cold moon is king

Lan Ming was placed in Shen Miao's yard at the request of the old village head, thinking that it would be safer to stare under Shen Miao's nose, they all knew how much Wen Lingxuan valued Shen Miao.

In the middle of the night, Lan Ming was awakened by a nightmare. He was sweating profusely, his black hair was wet and stuck to the sides of his cheeks, his lips were dry and white, and he lay powerlessly for a while, just about to remind others that he was no longer in the palace. It doesn't seem like there are servants serving in the palace, but he is not a delicate person. He has long been used to being alone. He groped to get up from the bed, walked barefoot to the table and took a sip of herbal tea. The clothes were already soaked, revealing the pale flesh inside, he lifted the wet hair sticking to his cheeks and splashed it behind him, his whole body relaxed.

The previous dream was too realistic, and the man's furious face was also vivid in his mind, as if it was about to pop out of his mind, those interrogations full of anger overwhelmed him, and he was completely unable to refute, and he was also at a loss, at a loss, was he How could he do such a stupid thing in a flash of brain, and finally he blamed the pot of tea that he drank, but he had already drunk it and there was no evidence, so he silently committed the crime, and the price was the alienation of that person , all of this was hard for him to bear.

Lan Ming let out a breath of foul air, propped his hands on the edge of the table, and knocked out a deep red mark, he closed his eyes, but the breathing sound from the darkness was so clear, his body froze, he didn't open his eyes, regardless of waiting He didn't want to face what was his, but the sound of breathing was getting closer and closer, and before he reached his side, the familiar fragrance enveloped him first.

He turned around abruptly, and sure enough, he saw the man's indifferent face under the dim and cold moonlight. He felt a sharp pain in his heart, but he deliberately ignored it. The pain was not worth mentioning under the surprise. Swallowing a bit, trying not to be so excited, "You...why are you here?"

It was rare for Bailifei not to wear a long skirt. He was wearing a black short jacket with his hair tied behind his head. He stared at Lan Ming with dark pupils, which made Lan Ming's back feel chilled. He was silent for a long time before he spoke: "People who are close to Liu's Village must meet up no matter what."

Lan Ming's heart sank suddenly, Bailifei really didn't surprise him for too long, he had actually guessed the reason for looking for him, but he still had a trace of unrealistic illusions, now his illusions were shattered, and his restless blood was completely cold Now, he opened his eyes full of melancholy, and said slowly: "Well, I, I see."

There was another long silence, Bailifei looked away from Lan Ming's face, "What happened to you in the palace?"

Lan Ming thought for a while, pouring out all the information he had collected from the palace, before Bailifei interrupted impatiently, "I'm asking if you're okay in the palace?" ?”

Lan Ming paused, his eyes were sore, Bailifei's face melted into the mist in front of him, he tried his best to hold back, trying to take a closer look at Bailifei's face, but he still couldn't control the welling up of tears , Two lines of wet tears flowed down, he raised his hand in panic and rubbed his cheek, "It's okay, it's okay."

"I haven't, I haven't been holy..." He sniffed, his cheeks were hot, he didn't know whether it was the temperature of hot tears or shame, the rest of the words were choked in his throat, and suddenly his hands touched his As he stared blankly at his face, he wiped away the teardrops from his eyelashes with dry and warm hands.

"I know." After Bailifei finished speaking, he fell silent again.

In this tacit silence, Lan Ming stopped crying, his two eyes full of melancholy were wide open, he stared blankly at Bailifei, wanting to engrave Bailifei's appearance into his mind During this time, he had a faint feeling in his heart that he didn't have much time in this game of chess, but he was willing, no matter how he looked at it.

But Bailifei finally couldn't bear it under his soft and nostalgic eyes, and turned his face away first. Bailifei didn't put on makeup today, but his cheeks were still flushed, and he couldn't see clearly in the dark room. Lan Ming could only Looking closer, Bailifei was half a head taller than him, and he looked up to see Bailifei's tense face clearly.

Bailifei clicked his tongue and took a few steps back, "What are you doing so close?"

Lan Ming gave a bleak smile, did not explain, and asked an irrelevant answer: "Do you have anything else to explain?"

Bailifei frowned and said, "No."

Lan Ming turned around and groped forward in the darkness with both hands, "That's good,

I... I'm going to sleep, you go. "

But the sound of footsteps chased him up quickly. He wanted to dodge in a panic, but he bumped into something. He fell directly to the ground. The physical collision was not as painful as he imagined. His forehead hit a hard object, Blinking his eyes sluggishly, he fumbled for the pads under his body in confusion, and when he realized what was under there, his face suddenly burned.

He opened his mouth, and the man had already spoken, "How long will you lie on top of me?"

Lan Ming hurriedly climbed down from him, avoiding the distance of several steps, the man's behavior made him more and more incomprehensible, like looking at flowers in a fog, he didn't want to give himself expectations, but he couldn't control himself in these The sweetness is picked out of the details, his life has been bitter enough, it seems that only such a little sweetness is the reason to support his life.

"You don't have to worry, Shen Miao won't let anything happen to you." Bailifei sat up from the ground, and never patted the ashes on his body. It was rare for him to be so informal. He wiped his face, and his tired face was finally refreshed. Some, he whispered: "You take care of yourself, I'm leaving."

