23
The royal palace guard was largely paralyzed, and Jeremiah had to come forward to deal with it.
Both I and Jeremiah know in my heart:
This is a way out of the mountain.
Paralyzed guards are inseparable from missing tolerance.
And tolerate trouble, nine out of ten is because of me.
And Jeremiah was afraid that in his absence I would be taken away, and would take me away with him.
was rejected:
I can't go.
Can affect the royal palace guard, it means that the tolerance with the palace people have collusion.
Meanwhile, Jeremiah and I don't even know the names of the people who colluded with Liu.
The enemy knows that if you want to catch the people behind the scenes, the best way is to pretend to be in the game, and then find a chance to break the game.
When Jeremiah went away, and I remained in the bedchamber, it was the law of destruction.
This was too risky, and Jeruzen disagreed at first.
My husband, I am your queen, and I ought to share with you.
I comforted him with a good voice: "Don't worry that I will be hurt, I was also a general in Central Plains, and I will not lose my skill."
His eyebrows are still fixed.
Don't worry, I'll go with you.
I said, smoothing his brow.
Before or after amnesia, I want to stay on the prairies, by your side.
Otherwise, I will not use the power of rebirth.
This is why Jeremiah agreed that I should stay.
He left me four guards and a dagger to keep me safe.
The size and feel of the dagger are very suitable, as if it was tailored for me.
Soon after Jeremiah left, the guard outside the bedroom was overthrown.
I put the quilt to sleep before the man came into the hall.
Someone saw me in my sleep, not only didn't lift me, but also helped me to tighten the corner.
With my eyes closed, I wondered if this man was tolerated.
Just a second before I opened my eyes, the man touched my face and sighed:
Ma'am, I miss you.
is the voice of tolerance.
fell with the voice, and with his warm tears.
24
I got up violently and held the dagger hidden in my sleeve to my tolerable throat.
General, your wife is dead.
"I am now Coton, Mrs. Jeruin."
Tolerance without fear, coldness:
"Lady Jesus?"
"After you are born again, you will forget all the things that Jesus has humiliated you, but I will not forget!"
"This scum is not worthy to be your husband!"
Did Jesus really humiliate me?
, I immediately revealed an early predictable look.
"Isn't it true that Jeremiah never told you about two years ago?"
I don't ask, he naturally doesn't tell me, "I keep my mind steady," the rebirth is a new life, and the former matter is irrelevant.
"No, Jesus does not speak because he does not dare to speak!"
Tolerance emotional, fragile neck wiped sharp knife, drawn a bright red bloodline.
"South Smoke, the person you love has always been me"
Three years ago, I, along with hundreds of elite soldiers, was assassinated and taken back to the prairies as a prisoner of war.
"It was you, disguised as a servant of the real Jesus, who lay dormant for a year and found the opportunity to assassinate Jesus, before you saved me and my soldiers."
He said, glancing down at the knife that stood on his neck.
"In those days, you used this knife to penetrate the chest of Jeremiah."
said a lot to me.
Three years ago, I was a female general in the Central Plains, and for the rescue of the guards and their officers, I devoted myself to Jein, and made a humble waiter.
After a year, it seemed that Jeremiah perceived that my purpose was not pure, so he humiliated me publicly and forced me to show my feet.
He said that he would not forget that scene.
"Jeruh has called upon the coarse men of the eighteen army, that you may please him in the presence of the great men."
"If you refuse, you will be detained as a spy"
"In order to save me, you had to ..."
Tolerated to say no more.
He didn't say, and I could guess.
Since it is a humiliation, it is only to let me lay down my dignity and wait for my master, like the most humble waiter.
"So?" and I said, "for what purpose did you tell me this?"
Liang obviously did not expect me to be this reaction.
He thought that I would hate Jeremiah with him.
But I didn't.
After the rebirth, I have no memory of the previous life and no feelings of the former life.
Even when I hear such an angry word, I just think:
The hero of the story has nothing to do with me except for my namesake.
In my heart, there are no scars left by humiliation.
"So, South Smoke, come with me."
Tolerance is not given up because of my coldness.
"Jeruh really does not love you, he married you, in order to take advantage of your memory, play with your feelings, and continue to humiliate you, to pay the revenge of the assassination."
"Then everyone in the Prairies will know that you have assassinated Jeremiah, and the entire Prairie will not tolerate you!"
"Come back to Central Plains with me, I will help you retrieve lost memories, remind you of love, and live a happy life again ..."
Took my hand, but was thrown away by me.
"Forgive me, Jesus does not really love me, do you love me?"
"The steppe does not allow me, will the Central Plains allow me?"
These two things, as long as the answer to one is "yes", I will not choose to reincarnate to the prairies.
Rebirth has already occurred, which shows that all the reasons for me to insist on continuing in the previous life are "no".
There was no positive answer to my question.
He only said:
"I'll give you a happy life and give you my whole life"
"I will make you the most honorable general lady, and no one will dare you."
, your two answers are the reasons why I chose to leave you and be born on the prairies in my previous life.
To hear the words, firm eyes suddenly become bleak.
"No, South smoke, rebirth is a misunderstanding, when you think of everything, I will explain it to you clearly..."
I didn't give a chance to explain, ordering hidden guards everywhere to appear:
Take the cover off!
At the moment of ordering, another person came in from the window.
The man helped the guard to deal with the secret guard, and he was very skillful.
Most importantly, after the man saw me, he had a great expression:
"South Smoke Sister, you forgot to tolerate it, how can you forget me too?"
With the power of the secret guard, he jumped to me and clapped his chest hard.
"I am Xu Ziming, your deputy general, and your favorite little Xu, how can you let the secret guard beat me?"
"I took you back to Central Plains with me for your own good!"
I can see that he is not malicious.
However, out of wariness, I still pointed the knife at him.
"For my good, take me back to the Central Plains ... Xu Ziming, do you think that I have a bad time in the prairies?"
Xu Tzu-ming was wrong and did not speak.
With a blink of an eye, he went astray, and he was struck by a foot of the secret guard.
He concentrated on the moment, and to deal with the secret guard together.
Suddenly, a crowd poured into the bedchamber and interrupted the struggle.
I was a little surprised to see the man standing in front.
"Related?"
repeatedly nods, sign language and lip language are used, indicating:
She saw that the guards were paralyzed and was very worried about me, so she brought the doctor and the guard.
The guards came forward to wear the uniforms of Yuan and Xu Ziming, and to take Yu and Xu Zhiming down.
The doctor came to me and gave me a pulse.
"Canton's body is not greatly affected, because of the monthly events, there will be some weakness of blood, and he will open a prescription to supplement blood ..."
When the doctor said this, the tolerance happened to pass by.
Hear my wedding night to the moon, he swipe, raised the lip corner.
It was like gloating, laughing at the unfortunate Jerusalem couldn't do anything.
felt satisfied again, that nothing would happen to me with Jeremiah.
I didn't ask, I just asked:
"To be a doctor, on the first day of the month?"
The doctor was shocked.
"It is best that after the tenth day, the subject has studied "The Emperor's Health", and it is written that it will take ten days to excrete the blood."
"open a prescription that will get me to the house as soon as possible"
I don't drink, just want to anger the tolerance of small people.
The fruit is not, and when he leaves, the corner of his mouth is almost pulled to the ground.
25
I did not expect that Lian Yu would rescue at such a critical moment.
Although without her, I and the four secret guards can also subdue Yu Zhiming, but it will take some time.
But I still ask Lian Lian, "What do you want to be rewarded for your rescue work?"
didn't want anything.
She refused the gift, and weakly made a request - "Can I call you a sister when no one is?"
This is... What is it?
Some people lack fatherly love, correspondingly, others lack sisterly love?
I didn't know Lian Yu very long, and it was only 20 days, and she had a sisterly feeling for me.
I'm very confused.
Just this request is irrelevant, or the only request of the future wizard, I still agree.
Sister calls to me silently.
There is no intimacy between sisters, but there is a kind of superior and inferior.
I feel strange, but also gently dagger, is a promise.
At this very moment, Jeremiah returned, and even he left with me.
When the two met, Lianji only simply paid tribute, and Jeremiah only accepted it faintly, and the two did not show a special look.
If it had not been for Jeremiah's heart to turn to me, neither would he have been good to Jeremiah.
I almost suspected that this sister was trying to work with me.
