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"What's the matter with you?" Zaitsi waved his hand in front of my eyes. Is it uncomfortable? "

"No." "It's just too hot."

"True." He used the painting to block the sun for me. "How similar are you to this woman?"

My heart skipped a beat. "Do they look like it?" I whispered.

"Their eyes look alike." He honestly said, "But you are not her, you are what I picked up on the prairie. It's too hot here. Go over there and drink some tea and wait for me. Don't worry, I won't sell your little sheep.

I couldn't help but laugh. "I'll bring you a bowl of tea."

"Wait." He called out to me again, then took a silver tael from his sleeve and gave it to me. "Buy yourself something to eat," he said, "and don't be hungry, or Lamb will knock me on the head again."

"Be careful that I don't run away." I blinked and pulled her back. "But I'm going to starve. I'm going to tell Lamm and have her beat you up."

He smiled indifferently, "Then I'll go back and kill the little sheep."

"…" Why can even a lamb to threaten me, is not my birth, what does it have to do with me ah, it is mischievous, likes to make me up to the sky, and then play with me.

Yun Wanyi, those two words were very, very far away from me. I almost forgot how noble those three words were.

But it was this dignity that almost made me die miserably.

After so long, why are you still looking for me? After so long, are you trying to find me or Lu Yao? If it's the latter, then it's her guilt, I don't mind. If you find me, then I beg her to treat me as dead.

I had learned to sing by myself, to drive away the borderless loneliness, to walk alone in the night, to spin with the stars, and to fall on the grass and listen to the ache in my heart.

I don't want to go back to my old life anymore. A person really won't be lonely, but the heart has another person, then it's really the desert.

If you have ever loved me, please do not look for me again, let me slowly live well, let the wound you pulled out in my heart, slowly heal. I did not go to Xia Juntang, so that we might be able to ignore each other, but I did not want to, I did not want to, the feelings were too heavy too hard, I was too tired.

With one hand blocking the scorching sun and the other gripping the silver, he went to the place where the tea was sold. It was a very hot day, and even the people who drank it were packed with people.

I'll have two bowls of almond tea and some pastries. Zaitsi got up early to drive the sheep out of the circle. He did not even have his breakfast.

The people in the tea house were in a circle, talking about something noisy. I waited for the waiter to wrap me some pastries, but I only heard a few words from him.

"Everyone in the capital is looking for Yun Wanyi. Some say that she died in Lian Cheng and a river of fresh blood flowed from her. Others say that she is still alive and has gone to the northwest of our capital. "Our respect to Third Marquis, has forcefully taken away Madame Zhou's old and jointed nest, but Your Highness said that Yun Wanyi did not live in the northwest, and had instead died in Lian City. Tell me, is this Yun Wanyi alive or dead?"

Thus, everyone enthusiastically expressed their opinions. Some say dead, some say alive.

My heart, however, was trembling slightly. No matter where I am, no matter if I'm dead or alive, you know me best. If I'm dead, then I'm dead.

After so long, who could guarantee that they would be able to find out what would happen to me? The women of the emperor couldn't be unclean at all, but how could a weak woman, with even the slightest bit of looks, be sold outside?

He would have preferred to think I was dead, and I would have preferred to.

You are in the northwest, I am also under the same sky, so close to you, you can breathe the air I breathe, even I drink the water, maybe you can drink with me, if one day we can pass each other in the market, will that be the most beautiful meeting? No need to call out his name, no need to smile, the wind of that time, will definitely stop.

"Miss, here are your pastries and cakes." The waiter wrapped it in oilskin and handed it to me.

I took it and looked over at Zatsi, who was bargaining with someone. His red face was covered with sweat, but he was smiling happily, so vividly and deeply, and from time to time he would look at me, who was buying tea.

He stuffed the pastries and cakes in a small cloth bag at his waist and brought the almond tea with him.

"Give it to me." "I'm not afraid of the heat."

