snow on pillow

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"Wait, I didn't mean that!" Mo Yan hurriedly stopped the two people who were about to leave the camp, "It's snowing tonight, so we need everyone to work together to shovel the snow, otherwise we will be buried by the wind and snow tomorrow morning. That's why I said Mrs. You should not sleep soundly, I just want to remind Mrs. You..."

"These days, I know that there has been Weng Guimi envoy secretly helping us with supplies, and I also know that the right general has been protecting us, but the princess came to Wusun not to enjoy the blessings, and the princess stayed in Xiadu, not for the same reason. Redemption." Feng Shi simply put on a warm robe for himself, and looked at Jieyou with a smile, "The wind and snow are so severe today, I'm afraid the camps of Wusun people won't last long, so, Your Highness, we You should help them."

"You..." Mo Yan was shocked and couldn't believe what he heard.

Jieyou smiled and nodded, "I'm already the wife of Wusun You, on such a snowy night, I only care about myself, but don't care about the safety of the people of Wusun, even if I pray to the Changshengtian a thousand times, I still can't get rid of the evil spirit in me. "Smiling slightly, Jieyou took Feng Shi's hand, "Shi, you can accompany me through this journey."

"promise."

"Do you know how dangerous the prairie snowstorm is?" Mo Yan asked in surprise.

Feng Shi nodded and said: "We all know this, but the safety of the people is more important than our lives." After speaking, the curtain was lifted, and a gust of cold wind and snow rushed into the tent, which was as cold as bone-chilling.

Feng Shi subconsciously grasped Jieyou's hand tightly, lowered his eyebrows slightly, "Hold me tight, don't let go!"

"Okay!" Jie You smiled lightly, the cold snow hit her face, and it hurt slightly, but she knew that as long as Feng Shi was by her side, no matter how dangerous the place was, she would not be afraid at all.

"Are all the women of the Han family so bold?" Mo Yan cursed secretly, rushed out of the camp quickly, and shouted at Wusun Xiaobing, "Hurry up and follow Mrs. You, Qian Don't let Mrs. You get hurt!" After a short pause, Mo Yan pressed his knife and chased Feng Shi and Jieyou, his eyes were fixed on Feng Shi's thin back, "Feng Shi, you Han family who are looking for death Woman, why can't I just meddle in your business!"

"You guys, come with me!" Jieyou waved vigorously at several maidservants of the Han family palace.

"promise."

Blindfolded by the wind and snow, these battalions walked about a mile outside, and they were the camps of the people of Wusun Xiadu.

Only when Jieyou and Feng Shi saw the camp from a distance, they heard the chaotic voices inside amidst the sound of wind and snow—lambs bleating, hounds barking, children crying, men and women exclaiming. The voices were confused, and it was doomed that these Wusun people would have a very difficult night.

After all, the people's camp bags are not as strong as those of Mrs. You. When these winds and snows hit, some people's camp bags will be used up overnight, and even domesticated lambs will get lost or be buried in the chaos, thus losing a home. Most valuable lamb.

"Jieyou, do you still remember what I told you?" Feng Shi asked as he walked forward with difficulty.

Jieyou nodded heavily, "The Han family is far away, Wusun has fallen out of favor, and the only people we can rely on are the common people."

"So no matter how difficult it is, we must not miss this opportunity to win the hearts of the people tonight. Only by making more people like you and respect you can you live safely in Wusun."

"Sister Yu, I listen to you!"

"At that moment, let's compare each other to see who helps more people?"

"it is good!"

"Who's coming over there?" The panicked people suddenly saw several figures walking in the wind and snow, and couldn't help but have a hasty exchange in Wusun dialect.

Feng Shi walked in the front and quickly explained the purpose of coming in Wusun dialect, "Madam You, Princess Jieyou of the Han Dynasty brought maidservants to help everyone guard their homes. Don't panic."

"Madam You, but that unknown Madam You?"

"We don't want her!"

"If she comes to help, I'm afraid our home will be destroyed even more!"

"Don't! Don't!"

"You guys are so bold, Mrs. You is so kind..." Mo Yan wanted to say something, but was suddenly interrupted by Feng Shi.

Feng Shi shook his head and looked at Jieyou firmly, "I believe she can take this step well."

Jieyou nodded, and walked forward with a smile. Without saying anything, he bent down and picked up a lamb that ran to his feet, "Hum, do it, let's help everyone guard their homes."

"Hey hey..."

The lamb screamed in fear in Jieyou's arms, and Jieyou gently stroked the lamb in his arms, giving it more warmth, and after a while, the lamb finally calmed down.

"You guys, follow me!" Feng Shi nodded and smiled, and led a few palace maids to help Wusun people catch the lambs running around.

Jieyou hugged the lamb to Mo Yan, walked quickly to a camp that was about to topple, and tried his best to resist the camp, "Everyone, come and help!"

The people were startled, not knowing whether they should help or not.

"Mum----Amum----woo----"

In the slanted camp, suddenly a baby's cry sounded.

"Abe is still inside, still inside!"

The child's mother let out a shrill cry, ran to Jieyou's side in a panic, and supported the camp bag with all her might.

Feng Shi saw this scene from a distance, ran over quickly, stood beside Jieyou, and called out in Wusun dialect: "Didn't you hear that there are children in here? You men are standing one by one, waiting to see this camp bag." Get down on the couch and crush the three of us to death together with the children inside?"

"Who said that men are all standing?" Mo Yan's unconvinced voice sounded, and he suddenly changed into Chinese, "Ms. Feng, you are not the only one who did it by yourself!" On the wall of the camp bag, Mo Yan roared angrily, and pushed the tilted camp bag straight with brute force.

The child's mother rushed into the camp in great panic, took out her young child, smiled gratefully at Jieyou, and said in Wusun's words, "Thank you, Mrs. You, thank you, Mrs. You!"

"She's telling you..."

"Hey, I know she is grateful to me. Although I don't understand Wusun dialect, I can see that she is really grateful to me."

Jieyou nodded and smiled, and waved for everyone to continue to help, looked around in the snowstorm, and saw another camper was about to fall in the snowstorm, she hurriedly shouted: "Hey, let's go over there!"

"it is good!"

"You guys..." Mo Yan looked over worriedly, but couldn't help but go over to help, "Why are women from the Han family so troublesome!"

"baa hey----"

The voice of the lamb still rang out in the wind and snow from time to time, but because of the help of the people who knew you better, although the wind and snow were fierce, the home and family remained the same.

After the night of wind and snow passed, the people who had been tired all night sat down on the snowfield, panting heavily.

Feng Shi rubbed his hands to warm them, walked up to Jieyou, cupped Jieyou's hands, kept breathing for her to keep warm, looked at Jieyou's red nose, couldn't help feeling a pang of pain in his heart Come on, "We...it's time to go back and have a rest."

"Okay." Jieyou stared blankly at Feng Shi's eyebrows and eyes. After working hard all night, he could be warmed by sister Shi's warm hands. The warmth in his heart made Jieyou couldn't help but smile, "Let's go back together."

Feng Shi lifted Jieyou up, turned to look at Mo Yan, "General You, we are going back, and the people here will let you deal with the aftermath."

"Women should rest more, go and go!" Mo Yan saw Feng Shi's tired face, "I haven't taken care of my body, and I've been tossing around like this all night, let's go!"