Twilight Cloud Returns

"Lu Er!"

"Brother!"

"No busyness!"

Voices from all directions poured into Wulu's ears, and the latter felt it was very noisy.He was so tired, really tired, he just wanted to close his eyes and rest...

Senior Brother Wulu fell into Yafu's arms covered in blood, the blood all over his shoulder pierced into Wuqing's eyes, his heart twitched violently.He knew that he was still fighting on the battlefield at Yanming Pass. Even though he had experienced bloody scenes, this was the first time that someone he was very familiar with suffered unexpected disasters...

Wuqing's face was gloomy, the strong smell of blood and the appearance of the Huns turning back and forth made him sick, he could only feel that his internal organs were churning...

Yun Chuxiu sensed Wuqing's strangeness, and when she was about to step forward to help her, the black hands behind the scenes who created the current situation reappeared.Holding the dagger in his hand, he aimed at Wuqing who was resting against the wall, and wanted to strike...

Yun Chuxiu leaped forward, opened the feather fan, and the sharp weapon at the folds of the fan immediately scratched the hands of the Huns.The man suffered from pain, dropped the blade and rolled on the ground.

Yafu, who had accumulated guilt and resentment in his chest, saw that his subordinates had a second heart, which made him hurt Wulu.He directly picked up the heroic sword that Wulu had dropped on the ground, and the blade slid on the bluestone board, making an ear-piercing sound.

Yafu swung his sword and pierced through the left shoulder of the Huns, and the still warm blood splashed on his face. Yafu's eyes were horrifying, he held his breath, and interrogated him, "Who ordered you!"

The Hun glanced at him disdainfully, spat on the ground, and cursed in the Hun language: "Han dogs are unreliable after all." Then he bit his tongue and killed himself.

In front of Huishan Temple, blood was pouring like a red sea of ​​bright red lanterns in the underworld, extremely desolate and gloomy.

Wuqing raised his head and looked at the Buddha in the Daxiong Hall. The Buddha still had that kind look of compassion and pity for the world.But from Wuqing's point of view, the Buddha's smile clearly concealed the punishment imposed on Huishan Temple-the practitioners were tainted with too much worldly right and wrong, so they gave King Geli the precept of cutting off their bodies.

A gust of cold wind hits from the north, Wuqing only felt stagnated, and instantly fainted in Zhihuan's arms, unconscious...

When he woke up again, he was already in Prince Yun's Mansion in the capital.

Wuqing looked at the fox fur blanket covering his body, the additional charcoal fires in the wing room, and the familiar bitter-smelling decoction simmering on the small stove, he knew it was another cold attack.

He subconsciously searched for Zhihuan, but the latter was not around.

Wuqing got up and left the bed, recalling the events of the day, and didn't know if brother Wulu and Sheng'er were okay after he fainted?Is Master okay?

It was already the third watch, and everything in the mansion was quiet.

There was a deliberately low conversation sound in the main hall, attracting Wuqing to go.

He paced to the door and saw that Shizhi was still talking with Yafu at night, so he subconsciously stopped and hid to the side to eavesdrop.

I saw that Yafu's whole body was full of depression, as if he had aged ten years in a day. He covered his face with his hands and said regretfully, "I... I stabbed my son with my own hands... probably in this lifetime, he will never want to see him again. I'm..."

Yun Chuxiu sighed and said: "So that day in Guyong City, Yafu was willing to help my father-in-law because he mistook Ah Qing for your parent and son who were left behind in Dazhou."

Yafu nodded and said: "Yes. The person who assassinated in the inn earlier was my subordinate. He recognized the tiger pattern jade pendant worn by Mr. Qing, so he didn't dare to act rashly and went back to report to me."

It turned out that senior brother Wulu had somehow saved himself once.

Thinking of this, Wuqing blamed herself even more—if she didn't introduce these mundane things into Huishan Temple, would there be such innocent disasters later?

Yafu was full of melancholy, "At that time, I was thinking that if I had the opportunity in the future, I would come to the mansion of the young man and meet Young Master Qing again. But I never expected that I would hurt Lu Er..."

Yafu got up, bowed to Yun Chuxiu and said: "My little lord, I feel that it is a gift from heaven to see Luer once in this life. Please take care of him a little bit. I, Cao Qingsong, will surely weed in the next life." Hold the ring to repay the great favor of the little father-in-law."

It turned out that Yafu's real name was Cao Qingsong.There is a lonely pine in Nanxuan, and Ke Ye is from Mianmi.He Dang Ling Yunxiao, straight up thousands of feet.Qingsong was originally an upright and upright thing, but now listening to Wuqing, it only feels ironic.

Yun Chuxiu helped Yafu up, for the sake of Ah Qing and Sheng'er, he must take good care of them.

Yafu wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and under the guidance of Gu Xiaorui, he quietly left Prince Yun's mansion.

Yun Chuxiu sat back on the teacher's chair, closed her eyes and said softly: "Don't be a cat, hurry up and come in, so as not to catch a cold."

Wuqing thought she was hiding perfectly, but unexpectedly she was discovered and discovered.

Like a child who has done something wrong, he walked in with his head bowed, rubbing the corners of his clothes with his hands.

As soon as Yun Chuxiu opened her eyes, she saw Wuqing wandering around outside in only a middle coat, and she was instantly furious.His face was dark, and he hurriedly took off his coat and wrapped him up.Just about to reprimand him a few words, but seeing his aggrieved and pitiful appearance, Yun Chuxiu's heart suddenly turned into a puddle of water, and she couldn't speak harsh words at all.

He picked it up, went back to the inner room, placed it carefully on the bed, and said helplessly: "You don't love yourself so much, how can I feel at ease..."