Lan Ming stood up and heard Bailifei leave without a sound. The pain in his chest surged up and accumulated in his throat, making him unable to cry. Panting heavily, he finally recovered, "Do you still hate me?"

And Bailifei had already left, so naturally no one responded to him.

He breathed a sigh of relief, he could still lie to himself without responding.

*****

"How long until we arrive?"

This was the 180th time that Lu Jinqi had asked this question. They had already replaced the carriage with a horse. Teacher Xing was scorned by others, so in the end they had no choice but to climb onto Lu Jinyin's horse and ride with him.

And the wind and sand all over his face made Lu Jinqi's delicate skin and tender face burn with pain. He reined in the reins, his face as ugly as the bottom of a pot, "How long will we have to go?"

Lu Jinyin didn't look back, and he became impatient when he asked, "If you don't babble less, you can arrive sooner."

Hearing this, Lu Jinqi's expression changed and he was about to go into a fit. Lou Yao frowned, rode over and took his rein, "Okay, this is the case for people without wives, let him go."

Hearing this, Lu Jinqi's face brightened, and he snorted coldly while staring at Lu Jinyin's back, and muttered: "I don't bother to argue with him."

Lu Jinyin just wanted to hurry up. The battle on the frontier was tight. He heard a lot of rumors along the way. It was said that Chu Jiangli's fault caused Chu Jiangli's fault for losing the city one after another. This made Chu Jiangli's prestige much worse than before. , and after a few small victories, there was no news of Chu Jiangli, and it was said that Commander Lou was brave, which made Lu Jinyin even more uneasy.

The entire group has heard the news, and their hearts are extremely heavy. It has been spread like this just near the frontier. I am afraid that life in the border town will be even more difficult. He said: "What are you afraid of? With Yin He here, Yueming will be fine. In fact, when the day comes, Yin He will run away with Yueming."

Lu Jinyin frowned, "Don't call me so affectionate."

Shi Xing squinted and smiled, "Hey, when Yueming and I grew up together, you were still in the palace."

It took Lu Jinyin a long time to say, "Is your Yin He reliable?"

Shi Xing curled his lips, "Whether you can rely on it or not, you have to rely on it, he-he is okay."

I don't know what Shi Xing thought of, he started laughing, Lu Jinyin's expression didn't turn better when he heard his laughter.

The closer to the frontier, more and more people fled the war. Seeing them go to the frontier instead, many people kindly reminded them that Louma is not like Chinu. Lu Jinyin put on a perfunctory face, changed horses and continued at the post station, not much slower than delivering an urgent letter, ran for more than a month, and finally the next city was the city garrisoned by the Daxia army.

Ling Yun's leg still suffered a little bit, and on cloudy days, his knees would tingle, and his muscles trembled and he couldn't use his strength. Gu Chengan warmed up a medicine bag in the morning and put it on his knees to feel better. Naturally, he couldn't ride a horse anymore. Then he got on Gu Chengan's horse, and he sat in front, forced to cling to Gu Chengan's chest, feeling that everyone's eyes were on them, and his face was burning red.

With a straight face, Gu Chengan didn't care about other people's eyes at all. He said in a deep voice, "When we get to the place, I'll give you needles every day, and you won't be able to escape."

Ling Yun shuddered suddenly, shrinking his neck, "Hiss, I think I'm pretty good now."

Gu Cheng'an sneered, "What's the matter? You do it again. Don't talk about climbing trees in the future, even walking with crutches. You don't have to do any tasks in the future. You can rest in my yard with peace of mind."

Ling Yun was so blocked that it would swell all of a sudden, like a dead leaf on a tree. He wrapped his thick cloak tightly around his body, and smiled flatteringly: "That's not okay, I haven't paid off my debt to the Lord, so I can't do that." Retire early."

Gu Chengan's face turned cold, "That's fine."

And Gu Chengan stopped talking after he finished speaking, the gloomy aura on his body suppressed Ling Yun, making him feel uncomfortable all over, Gu Chengan was very good at bluffing people when he closed his mouth tightly, that face itself was born with a fickle face, and the moment something went wrong It was suspected that he had changed his mind, and Ling Yun also had a thorn in his heart, he huddled in his cloak and stammered, "Are you unhappy?"

Gu Chengan ignored him with a cold face. He looked back at Gu Chengan's ruthless chin like a knife slashing his chin, sour water suddenly surged up in his heart, and he hesitated for a while, then complained: "If it is Chu Yu, will you ignore him too?"

Gu Chengan's face changed a few times, he tightened the reins, the horse gradually stopped, and the rest of the people walked ahead, not aware of their abnormality.

He bent over Ling Yun's shoulders, and the open hat was tightly buttoned. He got into the brim of the hat, and Ling Yun stared at him blankly. He was really stupid. On Ling Yun's face, "Enough, don't talk nonsense, can't you see that I'm jealous?"

But his face suddenly moved closer, and his cool lips pressed against it, Ling Yun flinched and closed his eyes tremblingly.

After a while, he let go of Ling Yun, "You are really stupid."