The Days of Dressing Up as a Handsome General

The Qi army attacked the city all the way and was invincible. After Yuezhou City, the Qi army broke through five cities in a row.

On this day, taking advantage of Sima Yan's good mood, I put forward my own request, "I want to write a letter to them, so that they can rest assured."

Sima Yan looked away from the map on the big table, glanced at me, and smiled slightly, "Okay."

I prepared the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, spread the rice paper on the map, and stuffed the ink-soaked brush into Sima Yan's hand, "Come and write for me."

Sima Yan smiled and said, "What the hell are you planning?"

"Don't make any plans. If you can fight all the way to Liangjing, then it's just right. I have a lot to ask Feng'er. As for Nangong Yu, I want to ask him to heal his wounds and wait for me." Actually, I told myself I am not confident in my handwriting. After being here for so long, my handwriting is still ugly enough.

The smile on Sima Yan's face froze, "Do you think you can still be together?"

"It's impossible for me to let him go," I said firmly, pointing to my heart, "he's already lived here."

Sima Yan suddenly stopped this topic, and asked instead: "What do you want me to write?"

I was stunned for a moment, this calm person in front of me is Sima Yan?I blinked and said: "Everything is fine, don't worry about it, the most important thing is to heal your wounds, wait for me at home."

Sima Yan wrote very slowly, one stroke after another, without a trace of flowing water, like a primary school student copying a copybook. After he finished writing, he threw the brush on the table, and a ball of ink was left on the sheepskin map.

I stood aside, speechless, watching the ink on the paper dry little by little, and then reached out to take it and fold it.But Sima Yan stood up abruptly, grabbed the letter in my hand, tore it to pieces, and pressed him down with a fierce kiss full of anger.

I clenched my teeth and struggled desperately. Sima Yan was so angry that he grabbed my neck, "Don't you think I'm not in your heart?"

I stared at him stubbornly, Sima Yan, it's useless even if you strangle me to death!

Sima Yan took a few breaths, the strength in his hand was slightly slowed down, and his tone was filled with ardent expectation, and he said, "Mo'er, I will give you time, can you forget about Nangong Yu? I won't lose you again this time." , don’t run away anymore, we’ll be together forever, okay?”

"In your world, there are country, subjects, and me, but in his world there is only me, and I can't do it..."

"Can you leave me? You obviously love me..." Sima Yan's eyes flashed with pain, "Why do you want to avoid this relationship?"

I was a little annoyed, and felt that Sima Yan was simply being sentimental, so I grinned and said angrily, "Why do you say that?"

"Because you never said that you love Nangong Yu," Sima Yan let go of his hand, embraced me in his arms, and said leisurely, "If you hadn't called my name when you were unconscious that day, I would have been killed by you." I've been cheated, if your body can't drink too much, I really want to get you drunk every day, only in this way you won't always say things that make me sad."

The hand that was about to refuse fell on his side because of Sima Yan's words. I lowered my eyes and felt a little depressed, "Is that why you tried to tie me up?"

"Even if your name is Nangong Yu, I'll still tie you up." Sima Yan's arms were slightly clenched, so tight that I couldn't breathe. "You must keep your promises."

There was a hint of anger in my tone, and I said: "I also promised to help you attack the cold, but I don't intend to give you advice." Or I don't know anything about war at all.

"I just want you to be with me, don't worry about those things, you just need to keep looking at me," Sima Yan stroked my back, with a hint of determination in his tone, "I will catch Zhuge Yun and let him He died before you in apology."

"Actually, I don't hate Zhuge Yun." I withdrew from his embrace and said cautiously, "After all, those things have passed. It can be said that after the battle with Guguan, I started a new life. Why bother to pursue it?"

"When I was a proton in Liangguo, I mocked Zhuge Yun, saying that I was curious what Liangguo would become in his hands. And he did not disappoint me, even his sharpest minions wanted to kill him. He skinned and cramped. I just seized the opportunity to fulfill my wish."

