Chapter 132: (two)

One thing, when Shengjing was out of siege and now has to rush to Qingzhou to save people, this matter seems to have become extremely trivial.
On the third day, Wei Lan just rushed to Qingzhou. At this time, she was close to collapse and forced herself into the city. Just when she arrived in the city, she found that the whole city was empty, and the tower was somewhat guarded. military.
She screamed badly in her heart, rushed to the tower, found the person in charge of the city, and said anxiously: "Where is Xie Zichen?! Where is your coach Xie Zichen?!"
"Wei Xiangye?"
The guard in charge recognized Wei Lan, and after being surprised, he immediately said, "Marshal Xie is out of town to meet."
"Fighting?" Wei Lan was stunned, and then roared: "He is 200,000 troops, what fight?!"
"It's not two hundred thousand," Wei Hua hurried up to the tower: "It's twenty thousand."
"What do you mean?" Wei Lan turned her head and clenched her fists. Wei Hua would tell her from the news he heard from his subordinates: "Zichen brought 200,000 people to the battle, and then pretended to be defeated and retreated to Yuncha Valley. , Let the soldiers escape on the road, and actually entered the men of Yuncha Valley, less than 20,000."
"What then? Go to Yuncha Valley to catch turtles in the urn. Is he a fool?"
"He seems to have an agreement with Huanheng, and Huanheng has deployed soldiers there."
Hearing this, Wei Lan didn't say anything, she rushed downstairs with a calm face, turned on her horse, and rushed directly to the top of the Yuncha Valley.
When she reached the top of the mountain, the dense forest was full of Huanheng's army, and the valley was shouting to kill. However, Huanheng had no intention of moving at all, and the blood in Yuncha Valley was still flowing into a river.
Wei Lan rushed to the top of the mountain, telling herself in her heart, hurry up, hurry up.
Hundreds of thousands of people couldn't make it up, and she had to tell Huan Heng to shoot as soon as possible.
On the battlefield, Xie Zichen watched the surrounding people fall down one by one, seeing Rong Hua most of the people smashed into the Yuncha Valley, he knew that the time had come.
According to the agreement between him and Huanheng, if he died, Huanheng would take action. This also means that the sooner he goes, the less the Qingzhou Army loses.
But he didn't know why, he felt that he was so unwilling.
He has just been married for a few years, and he has not seen his child yet, and he doesn't even know if it is a big lady or a little boy.
He hasn't realized Wei Lan's ideals, helping her to dominate the Han Dynasty, and he hasn't taken her to boating on the lake, drunk and singing.
In his entire life, he has been too hurried and hasn't slowed down for a while to take a good look at the loved one around him. He has so many places he wants to take her to, but he can't achieve it.
So what, can you not regret it?
But what can he do?
He has no choice.
He couldn't watch Sheng Jing being trapped indifferently, because Wei Lan was there.
He also couldn't really surrender to Rong Hua for a living, because Wei Lan was in Da Chu. If he surrendered, Wei Lan could not forgive him all his life.
In fact, he didn't deceive Rong Hua. He Xie Zichen has always been a villain who draws on power. If there is no Wei Lan, who is the surname in this world, who is the master of this country, what does it have to do with him?
But he has Wei Lan. He knew what Wei Lan was willing to sacrifice his life for, and also knew how treason was something Wei Lan looked down upon.
In front of Wei Lan, he will always be like a child, even if it takes his life, I hope that Xie Zichen in her heart will always be a perfect Xie Zichen.
He will not be disgusted by her, will not be spurned by her. She would look at him with a smile, hold his hand, and call out, Zichen.
Xie Zichen raised his eyes and looked around, knowing that the time had come.
Wei Lan's appearance was all in his mind, and the revolving lights flashed.
She was dressed in a purple python with a golden crown, she held a small fan in her hand, she looked cool and chic, she was sitting on the bedside with her hijab raised by him, and she was smiling and talking at the waterside by Xie Qing.
