snow on pillow

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"Puchi! Puchi!"

The white dove flew from the direction of Chigu City, and landed on Mo Yan's shoulder as if with a consonance.

Mo Yan recognized the white pigeon as Weng Guimi's carrier pigeon. He opened the letter paper on the carrier pigeon's feet, glanced at the content on the letter paper, and said with a smile to himself: "Weng Guimi, Weng Guimi, you and my brother After so many years, don’t you still understand your thoughts?” After speaking, he tore the letter paper into pieces, turned around to greet ten Wusun followers, and led them away quietly from the big tent.

"The princess is like this, and Wusun Kunmi can't see it, so what's the use?"

"Hush..."

"I am telling the truth!"

"We are the envoys of the great Han, what are we now?"

"It's all princesses who don't live up to expectations, otherwise how could we..."

Jieyou closed her eyes and listened to the whispers of the servants of the Han family behind her, feeling a sense of grievance in her heart. Up to now, she is the sinner of the big man and the disaster of these people.

"Solution, big man, relying on you as a woman and relatives in exchange for a few days of cleanliness in the Western Regions, you are the great benefactor of the big man's peace for a few days, whether you walk in the big man or the Western Regions, you should raise your head and walk with a smile-- The person who should cry should not be you, but this big man who is incompetent!"

At the edge of the willow on the Baqiao that day, Feng Shi's words suddenly surfaced in his heart.

Jieyou's heart trembled, she took a deep breath suddenly, and a relieved smile slowly rose from the corner of her mouth. She opened her eyes, swept the accompanying maids one by one, and straightened her waist.

In this situation, how could their princess still smile so calmly?

Those few attendants who were whispering hurriedly avoided Jieyou's gaze, feeling a little ashamed inexplicably.

"I am the princess of a big man. If I can't live well, you can't live well either." As he spoke, Jieyou stood up holding the corner of his skirt, raised his jaw slightly, and the brows were even more calm, with a touch of the emperor's family. The pride flowed out from the bottom of the eyes, "If I live well, you will naturally live well. Do you think I should live well, or should I die as an apology?"

"Princess must not commit suicide!" The attendants hurriedly knelt down and bowed.

Jieyou smiled, "Of course I can't commit suicide, because I came here not only to be Kunmi's woman, but also to spread the friendship of my big man to Wusun..."

A corner of the curtain was lifted quietly.

A reassuring smile floated on his pale face, and Feng Shi, who woke up at some point, nodded in relief, his eyes roaming over Jieyou's body with nostalgia.

"I can't enter Chigu City for a while, but it doesn't mean I can't enter Chigu City for the rest of my life. If I die in depression halfway, who else can you count on in this life?" After Jieyou finished speaking, he walked to one of the palace maids. , bent down, and put his own hand on his arm, making the attendant shrink back in fright.

"Your Highness, the slaves dare not..."

"You and I are both big men and people, and we came from thousands of miles away. Here, you and I are relatives." Jieyou said, helped up the palace maid, and said with a smile, "So we all have to live well and wait for the clouds to open A bright day."

After finishing speaking, Jieyou looked around at everyone, smiling like a flower, calm and dignified.

When Jieyou's gaze finally fixed on the raised corner of the curtain, his body trembled slightly, his eye circles were slightly red, and his tearful eyes looked at the pale woman who nodded with a smile, and his fluttering lips called out the name in a low voice. ,"good……"

Feng Shi pulled the curtain out with some difficulty, staggered a little, so Jieyou couldn't help but took a few steps forward, but saw Feng Shi shaking his head slightly, signaling not to be rude, so he had to stop abruptly.

I saw Feng Shi staggering up to Jieyou, knelt down in front of Jieyou suddenly, and kowtowed, "I only wish... only the princess... Kang Ning... Qiantui... Qiantui... Qianqiantui..."

Jieyou was startled, Feng Shi's voice fell, and the other attendants also bowed down one after another.