26
Jesus did not return empty-handed.
He brought the box, and the box was full of chicken soup, all of which were medicines to fill the blood.
Maybe it is because of the martial arts, my body is very good, and the moon will not be different.
But Jeremiah still took this matter to heart.
He will not give me a trace of love because I do not hurt.
I drink chicken soup, my heart warms.
At the end of the bowl, jerusalem served me the next bowl.
When he leaned over to serve the soup, the collar that fell faintly revealed a winding wound.
My heart is heavy.
If it is as you say, I killed Jeremiah two years ago.
The true mouth of Jeru should leave its mark.
My husband, I am full.
I took his hand and indicated that he no longer needed to serve the soup.
"Could you take your shirt off?"
The Jew is really stunned.
A face can be blushing.
"Lady, the moon... uncomfortable"
I said, "I didn't mean that!"
Jeremiah faded his last coat, exposing his upper body to the air.
Along with the scar of the heart, like some kind of ugly monster with teeth and claws.
"It must hurt?"
It hurts when I look at it, not to mention the fact that the knife has been struck by the real Yalu.
No matter how decisive I was in the time of the rebirth, when I assassinated Jeremiah.
After the rebirth, I was genuinely distressed by his wound.
What bothers me more is:
Jeruh nearly died by my sword, but he could accept me unconditionally two years later.
This feeling of his is a height I can't reach.
And Jeremiah was so frightened with God, that he wiped the tears from my face, and said with ease:
It doesn't hurt any more.
"After all, being in a high position can't be injured ..."
I interrupted his stubbornness with just one sentence:
But this is the wound I left behind.
The worst injury on the body is left by the pillow man, how can it not hurt?
"You told me a lot of things about two years ago"
The Jew was really stiff.
The hand that wiped my tears first stopped, and then withdrew, as if afraid that I would reject him.
He and the young man both felt:
The thing that humiliated me was a obstacle that could not be crossed.
They were even certain that when I learned the truth, I would abandon Jeremiah.
Thus, Jeremiah closed his eyes like a prisoner on trial.
"Do you know all this?"
Well, three years ago I was disguised as a waiter, two years ago you humiliated me, and soon afterwards I carried out the assassination ... including the details.
The air is solidified at the moment.
"Sannan Smoke"
It is very rare for Jeremiah to call me by my full name.
If you want to go, I'll send you away, but before that, I want to ask you...
The voice of Jesus is trembling:
"What can I do to keep you?"
Since the day he was born on the prairies, he has been worried about this problem all the time.
A hug that is not willing to be loose, a prayer that is carefully restrained ...
All behavior points to the same concern my departure.
I never knew how to deal with his concerns.
Until this moment, I took a step towards him.
You don't have to do anything special, you just be yourself, I won't leave you now because of the things in the past.
I lifted up the face of Jeremiah, and made up for the kiss interrupted by the toleration.
"Jerusalem, treat me like a brand new Sonam smoke, let's do it all over again"
Jeri really nodded with tears.
27
As there was no evidence that the toleration was related to the loss of the king's palace, it was not enough to convict, and the prairie could only let people go.
The next day, a group of people set off for Beijing.
In accordance with the rules, before guests leave, they need to see Khan and Kodon.
Take advantage of this opportunity to say to me in official language:
When you remember everything, I'll take you home myself.
I didn't pick up the conversation, and let Jeroux do the same.
In my opinion, tolerance is a madman living in his own world.
Do something that moves you, and say something that you think is deeply affectionate.
In contrast, the Xu Ziming next door is a lot cute.
Xu Ziming said: "South Smoke Sister, wherever you are good, happiness is good."
Until the guests left the hall, Xu Zhiming was reluctant to return.
"South Smoke Sister, must not suffer, to be happy!"
I can't laugh, nod okay.
Xu Ziming was reassured to leave.
After the departure of the company, I and Jeremiah lived a day of uninterrupted affection.
Jeremiah is still very insecure, always relying on embracing to confirm my existence again and again.
Perhaps remembering what he had said before his departure, Jeremiah suddenly asked me as he held me in his arms:
"South Smoke, if you really think of everything, can we still be like this now?"
"You will not hate me then, will you not abandon me?"
I embraced Jeremiah, and put a kiss on his lips.
"Recovering memories is not about losing them again"
More memories do not affect me love you, I will still hug you, kiss you, miss you, and miss you as I do now.
The next day after saying this, Lian Lian came to me with a tonic.
She wrote on the paper:
This is a prescription for too much medicine, I took it on the way.
At that time, Jeremiah was also present.
He saw the tonic and thought I was sick and tense.
I was wondering, "I'm not sick, what is this prescription?"
Added a line on the paper:
is prescribed at your request, so that you can prescribe the medicine as soon as possible.
That's what I do for my face, how can I take it seriously?!
The letter was very large, and Jeremiah saw it too.
He was blushing, a serious man:
"South smoke, this matter you find me, more useful than looking for a doctor"
"No, you misunderstand me, I never thought of this!"
I defied intimacy to the point that it was a little discouraging.
He pushed the tonic and motioned to take it away.
also wrote: This tonic is made of precious medicines, and Khan can also drink it, which is very beneficial to the body.
Jeremiah tried to hide the loss of his eyes:
"Canton does not need, nor does the king need to drink"
even nodded, a "I understand" look, put the tonic back on the tray, ready to take away.
"Wait!"
I mustered the courage to stop the lian.
"You go first, leave the medicine"
even put down the tray, than marked a "early son" sign language left.
It is only I and Jeremiah who are blinded with small eyes.
This ambiguous and awkward atmosphere makes me uncomfortable.
husband, we... do one? said that, my toes are buckling the ground.
Ma'am, I can't drink either.
He smelled the bitterness in the tonic, as if he didn't want me to suffer alone, so he changed his mouth:
"Since Madame mentioned it, then I will ... accompany one?"
A large bowl of tonic medicine was divided into two small bowls, and Jesus finished one bowl first.
I asked him how he felt when he drank it.
He reacted for a moment: "No special feeling, a slight heat from head to foot, very comfortable."
I'll finish the bowl.
This medicine is really helpful.
The moment the bowl is put down, a warm current surges all over the body and goes straight to the spirit cover.
made me dizzy.
The doctor said that the more depleted people drink tonic medicine, the easier it is to get dizzy.
I didn't want to admit that I was more than real, so I yawned like this:
"I'm sleepy, I'll go to sleep first"
Then wash at the fastest speed and fall down on the bed.
When he closed his eyes, he heard the doubtful voice of Jesus:
"Why are you sleepy?"
"The lady does not think that after drinking the tonic, the whole body seems to have unfinished strength?"
He groaned for a moment, gently touched me: "I will go to practice martial arts first, then come back to accompany you."
The same tonic, I drank hate to sleep to death, Jeru actually drank can still practice martial arts?
His body is made of iron, right?
When Jeremiah returned, I was asleep.
In the haze, I smelled the fresh water after he was bathed, and he took me into his arms.
This simple hug, like a fire, ignites the leads in my mind.
In the fire, there are some scenes that I have never seen -
28
I fell into the fire, and when I opened my eyes again, I saw that Jeremiah was sitting high on the earth, and that I was standing low at his feet.
Cigarettes, you say you love me, but you never act on it.
"It is hard not to be doubted whether you are a waiter or a spy..."
It is true that Jeremiah looks at me relentlessly, and his words are full of contempt.
"If you really love me, prove it in front of everybody."
He said, and suggestively dialed his belt and indicated that I should serve him.
Immediately behind him came an unwanted laugh.
I look back, and a dozen big men are waiting to watch the show.
And behind the great man was the toleration of the man who fell to the ground and Xu Ziming.
When I saw the tolerance, I had a very complicated emotion in my heart:
Love.
I'm in love with tolerance.
Xu Ziming, as soon as I saw it, it should be my best friend.
My lover and my friend were forced to open their eyes to see me pleasing Jeremiah without dignity.
Such humiliation is suffocating.
I want to run away.
But my words and deeds are not under my control.
Like a string puppet, I do things against my heart and say things against it:
Cigarettes must make Khan comfortable.
In my head, a voice tells me:
If I don't do this, Yuan and Xu will die.
Those prisoners of war imprisoned in the Prairies, hundreds of my elite soldiers, will also be killed.
