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"Qi, the ancient Buddha with the green lamp accompanied by Sanskrit sounds, the incense burns continuously and the sound of wooden fish..." Bai Jiu looked into the distance, her eyes were empty, she was tired.

"Your Highness..." Ye Lin didn't know what to say.

"Fate? Why did I bear the prophecy of doomed death when I was born, why was it that I was doomed to die early when I came to this world?" Bai Jiu's usually cold and flat eyes showed obvious cruelty, "I was born in the royal family. But he was sent to the temple for seven years, accompanied by the incense of the ancient Buddha for seven years, how can I...don't...hate?"

"Your Highness, all destiny is...can be violated." Ye Lin said softly.

"Qi, I want to go against the destiny of heaven, will you help me?" Bai Jiu turned to look at her, "Qi, I need someone to help me, I want to become the destiny of heaven!"

Ye Lin met Bai Jiu's eyes with something she couldn't resist, flexible and firm, she knew it, she would agree, yes, she would agree...

"Sir, swear allegiance to the death!"

"Qi, follow me, I'm tired..."

"Everything I can, give me everything!" Ye Lin raised her eyes to look at her carefully, and she was already familiar with the eyebrows and eyes. If she could, she seemed to reach out and rub her head, but she couldn't, she could only kneel on her knees. In front of her, she swears her life to protect each other, she knows that from the day she took the order, their fate has long been entangled, right and wrong, and how toss and turn, the only thing she can do is to be careful Take care of the girl who occasionally smiles like that, the girl who is cold and cool, the girl who speaks firm words with hatred in her eyes, the girl who...is soft with hurts on her back...which one?It's...she...the one she likes?

"Qi, you are the only one left in this palace..."

"Your Highness, the only minister is you..."

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Bai Jiu was a little hesitant. After all, it was a battlefield. She still couldn't bear to let her go, but she had to be ruthless. This is indeed a very good opportunity. If you miss it——it really is gone...

"Qi, this palace thinks...the border is a war turmoil...if..."

"Your Highness, I know, I have asked the emperor for orders, and the emperor appointed me as the striker..." Ye Lin knew what she wanted to say, of course she knew, she ignored the faint pain in her heart, and smiled softly.

"Qi, I..." Looking at her smiling face, Bai Jiu felt sad.

"Don't worry, I should be on the battlefield since I was born. That's the life I yearn for, gold and iron horses—" Ye Lin shook her head, she saw it, she couldn't bear it, just fine.

The day Bai Jiu sent Ye Lin off, Bai Jiu remembered it very clearly. She tossed and turned all night without closing her eyes. All her emotions were accumulated in her heart. She... seemed to be reluctant to part with her... She couldn't bear to let that person be alone On the battlefield, I don't want to part with that person even for several years.

Ye Lin is still in the usual silver armor and red clothes, her eyebrows have been sharpened so that she can't see the sharpness, and her eyebrows are deep, only when she looks at her, her eyebrows and eyes soften into a pool of water, and of course she knows the shallow doting. .

She watched her get up on the horse, her back was neat and unconcerned, she still called her, regardless of everyone's reaction, "Qi, take care of yourself and return safely, I'll wait for you..."

Ye Lin's back paused, she turned her head, and looked at the girl who was so lingering, she slightly raised the corner of her mouth, "If the minister returns, he will serve His Highness for the rest of his life."

Maybe, only they themselves know.

For example, Bai Jiu's teary eyes, Ye Lin's bitter eyes when he turned around.

For example, the phrase "May you be well--" in my heart

——To be continued——

The author has something to say: I will give you a multiple-choice question, what type do the little angels want me to write in the next article? (Of course the main premise is gl, if there is bg direction, you can also say it)

A. Ancient Style B. Youth Campus (If you write it, use my story as the base draft) C. Urban

a. Ancient style: grievances and grievances b. Ancient style: court situation c. Campus: warm and sweet d. Campus: youthful reality e. City (maybe the writing is not very realistic)

Everyone give me some advice, I want to try a different style and leave a message below——

(ps: Add a little common sense, from a biological point of view, there is no scientific basis for blood recognition, it’s just based on rumors, novels and TV dramas, high school children, you must remember)