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She placed her hands on Liu San's shoulders and hugged his neck tightly while Liu San scooped everything up and directly carried her upstairs.

There was no light in the house, and the moonlight outside the house was dim, only a shadow could be seen. Liu San caressed her face lovingly. All these years, he had been dreaming about her. Every frown and smile of his wife could be reflected in his dreams. Several times he thought that he might not be able to go back, but when it came to life and death situations, he could always rely on his face and his heart to think of the man who had escaped death.

When they were close, their breathing became ragged.

He leaned over her and chuckled.

"If you continue getting skinnier, you won't be able to do anything about it."

Hey! Causing trouble!

Duan Xiaohe looked at his well-built chest. Damn, I know he has a tall and sturdy build, but I never thought that she would actually have such good muscles.

Liu San's body stiffened, "Just looking at how interesting it is, I can let you feel better right away.

One night passed …

When Duan Xiaohe woke up, the first rays of sunlight just happened to shine into her house. She lazily turned around, but when she saw the empty bed beside her, she was completely stunned.

He suddenly sat up, his heart pounding as he thought, could it be that it was all a dream last night? No way! She was not wearing anything under the blanket at the moment.

Could it be that he had begun to dream, and with his own emptiness and loneliness, he began to tinker with it?

Outside, the horse snorted, and then the sound of hooves. Duan Xiaohe's body trembled, she donned her clothes and ran over to her balcony to take a look, the horses outside were indeed gone.

Her heart that had just been warmed had turned cold again.

He still left …

He went downstairs to wash up and make breakfast, then called Liu Da to get up. Liu Da rubbed his eyes in a daze and said that he heard his brother's voice last night.

Duan Xiaohe handed the water towel over to him, then turned and entered the kitchen. After eating, she remembered that she had placed Little Yixiu at Qian Qiaoqiao's side. But she had her own concerns, what if she went back to her Qinghe County, and got captured by Qin Rui's men?

After thinking about it, she ran out again and caught Liu Da who was about to go out.

"Where are you going?"

"Xia Yu is alone, I'll go accompany him."

"Xia Yu has already been gone for more than three years, will you be able to wake up? Do you remember that you were a father? Do you remember you had a son? "

"Mastery?" Liu Da's eyes were wide opened as he turned and ran back into the house. After a moment, he came back, grabbed her by the wrist and asked her for a son.

Duan Xiaohe's eyebrows twitched, and she said, "You just remembered that you have a son?"

Liu Da shook his head, "Xia Yu does not like it, but she wants to go as well."

Only now did she remember that today was Xia Yu's birthday. Since it was Xia Yu's birthday, then she couldn't stop him from accompanying the grave today. She only said that she would bring him to worship after she cooked some food. She also said that Tang Xiu's little friend was having fun at his grandma's side and told him not to think about it.

When Liu Da was about to go out, she suddenly remembered something. He grabbed him and asked if he was home for the past two days.

Liu Da shook his head and heaved a sigh of relief.

After preparing the food, she sent it over to Xia Yu's grave, burned some paper money and kowtowed twice, then spoke a few words before returning. Originally, she wanted to ask Liu Da to come back with her, but Liu Da just ignored her.

Just as he returned home, he heard the sound of horse hooves approaching from outside. Duan Xiaohe's heart skipped a beat and he quickly peeked his head out. It really was Liu San.

Liu San dismounted and walked in with large strides. Duan Xiaohe watched in shock as he walked in front of him, then reached out her hand to touch the face that was once again wearing a mask.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"She retracted her hand, but continued to stare at him." I thought you weren't coming back. "

The Liu San scoffed. "This time, I can stay here for a few days."

Duan Xiaohe pointed to the mask, "Are you going to keep using this on me?"

The Liu San was silent for a moment, before closing the door to the hall.

"I have something to tell you."

Duan Xiaohe's heart skipped a beat and she asked if she was good or bad. Liu San looked at her with a heavy gaze, causing her heart to suddenly thump loudly.

Liu San took off her mask on her back, and whenhe turned around, she was met with an unfamiliar face.

"From today onwards, there will no longer be a Liu San in this world. Liu San had already died in Fringe City and now he was just a pile of bones. I am a civil servant, I am with him in the team, just as a good friend to visit. You, understand? "

Duan Xiaohe shook her head, "Why?"

