Luo nine needles

This carriage is very brisk, and it is not so bumpy when sitting in it.

But Huo Lian repeatedly told the driver to slow down.

The coachman also belonged to Duchasi. Zhu Chuan couldn't stop Huo Lian from coming to Xucheng, but he arranged for soldiers to accompany him. Huo Lian did not refuse. It's better for people to follow, and the emperor can rest assured.

When Huo Lian didn't know how many times to order, the coachman carefully asked for instructions: "Captain, why don't you stop and have a rest?"

Huo Lian hummed in the car: "It's been a day of walking, let's take a rest."

The coachman couldn't help but look at the sky, yes, yes, from morning to sunset, but the road didn't go very far, unlike the governor's previous journey, it was really fast, and now he doubts that walking down is better than driving a royal horse quick.

I didn't expect to see the governor walking at such a speed in this life.

"Also." Huo Lian's voice came again from inside the car, "Don't call me Captain, call me General Huo."

The coachman hurriedly responded, and gestured to the surrounding soldiers and guards, and everyone dispersed to check the surrounding area for security.

Huo Lian sat in the car, looked at the sleeping woman, reached into the quilt and touched her hand, it was warm and warm, Huo Lian was relieved, then took a teacup from the side, and fed her little by little with a small spoon. It was also swallowed smoothly.

After finishing what he could do by himself, Huo Lian got out of the car, replaced by the servants in the car behind, and after they cleaned up, Huo Lian got into the car again.

The woman in the car was still asleep.

I don't know when I will wake up, I don't know if I will wake up, I don't know who will wake up.
Although he didn't know if it was someone he was familiar with when he opened his eyes again, he was no longer a stranger when he hugged her in a coma, and he no longer resisted when he touched her face and hands, just like when he was taking care of her before, it was as familiar as own left and right hands.

Huo Lian looked at Qixing's face, and raised her hand to touch it lightly. Her skin was as smooth and delicate as before, but she was thinner than before. She had been injured constantly, and after she fell into a coma, she could only eat liquid food.
It was too bitter, too much suffering, and he would rather she not come back.

but.
His hand caressed Qixing's cheek with nostalgia.

People are really selfish.

Deep down in his heart, he still wanted her to come back, to see her again, to hear her talk, and to have her look at him and smile.

Since the death of his adoptive father, he thought that there was no nostalgia in this world, and there was nothing indispensable. He only wanted to be alone, and loneliness made him feel at ease.

He didn't expect that one day he would want someone by his side, wanting this person to be around all the time, as long as he thought of not having her, his heart would be at a loss.

"Captain, no, General Huo." The voice of the guard outside came.

Huo Lian withdrew her hand.

"I bought food from a nearby farm, you can eat some."

Huo Lian hummed, the curtain of the car was lifted, and Bingwei handed in the food box.

Farmhouse meals are simple, but because during the Chinese New Year, there are meat and vegetables, as well as festive pastries.

Huo Lian looked at a piece of steamed cake in the food box, couldn't help laughing, held it up and said to Qi Xing, "Look, tiger."

This year is the year of the tiger, the steamed cake is made into a tiger shape, decorated with colorful, very cute.

This woman loves to eat all kinds of things. If she is awake now, she will definitely eat very happily.

Huo Lian put the pastry in her mouth and ate it.

After eating the pastry, open the vegetables and meat again.

"This family made steamed meat with great care and added pickled vegetables."

Huo Lian took a bowl and ate.

Originally, he was not interested in what to eat and drink. Eating was just to live.

But Qixing likes to eat very much, and he was very interested in eating and drinking when he was around before, eating seriously and with great interest.

I didn't care about it before, but now I think that if she really lives in the sword, although Luo Gong has carved a lot, it will be dusty, and it is not the real world.

Everything he owns and ignores is rare and rare to her.

She can't eat now, so he eats for her.

Now she is asleep and unable to see the world, he sees it for her.

Eat and drink during the day, watch the snow scene, the lake, and the river. When driving at night, Huo Lian would drive the driver away, and sit in front of the car with Qi Xing wrapped in a quilt, and let her watch the starry sky while driving.

