Travel through ancient times to suppress villages

Chapter 219 Winter Night (2)

"...Yan, are you okay? How is the war going? Why don't you even send me a word? Are you busy? Or, you have...forgot about me...forgot that I am waiting for you !” She said, while slowly squatting down, she felt cold.

The cloak fell on the barren grass, soaked by snow, and she never noticed it; when she stretched out her hand, her stiff fingers flexed, and she flicked the ice beads on the decaying withered grass, making a crisp sound of "snap". How far the beads are popped.

Tears the size of soybeans rolled down her cheeks and splashed on the ground.

She wants to cry, wants to cry!But she couldn't cry out; she left cold tears all over her face.

"You, you should have taken me with you. I'm not afraid that swords and guns don't have eyes, I just want to stay by your side; you said, let me wait for you to come back from taking off your armor, but how long should I wait? I'm afraid I Can't wait for you to come back... Yan, I'm really afraid that I won't be able to wait for you to come back...!" She choked up and twitched, the tears had already come out, but she could only howl in a hoarse voice.

"I promised you that I will wait for you to come back, and I have also made up my mind to wait for you to come back. I didn't regret it at first, and I didn't plan to regret it; but, Yan, I suddenly regretted it, I don't know Why did I regret it all of a sudden? Are you going to say that I am capricious and call me a villain? In fact, I don’t want to be like this, I also want to strengthen my determination...!"

Coughing, she squinted her eyes and looked up at the sky, and murmured, "What is God's will? I've thought about it for a long time, but I really can't figure out what God's will is? God's will, is it when you left the mountain that your Your composure, your composure, your determination to leave without hesitation; if you really love me, why don't you order me to go with you? Even if you coax me, coax me; although I won't be with you Go, although I know you are worried that if I go with you, I will die in the southern country... Yan, you don't lie to me, don't coax me, I admit it; but why don't you send me a letter? I miss you very much, I I am very worried about you, I am afraid that you will not want me, I am afraid that you will abandon me, and I am even more afraid that you...will die in battle!"

Wiping her tears, she suddenly smiled, and said again: "Actually, I am very selfish. I hope that if you die, I can see you die with my own eyes, so I hope you will take me to the southern country with you. In this way, you will die , so that I can collect your corpse in time and bury you with my own hands, I won’t let you sleep in the wilderness and be pecked at by vultures... Yan, am I vicious?”

Having said this, Ling Xiaodao's face was full of tears and nose, she lifted up her sleeves and wiped it vigorously, and continued to mutter softly: "I have said so much, and I have talked so much, are you going to say that I am a child? It's a child's heart; but I have changed it now, and I have worked hard to change it. You want me to be your wife well, and you want me to work hard to make everyone respect me and surrender to me, so that you don't lose face; I I have worked hard, and I have achieved it. Now I am serious and serious, and I am no longer naughty or mischievous; but, Yan, I am not happy, I am not happy, I feel depressed, hesitant, suffocated, and hopeless. Help... I don't want to do anything, I don't want to do anything, I don't even want to say anything; I just miss you, miss you, miss you... But when will I see you... I In this life, is there a chance to see you again?"

(End of this chapter)