She walked up, very seriously and very carefully, and almost had to clasp his hand to her face. Liu San grabbed both of her irregular hands. That extremely unfamiliar face once again had a gaze that she was most familiar with looking at her.

"I was forced to. I can't be Liu San right now. Perhaps in the future, there will not be a Liu San, so I can only become a warrior. "

"What about me?"

"She wrote urgently, her eyes filled with fear and anxiety." What had happened? Why is this happening? "

Liu San pursed his lips, unwilling to reveal another word.

She pulled away from his big hand and poked his cheek gently with her finger. So in the legends, all disguises could be made using human skin masks. It was just that he didn't know if the material was made from human skin, but if it was …

Thinking about how the person who had been kissing her deeply the night before was actually a human face, Duan Xiaohe felt bad all of a sudden.

Duan Xiaohe looked around left and right, but was unable to find anything wrong with it. This face was like the face he had been born with since birth. Liu San had thick eyebrows and big eyes, her appearance was the kind of tough guy who got more and more interesting the more she looked at him. The facial features of this face were ordinary, but it could still be considered a straight line.

But she still felt it to be unaccustomed.

"Since there is such a thing, why are you wearing a mask?"

Liu San subconsciously touched his face, and said solemnly: "There is a capable man under General Mu who is not far from here. This is something I went over to ask him to do this morning. I wear a mask in the line, but I can't do it here, it's too eye-catching. I'm afraid you won't be able to recognize me at the door, so I put it on again. "

After pausing for a while, his eyes suddenly turned cold. He asked her, "Yesterday, you said that I didn't send you a letter? I have clearly sent you a letter every month, but I didn't see your reply. I even specifically asked the person who sent the letter, and they said that the letter was indeed sent to you.

Duan Xiaohe frowned, "I have indeed only received one letter, there is nothing else."

She ran up the stairs and took out the letter. When she turned around, he was already standing behind her.

"I only received this one. Uncle Jin Fu sent it to me."

Liu San took a look. This was two to three months after he had entered the camp. When he saw that other people were writing letters home, he also wrote a letter. He had always been a rough man, so how could he write any other pretentious words?

"You send me a letter every month?"

Looking at his wife who was full of anticipation, Liu San nodded her head. He said that even if there was a war at the border, he would still keep them to himself every month, and send them over after the war had subsided. He was still dissatisfied with his wife for not replying after receiving the letter. He was afraid that she had left him in too much of a comfortable life and had completely forgotten about him. Thus, the more he thought about it, the angrier he got. Coincidentally, that incident happened again.

The Liu San did not tell her the following words, afraid that she would ask again about what was happening. If the matter were light, how could someone as filial as him dare to change the surname of his ancestor as easily as him?

He didn't want Duan Xiaohe to know about this, so he really wanted to protect her.

"It must be because of the unease on the road, the messenger is in trouble." "Forget it, you're back anyway." Duan Xiaohe laid in his embrace, unwilling to get up for a long time. But what did those letters say? Tell me about it. "

The corner of Liu San's mouth curled up as he tightly embraced her and recited a few sentences according to what he remembered.

"Where's the child? Why didn't I see him yesterday?"

"You said to cultivate skill?" When I went to the capital, I sent him to Qian Qiaoqiao's place. "

Speaking of the matter of going to the capital, Duan Xiaohe pestered him again, asking him how she knew that she was being locked up there. Liu San pressed her head against his chest. His eyes gradually became cold, but his tone of voice was very normal.

"I was just passing by. I didn't expect to hear someone calling so I took a look inside. I didn't expect that person to be you. "

His tone became light again, and he lowered his head to her ear, full of joy, and asked when she would have a baby. He was not afraid when she had a baby, and if he knew she was going to have a baby he would fly over it.

"I took a quick look that day, but I didn't expect that horse to scare him. I just thought it looked familiar, but then I thought, this kid looks so much like me. Wife, you can really, really give birth to a fat boy for me. "

Duan Xiaohe's body stiffened for a moment, before she slowly retreated from his embrace.

"Ascending is not your child."

Liu San was startled, although it was not his face, but he could feel that his face was ugly.

Duan Xiaohe knew that he had misunderstood, "Those are your brother's children."