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Chapter 20 Cheeks Are Burning(1/2)

At the third watch, the night was dark and the temperature was slightly cold. Shengze took a cloak and handed it to Yunchuan and said, "Have you remembered everything I told you? Have you brought everything you need to bring?"

"Don't worry, I'm sensible." Yun Chuan said with a smile, and put on the cloak himself. Yun Xi quickly walked over to help tie the ribbon on the collar, and said: "Yun Chuan, be careful in everything. Brother Yang, you must

Take good care of her."

Yang Qingyuan nodded and said: "Don't worry, I will protect her. I would also like to ask you two to take care of Brother Wenhan these days. Thank you very much when I come back."

"Well, Brother Wenhan, leave it to us. When I just changed his dressing, he had to come out to see you off. His current body can no longer be infected with wind and cold, so I stopped him." Yun Xi said.

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"Don't worry, he will be well taken care of by Yun Xi." Yun Chuan patted Yun Xi on the shoulder, then flew on his horse and said to Sheng Ze and Yun Xi: "We are setting off, you should go back quickly."

"Pay attention to safety." Yun Xi said with a slight sigh.

Yun Chuan and Yang Qingyuan waved their hands, raised their whips, and with a crisp "drive~", the two horses galloped into the night.

Yun Xi and Sheng Ze stood there for a long time looking at the figures disappearing into the dark night, until a gust of cool wind came and they came back to their senses.

Shengze glanced at Yun Xi, who was holding his arms, and said, "Go back, we are already far away."

"Well. Thank you very much this time." Yun Xi looked at Shengze, feeling guilty, "I hope everything goes well."

"She values ​​friendship most, and will definitely do what she decides, not to mention that this person was injured trying to save her." Shengze looked up at the stars with a sad expression, "Those who value friendship will have a difficult life."

Yun Xi was speechless. Although Yu Wenhan was injured while saving Yun Chuan, the incident happened because of Yun Xi. If it hadn't been for her, Yun Chuan would not have changed his mind and went with them halfway. Yun Xi was filled with emotion in her heart.

For the first time, he imitated the behavior of a prairie man, crossed his hands on his chest, and said silently to the Changshengtian: I hope the Changshengtian will bless Yunchuan to get the snow lotus and return safely.

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On the vast grassland, the two of them were galloping all the way, with gusts of cold wind passing by, carrying a bit of morning dew and slapping their faces. Yunchuan has been with horses since he was a child. Although in the past ten years, several major ethnic groups in the grassland have checked and balanced each other and fought in the Central Plains.

There are fewer people, but as a nomadic people, it is common to ride horses all night and camp overnight. Yunchuan has long been accustomed to it. She looked at the man beside her like the wind, her eyes were like torches, staring straight ahead, and from time to time

He yelled "drive" from his throat, and it spurted out like a stream of fire. Yun Chuan had a strange idea: this deafening "drive" might be the only way he could vent the anger in his heart.

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It is already the fifth watch, and the morning star in the east rises slowly, and there is a touch of morning glow on the horizon. The shallow red light is like a gentle veil, gently covering this vast grassland. Yun Chuan faces Yang Qingyuan

He shouted: "There is a small forest about three miles ahead. Let's take a rest next to it."

"Okay!" Yang Qingyuan nodded slightly, still looking ahead.

The two gradually slowed down until a small birch forest appeared in front of them, and a small stream flowed through the forest. Yang Qingyuan reined in the reins and looked around - green grass, silver trees and clear streams, it felt like another world.

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Yun Chuan jumped off his horse and found a side of grass to feed the horse. Looking at the thoughtful Yang Qingyuan, he said: "What are you thinking about? Feed the horse quickly, we have to be on our way soon!"

Yang Qingyuan came to his senses and quickly jumped off the horse. After settling the horse, he found a piece of hay next to Yun Chuan and sat down.

"Do you want to take a rest? I'll wake you up when the horse is full." Yunchuan asked softly.

"No, I'm not tired." Yang Qingyu took a sip of water and replied.

"You have to think about it, we can't rest until noon." Yunchuan stood up, walked to the horse, gently stroked the horse's mane, and then said, "I don't care, we

In the prairie, apart from riding horses and hunting, there is nothing much to do for fun."

"Although we in Dawei are located in the Central Plains, our ancestors are Xiongling people. Although we have long been integrated into the Central Plains culture, the blood of the Xionglings still flows in our bodies. I can still cope with this kind of long journey." Yang Qingyu said slowly.

