Twilight Cloud Returns

The vast desert is boundless.

Wuqing was awakened by the jolting of the chariot and horses.

The carriage was no different than the general’s mansion, where there was a non-stop heater from morning to night. The north wind howling from the desert went straight in, mercilessly beating the face, making it painful.

Wuqing shivered from the cold in the pitch blackness, leaning against the wall and curled up into a ball.

"Are you awake?" A familiar female voice sounded.Immediately afterwards, she lit a torch, moved to Wuqing's side, and illuminated him for warmth.

With the help of the faint firelight, Wuqing could clearly see the woman's face - the scars on the eyebrows and eyes were very obvious.The other person in the carriage is the proprietress of Qinghe Garment Factory, Su Heyue.

She vigorously tore off the fake scars on her face, and a beautiful face appeared before Wuqing's eyes.

He remembered what he had mentioned about the Xiongnu aristocrat Su He's lineage in his conversation with Zhi Huan a few days ago.

Su Heyue hides in Liangzhou City without hesitation to show her ugly appearance.It was obvious that he had once again trusted others.Not only is his own life in danger, but he may even be involved until he returns home.

Various emotions of regret, astonishment, and bewilderment were intertwined between his brows, and Wuqing had a splitting headache for a while.

Su Heyue spoke first, apologetic: "I'm sorry, Mr. Qing. If you don't cooperate with them, my husband will die tragically by their knives..."

Wuqing snuggled in front of the faint firelight, no longer trusting the woman in front of her.

"The Suhe family is the nobles of the Xiongnu, how can we cooperate?"

Su Heyue was taken aback for a moment, then smiled wryly, "It turns out that you all know about it."

She spread out the fake scar in her hand and showed it to Wuqing, "It was a gift from Master Huijue when I first entered Liangzhou a few years ago."

Wuqing thought: If Zhi is still here, he will definitely say, "There are things about this old bald man everywhere!".

The bottomless blackness concealed the sadness in her eyes, "I was originally a nobleman on the prairie, but in your Central Plains language, I am a princess. Outsiders only know that as a nobleman, I have inexhaustible glory and wealth." , but in the eyes of those in power, second place is just an object for marriage to consolidate the regime."

"Since I was born, I have been unable to escape the fate planned by Shan Yu in this life. If I know the book, show the courtesy, show the outside and be wise, I will be betrothed to the neighboring powers; surrounding tribes in exchange for tribal support for Shanyu.”

Su Heyue was talking, suddenly chuckled, and asked Xiang Wuqing: "Do all your princesses in the Central Plains have such a fate?"

Wuqing's understanding of the world has not yet been exhausted, so he shook his head helplessly, expressing his ignorance.

Su Heyue lowered his eyes and replied, "If there is, it will be so."

"When the soldiers and horses have enough food and grass, they will fight and fight for power and profit without giving up a single cent. When the supplies are insufficient, they will hand over their women and ask for a truce. They call it a peace."

"Exchanging a woman for peace in the world, I don't know how many sacrifices of soldiers have been avoided. Mr. Qing, do you think this deal is a good deal?"

Su Heyue's ending sound was upturned, and Wuqing couldn't tell whether she was asking from the bottom of her heart or sarcastic for a while.

"Even ordinary people will consider it a good deal."

"From the Chanyu down to the herdsmen, they will sing praises, thank the women for their righteousness, and even compile them into the history books, leaving a thousand-year reputation."

"But who really understands the feelings of women who are forced to stand in the air of righteousness and morality?"

The fire pockets were about to burn out, and Wuqing felt that the temperature in the carriage was getting colder and colder just like what Su Heyue said.

"Suhe's family has the blood of the Han people, and they are even more sought after. Mr. Qing may not know that there is a saying in our grasslands-the horse runs, the bear and the eagle fly. When a warrior goes out to plunder sheep and cattle, he should marry Su and his daughter when he marries a wife." .”

When you marry a wife, you should marry Su Henv...

Wuqing thought, this is the fate that Su He and his family cannot escape.

"I watched the elder sisters around me leave their hometown one after another. Some were homesick and died a few years later because of sorrow; , must fight against this destiny, fight against it.”

Wuqing breathed into his palms, "So you sneaked out and arrived in Liangzhou."

Su Heyue nodded, "It's bad luck. I didn't expect them to chase after me as soon as I entered Liangzhou. It was Master Huijue who helped me escape the hunt and gave me a scar made of dummy skin."

"Master Huijue once said that although the face is pale, the heart is more bright."

Wuqing feels deeply that following her master in Huishan Temple for more than ten years seems to be a waste of time, and there will always be someone who will continue to deepen their master-disciple relationship.

After Su Heyue finished telling her life experience, the only light in the carriage - the fire fold, was completely extinguished.

The coldness instantly followed Wuqing's soles, quickly climbed up, and climbed to the internal organs, gradually dissipating his remaining warmth.

Sleepiness swept over him, and before Wuqing went to bed, Su Heyue's sincere apology and her promise kept ringing in his ears: "Don't worry, my lord, I swear in the name of Grassland - as long as I live, I will definitely protect my son's life with all my might to make up for my mistake."

When he regained consciousness again, the group had arrived at the inn in the deepest part of the desert.

