Meng Dong

In the past eight days, in order to be able to defend the people in Jiangling City, and also because of the disadvantage in numbers, the defenders of Jiangling City could only stick to the city, using boulders and flying arrows to fight back against the attacking enemy army, and occasionally took advantage of the chaos. Anyone who climbs up the city wall will be killed on the spot.The enemy's endless offensive disturbed them unbearably, and there was a deep resentment in everyone's heart.

It was only now that they could finally open the city gates, express the anger that had been accumulated in their hearts for days, and fight the enemy head-on.

The following battles cannot be decided by any resourcefulness and decision-making. This is the impact of knives on knives and the pouring of flesh and blood. Only stronger people can survive this battlefield.

The Chu army was surrounded by the reinforcements and Jiangling's defenders under the city tower, and had no chance to take a step closer to the city wall.For them, whether they can break into Jiangling City today is not that important, but whether they can get out of Jiangling alive is the top priority.

Standing on the city wall, Meng Dong saw the whole battle situation in his eyes.There were tens of thousands of soldiers under the city, and from such a long distance, he could still recognize who was Yan Hong.Although he had traveled all the way, the man did not show the slightest fatigue, every movement was clean and neat, and the long sword in his hand slashed at the enemy's neck time and time again.Kill all the enemy troops who tried to attack him.

The snow was still flying all over the sky, and within a while, there was already a thin layer of snow on the ground, which was soaked by splashing blood droplets, and then covered by new snow.Meng Dong stared intently at the battlefield below, pressed his hands on the city wall, was wet by the snow, and the cold feeling gradually spread to his whole body, but he still stared at it motionless as if he didn't notice it.

A warm palm covered Meng Dong's hand and pulled it up from the snow. Meng Dong turned his head and saw Mrs. Bai standing behind him at some point, and licked his dry lips: "Ma'am."

The old lady Bai responded, and casually wiped off the snow on Meng Dong's body with her cloak, followed Meng Dong's line of sight and looked down, with the corners of her lips raised: "This is the first time I saw Hong'er on the battlefield. Look, it really has a bit of his old man's heroic appearance."

Old Madam Bai was talking, and patted Meng Dong's hand lightly, "Don't be afraid, I'm here to protect you."

Meng Dong froze for a moment, and couldn't help laughing: "I'm not afraid," he turned his gaze, found Yan Hong's figure again, and locked his hand tightly, "Ma'am, aren't you worried?"

"Worried?" Old Madam Bai laughed, "Of course not, because I believe in my son. He has his father's blood on his body, so there is nothing he can do in such a small occasion." After finishing speaking, Old Madam Bai glanced at Meng Dong, "You don't believe him?"

"I believe, but I still can't help worrying." Meng Dong turned his head and showed a dry smile, "Although it sounds contradictory, it is the truth."

"It's understandable to care about chaos." Mrs. Bai nodded, "I also had such a time. That's why I went to battle with him regardless of my pregnancy. Speaking of which, I haven't exercised my muscles and bones for many years, and I just collapsed." I also want to try to go out, but that kid Xu Weidan, even when he was in such a panic, never forgot to find two people to watch me, and the few people at the gate of the city refused to let me go out."

The old lady Bai shook her head regretfully: "So I can only stand here, waiting for my son, my soldiers, to return in triumph."

Jiangling City had never experienced such a heavy snowfall, but in just half a day, the sky and the earth were dyed into a vast expanse of whiteness.All the hustle and bustle, all the fighting, all the blood and sacrifices, all slowly came to an end under the cover of this heavy snow. After standing there for a full eight days, the Jiangling defenders, who had paid nearly half of their casualties, finally annihilated them with the assistance of reinforcements. The incoming enemy defended the Jiangling city gate, and also kept the peace of the people in the city.

There was a smile on the old lady Bai's lips, she looked at her son in the middle of the battlefield, then at Meng Dong beside her, stretched out her hand and patted his shoulder lightly: "I have never seen such a heavy snow before. It's too cold, the war is over, and I can go back home. Tell Hong'er, I will let the small kitchen prepare his favorite dishes, and wait for you to have dinner together."

Meng Dong's fingers that have been tightly clenched into fists can finally be slowly stretched out, his heart that has been hanging can finally land safely, and the smile on his face has become relaxed again. He nodded towards the old lady: " Alright, I'll let you go down the city wall."

Seeing the smile on his face, Mrs. Bai couldn't help but also laughed, and took Meng Dong's hand and walked down the city wall.Because the snow had just fallen, the blue bricks on the city wall became extremely slippery, Meng Dong walked extra carefully, every step was very steady.Seeing his careful look, old lady Bai thought it was a bit funny, but couldn't help but feel heartwarming.So he let him support himself, all the way down to the bottom, and walked to the carriage of the palace.

