Rebirth of the Dizi Wushuang

Thinking of this, he shook his head even more helplessly, gently tucked the neckline of the person in his arms tightly, and whispered: "Chen Hua?" Jiang Luoyu breathed steadily and long, apparently completely asleep, and the smile on Murong Hao's lips was deep. After a while, he picked him up carefully, and walked towards his big tent with a low body. The cold wind and snow whimpered across the pure black cloak at his feet, and even lifted the big picture in the tent. The red circle with the word Fangshan written on it, but it can't take away the warmth of the two people who are close to each other.

Just when Murong Hao lowered his body down and put the sleeping Jiang Luoyu on the couch, while he still hugged his sweetheart tightly, and pulled up a thick blanket to wrap the two of them up, in the snowy and windy sky outside the tent, gradually began to Thick dark clouds gathered, and after a while, heavy snow fell like goose feathers again, and the sky and the earth gradually darkened.

Pieces of crystal snowflakes fell to the ground, and quickly camped in front of a narrow valley for one night. After the bonfire was extinguished, the military tents that were about to be dismantled were covered with a layer of snow, and in the largest of the many military tents, a man dressed in Plain clothes and soft armor on her body, the girl dressed as a maid straightened her hair, then walked quickly into the tent with her head down and the freshly prepared meal.

As soon as Wu Yayi put on the armor, he heard footsteps coming from behind. When he looked back, a soft light flashed in his eyes. When he turned around and stepped up, he saw that the maid was already arranging the food in the basket with her hands and feet. On the table, he raised his eyes to look at him with a smile on his face, his soft and beautiful face appeared even more delicate and amiable in the dim tent.

"My lord, it's very cold and dark outside, these are freshly prepared hot meals, please hurry up and use them up."

Wu Yayi looked at her softly, and suddenly raised her hand to grab her wrist, motioning her to sit down with him: "There are no outsiders here, sit down and eat with me."

The servant girl who was pulled by his wrist seemed to be startled, but then she returned to her usual calm, but her expression was a little unbearable.

Blushing, knowing that she couldn't beat Wu Yayi, who had martial arts skills, she timidly sat down next to him, and said in a low voice, "... Xie Gongzi."

Wu Yayi saw that although she was sitting next to him, she still looked cautious. She even filled a bowl full of porridge for him first, and then carefully added a little rice soup to the bottom of her bowl.

Seeing her such a small action, Wu Yayi couldn't help frowning, reached out and took the spoon in her hand to fill a bowl of similar porridge, and put it in front of her to signal her to drink, the maid was startled by his action, and then His face became more red, and they sat beside him in a well-behaved manner, and the two began to eat.

As soon as he drank half a bowl of porridge, Wu Yayi put down the bowl, looked at the silent maid beside him, and suddenly asked, "Yiyi, do you hate me?"

Under the dim light, the girl dressed as a servant girl heard his voice, and finally raised her head slowly, fully exposing her face to the light. It was astonishing that she was sent to assassinate Jiang Luoyu, but she was not successfully taken away. Back to Tang Yiyi in the mansion!

"I used to hate it." Since Wu Yayi was sent to the frontier, he was selected by Wu Yale to always follow and serve Wu Yayi to the frontier. First, he lived in a small border town as a concubine. Later, because Wu Yayi was going to the battlefield, Tang Yiyi, who had to pretend to be a maid who knew martial arts and followed Wu Yayi, had a complicated look in his eyes. After a while, he slowly lowered his head, but lowered his the voice asked.

"Young master, do you still remember the first time Yiyi saw you?"

"Of course I remember." Wu Yayi heard her talking about the first time they met, the smile on her lips faded a little, her eyes turned far away to the non-stop wind and snow outside the tent, and she said in a low voice, "You were in a panic because of your sister. Holding a bag of red flowers just bumped into me, I

How can you not remember? "

"That night, when I was forced to become the young master's concubine, I really hated the young master."

Tang Yiyi grasped the bowl in his hand, and lowered his head without looking at Wu Yayi, but his voice became more and more soft and mellow in the darkness, adding a sense of comfort to the tent that was not very warm.

"But later, the young master treated me well, and Yiyi was not hard-hearted, so why wouldn't she be moved? What's more... Anyway, Yiyi is already the young master's person, and she can always be by the young master's side, Yiyi thinks Just like my sister said, it is a woman's duty to marry and obey her husband..."

