When the plum blossoms are gone, the people are gone

This relaxed and lazy life continued until Nangong Yinlu was 16 years old...

"Sigh...Jing Shiyu was taken away by father again, this time he and Nan Ting will inevitably have a fierce battle." Nangong Yin Lu and Mo Linran said.

"You haven't entered the battlefield yet, so don't worry too much." Mo Linran said.

"Yes, besides, the Jing guard is very skilled, nothing will happen, and you... just relax." Shang Moli came out with a plate of dim sum, "Come on, it's just out of the oven, it's delicious .”

"Eh? I never thought you could become a good wife and mother..." Nangong Yin Lu couldn't help but complain.

"Brat!" Shang Moli angrily tapped Nangong Yinlu on the forehead.

"Hey... thank you." Nangong Yin Lu smiled.

"Don't be so polite, we grew up together anyway."

"Xiao, don't just stand there all the time, come and eat together." Nangong Yin Lu waved to Xiao who was standing on the side.

"This...isn't it good..." At this time, Xiao had just been with Nangong Yinlu for a few days, and he was still very young and restrained.

This is completely different from the current Xiao who sometimes bickers with Nangong Yinlu.

"It's okay, don't be so particular, come on, it's delicious." Nangong Yin Lu said with a smile.

"This..." Akatsuki was still a little worried.

"Hey, don't think so much, we are about the same age, don't be so restrained all the time, you know?" Nangong Yinlu walked towards Xiao, patted Xiao's shoulder, and said.

"Come on." Nangong Yinlu pulled Xiao towards the stone table.

"Well..." Xiao said softly, although Nangong Yinlu's hands were a little cold, but Xiao felt a little warm, not physically, but a kind of warmth from the bottom of his heart...

Nangong Yinlu found him in the slave market one day, and then bought him. Nangong Yinlu asked Xiao to follow him and treat him like a brother. No one has ever treated him like this.Therefore, Akatsuki made up her mind that no matter what happens in the future, she will protect this person...

"Yin Lu." A magnetic voice sounded behind Nangong Yin Lu.

"Brother Jing Shiyu!" Nangong Yin Lu threw himself at Jing Shiyu with a look of surprise, "Why are you here?"

Akatsuki's eyes dimmed...

"I'll come and see you." Jing Shiyu said with a smile.

"You..." Nangong Yinlu seemed to think of something, "Are you going to fight against Nanting with Dad..."

"Well...so I came to say goodbye to you." Jing Shiyu smiled and touched Nangong Yinlu's head and said, "You...so, how can I leave you alone in Beiwang..."

"I'm very unhappy when you say that." Shang Moli pouted.

"Sorry, sister Mo Li." Jing Shiyu looked at Shang Moli with a smile.

"Jing Shiyu, it's going to be bad luck to go out this time, have you really thought about it?" Mo Linran also looked at Jing Shiyu.

"Yes, Bei Wang saved my life, so... I won't regret it." Jing Shiyu said firmly.

"Brother Jing Shiyu..." Nangong Yinlu looked at the tall man, "You must come back alive... okay... please..."

"Well... I will..." Jing Shiyu looked at the tearful Nangong Yinlu and said in a low voice.

"You must come back alive, you know..." Nangong Yinlu said in a low voice, as if muttering.

"Well, I promise you."

It's just... This sentence was the last sentence Jing Shiyu said to Nangong Yinlu.

In this battle, although the young master Nangong Yinxi came back alive, he suffered heavy losses. Most of the soldiers died on the battlefield, and Jing Shiyu was among them...

When Nangong Yinlu looked at Jing Shiyu's body, it was still the familiar face, handsome and young, and he seemed to be just asleep.

"Brother Jing Shiyu..." Nangong Yin Lu obviously found it hard to accept this fact, but he didn't cry.

"Yin Lu..." Shang Moli stood behind Nangong Yinlu, and patted Nangong Yinlu's trembling shoulders with both hands.

"Sister Mo Li..." The rare Nangong Yin Lu called Shang Moli that way.

Shang Moli was taken aback, "En?"

"Brother Jing Shiyu, is he just asleep?" Nangong Yin Lu actually laughed, "Shall we wake him up now?"

Akatsuki stood aside, frowning.

"Yin Lu...he..." Shang Moli wanted to say that he was dead, but found something wrong with Nangong Yin Lu's eyes.

"Sister Mo Li, look, Brother Jing is already at this point, and he is still sleeping. We really have to wake him up, or Daddy will come back soon and reprimand him..." Nangong Yin Lu's eyes were blurred, but Still said with a smile.

"He..." Shang Moli opened his mouth, but didn't say anything, but tasted a bit of bitterness - it was tears...

"Mo Li... Sister... Tell me! Brother Jing just fell asleep, right?!" Nangong Yin Lu was a little anxious, and said with a little cry.

"I... Jing guards him..." Shang Moli looked at Nangong Yin Lu who was about to cry, and his heart was very complicated.

When Nangong Yinlu was born, his mother died of dystocia. His father, Nangong Yinxi, was so sad that he blamed all the blame on Nangong Yinlu. Since Nangong Yinlu was born, how many times he visited Nangong Yinlu There are only a handful of them, every time I come, I just give this child a blank look, and then leave...

Therefore, when Nangong Yinlu was a child, he spoke very little, was very sensitive, and had low self-esteem. Although he and Mo Linran were with him, he could still feel that sense of loneliness until Jing Shiyu appeared in front of Nangong Yinlu.

At that time, Jing Shiyu was very embarrassed, covered in tattered coarse linen clothes, standing black and thin in front of Nangong Yinlu, but Nangong Yinlu didn't dislike him, instead took his hand and smiled rarely Get up, "What's your name? From now on, from now on, will you be my brother?"

Shang Moli felt that these two people were alike from a certain point of view, so they resonated with each other when they met for the first time, so the two of them played together after a short while, and Nangong Yinlu's pale and thin little face was beautiful. The color of blood and the vigor of a child...

For Nangong Yinlu, Jing Shiyu is the most important, no one can replace him...

"Nangong Yinlu!" Xiao looked at Nangong Yinlu and said, "Wake up! Don't paralyze yourself! Guard Jing is dead!"

"What did you say..." Nangong Yin Lu turned around slowly, staring straight at Xiao, and walked towards Xiao slowly.

"Yin Lu!"

Following Shang Moli's scream, Nangong Yin Lu had already pinched Xiao's neck, his eyes were full of killing intent.

"You have the guts to say it again..." Nangong Yinlu stared at Xiao closely, and said through gritted teeth.

"Nangong...Yin Lu...you...don't lie to...myself...he...has...already...dead! You...you...don't lie to...myself..." Akatsuki said with difficulty.

"I..." Nangong Yin slowly lowered his hand as if stimulated, and began to cry helplessly, "I...I know...I know...but...he , he may still be, still alive... still alive... right..."

"Whether he is still alive, and whether he can still live, don't you know before he leaves?" Xiao said to him in a low voice with a slow tone.

"Wuwuwu...I, I know...he...he...will never come back...but...why...obviously...obviously, I should die...why..." Nangong Yin Lu sobbed.

"...Cry...Cry out...that's...it's okay..." Xiao patted Nangong Yinlu's shoulder lightly, and comforted her.

"Ah...ah...why...why!..." Nangong Yinlu couldn't bear it anymore, and burst into tears...