when will i see you again

It was just dawn, and the whistling sound of the cold wind blowing through the window lattice could still be heard.Shen Qingjue slowly opened his eyes, stood up, pinched his brows to relieve the migraine, the gold silk underwear was a little messy on her body, and the noble python robe was casually thrown beside the bed.

She got out of bed lightly and got dressed, lit the oil lamp by the table, and the swaying flame lit up the whole bed.

Putting on a boa robe and tying up her hair, she is still the incomparably noble and cold Shen Qingjue in front of people.

It's just that General Shen is standing by the bed now, her thin back looks extremely cool, she stares at the piece of red thrown on the bed sheet beside her, motionless.

"You're awake." Xie Bingyuan also propped herself up and sat up. Her body was soft, and her shoulder straps slid down, revealing her half-naked shoulders and extremely beautiful collarbone. There was a bit of happiness and shyness of a little woman in her eyes.

Shen Qingjue didn't reply to her words for a long time, he lowered his head and straightened his robe, put on the fox fur and stood in front of Xie Bingyuan again.

"I was wrong last night... Boss Xie was abrupt." Shen Qingjue slightly lowered his head and turned his face to the side, Xie Bingyuan couldn't see her extremely beautiful squinting eyes.

"So?" Xie Bingyuan straightened her robe, sat by the bed in silence for a while, and then asked her in a cold voice.

"Qingjue is about to get up and go to Saibei soon... I wish Mr. Lin and his wife a happy union for a hundred years." Shen Qingjue clasped his hands together, bowed and bowed, and gave Xie Bingyuan a great gift of paying homage to the Ninth Five-Year Lord.

Xie Bingyuan suddenly stood up from the bed, walked forward with her sleeves hanging down, and looked at this hard-hearted General Shen who never lost control, with broken tears in her peach eyes.

General Shen, who was over [-] people, lowered his head and said nothing, only his fine eyelashes trembled slightly.

"You--" Xie Bingyuan was extremely angry, and finally her subordinates slapped Shen Qingjue ruthlessly with all their strength.

Shen Qingjue turned his face away, his white face quickly turned red, four fingerprints were faintly visible, and a trace of blood seeped from the corners of her delicate lips.A few strands of tears scattered on her forehead, and two lines of tears that had been endured for a long time soon flowed from her closed eyes.Shen Qingjue silently received the slap, but still didn't speak.

"You don't know it hurts." Xie Bingyuan took a few steps back, and sat back on the bed as if she was exhausted.

"Let's go." The two were silent for a long time, Xie Bingyuan let out a long breath, "In exchange for General Shen's tears, my body is worth it."

"Shen Qingjue went to Saibei, the four northern prefectures are full of devastation, Wei Jun is cunning and treacherous, if anything happens--" Shen Qingjue raised his wet face and squinted at Xie Bingyuan who was sitting by the bed, took a few breaths, and managed to maintain his composure trembling sound.

"Shut up!" Xie Bingyuan knocked over the bronze mirror on the head of the bed with one hand, the mirror fell to the ground, rolled a few times and stopped at Shen Qingjue's feet.

"Shen Qingjue is in Saibei for one day, and Wei Jun can't even think about stepping into the imperial city. Yuanyuan, I can't repay you in this life. Even if I will be a cow or a horse in the next life, I would like to be a husband and wife for the rest of my life."

After Shen Qingjue said these words, he didn't miss them any more, he turned around and took out a silk scarf to wipe his face clean. He was still the usual General Shen.

The people downstairs had been waiting in silence for over an hour, and when they saw Shen Qingjue coming out, they immediately greeted him: "General!".

Shen Qingjue raised his index finger and placed it in front of his lips to make a silent gesture, and the people and horses immediately fell silent.

She got on her horse and walked at the end of the line. Her fox fur set off her flawless face.Going forward is a long street, and you can't see it anymore after turning the corner.

At the last moment, General Shen turned his head uncontrollably, and she saw a white man standing in front of the window with his hands down, looking at her from afar.There are thousands of words in one glance.

She turned her head and pulled the rein vigorously, the war horse let out a long howl, kicked its hooves, and carried her around the corner and disappeared.

Later, Wei Jun found Shen Qingjue's body, and found that beside her was a blood-stained ink painting, the brushstrokes were understated, and the woman in the painting stood on a small building in plain clothes, like a swan song.

As Shen Qingjue walked forward, Xie Bingyuan packed the house and brought out the package that she had prepared a long time ago.

"Miss...you are Mrs. Lin now." Although the housekeeper knew Xie Bingyuan's temperament, he still did not give up trying to persuade her.