I am a general.
is a female general disguised as a waiter.
What is in front of you is not a fantasy, but what really happened two years ago.
The moment the sound stopped, I had ripped off my shoulder and exposed my entire back to the public.
The laughter of the great men grew stronger and stronger, but I ignored it, untied the clothes of the real Jeru, and took the initiative to post him.
I smiled kindly, like a lowly waiter, pleading to Jesus to reward myself.
I do all this with the urge to vomit, but I can't control the tears that come out.
Tears trickle down to the chest, and it is like the first awakening of a dream.
He took my coat, covered me, and kept me in his arms.
Smoke, smoke, don't cry.
He was incoherent, and when he looked at me, he was a little distressed.
Khan, I wasn't crying, I was... Weeping with joy.
"Being able to serve Khan, smoking with delight"
I laughed and wept, and trembled and leaned over, and with my mouth I untied the belt of Jeroux.
"Look, the lady is crying --" Someone applauded.
Someone whistles: "What a motherfucker!"
Jesus lifted his feet over the table in front of him.
"Get out to the king!"
And Jeremiah wrapped me firmly in a broad cloak.
"Smoke, I'm sorry..."
He kept apologizing and I kept crying.
Being humiliated in front of your sweetheart feels like being pushed into mud or thrown into an oil pot.
Disgusting and extremely unpleasant.
After two days, I thrust my dagger into Jeremiah's chest.
At that time, Jeremiah took me in his arms and comforted me, and took the sword without warning.
But not only did he resist, he also took my hand and helped me to stab the dagger deeper.
He broke his lip with pain, and his breath trembled, but he said to me gently:
Smoke, you have to stab me so deeply to hurt me badly.
"It is at least to this extent that I cannot prevent you from rescuing prisoners of war and fleeing back to Central Plains."
And Jesus knew it all.
He knows that I am the Central Plains woman who is lurking around him.
also knew that I stayed with him as a waiter, without affection, only to rescue prisoners of war.
"The prisoner of war, the one you like?"
even knows that my relationship with tolerance is extraordinary.
I did not answer, nor was he annoyed, but went on saying:
"After returning to the Central Plains, you...should you live happily with Liu Yuan?"
And he said, He will send me a parting gift.
Cigarettes, that's the name you used when you served me, and the last time I called you that.
"I promise you, after you leave, no one in the entire prairie will know that you were a waiter smoker, and you are still a tobacco girl."
You have freed prisoners of war, you are an admirable hero, you will spend your life in the light.
And it was with a heavy cough that the eyes became loose, but still they propped their heads, and kissed my hand with the handle of the knife.
I was burned back in my hand.
Jeremiah lost his support and slammed into the stone pillar on his back, spitting out a large pool of blood.
He covered his wound, exerted all his strength, and uttered the last sentence:
South smoke, do what you want to do, go to the light.
Fled outside the temple, the sun was shining, and I was dizzy.
The ghost sent the gods, and I turned back and looked far away at Jeremiah.
He sat in the corner of the wall with his chest covered, covered by dark shadows, cold and clear, so that people could not see his expression.
But it was as if I could see through the darkness that he was smiling at my back.
29
The fire shook, and kept burning forward, and the scene changed with it.
After the assassination of Jeremiah, I delivered the toler and the officers, and fled with them to the Central Plains.
After returning to Beijing, the emperor discussed the merits and rewards, and the news of my disguised service to rescue prisoners of war spread throughout Beijing.
Just, except that the rescued soldiers regarded me as a rescuer, most people's assessment of me was that I was cheap.
A cheap embryo that earns military merit by selling his body.
What is more surprising to me is that the deepest slanderers are all women like me.
Thirty ladies and ladies of the capital, jointly signed a letter, asking the emperor to remove my official post and withdraw my reward.
The reason is that I do not keep female morality, moral unworthiness, and do what makes the women of the whole Beijing city humiliated.
They can accommodate their husbands, but they can't tolerate me rescuing prisoners of war in disguise.
They criticize me with the most rotten tongue.
said that I was dirty, not even the whore in the fireworks alley.
Which man spread me, is unfortunate for eight lifetimes.
For a while, I remembered that when I left the prairies, Jeremiah had told me sincerely:
"You have freed the captives, and you are an admirable hero."
Am I really a hero?
Why is everyone calling me a bitch?
When I was removed from my official post and was deeply hit, Liu Yu married me according to the marriage contract, and took the initiative to be the man who had been "unlucky for eight lifetimes".
I thought you were under pressure to marry me because you loved me.
Until after marriage, no matter how I take the initiative to show goodwill, I can only get tolerable dislike and snubbing.
Once, to allow drunkenness, I helped to wipe the dirt on the clothes, by him pushed away.
Don't serve me like Jeroiah really served me.
I'm dirty.
I was upset.
At that moment, I realized that letting you marry me was not out of love, but out of grace.
I saved his life, and he repaid me.
Still, I try to play the role of a good wife as nothing happens.
Until that day, when I returned home with new love, I realized that I could no longer deceive myself.
After the death of the old general, I was unaccompanied in the capital, and all my friends were related to tolerance.
As soon as I step out of the capital, there will be people to report to the public, and even rumors that I will rush to serve other men as a waiter.
Every now and then, an angry tolerance will drag me back to the General House.
My heart was disheartened, and at last I couldn't hold it, and I began to read the letter that Jeremiah had written to me.
In one of the letters, Jeremiah said that he should not have been affectionate with me.
After all, he is opposed to my identity, and he is a sworn enemy to each other, even if he has feelings, he must be suppressed.
When he saw that I was humiliated to tears, his heart was like a knife.
At that moment, he knew that he was completely trapped.
It would be good if his acquaintance with me could have begun on a quiet afternoon rather than a battle that had to be won or lost.
Later, I used the power of reincarnation to come to the prairies, really in a peaceful afternoon, and Jesus meet again.
recalls that this stopped.
The wire burns here, and it's over.
But the fire was not extinguished, but it burned more and more, and wrapped my whole body in flames.
I was hot and sweaty, and was dried by the fire, and repeatedly, I gradually collapsed and couldn't open my eyes.
Until a cold envelops me, and a distant voice wakes me up:
"South Smoke"
I finally opened my eyes.
The quilt was lifted up, and the cool breeze came, and I was still in the arms of Jeremiah.
Why are you sweating so much?' and Jesus took the cloth to wipe it for me.
Such a gentle movement, I just feel nauseous.
The scene is full of Jerouxi humiliating me, for a time, I can not distinguish the past and the present.
Don't touch me!
And I pushed away Jeremiah, and ran to the copper basin, dry and vomiting.
When Jeremiah handed me a cup of tea for my mouthwash, he only met me with the cloth, and I subconsciously avoided it.
He seemed to realize what was going on, backed off, and stepped back behind me.
I don't want that either.
As soon as Jesus was touched, the body reacted subconsciously.
wanted to run away.
wanted to throw up.
30 and
After the washing was done, Jeruh asked me:
"Have you recovered your memory?"
My fear and resistance were almost written on my face, and he naturally noticed.
I didn't say anything, which is the default.
I did not look back at him, nor did he look forward to me.
The atmosphere was deadlocked, and in the huge bedroom, only our two breaths were left.
I sort out the clues in my dreams, push out the reasons for my own recovery, and try to divert the conversation:
"To tolerate the same party in the prairies, is a joint party"
Lianzhang is the new love of tolerance, and I and Yalugen have been looking for tolerance!
This bowl of tonics is also brought by Lianji.
I don't know what she did, the same bowl of tonic medicine, Jesus really drank it, but I drank it will restore my memory.
Because of this, I have no evidence to prove that Lian Yu is a tolerable party.
Without evidence it is not possible to take the person.
"South Smoke, Sorry"
Jeremiah really didn't discuss it with me.
He felt himself to be more sinful than Lianji.
Or rather, he is the culprit for everything.
As a result, his guilt nearly collapsed.
"It's my fault. I took my own moon out of the ditch"
"I don't ask for your forgiveness, I won't stop your decision, just, can I accompany you to the last night?"
"I don't touch you, nor come near you, just look at you far away."
"South Smoke, can you ... make my dreams wake up slower?"
I could not help turning back.
The man in front of him was red-eyed and standing at a loss.
The cup that was not handed was crushed by his bare hand, and the fragments broke into the palm of his hand and fell full of blood.
