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The Yellow River is far away, the desert is connected to the blue sky, the beautiful water is easy to reach, where is the home.

I have seen the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, the misty water, and the blueness. I am used to the majestic and steep mountains in the Central Plains. The wheels are rolling and the horseshoes are falling. , standing tenaciously, covering the desolate scenery with a little vitality.

The roads became more and more dangerous, and the scenery became more and more unfamiliar. The people and horses who set off from the capital lost all the vigor they had when they first left the city, and dragged their tired bodies over dangerous peaks and mountains.

Fifteen days alternated between the sun and the moon, many times when Qi Chi fell into a drowsy sleep, he thought he was still in the palace, until he opened his eyes and saw the gray tent above his head.Beixun's national area is only one-third of Dayu's. Unlike Dayu's vast resources and rich territory, which is dominated by mountains and grasslands, the people of Beixun have long been accustomed to living in all over the world, except that they just left the capital and stayed in the inn for two days. , The rest of the time is to choose a superior terrain to set up camp.

In addition to the [-] cavalry that Wumeng originally brought, there were also [-] Dayu elite soldiers who escorted them back. Indeed, it would be faster and quicker to set up camp directly than to settle so many soldiers and find a suitable inn.

The closer they get to Beixun, the more excited everyone is. Homecoming is just around the corner. Five thousand elite soldiers are only escorting them to the border of Beixun before they can return to Beijing. After arriving in Xiping County, the ten-day-long bumpy mountain road is over, and the open and vast terrain Let everyone have time to pause. After this journey, the road below is even more difficult and difficult.

After night falls, if the weather is good, everyone will light a huge bonfire. People in Beixuan are good at singing and dancing. Passionately presented the best leg of lamb sprinkled with fine salt to their new prince and concubine.They don't have Dayu's red tape, etiquette and music education, even facing the future King Bei Xun, the soldiers have no restraint to joke with him and compete in dancing skills in the arena.

Wumeng is seven years older than Qibo. On the first day when he stretched out his hand to help Qibo get off the carriage, Qibo felt afraid of this future or the man who was her husband, and subconsciously avoided Wumeng's hand. Get off the wagon.

Wu Meng was not angry at Qi Zhi's ignorance, he knew that women from the Central Plains were not as unrestrained and enthusiastic as those from Bei Xun, and the shyness of deep boudoir women gave Wu Meng another desire to conquer, he was not in a hurry to possess Qi Zhi for a while, Looking at her forced tenacity hiding the restlessness and fear in her eyes, this man who is used to the cool children of the grassland has an urge to protect her in the palm of his hand.

He offered her the most sincere dance, suppressed the most primitive impulse, and became as polite as a Confucian scholar in the Central Plains.Wu Meng didn't know why there was no smile on that alluring face. Seeing the rising sun, he thought maybe it was because he was worried about leaving home. After spending some time in the north, he decided to build a Tongda Yu's similar palace relieved her homesickness.

After passing Jiayuguan, one hundred miles ahead is the territory of Beixun. The carts of dowries, which were originally beautiful and beautiful, are covered with a layer of dust under the blowing of yellow sand. When the curtains of the cars are lifted, the desert is solitary and the Gobi is outside. In the shoal, there are white clouds floating in the vast blue sky, and behind the purple mist in the distance are stacks of undulating mountains, with bare rocks exposed.

Eyes full of yellow sand, never changing, Qi Wei didn't know what was waiting for her after crossing this barren land, the wheels ran over the rough sandy road, and it was already evening when they arrived at Jiayuguan, and the setting sun dyed the clouds like clouds of flames , also dyed the entire land red, and the backlit city wall was like a long black silhouette, which made people awe-inspiring.

