The Yanmen of Zhousheng is like the old days without end of spring

On the outskirts of Kyoto, more than ten miles south of the city gate, is the garrison of King Ping Qin's garrison.

In the middle of the night, the lights of the military tents were still on, and there were faintly visible figures in the tents.

"Emperor Dong Ling has issued an order to seal the city, and no one is allowed to enter or leave at will, except for the generals of the garrison army. It seems that they have to stay in the city for a few more days." The person who spoke was King Ping Qin. "It must be dangerous in the city right now, I want to enter the city." The woman's voice, wearing armor, was one of the former generals of Xiao Nanchen's army, Feng Qiao.

"Little aunt, you can't show your face. If you are recognized, it will be a big trouble." King Ping Qin said urgently.

"There are only Master and Junior Sister in the city, I haven't seen their safety with my own eyes, how can I feel at ease," Feng Qiao suddenly got up, and walked back and forth in the tent anxiously.

"Miss Mi San sent a letter to say that they have been resettled. I am afraid that my whereabouts will be exposed, so I can't meet them. Right now, the search in the city is tight. I will find a way after these few days. This city can't be sealed forever." King Ping Qin road.

"Master has just recovered from a serious injury, and my junior sister doesn't know martial arts, so how can I get out if I really get caught?" Feng Qiao was 1 worried.

"Put your heart in your stomach for the time being. The imperial guards have been searching all over the city for the past few days, and nothing will happen." King Ping Qin pushed the restless Feng Qiao back to his seat.

Feng Qiao sighed heavily, and thought: It would be great if the monk was here, he would definitely find a way to rescue the master and junior sister.

No one sleeps tonight.

"Master—"

A miserable cry rushed out of his throat, and Kui Shiyi sat up in a cold sweat from his nightmare. It was still the same dream, the same torture rack, the same bloodless face, and the still shining bone-evisculating knife... …

Ji Shiyi grabbed the skirt of his chest, his heart hurt like a knife.

"Master..." The shattered hair on his forehead was drenched in cold sweat, and Ji Shiyi turned over and got out of bed without hesitation, wrapping up his coat and wanting to push the door out.

He collided with the person outside the door.

Zhou Shengchen looked at Mei Shiyi with concern, and saw her eyes were red, her hair was messy, and her mouth was bloodless, "Eleventh, what's wrong?"

Ji Shiyi looked at him and didn't speak.

"Eleven?" Zhou Shengchen had never seen Mi Shiyi like this before, her panic and confusion were reflected in his eyes, which made his heart ache, "But did you have a nightmare?"

Ji Shiyi blinked, then suddenly opened his arms, and hugged Zhou Shengchen tightly in front of him.

It seemed that he had exhausted all his strength, disregarding the defenses of men and women, disregarding the rules of etiquette, and hugged him tightly and tightly.

Zhou Shengchen was startled, Shi Yi's wet cheek was pressed against his ear, sobbing softly.She didn't speak, didn't say a word, just hugged him like this and kept crying.

Zhou Shengchen raised his head slightly, the corners of his eyes were slightly hot, and he let out a long sigh.Gently patting Ji Shiyi's back with one hand, and stroking the long hair on the back of her head with the other soothingly, said softly:

"It's okay, I'm here."

Ji Shiyi's tears flowed more fiercely, and he hugged him even tighter.

In the cold winter night, Zhou Shengchen's palms touched the thin clothes of Ji Shiyi, only to realize that she was only wearing a thin middle coat. He bent down slightly and stretched his long arms through the hollows of her legs, and hugged Ji Shiyi horizontally. to bed.

Ji Shiyi huddled in Zhou Shengchen's arms, let him hold him, put him back on the bed, stretched out the quilt to cover it up, his eyes never left his face, until Zhou Shengchen turned around, Yu Shiyi suddenly stretched out from under the quilt Shot, grabbed his sleeve, and looked straight at him with a pair of eyes.

"do not go……"

Zhou Shengchen was distracted by those eyes, and looked down at the slender fingers on his sleeve, "Don't go, I'll close the door."

Only then did Ji Shiyi let go.

In the cold winter night, Zhou Shengchen closed the door, turned around and came back, lit the brazier again, and then sat down on the side of the bed, and cast her gentle eyes: "Go to sleep."

Yan Shiyi closed his eyes according to his words, the tears at the corners of his eyes were still there, his long eyelashes trembled, his body moved, and a small hand stretched out from under the quilt...

The brazier in the room warms the temperature, and the afterglow of the charcoal fire gradually brightens and then fades in the darkness. Mo Shiyi closed her eyes, as if she had fallen into a deep sleep, a palm wrapped around her at some point and stretched out outside the quilt For a long time, he gently put his little hand back into the quilt and covered it up.

Ji Shiyi seemed to be startled, turned over, but a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Zhou Shengchen looked out of the window, out of sight of the ups and downs of the woman lying on her side like a handsome mountain.

Outside the window, the sky has turned white.

Mei Shiyi hadn't slept so peacefully for a long time. When he first entered the palace, he was worried about the war of the king's army and his family's mother.Afterwards, he was placed under house arrest, and there was no news from outside the palace. He was anxious and restless every day, unable to sleep or eat.Later, when she learned of his death, she often kept her eyes open from dark to dawn.

He didn't dare to close his eyes, because when he closed his eyes, he looked like he was covered in blood, and when he fell into a dream, it was a heart-wrenching scene.

So she opened her eyes and recalled every little thing she had with him in the past, from the first apprenticeship to sending him out of the palace for the last time, but never thought that it would be the last time...

When Li Xianren combed her hair, a lot of hair fell out.When Liu Zixing came to see her sunken cheeks and became more and more haggard, he was furious and punished the maidservants in the hall, saying that they were not good at serving, and they were dragged down to beat her with the stick, and the skin was torn apart and the muscles and bones were broken.The maidservants knelt at her feet and begged bitterly. She shed tears silently. She couldn't stay in Xizhou forever, couldn't leave the palace wall, and couldn't injure herself. What in her life could she control herself...

There is only one heart, a heart that promised each other when I was young, and the meaning of admiration and lovesickness.

Waking up is painful, and dreaming is also painful. Until last night, the nightmare was still the same. When she woke up, she couldn't tell whether she was still in the dream, and whether the person who came back alive was the same Nanke Yimeng, so she ran out to find him. , he came.

Only then can she be sure that what she experienced this day is really not a dream, that person is truly alive in front of her.

She can hug him and feel his body temperature. When she is not sleeping well, he will gently hold her hand. The warmth of his palm can iron out all her anxiety.

Wu Shiyi woke up, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he fell into Zhou Shengchen's clear eyes. He was sitting by the bed, looking at her tenderly.

"woke up."

"Yeah." Ji Shiyi sat up with some embarrassment.

"Get up and wash up, and eat later." Zhou Shengchen stood up, ready to leave.

"Master, have you...didn't sleep all night?" After Hui Shiyi finished speaking, he felt that something was wrong, but she pulled his sleeve last night and told him not to leave.

Zhou Shengchen smiled, "For those who march and fight, it's nothing unusual for them to stay up all night, so it's okay."

"Then, can Shi Yi have dinner with Master later?" Shi Yi tilted his head slightly from the bed curtain, looking at Zhou Shengchen.

Zhou Shengchen smiled lightly: "Okay."

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The update time is changed every day from Monday to Friday (the time is variable)

Not updated on weekends (not necessarily)

Today is a bit busy during the day on Monday, so I wrote it at night, I have been waiting for a long time