It was as if he didn't feel the pain and was waiting for my response.
I want to see his injury.
When I got near him, the feeling of humiliation was like a mountain, and I couldn't breathe.
Go and patch the wound first.
And Jesus was looking at me, and did not move.
I saw fear in his eyes.
He had seen me appear out of thin air and feared that I would disappear.
Afraid to turn around and never see me again.
Therefore, he did not move until he received an exact answer from me.
I read his sentiments and responded:
I'll be with you tonight.
He was willing to turn around and go to the doctor to treat the wound.
thought and added:
I'll spend countless days and nights with you.
Jeremiah turns back with an unbelievable expression.
He seemed to digest what I had said, stumbling to ask:
"You're not leaving?"
I focus on the head: "no, I am waiting for you here, hurry back."
After a while, Jeremiah returned again, with his left hand wrapped in gazza, and a pair of cuffs on his right hand, his expression unknown.
A ring of metal collides, making a dull sound.
I just listened, and I was scared.
Why did Jesus bring the cuffs back?
He doesn't believe me, thinks I'll escape, and intends to imprison me here?
31
Just as I was making a lot of guesses, Jeremiah cuffed himself.
He cuffed himself to a slender table, slendered his fingertips, and threw the key of the shackles into my arms.
What does this mean?
I took the key and was puzzled.
"South smoke, you rest assured to sleep, wake up and give me untied"
He shook the locked right hand.
No matter how hard it is, it is impossible to move the large wooden table.
You see, I can't move like this, nor can I touch you while you're asleep...
"So, South Smoke, can't you drive me away?"
He pleaded, "Let me stay in the same room with you."
"I'm sure you won't go, but I can't see you, and I'm so scared, I always think you'll disappear."
Therefore, he would rather lock himself in exchange for a chance to stay with me.
is funny.
But I not only can't laugh, I'm also very sad.
"Can you unlock it yourself?"
Jeremiah really moved his left hand, and although he wrapped it, his fingers were still flexible: "You can"
I threw the key back to him.
"Removing"
After unlocking, Jeremiah remained in place.
On the ground next to the bed, I made two beds of thick quilts: "Lay here."
The ground and bed have a certain height.
No matter how Jesus turns over, he will not be able to touch me.
And this distance is also just within my tolerance.
We both lay down, but we couldn't sleep.
"Jerusalem"
What's the matter? is it uncomfortable?I'll move away from you...
He was about to be removed, and I stopped him in time:
Put it down, don't move
I sighed: "I was trying to say, don't treat yourself like this any more, cuff yourself, and stop treating yourself like a human being ..."
"My husband of southern smoke will not be reduced to this"
The heavy-hearted Jeremiah of the night, after hearing this sentence, finally relaxed.
"okay"
"I'm lucky to be the husband of Sonam Smoke"
32 and
Indeed, I and Jeremiah are a couple, a loving couple.
I can't keep him sleeping on the floor, nor can I keep away from him because of his heart disease.
previous life, I married for two years, I have been close again and again, have been allowed to push back again.
I know how painful this feels, and I don't want Jesus to repeat my mistake.
So I actively went to the doctor.
Too doctor, I have a friend, she used to... then... the result is not with her husband.
I appealed to the etheric physician for the cause of the heart disease and asked him if there was a cure.
too healed the beard: "Can let the husband of the friend of Coton, also experience the same pain, two roles exchange ..."
"No!" I interrupted, "She is already suffering enough, how can she let her husband suffer too?"
The doctor was very confused: "Coton, is that not your friend's husband?What are you mad at?"
"Because both of them are my friends," the risk was almost revealed.
The doctor said that at present, there is recorded that there is only one way to cure this kind of heart disease, and there is no other way to be unwilling.
I waved, motioned for the doctor to stand down, and charged:
"If someone asks you the same question, no matter who the person is, even Khan, do not tell him this method!"
If Jeremiah had known, he would certainly have tried recklessly.
"Sir, obey the orders of Kodon"
too full mouth promise.
Within two days, he revealed this law to Jeremiah.
Jesus offered to help me with the treatment.
But I did not want to force him to taste my humiliation again, and refused.
After a month, the symptoms of my rejection of Yala really got worse.
At first they could not touch Jeremiah, but later they would be uncomfortable when they saw Jeremiah and heard his name.
for a long time, inevitably can not eat, people have lost a circle.
And Jesus saw that I was growing weak, and hated to take my place.
One day, in the name of playing, he took me to a partial hall.
The furnishings in the hall are the same as two years ago.
Especially the wide chair in the middle, which is very familiar.
It was on this chair that Jeremiah sat, forcing me to serve him in public.
"South smoke, come over," Jerue really patted the chair, motioning me to sit up, "let's try...
I shake my head.
The humiliation of the past poured into my heart, and the hand hidden in my sleeve could not stop shaking.
No, we don't have to do this, we can find other ways to treat it.
Not wanting Jeremiah to go through my humiliation was one of the reasons why I refused to be healed.
Another reason is myself.
myself, do not want to repeat the humiliation of the year.
"If I can't find it, I can continue to endure..."
However, the voice is still falling, and I help the wall to dry violently.
can't spit anything, he shudders, cold sweat flows, and even his stomach hurts.
It was incredibly difficult for me to take pain-relieving medicine.
Throughout the whole process, Jeremiah could only watch, and could not do anything.
Just because he is the source of my heart disease, his closeness will only make me more uncomfortable.
"South Smoke, I'd rather leave than make you suffer"
Jeremiah was determined to say:
"If you don't want to be healed, I'll leave now, and I won't be in front of you ever again."
"If you will give me a chance to stay, then take this chair, and I will do everything I can to cure you."
Naturally, I could not bear to see Jeroux go away.
So I took a deep breath and sat down in that nightmarish wide chair.
"Jerusalem, let's get started."
33 and
With my consent, Jeremiah began the ridiculous drama of the role-swap.
First he turned and raised his hand to the open door:
"Come out"
The moment the speech fell, a dozen men entered the hall.
were the great men who witnessed me pleasing Jesus.
They wore the same clothes, but the clothes inside were different.
It is that each of these years has made his own way out, and he has been urgently called back by Jeremiah to act.
In addition to no tolerance and Xu Ziming, today's situation is exactly the same as that year.
Jeremiah explains his approach:
"The more the scene is restored, the better the therapeutic effect."
Soon, Jeremiah ordered the men at the door:
"Smiling"
No one dared to speak.
"Everyone laughs to this king, two years ago, how to laugh now!"
Under the deterrence of Jeremiah, a bold man laughed the first time.
The rest embraced, but all sounded reluctant.
laughter, mixed with a knee touching the suffocation.
And Jeremiah knelt before me, and untied his upper part of his clothing, and learned how I pleased him, and pleased me.
Unlike then, he didn't touch my clothes.
He kept me absolutely decent in front of the crowd, and he only trampled on himself.
Khan, at the moment like a beautiful waiter's daughter-in-law.
At the same time, he was brought up as a prisoner.
The iron man was the best brother of Jeremiah.
He plays the role of the year and Xu Ziming, hard to open his eyes, watching Yalu please me.
I didn't think Yale would actually make this step.
not only found the men of the year, but also persuaded Yan iron to accompany him to play.
"Jerusalem, are you crazy?"
I stopped his movements: "The iron is your brother, but also your subordinate, how can you let him see your face?"
Jesus ignored my resistance and continued to imitate the movements I had done two years earlier.
Careful to a look, a drop of tears.
This is a very absurd situation.
And for the sake of my healing, Jeremiah was willing to create such an absurd scene.
Maybe love is absurd.
Therefore I will endure the pain and stay by the side of Jeroiah.
And it is true that Jesus, in spite of the eyes of all men, will finish his play and take away my pain.
At this moment, the humiliation and stubbornness that I am depressed in my heart are all crushed by a higher level of emotion.
If you say, to use his indifference, let me feel like a dirty thing.
And Jeremiah told me by deeds:
I am a treasure that he will guard throughout his life.
He will go to the fire for me, even break himself, and then piece together a new self according to the appearance I want.
Before I met Jeremiah, I never imagined that someone could leave such a heavy mark in my heart.
Someone can bring my disappointing love to such a sacred height.
Physical discomfort is being removed a little bit.
"Jerusalem, stop it!"
