Three poisons

Huo Xian finally left resolutely, he didn't hold him like the general in the folk picture book and fight a bloody road, life and death are inseparable, earth-shattering...

This incident actually didn't hurt Ji Lianyue too much.

Even if he later heard some rumors that everyone said that Bei Miliu had arrested the wrong person, what Huo Xian cared about was that Xie Sanlang who disguised himself as a man and joined the army. He was willing to lead thousands of troops for him to fight against Mao Tan's coalition forces... …

But he didn't do this for Ji Lianyue.

When these rumors reached Ji Lianyue’s ears, he stayed in the Maotan army for about four or five days, and everyone looked at him with mockery or sympathy——

It's as if he has been labeled with various labels such as "abandoned person", "dead", "festival flag reservation", etc.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, Ji Lianyue doesn't care at all.

It doesn't matter if you say that Ji Lianyue is very good at comforting yourself, or you say that he is blind and optimistic.He never complained about Huo Xian...

First of all, he told Huo Xian to leave quickly and not to act impulsively.

Secondly, he knew that it was imperative for Huo Xian to send troops to attack the Mao-Tan coalition, otherwise it would be like lying flat!What is the difference between being trampled in the face by a Maotan tribe?That day, he rescued dozens of captives, if not a hundred, and people only saw Xie Sanlang, so what can be done?

In the end, compared to what the "captive" had to do, when Huo Xian came to Beimilio's tent alone, and grabbed him with a stubborn face and wanted to take him away, it was not because he was "General Huo", but just Because he is Huo Xian, he wants to save Ji Lianyue.

... This sober realization made Ji Lianyue both sad and moved.

Later, it became the last spiritual pillar for Ji Lianyue to persist in living under Beimilio's eyes.

After being depressed for two days, Ji Lianyue quickly regained his arrogance and domineering, and sometimes Beimiliao was so angry that he wanted to take him out of the tent and let him eat sand and fend for himself——

"Bemilio, get someone to fetch water for me to bathe, I'm going to stink."

"Why is the water so good? I'll catch a cold!"

"Bemilio, I want to eat chicken for lunch."

"Bemilio, I want to eat duck tonight."

"Bemilio, can you cook millet porridge? I want something lighter in the morning."

……

above and so on.

Himilio calmly agreed one by one, and sometimes even fed him two bites when he was in a good mood, without even shaking his eyebrows in the face of his nagging complaints.

The people of the Maotan tribe were in panic. Their general would not like the princess of the enemy country, so it would be difficult to handle.

The Maotan soldiers who were assigned to serve Ji Lianyue were also discussing these matters enthusiastically, and they could even discuss them in the Maotan language in front of him——

Barbarian: "After all, he is an aristocrat from an enemy country, and the slogan shouted by General Himi at the swearing-in meeting is "Mie Jing Chao"!"

The barbarian is ugly: "I think the general is confused... Since there is a goal to destroy the century-old foundation of other people's father's family, you can't change the dynasty and leave the life of the former emperor. Killing the Guanyue Emperor is a nail in the coffin after the great cause is completed. , then no matter how stupid the rumored "Her Royal Highness" is, she won't get involved with killing her father and her enemies!"

Barbarian Yin: "To be honest, Prince An's male and female looks are really good-looking."

Barbarian Mao: "I heard that sex between men and women is cheap—well, yes, otherwise, how could we meet our general and be tied back while walking by the moat?"

Ji Lianyue: "..."

In the end, what the old man said won Ji Lianyue's heart, and he thought so too.

These soldiers had a lot of chatter and discussions, and the more they talked, the more unrestrained they were, maybe it was some sweet pleasure to speak ill of him in a language they didn't know in front of him—but they didn't know that Ji Lianyue could actually understand them. The language of the Tan tribe, he communicates with the people who serve him with gestures and nonsense every day just because he is playing a prank and he doesn't want to talk to them.

This seems a little embarrassing.

Fortunately.

Beimilio has never cared about how others make up his romantic history.

And Ji Lianyue doesn't care what these people are talking about, and she doesn't think that Beimilio has any different thoughts about him——

He should be tolerant of him.

After all, no one would cut down on food and clothing for a fat pig waiting to be slaughtered before the Chinese New Year, and treat each other harshly...

In case he was abused so badly, if he didn't cooperate and move around during the flag sacrifice ceremony, his head would not be able to be chopped off with a single knife, and blood would splatter randomly. It would be ugly and not exciting enough.

When she was free that night, Ji Lianyue chatted with Bemilio who rarely came back to sleep on the couch with him occasionally. When talking about this topic, Ji Lianyue generously told Bemilio her nonsense...

The savage man was amused by him and laughed like thunder.

In the dark, he turned over and sat up, his exaggeratedly taller body than Huo Xian pressed on Ji Lianyue unscrupulously, he pinched his face with his rough hands: "You are such a treasure, I am a bit reluctant to kill you. "

Look.

Just "sort of".

It means that it should be killed or it must be killed.

Ji Lianyue glanced at the white coat on the man's body. This Beimilian seemed to be an old man who knew how to fight, but when he got close to Ji Lianyue, he always took off his armor and put it where he could never reach;

The two sleep on the same couch, and he sleeps on the outside;

At this time, he was pinching his face to tease, and the smile never caught his eyes.

His defense against him was always there.

Ji Lianyue fell into silence with a blank face, too lazy to complain about how abominable the man who squeezed into the couch with him now and seemed to be intimate, just silently thinking——

These savages are indeed poisonous.

