Dream Broken You Pavilion

Suddenly the south window opened and closed, and a black shadow "floated" in without a sound, and landed silently, but just rightly avoided Jing'er's barbed wire under the window...

Jing'er stood up suddenly, and before she could cry out in surprise, her slightly parted thin lips were immediately covered tightly by a hand, and her delicate body was locked tightly by a broad chest and arms, making her unable to move.

In panic, Jing'er struggled, but the more she struggled, the tighter she was locked. Just when she was in a hurry and had no choice but to do anything, suddenly, she felt the night walker clinging to the chest on her back. , her heart was beating violently, the hands that locked her arms and covered her mouth and nose were trembling slightly due to restraint, a familiar feeling hit her, it was the long-lost feeling that she thought about day and night, It's the kind of dreamy feeling, the kind of feeling that I will never forget in my life...

Jing'er was shocked, an indescribable pain thumped from the bottom of her heart, as if a sharp dagger in her chest was cutting her heart to pieces, she felt exhausted, weak and almost collapsed. .....

She no longer struggled, but tears poured out like a flood that broke a bank.

The silently falling tears wet the back of Ye Xingren's hand in an instant, and the big hand slowly loosened, and a ray of moonlight in the dark room shines through the window in front of the dressing table...

Ye Xingren walked around from behind Jing'er in front of her, and gently opened his arms to hug her petite body tightly again. This time, Jing'er did not resist, and buried her head deep in that warm chest, her suppressed sobs piercing her heart. It hurt his heart.He lowered his head, closed his eyes tightly, pressed his chin tightly against her forehead with tangled black hair, two lines of tears slid down his cheeks, and murmured:

"Jing'er, my Jing'er..."

Jing'er's feeling is correct, the night walker who came suddenly in the middle of the night is the husband she has been thinking about day and night, Major General Xiao Han.Only Jing'er knows how much she misses and misses the chest that brings her warmth and security, but at this moment, when this person really appears, Jing'er's heart is almost torn apart... ..

All of a sudden, she punched and pushed with a pair of pink fists, trying to break free from this safe haven that she once missed and expected even in her dreams, but the more she struggled, the tighter and tighter her arms were like iron hoops. She was almost out of breath, there seemed to be a blazing flame in that fiery chest, almost burning her, Jing'er became a little annoyed, and punched him in the face with a powder fist, and made a low sound on his body Roar:

"Let go of me, let me go..."

"Jing'er, what's wrong with you? Don't you miss me?"

Xiao Han's irresistibly gentle voice came from next to his ear.

Jing'er burst into tears, and said angrily: "Yes, I miss you, I want you to explain everything, and you still owe me an explanation."

"Explain?"

Xiao Han slowly loosened his tightly held arms. In the darkness, his eyes were like the stars in the night sky bursting out with gentle brilliance, and he lowered his head to meet Jing'er's tearful eyes and asked softly:

"What does Jing'er want me to explain?"

Taking advantage of his opportunity to relax, Jing'er pushed him away with all her strength, gasped heavily and reprimanded in a low voice:

"My dad, how did my dad die? Did you kill him? You have to tell me clearly."

Xiao Han stretched out his arm, "Jing'er, don't worry, just listen to me."

Jing'er suddenly turned around and opened the drawer of the dressing table, and then, there was a gleaming golden dagger in her hand, which was very cold. It was Shang Wuyang's imperial dagger, and the sharp point pointed directly at Xiao Han's chest. , shouted in a low voice:

"Don't come near me."

The dagger, under the reflection of a faint moonlight from the window, exuded a cold light, and the tip of the knife pressed against Xiao Han's heart.

Xiao Han froze for a moment, felt a pain in his heart involuntarily, suppressed the unspeakable sadness in his heart, squeezed out a soft and warm smile as much as possible, and asked casually:

"Jing'er, what are you doing? Do you want to murder your husband?"

Jing'er scolded in a low voice, "I just want to know how my father died."

In the dark, Xiao Han quietly looked at Jing'er, who was in pain, with teary eyes, and the gleaming dagger in her hand, his heart ached so much, the corners of his lips quivered slightly, and said:

"Jing'er, you, you want to kill me?"

There was a hint of hoarseness in his voice, and a hint of loss and sadness appeared in those bright eyes for an instant.

Jing'er was full of anger, she held the dagger firmly with both hands, pressed it against Xiao Han's chest, and growled:

"It's all about life for life!"

"Fate for life?" Xiao Han said in a desolate voice, "Jing'er, do you believe those rumors?"

"Why can't you believe it?"

Hearing Jing'er's merciless refutation, Xiao Han was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised the corner of his mouth, drawing a gentle smile, and said softly:

"But I know that Jing'er doesn't believe it."

In the dimness, I faintly saw his familiar and captivating smile, Jing'er's hand holding the dagger trembled, her expression was suddenly a little dazed, but she was shocked in an instant, and hurriedly restrained her mind, thinking secretly in her heart that she had actually Lost at such a moment and became annoyed, bit his lower lip fiercely, and said angrily:

"Why can't I believe it? As the saying goes, there are no waves without wind. If you haven't done anything shameful, how can others pour dirty water on you for nothing?"

"Shameful things?" Xiao Han asked this sentence seemingly calmly, but felt a pain in his heart, "Does Jing'er really think that I, Xiao Han, have done some shameful things?"