"Excuse me." Jieyou hurriedly leaned over to help Feng Shi, "You are not feeling well, so you don't need to wait for the gift."

Feng Shi raised his warm eyes to meet Jieyou's concerned eyes, his pale face was full of smiles, and he only said one sentence, "If the princess is happy...then we are happy...the princess is sad...we are also the same sad……"

Don't worry, you've grown up after all.

These words lingered warmly in Feng Shi's heart, she could feel that Jieyou's arms supporting her were no longer so weak, they were enough to support her body when she was weak as a friend.

Jieyou smiled with tears in his eyes, and said with a smile: "Everyone is safe, and my palace is safe. Please stand up without courtesy!"

"Thank you princess for a thousand years!"

Jieyou's fingers tightened, and his fingertips felt the warmth from under Feng Shi's sleeves, and his heart was unprecedentedly peaceful and open.

Feng Shi bent his eyebrows and smiled, like a weak desert sand fox, the affection in his eyes was enough to make Jieyou intoxicated and distressed.

Between heaven and earth, deep in the heart lake of the two, a voice sounded at the same time——

I only hope that sorrows and joys will be on the same journey in this life, and they will be hand in hand for the rest of their lives, and they will never be separated in life and death.

Chapter 10. Winter

In the ancient city of Chi, the night is as quiet as water.

"Is there any movement from Mrs. Right?" Mrs. Zuo summoned spies as usual to ask.

The spy put his right fist on his heart respectfully, and saluted Mrs. Zuo, "Those Han people are bumping into walls everywhere in Xiadu these days. Now, Liu Jieyou can't go on with his pretentious pilgrimage to the Changshengtian."

Madam Zuo nodded in satisfaction, "It's best if they can't survive this winter. They are short of supplies in Xiadu. I think that next year when spring is warm and flowers bloom, their bodies will be dug out in Xiadu grassland."

"Mrs. Zuo is very predictable, but next year Kunmi may propose to the big man again." The spies said worriedly.

Mrs. Zuo shook her head and smiled, "Kun Mi has a son, it's different from before, if he's not in good health, then...he won't have any thoughts of getting married again."

"Madam Zuo means..."

"Go back and continue watching Madam You's every move."

"promise."

Mrs. Zuo watched the spies retreat, squinted her eyes and smiled coldly, bent down and picked up the little Nimi in the wolf skin cradle, "My child, you have to grow up quickly, and you will become a Wusun in the future." Dear Kunmi, mother doesn't have to work so hard anymore."

As if she understood Madam Zuo's words, Xiao Nimi grinned at Madam Zuo, and grabbed a strand of her black hair with her small hand.

Madam Zuo's eyes softened, and she gently closed Xiao Nimi's neckline, "Nimi is good, let my mother pave the way for you in the future."

As the cool breeze came, Mrs. Zuo couldn't help trembling slightly, and smiled involuntarily, "Winter has come so early in Wusun this year." Looking out of the window, she seemed to have seen those lonely Han camps in Xiadu. Gradually covered by heavy snow.

At the same time, Xiadu, Turks Grassland.

The camps were scattered on the snow-stained tundra. The wind and snow became more and more intense at night. The howling wind blew across the roof of the camp, shaking the roof of the camp, as if the roof of the camp might be lifted at any time. like.

Mo Yan braved the wind and snow and broke into Jieyou's camp one step at a time, patted the frost and snow on his shoulders, bowed respectfully to Jieyou, and said anxiously: "Madam You, the wind and snow are coming very quickly tonight, I'm afraid No one can sleep tonight."

Jieyou glanced sideways at Feng Shi who was holding the bamboo slips, "Huh?"

Feng Shi stood up with a smile, and said: "The right general is right, none of us can sleep tonight."

Mo Yan smiled at Feng Shi, "Miss Feng, do you know what I mean?"

Feng Shi nodded slightly, walked to the wooden frame, hugged Jieyou's warm robe, put it on carefully for Jieyou, took out a fur hat, put it on Jieyou's head, and said: "We can go gone."