Hammer like a song

【October twenty-ninth, the sky and the earth are blocked by Yin and become winter】

When Mo Xie received the letter, he was sitting in the courtyard waiting for the sunset to set, stroking the Ganjiang sword in his hand, and looking towards the courtyard gate from time to time.

A horse came galloping from afar, and the dust was flying, just like when we parted.

The people and horses were all black, blending into one body, just after passing the gate of the courtyard, the horse neighed and turned to stop.It turned out that the knight held the reins, and he asked loudly, "Is the general's family here?"

Mo Xie pushed herself up vigorously, and walked forward with her waist: "I am the wife of a general, who is here?"

The black knight didn't say another word, dropped a package, and left suddenly.

Mo Xie squatted down with all her strength, picked up the package and weighed it, it was not too heavy, then looked up, the man and the horse were gone.

She got up and moved back to the table and chair step by step, opened the package, it turned out to be a stack of bamboo slips.

"My wife, don't be surprised when you see the words.

My king's subordinates explored the horse, joined the Iron Eagle Guard at the age of eight, took orders to investigate the secrets of iron making at the age of 11, and met you at the age of 13, and the past is the past.

This time I have no choice but to go to the capital again, if I don't return, I must be guilty of carrying the jade, the king's order to kill, I also concealed it from you, and I will take the blame.

I will present the female sword to the king, and I will cover up your life and whereabouts. Remember to hide the male sword. If you can hide your name, you will be safe.

"For the rest of my life, the only regret is that I can't stay with you and watch my son grow up.

Since ancient times, loyalty and righteousness have been difficult to balance, and now the future is unpredictable, I will strive for a chance,

If I don't return, I hope to cherish it. "

Mo Xie held the letter tightly and sat on the chair with her back stretched. The days of these years were whistling in her mind. She closed her eyes and felt that the evening light was shaking her heart.

She looked at the bamboo slips in her hand again, and felt that the ink-colored characters were like vines growing wantonly, binding her tightly, stabbing at her, and covering her whole body.In the end, she went limp, her mind went blank, and she couldn't get up for a long time.