Meng Dong took the initiative to step forward, opened the curtain of the car himself, and he did not forget to tell the coachman: "The snow has just fallen, and the road is slippery, go back slowly, don't disturb Mrs. Tai."

Mrs. Bai supported his arm and got into the carriage. Before closing the curtain, she suddenly said, "Hong'er will have to rest for a day or two before starting again. I wonder if I can spare time to arrange a wedding for you first."

Meng Dong froze in place, looking at Mrs. Bai in disbelief, only to see a gentle smile on her face: "I don't care about other things, but I always want to drink a cup of tea from you, and listen to your change." Just call me mother."

Meng Dong opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say. Mrs. Bai smiled, and put down the curtain of the car: "Let's go, I'm going home."

The coachman bowed to Meng Dong, flicked his whip, and drove the carriage towards the palace. Meng Dong stood there in a daze, watching the carriage disappear from his field of vision, but he still couldn't fully recover.

In Meng Dong's eyes, what he has now is already something he didn't dare to ask for before.Be at ease, do whatever you want, be at ease with the situation, and more importantly, there is someone who gives him the love he has never received.It wasn't until now that he realized that what Yan Hong had brought him was far more than he had imagined.

Yan Hong not only gave him the pure love that only existed between the two of them, but also made his original empty and lonely life very different.He actually had friends, even though he couldn't fight side by side with them, he could still have a heart-to-heart conversation while defending the city.

Yan Hong also gave him a home.

Previously, he had always thought that Mrs. Bai's open-minded and transparent personality was already his blessing. He was full of envy for the relationship between Yan Hong's mother and son, but he never expected more.In his opinion, if Mrs. Bai can acquiesce in his existence and allow his relationship with Yan Hong, that is enough.But unexpectedly, she was willing to give him more.

Meng Dong has never had a mother since he was seven years old—even though he and Su Bi have been in a mother-child relationship for 13 years, even though at the beginning, he once mistakenly thought that Su Bi also had a mother's love for him.But later, he gradually discovered that it was just his own wishful thinking. No mother would even want to see her son, and no mother would impose such hatred on a seven or eight-year-old child.

At that time, Meng Dong gradually realized the fact that he was born with a hard life and was not worthy of enjoying his mother's love.

But he never thought that more than ten years later, what he had lost would come back to him in another way.

Meng Dong came back to his senses and looked towards the city gate behind him, suddenly he couldn't wait to see Yan Hong.

He thought so, and did so.

Because the war was over, the city gate was left open to clean up the mess and transport the wounded. Meng Dong looked around, saw a white horse tied to the gate, and walked straight over.Seeing a stranger approaching, the horse snorted dissatisfiedly. If it were any other day, Meng Dong might feel like retreating.But today he had some inexplicable courage because of the backlog of emotions in his heart.

Mountain and Sanxi

He reached out and patted the horse's head, pulled the rein with one hand, turned on the horse neatly, turned the horse's head and rushed straight towards the center of the battlefield.

Meng Dong was not good at horsemanship, and his movements were very unfamiliar, so he could only hold the reins tightly to cover up his fear.He was half lying on the horse's back, listening to the north wind whizzing past, the hood on his head was also blown off by the north wind, and his ears seemed to lose the feeling in an instant, but Meng Dong didn't care.He kept staring at the figure not far away, and rushed all the way, until he could see the man's face clearly, then he tightened the rein hard.

The horse was strangled in pain and neighed, disturbing Yan Hong who was squatting on the ground and talking with his head down.Yan Hong turned his head subconsciously, and saw a white figure jumping off the horse, rushed over in a few steps, and threw himself into Yan Hong's arms.

Yan Hong was stunned for a short time, and then a smile slowly spread on his face. He patted Meng Dong's back lightly, and whispered in his ear: "It's only been a few days since I saw you, why is this so? Can't wait?"

Meng Dong tightly tightened Yan Hong's back, and buried his whole face in Yan Hong's neck, completely ignoring how much blood stained his heavy armor and how cold it was after the heavy snowfall.He could only feel the familiar smell of Yan Hong in his nostrils, although there was still an unconcealable smell of blood, but Meng Dong didn't care.

He finally saw this person and hugged this person in his arms.

Yan Hong seldom saw Meng Dong like this, so it was very useful. He let Meng Dong hug him tightly, completely forgetting who he was talking to earlier.

After a long time, Meng Dong completely calmed down his emotions, let go of his arms, took a step back, looked at the familiar smile on Yan Hong's face, and remembered his appearance just now, his cheeks turned slightly red.He touched his face as if nothing had happened, and said calmly: "I just sent someone to send Mrs. Tai back to the mansion, and she asked me to bring you a message, saying that she will let the small kitchen prepare your favorite dishes." , and wait for us to go back to have dinner together."

