The reborn prince's wife

The flying catkins were flying very fast, and it didn't take long to arrive at Ciguang Temple. The abbot understood the purpose of coming, and immediately responded to Xia Liuyun's request. After she wrote down Jiang's birth date and handed it to the abbot, the abbot took the note, muttered something in his mouth, and put it in The amulet was handed back to Liu Yun after a while.

After getting the amulet, Dongfang Ye dragged Liuyun away from Ciguang Temple, but they didn't follow the official way when they came. Liuyun couldn't help asking, but Dongfang Ye just smiled and said nothing.

"Here we are." Feixu stopped obediently, Dongfang Ye grabbed Liuyun and jumped off the horse lightly, let go of Liuyun's waist, but took her by the hand and led her to the direction of the woods .

Liuyun opened his mouth and wanted to ask him where he was taking her. Thinking of his smile just now, he swallowed the question and followed him to the depths of the woods. Feixu was also well-behaved, standing outside the woods, dragging his head, like It seemed that Dongfang Ye was not happy to leave him behind.

It turned out that the place Dongfang Ye wanted to take her to was not the woods, but the waterfall behind the woods. The spring water was crystal clear and tinkling happily. Among the springs, the sparkling light is really beautiful.

"I didn't expect there to be a cave here." Liu Yun looked around and praised.

The weather in July was already terribly hot, and this day was busy on the road. The carriage was extremely hot, and Liu Yun's underwear was already soaked, but he could only endure the heat and drive on. This place is surrounded by cliffs , although it is not high, but it also wraps this small paradise, the breeze is blowing, cool and pleasant.

"Would you like to soak your feet?" Dongfang Ye went to the stream and squatted down, touching the spring water with his fingers, it wasn't as warm as other lake water, but it felt icy cold.

Girls can't take off their shoes and socks at will, especially when there are men in front of them.

But Liu Yun can't control that much, she is so hot now, whoever doesn't let her soak her feet, she will fight desperately.

He quickly took off his shoes and socks, and his fair and petite feet were immersed in the water. Liu Yun leaned back slightly, supported his body with his hands, and exclaimed, "It's so comfortable."

Dongfang Ye raised his mouth slightly, stood with his hands behind his back, slightly raised his head, and bathed in the warm sunshine.

Liu Yun moved her feet, the icy spring water dispelled her heat, she turned her face to look up at Dongfang Ye, his pretty side face was a bit transparent under the halo, glowing with luster, extremely delicate.

"The battle in the north is in a hurry, and I have to rush there in a few days." Dongfang Ye spoke suddenly, and his deep voice flowed into Liu Yun's heart like a clear spring, making her comfortable body slightly froze.

What is he saying?Is he going north to fight?

Liu Yun frowned, she remembered that in her previous life, the North had won a big victory, and people mentioned that besides General Weiyuan, there was also the eldest son of the Marquis Mansion, who never showed up, but People know that he is the hero behind the scenes of General Weiyuan's triumphant return.

"Isn't there General Weiyuan over there?" For some reason, a trace of reluctance and worry flashed across Liu Yun's heart.

A sword has no eyes, and when you go to the battlefield, you hang your life on your belt.

Liu Yun didn't remember where she saw such a statement, she believed it deeply, the battlefield is an unpredictable place, there is no absolute safety and victory.

There are rumors about Dongfang Ye's great achievements when he was young, and it is hard to tell whether it is true or not. Even though Liu Yun has seen Dongfang Ye's good skills, he is still faintly worried, especially when his eyes fall on his pale cheeks, he always feels thin He looks very weak, why should such a slender body insist on shouldering those responsibilities?

"King Ling is a fierce tiger. If he can be freed from worries, he will become an invincible God of War." Dongfang Ye's words were always full of deep meaning, and he said in a deep voice while looking at the creek in the distance.

"So, you are going to protect the rear for him, so that he has no worries?" Liu Yun raised his head and asked curiously.

Dongfang Ye nodded, he didn't care if Liuyun could understand his words, things in the court were changing rapidly, and he didn't expect Liuyun to move his meaning, but she understood his meaning immediately, her sensitivity and Wisdom was beyond his expectation, but it also brought him a different kind of throbbing.

"You will win the battle." She has lived in Linyang for a long time and has no experience with war, but she still remembers that victory. The lady has heard it several times.

It's just that the little master who was only known from the storyteller in the previous life stood beside her alive in this life, dispelling the coldness around him, and smiling gently at her.

Dongfang Ye is different to her, Liuyun knows it well, they carefully maintain their relationship, neither far nor near, no one wants to pierce that layer of tulle.Liu Yun taboos the pain of being hurt in the previous life and does not want to be contaminated with emotions, but Dongfang Ye stagnates but does not know why.

"Winning the battle..." Dongfang Ye was silent for a long time before he said lightly, "When I first went to the battlefield, I was only 12 years old. I always thought that the battlefield is the place where the soldiers shed their blood and where they achieved success. But It wasn't until I actually set foot on the battlefield that I realized that war is built with countless lives and bones. The enemy suffered a disastrous defeat in that battle, and our soldiers were killed and wounded countless times. After returning from the battlefield, I couldn't sleep every night. My mind was full of The figures of the soldiers who fought bravely against the enemy fell to the ground, many of them won meritorious service in that battle, but many more left their lives there.”

The war is too far away from Liuyun, the war she knows is only mentioned in storytellers and history books, the war in their mouth is bloody, and it is for the creation of heroes, not the desolation and helplessness that Dongfang Ye said.

Liu Yun couldn't help reaching out to hold Dongfang Ye's hand. His fingers were slender and fair, not as beautiful as a man's. It was hard for her to imagine that such a pair of hands, more beautiful than a woman's, were about to go to the battlefield, holding a long knife, stained with blood. blood.

"The emperor is a wise king. He dreams that one day the world will be unified, but this day..." He slowly stopped talking, but the world is too difficult. Who doesn't want to be the monarch of the world, who doesn't want to rule the world, and who doesn't have ambitions Ideal, as long as there are these people, war is inevitable.

"Dongfang Ye, I don't understand the unity of the world, I don't understand war and sacrifice, I just hope you can return safely." Liu Yun suddenly stood up, standing barefoot by the stream, and met Dongfang Ye's eyes, his eyes were pure Jiao Jie, she said softly, "Can you promise me?"

At this moment, she threw away all her restraint and struggles, threw off all her burdens and troubles, and was just a simple Mu Liuyun, only looking at Dongfang Ye in front of her, honestly letting her heart speak out what was in her heart.

"I promise you." Dongfang Ye stared blankly at the stunning woman in front of him. She was not the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, but she had the most touching eyes, shining with wisdom and agility, like an elf.

He promised himself that when he returned in triumph, he would tell her a story, a story about waiting.

[Author's digression]: Xiao Xi likes this scene very much. The barefoot Liuyun looks up at the smiling Dongfang Ye. The sun shines on the two of them warmly. In their world, there are only the two of them. . .