Seeing my eyebrows furrowed slightly, Sima Yan said again: "If you don't want to see Zhuge Yun, anyway, I promised Feng'er and handed Zhuge Yun to him."

My brows became even tighter. Feng'er and Ye'er's different minds made me really worried. If Feng'er has the ability to control the political situation at such a young age, I don't know what it will be like when she grows up.

Feng'er's face full of resentment flashed in front of my eyes, and her voice raised slightly: "Sima Yan, tell me the truth, how much effort did Feng'er put in to attack the cold this time?"

"Without him in the middle, I wouldn't have attacked Liang so early. Given Qi's national strength, it would take at least ten years to develop the possibility of annexing Liang." Sima Yan thought for a while and said, "Mo'er, some The thing is that Feng'er won't let me tell you, but I think you have the right to know. Do you want to listen?"

I nodded, Sima Yan said again: "But I have conditions."

I was a little impatient, "It's up to you whether you say it or not, I can meet Feng'er and ask him again."

"This temper is a bit like the one in the palace before." Sima Yan picked up the pen on the table, dipped it in ink, and wrote on the blank corner of the sheepskin map, and said, "But you should also listen to my conditions, maybe Not harsh."

There was a small paw in my heart scratching and scratching. Seeing Sima Yan's confident expression, he obviously knew something, so I couldn't help blurting out: "What conditions?"

Sima Yan took out a short dagger from his boot, cut off the corner, and handed it to me.

I looked down, and on the palm-sized dark yellow sheepskin, there was a faint fragrance of ink—"Everything is fine, don't read it, and take care of your wounds. Yan Mo"

He said: "The paper is fragile, and it is much better to use sheepskin, but I can only write to this extent."

I smiled slightly, walked to the door, and handed the sheepskin letter to the guard, "Send someone to Zhu's Mansion in Yuezhou City."

The guard obviously knew that Sima Yan had acquiesced, so he replied concisely, "Yes."

Sima Yan also came over, took my hand, and stated his condition, "You have to pretend that you don't know anything."

I looked at Sima Yan in astonishment, feeling baffled, and said, "Then why do you still tell me? Wouldn't it be better if you just shut up?!"

Sima Yan shook his head, "Because you can't hide it, you will ask sooner or later, you should have noticed that Feng'er and Ye'er are different from ordinary children, if you don't know what happened to them before, and you know how they are You will find it inconceivable that they won the power to support them, and you can even conclude that their minds are not more than seven years old."

Could it be that they also wore it?This is the thought that flashed through my head, I was almost engrossed in waiting for Sima Yan's words.

"And this is what they don't want you to know. Feng'er said, I hope you will love him as your child for the rest of your life. He is afraid that you will stop loving him if you know the truth..."

The more I listen, the more confused I become, the truth?What truth?Isn't the truth that they were passed through?

"They were originally the children of General Yan Qingyan, that is, your third brother and fourth sister."

My jaw almost dropped, old clam got pearls?No way, but counting the years, it seems to make sense.

"The reason why Feng'er hates Zhuge Yun so much is that besides Zhuge Yun forcing you to take poison, there is another reason." Sima Yan's breath was a little disordered, and he slowly told the truth, "That day you were forced to take the poison. Yandan, and he and Ye'er were also given the secret medicine. For seven days, you were in a trance, and the bodies of Feng'er and Ye'er also changed during these seven days, until you woke up on the seventh day, Zhuge Yuncai took the antidote for them, and their appearance had already regressed to six years old at this time."

I was dumbfounded, blinked my eyes, and asked nonsense involuntarily, and said, "This... this, does that mean they are six years old again?"

Sima Yan nodded resolutely, and I couldn't help thinking about it, it turned out that they were given the medicine to rejuvenate their youth... If I was given this kind of medicine in my seventies, I'm afraid I would be so happy that I couldn't stop laughing three times God, but Feng'er hates Zhuge Yun so much, obviously this medicine is not a good thing for him."How old are they?" I asked.