I took the robe, and covered Jeremiah, and put him firmly in my arms.
I'm all right.
And Jesus finally dared to embrace me with open arms.
The crowds dispersed, and we embraced each other in the halls of no one, sometimes crying, sometimes laughing.
Like the two most ridiculous crazy people in the world.
34 and
After the play was over, I asked Jeremiah:
"The others who are acting together do not dare to talk about you, and then finish with iron?"
"After seeing everything, will you not accept this Khan?"
Jeri really shakes his head.
I told iron that the purpose of the play was to cure you, and he immediately agreed.
"He rarely did not laugh at me, saying that I would do this step for you, is a man."
He also said that a brave woman like you deserves to be treated well.
Iron iron does not need to please Jeremiah; what he says is from his heart.
The Prairies are very different from the Central Plains.
I have been criticized for disguising as a waiter and rescuing prisoners of war.
From the viewpoint of the Prairies, this is bravery and glory.
35 and
From the time I recovered my memory and had a heart attack, to the time when I was cured, I did not even appear in the public eye again.
She claims to be closed and devoted to the practice of witchcraft.
All I had to do was ask the old wizard if there was any witchcraft that could restore memories.
The old wizard told me that the whole wizarding faction was only studying this kind of witchcraft, and only she knew how to give it.
Moreover, this type of sorcery is rarely exerted without trace.
Even if I knew that the practitioner was a lian, as long as she resisted death, I could not sin against her.
Besides being careful, I could hardly take her.
However, Lian Lian also seems to be afraid that I will find trouble with her after recovering my memory, and I have been closed.
Just when I thought I could breathe, there was a new move on the front.
, the leader of the troops, made frequent trouble at the junction of the prairies and the Central Plains, and delivered word to Jeremiah through front-line spies:
Within three days, he handed over the Sanan smoke and immediately withdrew his troops.
If he does not deliver, he will bring troops to attack the prairies.
This news reminds me of what you said to me before you left the prairies - "When you remember everything, I will personally take you home."
Tolerance is far away in the Central Plains, how do you know that I recover my memory?
How to pinch the time to get the military power, and send troops to the prairies?
can only rely on his colleagues, jointly, secretly, and give him information.
Tolerance and connection, these two people, must be a net.
I had intended to discuss this matter with Jeremiah, but I found that he had already given his token of war.
first wrote two large "war book" questions, and then wrote three words of normal size:
See the battlefield.
thought about it, and in the remaining space at the end, squeezed to make up a small word:
"Fools looking for a fight"
When I saw that he was busy, I also took up paper and pencil to write.
I had only just started writing when Jesus was writing.
He asked me what I was writing.
Letter to Central Plains
The reply is too gentle, even with a peaceful meaning, compared to the war letter.
This greatly changed the face of Jeru.
"Reply?! South smoke, you want to hand yourself over?"
Jeremiah handed the newly-written war letter to his men, allowing it to pass to the front line.
moves fast, afraid that my peace letter will go out before his war letter.
"South smoke, you don't have to worry about winning or losing, I can play too well; nor do you have to fear the casualties, I will try my best to control the battle."
"And besides, did you not say that you would always be with me in the future, why should you write a letter back and hand yourself over?"
Jeremiah was so alarmed that I couldn't get in.
After he had finished, I said, "A letter is not a tolerable letter."
"Who is that?"
"Xu Tzu Ming"
will use the eye to get information, and use the hands of others to lay out, not only tolerance.
Me too.
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Three days later, I met you on the battlefield.
I grew up with Yuan and lived as a husband and wife for two years.
We also made an oath in front of the old general's bed:
No matter what happens, we will never kill each other and watch each other die in front of ourselves.
So I never thought to turn against the sword of tolerance.
Tolerance generally thinks so too.
So, when he saw me in my costume on the battlefield, he didn't think I was fighting him, but thought:
I gave myself up.
Liang Jing handed the long sword to Xu Ziming beside him, and carefully wiped his hands before reaching out to me.
South smoke, come on, let's go home.
He saw me, like he saw some kind of hope.
"Come back to Beijing with me, I will immediately withdraw the army, after returning, what do you want, I give you, okay?"
I did not move, but spoke with great disgust:
, you really disappoint me.
"I thought you were a bad husband, but at least you could be a good general, but what did you do?"
"For your own selfish desire to wage war, so that those brothers who have accompanied you to birth and death, will shed blood and die for you!"
Tolerance is not ashamed of this.
"South smoke, what are you doing? Come on, we should go home..."
He frowns, and is only dissatisfied with my grinding.
"If you don't come over by yourself, I'll tie you up."
I shake my head and draw my sword to my face.
Laughing lips, eyes are full of crazy color.
Since you have to use force, you can't blame me.
He raised his hand and gave orders:
"Kill me, soldiers, and leave no one alive but the smoke of Sonam!"
Then you shall take your long sword from Xu Ziming.
Xu Ziming, however, carried the sword behind him, and led hundreds of elite soldiers to surround him.
General, stop it, don't make a mistake.
You and I have all seen it, and Sonan Smoke shines brightly on the wedding ceremony, and is like two people with the bitter-faced woman in the general residence.
"Why are you going to start a war to destroy her?"
Deputy will take the lead and surround the general, and the soldiers opposite will not know what to do for a while.
and the tolerance is staring at the eyes, showing an incredible expression.
"Xu Zi-ming, what are you doing, you want to rebel?"
Xu Ziming quite unbearably opened his mouth:
"I am guiding you back to the right path, General, it is still time to withdraw troops, after returning to Beijing, I will say more good things for you ..."
But before his voice was heard, he was punched in the face.
Xu, you are my most trusted deputy general, but you took the lead in betraying me!
looked at the other soldiers who were blocking him.
These people, including him and Xu, were prisoners of war who I rescued from the prairies two years ago.
Let it be.
"Are you joining forces with Sonan Smoke to betray me?"
Thought I couldn't do it without you guys?
, laughing very much, turned and ordered the other soldiers:
"Give me the rest, and I will reward those who kill, and those who disobey military orders will be severely punished!"
Xu Zhiming, with a purple face, shouted:
"Do not go! the holy decree of armistice is coming!"
To make fun of a holy decree is to be beheaded.
Xu Zi-ming spent many years in the army, will not understand this truth
Therefore, there are thousands of armies in the Central Plains, and no one dares to move.
"holy decree?", laughing in a whisper, "What are you talking about, Xu Zi-ming? I was sent to the army to get permission from the holy one?"
Xu Zhiming suddenly raised his voice:
"Tolerance, you must understand that the approval granted to you by the party of unrest is completely different from the holy decree issued by the emperor to awaken the good minister!"
A cold whistle.
He saw that his men did not dare to cut themselves, so he wanted to propel the siege by brute force.
At this moment, the horseshoe sound is far and near.
A flood of "holy decrees", cut off the last trace of delusion.
37, and
That is the holy decree of the armistice, and it is also the result of my joint efforts with Xu Zhiming.
As early as the end of the wedding ceremony, on the first day of the Central Plains guests returning to Beijing, Xu Ziming sent me a letter through the caravans traveling between the two countries.
started out as a simple routine, and later, he told me:
After I attended my wedding ceremony, my temperament changed greatly.
After returning to Beijing, he began to mix with the rioting party and blinded the holiness.
To tolerate the power of the sky, to the status of Xu Ziming, simply discourage tolerance.
He didn't know what to do, so he asked my opinion.
When I received this letter, I had not yet recovered my memory, and I wrote back to Xu Ziming only by instinct:
If you do not persuade him, strengthen yourself.
He makes friends with the party of unrest, and you make friends with your loyal subjects.
He is blinded to the holy, and thou shalt be the eye of the holiness.
If you can't get him back on the right path, then you are on the straight path.
I am not saying this to put you in opposition to tolerance.
Just thinking, if one day, tolerate being judged by justice.
As a person on the right path, at least you can participate in the trial and strive for a good ending for tolerance.
After this reply, Xu Ziming never wrote to me again.
Until I recovered my memory, I received Xu's letter again.
"South Smoke Sister, whether in the Central Plains or the Prairies, you can always wake me up with a word."
Xu Ziming received that letter, has been strong themselves, acquaintances with good ministers, but tolerance in the power more and more deep.
Xu Ziming also started from this letter, and joined hands with me to lay out the layout, trying to pull the wing back to the right path.