Jing'er replied coldly: "One person says I don't believe it, ten people say I don't believe it, but a hundred people say it, a thousand people say it, so why don't I believe it?"

Hearing this, Xiao Han stared at Jing'er's eyes that were red from crying or from anger, with eyes as clear as a pool of water, and slowly said:

"Since that's the case, why is Jing'er asking me?" As soon as the words fell, he suddenly opened his legs and took a step forward.

"Don't come here, or I will really kill you." The dagger in Jing'er's hand moved forward decisively, and the tip of the knife had already pierced into the clothes on his chest. As long as he took another half step forward, the sharp The tip of the knife would mercilessly pierce his chest.

Jing'er didn't withdraw her hand, and Xiao Han didn't even look at the point of the knife on his chest. A pair of bright eyes looked straight into Jing'er's eyes, and his voice was soft:

"Jing'er still doesn't believe me? Do you really want to kill me so you can be happy? If my death and my blood can make you feel better and make you sober, then that's okay?! As long as as long as you are happy."

Listening to Xiao Han's gentle words in her ears, Jing'er was still full of anger, she stretched her arms persistently, and tightly grasped the handle of the knife with her small hands, showing no intention of withdrawing.A bitter smile crossed Xiao Han's lips, and said:

"Well, since Jing'er doesn't believe me, then I can only do what you want." As soon as the words fell, he took a step forward without hesitation, but when he heard a "chi" sound, the dagger hit him straight The stab pierced his chest, and he took that step without hesitation. He raised his chest to meet him, and immediately the point of the knife pierced three inches.

The blood could not be seen in the dark, but Jing'er was shocked by the strong smell of blood. She let go of the handle of the knife and covered her mouth that was about to cry out. A pair of terrified eyes stared at With the dagger stuck in Xiao Han's chest, tears gushed out like a spring, choked up and whispered:

"Are you crazy? Are you looking for death? You are stupid..."

As soon as Xiao Han grabbed Jing'er's hand, he held it tightly in his palm, as if he was afraid that she would disappear if he let go of his hand. He held it tightly, and said softly:

"Your pain is worse than mine, Jing'er, as long as it can make you less painful, even if you tie me into a hedgehog, I will not hesitate."

After hearing his words, Jing'er was even more heartbroken, and couldn't help crying, sobbing:

"Why are you so stupid, why are you so stupid, how can I not believe you, I just want to hear you explain to me in person, you, why do you hurt my heart so much?"

A burst of severe pain came from his chest, Xiao Hangang gritted his teeth secretly, and tried his best to restrain the pain from the body. Seeing Jing'er crying like tears, he was full of joy, because he knew that at this moment Jing'er's The tears were shed for him. He was both distressed and happy in his heart. He endured the pain, squeezed out a dazzling smile, and said:

"I know that Jing'er still believes in her husband and loves her husband. If I don't, how can Jing'er tell the truth."

"Who's joking with you? Sit down, I'll treat your wound first, if you die, I won't be able to ask the truth anymore." Jing'er angrily pushed his hand away and let him sit On the stool, carefully take off his shirt to treat his wound.

The clothes came off, revealing his muscular chest, but at this sight, Jing'er's almond-shaped eyes widened even more, and saw that besides a two-inch-wide blood hole pierced by her own dagger, there was also a long The four-inch wound, judging from the degree of healing, is a new wound that does not exceed five days.Jing'er was heartbroken and hurriedly bandaged him.

Xiao Han let her heal his wounds, needles, knives, medicines, and bandages all in one go, and the movements were skillful. If you just look at this skill, you look like an old doctor with excellent medical skills. Who would have thought of doing all this so superbly? But a 17-year-old young woman?Xiao Han seems to be watching the woman he loves healing others, he has long forgotten that he is the injured person, he has forgotten the pain from his body, and stares at her affectionately with a pair of big eyes, full of tenderness, appreciation, admiration, pity, and happiness …

It wasn't until Jing'er noticed his affectionate eyes that he deliberately tightened the bandage, and the severe pain that oppressed the wound at that moment made him let out a muffled groan, and finally came back to his senses.

"Jing'er, father-in-law, he is not dead."

"What? What did you say?" Jing'er's hands trembled, and she stared at Xiao Han with wide eyes. , the suddenly tightened wound made Xiao Han clenched his painful steel teeth again, his facial features twisted, and dense beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

"What's going on, tell me quickly." Jing'er asked anxiously, while quickly binding him and carefully dressing him.

Xiao Han showed a wry smile, and said, "I came to see you in person just because I was afraid that you would be worried when you heard about this matter."

"It's a long story, Jing'er, listen to me telling you slowly. Two months ago, I went to the capital with my father-in-law. Firstly, I wanted to check Jing'er's life experience, and secondly, I also wanted to investigate secretly. The blood-exploring slaves are distributed in our strongholds in Hunan. If they cannot be defeated in one fell swoop, Jinger, you, and Hunan will be in danger. Our spies have also discovered them and their secret strongholds in many places in Hunan. Unexpectedly, it was also for the sake of strong strength to fight against the blood slaves, so I went to see the emperor, and the emperor ordered the prince to help me with all his strength, and sent thousands of soldiers and horses for my use."

"A few days ago, we learned that Iron Face Yan Luo Miaohe had suddenly gone to the capital. His whereabouts were very secretive, so we made secret arrangements..."