"It's cold." Who would want to drink scalding tea in such a hot day? His brain was the same as his, solid and sturdy.

He gulped it down. "Comfortable."

I took out the biscuit and gave it to him.

I like to watch people of the northwest eat, big mouthful, big gulp, food is always very delicious, it seems to have a kind of good mood.

"Just now, a few more people came to ask if they were familiar with the woman in the painting. They said that as long as there was a slight reflection, they would be able to collect the silver." Zaitsi said as he ate.

I looked at the painting on the ground and sighed. "Zaar Tse, you'd better sell your sheep peacefully. Don't think too much about these things. How can I let you get the silver for free?"

"I don't want it." He stared at me. "It's good enough," he said. "Lamm and Yama don't like too much silver. They say it's not good."

It was indeed not a good thing. I smiled and walked to the wall to sit down. He had already set up a small shed to block the sun for me. He threw the bag to me and said, "I don't know how many there are. You can count them."

I really wanted to take away his money, but I really wasn't on guard at all. I'm not a rich person, I saw that silver would make me greedy, so I just mumbled and took it out to light it up.

It was unknown what the commotion was about, but there was a huge commotion outside. Zaar Ere also went to listen for a while, before returning and saying, "I heard that Third Marquis is personally coming to the market to find Yun Wanyi. I heard that all the women in the northwest have a good look.

My heart is trembling. Did he come? Are they getting closer? The sound of footsteps echoed in his heart, and even the silver pieces began to tremble.

"Little beauty, why don't you go and buy some fun and delicious food?" He looked at me with concern.

I shook my head. "There's nothing to buy, and Ramyama doesn't want anything. I'm right here, I'm not going anywhere. What are you looking at me for? Can't I do that here? "

He blinked, and there was a trace of pity and regret in his eyes. "Don't be afraid."

"Who's scared? I'm not scared at all. What are you looking at me for? Go and sell your sheep." Angry, I kicked his little foot.

He wailed in pain, rubbed his little feet, and jumped forward.

The person next to her teased, "Zaar Tse Xi, your wife is so small, how vicious."

Zatsi frowned and laughed bitterly. "Selling sheep, selling sheep," he said.

It was like I was forcing him to sell himself, and I couldn't help but laugh.

The voices grew louder and louder, and I was half expecting him and half afraid of him. Xia Junchang, we've met over half a year ago, yet you've never changed. As for me, I've changed a lot, and I hope that when I see you, you'll recognize me, but you're the only one. Carrying the lamb, I buried my face deep under its wool, causing it to bleat, thinking that I was pitying it, that it would soon be sold, and that it would be rubbed against my chest.

There Zaitsi shouted, "No more ram."

He was almost there, screaming louder and louder, leaning back, my back pressed against the wall, sweating, my heart pounding so hard I could barely count it.

"Have you seen this woman before?" It was from the capital, but its voice was a little hoarse, not like Xia Junchang's.

Zatsi said, "No."

"This sheep, is it all yours?" At that moment, I hugged the little sheep even more tightly. Recalling the grievances I had suffered, the injuries I had suffered, and how he had thought for my own good, I felt sad. You all said it was for my own good, that you were helping the Emperor to deceive me. In fact, when the lies were peeled off layer by layer, my heart would let the knife cut through me, and now you have appeared and caused the wound to open up again, causing bright red blood to ooze out.

"Third Prince, yes, it's all mine," said Zatsi.

"Very good." He had a laugh in his voice.

I could feel his eyes on my back. I was praying that you'd hurry up and stop being like this. I didn't want him to come looking for me.

"Zatsi is the best breeder of cattle and sheep in our part of the country. His horse is the strongest, and his sheep are said to be the best at arousing people. Haha. Zaitsi said his wife always let the sheep fall, ha-ha. "

How can you talk like that? I'm afraid that if I were to be caught one day, it would hurt you. I'm already really afraid of him monopolizing my entire family. I'll play the zither with senior brother, and he can cut off senior brother's finger and chase him away.