He remembered all her appearances, beautiful and ugly, embarrassed and calm, she seemed to be embedded in his life, into his bones and blood, and everything in his world was imprinted on her.
Finally, it was the first time they met. He was sitting in the carriage and she hurried past.
"I'm sorry," she said, "We are in the Xia Changxin Hou Mansion, Wei Lan."
Thinking of this scene, Xie Zichen laughed softly. At this moment, the spear pierced his body suddenly, and he heard a violent shout: "Xie Zichen!!"
Xie Zichen looked up and saw that it was Wei Lan on the top of the mountain. He suddenly narrowed his pupils and slashed at the person behind him.
She had just come to Huan Heng's side, and before she even had time to say hello, she saw Xie Zichen among the thousands of troops.
With her eyes splitting apart, she had no time to say anything, and rushed down the hill on her horse. Huan Heng was stunned, then reacted and roared: "Wei Lan, you come back to me!"
Wei Lan didn't look back, Huan Heng hurriedly fired his troops and followed with someone.
Wei Lan drove the horse all the way down. The mountain road was steep and it was not suitable for horse riding. She squeezed the reins, and when she reached the bottom of the mountain, the horse staggered on the stone and threw her out severely. Wei Lan was about to throw it on the rock, her whole body hurts, but she didn't think about anything, turned over and got up, and rushed towards Xie Zichen.
There were hacks and slashes, roars, and sword swings. She carried the sword and slashed, rushing to the person, and when Xie Zichen fell, she took him into her arms.
"I'll take you away..." Wei Lan looked at the blood-covered person, almost confused, and said hoarsely: "I'll take you away... Let's go..."
"Don't move..." Xie Zichen was hugged by Wei Lan and said with difficulty: "A Lan, I hurt."
Wei Lan was taken aback for a moment. She looked at the person with the wound, and knew that she could make this person say it hurts, probably because it really hurts. If such a wound is moved forcibly, I am afraid it will not save the person, but will send him on the road ahead of time.
So she looked at him blankly, not knowing what was wrong, there was mist in her eyes.
Xie Zichen looked at her, raised his hand with difficulty, and stroked her tears: "Why are you crying?"
"Alan..." Xie Zichen said gently: "Qingzhou Army...I'll save it for you. After this war...Di Jie was greatly injured and pursued by victory...The Han room regained... just around the corner..."
"Stop talking..." Wei Lan turned away: "I will take you back."
"I... can't go back." Xie Zichen closed his eyes: "Alan, it hurts so much..."
"But think about it...I like this...As a husband, Alan...probably very happy..."
"What's your joy!" Wei Lan finally couldn't help but roared out: "Huanheng forced you to surrender, and you will be a Dijie from now on. You Xie Zichen has never been homeless, you What hero do you pretend?!"
"Xie Zichen has no home and no country in his heart," Xie Zichen said hoarsely, "but he has you."
"My family Alan has the world..."
"Who said I have the world in my heart...Xie Zichen..."
She hugged him tightly and cried out: "The world I want is the world with you. You are dead, what do I want this world to do?"
Xie Zichen was taken aback for a moment, and he smiled bitterly: "That's... I'm sorry..."
As he said, he slowly closed his eyes: "In the next life, I will accompany you again."
Wei Lan didn't speak, she hugged him tightly, tears falling down.
In that minute, she thought of nothing.
She didn't know anything about the surrounding shouts and roars. She clung to this person tightly, thinking that if he died here, then just walk down together, maybe they can meet again.
She trembled slightly, clenching her teeth, and Huan Heng's roar came from a distance: "Wei Lan!"
However, she couldn't hear, and didn't want to hear, until the thick blood fell, Wei Lan raised her head with tears, and saw Huanheng holding a spear in front of her.
He had a feather arrow stuck in his back, hiding his whole person in front of her.
His eyes were deep as the sea, gritted his teeth, and uttered two words: "Get up."
Wei Lan didn't speak, she looked at him quietly.
Drops of blood fell on her face, and his face was reflected in her eyes.
