Phoenix Phoenix Zhi E Fang

Although Xian'a hadn't had a good meal during the past few days, she didn't dare to let go of the delicious food on the table.

Murong Chong saw that she was eating very slowly, and asked, "What's wrong? Is the food not to your appetite? Or are you too tired from the journey?"

"Ah, no, it's delicious." Xian'a hastily explained to Murong Chong.

"Then I see you don't move your chopsticks much?"

"I..." Xian'a didn't know how to explain for a moment, her hands were tensely tangled.

Murong Chong covered her tangled hands with his hands. Her two hands did not dare to move under his big hands. Murong Chong gently squeezed her hands and said, "What are you worried about?"

His mind was punctured, and Xian'a froze for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

Murong Chong didn't ask any more questions, patted her hand, and said softly: "Hurry up and eat, they said that you ate dry food on this journey. After eating, I will walk around with you, and I can only eat in the I have spent more time with you these two days, and I won’t have time to start training the next day.”

"So soon?"

Murong Chong lowered his eyelids to hide his reluctance: "I'm sorry, Xian..."

"It's okay, it's good that you can pick me up, it's good to see you, you have important things to do, how can I keep fettering you." Xian Aqiang raised a smile and comforted Murong Chong.

After that, the two of them didn't speak any more, and finished the meal very quietly.

After the meal, Murong Chong accompanied Xian'a for a walk in the courtyard, both of them walked very slowly, fearing that they would walk through the small courtyard too quickly.

Xian'a took Murong Chong's hand and leaned her head against his arm.

Murong Chong chuckled, and stretched out his arms to wrap her in his arms.

"Slim..."

"What's wrong?" Xian'a raised her head from Murong Chong's arms, and looked at his face.

"It's nothing." Murong Chong held back what he was about to say, and changed the subject: "What do you think of this place? I specially asked someone to pick it. Although it's a bit simple, it's better than being quiet and comfortable. You live here first, and wait until the time comes. The war is over, and I will take you to my side again."

"Okay." Xian'a agreed, and spread her arms around Murong Chong.

The two stood in the courtyard for a long time until the moon rose into the sky and the sky was full of stars.

"Do you want to go into the house? It's late." Qian'a asked.

"Are you tired?"

"Not tired."

"Then stay with me for a while, I want to just stay like this for a while." Murong Chong hugged the person in his arms tighter: "Xian, I will be very happy every time I see you."

"why?"

"It's not because of what you did to make me happy, but because you are you, and after so many things, you're still you, and I'm happy just thinking about it, like, I haven't changed. "Murong Chong said softly, with a touch of melancholy in his tone.

"You haven't changed either, just a little darker and a little thinner." Xian'a said, gently stroking Murong Chong's back, as if to comfort him.

"I've changed..." Murong Chong sighed softly.

"In my heart, you have never changed."

Murong Chong smiled lightly, loosened his arms around her, and said, "Let's go back to the house."

Although there were many candles lit in the room, the candles were already dim, and the things illuminated seemed unreal.

Murong Gang panicked for a moment and held Xian'a's hand tightly.

"What's the matter?" Murong Chong's sudden action made Xian Ah wonder.

"It's okay, I'm just afraid that you will lose it all of a sudden." Murong Chong smiled brightly, this smile made Xian Ah's heart that had been hanging for a day finally eased down.

In fact, the nervousness before the meeting was because she was worried that Murong Chong would be alienated from her. Although she was relieved after the meeting, she still felt that Murong Chong was a little different. She couldn't put it into words, but she just faintly felt that this difference was just like him before. The change of sword technique is the same.Although she couldn't understand it, she knew that something had changed in his heart.

It was just this smile that made her feel that even though he had changed, the part of him in his heart that belonged to him was still the same as before.

So she smiled too, stood on tiptoe, and kissed his lips.

Murong Chong responded to her kiss and hugged her deeply...

They responded to each other's love, the temperature in the room rose a little bit, and the clothes fell to the ground one by one.

"Xian Ah..." Murong Chong called her name in his lost mind.

But Xian'a was completely deaf.

They hugged each other tightly in a sudden release, waiting for each other's heartbeat to calm down slowly.

No one fell asleep that night, they knew that the time together was too short.

Xian'a's fingers traced Murong Chong's face, outlining the shape of his facial features.

Murong Chong grabbed her hand that was walking on his face, held it in his hand, and said softly: "Will you blame me?"

"Why do you blame you?" Xian'a leaned on his shoulder.

"You know."

"I just know I never regret it."

"What if I die on the battlefield?"

"You and I..." Before Xian'a finished speaking, Murong Chong sealed her mouth.

After a long time, after letting her go, Murong Chong finally said: "Then live for me, don't you want a child? Our child, how could you have the heart to abandon him."

Xian'a stopped talking, she knew she had no choice, Murong Chong fought this battle with the determination to die, but he didn't even give himself a chance to choose.

"Will there be?" Xian A asked.

"Yes, I will." Murong Chong whispered in his ear...

On the second day, the two who had agreed to go out did not even leave the house.

Murong Chong had no intention of going out, but Xian'a would rather be alone with Murong Chong than go out.

But one day is too short after all, no matter how reluctant you are, you still have to face parting again.

Murong Chong got up before Xian'a woke up, he was afraid to see that she was obviously reluctant but still said it was okay.

This will not make him feel sad about parting, but it will make him feel guilty.

After Xian'a woke up, she stretched out her hand to check the seat next to her. The temperature was gone, and Murong Chong had been away for a long time.

Xian Ah didn't get up, she just lay there for half a day...

Murong Chong returned to the barracks and started training as usual, but his mind was always distracted from time to time this day.

Time passed quickly, and the hot summer was over in a blink of an eye, and the weather cooled down again.

"We've stayed in Efang long enough, we can't wait any longer. Before winter comes, it's best to attack Chang'an City." Murong Chong said to the lieutenants sitting at the bottom.

Everyone agreed with Murong Chong's idea and wanted to end the battle as soon as possible.

Therefore, in September, after the army of the Yan State stayed in Afang City for three months, Murong Chong began to reorganize the army and prepare to attack Chang'an.