Xu Ziming actually gave a lot of opportunities.
Until the moment he went to the battlefield, he was still advising Leung to withdraw his troops in an attempt to alleviate Leung's crime.
Unfortunately, not a single opportunity was seized.
"Tolerated, colluding with the rioting party, bullying, hiding, unauthorized soldiers, immediately removed from office, escorted back to Beijing, handed over to the Ministry of Criminal Affairs for interrogation, and admire this!"
As soon as the officials who read the holy decree fell, the tolerance was taken down.
But it's not over.
"Tolerance breaks the peace between the Central Plains and the Prairies, and treats the king's Kodon as a general transaction of goods ..."
And Jeremiah came from the rear, and with a wicked spirit: "This breath the king cannot swallow."
The official who delivered the decree of the holiness was overwhelmed.
"What, then, does Khan think, ought to be done with toleration?"
To give the throne to this king, Jeruh really twisted his wrist, as if he wanted to make a throat to get rid of the anger.
"But the holy one still has to interrogate tolerance..." The official is very difficult, it seems, he must take alive to return to Beijing.
Jesus turns the tide:
"On the fifteenth day, the king only needs to lend his toleration for the fifth day, and after the 15th day he will give his order to the emperor to dispose of it."
Jeremiah offered concessions, and the officials were not good enough to refuse again, only to nod in agreement.
After all, this matter is ultimately wrong in the Central Plains.
Successfully obtained the temporary power of the fifteenth day of tolerance, and Jeremiah turned back and looked at me with a smile.
Xu Ziming's anti-water tolerance measure was pre-planned, and Yalu Zhen was angry and borrowed it, but it was also arranged in advance.
The former is for the purpose of subduing tolerance, while the latter is to subdue joints.
can stay hidden until she becomes the next great wizard, and then I won't be able to take her.
So I could only use tolerance as bait to draw the snake out of the hole.
38, and
On the day of my return to the king's city, I and Jeremiah were seated in a comfortable carriage.
, however, was imprisoned in a prison car at the rear.
When he arrived at the king's city, he was taken into prison, and I went down to see him.
The tolerance in the prison is full of dust, and the hands and feet are handcuffed out of purple and bruised blood, no longer like the previous mood.
Seeing me appear, the tolerance rose, and the cuffs made a heavy collision.
"South Smoke, are you here to rescue me?"
Maybe he was unconscious, and at the first glance of seeing me, he asked the same question as two years ago.
Two years ago, after I had killed Jeremiah, without wiping the blood from my hands, I went into prison to rescue him and his men.
Then he ripped off his prisoner's clothing and wiped bit by bit the blood from my hands.
I thought that tolerance also loved me as I loved him.
But everything afterwards, let me understand, no.
The people who love me won't make me so miserable.
Not that I am plain, "on the contrary, it is I who have sent Jerouxin to keep you here."
"Why?" his eyes are full of confusion.
The walls had ears, and I did not tell Toler that he was the bait I used to lure the couples.
instead moved the words of Xu Ziming to provoke anger:
"I want you to see how happy I am with Jeremiah, and I am like two people in the General House."
"I want you to know what a truly happy and happy life is like; when you see a death heart, I will have you sent back to Beijing."
Say, I put my hand behind my back.
Jeremiah came out of the darkness very cooperatively and took hold of my hand firmly.
Surprisingly, the tolerance was not angry this time.
instead looked at me and laughed:
"Well, before I am put to death by the holiness, I will take a good look at you."
To allow the light of the afterglow to look at Jeruhen, and add a sentence:
"Look at my lady, Sonam Smoke"
It is unimaginable that tolerance has become so miserable, and it is not unlikely to provocate Jeremiah.
And jerusalem endured with anger for the sake of his life, but he was still advancing.
I couldn't see it, so I fought back:
"Your wife is dead."
I said without expression the memory of the lifetime:
He died on the fifth day of April, the day you were married two years ago.
's face is pale.
As for me... I'm just a man who was secretly plotted to get your dead wife's memory...
"So please, don't call me Madame, you should call me Codon, if you can't, call my name."
"If you really miss your dead wife, dig out the coffin of your late wife and see her body with your own eyes ..."
"enough, southern smoke," the hoarse voice stopped me, "don't say it.
He got up and looked at me with a bleak mule, as if he wanted to see my face clearly.
The candle in the prison is too weak for his eyes to catch light.
He said, "South smoke, it's too dark in prison, I want to get out."
Don't worry I'll run, just let me go alone with you in cuffs.
"Otherwise..."I am afraid that I will not be able to hold on to the day of returning to Beijing.
The tolerance seems to know that his life is useful, and he has always threatened his life.
I was going to ask Jesus for his opinion.
If he will allow me to be alone, I will go.
If you are angry and disagree, then I...
"Go on," Jeri truly forgives me.
He handed me the knife: "I believe in Madame's decision, remember to protect yourself."
Though along the way there would be guards staring at the toler, and the tolerance was wearing the torture, there was nothing that could be done to me.
But Jesus still made me wear a dagger.
This dagger had nearly killed Jeruh, but he still kept it close and carefully guarded it.
Just because this dagger was something I gave him.
So good is Jeremiah, and look again at the toleration
, I don't even want to see it.
I held the knife, and let the jailer open the prison door and let him out.
It took a while to adapt to walking in cuffs.
The cuffs are heavy, but his tone is very light:
South smoke, let's go.
is also very gentle.
previous life, I married for two years, never from him a slight gentleness.
is now separated, but there is everything.
39, and
has become accustomed to the dark tolerance in prison, and is stabbed with tears by the sun outside the prison.
Nevertheless, he did not close his eyes, but focused on me, as if to carve my appearance in his mind.
For a long time, he raised his chin and pointed to the east.
South Smoke, do you remember, two years ago, we got out of jail and kept heading east.
"Then you took my hand, accompanied me through the rough and dangerous road, and made my heart restless."
"So that later, every time the wind and rain wavered, I would think of you."
There are two kinds of people who love to miss the past - those who will die and those who have nothing.
One person has two things.
I am not like him, I am doing well now, not interested in missing the past with him.
So I did not speak to him, but I went away.
To drag his feet, hard to take the step, did not take a few steps, the wrist was worn out and bleeding.
So it was, and he still softly said:
South smoke, wait for me, I won't catch up with you.
, you don't have to catch up with me, I am far away looking at the throat, back to the sun.
"Now you can't go back to the past if you go faster."
The story of my relationship is over.
Tolerance is not dead, still walking towards me with heavy steps.
"South Smoke, will you leave me if I don't bring my friends back?"
No ... If I stand up and protect you when I write a letter against you in the capital city women's joint name, will you continue to accompany me?
"If I had not been assassinated at that time, if I hadn't been put in a prison camp by Jeremiah, would you have loved me forever?"
I shake my head.
"Tolerance, I still say that you are not worthy of my love"
"You ask: if there are no things, I will not love you, rather ask yourself - if the past come back, you will not do the same choice as before?"
A high-ranking tolerance will not care for a wife who has no family background.
Bringing a woman home is no big deal for him, who is not a three-wife and four-bearer?
The tolerance of a bright future, will not sacrifice his reputation to protect his fiancée.
The fiancé can't keep her official post, that's her business, what does it matter to herself?
To be loved, not to be grateful to the woman who saved him Dade.
Even if this woman risks herself for him, it should be, who lets her like herself?
A tolerance is only a step away from me, but after hearing my words, stop walking.
He trembled with his cracked lips, and in half he uttered three words in a hoarse voice:
I'm sorry...
He kept repeating these three words.
Until I left, Until he was put back in jail by the jailer.
40, and
The news that I was walking outside the prison with Liang was immediately spread throughout the king's palace.
does not know.
After the news comes out, it is necessary to create an opportunity.
I found the old wizard, in the name of "the war ended peacefully, and I wanted to thank the gods", and asked her to organize a sacrifice ceremony.
The old wizard was pleased to see that I was so devoted to the ceremony, and said:
She will step up the preparations and hold the ceremony six days later.
The altar is very important to the wizard.
On the day of the sacrifice, every wizard is required to attend.
has not arrived yet.
I asked the old wizard, where has Lianji gone?
In fact, there is already a speculation in his heart about the whereabouts of the joint.
The old wizard said that even if he was sick, he could not participate in the sacrifice.