The team replenished water and food, lit a bonfire to recharge their batteries, and it has been a month since they left the capital. Qi Xun still couldn't get used to the way of cooking mutton in Bei Xun. Without adding any seasoning to remove fishy smell, it was just fine salt, and it tasted the same as Qi Xun. I don’t like meat, I don’t like meat, and I lose my appetite after just a few mouthfuls. The Star River and Han Realm are more dazzling than ever before. The last time I was with Qi Xiao, but now things are different, and the cold wind in the desert can’t help but let Qi Xiao He tightened his clothes tightly.

"It's cold in the desert at night, so don't catch a cold." With a different tone from the Central Plains, with a slightly rising ending, Wumeng brought a bowl of hot mare's milk to Qi Ping, "Drink a bowl of mare's milk to warm up your body." Bar."

The intimacy he called Qi Ping was uncomfortable. During this month, Wu Meng had been so kind to him, and it was not that he had tried to persuade himself to accept everything. The mare's milk was overturned, and the other party sat beside him naturally, and moved away without any trace to open the distance between the two, "Thank you, prince."

The smell of mare's milk is more difficult to swallow than mutton, but it is the best food to keep out the cold in this desert. Enduring the fishy smell in his chest, he drank the mare's milk in one gulp, and there was indeed some warmth on his body. He handed the towel to Qi Zhe, after hesitating for a moment, he thanked the other party for his kindness and took out his own towel from the sleeve to wipe the corners of his mouth.

From just now, Qi Yi's intentional avoidance of himself has all fallen into Wumeng's eyes. The patience and novelty at the beginning have finally worn away in this month. When did his second prince so humbly please someone? How many women? Take the initiative to throw yourself into the arms.A little dissatisfied, he took back the towel, although he was full of resentment, he still endured it.

Qi Yugui is the princess of Dayu, if there is an unhappiness with her in front of Dayu's five thousand elite soldiers, it would not be appropriate to pass it back to Qi Xiao's ears, but tomorrow will reach the border of Beixun, and Dayu's elite soldiers will withdraw by then, so there is no way Wayward princess.

Thinking of this, Wu Meng felt relieved, no longer cared about Qi Ping's ignorance, got up with a cold face and went to drink and punch next to another group of soldiers.

Traveling to Jiayuguan and heading west for a hundred miles, they finally reached the border of Beixun. Five thousand elite soldiers camped at the same place to protect Qi Zhi and the others for the last night.

The subsequent journey was even more difficult. In addition to the more rugged mountain roads, the increasing terrain also made Qi Ping feel uncomfortable and out of breath. Just raising a wrist would make Qi Ping gasp again and again. The team slowed down to take care of Qi Ping speed.

On the third night, there was still laughter and singing outside, and Qi Yi went back to the tent early to rest. Compared with the first day, she has been much better these days, except that she is more prone to fatigue and fatigue, and her shortness of breath has eased many.

Finally, the outside voices subsided, and Qi Ping just fell asleep in a daze, when suddenly a heavy object was pressed on her body, before she could exclaim in surprise, her mouth was sealed by a pair of big hands, her rough breathing was accompanied by a strong smell of alcohol, Just as Shapi's palm made Qi Zhi feel sick all over, Wumeng's eyes were full of blood in the dark night with frightening violence.

"Ji'er, I will do my duty for my husband." The warm and moist smell of alcohol sprayed on Qi's face, and the other hand began to violently tear her clothes.

The body couldn't exert any strength, the mouth was tightly sealed and he couldn't yell. In desperation, he bit the hand. His teeth bit the palm and tasted the blood and sweetness. The person above stopped moving and squinted condescendingly. Qi 渃.

The messy clothes and the resolute and unyielding expression made Wu Meng feel inexplicably excited. With one hand, he restrained Qi Ping's two hands, and with the other hand, he grabbed Qi Ping's jaw and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with his thumb. Zhong was uncontrollably excited, "It's my husband who scared you, don't be afraid, princess, my husband loves you very much."

After speaking, one hand was about to reach into the clothes again, Qi Ping couldn't get away, and said fiercely: "If the prince does this again, I will call someone."