Huan Heng had never seen Wei Lan like this before, and there was a dead silence in his eyes, as if he could die at any time. He had never seen her crying, nor had he seen such a desperate appearance. When he saw her suddenly, his heart pierced wildly.
He felt almost unable to breathe, but still gritted his teeth and said again: "Alan, stand up, I will take you away."
Wei Lan didn't speak, she smiled.
With a gorgeous smile, she let go of Xie Zichen, stood up and suddenly hugged Huan Heng.
At that moment, the long sword pierced through Huan Heng's body suddenly, and Huan Heng was taken aback for a moment, and he heard Wei Lan say: "A Heng, do you know? I used to think that no matter what you do, I will forgive you."
"Now I understand, A Heng, there has never been anything in this world, and I will forgive it."
"Alan..." Huan Heng said hoarsely, he had never felt such pain before, not in the wound but in the heart.
The moment Wei Lan said it, he suddenly realized what he had lost.
He wanted to speak, and wanted to stay, but found that he had contributed to this issue alone, and he did not have any reason or strength to say a word to stay.
So he could only call her name repeatedly: "Alan..."
The man held him and stabbed the sword into his body again. Surrounded by the sound of killing, Wei Lan's 100,000 horses finally arrived, joined the battle, and completely reversed the situation.
Huanheng wanted to hug Wei Lan, but the other party pushed him away suddenly. Huan Heng lost his strength, leaning on himself to breathe. Countless soldiers rushed up and Wei Lan was guarding Xie Zichen. She didn't know whether the man was alive or dead, but she refused to leave.
She was already exhausted, and now she is at the end of the battle. Huan Heng was by her side, even though his body was covered with wounds from her stabbing, he did not take a step back.
Soldiers surrounded the three of them, and I don't know how long it took to hack and kill. Finally, I heard Wei Hua approach the three of them and respectfully said: "Wei Xiang, we have won."
Wei Lan looked pale, opened her mouth, and passed out without saying a word.
Huanheng caught her and said weakly: "Carry Xie Zichen down, I will carry her back."
"Huan Heng," Wei Hua frowned, "You..."
"Please." Huan Heng raised his eyes to look at Wei Hua and said hoarsely: "I'm afraid I can only do it in my life. Did you carry her this time for the last time?"
"Your injury..."
"It's okay."
Huan Heng fought Wei Lan against him, and then left with the crowd.
The wound on his body was still bleeding, but he also felt that it didn't matter.
At the moment when Wei Lan rushed down the mountain, at the moment when Wei Lan stood in front of Xie Zichen regardless of life and death, at the moment when Wei Lan cried bitterly, he suddenly felt that everything didn't matter.
As long as this person is alive and this person is smiling, it doesn't seem to matter.
He thought that as long as Xie Zichen died, he would have a chance.
But at that minute, he realized that even if Xie Zichen died, he wouldn't have a chance.
He thought that as long as Wei Lan was by his side, he would be enough.
But at the moment when she saw her face full of tears, he realized that if she likes that person, even if she shed a tear, he will feel like a knife.
He likes her.
I like her so much.
Like when she pierced the sword into his body, he just felt that--
Alan must be sad.
Huan Heng carried her on his back, feeling that there was a phantom in front of him, and he stopped and went, feeling extremely tired.
Wei Lan vaguely felt that someone was walking forward with her behind her back, and vaguely heard the person talking.
"Alan," Huan Heng said hoarsely: "Do you remember that when we first met back then, you came out of the wind and snow with me behind your back."
"I was so cold at the time. I was lying on your back. When you came back, I was thinking all the way. When I grow up, I must walk with you like this once—"
Wei Lan didn't speak. She vaguely remembered the thin child who had come for many years. She scraped him out of the snow and brought him back.
She grew up protecting him, and she once thought that she would protect him like this for a lifetime.
"Do you remember that we celebrated your fourteenth birthday together. That day, I was planning to make a bowl of noodles for you, but suddenly there was an enemy attack. That time I was injured and you brought me to Carry it back right away. When I come back, the noodles are all rotten. I told you that Brother Zhang made it, but I actually did it. I don’t know if you know, because you ate the noodles clean. Sometimes I tell myself, you You know, so you eat clean. Sometimes you are not sure, do you know."
