Tyrant I am from MI9

Chapter 113

"Yimaer," a mellow voice resounded in the big tent, Qin Zhiyan stared at Qingxia's thin face, and stroked the wound on her neck with his fingers, and said in a flat voice: "I know you can hear."

"I once gave you a chance. I told myself that you are a white eagle that cannot be bound by shackles. What you need is a free life and a vast world. I once convinced myself that I want to give you such freedom, but it is a pity that you If you don't take your chances, you can't take care of yourself."

He lightly raised the corners of his mouth, a warm smile slowly enlarged on his face, the wind at night was very cool, there was a big full moon outside the tent, and the whiteness under the moon was covered with heavy snow, countless cowhide felt bags looked like Soldiers with snow-white steamed buns and stone-like soldiers stood in every corner of the camp, guarding the silent night.

The tent was as warm as spring, and Qin Zhiyan's eyes were like the peaceful Haizi on the grassland. He smiled softly, but there was an inexplicable bitterness in his smile.

"You are outstanding in martial arts, talking, laughing and killing people. You seem to be fearless, but in fact you are the person who is the least able to protect yourself. You have been helping others, but have you ever really thought about yourself? In your whole life They are all driven by others to fight and fight for others, but have you ever thought that you are also a body of flesh and blood, and you will suffer pain, injury, bleeding and death just like ordinary people? Since you don’t know how to plan for yourself, then I I'm here to plan for you, since you can't take care of yourself, then I'll take care of you. Yimaer, if you step into my Yanzi camp, don't go out again, this time, I won't let you go. "

A drop of crystal tears suddenly flowed down from the corner of the woman's tightly closed eyes. Qin Zhiyan bent down and slowly wiped away the tears in her sleep with his cold fingertips. Like willows in April, with the vitality of tender green branches.

"Yimaer, I will take you back to Xianyang, buy you a big house, open a big business, be your backer, and let you make a lot of money. I will also take you to the study and let you study, You can eat delicacies from mountains and seas every day, wear silk and satin, and bully the weak on the street, and you don’t have to worry about being caught to see the government if you make a fool of yourself.”

"You will become the most powerful businessman in Xianyang City, with countless mountains of gold and silver. You can act as a domineering and domineering one. If anyone dares to bully you, I will send them all to the outside of the Great Wall to do it for the benefit of the public. Coolie, don’t even think about going back to the Central Plains for the rest of your life.”

"When the war subsides, I will take you to your country. We will sail across the ocean on a big ship to find the kind of chicken you like to eat, to the land you have lived in, to the land you have lived in. In your hometown, breathe the air there, watch the white snow and warm sun there, and then find the people who bullied you, and teach them a lesson.”

"Yimaer, I never regret what I do, but now I really regret it, why would I have the heart to let you live alone in the troubled times, even if you hate me, I should tie you by my side. Why would I trust Chu Li, why should I give him a chance to be with you? Even if Qin Chu turned against me, I should kill him and snatch you back. Yimaer, you made a wrong step, you said, Is there any room for me to redeem it?"

"Ema'er, I will protect you until the day when I am powerless. If there is such a day, I will definitely find a way out for you, and I won't hurt you at all."

"Yimaer, you said that this name means longevity, so please persevere. In the imperial mausoleum, we made an oath that no one can be the first to leave the other behind. In such a dangerous environment, we persisted. Come down, now, you can't give up."

"I will guard you here. If you have something to do, I will let the entire White Hart Castle, the entire Xichuan, and the entire world be buried with you."

"Ima, I will do what I say."

Qin Zhiyan's voice gradually faded away, his sleeves were placed next to Qing Xia's face, already wet with tears.He gently stroked her face, her face was so small, and she had lost so much weight compared to the last time we parted.The candles in the room were crackling and burning, and from time to time a tiny spark burst out, like a child losing his temper, warm air was flowing around, Qin Zhiyan's face was as soft as a landscape painting Same, he held Qing Xia's hand, looked at her quietly, motionless, there was a slight wind that rolled up the corner of his clothes, gently lifted a small piece, and raised the faint fragrance of Chuanbei medicine.

Time passed slowly, and the hourglass leaked golden sand drop by drop.In her sleep, the clouds in the sky were getting closer and closer, the blue sky and white clouds were thousands of miles away, the fire gradually receded, and the darkness slowly disappeared. The clouds in the sky whispered to her, with a hoarse voice, just like the softness of her mother in memory. Little by little, he smoothed away the wrinkles and scars in her heart.

If this is a dream, let me keep dreaming, those warm words linger around her, making her feel like she is soaking in a hot spring.

Please don't blame me for being greedy for such warmth, I'm just tired and want to find a safe place to rest.One who has not traveled long in the dark will not appreciate the magic of sunlight on such a person.

