?
...
The wounded soldiers settled down, and the dead soldiers were written into the book one by one. The Jiyang City Army was not many, and after this battle, there was little left.
Cui Yuezhi took the soldiers behind him to clean up the battlefield. He also suffered a lot of wounds on his body. His face was stained with blood, his head was broken, and he was bandaged with white cloth.
Seeing Xiao Jue coming from afar, Cui Yuezhi quickly greeted him and said: "Xiao Dudu."
Xiao Jue was much younger than him, but he never dared to underestimate the youth in front of him. This time, if Xiao Jue was not here, 150,000 Utopian soldiers, Jiyang City could not hold it anyway. It is possible to win, although there is an element of luck, but more is still the lucky general. In He Yan’s words, this is the famous general. Those who should not lose should not lose, and those who cannot win may win. No matter how bad the game is, he can be defeated by him.
Of course, that girl He is also very powerful. But I heard that I was injured and was sent back to the house to rest.
"The battlefield has already been cleaned up." Cui Yuezhi said: "When the casualties counted by the Uto soldiers are good, you can go back to the palace and report the situation to your Highness. Your Highness will write a chorus before and after this battle and report it to the court. The people of Jiyang City can’t forget the life-saving grace of Jiyang City."
Xiao Jue went forward, "No need to thank, thank them."
Cui Yuezhi had some feelings. He probably fought side by side together, and he also showed a little sincere cordiality to Xiao Jue. Just about to talk, suddenly, someone came over again and was Cui Yuezhi's subordinate.
Cui Yuezhi's subordinate glanced at Xiao Jue, his expression hesitating.
"What's the matter?" Cui Yuezhi asked.
"Master Zhongqi, we... we found Mr. Liu."
Liu Buwang has not been with them since he opened the war. Cui Yuezhi was worried and heard anxiously, "Where is it?"
"On the forest bank in front of the gourd mouth." Subordinate Nono said: "Mr. Liu..."
Cui Yue's heart gradually sank, looking at Xiao Jue, Xiao Jue's eyes dropped, and for a long while, he said calmly: "Lead the way."
Liu Bu forget to die in the center of the formation.
He died terribly, all wounds on his body were wounds. The most fatal wound was a knife wound on his chest, which ran through his heart from back to front. Before he died, the corners of his mouth were also upward, and he was not unwilling to resent it. He seemed to see something very beautiful, and he was very calm.
In addition to the surroundings, there were many Uto people who died under his sword. There were also bodies in the depths of the jungle. Cui Yuezhi looked at it for a long time, and hesitantly asked, "Qimen Dunjia?"
Xiao Jue: "Not bad."
Cui Yuezhi respected him a lot, and now there are not many people who will be able to marry him. Liu Bu forget to set up here, killing a lot of Uto people, and fighting for them a lot of time later. If it weren’t for Liu Liu’s support in front of him, and the wind wouldn’t come, those Uto people would go to the gourd mouth, and once they entered the city, they would kill them and the consequences would be unimaginable.
Liu Buwu didn’t forget who told him that he had been in the front for so long, and no one knew even if he died.
His sword fell beside him, the piano was smashed, and the white clothes were already dyed blood.
Cui Yuezhi looked at Xiao Jue anxiously, only Liu Liu did not forget to be Xiao Jue's martial arts master, Liu did not forget to die, Xiao Jue was certainly sad.
Xiao Jue squatted down, slowly sorted out the untidy clothes that Liu Buwang forgot to be dragged by the Uto people, and took out a handkerchief from his arms to wipe the blood off his face.
After doing all this, he looked at Liu Buwang's face and whispered: "Take him back."
...
He Yan stayed in the evening in Cui House.
The four aunts of Cui Yuezhi took turns to visit her and brought her various foods, even though He Yan loved to eat sweets, so many sweets couldn't eat any more. It was easy to dismiss the aunt, and someone came outside to report: "Master is back! Dudu is back!"
He Yan was refreshed and got out of bed and walked out in shoes. Cui Yuezhi and Xiao Jue came back, maybe Liu Buzhi also came back. But after seeing Cui Yuezhi walked to the door, he was surrounded by four aunts, especially the three aunts, holding Cui Yuezhi's crying heartbroken, and heard people's nose sore.
It's so good to cry.
He Yan was thinking about it, and he saw a person walking over Cui Yuezhi to his own side. It was Xiao Jue, he hadn't had time to take off his armor, the servants of the wind and dust, He Yan did not feel disgusted, and thought in his heart, even if such a disgraceful person was so disgraceful, it was still hard to hide his beauty.