"The other time, you took me to see peach blossoms on the top of the hill outside Tusu city. That day you sat on a tree and fell asleep. I watched you under the tree for an afternoon. When you fell asleep too well, you asked Why can I hug you right away? I told you that I act fast, but I am not. It's just that I haven't moved my eyes after seeing you all afternoon, so as soon as you fall, I can take you in my arms."
"There is also the battle to kill King Di Jie..."
Huan Heng talked and talked about everything from his youth.
The teenagers met, went south, studied in Shengjing, and returned to the north.
The best time in his life was accompanied by her, so he was suddenly lost, he was like a chaffinch, and he was panicked. He desperately wanted to have her again. He was desperate for it, but he realized that after a moment of complete loss, as long as this person lives well, this person lives happily, even if he only regards him as a younger brother, it is enough. .
He should be content.
Where there is perfection in life, he insists on too much.
To lose is to lose, to be unable to look back is to be unable to look back, to be separated is to be separated, to miss is to be missed.
There is never a thing without a reason, so it should not be forced.
He carried Wei Lan to the door of the tent, and Ran Mo exclaimed to greet Wei Lan. He watched Wei Lan being taken away, and finally plunged his head to the ground.
This part of the road, finally, is over.
When Wei Lan woke up in a daze, there was only ink in the room. Ran Mo saw her waking up, and said anxiously: "Shizi, are you okay?"
"Zichen..." Wei Lan said hoarsely, and Ranmo quickly helped her up and said: "Don't worry, my dear son, my uncle is stable now, and Dr. Lin said it's all right."
"Stabilized?" Wei Lan was taken aback for a moment. When she first saw Xie Zichen, she almost thought Xie Zichen would die. Ranmo poured water on her and calmed down: "Dr. Lin said that thanks to my luck, Master Xie did not move, the wound was well protected, and now it is stable..."
Before she finished speaking, Wei Lan rushed off the bed and Ranmo hurried to catch up. When she saw Wei Lan went out, she grabbed someone and asked, "Where is Xie Zichen? Where is Xie Zichen?!"
"Shizi, here!" Xie Tong from the tent next door came out, raised the curtain, and shouted.
Wei Lan ran over immediately. With her long hair, she stumbled and ran into the tent, and she saw Xie Zichen lying on the bed peacefully.
His face was pale, the wound had just been stitched up, and Wei Lan stood at the door, not daring to move for a while.
She stared at the unconscious person, and after a long time, she trembled and walked over step by step.
He fell asleep, his always cold and steady face, after falling asleep, was a bit childish and innocent.
She knelt in front of him, stretched out her hand to clasp his hands together, and touched her forehead, her body trembled slightly, her words were a bit uncomfortable: "He... it's okay..."
"Madam, don't worry," Wei Lan, who has always been calm, has become like this. Xie Tong couldn't help feeling a little distressed, and said softly: "Dr. Lin said that if you take good care of it, it will be nothing serious."
"That's good..." Wei Lan kept nodding her head and squeezed his hand, as if using this to support herself: "That's good..."
When the battle ahead was over, on the other side, Wei Xiong leaned against Rong Hua and said nothing.
He has never slept, because even during a nap, Rong Hua might run away. Surrounded by these 100,000 people, without Rong Hua, he lost all his support.
He didn't sleep, and Rong Hua didn't sleep either. He had been in a bad body and couldn't hold it at all.
Sinan sends medicine to the tent every day. Wei Xiong does not let anyone enter the tent. Only Sinan allows him to come in once a day to confirm that Rong Hua is well.
On the seventh day, news of Di Jie’s defeat came. Sinan hurried in. Cui Jie and Wei Xiong stood up abruptly. Wei Xiong held Rong Hua in front of him. His eyes were bloodshot, staring at him. Rong Hua.
