Rebirth of the fairy in the painting

In the early morning of the next day, a grain detaining team set off from outside the city gate of Xuancheng, and the two leaders were Zi Hua and An Xining.

"Are you sure they're coming?"

An Xining looked leisurely: "If they don't come, they have to come."

Zihua expressed his puzzlement, and An Xining was very surprised by the puzzled expression on his face. If it wasn't for the wrong time and place, he really wanted to go up and pinch it.

Clearing his throat, An Xining said embarrassedly: "I sent someone to sneak a message to the Xiao clan's troops, saying that the Xia army's food and grass were destroyed, and today they will transport food back from Xuancheng for emergency treatment."

"Will they believe it?"

"There is a shortage of food and grass in the army of the Xiao clan. If they don't cut the food and grass, they will definitely lose. Besides, their eldest prince and third prince are fighting among themselves. Now the third prince Shi Junming is in a weak position, and the eldest prince Shi Jiena is a no-brainer. Whether it is to win this battle and win the throne, or to stabilize the hearts of the soldiers, he must come here."

Zi Hua took a deep look at him: "I didn't expect you to be able to figure out people's hearts."

An Xining's face turned bitter in an instant, and he yelled for injustice: "Zi Hua, I am pure and good, the sun and the moon can learn from each other!"

Zi Hua sneered, flicked his horsewhip and ran to the front first.

"Zi Hua, wait for me, Zi Hua, I'm telling the truth." An Xining jumped up, making up his mind that he would pretend to be a little white rabbit no matter what!

The two chased each other and came to a forest road, with tall trees on both sides, a few yellow pages hanging from their fingers, and they were blown by the wind, rustling and falling to the ground.

An Xining hurried two steps to protect Zi Hua: "Be careful, there is an ambush."

Zi Hua slightly nodded her head, her expression didn't show any special reaction, she just slowed down Su Yue's pace.

"Whoosh!" A cold arrow was shot from the side, brushed past An Xining's face, and was firmly nailed to the tree trunk next to him, the swaying tail feathers made a buzzing sound.

Zi Hua's heart tightened, his eyes turned cold instantly, a long sword appeared in his hand, and he held it by his side with a swish.

An Xining saw his reaction in his eyes, and was really happy and surprised in his heart. He controlled Ta Yan to approach Zi Hua, flatteringly said: "I'm fine, Zi Hua, don't worry."

Zi Hua glanced at him coldly and then withdrew his gaze: "Who is worrying about you, don't open a dyeing workshop just to give you three points."

"Zihua..." An Xining felt wronged, "You don't even know how to coax me."

"To shut up."

After a cold arrow, followed by a dense rain of arrows, An Xining protected Zi Hua behind his back, with a sword across his chest, dancing airtightly, blocking the incoming sword.

"retreat!"

"But Your Highness, what should we do with our food and grass?" The guard beside him asked anxiously. He was the person in charge sent by Zongbing Lin to escort the food and grass, and he had to protect people and food.

"Life is important."

"Yes!"

The whole group was forced to retreat steadily, and it was fortunate that there were no casualties.

Thinking that the enemy's arrows were exhausted, An Xining and Zi Hua were able to rest for a while.

"Hahaha, you little brats of the Xia Dynasty, hand over your food and grass obediently, and grandpa can reward you with a whole corpse."

A stout man approached with a team of Xiao clan soldiers and horses, with a wide-mouthed sword pinned to his waist, with an arrogant attitude and an arrogant expression.

Zi Hua didn't like this kind of rough man at all, and heard An Xining say that this man was the number one general under Shi Jiena, the eldest prince of the Xiao Clan, he couldn't help but frowned: "An ignorant and reckless man dares to speak wild words here .”

"Yo," the burly man wasn't annoyed, instead he narrowed his eyes and stroked his beard and said, "Where did this talking rabbit come from? Look at the thin skin and tender flesh. Grandpa thought it was a bitch when he didn't look carefully." Well, it is said that Xia Chao is very masculine, it really is true, even a war has to bring a bed warmer, it is really a blessing."

The soldiers of the Xiao clan around him all laughed and laughed, and the burly man was even more proud: "I said, Mr. Rabbit, the prince of the Xia Dynasty you are following is probably going to die at the hands of grandpa today. If you have eyesight, just obediently Come here, Grandpa, although I am not a man, it is still okay to love you, even if Grandpa gets tired of playing, I still have so many brothers by my side."

Suddenly, the thick man's eyes widened, and before he could call for help, his head was separated from his body, and he rolled off the horse with a grunt, blood spilling all over the ground, his face was still terrified, and his eyes were looking straight at him. The body on the horse seems resentful and unwilling.

An Xining's long sword stood next to the head dripping with blood, his face was as gloomy as hell's Shura, and he said coldly, "Whoever insults someone who dares to insult the beloved in this hall, this hall will let him die without a place to bury him!"

His red eyes gloomyly swept over every Xiao clan soldier present: "None of you should leave today."

The soldiers of the Xiao Clan were all startled on the spot. Just now when An Xining cut off their general's head with a sword, they had already frightened a group of people. Now they were captured by his aura, and the timid people were already fighting. Soft-hearted and startled.

Zi Hua was also stunned by the situation in front of him. Although he was dissatisfied with the words and deeds of that burly man, he didn't take it seriously, at most he wanted to teach him a lesson, he didn't know that An Xining would be so impulsive for him.