Halfway through the ceremony, Jeremiah reported that guards had disappeared near the prison.
I call the old wizard:
"Wizard, the palace would like to invite you to a play"
The old wizard lit a candle and was covered in hot wax.
This is not a good sign.
Old wizard frowns: "What play?"
I answered: "The wizard's devil's play"
I, Jeremiah, and the old wizard, with more than twenty skilled guards, went to prison.
stepped into the prison, just bumped into a black robe, cracked open the prison door.
The old wizard immediately recognized the identity of the black robe only by his figure:
"Relaunch!"
"What are you doing?The robber is a capital crime, will not let go soon?"
Lianji was an old wizard's disciple for more than a decade, and even if she was wrapped strictly, the old witch would recognize her.
Lianji heard the voice of the old wizard, just a meal, did not look back, pulled up his face to flee.
Twenty guards gathered together, and blocked all the way for the couple.
"Lean, don't loosen the prisoner quickly, come to plead guilty and receive punishment?"
The old wizard is in pain.
If Lian Yu is willing to give up his tolerance now, the old wizard may be able to plead for her.
can shake his head stubbornly.
She slipped a pill into her mouth and opened her black robe.
The black robe rolls up with heavy smoke and spreads at a very rapid rate.
"No, this is a ladybird, like dust, breathing into the body, causing people to suffer from the pain of bone erosion!" the old wizard shouted, "hold your breath!"
The first reaction was to put my hand over my nose and mouth.
It is good that I stood far away from Jeremiah, and that I learned the art of keeping my breath, and escaped.
The 20 guards who were near Lianli were all struck by ladybirds, and they were all rolled around in pain.
The old wizard took out his own magic weapon to respond, and even the wren scratched his hand to feed the worm with blood, so that the worm fell mad.
"Khan, Kodon, I alone cannot deal with ladybirds, go and fetch my disciples!"
The old wizard will have to hold back the chains, but also to deal with the roundworms in all directions, very hard.
Just as I was preparing to leave with Jeremiah, I took advantage of the untied cuffs of the tolerance and pushed it to the exit.
"South smoke, you go call someone, I will stay and look at you!"
Seeing that the throat was running away, Jeruh rushed up and wrestled with it.
When I hurried back to prison with the sorcerer's disciples, I happened to see Jerouxin pressing down on the ground.
And he touched a short sword from the ground, and thrust it sharply behind the back of jeruin.
The cold light reaches the door of the true destiny of Jesus.
41 and
Everything happens between electric stone and fire.
I was so far away that I couldn't pull them apart that I had to run along, shouting, Be careful.
When Jeremiah heard my voice, he quickly avoided, but the short sword still fell into his left shoulder.
He competed with the Tolerance for control of the short sword, difficultly pulled out the shortsword, and finally aimed the tip of the sword at the throat of Toleration.
Just as the tip of the sword was about to be thrust into the throat of the tolerator, I came and held on to the hand of Jeruh who was going to thrust it into him.
"No, Jeremiah, we promised the Central Plains that we would spare one life."
I laid down the hand of Jeremiah: "When I beg of you, stop, will you?"
Take advantage of the opportunity to break free from the real suppression of Jeru.
was quickly seized by the newly arrived wizards and guards.
'Didn't you see?' said Yala with a throat, 'let him just nearly kill me.'
"Toler has committed the crime of the king, even if I kill him, the Central Plains people will not say anything."
And Jesus raised his head, and his deep eyes went straight to my heart.
"But you, Sonam, why stop me? why defend a sinful man?"
Jeremiah was puzzled by my action.
"I promised the old general that I would not watch the young man die in front of me"
I told the truth, but brought the expression of real disappointment to Jeru.
This makes me upset.
The old general raised me, taught me martial arts, never asked me to repay him anything.
The more upset I am, the more I want to explain.
"His only promise in life was that I should not watch you die..."
Jeremiah interrupted me with a lament.
"So, Sanan Smoke, if one day, I can only live with one person"
"You will also sacrifice my life for the wishes of the old general, to preserve your tolerance, right?"
I'm stuck.
I never wanted to do this.
And it was with such a breath of God that Jeremiah dropped his short sword and left with his bloody wound.
I kept up with Jeremiah, ripped off my own clothes, and patched up his left shoulder.
"I'll keep you, Jesus"
"Then you just subconsciously maintain the tolerance of the move, what is it?"
Jeruh really avoided my strapped hand.
I followed up again, only to get his heart dead sentence:
"Sannan Smoke, I don't want to see you now"
The ladybirds have been destroyed, and even the stork has been caught.
Jeremiah arranged for his men to deal with the follow-up and left without returning.
Laughs and laughs.
"South Smoke, do you see it?"
was pinned down the throat, laughing distortedly: "Jerusalem once provoked us so many times, today finally by my tooth for tooth..."
I slammed my face.
"Are you interested in doing this?"
You know that I don't care about you, but you do not want to save the old general's life, and you repeatedly challenge my bottom line.
You have already made me unable to live in the General House, and made me die once.
"Now, do you want me to be unable to get on the prairies, so that I will die again in front of you?"
I picked up his short sword, and I wiped the blood from his sword with my sleeves, and aimed the tip of the sword at myself.
Many sins have been carried on him, for he is a man who is about to die.
He is not afraid of death, but he is not invincible.
Remembering the sight of my breathing blood, dying in his arms, I could not laugh.
He didn't know that I could be reincarnated three times, and he thought that if I died this time, I would completely leave the world.
"South Smoke, I won't bother you and Jeremiah any more, please put down your sword!"
To beg me, roaring.
"You'd better say yes" I put down my sword.
The conviction has been condemned, and the tolerance is no longer useful to me.
So when I got up, I softly mentioned:
"Tomorrow I will arrange for someone to take you back to Beijing, when you are dead or alive, it has nothing to do with me."
Until I turned and left, it was like an early awakening.
After returning to Beijing, he will be put in jail and never see me again.
Aware of this, tolerably shouted:
"South smoke, don't go, stay with me again, let me look at you one more time, okay?"
I turned my head and said:
"Today is the wedding day of Khan and Khadun, of course I am going to go to the Jeruzen"
's face is pale.
The day on which the king and the queen are to go to bed each month.
The woman he never touched, to be touched by the man he hated the most.
He cares most about the innocence of women, but at the moment can do nothing, only to let me go.
Murder is heartless, but so be it.
"Ha-ha!"
laughing and crying, like completely crazy.
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will be escorted back to Beijing the following day, and Lian will also be imprisoned and punished.
The old wizard knows that the religious believers have no way, and the disposal of the wizarding faction is handed over to Yalugen, indicating that he will only do his duty in the future.
The storm was over, but Yalu was still angry.
Listen to the next person said, Khan treated the wound, has not returned to the bedroom, locked themselves in the study, no one.
I was worried, I was going to step into the library, and I was stopped by the servants.
"Forgive the sins," Khan said, and let no one go in to disturb him, especially...
The waiter looks at me cautiously: "You may as well go back to bed earlier."
Dissuaded, I did not hear a word, but looked at the waiter:
"How long have you been an officer?"
Back in Canton, for eight years, the waiter thought he was going to be promoted and straightened up his waist.
"Are you able to beat me?"
"Canton is laughing, you are strong in martial arts, and even General Iron said that it is very difficult to win you in a hundred moves, not to mention me?"
I suddenly raised my voice: "If you know you can't fight, how dare you block me?"
"But ..." The waiter looked at the man in the library.
"No, only the strong can stay to protect the Khan, and the weak will know each other and go!"
I put the harsh words, with lips silently remind the waiter:
Khan was angry, the gatekeeper ended, and I went to coax.
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After the waiter left, I tried to push the door of the study.
"I said, I don't want to see you now," and the voice of Jesus was so dull that I knew I was still angry.
"Then close your eyes and don't look at me, and let me take a look at your wound, just one look, all right?"
I'm worried that he is very angry and the wound will not be dealt with.
And not only did Jeremiah not answer me, but he locked the door from inside.
Locking the door was very heavy, and there was a loud bang, and I just put my ear to the door and was shocked into a dizziness.
I held the dizzying head and did not forget to tell the man who locked the door:
"Be quiet, don't get hurt"
did not respond.
It seems that today it is impossible to obtain genuine forgiveness from Jew.