"Is that so?" The gentle voice was like a cool breeze. "This is interesting indeed."

"That's right, that's right. Zatsi, tell your wife to look up at the Third Marquis. Why are you so shy?" The others were still jeering.

"What nonsense are you spouting? She is very shy and wants to sell to you. Don't get involved."

He didn't seem to have any intention of leaving. Could it be that just by looking at my back, he would be able to recognize me? I was selling the clothes of a Northwest Woman, from head to toe.

"This sheep is very good, Li Meng. Pick a few and go back." he said softly.

"I'm sorry, Third Marquis, but this sheep is no longer for sale. These are all little sheep. If Third Marquis likes them, they can be stronger in the future. I'll send them over to Third Marquis."

"This King... "I quite like it."

His words were so light, so light as a cat landing, so light as a gentle breeze, blowing into every corner of his heart. As soon as I entered here, did you see me?

Tears fell drop by drop into the woolen wool, and the more it crawled into my arms, the more afraid it became that someone would kill it. Hurry up and go, Xia Junchang, if you stay any longer, I'm afraid I'll cry out loud.

Some things can't be faked. It's emotions and coughing.

I'm still not strong enough. Like you, I'm still not calm enough.

If I don't, the more suspicious one is, the more I'll check with Zaitsi, and I'll be found out.

"Let's go." His voice was long and lonely, and my heart was crying.

He took his people and left, but everyone else stayed for a very long time, as if they didn't want to be too far away.

When I lifted my face and wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes, I saw nothing but a circle of people surrounding you. Xia Junchang, Xia Junchang, your name was like the wind, swirling around in my heart.

The handkerchief was handed over. Zatsi said in disgust, "You're so dirty. Don't dirty the wool. Alright, alright. Don't be impatient. Let's go back."

I stood up and folded the sheds and tied the sheep together one by one so that they wouldn't be scattered around here.

"Why are you crying?" he asked me seriously.

I looked at the grass on the ground. "If you want to cry, just cry. Do you need a reason?"

"It's not necessary, but there's no need to be so fierce, right?"

Going forward, it was endless green, the earth covered with a green blanket, the sheep were eating grass as they walked, slowly walking to a remote place, that was where we lived.

When one side of the river was almost devoured by the horses, cows, and sheep, they would move to other places.

"Zatsi, I like it here." I said softly.

He cracked open his mouth to reveal his snow-white teeth. "I like it too. I really like it."

"Zatsi, don't ask me anything, okay?"

He blinked and asked innocently, "Did I ask you something?"

"You …" I stammered in anger. His eyes were filled with questions, but why did he still say that? He coldly snorted, "Fine, even if you ask, I won't tell you anything."

In the Northwest's words, a man who bullies women is no man at all. Zaar Tse, if you want to bully me, then bully me.

"Ouch." I fell down on my face again, and the bad ram came to me again, happily.

Really, if the grass hadn't always been so long and soft, I'm afraid my face would have been smashed into a pie, said Zaitsi, laughing wantonly.

I got up and hit the ground. "Zatsi, next time you're going to sell this damn sheep. Really, who's the one who keeps the sheep."

"He likes you." Zatsi said, grinning.

"Hmph." I looked at him coldly. "I really want to eat roasted lamb. I really want to eat roasted lamb skewers. It smells so good."

The ram ran so fast that it didn't dare approach me anymore.

Zaitsi began to sing. His voice was filled with the boundless passion of the prairie, and every word could shake the heart. The sound echoed through the blue sky and white clouds, and beneath his feet was a long blade of grass, as well as the colorful wildflowers. It was a very pleasant sight.

But I don't listen today, and I think my good days may soon be over.

If Xia Junchang can recognize me, Lu Yao can as well, and he can as well. Would he come here to find me? I'm here, how am I supposed to face him?

I don't know, my heart is tangled like grass, tangled in knots. Chess, maybe it's not as important as I thought it was.