The heart is sour and sweet, and the mood is confused for a while.

When he came back to his senses, his eyes had turned into a purgatory on earth, with blood raining down and screams, An Xining was so red-eyed, he mercilessly slashed and slashed.

The soldiers of the Xia Dynasty had already rushed into the battlefield, and the grievances of being crushed and beaten by the arrow rain just now burst out, and they beat up the people who caught the Xiao clan.

When there was only the last Xiao Clan soldier left, An Xining had a hearty smile in his eyes. He lost control of his emotions at this time, partly because of the insult to Zi Hua by the thick man, and partly because of the self in his previous life. Give Zi a title, let him lie under him as a man and woman, be imprisoned in the palace by himself, and be ridiculed by others, how is it different from today's thick and strong men?

He wanted to kill that man, and everyone who had insulted Zi Hua, including himself.

An Xining approached step by step, and slowly raised the sword in his hand.

There was the sound of horseshoes in the distance, An Xining looked up, it turned out that the people from the Xiao clan had arrived, the eyes of the soldiers of the Xiao clan on the ground shone brightly, and the will to survive made him get up quickly, and staggered towards the ground. The troops ran.

Suddenly his figure stopped, and he looked down at his chest. A long sword pierced his heart. Blood rushed out, little by little, dripping from the tip of the sword, like spring flowers in February, blooming on the ground. On the cracked land.

"Your Highness, what should we do?"

At this time, An Xining's rationality had returned, and he said coldly: "Pretend to resist, and then withdraw."

"Then our food and grass."

"Hmph, why not send them off."

The two soldiers handed over, and it didn't take long for Xia Chao's side to be defeated. While fighting, he retreated and abandoned the food and grass, and ran towards the barracks.

The purpose of the soldiers of the Xiao clan was to provide food and grass, not to mention resettling their dead comrades, so they didn't go after them and let the soldiers of the Xia Dynasty flee.

When approaching the barracks, An Xining called the guards around him and asked him to explain today's situation on his behalf, while he jumped on Su Yue's back, shook the reins, and ran towards the nearby small mountain with Zi Hua .

As soon as the two got off the horse, An Xining hugged Zihua tightly, his trembling hands revealed his uneasiness, his rapid breathing hit his ears, disrupting their heartbeats, An Xining buried his face in the On the necks of the people around me, Zi Hua's name was murmured over and over again.

Zihua's heart beat for a moment, he hesitantly raised the hand by his side, and finally placed it on An Xining's waist, his chin rested lightly on An Xining's shoulder, and gradually closed his eyes.

"Zi Hua?!" How could An Xining fail to feel the change in Zi Hua's attitude, it was not the indulgence when he was distracted, nor the obedience when he was forced to have no choice but to hand himself over to him willingly.

Zi Hua opened his eyes, his pale pupils were full of confusion: "An Xining, do you like me?"

An Xining hugged his arms tightly, rubbing her cheeks against Zihua's soft and cool black hair: "No, I don't like you."

Zi Hua froze, and was about to struggle away immediately, but An Xining didn't let him succeed, instead hugged him even tighter, and whispered into his ear: "Idiot, I love you more than you imagined." Love you, those who love almost lose themselves."

Zihua stopped struggling, her earlobe was pink, and it took her a long time to ask, "Why me? You and I are both men, and there is a huge gap."

An Xining couldn't help laughing: "There's no reason, maybe it's destiny, maybe it's a predestined relationship in a previous life..."

His voice became lower and lower: "Zi Hua, there is always that one person in the world that makes you worry about your heart. When he is by your side, everything else becomes better, but if he leaves, life will lose its meaning. You are the one in my heart." That person wants to spend the rest of his life with you, even if it's just plain, having you is enough."

Zi Hua's eyes turned red, and he said with difficulty: "An Xining, your life is different from mine after all, I don't want to endure thousands of years of loneliness after paying my heart."

This is the biggest gap between them. Their life span is only a few dozen years, but the lifespan of an immortal is immeasurable. It is too cruel to exchange a momentary love for the other party's year-round pain.

But still unwilling to let go, after all, he is the only one in his life.

An Xining struggled with heartache, but still held onto Zihua: "Just treat me as selfish, Zihua, I can't let go, if you wait for me, even if I'm reincarnated forever, I'll come back to you, as long as you do not forget me."

Zi Hua was silent for a long time, and then said in a low voice, "Okay, I'll wait for you."

"Zi Hua!" An Xining was overjoyed, and gently shook Zi Hua in his arms, "We've made a deal, you're not allowed to play tricks."

Zi Hua responded softly, and then said seriously: "An Xining, if you dare to betray me in the future, we will cut off our friendship and never communicate with each other again."

An Xining's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly promised: "No, no, I, An Xining, hereby swear that if I do something wrong to Zi Hua in the future, I will die without a place to die."

Zihua was watching from the side, and didn't stop him, until he finished his oath, then he pretended nothing happened and looked at a tree next to him.

An Xining took him back into his arms and said affectionately: "If you don't leave, I will not abandon you."

When Zihua heard this, he pushed him away, raised his eyebrows and said, "You mean, if I leave, you will leave?"

"Of course not!" An Xining kept complaining, "If Jun is gone, I will not give up!"

"That's good."