Wuqing suddenly hugged him, rubbed into his arms, and said more dependently than usual: "Then don't worry about it, you'll be so worried about me for the rest of your life, okay..."

Yun Chuxiu was so manipulated by him that he was powerless to resist, he doted on him and said, "I see that you little cat is getting better and better at how to tame a husband, and you only speak words that touch your heart."

Wuqing didn't respond to him again, only feeling tired all over.

How could Yun Chuxiu not know his thoughts?The child in his arms was blaming himself for what happened during the day, he has always been sentimental, this time the cold attack was mostly due to stagnation of qi, which was difficult to relieve.

Yun Chuxiu patted his thin back, and said in relief: "There is nothing serious about Wulu, the knife wound didn't hurt anything important. Now I'm recuperating at Huishan Temple. With your brother Wuchen taking care of me, within ten days , will be able to live a life of dragons and tigers."

"Even if he recovers physically, Senior Brother Wulu will not be as pure and happy as before."

Yes, from Wulu's point of view, his biological father wanted to assassinate the master who had treated him so well, so how could he get over this hurdle in his heart?

The Hun who committed suicide by biting his tongue was obviously ordered by Mo Chun, and used his usual vicious tricks to drive a wedge between Yafu and Wulu, planting a thorn in the hearts of both of them.

It's not that Yafu doesn't know, it's just that all his thoughts are on Wulu now, not to mention that Mo Chun is now the one-sided Shanyu on the grassland. Own.

Thinking of this, Yun Chuxiu's hatred for China Simochun penetrated even more into his bones, and his hands hugging Wuqing couldn't help but increase a little strength.

The next day, Princess Shunyi married the Xiongnu.

Lanterns and festoons were decorated everywhere in the capital, and red makeup was spread to the outskirts of the capital to show the grace of the emperor.

Yafu was sitting on one of the sedan chairs, holding the tiger-patterned jade pendant tightly in his hand, tears streaming down his face.

When he returned to Xingyuan last night, a young servant brought the jade pendant, saying that it was the belongings of Yafu returned by the monks of Huishan Temple.

Yafu asked nervously, "What else did the monk say?"

The young man tried his best to recall: "The master said that since it belongs to Yafu, it must be kept well in the future, so as not to cause bloody disasters for Huishan Temple because of these things."

After finishing speaking, Yafu's face was ashen.

In this life, he will never be forgiven again.

On the tower, Yun Chuxiu held Wuqing's right hand tightly, without saying a word.

Wuqing could feel that Zhihuan was trembling all over. He put his other hand on it and said softly: "I will definitely regain the grassland one day at the end of the big week, and I will no longer make the women of the world suffer from this."

In a hidden corner, Chu Mohen and a stunning woman in light gauze watched as Luanjia, the eldest princess of Shunyi, left the capital.

Chu Mohen stood side by side with her, and said gracefully, "I wonder if you were in a similar state of mind to Princess Shunyi when you first came to the capital?"

Su and Cha'er avoided the seriousness and said lightly: "Your Highness should call me your Empress."

Chu Mohen looked sideways at the smiling face under the veil, lost his mind for a moment, and immediately said: "I just think you are still the girl who walked barefoot on the long street that day."

Su and Cha'er said peacefully: "There are some things, some feelings, which are never allowed to be taken for granted."

Chu Mohen smiled meaningfully, but did not respond, and said after a while: "I will send you back to the palace."

Su and Cha'er quietly followed behind, looking at the tall and slender figure in front of them, and thought to themselves: Prince Mo can quietly order himself out of the palace, fearing that the palace and the world will change hands.

Since that day when he bid farewell to his predecessor Yunying at Huishan Temple, Wuqing has never seen him again, and even his younger brother could not find any trace of him.

Wuqing once wanted to go back outside the temple and put away Sheng'er's discarded pipa, so that he could give Zhi a thought.But the outside of the temple was already empty, only loess remained.

After Yun Chuxiu found out, she sighed, "Let him go."

The days have returned to the past, as calm as water, without any waves.However, unlike the peace and tranquility in the past, Yun Chuxiu's state of mind has undergone an earth-shaking change because of Yun Sheng's marriage.

Although he would still laugh at Wuqing carelessly, Wuqing obviously felt that the stone in his heart was getting heavier and heavier, and it was about to make him unable to breathe.

Ever since, Wuqing hoped that time could go faster and heal the scar in his heart.

In a blink of an eye, ten months have passed, and the capital once again ushered in a new year.

Recalling last year at this time, the two of them spent time blowing sand at the border, Wu Qing wanted to have a good New Year and make up for his regrets.

He went shopping with Gu Xiaorui every day, and he had a great time shopping.

Seeing him so happy, Yun Chuxiu's mood gradually improved.

Unfortunately, the good times don't last long.

On the first day of the fifth lunar month of the Apocalypse, news came from the Huns that a generation of important ministers, Yafu Rong Dimi, died suddenly in Guyong City.

She didn't want to marry far away, so she almost killed Yafu, who was kind and persuasive, and wanted to escape back to Dazhou.

As soon as this result came out, the whole country of the Xiongnu was furious and demanded the execution of the Yan clan, rekindled the war with Da Zhou, and avenged Yafu who had made great contributions to them.

On the third day of the fifth day of the Apocalypse, the Xiongnu army approached Yanming Pass.

The news spread to Prince Yun's mansion, Yun Chuxiu was playing chess with Wuqing.

Gu Xiaorui cried until he couldn't form a sentence, and only intermittently explained the ins and outs of the matter.

Yun Chuxiu moved suddenly, the veins in her left hand were exposed, she pressed the corner of the table, her eyes were bloodshot, and she said hoarsely, "Princess Shunyi, is she alive or dead?"

Gu Xiaorui said with difficulty: "At noon today, he died with a stick in Guyong City."