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The candles in the temple were flickering and flickering, revealing that the shadow of the man was like the ghost, flickering and frightening.

Holding Wen Le's with warm hands, Fu Xiaoyu held his hand tightly, pulled out the silver gun little by little, and said, "Lele, I'm fine, look, I'm fine."

Fu Xiaoyu said softly, and found that Wen Le's palms were covered in cold sweat, which was so slippery that people couldn't hold it, like blood.

Wen Le took a deep breath, seeming to have regained his mind, and said, "It's okay? It's fine, it's fine."

"Let's go home and talk." Holding the silver gun in one hand and Wen Le's in the other, Fu Xiaoyu led him out, saw Yang Qing, the leader, and said, "I have great use for the people in the temple, please take care to arrange it." arrange."

Yang Qing lowered his expression and said, "Master Jijiu, don't worry."

Back at Zhenguo Mansion, Zhang Lie and Sun Yu'er were there.On weekdays, even without Fu Xiaoyu, Wenle is a very determined person. When he goes to the border and the south bank, he can escape from countless enemies.It was rare for Fu Xiaoyu to encounter misfortune today, he panicked, thinking that it was related to the people in the court, so he called Zhang Lie to come.

Sun Yu'er took Zhang Lie's hand and said, "Look, Master Jijiu is fine, let's go back first."

Zhang Lie nodded, glanced at Wen Le's back, and said to Zi Lin, "I'll come to bother you in a few days."

Zi Lin hurriedly called someone to take them out.

When the people left, Zilin looked at the closed courtyard door with some worry.

Inside the house, Fu Xiaoyu poured a cup of hot tea for Wen Le to warm his hands, and wiped away his sweat little by little, except for the words about letting the Zhen Guo Mansion usurp the throne, Fu Xiaoyu forwarded all of Asi's meaning to Wen Le.

Speaking of business, Wen Le finally got more energetic, frowned and said, "Why does he trust you so much?"

If Asi was there, he might have answered: In Fu Xiaoyu, he saw the strength of character of the last literati in Jinlin.

But he is not here at the moment, Fu Xiaoyu thought about it, tapped the fan on the palm of his hand, and said firmly: "Does he love me?"

Bunraku: "..."

The wind at the end of autumn made the windows shake, Si Zhu closed the door early, lit some soothing incense, and left quietly.

Fu Xiaoyu had already washed up and lay down on the bed. Ma Cheng asked for a leave of absence for him on the upper side. It was also because Master Jijiu didn't like to work on weekdays. No one suspected that Fu Xiaoyu was the one who asked for leave. trouble.

It was the first time that Fu Xiaoyu was so sleepy, and fell asleep before Wen Le came back from the bath.

The earth dragon is very hot when it rises, Fu Xiaoyu's blood is hot, he doesn't like thick quilts, he only covers them with cool summer quilts.Wen Le's knees ached when it was cloudy and rainy, and he was forced to cover the thick quilt. The two of them had been covering the quilt for many days.

Bunle covered her dry hair and sat on the edge of the bed.He looked at Fu Xiaoyu for a while, then lifted his quilt, and hugged Fu Xiaoyu's waist carefully from behind.

The grassland is so wide that you can't see the edge at a glance.Grass is like the waves of the sea, the wind blows past, and the waves of the grass are surging one after another.

The falcon spread its wings and soared in the sky, without the shelter of tall buildings and Qiongyu, its wings spread wantonly, so scared that other birds did not dare to compete with it, and hid early.

Wen Le could smell the green scent of the grass, and reached out to grab it, the palm of which was a soft butterfly.

The butterfly fluttered lightly, and the eyespots on its wings gradually expanded, as if it had regained its sanity, and blinked at Bunle.

The big fluffy man came over with people on his back, the sound of horseshoes gradually approached, and the grass was trampled into a mess.

Bunle looked up, but couldn't see the man's face clearly.

The horn sounded suddenly, and dense arrow feathers shot towards Big Mao Mao.Wen Le got on his horse, took off his clothes, wrapped all the arrow feathers in it and threw it to the ground.In the vast prairie, no one shoots arrows.But the arrow feathers still hit overwhelmingly, Wen Le was extremely exhausted, he had to protect the people in front, and at the same time avoid the sharp arrows.

stopped.

Wen Le breathed a sigh of relief, and Da Mao Mao trembled, forcing him to help the man off the horse.

Four or five arrow feathers had pierced the man's chest, and blood blossomed out of the white robe one after another.Wen Le was dumb, opened his mouth but couldn't shout, he knelt down beside the man, covering the wound with his coat.

"Pull it out."

"If you can't pull it out, you will die."

Wen Le was talking, but she couldn't control her hand, and she had already grasped the arrow feather.The arrow feathers had barbs, and when one was pulled out, blood gushed out.

The green grassland has also turned red, and the eye spots behind the flying butterflies are getting bigger and bigger, like the pupils of human beings, shrinking naturally.

"Am I going to die?"

"You won't, I won't let you die."

"I will, I was killed by you."

Wen Le suddenly stopped, and looked up, the face that had been unable to see clearly showed the whole face slowly, it was his good wife who slept soundly by his side day and night, and the person he put on his heart.

Fu Xiaoyu shed tears of blood, grabbed Wen Le's hand tightly, and asked, "Are you willing to kill me? Will you kill me? Are you not afraid of killing me?"

"Lele? Lele!"

Wen Le woke up with a start, looking at Fu Xiaoyu, whose hair was half-unbuttoned and worried, with a flustered expression.

The major general of the Zhen Guofu dared to enter the enemy's camp alone, and even three whips to the depths of his bones did not make him bend down the tall and straight spine that represented the Zhen Guofu.