"Eighteen this year."

No wonder, this young man in his prime, at the right time to show his ambitions, was forced to go back to being a child again at the age of six...

I nodded dully, and suddenly remembered a question that puzzled me, "Sima Yan, do you know how old I am?"

How could Sima Yan think that I would ask this suddenly, he was taken aback for a moment, and then replied: "23."

"Oh." I nodded, remembering my age, and said to myself: "So they have the mind of a seven-year-old, and I said how could it be so..."

Sima Yan interrupted me, and said the rest of the words in one breath, "However, because Feng'er was bewitched by Zhuge Yun before, he was poisoned repeatedly, and his body can hardly grow up. "

I was stunned there for a long time and didn't come back to my senses. What does it mean not to grow up? "What are you talking about? Can't grow up? Is there no way?"

"Ye'er learned from Xue Yixian, and I dare say that there is no one in Qi who has better medical skills than her. She said that even if she keeps taking medicine, it is still unknown whether Feng'er can grow to a figure of twelve or thirteen years old given her physical condition. But she never gave up."

I was speechless, my whole heart was in a mess, and I murmured: "No wonder you said you couldn't hide it."

"Because Feng'er and Ye'er are still young, you can't see the difference in body, but as Ye'er grows up year by year, you can see how slow Feng'er's development is, maybe he needs longer It takes time to grow to the figure of twelve or thirteen years old..."

Then stay at the age of twelve or thirteen forever?There was a sore pain in my heart, my whole chest was tight and panicked, but I couldn't find a breakthrough. Perhaps the pain in Feng'er's heart was a thousand times more severe than this, so he could only bear it silently.

I sighed but said with firm eyes: "Sima Yan, you can't let Zhuge Yun die like that. I never thought there would be such a vicious person in the world."

"I'll tell you this because I don't want you to go to Feng'er to get to the bottom of it. It's also because he has planned a lot for us. In the future, you only need to complain about your son's slow development at the right time." Sima Yan stroked my hand, with a strange smile on his lips, and said, "As for Zhuge Yun, I never thought of letting him die."

My eyebrows twitched involuntarily, thinking of the imprint on my lower back, I opened my mouth, but couldn't say a word.

Sima Yan looked at me, stretched out his hand to pinch my cheek, and said, "You should really see how funny your crying expression was just now."

I didn't control my mouth, "The tattoo on my lower back..."

"The shape is the same as the jade pendant I showed you last time, the only difference is the characters on it." Sima Yan was not as excited as I expected, "It is a symbol of the blood of the royal family of Liang Kingdom, and anyone with the surname Zhuge There is such a piece of jade pendant, yours is the word 'ink', and Zhuge Yun's is the word 'cloud', I guessed everything when I saw it that day."

I watched Sima Yan take out the piece of suet white jade from his pocket, and said, "You almost gnawed off my piece of meat."

"It won't happen now." Sima Yan smiled, threaded the piece of suet white jade with a red string the thickness of a wicker, and hung it around my neck, saying: "This piece of jade of ours will be pasted by you. The heart is precious, and even if his jade is tattooed on your body, you can still see it. Why should we worry about a piece of invisible jade. "

"Who is with you, ours," I pouted, "you dare say you never minded."

"So what? I've figured it out now. Even though Zhuge Yun once took possession of your body, he never lived in your heart. On the contrary, I care more about Nangong Yu's existence."

"Sima Yan, let me tell you too, I will not leave him unless Nangong Yu quits first."

"Mo'er, can we not mention this man when we are together?" Sima Yan frowned, "Can you just look at me and think of me?"

I held the warm white jade in my hand, thought for a while, and suddenly said: "Sima Yan, tell me the whole story, I want to hear it, for example, the first time we met. Tell me about the things that happened before."

Sima Yan showed his face with a warm smile, "If you want to hear it, I will say it, or you have to escape from me in embarrassment, and you saved me and start talking..."