The king was wrong

"Um……"

Wei Yanxi nodded lightly and responded.

"how so……"

Qi Yaoqing was puzzled. It stands to reason that although the lifespan of a horse is not as long as that of a human, it still lasts for 40 to [-] years. When I first saw Yunxiao, it seemed to be young. Now it has only been ten years, so it shouldn't be there anymore.

Wei Yanxi took a deep breath, slowly opened his eyes, turned his head to look at the picture scroll on the table, sighed, and said to Qi Yaoqing: "Three years ago when I went to the north to fight against Beidi, I took Yunxiao with me. Go. It has been very smart since it was a child, and its feet are also good, so it used to go out with me often, but I didn't expect that... it was the last time it never returned."

Qi Yao listened to him quietly, and could already vaguely guess Yunxiao's ending.

"That time, I was too conceited. I thought I would be able to attack Beidi with three thousand elite soldiers in the middle of the night, but I was ambushed by Beidi in the end, and the three thousand elite soldiers were wiped out. In the end, it was the two lieutenants. They fought to the death with their few remaining personal guards to send me out."

"It's a pity that I'm safe, but they...have escaped with their lives..." Wei Yanxi closed her eyes, trying her best to hide the pain in her eyes.

"Although I managed to escape at the time, I almost lost half of my life. Not only was I shot in the left shoulder, but even my back was torn apart by a knife. And Yunxiao was besieged by Beidi's infantry first, and then carried me on his back. Running all the way back, there were several knives in the body, and the bones were visible. When we finally fled back to the big tent under the moonlight, it was covered in blood, and even... even the intestines were dragged out..."

Wei Yanxi's hand on the table slowly clenched into a fist, trying to hold back, but her eyes were still getting redder, and there seemed to be water droplets swirling in them, but they just refused to fall.

"I passed out as soon as I was helped off the horse, so I didn't even see Yunxiao's last face." Wei Yanxi took a deep breath, managed to calm down, and continued: "When I woke up, they told me that Yunxiao After I was helped into the tent, I fell to the ground at once, and finally let out a low cry, and didn’t get up again. It was hot at that time, and they were afraid that the horse’s dead body would rot and give birth to an epidemic disease, so they didn’t wait for me to wake up. Bury it hastily."

"It...was buried outside the Great Wall?" Qi Yaoqing interjected softly.

"Yeah." Wei Yanxi nodded, "It's on the border beyond the Great Wall, so until the end, all I can do is go to its humble little tomb, pour a pot of wine, and watch the full moon in Mobei again. Accompany it for one night, just call it Yunxiao."

Speaking of this, Wei Yanxi's lips suddenly revealed a very shallow smile, his eyes were fixed on the painting, as if he had returned to Mobei through the painting, back to that moonlit night, he was sitting alone not far from the camp He held a white jade pot in his hand, took a sip himself, and poured a sip on the grave beside him, until finally he was drunk, and simply lay down on the ground, facing the cold ground, and had already slept forever. The beloved horse called its name again——Yunxiao.

In his memory, Yunxiao will always be as energetic, vigorous and lively as he was on Yanqiu Mountain ten years ago.The clouds in this painting have long been deeply engraved in his heart, and he will never get rid of them for the rest of his life.

"My lord..."

Qi Yaoqing called softly, bit his lips, stretched out his hand to hold Wei Yanxi's tightly clenched fist, pulled it into his palm and kneaded it slowly, then got up, embraced Wei Yanxi with red eyes into his arms, and buried his face In front of his chest, he said in a harmonious voice: "In ancient times, there was Liu Bei's Lu, who was not afraid of danger and leaped three feet. There was Taizong Zhaoling's six steeds, who entered the stone wall and still protected the Tang Dynasty. It is rare to have a confidant in life. The horse is the same. I want to come to the sky At the beginning, I also hoped that the prince could live a good life, so I did not hesitate to sacrifice myself, and the prince must not let down its good intentions."

There was wetness in his chest, Qi Yaoqing didn't look down, but hugged him tighter, patted his back, and gave him silent support.

What the world sees is only his glorious appearance as a tall horse and returning from victory, but how many people can understand the bitterness and hardship behind this victory?

It wasn't until this moment that Qi Yaoqing realized again that the man in his arms, who was his husband in name, was actually just a 20-year-old boy. Behind his glory of the God of War, there was also the joy and anger of an ordinary person. Sorrows and joys, joys and sorrows.

And he was very fortunate that he walked into the softest and most fragile land in this person's heart.

"It's my fault. I have nothing to do today to make such a painting, which made the prince think about the past and feel sad."

When Wei Yanxi finally calmed down and raised her head from his embrace, Qi Yaoqing smiled at him and said in a softer voice.

"It's not your fault, I lost my composure for a while."

Wei Yanxi shook her head, her eye sockets were still a little red, and her eye circles were also swollen, it was a bit funny to put it on His Royal Highness King Yong's sharp and resolute face, but in Qi Yaoqing's eyes, it didn't violate harmony at all, on the contrary, it made this person even more It's kind of real.

Seeing that he was no longer sentimental about the past, Qi Yaoqing breathed a sigh of relief, and turned his gaze to the painting on the table.

I thought that drawing a picture of the clouds on Yanqiu Mountain ten years ago would make him happier, but it actually touched his heart.Kyoto is comfortable, bustling and noisy, except for these bloody soldiers who have really been to the bitter cold place in Mobei, who have experienced the battlefield and war, who can understand the pain of fighting?