Yan Hong's hands were still on Meng Dong's shoulders, but his brows were raised: "How long has it been since, how can people be so thin?"

Just as Meng Dong was about to answer, he realized that the words were not meant for himself. He followed Yan Hong's gaze to the ground, only to find that there was a figure lying beside the two of them. This man's cloak was covering his face. Still recognized who this person was from the armor, the smile on his face faded a little, and he looked at Yan Hong nervously: "General Xu..."

"After the battle, he lost his strength. More importantly, he grew up in the capital, and he has never seen a little snow. It is rare to see such a heavy snow. It is difficult to hide the joy in his heart, so he stays here. He refuses to get up." Yan Hong snorted softly, "If I hadn't asked him about military matters, I would have gone to see you a long time ago."

After finishing speaking, he raised his foot and lightly kicked Xu Weidan's waist with his toes: "Did you hear that, my mother is waiting for us to go home for dinner." Yan Hong turned his head and looked around, because The heavy snow covered many traces, today's battlefield is much easier to clean, many soldiers have retreated one after another, no one has time to care about their existence, "If you have nothing else to do, we have to leave first. When do you get close enough with this snow, climb back to the mansion by yourself."

Xu Weidan raised his hand and lifted the cloak covering his face, only then did Meng Dong see his current appearance, which was even more embarrassing than when he woke up in the morning.His face was covered with blood, his helmet was nowhere to be seen, his golden armor was covered with mottled blood, even his accustomed long sword was broken in two, and the half-broken sword was thrown in his hand. handle.

Xu Weidan yawned lazily: "Speaking of which, I kind of miss the delicious food in the small kitchen in your wife's yard, why don't I go back with you and go home after dinner?" He was talking , leaning on the ground with the broken sword and trying to sit up, suddenly let out a soft cry, "Hiss—it seems that I really have to crawl back to the house."

Yan Hong froze for a moment, squatted down hastily, waved away Xu Weidan's hand that was pressing on his waist, and untied his armor, revealing that the original color of the robe could no longer be seen inside. Clearly saw fresh blood.

Yan Hong's face paled immediately, he turned his head and stared at Xu Weidan: "You are so injured and you still refuse to go back home, are you going to save me trouble and let me send your body back directly in the end? "

Xu Weidan touched the wound just now, and smiled bitterly at Yan Hong: "I just found out that I was hit by a sword here. The wound should not be deep. At least I can feel that it didn't hurt the internal organs. So unless you keep me here until I bleed completely dry, you really have no chance of bringing my dead body home."

Yan Hong snorted softly and let out a mocking laugh, and his subordinates had already tore off the cloth on Xu Weidan's waist and abdomen neatly, exposing the wound.As Xu Weidan said, the wound is indeed not deep, but the wound is in this position, most of Xu Weidan's movements will affect the wound.

Meng Dong quickly took out the golden sore medicine from his bosom, squatted down beside Yan Hong, and carefully sprinkled the medicine powder on the wound, watching the white powder slowly soaked in blood, stained red, and then the bleeding speed slowed down. It slowed down, and finally stopped completely, and Meng Dong breathed a sigh of relief.

Yan Hong conveniently tore off a piece of fabric from Xu Weidan's cloak, briefly bandaged the wound on his waist and abdomen, and then heaved a sigh of relief: "I was really panicked for a moment just now, if you would Die in front of me, how can I explain to Old General Xu."

The golden sore medicine contained pain-relieving herbs. After a while, Xu Weidan felt the pain gradually dissipate. Of course, it may be that the wound was blown in the cold wind for too long, which made him lose consciousness.He stretched out his hand and touched his waist: "Fortunately, I am a lucky man, and this little injury really can't kill me."

Yan Hong smiled softly, squatted down on Xu Weidan's left side, and Meng Dong helped Xu Weidan stand up slowly: "It seems that we will be late today. After dinner, we have to send Mr. Xu back to the Xu Mansion. Fortunately, General Xu is well-informed, and this small injury will not scare him."

Meng Dong glanced at Xu Yudan's face, and saw the hesitation on Xu Yudan's face at a glance, just when he was thinking about whether to test it, he heard Xu Yudan slowly say: "Forget it, this look Just don't send me back home, send me to another hospital. I suddenly want to drink a bowl of Jiangliu soup, and then have a good sleep."

Yan Hong raised his eyebrows slightly, exchanged a glance with Meng Dong, and a knowing smile appeared on his lips: "It's your god-like appearance, don't scare other girls."

Xu Weidan hurt his waist and abdomen, so he didn't dare to use too much force, so he could only let these two people support him, and he just smiled slightly when he heard Yan Hong's words: "Your Mr. Meng knows that although she is only a girl, she is very courageous." Very. What's more, no matter what I look like, she won't be frightened."