"Uncle, have you met several men in the capital, are they comparable to her?" Xie Bingyuan was about to go out with the package, and the housekeeper immediately followed to pick up the luggage.

"General Shen is such a character, he has half of the four northern states on his shoulders. Miss joked, there is no comparison to the dudes in the city."

"Heh", Xie Bingyuan smiled faintly, "After meeting her, I naturally wouldn't fall in love with other men. Lin Cuo's marriage was a mistake of my confusion. I can't delay her."

"According to the calculation since the fall of the old dynasty, this is the 22nd year of Mu Kingdom. Everyone in the city said that the war in Beisai was tight. General Shen came back from a long distance, which shows that he has deep affection for you. It's a pity... well"

It's a pity that war can't be done as you wish, it's a pity that you are fake phoenixes, it's a pity that this life can't last long.

Xie Bingyuan turned around, but the housekeeper immediately covered her mouth and didn't speak again.

A team of dozens of people came in a hurry and left in a hurry.Returning to Beijing this time was the only reckless act in Shen Qingjue's life, and it was also the tour with the lowest defense since she joined the army for so long.

Shen Qingjue was sitting in a luxurious carriage, the horses were galloping, she didn't eat all day and night, it was because on the day when her emperor rushed back to Beisai, the Wei army sneaked into Manwu Prefecture.Manwuzhou is the four northern states closest to Beijing. After the fall of Manwuzhou, the land of the Central Plains was finally closed and opened.

On Shen Qingjue's lap was a map of Mu Country painted on silk, her eyes were deep, and a thick fog lingered on her face.

While on their way, this group of people was suddenly stopped, and when they reached a small town on the border of Manbeisai, someone dared to block General Shen's way.

There was a lot of noise and debate outside, Shen Qingjue was originally irritable, but now he was even more impatient to be disturbed, the maid Shi Ling put on a fox fur for her, and got out of the carriage herself.

As soon as Shen Qingjue came out, everyone present couldn't help but quiet down, wanting to listen to her orders for a moment.Even the defenders of the small town were stunned for a moment when they saw Shen Qingjue's demeanor, but they soon regained their sanity, and drew out their knives together to fight Shen Qingjue's guards. Soldiers surrounded from the tower.

Shen Qingjue stood in the shadow of swords and swords and quietly observed the offensive formation of men and horses. The black fox fur swayed slightly in the cold wind.

Suddenly, a cold arrow that was much thicker and longer than ordinary bows and arrows shot through the wind. Many people saw the sword, but they had no time to react, almost rushing into Shen Qingjue's back before stopping it.Shi Ling had been standing by Shen Qingjue's side all the time, she had good hearing and eyesight but no martial arts skills, so she had no choice but to block Shen Qingjue's back in a hurry, the feather arrow puffed, and the arrow completely sank into her right chest.

"Ten Spirits?" Shen Qingjue sensed the change behind him, he quickly turned around and embraced the maid who grew up with him behind him, took off the fox fur and wrapped it around Shi Ling's trembling body, blood poured into the spring, and soon permeated her body The fox fur was dyed a dark red, Shen Jing's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and he immediately came up and hugged Shi Ling who was about to fall.

"withdraw!"

The guards retreated and fell, and the Wei army rushed up like a tide. The sound of "protecting the general" before was mostly gone now.

Shen Qingjue had no way to retreat, and walked towards the snow-covered mountain with the few remaining ones. The snow was so deep that it almost reached her knees. When she turned her head, there were fewer and fewer people. Blood-red and arrow-pierced corpses lay in the snow.

Except for Shen Jing and the dying maid, there was no one around her.And there are still many Wei Jun in the distance following up.Shen Qingjue opened his fingers slightly, a silver light flashed across, and several Wei Jun who approached fell down inexplicably.

When the two were reaping the approaching Wei army, the dying Shiling suddenly broke free from Shen Jing's arms, rushed out staggering but extremely fast and plunged into the Wei army pile, ignited the gunpowder on his body when the light came back, and there was a loud bang. After the sound, Shen Qingjue stood on the spot, looking at the flames, and there was no trace of the maid who grew up since childhood.

She has always predicted things like a god. She predicted that the Wei army would eventually break through Manwu Prefecture, who the traitor was hiding all this time, and also... She definitely wouldn't be able to get out of this snow mountain.

Shen Qingjue bowed to the flames.

"Shen Jing..." Shen Qingjue turned around and walked to Shen Jing who was standing aside.Even at this moment, her white python robe is still spotless.

