He showed the sadness that had not appeared on his face for many years, and looked at him with depression.
The look in his eyes was remorse, heartache and pity.
"It's my fault that you are involved because of your father. But from the beginning to the end, I didn't want to drag you into the water and make you live a vagrant life. I'm sorry. "
He Mai Zheng for a while, but don't lead his feeling, apricot eyes wide open, "don't be hypocritical here! You've done so much harm to my father. What kind of innocent people do you pretend to be here? "
"I didn't sell badly, I just I feel sorry for you. " Yan Cheng looks at he Mai with a bitter smile, and his eyes are full of sense of loss.
The last time he saw Hemai, it was a spy from northern Xinjiang who sneaked into the white night city. He didn't know that it was the last time he and Hemai never met again.
At that time, Yan Cheng's task was to attack the northern Xinjiang army with his troops. Before he left the camp, he Mai ran from the tent and insisted on giving him a purse he had embroidered.
The female workers in Hemei are not very good. This is a secret known to all the people in the military camp.
Yan Cheng took the purse, looking at the above miserable embroidery, but very moved.
"We must succeed in the attack and come back well." He Mai told him, "the locust trees outside the city are blooming in the white night. When you come back, let's go to pick locust flowers. When you come back, I'll make dumplings for you!"
At that time, Yan Cheng remembered that he was very happy and firm.
He told he Mai that he would come back well and pick locust flowers and eat dumplings with her.
But he succeeded in sneaking attack and took the head of the enemy general. When he came back, he got the news that his teacher's mother, Zhong Xiangsi, was seriously injured and he Mai was missing.
He went crazy to find he Mai, but in the end he was locked up by Yan Xing.
"Mel's dead! Since then, there is no younger martial sister in the world! "
This sentence tormented Yan Cheng for more than 1000 nights like a nightmare.
In the night of four or five years, he could dream of his younger martial sister almost every day.
Now
They finally met.
Yan Cheng is no longer a brave and outstanding young man in the military camp in the past. He has become a general of Yan who can take the place of Yan Xing and garrison in the frontier.
Although the surname hasn't changed, it's not what it used to be.
What made him disappointed, sad, and even a little depressed was that his younger martial sister was not the lively, intelligent, and courageous one.
He could see that he was strange and ugly.
He Mai is with a kind of hate and hate eyes, hate to stare at himself, that hate eyes also with a little scarlet color, Yan chengzhuo's whole body.
"I know you don't remember me." Yan Cheng said quietly, "but I still remember you. That's enough."
Fortunately, she doesn't remember him, which is also a good thing.
If she remembers that congrui and Zhengyi's elder martial brother has become an unscrupulous traitor to achieve his goal today, I'm afraid he will be even more sad.
It's just
He was looking forward to hearing her call his elder martial brother again
He Mai's next move made his heart even colder.
He Mai listened to his words indifferently. He suddenly took his hand and strangled Yan Cheng's throat.
Her eyes were full of hate, and her hands were so strong that she trembled, which almost pulled her whole body down to the swamp.
"With you in Dazhou, it's no wonder that the imperial court has internal and external troubles!" He Mai harshly scolded, "you should die! Go to hell! Only in this way can the court be peaceful! "
The swamp was like a giant cannibal, which pulled the two struggling people to the bottom of the swamp.
The swamp had been absorbed to the shoulder and neck of wheat, but she still kept on moving. Her fierce and resolute appearance was clearly that she would not stop killing Yancheng.
Yan Cheng watched the wheat fall down more and more. He could not care about the shackles between his throat. He cried in a dumb voice: "wheat, don't move, don't move!"
"If you can make my parents and LIULANG Muhe live a peaceful life by going to die, I'd rather die with you!" He Mai roared. He used another three points of his strength.
Yan Cheng vaguely looks at the face of he Mai in front of him, and remembers that he Mai in his memory is beautiful and beautiful. It's not that kind of beauty, but that kind of beauty that makes people bright and beautiful.
Now, her eyes and eyebrows are much longer than those of a few years ago, but she is still a young girl, and the years have not left many traces on her face.
Her face is still white, and the pupils in her eyes are still bright. Even the curvature of her lips when she is forced is almost the same as when she was young.
Yan Cheng suddenly thinks that no matter what misunderstanding they have, no matter how disrespectful he is in the eyes of he Mai, no matter how much she hates him
But he Mai is always the younger martial sister in his memory, the Mai Er he loves most.
He is a senior brother. He said that he would take care of his younger martial sister all his life. If he is a man, he has to countYan Cheng can hardly breathe, and the blue veins on his neck and forehead are frightening. Even so, he takes out the rope from his arms and throws it on a raised stone on the bank.
"Hold, hold the rope, Mai er..." He said in a hoarse voice.
He Mai's eyes are scarlet. He remembers that Yan Cheng's false accusation made his family flee and separate. He wants to be burned with him. He doesn't care about the rope!
Yan Cheng entangles the rope tightly around he Mai's hand. He already feels dizzy and can't support it
Swamp has been absorbed to Gramineae's jaw, huge suction makes abdominal pain unceasingly, Gramineae will soon be unable to support.
Just as they were about to be engulfed by the swamp, a man and a horse suddenly came from the distance and saw the scene in the swamp at a glance -
"Wo Mai!!"
With a heartrending cry, he Mai's eyes couldn't be opened by the huge suction, only his fingers on the swamp moved slightly.
Then, she completely lost consciousness
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"Bastard, you are blind. Don't you know what that woman looks like?"
A scold accompanied by a slap in the face, the whistle knelt down in fear, "Miss, I have a clumsy eye, only to see this dress that the woman once passed through..."
"You only look at your clothes, not your face?" Xu zhuofu stares at the whistle and asks.
The whistle kept kowtowing, "my subordinates should be damned. I'm not good at doing things. Please punish me!"
Xu zhuofu squinted at the comatose woman on the bed. She was not angry.
I don't know where to jump out of the woman, bad for her good!
At this time, if Yan Cheng succeeds, it's OK. If not
It's even more difficult for them to run to the western suburbs because they don't have enough time to catch them again!
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