Xiao Jue walked in front of her and frowned slightly: "Who made you come out?"
"It's not a big deal." He Yan clapped her hands. "Even Brother Lin thinks you've made a big deal. By the way, Dudu, have you seen my master? I asked a circle, and no one has seen him, this A little bit, he should be back."
Xiao Jue heard the words, his eyes flicked and fell on her face.
In the cool black eyes, passing a trace of pity, a silent sigh fell on the heart.
He Yan's smile slowly put away.
She asked: "What happened?"
Xiao Jue said: "Go and see him."
He Yan froze.
Liu Buwang forgot to sleep on the collapse of the room, and his clothes were changed again. Except for his pale face, he looked like he was asleep. As if just shouting, he would sit up, look at her with a smile, and call her: "Ahe."
He Yan's eyes suddenly turned red.
She was almost unsteady and walked to Liu Buwang's side, holding Liu Buwang's hand.
His hands were cool, not as warm as when he pulled her up from the dead. He used to sleep very lightly and would wake up as soon as there was a little movement. Now she calls him Master here, and he is unmoved.
He Yan's hand touched his shoulder and paused. She gently pulled Liu Buwang's clothes down. The clothes were changed again, and I knew that he was injured. But He Yan did not expect that there were so many wounds. Those Uto people suffered a big loss in Liu Buwang's hands and naturally had to pay them back 100 times. When Liu Buwang didn't forget his physical strength, he scrambled to draw another knife on this loot.
His body was fragmented. However, the expression was so calm, as if he had just fallen asleep under the flower tree and had a beautiful dream. He Yan’s eyes fell on Liu Buwang’s hands, his hands clenched into fists, and his hands clenched tightly. He Yan silenced for a moment, with some effort, broke his fingers apart, and saw what he hid in his palm thing.
It was a silver bracelet. It looked rough in workmanship. It seemed to be an old thing many years ago. It was probably treasured every day. Some traces of carvings were flattened. But you can also see a small wild daisy carved on the edge of the bracelet.
This is something Liu Bu will not forget to protect at the end of his life. He has no children and no daughters, and only accepts himself as an apprentice. Life has come to an end, except for a piano, a sword, and this silver bracelet, nothing is left.
Empty and clean.
He Yan's throat was so choked that he couldn't speak. After a long time of reunion, he hadn't spoken a few words together, and he would be separated from man forever. She tried to hold back her tears, and a handkerchief was placed in front of her.
"Cry if you want to cry." Xiao Jue said: "I am outside and no one will come in."
His voice was very soft and light, with a little perceivable comfort, and before He Yan spoke, he turned and went out.
The door was closed behind, and the cry of the girl came from behind the door. At first, it was a repressed weep. Then, it seemed to be uncontrollable. The crying grew louder and brighter. When the sugar-eating children cried, they cried.
The cry was heard in the ear of Aunt Wei in the next room. She stood up and twisted her twitch anxiously, "I should go and see."
"Don't," Auntie II shook her head and looked out of the window. The young man stood with his hand standing in front of the door, like a guardian, guarding the fragility of precious things. "In such a sad time, you and I can be comforted. "
"Let them solve it themselves."
The howling in the room, I don't know when it stopped. After a long time, the door opened with a squeak and someone came out of it.
Xiao Jue looked sideways.
The tears of the girl who came out have been wiped clean, except that her eyes are a little infrared, and there is no problem. She looked calm and even deliberately relaxed.
"Du Du, thank you for keeping my gate." she said.
Xiao Jue frowned at her.
He Yan looked back: "Look at what I do? Is there something dirty on my face?"
"Ugly."
"what?"
"You look deceiving, it's ugly." His eyes were black, and he said something like ice, with a kind of insight into everything, Shen said: "I said it, I can cry when I want to cry. Cry, you can laugh when you don’t want to laugh. It’s better than what you’re pretending to be, it’s extremely ugly."
What I said is not good.
He Yan stunned for a moment, but instead smiled, she said: "It's not just pretending, just... that's all it is."
Liu Bu forgets that he is dead, which is a fact that cannot be changed. She can feel sad for Liu Buwang's death, but she always has to look forward. No one can tell everyone about his bitterness and sorrow, it will only be annoying. There are some painful things in your heart. If you cry and mourn your face to someone else from time to time, the person will be disgusted over time and you can't walk out.
She used her experience in two lifetimes to tell herself that even the hardest things will pass.
just……
"Do you know," she sighed, "There are not many people who are kind to me in this world, and you can count them with one hand."
"Now, there is one less."