Hearing the words she said hating him, Wu Yayi couldn't help frowning, and was about to stand up and stop eating, but when Tang Yiyi said the following words, he began to calm down slowly, until Tang Yiyi After finishing the last sentence, he breathed a sigh of relief, with a faint joy in his brows and eyes, he raised his arms to hug Tang Yiyi, and murmured softly.

"Good Yiyi."

Tang Yiyi was embraced by him, her face was a little red at first, and then a dark light flashed in her eyes, but she still looked shy and refused to raise her head, lowering her head and reminding Wu Yayi: "Master, If you don’t eat any more, the food will be cold.”

Wu Yayi curled her lips when she heard the words, let go of the arm holding her slightly, lowered her head and took a few more mouthfuls, then stopped her chopsticks, stood up and walked towards the outside of the tent, looking up at the dark and hard-to-distinguish The sky is dark and the snow is falling. Thinking of the topography of Fangshan on the map, the frown deepened.

"Although it's daytime, it's really quiet."

Tang Yiyi, who was sitting not far behind him, had already stood up and started packing the dishes when his back was turned to her. She seemed to have no idea what Wu Yayi was talking about, and her movements were meticulous and quick. The flower cloth of the basket, just when she was about to put the dishes in, a hand stretched out from her side and took out a small altar from the basket, with curiosity in her voice.

"what is this?"

Tang Yiyi didn't expect that he could still see the jar in his basket with his back on his back. Hearing this, his expression was a little apprehensive, but he didn't show any panic. He turned around to face Wu Yayi and said in a low voice, "Mr. , this is the rice wine that Yiyi tried to make by herself after coming here, but the taste is not very mellow, Yiyi doesn't know if the young master wants to drink it, so she just took it out..."

Hearing that the rice wine was brewed by Tang Yiyi himself, Wu Yayi's eyes lit up, she looked at the small altar in her hand, shook it for a while and then asked with a smile, "Let me have a taste?"

"Young master, Yiyi's craftsmanship is clumsy, I'm afraid this wine can't be..."

"What are you afraid of? It's just a glass of wine. Yiyi, you brewed rice wine for your son. Even if it's not so delicious, it's your heart. Besides, according to our pace, we should catch up with those Huns tomorrow. Wait until I After arresting that Hun prince and making meritorious service, return to the court, on the day I return to the mansion, I will promote you to concubine, okay?"

Regardless of her stop, Wu Yayi opened the altar with a smile while talking, lowered her head and sniffed for a while, poured two bowls casually, and handed one to Tang Yiyi.

Tang Yiyi held the bowl of rice-flavored, cloudy wine, and after pursing his lips, he finally raised his face and whispered: "Master...Your love, Yiyi has nothing to repay, so I can only toast you with a glass of thin wine. son."

"Okay." Wu Yayi heard her soft and pleasant voice, and felt even more pity in her heart. Thinking of the hard work she had been with him during this period of time, she picked up the wine bowl and touched her, then poured the wine into the bowl. Drank the wine, "Come on, you and I will do it together!"

Tang Yiyi watched him drink all the wine in the bowl, but he didn't immediately drink the wine in his own bowl, but took a step forward

Holding Wu Yayi's arm with one hand, a soft smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he asked, "Master, I wonder how Yiyi's rice wine is made?"

After Wu Yayi drank a bowl of wine, he seemed to feel that the taste was good, so he poured himself another bowl and drank it dry, but within a blink of an eye, he felt his eyes swaying, and his face became warmer. Supporting him by his side, he couldn't stand anymore. When he heard her question, he twitched the corners of his mouth, lowered his eyes and answered intermittently.

"You also said that your own craftsmanship is not good... the wine is not full-bodied, but in my opinion... it is very good, although the taste of the koji is very strong, but it does not hide... its simple taste, just... just a little... ..."

Tang Yiyi looked at his slightly misty eyes, and the smile on his lips deepened, but his face was innocent, and he asked again as if he didn't hear clearly: "Young master, what did you say?"

The longer the time, Wu Yayi felt dizzy in his head, and after a while, he broke away from Tang Yiyi's support and fell down along the table, only muttering in his mouth: "This rice wine, Shouldn't it be warm and mellow wine...how could the rice wine you brewed be so...so strong..."

Before the words fell, Wu Yayi's face was flushed and drunk, but Tang Yiyi, who was always standing by the table holding the bowl of wine, slowly put down the wine bowl in her hand, and opened the wine box she brought with her naturally. From the middle of the basket, he took out a thin black gauze, covered his eyebrows and figure, looked at Wu Yayi who was already unconscious on the ground, and his voice was as sweet as honey.

"If it wasn't for the strong wine, how could you let the young master stay drunk?"