But now, she was tossed so unbearably by a nightmare.

Fu Xiaoyu's heart ached, and she hugged Wen Le tightly.

Before dawn, the tranquilizing incense had already gone out, leaving only half a tube of soot.

Wen Le calmed down, wiped her face clean with Fu Xiaoyu's obscene clothes, raised her head pitifully, and said, "Am I a bit ashamed..."

Fu Xiaoyu laughed angrily at him, lifted the quilt and wrapped the two of them tightly, and said: "In the boudoir of husband and wife, don't you say that you hugged me and cried, even if I hugged you and cried, no one can say Let's gossip, you know?"

Wen Le was soothed by his words, and told him his dream, and kept gesticulating with both hands, saying: "It scared me, you know? Such a thick arrow will soon pierce a hole in your chest." coming."

As Wen Le spoke, he seemed a little scared, and frowned.

"Bah bah bah, Tong Yanwuji is blown away by the strong wind." After finishing speaking, Fu Xiaoyu placed Wen Le's hand on her chest, and said, "Dreams and reality are opposite, only when I shoot others into a sieve."

The red candle was finally extinguished, and light came in from outside.

Wen Le pursed her lips, picked the dark embroidery on Fu Xiaoyu's collar with her fingers, and said, "I have my own ambitions that I want to realize. I thought that when I went to the border or outside the Great Wall, I would suffer the injuries myself and would not shake you in the slightest. This The last time you were taken away by that thief, it only took half a day for me to panic and be at a loss. Bianguan, Nan'an and Xuzhou, the places I went to were all cannibals, and I rushed forward alone with my head buried. Knowing that you are in Jinlin—this golden cage, how to survive worry and lovesickness.”

Fu Xiaoyu held Wenle in his arms. The major general, who could break bones with a single shot, was as fragile as a child at the moment.

"Then can you change it?"

Wen Le was stunned, hung on Fu Xiaoyu with a sad face, and said, "I can't..."

Fu Xiaoyu couldn't get angry anymore, so he patted Wen Le's back and said, "You are so unreasonable, you are annoyed at yourself, and you can't change it, you co-authored everything to me, let me find a way to deal with it? "

Wen Le was not angry when he was beaten, buried his head on Fu Xiaoyu's neck, and said in a low voice, "If you share your troubles with others, it will be much easier for you."

Fu Xiaoyu snorted coldly, grabbed Wen Le's waist, and slapped him hard on the back of his ass a few times.

The two of them lay on the bed and couldn't get up, so they just stayed on the bed and didn't talk. Occasionally, you would look at me and I would look at you.

Fu Xiaoyu leaned on her arm, turned over to look at Wenle, and said, "You have the ambition you want to realize, and I have mine too. Don't think that I'm a husband and wife and just wander around the back house every day. You used to If you want to do something, your ancestors and daddy will take care of it for you, now that I am here, I will take care of it for you in the future, don't worry about things that haven't happened, okay?"

Even if something goes wrong, one person cannot live alone.

People in the world use wild geese as gifts because they are loyal and loyal. If one goose dies, the other cannot survive alone.

The little heartless man tried every means to hunt down two live geese. As a wife, she should have the image of the geese.

Fu Xiaoyu didn't tell Wen Le these words, he just told him nice things.

Wen Le's eyes were red again, and he lifted the quilt to cover his head, sobbing, as if he was a year or two younger than Jin Yun.

Fu Xiaoyu hugged Wen Le who was tightly covered by the quilt, and said, "Don't blow your nose under the quilt."

Wen Le made an angry voice, stretched out his hand, and wiped the shiny snot on Fu Xiaoyu's obscene clothes.

"Hiss—little dirty dog, are you annoying?"

"Try again if you hate me!"

Zilin worried all night, asked someone to watch, and when there was movement in the courtyard, she rushed to invite people to set meals.

Wen Le and Fu Xiaoyu didn't get up until noon.Zi Lin saw that Wen Le's eyes were very red and swollen, and she was rolling over her eyes with a teacup, humming something like "make you despise me" and "call me a messy name again".

Wenle is delicious with a sweet and sour taste. There is a dish of lychee meat on the table. It looks bright in color, the meat is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. It also comes with horseshoes, making it crunchy and sweet.

The servant stepped forward to give a letter, Fu Xiaoyu opened it and looked at it, and said: "Yang Qing placed Asi and his group in a side courtyard. What countermeasures do you have for what Asi said yesterday?"

Wen Le scratched the white rice and said, "Asi's visit this time was unnecessary. My brother escorted them back to the border and was assassinated. They fled back to Jinlin, but my brother didn't move. They must be going to the border. If he doesn’t come back, Shan Asi won’t be able to go there today, and the news about Liao will be delayed as late as possible.”

"Are you afraid of changes at the border?"

"What can change?" Wen Le asked, and said, "Da Shanyu has fought with my ancestor for 40 to [-] years, and he didn't take advantage of it. Could it be that Chunwei, who is famous for his tyrannical temperament, can take advantage of his death?" ? In terms of youth and record, my brother is the one who deals with the Great Chanyu, so it’s not bad that he can survive under my brother’s hands.”

Fu Xiaoyu thought about it carefully, and said with a smile: "That's a good time for Asi to come."

Wen Le nodded and said, "Except for the matter of kidnapping you, his visit to Jinlin this time is beneficial to us. He was seriously injured and was placed by you and me, and he also severed contact with Liao. Jinlin also recognized the peace agreement. , Chunwei dared to move a step, Bianguan took this opportunity to go to their palace, under the guise of assisting the second prince Shan Rong, not only frustrated Liao's spirit, but also won the title of Liao's minister, and by the way, helped His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince. Three arrows."

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Husband and wife are invincible