The leader was named Wu Zhiqiu. He jumped off his horse and said respectfully to the carriage in Hun language: "Secondly, the night is getting dark, please rest here."

Wuqing was savagely carried out of the carriage, and he vaguely saw Wu Zhiqiu's appearance, which was exactly the same as the new job recruited by Qinghe Garment Factory.

It turned out that this fellow Huns had already made a plan.

No Halal is really annoyed at my carelessness.

The Huns were very cautious.Even if they stayed overnight in the inn, they would take turns to stay on duty at night, so be careful to watch out for people coming from the direction of Liangzhou.

Su and Yue were placed in an upper room, compared to Wuqing who was not so lucky, staying in the cold room, his limbs were stiff and unable to move.

Fortunately, Su Heyue brought warm blankets, which warmed Wuqing's body.

The door of the room was heavily guarded, not to mention Wuqing's frail body, even a healthy person could hardly escape.

Wuqing lay on the bed, turned his face slightly, and could see the bright moon hanging high through the window.

The moon in the desert is brighter and cooler than that in Liangzhou City, and at the same time, it is accompanied by an imperceptible murderous aura.

Except for those on duty, the sound of deep sleep in the middle of the night kept coming and going.

He vaguely heard a small dispute coming from the next room.

Wu Zhiqiu tried to communicate with Su Heyue in the Xiongnu language, but was interrupted mercilessly by Su Heyue: "Since I am married to a man from the Central Plains, I must learn the Central Plains dialect, and I will definitely not communicate with you in the Xiongnu language."

Before Wu Zhiqiu came, he specially received the order from his master to keep Su and Juci safe, so he had no choice but to change his language and speak the Central Plains dialect.

"Secondly, even though Shan Yu ordered his subordinates to bring you back this time, if you had any intentions that you shouldn't have on the way, you won't be treated like this now, and I hope you can allow us to escort you safely along the way." Back to the grassland."

Su Heyue gritted her teeth and said, "Wu Zhiqiu, are you threatening me?"

"The subordinates absolutely dare not."

The cold air seemed to be stagnant at this moment, and Wuqing heard the conversation from the next door again for a while.

After a long time, Su Heyue said, "Are you from Yafu?"

Wu Zhiqiu was taken aback for a moment, surprised that she knew that she was serving the master, and when she was about to evade, she heard Su Heyue continue to say: "Mo Chun is vicious and merciless, and he will take revenge. My escape disturbed him and the neighboring countries. The alliance plan with the tribe, he will naturally not let me go, and the first time he sends troops to find me, he will take my head, how can there be a house where he lives today?"

"This..." Wu Zhiqiu didn't dare to judge Shan Yu.

"If Lord Yafu hadn't sent his people to carry out Mo Chun's order, I'm afraid I would have been decapitated long ago. Su Heyue will definitely repay Lord Yafu's kindness. But I still don't know one thing, Yafu Why did your lord go out of his way to save my life?"

How could Wu Zhiqiu know Yafu's thoughts?

Even if he knew, he would never speak.

"Forget it, it's useless to ask you." Su Heyue walked to the side of the bed, "Go out, I'm going to bed."

And Wuqing was confused by Yafu and Mo Chun, his mind seemed to be a pot of paste made by posting New Year pictures during the New Year.

Just when he was exhausted, the door of his wing was quietly pushed open, and someone in black night clothes sneaked in stealthily.

Wuqing used the bright moonlight to judge from the burly back that the person who came was not a person who knew how to return.

But Wuqing still didn't know the purpose of this person, so he pretended to be asleep and watched the changes quietly.

It's just that he never expected that this person was the assassin who came to kill him. The sharp dagger was pulled out from his waist, and the moonlight refracted on the blade was extremely bright, Wuqing opened his eyes immediately.

He immediately rolled out of bed, and when he wanted to call for help, the assassin covered his mouth, intending to end his life here tonight.

Wuqing panicked.

He remembered that Su Heyue had sworn to protect his life when they were in the carriage. In a critical moment, no matter whether you can trust her or not, you have to try it, even if you are a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

But his whole body was restrained by the assassin, Wuqing only remembered the murderous eyes of the assassin.

Su Heyue and Wu Zhiqiu were in the next room, the assassin covered his mouth to silence him, but his eyes fell on the table and chairs next to him.

With his free hand, he struggled to touch the chair.

Just when the assassin's dagger was only a short distance away from his neck, the chair was finally pushed down by him.

The sound of "booming" hitting the wooden board is especially obvious in the silent desert. The position of the chair is also close to the porcelain vases in the house. By the way, all the porcelain vases on the shelf were knocked to the ground, and there was a sudden noise.

Not long after Wu Zhiqiu left Su Heyue's door, he immediately pushed open the door of Wuqing's wing when he heard the noise.

When Su Heyue heard that something had happened in Wuqing's room, they hurried over.

Wu Zhiqiu stepped forward to fight the assassin, but the assassin jumped out of the window and fled nimbly.

Su Heyue hurriedly helped Wuqing up from the ground, worried: "Is there no problem, my lord?"

Wuqing's face was pale, and he coughed violently. When he got up, he accidentally dropped the tiger-striped pendant in his arms, and caught Wu Zhiqiu's eyes. He was shocked instantly...