"His Royal Highness..." Sinan looked anxious, and stopped talking. Rong Hua immediately understood that Shengjing had not been broken for a few days, and Wei Lan was on the front line again, and the defeat was almost doomed from that moment.
Fortunately, he withdrew his troops in time and saved the people in Shengjing to the greatest extent. Now there are less than 5,000 people outside. Sinan will be in danger if he stays any longer.
So he sighed and said with Sinan: "You go."
"Your Highness!"
"Go!" Rong Hua opened his eyes, his eyes filled with indifference, "Go back to Di Jie."
"then you……"
"I don't care." Rong Hua sneered, "Little Young Master Wei doesn't plan to kill me yet, does he?"
"His Royal Highness thinks too much. Killing Your Highness will not do any harm to you." Wei Xiong raised the corners of his mouth, his voice was a little floating. After so long, he could not stand it anymore. Rong Hua should eat and eat. Sleeping, he struggled with all his life.
Rong Hua knew that he had to retreat at this moment, otherwise the five thousand people would be small, but Sinan...
Rong Hua felt cold.
Sinan was raised by him alone, and in his heart, there are thousands of troops and horses, and there is no such thing as a Sinan. He is a dying person, with his remains, I don't know if he can survive the next attack on Da Chu. Therefore, he can die, but Sinan cannot.
Rong Hua lowered his eyes, and now there are all Da Chu's people outside. If it weren't because of frontline news that they hadn't come back, they wouldn't dare to start a war rashly, for fear that Da Chu's people would immediately encircle them. However, when Sinan got the front-line news, Wang Xi was probably coming soon too...
Rong Hua dropped a knife from his sleeve and held it in his hand. He spent so long with Wei Xiong, just for this chance to hit him, his martial arts is not as good as Wei Xiong, so he can only rely on such physical exertion to survive Wei Xiong, Wei Xiong has not eaten and sleep well for nearly seven days, and now it is also here. limit. Rong Hua originally wanted to wait, but now he can't wait any longer.
So he raised his hand suddenly, gritted his teeth and swiped the blade of his hand towards Wei Xiong's neck. He exhausted all his strength in his movements. Wei Xiong was confused. When he reacted, Rong Hua's knife was already close to his neck. At this moment, he and Rong Hua would die together, or he would let Rong Hua go.
He subconsciously kicked the person out, and Sinan caught Rong Hua instantly, then with a loud shout, he slashed towards Wei Xiong with a big knife!
Wei Xiong fiercely resisted a blow. He almost heard the sound of a cracked bone in his hand. Rong Hua rushed out and yelled to Sinan, "Go!"
Sinan was unable to slash Wei Xiongli under the sword. He is now completely exhausted and may be captured alive again at any time. There are more than 20,000 horses outside, and there is no chance to stay at this moment.
Rong Hua rushed out of the tent and immediately turned on his horse. Sinan heard Rong Hua’s voice and immediately rushed out and turned on his horse. However, Rong Hua flipped hard and turned behind Sinan, hugged Sinan’s waist, and drank. A cry: "Go!"
Sinan had no time to care about these details with Rong Hua, greeted the soldiers, and rushed away with them.
Wei Xiong and Cui Jie rushed out and shouted at the soldiers of Da Chu: "Chasing!"
Standing on the top of the tower, Wang Xi first saw Wei Xiong’s tent in chaos, and then Wei Xiong rushed out. Only then did he see clearly that the person Sinan was carrying was actually Rong Hua!
So Wang Xi immediately said: "Catch up! No matter whether you live or die, you can't let it go!"
While speaking, the soldier chased after him, and Rong Hua hugged Sinan and gasped in a low voice.
He turned his head away and saw Cui Jie standing in the middle of the crowd, as usual, with wide-sleeved blue shirts and bookish brows indifferent and calm.
He looked at Rong Hua from a distance, and when Rong Hua turned around, he smiled bitterly.
Then he stretched out his sleeves, knelt on the ground, and bowed his head respectfully.
Since he went to Di Jie for nearly ten years, he has been with Rong Hua. He has been able to get to where he is today.
