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"Mayne!" He knocked over the arrow with his hands, his black eyes escaped with pain. "You're crazy!" He grabbed her and hugged her tightly.

"Ah, let me die, let me die, I want to go home! Go home!!" She raised her head, shouted with all her strength, struggled, and begged God to punish her severely.

"Go home!! Meenjiya, let's go home!" His lips pressed against her cold and slippery face. .

He drove back thousands of cavalry and took her to the blue lake hundreds of miles away.

After the heavy rain, the sapphire-like magnificent and magical Mirror Lake is still so touching in the dim yellow and dark twilight.The rising heat of the hot spring lake enveloped the original body, and the strong and stalwart man slowly sank into the water with the woman in his arms. .

The quiet Meen was terribly quiet, she was like a body that had lost her soul, her eyes were empty and dark, staring at the nothingness in front of her, she couldn't find a trace of vitality that she once had.

A burst of palpitations and panic made his arms tighten a bit.

"Meenjiya." He hugged her, stroked her smooth back in the water, trying to relieve her pain. . .

She didn't struggle, she was like an obedient puppet, lying on his chest, so quiet that she couldn't feel her breathing.

He pulled her head up, pressed his fiery lips down, and kissed her neck that was cut by the blade. "Does it hurt?" The pain of the fusion of ice and water, water and fire is eternal for the woman in her arms.She didn't even move, her empty eyes stared blankly at the dark clouded sky with a touch of silence. .

"Speak, Meenjiya! Could it be that such torture won't hurt?" His patience was worn out, and anger burst out from his deep eyes, and he turned towards her coldly.

She didn't even blink her eyelids, she lay motionless in front of him, her head still upturned, her black hair scattered like seaweed in the blue water, swaying gently with the waves.

"say!"

Empty silence. .

"Ah!" Suddenly, he roared wildly, grabbed the white flower in the water and threw it into the air, "Boom" his beautiful and flawless body fell heavily on the lake, splashing out huge splashes, and then sank silently. . .sink. . .When there was no more ripple on the surface of the lake, he was completely irritated by her indifference.

Such a cowardly woman who wants to die and has no fighting spirit is not worthy of Yelu Qingge's love at all. . .

How blind he was!

"哗哗" The hard iron palm slapped away the lake water that blocked the way with a mighty force. Amidst the waves rolling, he broke into the bottom of the lake like an arrow flying a dragon. Under the bright sapphire water, there was no life. Mayne is slowly sinking into the aquatic plants deep in the bottom of the lake. .

damn it!

He swam quickly, pulling her from the bottom of the lake to the shore.His anger was burning, and he threw her to the cold ground.

"Meenjiya, you always remember that your life can only belong to me. If I haven't killed you for a day, you have to live for me!" No matter how you live, even if you hate him or everyone in the world, you have to live. Give him alive!

Beidi City after the rainstorm.

The sky is low in the wilderness, and the dark clouds are rolling in, and there is great momentum for another violent rainstorm.The crowds of people on Xuanwu Street disappeared like yesterday, and under the dark sky, the only sound was the sound of patrolling cavalry stepping through the residual rain, which alarmed the dandies in brothels and restaurants who were still indulging in tenderness. .

late at night.Sima Ying.

The dim light reflected Battelle's pale and old face. He leaned on the wet meadow, propped himself up vigorously, and shouted at the boy who was carrying water to feed the horses outside: "Mayne, come and rest!"

The boy was sweating all over his face, picked up the last bucket of water, and poured it into the stone trough.

"Come on, take a rest. Ma Gan made dinner for us, it must be very cold now." Battelle got up and wanted to serve the meal, but the young man took the dilapidated square table first and put it in front of him.

Battelle pushed the steamed buns and a bowl of stew with congealed butter in front of her. "Let's eat."

She sat down silently, cross-legged on the meadow, picked up steamed buns and ate them voraciously.Battelle raised his dim old eyes, looked at her plain and indifferent eyes, and couldn't help sighing: "Maen, are you trying to kill Battelle by being silent all day? If you hate me for going back on my word and staying in the cavalry, then you Hit me with a stick to vent your anger!" He threw a water pole in front of the boy.

Mei Liangchen's gnawing action paused for a moment, she didn't look at the gloomy old man, and continued to stuff cold and greasy food into her mouth.

Battelle didn't eat. He waited for Mayne to finish the bowl before he took out his cigarette pouch, lowered his slack eyelids, bowed his waist, and smoked silently.Under the dim oil lamp, the shredded tobacco in the pipe pot was bright red, and the curling smoke rose and slowly enveloped their heads. .

Mei Liangchen stood up, picked up the millet porridge specially made for Battelle, turned around and walked outside.

"Where are you going?" Battelle raised his chapped lips.

Mei Liangchen didn't stop, and walked straight towards the felt tent on the kitchen.

The kitchen utensils in the camp are always much more complete than those on the march.It is very laborious to wash and rinse.When Mei Liangchen stepped into the kitchen with cold porridge, four or five soldiers were half kneeling on the ground cleaning the dishes and the stove.

When they saw Mei Liangchen, they were all surprised.Usually at this time, most of the soldiers are asleep, even if there are people who wake up at night, they also go to the toilet.

"Maen, what are you doing!" The cook who got up to greet her was familiar with the horse, and was said to be a playmate of a tribe.He was the cook who helped take care of Battelle.

Mei Liangchen raised the broken bowl in his hand, and pointed to the stove that had just been turned off.He signaled that she wanted hot food.

The man wanted to help, but Mei Liangchen waved his hand, and he pushed aside the firewood covered in the stove, and picked some embers of charcoal onto it.She put the fire-resistant pottery bowl directly on the coals, turned her back, and leaned against the steaming stove.

A few cooks were whispering about the so-called big things they heard from nowhere. .

"Have you heard that two of the general's favorite concubines died in one night!"