Gently blowing like a breeze over the morning blooms, the limpid dew glistens on the tender petals.All the rainstorms are like a dream, and there is still dawn after waking up.Xi Linchen will bring her warm face wash, Bumble and Nakdo will laugh unscrupulously, Xu Dalie will come back from afar and go hunting on horseback in the wilderness, Aunt Doihua will smile honestly, Leaning in front of the gate of the house, reminding the children who are about to go out, Amoye will dance with a group of children in the village on the grid that she gave them.The slender birdsong played like ethereal fairy music, and the air was full of hopes.

Everywhere in the village is peaceful, and I will live there for the rest of my life. There is no war, no turmoil, and the flames of war will never spread here.There is no dangerous MI9 mission, no continuous traps and plots by Chu Li, no multiple identities that Zhuang Qingxia is unclear about, nothing but a new life, a new day, and a new beginning.

If this is a dream, let me live in it forever.

Suddenly, she gained a little more strength in her hand, and it moved slightly in Qin Zhiyan's palm.

It was just such a slight movement that immediately alarmed the man sitting on the bed, and Qin Zhiyan's eyes became a little hot.He softly called Qing Xia's name, his voice was so small, so cautious, so cautious, as if he was afraid of frightening someone.

"Emael..."

"Emael..."

"E...Ma'er..."

The eyes slowly opened a gap, the dazzling candlelight and the bright colors made people feel a little uncomfortable after being in the dark for a long time.She frowned slightly, but still tried hard, and gradually, gradually, opened it.

Danfeng eyes, crouching silkworm eyebrows, gentle eyebrows, and the corners of the mouth with a faint smile, just like the warm spring-like smile in the golden hall of the Loess Hall.

"Qin...zhiyan..."

The hoarse voice sounded slowly, without surprise, shock, or even the slightest emotional fluctuation.Everything seemed so natural, as if it had been rehearsed thousands of times, the man smiled softly, slowly lifted the back of Qing Xia's head, and leaned her forehead on his firm shoulders.

"Yimaer," Qin Zhiyan smiled softly, but there was a faint sparkle in his eyes, and his voice was mellow and pleasant, with deep feelings like a man's sea.

"Welcome back."

When she woke up, at dusk three days later, Qin Zhiyan was wiping her chapped lips carefully with a piece of white silk moistened with rice water.Her bright eyes opened suddenly, just like that night three days ago, she suddenly opened her eyes, looking at herself weakly, with a faint and warm smile on the corner of her lips.The wind and snow outside the tent suddenly turned upside down with a whirring sound, and the cowhide curtain was blown to make a whining sound. Qin Zhiyan brought the soup on the side, and his mellow voice was as warm as lake water on an April day.

"Emaer, take your medicine."

Qingxia's head was dizzy, she didn't ask any more questions, just opened her mouth obediently, and drank the bitter soup that Qin Zhiyan personally fed her.The big tent was so quiet, as if she hadn't woken up yet, only the wind was blowing outside the tent, and the setting sun dyed the cowhide tent golden yellow, everything was like a still picture scroll.

While feeding her medicine, Qin Zhiyan carefully wiped off the black medicine juice left at the corners of her mouth. His fingers were long and slender, with a hint of cold touch.

After taking the medicine, Qin Zhiyan stood up, his slender figure was wearing a light blue plain brocade robe, his boots were made of white deerskin, he stepped on the warm felt carpet, gently A trace of sound.He walked to the small table in the center of the big tent, took a vermilion lacquered food box, opened the lid, and steam came out. Qing Xia had seen this kind of food box when he was in Nanchu. The interlayer under the box is a red-hot charcoal fire, which can keep the food on it hot.

"You're hungry." Qin Zhiyan said with a smile, and then brought out a variety of exquisite side dishes, each of which was small, but the style was very complicated and delicate, without any meaty smell, plain and light, very suitable for recovering from a serious illness of patients.

As soon as Qin Zhiyan finished speaking, Qing Xia's stomach let out a rumbling sound, and she was extremely hungry without a single drop of rice water in three days.

No matter how informal Qingxia is, she can't help but smile faintly.Qin Zhiyan smiled warmly, he lowered his head, and every time he picked up a dish, he would show Qing Xia with his eyes, wondering if she liked it, and when he saw Qing Xia nodded, he would feed her a little bit.This meal, Qing Xia was very full, and just about to say that she couldn't eat anymore, Qin Zhiyan had already packed up the food box and tableware.He must have never done this kind of thing before, but he did it very well, he was not busy or flustered, with plain clothes and wide sleeves, and he cleaned up in a while.

(End of this chapter)