It can be Cui Jie, and Cui Jie can be defeated.
In this life, Rong Hua's encounter with him was probably the biggest mistake.
But the mistake can't be corrected, and we can only move forward.
Rong Hua was about to go too far, clinging to Sinan.
He gasped quickly, the wind was so strong that he couldn't breathe, and he felt the horse's bumps and his tongue was sweet, but he couldn't say anything at the moment.
Sinan wants to go back, he must go back.
He was full of brains, and just like that.
The surrounding area was screaming for killing, but Rong Hua didn't know why. He wandered all his life, but only at this moment, he felt a moment of peace.
He never felt wholeheartedly in his life that anyone belonged to him, but he finally knew at this moment that only Sinan was with him at the end of his life.
He breathed hard, Sinan knew that he had always been pleasantly surprised, and said anxiously: "Your Highness, we will enter the tunnel soon, don't worry, we can go back soon!"
"it is good……"
Rong Huasha was dumb, and Sinan couldn't help feeling a little flustered when he heard his voice. At this moment, he finally reached the tunnel. Sinan rushed in with Rong Hua on his back, and then went straight to the secret road that only they knew, opening the secret road all the way forward.
Sinan ran fast. Rong Hua was sick for many years and was very thin. He couldn't feel much weight on his back. Sinan listened to the footsteps in the secret road, his breathing, and couldn't help saying: "Your Highness, you tell me Speak?"
"I am a bit tired……"
"Then I will talk to your Highness."
Sinan ran and said, "Your Highness, don't sleep, hold on, we will be here."
Sinan was not a talkative, but at this moment he was too afraid that the people behind him would fall asleep, so he racked his brains to talk.
His life was too thin. He was rescued by Rong Hua when he was young. At that time, Rong Hua was just a prince like a servant. Sinan was the illegitimate son of a court lady in the palace. Rong Hua picked him up in his cold palace. Individuals grow up dependent on each other.
When Rong Hua is a fallen prince, he is the guard in front of Rong Hua, and Rong Hua is the regent, he is the best general in Rong Hua Center.
Throughout his life, he has always been around this person with Ronghua as the fulcrum.
"His Royal Highness said that he wanted to visit Shengjing, so Sinan always wanted to give Shengjing to His Highness."
"Si Nan is clumsy and knows nothing. After learning how to make grasshoppers for a month, he finally made up a grasshopper and gave it to His Royal Highness. But it is too ugly. I will make it later and give it to His Highness."
"Although Di Jie is defeated now, Sinan must revive Di Jie and fulfill His Highness's wishes..."
"Si Nan..."
Listening to Sinan's words, Rong Hua felt that he had been looking back on his words all his life.
This child has run through his life, unconsciously, for so many years.
After so many years emerged, Rong Hua suddenly realized that everything seemed to be unimportant.
Success or failure, the world, in the long river of life, seems to have long been insignificant.
So he said with a hoarse voice, "Si Nan, I have always wanted to go to Jiangnan."
"I want to buy a small yard in Jiangnan, watch the beautiful scenery of Chunhua, and go boating on the lake with my friends."
"I am like an ordinary young man, making friends, being a knight, and walking around."
"I have so many wishes... Sinan, I just succeeded in doing it. I have done it. I am not obsessed with Da Chu if it is mine. I just want to think, I have so many beautiful wishes that I didn't realize. What a pity... …"
Sinan was stunned when he heard Rong Hua's words, and then said: "What your Royal Highness thought is right. Sinan will definitely help His Highness finish it."
"Okay..." Rong Hua smiled: "Then Sinan is my eye, so I will remember to go to Jiangnan for me, see Chunhuaqiuyue, travel with friends, walk everywhere, okay?"
"Good." Sinan said decisively: "I listen to your highness."
Rong Hua didn't speak. He leaned on Sinan's back, listening to Sinan's heartbeat, and said gently: "Si Nan, just talk."
"Yes, Your Highness."
Sinan answered, and then began to speak awkwardly.