……

Ji Lianyue has been the most obedient "hostage" for a few days.

On the fifth day, there was a lot of movement outside the tent. He guessed that the Maotan allied forces were preparing to go to war. Ji Lianyue felt a little heavy, after all, it meant that he would not have a few days to live.

And he has always been a person whose emotions are written on his face. When he shared a table with Bemilio at night, he even skipped a bowl of porridge.

Beimilio glanced at him: "Why do you eat so little?"

"The pig has heard the sound of firecrackers for the New Year," Ji Lianyue said calmly, "Isn't it okay to be afraid?"

Bemilio laughed out loud.

"Can you untie this thing for me?" Ji Lianyue raised the heavy shackles on her hands and feet, and stared at Beimilio, without any guilt of taking advantage of the fire, "Death makes people die more happily. You have had enough of the humiliation you have suffered."

Beimilio stopped laughing, raised his head and stared at Ji Lianyue for a few breaths.

The latter was forced to look at him, even if his scalp was numb, he didn't back down——

He has no martial arts, and there are [-] Maotan coalition troops outside, where can he go?

After thinking about it, Bei Mi smiled and agreed to Ji Lianyue.It's just that when the shackles were removed that night, he personally removed his hands and feet, and kept the most insulting shackle around his neck, which he called beautifully.

Ji Lianyue couldn't move her limbs.Put on the couch like a doll, he looked at the man dumbfounded, his forehead was covered with cold sweat from the pain when his hands and feet were removed: "It's better to let me wear shackles!"

Himi smiled and pointed at his face, "Stop talking nonsense."

Ji Lianyue curled her lips, and in the next few days, she really lived in peace... Later, Pumilio connected his hand because it was swollen, and Ji Lianyue continued to have a fever because of his rude way of removing his hands and feet. .

Ji Lianyue did not escape as expected.

……

On the eighth day after Ji Lianyue was arrested, that night, Bemilio came back very late, took off his armor, took off his sword and threw it casually beside the couch, turned over on the couch, and put his arms around the waist of the man on the couch. Pull it into your arms.

Ji Lianyue fell into a drowsy sleep, without even looking at him, she struggled and patted his sandy shoulder to show her dislike.

……

It took No. 14 days for the Maotan army to be reorganized, and the next day was the Mid-Autumn Festival. The imminent war may have prevented many soldiers from "reuniting" with their families.

And at dawn, Ji Lianyue will be taken to sacrifice the flag.

That night, Bemilio came back very early, and together with Ji Lianyue, he and Ji Lianyue had a dinner that was a bit too rich for the current granary of Maotan's army. Ji Lianyue glanced at the dishes and poured them for him drink;

After dinner, Beimilio took the initiative to ask someone to bring hot water for him to take a bath...

Throughout the whole process, the barbarian general's expression was as cold as usual.

Ji Lianyue should eat and drink. After taking a bath, she hangs two legs that have never been connected again, and was hugged by Bemilio on the couch. The moment her buttocks hit the ground, he asked: "Tomorrow is the New Year's Eve?" La?"

There was a smile in his voice.

Slightly startled, Himiya slightly lowered his head to look at the person who was lying on his couch smiling and looking at him, suddenly feeling a little bored, he said "um", suppressing the unhappiness in his heart, and said in a hoarse voice: "Ji Lianyue , if you hadn't descended to Huo Xian, you wouldn't have died."

Ji Lianyue's smile remained unchanged: "Oh."

"Jingchao Qin Mingyue took command and led the army, and appointed Huo Xian as the vanguard general, both of whom have a deep relationship with you." Bei Mi slightly twisted his face away and frowned slightly, "Tomorrow, we must kill you to sacrifice the flag. "

Ji Lianyue nodded, yawned, lifted the fox fur and dragged her weak legs to crawl in, and asked lightly, "Are you still sleeping with me, tonight?"

At that time, Himilio was still sitting on the edge of the couch, wearing armor, his waist stopped, his hand on the scabbard of the saber that had been used for many years, looking at the overly delicate face hidden under the fox fur...

He somewhat regretted that he should have gone with the mission when the Maotan tribe paid tribute to the Jing Dynasty a few years ago. If he had asked for a marriage before he descended, maybe he would not have to die today.

"Go to sleep." He didn't show any emotion on the surface, "I'll watch over."

……

On the second day, at dawn, Mao Tan united with an army of [-] to regroup, preparing to blow the final horn to attack the Jing Dynasty.

In the end, when everyone arrived, the lieutenant general did not see Beimilio after counting troops, so he sent people everywhere to inquire——

Because they subconsciously believed that it was impossible for Bemilio to delay the expedition because of anything, so they finally found Bemilio's tent.

Then it was discovered that Beimilio was dead.

His body fell by the couch, his head was cut off by his usual sharp sword, and rolled beside the couch, the white fox fur blanket was stained the same color as a blood fox by the splashed blood.

In the very center of the couch.Sitting calmly under a fox-fur blanket was a young man with a stunning face. He guarded Bemilio's body for a whole night, and the blood-stained sword was right by his hand.

When the soldiers who had reacted rushed in with red eyes, Ji Lianyue thought she was going to die.

Who knew that at this time, the sound of horns and drums came from a distance, and Huo Xian led the army into the territory of the Maotan coalition forces, smashing a bloody road like a bamboo!