Travel through ancient times to suppress villages

Chapter 199 Departure (1)

(The tenth update of this volume)

There is an old saying that a moment of spring night is worth a thousand gold, and the last few hours of the night, in the eyes of the two of them, are already worth ten thousand gold; the sky is light, the light rain is still falling outside, Shangguan Yunyan has already got up to take a bath Changed clothes; Ling Xiaodao closed her eyes, breathing lightly and steadily, she was pretending to be asleep.

She knew that Shangguan Yunyan didn't want her to see him off, and she also knew that Shangguan Yunyan was reluctant to leave her. In order to avoid the sadness between the two of them, she chose to pretend to sleep.

After everything was ready, Shangguan Yunyan took out the broad knife Mingyan, wiped off the dust, and pushed the wooden box under the bed; then he stepped forward, sat on the couch, and quietly looked at Ling Xiaodao's sleeping face.

He knew that Ling Xiaodao was not asleep, and he also knew why she pretended to be asleep; he was very sad, sad, and sad... But, the sacred will cannot be violated, and the lives of the people on the border must be stable; It's not all for his brother Shangguan Xuanlie alone, but more for the future life of the thousands of people in the celestial dynasty; the Nanman king is only harassing and violence at the border today, what about tomorrow?There is no guarantee that he will not send troops to fight against the Celestial Dynasty tomorrow, bloody massacres, and by that time, it will not only be the people on the frontier who will suffer, but also the countless people of the Celestial Dynasty who live in this land of Shenzhou; Shangguan Yunyan is a general of the first dynasty , with one hundred thousand soldiers in his hand, he couldn't bear it, and he couldn't see this tragic scene of blood flowing into the sea.

There is only one way to solve the threat and trouble, and that is to be killed by the horse. This is the ultimate dogma that Shangguan Yunyan has believed in for many years; therefore, he must personally lead the army to fight against the Nanman king!

Of course, he also had selfish motives for this expedition... Maybe it should not be called "selfishness", but "ambition".

Leaning over, he kissed Ling Xiaodao on the forehead, and said softly: "You must wait for me, for my king to come back."

Lovingly stroking the top of her hair, pinching her cheeks in remembrance, he gently placed a sachet embroidered with golden brocade patterns of boiling flames beside her pillow; Ming Yan, the broad knife on the table, ran out the door in a few big strides.

As soon as Shangguan Yunyan's tall figure disappeared outside the door, Ling Xiaodao opened her eyes; jumping off the bed, she ran to the door, leaned on the door frame, and saw the silver armored figure passing through Yiyang from a distance. The courtyard outside the pavilion disappeared into the overlapping shadows of the houses.

The drizzle was falling, Ling Xiaodao opened his big bright eyes, and looked up at the raindrops falling on the blue-gray pavilion; one drop, two drops, three drops, four drops, five drops, six drops... For a moment of shame, The tears in her eyes fell faster, more, and bigger than the rain on the blue tiles...!
The fingertips of the ten fingers clasped tightly on the door frame turned white; the wings of his nose moved twice quickly, Ling Xiaodao could no longer suppress the sharp pain in his heart, his legs softened, and he slid down in vain, and fell to the ground , covered his face with his hands, and cried bitterly.

Yan...!
(End of this chapter)