Pour the glass

"I obey." Ziyuan lowered her head slightly, took a step back, led Ye Lingxi to the bottom of the cliff, and grabbed a vine, "Princess, please!"

Ye Lingxi pursed her lips, with a reassuring smile on her face, she took the vine from Ziyuan's hand, nodded and smiled at Ziyuan.

Ziyuan grabbed the other vine, turned over and jumped up a few feet. After she stabilized her falling momentum, she pulled Ye Lingxi's vine forcefully, leading her to move up a few feet.

Under the cliff, Ye Huan smiled quietly, looked at the faint blush on Ye Lingxi's face, and said in his heart: "Sister Huang, don't blame Brother Huang, Brother Huang did this for your own good." He turned his head silently and looked He turned to Su Zhexue who was beside him, "Miss Su, how about...my Highness take you up?"

Su Zhexue raised her eyes to look at Ziyuan, frowned, but suddenly felt that the corner of her skirt was being gently pulled by someone, she subconsciously looked back, and saw Ah Ling sitting there with her knees hugged, gently looking at her. Shake your head slightly.

How could Su Zhexue not know what she was worried about?

Su Zhexue's heart felt warm and aching when she thought of Cai Ziyuan's sadness just now, but how could she miss this good opportunity now?She gritted her teeth secretly, raised her face, with a bright and happy smile on her face, raised her hand with difficulty, and said with a smile to Ye Huan: "Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness, thank you, Your Highness."

Ye Huan held Su Zhexue's hand excitedly, and his mind wavered, as if the most precious treasure in the world was now held firmly in his palm. He nodded, "Miss Su, please!"

"Zhexue..." A Ling's weak call could not stop what Su Zhexue decided to do.

After Ziyuan brought Ye Lingxi up the cliff, she was about to let the rope down when she saw Ye Huan hugging Su Zhexue's waist and leading Su Zhexue up the cliff.

With a sore heart, Ziyuan couldn't help clenching her fists, unaware that tears were already in her eyes, "Sister?"

Su Zhexue didn't dare to look into Ziyuan's eyes at this moment, only to see that after she safely stepped on the top of the cliff, she couldn't help shrinking back after all, opening the distance between herself and Ye Huan, and said in a hoarse voice: "Ziyuan Yuan, Senior Sister is still down there, you..."

"Okay." The thick nasal voice came through this word, and Zi Yuan didn't hesitate too much, grabbed a vine, and jumped down the cliff.

As long as her sister asked her to do it, how could she not do it?

If my elder sister really annoys her and really doesn't want to get close to her anymore, then she will be obedient.

Tears flowed from the corners of her eyes the moment Zi Yuan landed safely, and she simply wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, trying to calm herself down.

"Master Captain, you are..."

Ziyuan only felt that the pain in her palms was not as good as the pain in her heart. She subconsciously glanced at her palms. The wound that was strangled by vines today was cut open by vines again. She smiled bitterly and turned her head. Answered the palace guard under the cliff, "I didn't expect the places where these vines cut so painful, I made you laugh."

"Ten fingers connected to a heart, how can it not hurt?" The palace guards replied with a smile, "Master Captain, you go first, and we will protect you at the rear."

"Ah."

Ziyuan bent down and stretched out her hand to Ah Ling, "I'll take you up."

Under the moonlight, there were faint traces of tears, her eyes were red, and the sadness between her brows was tightly locked, just like the mottled shadows of trees here, every bit of it was painful.

How could Ah Ling not feel it?

A Ling gently held Ziyuan's hands, all her pity turned into a gentle caress with her fingertips.

"I'm fine..."

Ziyuan moved suddenly, and carried Ah Ling on her back——this kind of scene was repeated again.

I still remember that it was the first time they left this Taoyuan. At that time, they had infinite nostalgia for this place, but this time, whether it was her, Zhexue, or Ziyuan, I am afraid that no one wanted to go back. here we go.

A-Ling hooked Ziyuan's body tightly, whispered into her ear: "Smelly girl...the way you cry..."

"It's not pretty, isn't it?" Ziyuan laughed at herself, raised her head, and looked at the vines on the cliff, "Actually, even if it's a smile, it's not a good smile."

"Don't blame...Zhexue..."

"I will never blame my sister in my life, I just blame me for being too weak to protect you well..." Ziyuan finished speaking hoarsely, turned her face slightly, and said in a low voice, "Xiao Zhanxue, I will not let you Something happened."

"You..." Ah Ling was extremely astonished. She remembered that she only said that there was a word "Xue" in her name, but she couldn't figure out why Ziyuan suddenly knew her name?

"If you succeed in something important, I just ask you to promise me one thing." Zi Yuan lowered her voice as she went up the rope.

"..."

"Protect my family from Gu evil."

Ah Ling was startled, "Your family? Could it be that you have already remembered..."

"Don't leave my sight from now on, I can keep you safe forever."

"..."

Ah Ling's heart warmed up, but her mouth was cold and authentic: "You... are you... ordering me?"

"I beg you."

As long as Ah Ling is in her sight, she can protect her and prevent her other brothers from continuing to assassinate Ah Ling. In this way, no relatives will leave the world.

When the two finally climbed the cliff, Su Zhexue came up first and helped A Ling off Ziyuan's back.

"Come here, escort Miss Su and the others to get drunk tonight." Ye Huan ordered first.