Xu Weidan is no better than Meng Dong. In the past eight days, Meng Dong found a gap and went back to the residence to rest a few times. As the commander, Xu Weidan shoulders the safety of the entire Jiangling. Even if the enemy retreats temporarily, he dare not have the slightest fear Slack, together with the soldiers of the three armies, guarded the city wall for eight full days. It was only when he saw the familiar gate that he realized that he hadn't come back for so many days, and that he still missed him so much.

Qing Ming stepped forward to knock on the door, and the servant in the mansion quickly opened the door. Just as he was about to inquire, he saw Xu Weidan lying on the carriage, and couldn't help exclaiming: "Young master, are you injured? Hurry up!" , go invite the doctor!"

Xu Weidan sat up with the support of Yan Hong and Meng Dong, and shook his head at the boy: "It's okay after changing the medicine." He looked inward along the open door, "Where is Miss Jiang? "

"At this time, the girl was probably in the Buddhist hall. Since the enemy army attacked that day, the girl stayed in the Buddhist hall most of the day, probably praying for the son's safety." The boy replied, "Little I'm going to ask the girl to come out now, and she should be very happy to see the young master back."

"Pray for peace? It seems that this Buddha is not very spiritual." Xu Weidan touched his waist, "It has just snowed outside and it is slippery everywhere, and she is heavy, so don't scare her .Send me back to my room, just invite me back to my room."

The young man responded: "Young man understands, I will invite you right away, young master, you..."

Yan Hong raised his chin towards the boy: "Just go and invite your girl, your son, let's take him back to his room, and then invite the doctor to see if there are any other injuries on this man." He said, He clapped his hands, and immediately several strong soldiers stepped forward, helped Xu Weidan onto a wide wooden board, and then carried him into the mansion.

Fortunately, the yard is not too big, so they quickly entered Xu Weidan's bedroom. There was a burning charcoal basin in the room, dispelling the chill from everyone's bodies.

The clothes on Xu Weidan's body were already in a mess, so Yan Hong made his own decision and asked his servants to strip off his blood-stained robe and find a middle coat to change into. Yan Hong took a look at it while changing After a few glances, I didn't see any other wounds, so I finally felt relieved.

When Xu Weidan returned to the mansion, his whole body relaxed. He sat on the head of the bed and waved to Yan Hong: "Please trouble me to send me back at the time of dinner. It's not too early, I will I don't want to keep you anymore, you should go back to your residence early and spend some time with our Young Master Meng."

Yan Hong snorted softly, pulled Meng Dong and walked out, almost bumped into Jiang Liu who was walking hurriedly on his back. When Jiang Liu saw the two of them, he stopped immediately, and only hurriedly glanced at Xu Weidan. , and did not forget to turn to Yan Hongfu: "I have seen the prince, Mr. Meng."

Yan Hong's eyes naturally fell on Jiang Liu's slightly protruding belly, he turned his head and raised his eyebrows at Xu Weidan who was on the bed, and turned to Jiang Liu with a very gentle tone: "Miss Jiang, don't be in such a hurry, I will send you a baby." I came back, although I suffered a little injury, but the bleeding has been stopped and the medicine has been taken, so I can rest and recuperate for a while. During this time, it is inconvenient for him to move, so he can stay in the mansion and accompany you well gone."

There was a slight smile on Jiang Liu's lips, but the worry in her eyes still did not dissipate, and she blessed Yan Hong again: "Thank you, my lord."

Yan Hong stretched out his hand to support her arm: "Miss Jiang is heavy now, so there is no need to be so polite. The child in your belly will call me uncle anyway, so he is neither an outsider nor so polite." He finished speaking , and pulled Meng Dong back, "Then we won't bother, by the way, Xu Yudan just said that he wants to drink a bowl of hot soup made by the girl, and then he can sleep well."

Jiang Liu turned her head and glanced at the bed, probably because the room was too warm, Xu Weidan had been working for many days, tiredness welled up, and fell asleep unknowingly while they were talking.Jiang Liu smiled lightly, and nodded towards Yan Hong: "Okay, I understand."

Yan Hong took Meng Dong's hand and intertwined his fingers, and the two of them walked out of Xu's residence together.

The carriage staggered all the way towards the palace, Meng Dong leaned on Yan Hong's shoulder, their fingers were entangled.Meng Dong lifted the curtain of the car, and glanced at the Xu mansion that was gradually going away: "Will Xu Weidan marry Jiang Liu in the end?"

"Look at the current posture of the two of them, what difference does it make if they marry or not? People like Xu Weidan never care about the marriage certificate."

The author has something to say:

Well, everyone has different personalities and choices.A person like Xu Weidan may not really marry Jiang Liu by the end of the story, but he will not have anyone else either.Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

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