"Well, that's true. Speaking of it, you Dawei and our Tusang and Huangbei should belong to the same clan, and are both descendants of the Xiongling people. After you took over the Central Plains, you reformed and promoted agriculture. The land is fertile and you have strong financial resources. You also want to

We, the northern nomads, are all under my command. I admire the great talents and strategies of our ancestors in Dawei, but we like this kind of free nomadic life. Even if we sometimes encounter hunger, cold, illness, but the survival of the fittest, the good will

Born in heaven, this is how life should be." Yunchuan said.

"What you said about 'being born according to nature' must be good? It has been nearly two hundred years since Dawei believed in the teachings of Confucius and Mencius, and the country and the people from all over the world are peaceful. But among the ethnic groups in the desert, resources are scarce, so they sometimes make alliances and sometimes turn against each other. The so-called

We are born according to nature, but there is no way to change the status quo." Yang Qingyuan retorted, "If you have the opportunity to choose the living environment, what do you think most people will choose?"

Yang Qingyuan turned to look at Yunchuan who was stroking the horse, and regretted telling her these inhumane truths. This woman's status in the desert is certainly not low, she can enjoy the free desert life, and she is less involved in the interests of the ethnic group.

, so we can retain this rare "innocence".

"Well, you are right. Most of the 'Heaven's Will' are made by the strong. Dawei is indeed the strong one at present. The 'Heaven's Will' they made is nothing more than surrendering and obeying their orders. When there are foreign enemies

We are just here to act as a shield against the invasion." Yunchuan walked up to Yang Qingyuan, pointed at the grassland in front of him and said, "If you people from Dawei were allowed to settle here, would they be able to survive? Autumn and winter here are long and bone-chilling; spring is bone-chilling.

The time is short and not suitable for growing food; although the climate in summer is pleasant, wild beasts are infested, and you can fall into the wolf's mouth if you are not careful. In such an environment, you are trying to teach ethics to a group of people who do not have enough to eat, do not wear warm clothes, and whose lives are not guaranteed.

Humility, will anyone listen? Although I have never been on the battlefield, and I don’t want to see the killing, I can understand their original intentions and thoughts. They guard their wives and children, and pick up weapons for one-third of an acre of land.

It’s better than becoming Dawei’s slave and human shield.”

Yang Qingyuan looked at the bright-eyed woman in front of him with some surprise. The judgment of the word "innocent" seemed a bit too arbitrary.

"When I say 'live according to nature', I only mean that life, old age, illness and death follow the natural course. You have never heard the loud singing of a nomadic woman, never seen the praying face of the white old man, never drank from the clear spring in the snow-capped mountains, never chased the

Fiery sunset, you have been away from here for 200 years, and you will not understand the depth and vastness of this place." After Yunchuan finished speaking, he sighed deeply and looked into Yang Qingyuan's deep eyes, wondering if he could understand his feelings.

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When Yang Qingyuan heard this, he felt something in his heart. He didn't expect that Yun Chuan was a woman with a clear knowledge of thousands of miles away, and he was a little impressed. Although he was treated well in Dawei and had traveled to mountains and rivers, when it came to caring about his family and country, he was far less than Yun Chuan.

Chuan. In his heart, there are more indescribable indescribable and unavoidable persistence.

Thinking of this, Yang Qingyun suddenly became suspicious: What is the identity of this woman? There have been many flaws in the identities of herself and Yu Wenhan in the past two days. The young prince of Xiayi has been making insidious inquiries, and he must be conducting various verifications. Da Wei and Yu Wenhan

The relationship between the grassland ethnic groups is complicated, so it is better to be careful and not talk too much about border issues, otherwise it will not delay the important matter of saving Yu Wenhan.

"These things are not something ordinary people like me need to think about. There are disputes in the world, and some people have to worry about them." In order to cover up, Yang Qingyuan quickly stood up from the ground, untied the horse's reins, and said: "Let's go, we still have to worry about it."

Mind your own business."

Yunchuan looked at the background of him getting on the horse and shrugged helplessly, thinking that this man was really too wary. He had treated him sincerely, but he was on guard. Yunchuan thought to himself: "Why are you pretending like this? You are good at riding."

Shoot, I like to read military books, I don’t like fighting for power since I was a child, and I yearn for the smoke of the desert. I have been listening to your story for almost eight years. It’s okay, I don’t believe that it’s so difficult to open the lock on your heart. One day, I will do something big

Let’s just walk in and see if it’s really what I thought.”

It was already dusk, and the two of them worked hard together and arrived at the territory of the Yuezhi tribe an hour earlier than expected. In order not to alarm others, they found a hidden forest two miles outside the tribe to rest for a while, and took out their early breakfast.

Prepared clothes for disguise.