"Oh?" Wu Meng showed a sneer, mocking how ridiculous Qi Ping's words were, "Even if you yell, do you think someone is coming to stop you from outside? Besides..." He lowered his head and kissed Qi Ping's neck greedily, "I The two are husband and wife, so what's wrong with doing this."

The movement that was still struggling before stopped. Of course, Qi Yi understood what Wu Meng said. She couldn't escape like this forever. For the oath she gave Qi Xiao at the beginning, she had to marry Wu Meng. She closed her eyes in despair and tried not to let go. Feeling the movement of the person on his body, completely closing himself off, hoping that all this will pass quickly.

Wu Meng was very satisfied with Qi Ping's reaction, but also felt a little bored with her submission. He was about to move forward when he suddenly heard loud voices and flames from outside.

Glancing at Qi Ping below him, he was disturbed and let go of his hand. Just outside the tent, a soldier fell face to face in front of him, with an arrow stuck in his chest, piercing deeply into the armor.

Chaos's brain was mostly awake, and he saw that the tents outside were already filled with burning rockets, and the soldiers in their arms were bleeding from their chests, and it was impossible to recover.Vigorously drew out his long sword and said to the chaotic soldiers: "Don't get confused, the opponent is not far away, hide in a place where you can avoid arrows!"

The secret enemy obviously expected them to do this long ago. After shooting a rain of swords, it was replaced by a rocket, wrapped in a cloth strip soaked in pine oil, and the front part of the rocket was burning with billowing flames, like a wisp of will-o'-the-wisp coming from behind. Appearing out of thin air in the desert night in all directions.

The tent was set on fire, and five hundred soldiers could only temporarily guard the rear with a human wall. Wumeng gritted his teeth and blew his whistle. A steed ran to his side, and blocked an incoming arrow with his sword. Wu Meng said to the people around him: "I know that the enemy is in the dark, so I can't just sit and wait for death, I will kill anyone who is not afraid of death, and kill a path of blood."

After finishing speaking, he rushed into the night with a long sword. Judging from the extent of the arrow's penetration, the enemy was only less than a hundred steps away from him. Archers should be far away and not close. In close combat, they are just lambs to be slaughtered.

There were about 300 soldiers who followed, and the rest were guarding the camp and food and grass. Sure enough, rows of black shadows were seen on the sand dunes not far away. Wumeng shouted and led more than 300 soldiers. People rushed over.

Qi Zhe in the tent tidied her clothes roughly, and saw the dead soldiers outside the tent in shock. Fortunately, her tent was in the center and did not fall into the rocket. Just as Wumeng and the three hundred soldiers left, the arrows that had been shooting were also gone. After stopping the action, there are more than 100 soldiers left to fight against the remaining [-] soldiers, and the rest are either dead or injured.

The surroundings were quiet, and Wumeng's shouts and fighting sounds could be vaguely heard in the distance, but the night wind blowing over the sand and gravel was just like an auditory hallucination and unreal.The surroundings were too strangely quiet, and everyone formed a circle and looked around vigilantly.

Suddenly, a large group of people rushed from the opposite direction of Wumeng's departure, there were as many as 300 people in number, one of them was the first to react and said angrily: "No, we have a plan to divert the tiger away from the mountain!"

This was a murder without any suspense. More than 100 soldiers guarded in front of Qi Ping's tent and fought hard to resist. The law delayed the time in exchange for Wu Meng's return. Hearing the last muffled sound outside, Qi Ping couldn't help clenching his fists.

Then a strange man walked into the tent, his armor was stained red by the splash of blood, and the blood of the soldiers outside was still dripping on the blade of his right hand. She didn't want to make unnecessary resistance when she escaped. She didn't know whether such an ending would be good or bad for her, but when the other party waved the sharp sword and the consciousness drifted away, Qi Zhi still couldn't help but think of Qi Xiao and regret the parting time. Didn't say goodbye to her personally, didn't get to see her again, did she feel sad because of it?

The author has something to say: <End of the play>

Well, just kidding. . .But if the whole drama ends, it will be BE