I tightened my robe, sat down by the door, and intended to stay here until tomorrow, when Jeremiah came out of his study, and then apologized to him.
Sleeping at night, I crooked my head, bumped into the door, and was sober.
"Have you been awakened?" I whispered.
There is no sound in it, it should be asleep.
Just as I was about to go back to sleep, the door opened very quickly, and a bottle of medicine rolled to my feet.
I looked at the little bottle, and my heart was warm.
Jeru was afraid that I would get hurt, and even if I was angry, I would not forget to give my medicine into a bottle.
"Thank you ..." I was trying to thank Jesus through the door, and the door was locked again.
"You divide the medicine, are you enough for yourself?"I actually do not bleed, do not need to take medicine.
And Jesus did not speak.
He shook the tray, and the clash of bottles and cans sounded, meaning that there was still a lot of medicine.
The night is windy, it is a little cold to sit for a long time, I get up, walk back and forth at the door, let my body warm up.
It was not long before the wind blew and the closed door opened again.
A bottle of wine was pushed out, along with two wine bowls.
The wine-owner gave me a word of mercy:
"Drink"
Drink on a cold night to keep out the cold.
I made a bowl of wine with Jeremiah, and drank it at the other door, and no one spoke.
After drinking most of a cup of wine, I finally couldn't help breaking the silence:
"Today you ask me: if you and tolerance could only live one life, who would I choose?"
"I will choose you, Jesus"
Within the door, the act of pouring the wine was stopped.
As for the wishes of the old general ... I will pay for it with death, and then ask for the guilt of the former general when I get there.
"If the circumstances did not permit me to die at that time, I would eat fasting Buddha, pray for the old general, be unwilling, and finish this life ..."
The voice was still falling, there was a heavy falling sound inside the door, the wine bowl fell into pieces, and a piece of tile jumped out of the door.
Not good!
And there was a wound upon Jeremiah, which fell, and the wound was not broken; for if ever it be pricked again by the shreds of the earth, will it not be further injured?
I couldn't do anything, so I just broke in.
And Jeremiah lay on the ground, covering his left shoulder with pain.
I took off my coat, covered the eyes of Jeremiah, and carefully removed the cloth from his shoulders:
"know that you see me upset, you don't look, I help you re-medicate"
And Jesus took off his cloak, and his eyes went red, and looked straight at me.
is like anger to the extreme, and it is like she is almost crying.
He said, "Shannan smoke, you are like this again."
I was re-medicating his wound, glad it hadn't cracked, and asked him:
"What did I do?"
With his unhurt hand, he felt the dagger in his coat: "For the first time, it was this dagger that poked me in my heart."
touched the left shoulder wound that had just been wrapped by me: "For the first time, in order to save the tolerance that almost killed me."
And Jesus trembled and asked me:
"Shannan smoke, do you... don't like me?"
The moment I heard this, my heart almost died.
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Seeing how helpless Jeremiah really was, I realized how wrong I had done.
"sorry..." I hugged him, "I did a bad job to make you feel so bad...
And when Jeremiah did not speak, I picked up my dagger from the ground.
I'm going to make a sword for you now.
"He hurt your left shoulder, I can't even kill him, let him taste your pain ..."
When he got up, he was stopped by Jeremiah with his right arm and put into his arms.
"Tolerance is no better than I am; I am struck in prison, for fear that I shall not live to-morrow."
You treat the old general like a father, then I will treat him as my father-in-law, and you will keep his old man's wishes.
And Jeremiah spoke, and put his forehead against my shoulders, and the warm moisture stained the garments of his shoulders.
I was in a panic, and once again I patted Jesus on the back: "What is it, is it uncomfortable?"
He said, "I feel bad in my heart."
"Think of you in the dungeon in front of the tolerance, think of you so care for him, I think..."
"I am only your plaything, you will be the pastime, heart blocked panic."
I appease the appeasement of Jeruhen:
You are not a plaything, nor a pastime, you are my husband, I care for you the most.
As for the toleration ... it is only a last wish of the old general, and I don't care if he lives or dies when he leaves the prairies.
Jeremiah looked up, his eyes were still red at the end, and his drunkenness made him a little more childish.
Really?
Really...I'm focusing.
Then prove it to me.
His eyes burned and my heart beat faster.
How can I prove it?
I put my hand on Jeroiah's right shoulder, and with one hand I avoided his wound, and put it on his spine, and drew near to him, and carried up his lips.
Entangled.
...
After the separation, I kissed the pro-Jerusalem lip.
"Today is the day of closing, if it were not in the study, if you weren't injured, I would be in your room."
He listened, and closed my waist, and his breath was burning.
Behind the study there is a restroom for the ears, though the bed is only half the size of the bedroom, but it is also enough for the two of us to sleep.
"Your wound ..."
"Injury in the left shoulder, I used the right hand, no obstacles"
He clung to my ear: "Even if both hands are hurt, I can make you happy."
"Then you ... be careful," I red-faced.
My intention was to make Yale careful of the injury, but he seemed to have misunderstood me.
When he undressed me, he kissed my collarbone with great devotion.
I'll be careful...
The endurance and physical strength of people who practice martial arts are superior to ordinary people.
As people who practice martial arts, I and Jeremiah have given each other the greatest pleasure.
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A night's toss with Jeremiah, and when he wakes it is noon.
Knowing that Jeremiah was wounded, I did not wake him, but wanted to put him to sleep a little longer.
But it was not long after he had left that Jeremiah awakened.
"South smoke, madam!"
Hearing his urgent call, I hurried back to the room.
Why didn't you call me when you woke up?' and Jesus saw that when I got up, my wounds were painful and angry.
"After a good time, leave me alone and lie down... Ma'am, you are really relentless!"
I shook the gazza and pill bottle in my hand: "This is not worried about the husband's body, I intend to change the medicine for the husband?"
I held Jeremiah in my arms for a long time to calm down: "What does my husband want me to do when I wake up?"
Jeremiah: "We had no opportunity to be close in the army the other day."
"After returning to the palace, he has been busy picking out the joints, and he sleeps every night when he is tired."
"How long has it been since you ... hugged me, kissed me?"
And Jesus turned his head and said, "A woman's mouth, a deceiving ghost."
I am amusedly kissing the horns of Jeru's lips.
"Does my husband think that last night we did not hold tight enough and kissed enough?"
That's different.
After being kissed, Jeremiah's attitude was slightly softened: "Last night was a ceremony for husband and wife, and what he did today was out of love."
At the time that Jeremiah had changed his medicine, I lay with him in bed warm.
When I said what I had said at the door of my study last night, Jeremiah was still somewhat afraid.
"South smoke, don't say again to die for sins, if you are dead, it is difficult for me to live."
I told Jeremiah that even if I died, I could use the power of rebirth to return to the place where the flowers bloomed.
But he said:
"Any tricky question, I will share with you, South smoke, do not use the power of rebirth"
Even if I could live after death, I wouldn't want you to suffer at the moment of death.
For the reincarnation family, a death does not represent the end, and it is a matter of course to bear the pain of death.
For jerusalem, the people of the next generation are also human, and death will be painful, even if I can bear it, he will not give me pain.
"You don't know how scared I am when you say "coffin" and "bones" in front of me.
In order to counterattack tolerance, I mentioned the scene of the death of the previous life, and those words were written down by Jeremiah without a word.
"I fear that one day I will see you die in pain, cold in a coffin."
The fact that Jeremiah was near, and felt my body temperature, was proof that I was alive.
South smoke, I can't stand that.
I promised Jeremiah that as long as he was with me, I would not use the power of reincarnation.
Also, he closed his arms to make his arms tighter.
"What else?"
"If you want to finish this life, what will I do?"
I hesitated until I remembered what I said last night:
If he does not die, he will eat fasting for the rest of his life, and he will be free of desire.
"Lady, we are still young, and we will not say anything backwards, okay?"
I couldn't resist and laughed.
"Well, don't say it, never say it again"
I clung to his ear: "Where would I let such a good husband stay alone in the empty house?"
Unfinished words were all shut up in the lips of Jeremiah.
Once upon a time, I always felt that love was nothing.
Just because I have been married for two years, no matter how hard I try and make every effort to get close to him, I will only be coldly avoided by him.
And at this moment, I hold Jesus, and really feel that love is not something empty.
Love is before my eyes, in the story of Jeremiah and me.
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