On the battlefield, either you die or I die. If you can't pierce the enemy's chest with the sharp knife in your hand, then you will only be pierced by the enemy.

Qi Yaoqing suddenly felt sorry for the person in front of him.He is only 20 years old now, but three years ago...three years ago, he was only 17 years old. He is so young, but he has already put on his battle robe and went to the battlefield?

Surprised, Qi Yaoqing shook his head, this decisiveness and heroic spirit could not be compared with him.

The horse in the painting is still neighing towards the sky, Qi Yaoqing sighed softly, stretched out his hand, intending to roll up the scroll and put it away.

"What is this for?"

Wei Yanxi was puzzled and stopped his movements.

Qi Yaoqing glanced at him and didn't speak, but Wei Yanxi still understood his meaning from the worry in his eyes.

I must have felt that putting this painting here would make me feel emotional and add to my sadness, so I wanted to put it away, so that I would not be sad if I couldn’t see it or worry about it.

Wei Yanxi's expression relaxed, she didn't let go of Qi Yaoqing's hand, but instead pulled his hand in front of her and pressed it against her chest.

"Since Yunxiao's death, I have never painted a portrait of it, nor have I asked anyone to paint it. Sometimes I think about it, and when I pick up a pen, I can't put it down. I always see it before I faint. That look covered in blood... I can't draw anymore. As time goes by, I simply stopped drawing. "

He said it easily, but Qi Yaoqing could hear the pain in his heart. Seeing the beloved horse who accompanied him in the battle died in front of him, not only was he powerless, but he couldn't even bring its bones back to his hometown. Only he himself knows best.

"But now, you have drawn this picture for me, which is my long-cherished wish." After a pause, Wei Yanxi's tone became a little more relaxed, with a smile in his eyes, he looked gently at the picture of galloping horses on the table Tu, "Speaking of which, it's still half of our matchmaker. If it hadn't been for carrying me to find you, I'm afraid my life would have died long ago, and there wouldn't be more little sisters who misunderstood in this world. "

"Heh." Qi Yaoqing couldn't help chuckling when he heard this, "I don't know what the prince thought of it back then. He must recognize me as a sister. Is it possible that I look so like a woman?"

With his happy smile, Wei Yanxi felt that the haze of distracting thoughts that was congested in her heart was swept away, and her whole body relaxed, as if the clouds were opening and the moon was shining.

"Yaoqing..."

Wei Yanxi stretched out her long arms, pulled Qi Yaoqing over, let him sit on her knees, then buried her face in her fragrant neck, took two deep breaths, and said dissatisfiedly: "I didn't realize before that you are actually a You are so sharp-tongued. Tell me, how could I have recognized you as a woman if you hadn't been wearing a scarlet woman's attire?"

Qi Yaoqing choked at what he said, and couldn't think of a reply for a while.Indeed, if he hadn't lost the bet and was forced by Zhu Yaozi to wear that scarlet robe, Wei Yanxi would not have been able to admit that he was wrong.Besides, at that time, because I was afraid of being embarrassing if he recognized the man's identity, I deliberately kept my mouth shut and didn't speak. It seems that it is true... I can't blame him.

"Oh, by the way, I've been hearing from Zhu Yaozi that you had to wear women's clothing because you lost a bet with him. What kind of bet is it? Tell me about it, and it will make you, the future genius of Kyoto, fall down." somersault?"

Wei Yanxi mentioned it casually, but Qi Yaoqing froze for a moment when the words came out, opened his mouth, and stopped talking just as he was about to say something. Got up, refused to say a word about the betting scene that year.

His reaction successfully aroused Wei Yanxi's curiosity, and he held him in his arms to prevent him from moving, and he insisted on asking why.

"My lord...it's nothing, it's nothing." Qi Yaoqing was anxious to be questioned by him, but he couldn't resist him, so he could only explain dryly there.

"Nothing?" Wei Yanxi raised his eyebrows, "I don't believe it. If you refuse to tell me, I'll ask Zhu Yaozi right away. He has such a big mouth, so he won't hide it."

"Hey, don't go!" Seeing that Wei Yanxi really let go of him and was about to get up, Qi Yaoqing hurriedly reached out to hug him, shook his head and said, "That guy with the waist is full of nonsense, and he can say that the sesame seed is a watermelon. If the prince asks him It's better not to ask."

"Ah... ah..."

In the Drunken Wind Tower not far from the palace, Zhu Yaozi, who was deeply missed by the two, was drinking wine and listening to a little song. Half of the wine that had just been poured was spilled immediately.

First Young Master Zhu touched his nose, took a few breaths, and wondered if he was suffering from a cold?But it is warm in this room, where is the wind and cold coming from?

"Grandpa, but the slave's playing is not good?"

On the opposite side, the geisha who was playing the piano paused, and asked him tentatively.

"No, it's none of your business." First Young Master Zhu waved his hand boldly, and said indifferently: "It must be some son of a bitch who can't see me again, please play your tricks, don't be distracted."

The geisha stopped talking when she heard the words, and just bowed her head to play the piano, so Yingying's curling music poured out from the private room of Zuifeng Building.

"Ah sneeze..."

In Sheng Guogong's mansion, Qi Xiaosu, who was in the study, sneezed.

Rubbing his nose, Grandpa Guo took a sip of the hot tea at the table, and sighed in his heart: I am old, and my health is really bad. I caught a cold before it was winter.

"Housekeeper, go, close the window."

The Duke of the State pointed to a small window in the study that was open for ventilation. He never thought that his glorious image was already tied to a turtle...