"My father, Prince Rong, took you in when he was ten years old, taught you martial arts and sent you to study. It has been more than ten years. Is there anything the Shen family has done to you?"

"Hahahaha" Shen Jing, who had seen through his identity, burst into wild laughter, "Sister Shiling has been thinking about you day and night, if she knows that you are wearing a boa robe and bowing to her, it will not be a loss if you die."

"Take me in? Do you sympathize with me? You are a general, what am I? To the outside world, you are the young master of the Shen family. In fact, you are just a little follower of yours!"

"Fortunately, people in Wei appreciate me and are willing to use me again. In a few days, I will be the nobleman of Wei Guo, and you will sleep here forever."

Shen Qingjue frowned, raised his leg, and kicked his boots hard on Shen Jing's knee. Shen Jing was unprepared, and knelt in the knee-deep snow facing the flames.

He looked up at her, grinning. "My good sister, fighting for someone is not fighting. If you take refuge in Wei, the whole of the four northern states will be yours. You can live comfortably with your Yuanyuan in your arms as the queen."

"Shut up! Trash! People have surrendered, is the country still the country?!"

Shen Jing looked up to the sky and laughed, "Everyone knows that General Shen is extremely smart and knows no martial arts. If I wasn't your own younger brother, I really don't know that you have already reached the realm of peach blossoms in your sleeves. How can you treat me like this?"

"How about it, not a single peach blossom can come out now." Shen Jing kept putting a colorless and tasteless medicinal powder in the water that Shen Qingjue drank for several days along the way, but it could dissipate strength.

"Brother" Shen Qingjue's expression softened suddenly, "Tell Master, Qingjue wishes he could die for his country."

Shen Jing was stunned.

Shen Qingjue suddenly raised his hand, and several petals of iron peach blossoms that were rotating at high speed and abnormally sharp were floating in the air, and there was a bit of beauty in the harsh and dangerous atmosphere. Shen Qingjue made another gesture, these petals The peach blossom seemed to be drawn, petal after petal pierced through the white python robe, and sank deeply into Shen Qingjue's chest.

Shen Qingjue's body went limp, and he fell to the ground. Blood slowly seeped into the white robe on his chest, and he licked the corners of his mouth coldly at the kneeling Shen Jing.

"Okay, good sister, can you only die in your own hands?" Shen Jing laughed maniacally: "Hahaha" Struggled to stand up from the ground, staggered and walked away laughing.

But during the few moments of rapid blood loss, Shen Qingjue did not see the magnificent mountains and rivers of his homeland, and his mind was full of the shadow of a person.

That year, Xie Bingyuan stood in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River and looked at her. His eyes seemed to be like a tree of peach blossoms. Xie Bingyuan hooked his eyes with a vermilion pen and smiled like a flower at her reflected in the bronze mirror. Bai Huqiu walked with her by the big lake in the imperial city, the out-of-control emotions that night, and the bloody look at her when he turned to leave.

In every bone-chillingly cold night that Saibei had spent in the past two years, there was a person holding a sword, pacing and singing, and every time that person turned around, it was Xie Bingyuan's unglamorous but gorgeous plain face without makeup.

Shen Qingjue went to the Northern Expedition with his master, single-handedly wiped out twelve old princes within two years, and became the first female general of the Mu Kingdom in two years. Later, he met Xie Bingyuan who played and sang, and dodged for four or five years, pretending to be blind and unable to see her heart, It's also terribly cowardly.

With trembling fingertips, she took out the painting drawn in the carriage on the road from her bosom, as if she saw Xie Bingyuan rushing towards her, Shen Qingjue coughed twice, blood choked into her airway, her whole body was exhausted, her hands dropped , and the portrait was also thrown aside.

I clearly see that the story is about to end, but I can't even hold the portrait. I live my life as a master and as a citizen, but I regret that I didn't accept her at all. I really can't be reconciled.

But now, if you can't keep you, can't you even keep your homeland?

"Yuanyuan, if there is an afterlife, I would like to be a cow or a horse, a husband and wife for the rest of my life—"

A black carriage came out of the city gate quietly, Xie Bingyuan sat in the carriage, lowered her head and gently wiped the golden dagger in her hand with a handkerchief.

"Two years ago, you kept silent and went to Saibei for the sake of the country. You only blamed yourself for not letting go. Now I don't blame you at all. I just want to ask you when you can do it for me." Xie Bingyuan raised her head. , muttering to himself with a low smile.

The carriage left the capital and drove towards Saibei in the heavy snow.

The author has something to say: I can clearly see that the story is about to end, but I can't utter a single word.