The surrounding area is quiet, only this person's dry words, sentence by sentence, talking about past trivial matters.
Rong Hua slowly closed his eyes, until the end, all the people in his life who had seen amazingness appeared in his eyes.
Sinan, Cui Jie, Wei Lan, Xie Zichen, Wang Xi, Huanheng, Wei Xiong, Wei Hua...
He suddenly felt that even though he was defeated, he would not lose his life.
Sinan ran wildly behind his back for a day, and finally returned to Di Jie's ground.
The mountains were too cold, and at the moment the wind and snow were blowing, he put Rong Hua down, anxiously protecting him: "His Royal Highness, I..."
Before he finished speaking, he froze, and the person in his arms was smiling, and his breath was long gone.
He held a kit bag in his hand, and Sinan opened it blankly, only to discover that it was a grasshopper that he had made for him many years ago when he was a child.
Sinan's lips trembled. After a while, in the wind and snow, he stroked the snowflakes on the handsome young man's face, and tears fell silent.
He finally called his name once in his life.
Rong Hua.
After Wang Xi stabilized Sheng Jing, he quickly sent a report to the front line.
It was the third day when Wei Lan received the letter.
She has been guarding Xie Zichen's side. When receiving the battle report, Wei Lan was feeding the unconscious Xie Zichen with water.
Ran Mo knelt in front of Wei Lan and read the news to Wei Lan. Wei Lan nodded and said nothing.
She turned her head to look at Xie Zichen, and said gently: "Shengjing is safe. Our child is still in Shengjing. You won't see him grow up until you wake up."
Xie Zichen rolled his eyes without making a single glance.
When Wei Lan was with Xie Zichen, Huanheng was still in a dream.
In the dream, he was sitting under a tree, frozen into ice by the snow.
But he didn't want to leave. He always felt that someone would come to rescue him.
She would sweep away the snowflakes on his body for him, then carry him on her back, step by step away from the cold world.
However, he waited and waited, that person did not come.
He waited desperately and went mad, and finally fell silent.
Then he saw the man standing in front of him and crying. The moment the tears fell, he finally remembered everything. He stood up trembling, shaking away the snow and ice from his body.
"Don't cry..." he said hoarsely: "I won't wait, I'm leaving, don't cry, okay?"
The other party did not speak, and then a sword penetrated his body.
"Aheng, you know what, I used to think that no matter what you do, I will forgive you."
"Now I understand, A Heng, there has never been anything in this world, and I will forgive it."
The blood flowed down and the pain spread.
He seemed to have fallen into an endless abyss, and his heart was desperate.
When Wei Lan left him and returned to the South, when Wei Lan got married, he ran back to Shengjing madly, thinking that it was despair.
But now I understand that when you are still struggling, when you are still angry, when you are still working hard, it is not despair.
The real despair is that you can't even struggle and even work hard.
You know that it is absolutely impossible to be detained, you can only stand in place and watch the person turn and leave.
But relying on thinking that she will forgive.
But relying on thinking that she will not leave.
However, when she stabbed the sword into her body, she knew that in this world, all the feelings would be squandered, and where it came from.
He held the opponent's sword.
He wanted to say, Alan, don't let go.
Alan, don't go.
But the other party still disappeared. In the snow and ice, the person who had memorized him step by step seemed to have never been here.
He wept bitterly, knelt to the ground, in the snow and ice, slowly hugging himself tightly.
When Huanheng Xie Zichen was in a coma, Wei Lan took care of Xie Zichen, cultivated and arranged military defense with Wei Hua.
Xie Zichen was in a coma for nearly seven days. On the morning of the seventh day, when the first ray of sunlight fell, Xie Zichen slowly opened his eyes.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the girl he was thinking about sleeping beside him. She was pale and tired, and she was thin.
He looked at her quietly, and she was almost white and transparent in the morning sun. Xie Zichen couldn't help reaching out and stroked the hair on her face.
Wei Lan was startled by him and suddenly opened her eyes.
Then she saw the young man in the sun, looking at her tenderly.
