Bamboo horse is not a human being in his daily life

Chapter 97 [Prince and his sister-in-law] Where is my sedan chair?

During the day, there were no changes, everything was very peaceful, as if what Siqi said was just a joke, but until night came, the night shattered the false calm in the city, the general's mansion was brightly lit, and the general was dressed in military armor Standing in the courtyard watching the snowflakes all over the sky.

He looked at it for a long time, until a layer of snow fell on his shoulders, then he turned to look at the girl standing at the door and asked her.

"Ninny, will Daddy take you to meet your ideal person?"

Wen Queyu has been here for so long, and this is the first time she stands on the city wall, looking out at the vast white mist. She is wearing a heavy jacket and a fluffy scarf around her neck to cover her body. Half of her face and a pair of bright eyes were as beautiful as stars in such a dark night.

Under the city, there was the sound of horseshoes and the clanging of swords.

But, Jiang Yousi's voice was not heard.

Until the city gate was knocked open, she heard the eldest prince's voice curse with anger.

"You bunch of losers! Can't you even block a door?!"

The soldiers were all busy responding to the enemy, and no one paid any attention to the eldest prince who was standing proudly on the high platform.

He became even angrier, and said to the young master who was watching a play with a stove beside him, "Mr. Song, didn't you say that the soldiers raised by His Royal Highness were burned to death with a fire? But what happened to those outside?!"

Song Yufan didn't answer his question, he looked up at the girl lying on the wall and looking around.

After a long time, he said calmly, "Who knows."

It wasn't until this point that Song Yuyan fully accepted the fact that he had failed in a complete mess.

He lost in that afternoon, in Wen Quyu's eyes that suddenly brightened after seeing Jiang Youpan under the warm yellow lights, and in the company that only moved him day and night.

In this situation, he still has leisurely fantasies. If he hadn't taken her to Fengyue Pavilion back then, would the story have been different?
Is there a possibility that the only person she sees is him.

Not only was he defeated, but the First Prince and the Emperor were also defeated in a complete mess.

Jiang Yousi used several months of dormancy in exchange for a long-planned treason, just like what he said casually at the beginning.

Wen Queyu saw that the soldiers who had carried two cages of mice in her house and laughed foolishly were wearing armor and their swords were stained with blood.

She saw that the white snow on the ground turned into patches of red brocade.

I saw the young master in armor at the end of the red brocade coming wearing stars and wearing the moon, and saw the white horse riding under him frantically slapping the falling snow on the ground with its hooves up.

Hearing the sound of fighting finally came to an end, after a short period of silence, there was a high-pitched greeting resounding through the sky to welcome His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!

Wen Queyu felt that she had finally woken up from the nightmare.

The general stood beside her, seeing that she was still in a daze, he raised his hand and patted her on the head, laughed at her silly girl, and said that she was so stunned, that His Highness the Crown Prince had already reached the gate of the city, why not hurry down?

She just woke up from a dream, holding her skirt and hurriedly ran down the steps. She didn't feel it when she came up, but now when she ran down, she felt that the steps were like heavenly steps with no end in sight. As she ran, I thought, after not seeing him for so long, I must push him to the ground and beat him up.

Then I thought, this man is really hateful. He didn't even send her a letter for so long. He really didn't even send her any news at all!
Finally, I thought drowsily, is this tower really so high?

Such as whales throwing themselves into the sea, birds from the forest.

She ran down recklessly, her hair was blown out of the bun by the wind, and fell onto her face with wet tears.

The neighing sound in her ears seemed to have stopped, the blood at the foot of the city wall was solidifying, the silvery mist grew larger in her heart, and the sound of the wind became longer and slower.

Until she finally stopped panting, and stood under the blood-stained city wall of the Chijin Gaomen.

Only then did he finally see clearly that the man in the dream was standing not far away, and when he saw the girl standing there in a state of embarrassment looking at him, he suddenly smiled.

He said, "Sorry, we haven't seen each other for so long, and you have become stupid."

Wen Queyu's mind went blank, and she could even hear a brief buzzing sound. She rubbed her earlobes and then her frozen face, and when she was about to retract her hand, she felt the tears that had been blown away by the wind on her cheeks.

She had previously thought that this man was really a bastard, that he was hopeless, that he was a completely heartless, cold-blooded animal!

But now she felt that no matter what kind of person this person was, once Jiang Yousi was named, she would no longer be able to harden her heart.

Wen Queyu once wrote down countless Jiang Yousi in his diary. There was Jiang Yousi who was crooked like a caterpillar when he was still learning to write in elementary school, and Jiang Yousi who was in junior high school was as correct as a computer. The printed Jiang Youpan, and the Jiang Youpan who imitated his handwriting in high school and wrote so elegantly, and Jiang Youpan who made countless crosses in college.

During the long wait, she looked at the snow, flowers, water, and fish, but in the end she seemed to see nothing.

But now, she saw the vast white snow, the heroic soldiers, the blood flowing into a river, and a bright moon.

He even saw Jiang Yousi standing in front of her, who was so real that he could touch and hug her.

That night, before all the soldiers recovered from the sense of accomplishment of victory, they saw a little girl in a white skirt and velvet jacket under the city wall stepping on the vast white snow, avoiding the corpses covered with blood, and ignoring the hell-like battlefield on earth. He ran towards the smiling Crown Prince.

Until this moment, Wen Queyu felt that this winter was really cold and the snow was really heavy.

Only after feeling the warmth can we understand how difficult the cold winter is.

Only when you hug this person with your own hands, you will know that those longings are like scars buried deep in your body, and when you encounter a little warmth, they will completely turn into grievances that can't be vented.

The little girl hugged His Royal Highness's waist tightly, crying earth-shatteringly.

Everyone was a little stunned, and when they didn't know how to react, they heard Siqi say, clean up, it's almost dawn.

The girl cursed vaguely.

"Jiang Yousi, you bastard, you are not human!"

He cried again, "When you were not around, that fake Wen Queyu said he liked you, but I said how could Jiang Youbo like you, he promised me that he would give me a sedan chair and take me out."

"But she doesn't believe it!"

She cried and trembled, her shoulders shaking like an animal, and finally she remembered something very important and asked him with swollen eyes.

"Jiang Yousi, where is my eighteenth sedan chair?"

Jiang Youpan rubbed the center of his brows, smiled helplessly, and said, "Is there someone like you who only remembers to ask for gifts?"

However, his movement gently brushed the fine snow on her head, and he carefully embraced the crying and trembling girl in the snow-covered sky.

"Do you remember what I told you earlier?"

He lowered his eyes, and in full view of everyone, he gently placed a kiss on the top of her head that was too light to be noticed.

He said, "Don't cry, with me here, everything is yours."

(End of this chapter)