The two of them each put on the costumes of Yueshi guards, and Shengze also carefully prepared a beard for Yunchuan. Yunchuan put on the beard and turned around, making Yang Qingyun's eyes widen in surprise, "It's ugly.

"?" Yun Chuan asked.

"No, no." Yang Qingyuan obviously said something against his will.

"You were so scared that your eyes almost popped out just now, and you said it's not ugly?" Yun Chuan touched the beard on his face, sighed and said, "I'm willing to go all out for my friends."

"Is your beard turned upside down?" Yang Qingyuan came closer and took a closer look.

"Reverse? How come it's reversed? Isn't it stuck like this? There's no mirror here, how should I stick it?" Yun Chuan asked in surprise.

"Tear it off, and I'll put it on for you." Yang Qingyuan took the beard that Yun Chuan had torn off. It turned out that the beard was attached backwards and had grown on his face instead.

This is the third time that Yunchuan has been so close to Yang Qingyuan. The distance between the two fists is clearly visible. Yunchuan heard the "dong-dong" sound in her heart and didn't know whether it was her own or the other party's. Her eyes could not avoid it.

Looking at Yang Qingyuan's face, those bright black eyes were like a bottomless pool, reflecting his own shadow, as if he was trying to suck himself in: the man's breath was intermittently slapping his cheeks.

, his fingers accidentally touched his face, just like the warm and pleasant water of a summer lake; and from those broad arms, there was a faint smell of sweat that faintly spread to his breath.

Yun Chuan took a deep breath, almost greedily, and took a deep breath slowly, but he didn't know how to exhale it, so he had to hold it in, his cheeks turned red, and his eyes were as wide as copper bells.

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"What's wrong with you? Your eyes are so big?" Yang Qingyuan finished helping Yun Chuan put on his beard, and dropped his hands as if relieved. He looked at Yun Chuan's bulging cheeks and asked with wide eyes.

After putting on his beard, Yun Chuan quickly turned his head and let out the breath he was holding in his heart. Because he was holding his breath for too long, Yun Chuan involuntarily patted his chest and gasped: "It's okay, it's okay. We were too close just now, I

I was afraid that if I exhaled, it would affect your performance, so I had to hold it in. Fortunately, you were quick, and I almost lost my breath."

Hearing this explanation, Yang Qingyuan was speechless for a moment. In the past few days, he could always see the shadow of Xi'er on Yun Chuan. He knew clearly that this was impossible, but this kind of trance made him a little obsessed.

"Hey, aren't you worried about me? I'm fine now." Yun Chuan looked at Yang Qingyuan who was a little overwhelmed, and felt a little happy. He pulled him to sit down on the floor and said, "Let's talk about business. I'll talk first.

If you have any opinions on my plan, please add to it."

Yunchuan said: "Our grassland gathering will be full of singing and dancing, and lights will be decorated. You can see the faint sound of the piano coming from there, it should be preparations for the party. After a while, the lights will be brightly lit, which means that the banquet is about to begin.

When the song starts, it means we have entered the main topic; when the sound of dancing gets louder and louder, and the group starts dancing, it is not far from the end. So when the lights turn on, we have to rush there immediately; when the song starts, we have to take action;

If everyone starts dancing, we must evacuate immediately."

Yang Qingyuan nodded as he listened and motioned for her to continue. Yun Chuan broke off a branch and drew on the ground with the afterglow of the setting sun: "Before departure, I discussed with Shengze that the yurt where the white lotus and snow lotus is stored is most likely to be two

There are three locations - one is where Mingcheng monk Shangdu Khan lives, and the other is General Wei Xu, whom Shangdu Khan trusts most. Shengze checked carefully and found that Huang Bei brought a total of 20 people this time, 15 of whom were guards and

Maid. In order to maintain the momentum of this welcome banquet, I guess Shangdu Khan will bring at least 10 people to attend, and the remaining people will handle the tent. After we pass, I will go to the kitchen to get some food first, and use the food to attract the people.

Open it, take the opportunity to go in and check it out."

"Well, that's a good idea. They have been working hard all day, and that's when they are most sleepy and hungry." Yang Qingyuan nodded in praise, sighing that Yunchuan turned out to be a brave and resourceful woman.

"You must be careful when you go in to check. Huang Bei is well versed in mechanisms. When you see Xuelian's box, be sure not to open it head-on." Yun Chuan was worried, but as she was the only one who knew the local accent, she had to do it herself to lure the guards away.

"Oh, by the way, if you find a century-old snow lotus, take three petals from the middle and put them in this box immediately."

"Well, don't worry, I have experience in avoiding the tricks of the government. Leave the external matters to Miss Yunchuan, and I will take care of the internal matters." Yang Qingyuan was grateful.
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