She did not speak, her beautiful eyes were indifferent.
Then she reached out and hugged him, buried her head in his arms, and trembled slightly.
Xie Zichen raised his hand to hug her, and said gently: "I'm awake, don't be afraid."
Wei Lan didn't speak, and her tears fell. She gritted her teeth for fear of making a noise.
Xie Zichen hugged her tightly and followed her back: "Stop crying, I am here, I am."
"Xie Zichen..." Wei Lan trembled slightly: "No next time."
"If there is another time," she gritted her teeth: "I will definitely not spare you."
"I know," Xie Zichen closed his eyes: "Alan, I know, in your heart, I am more important than the world."
For so many years, I have been worried about gains and losses.
In this relationship, her response was indifferent and uneasy.
Finally at this moment, when this person was crying like a little girl in his arms and gritted his teeth and said that he would not be spared, there was nothing left.
He held her quietly, watching the red sun outside, slowly rising.
After Xie Zichen woke up, Wei Lan's spirit was much better.
She stayed with him every day, and within a month, Xie Zichen had recovered.
At this time Sheng Jing was completely settled down, and Wang Xi found the secret passage and sealed it to death. Rong Hua and Sinan disappeared after that day.
One month later, Wang Xi rushed to the front with grain and straw from Shengjing. On the day Wang Xi came, news of Rong Hua's death came and Di Jie's army hung white flowers.
After hearing the news, Wang Xi said that to celebrate, he invited everyone to drink in the mountains.
Wang Xi found a mountain top and let people arrange the venue. At night, Wei Lan changed into clothes and went to the top of the mountain with Xie Zichen.
That night, when the moon was shining brightly, Wang Xi and Ruan Kangcheng were waiting at the top of the mountain early. After a few people had a few drinks as if they were young, Wei Lan felt that someone was coming. When he looked back, it turned out to be Huan Heng.
He was dressed in a black robes and a golden crown as he did when he first came to Shengjing, but he was no longer like a teenager, who would fall in front of him under his clothes.
Wei Lan glanced at him indifferently, turned her head, and talked with Wang Xi and Ruan Kangcheng with a smile. And Xie Zichen sat down on his knees, like a young man, quiet and silent, without saying a word.
Following Huan Heng were Cui Jie, Wang Yuan, Wei Xiong, Wei Hua, Lin Xia and others. Looking at this group of people, Cui Jie smiled and said: "When I was in Shengjing back then, I heard that the young masters were full of spirits. , Now I look at it, it really is."
"What is it now?" Ruan Kangcheng waved his hand, holding the hip flask, and turned his head to look at the bright moon hanging in the sky in the distance: "You don't know, when I was studying in the palace, when Ji Shao Lin Che and others were still there. It's called lively. And this person," Ruan Kangcheng pointed to Wang Yuan, "Although the people on their third prince's side are not very kind, but now when I think about it, I also feel that when I was young, I was naive and it was already very good.
"We are not kind? You are really cunning!"
Wang Yuan sneered after drinking, Wei Lan smiled, looked up at Wang Xi, and touched his wine glass: "Ache is not here now, are you sad?"
"People die, the lamp goes out," Wang Xi said in a daze, "Since I have already left, I don't force it. When I can stay, I will naturally go all out to keep him. If I can't keep it, it's fine."
With that, Wang Xi looked into the distance, Wanjia lights up.
"Alan," he raised his hand: "Look at this country, how beautiful it is. When I was young, I always felt that we were very awkward. At that time I liked to stand on the top of the mountain at night and look out to the north. But father always They told me that the north cannot go back. Di Jie is so powerful, and Chen Guo is so powerful. But now I suddenly feel that maybe we can go back."
"Of course."
Wei Lan raised the wine glass: "Axi, Da Chu has us, it is not the Da Chu back then."
Wang Xilang laughed: "Yes, Da Chu has us, it's different."
As he said, Wang Xi raised his glass and greeted everyone to drink.
A group of people kicked fist and ordered the wine, drinking until midnight, and it was a piece of cake.
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