Ziyuan looked at Ye Huan's hospitality with cold eyes, remained silent, and went back to Zui Jinxiao silently all the way.

It was already daylight, and after several courtesies, Ye Lingxi finally persuaded Ye Huan who lingered and refused to leave.

Zi Yuan carried A Ling into the room, placed A Ling carefully on the bed, silently exited the room, and returned to the small pavilion that once belonged to her and her sister.

Under the morning light, there were many scratches on the palm of her hand, Ziyuan looked at it blankly, thinking of all the things that happened last night, her heart felt sore and anxious.

"Squeak-"

Who pushed the small pavilion room away.

Familiar footsteps sounded behind her, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of Ziyuan's mouth, and she murmured, "Sister." Turning around, there was a smile on her face, but there was a touch of sadness in her eyes.

Su Zhexue walked to the table with hot water, put down the copper basin, twisted the soaked towel, and sat next to Zi Yuan, "Don't act aggressively in the future, what will hurt you..."

"Okay." Before Su Zhexue finished speaking, Ziyuan nodded in agreement.

Su Zhexue lowered her head and held Ziyuan's hand, and gently wiped the blood on Ziyuan's wound, "Take care of her from now on..."

"Okay." Ziyuan nodded again.

Su Zhexue was startled, looked up at Ziyuan, and found that Ziyuan's eyes were red, she couldn't help feeling sour, and asked softly: "Did it hurt you?" Blow Ziyuan's wound.

"..."

Ziyuan has never been so silent like this moment, she just looked at Su Zhexue quietly - she wiped her wounds, and applied medicine to her wounds very gently, every move, as if nothing had changed, everything was still the same.

Since when did the gap appear between her and her?

A drop of hot tears suddenly fell on the back of Su Zhexue's hand, so startled that Su Zhexue couldn't help but look up at Ziyuan, "You..."

Ziyuan suddenly hugged Su Zhexue tightly into her arms, and her arms were tighter than ever before, fearing that this moment of intimacy would turn into a stranger to him in the blink of an eye.

"Stay..." Su Zhexue held back the intimacy that was about to be called out, she shook her head sadly, gently pushed Ziyuan's body, and said in a trembling voice, "Ziyuan, what's wrong with you?"

Ziyuan shook her head in disappointment, and said with a tearful smile, "It's my abrupt sister..."

"..."

This time it was Su Zhexue who didn't know what to say. For the first time in three years, there was such a suffocating silence above the small pavilion.

"grown ups!"

The silence was finally broken by the voices of soldiers from the Guards Battalion.

Ziyuan got up and said, "What's the matter?"

The soldiers of the Guards Battalion stretched out half of their body, bowed their hands to Ziyuan, "Return to your lord, the Jinlan Palace sent a gift box." After speaking, he signaled his colleagues behind him to bring up the brocade box.

"Jinlan Palace? Concubine Shen?" A trace of doubt arose in Zi Yuan's heart.

"My lord, the maid who brought the brocade box also said that if your lord likes this gift, you can enter the palace at noon today to thank you."

"Understood." Watching the soldiers of the imperial guards put the brocade box on the table, Ziyuan motioned for the two to step back first, and opened the brocade box with her own hands—the silver light inside, the red robe dazzling, and the blood-red helmet Sakura neatly sprinkled on the carved beast helmet, this is a good set of armor.

"Strange, why did you send this thing over suddenly?" Su Zhexue reached out to pick up the helmet, and gently stroked the cherry red on the helmet, only to feel that it was cold.

"I think, most likely, Concubine Shen Gui wants to win me over? After all, these ten thousand soldiers and horses were distributed from the General Zhen Guo." Ziyuan thought of the only reason that could be explained, and after finishing speaking, Ziyuan pursed her lips Smiling, he looked at Su Zhexue, "Sister, you haven't seen me in battle armor yet, have you?"

Su Zhexue nodded and chuckled, "Indeed not."

Ziyuan blinked, walked quickly to the door, closed the door, then turned back to the table, and changed into the battle armor.

"The small building is thin in the west wind, and I want to travel a thousand miles."

Su Zhexue originally wanted to put a helmet on Ziyuan, but found a small poem engraved on the inside of the helmet's ears. She murmured, and felt that Concubine Shen's behavior was extremely strange.

Ziyuan looked at this little poem, and glanced sideways at the bottom of the brocade box, the bottom of the brocade box was empty, there was nothing there.

"It seems that at noon today, I have to go to Jinlan Palace."

"Be careful in everything."

After Su Zhexue instructed, Ziyuan nodded emphatically, took the helmet from Su Zhexue's hand, and put it on her head.

The silver armor is shining, and the red robe is shining.

Su Zhexue only felt that she was standing in front of her like a god of war in the sky, her heroism was so impressive, but Ziyuan seemed to be wearing a crooked helmet on purpose, once the heroic meaning was taken away, the remaining three parts were all laughable Funny.

"You," Su Zhexue couldn't help laughing, stretched out her hand, and straightened Zi Yuan's helmet, the brows in her eyes could not hide the deep affection at the beginning, "It's always so worry-free."

Ziyuan smiled knowingly, grabbed Su Zhexue's hand, and said something meaningful, "Sister, you are finally back."

Su Zhexue was startled, then lowered her head, "What stupid things..."

No wonder, the sky is too cruel, and the world is so impermanent.

She had no choice but to make this idiot safe and sound for the rest of his life.