"The starry sky in the north is more beautiful." He told her.

They didn't have time to look at the starry sky last time in the northern border, but this time they could.

"When you get to the north, I'll take you to see it. I know there is a place where you can see the most beautiful starry sky. I used to hide there when I was a child. It's a place only I know."

The woman in his arms was sleeping peacefully.

A person always quiets down when he speaks, and he was not a person who likes to talk. Huo Lian's voice stopped, and the only sounds on the road at night were the sound of carriages, horseshoes and burning torches.

But these voices gradually faded away. Under the winter starry sky, he hugged the person in his arms tightly and blended into the world.

Time seems to pass quickly, but also very slowly.

Fast means that it has been seven days since I left Xu Cheng, and slow is the driver's feeling.

According to this way of walking, I don't know when I will be able to reach the northern border.

Stopping to rest on the side of the road again, looking at Huo Lian standing by the side of the road, the driver couldn't help muttering.

"Captain, it's better for General Huo to walk slowly." Bingwei whispered to the coachman, "It's best to live in the capital first, and Deputy Zhu. Dudu Zhu is also happy."

Although they already knew the emperor's order, the soldiers and guards were still not used to calling Huo Lian the general, nor were they used to calling Zhu Chuan the governor.

Change is always difficult to adapt to.

For example, Huo Dudu is jumping up suddenly at this time, tearing off a branch, just like a naughty boy.

Both the guard and the coachman were a little dumbfounded.

The maids serving in the car over there came down and saluted Huo Lian: "Miss's body is very soft, and she looked happy when she was taking a bath. She must be waking up soon."

Huo Lian wasn't too surprised by what she said, as she had said it many times along the way.

Huo Lian didn't speak, and ordered "Let's go." Holding the branch, she got into the car.

The coachmen, soldiers and horses got busy, and soon the cart drove forward slowly.

Huo Lian in the car was about to speak, but when she saw the scabbard in Qixing's arms slipping aside, she picked it up first, put it in Qixing's arms, and then waved the branch.

"Look, there's a red fruit on it," he said, pointing to the branch.

On the bare branch in winter, there is a fruit dotted. Although it is a little dry, it is red and beautiful.

"Can I eat it?"

A low female voice asked.

Huo Lian shook her head: "I don't know." He looked at the fruit and stretched out his hand, "Let me taste—"

As soon as the words came out, the voice stopped abruptly, and his outstretched hand also stopped, and the whole person seemed to be frozen. He felt that he should move his eyes, but found that he couldn't move.

He didn't dare to move, and didn't dare to look at the woman in the car.

He also seemed to hear Qixing talking before, but after every surprise, he found that it was just his own hallucination.

What about this time?

Huo Lian turned her head slowly, and saw the woman under the quilt looking at him with open eyes, and smiled when he saw him looking over.

It's that polite smile.

Just like before.

"Give me a taste," she said.

Huo Lian held the branch without moving, her heart seemed to be overwhelmed, and she was at a loss.

Probably because there was no response, the woman thought he couldn't hear it, so she politely raised her voice: "Liang Bazi, give me a taste."

Liang Bazi.

Huo Lian thought of the first time they met, she rushed over and shouted, "Liang Bazi, I'm here to get the sword—"

Huo Lian looked at the scabbard in her arms.

"You" his lips moved, "who is it?"

Probably because he didn't dare to ask or didn't want to ask, but he had to. His voice was so small that he couldn't even hear it.

The lying woman heard it.

"Me?" she said, looking at Huo Lian, "I'm nine needles."

"Luo Nine Needles."

Standing on the mountain road, Aokiji raised the basket in his hand and looked towards the north.

I don't know if the lady is awake or not.

No, it should be said that the eldest lady is awake.

"Aokiji, the previous me was not me, it was my sister, nine needles."

On the way back to Xucheng, the young lady suddenly told her.

At that time, Aokiji thought that the lady must be sick and confused, how could she say such strange words.

"Qingzhi, you and I grew up together, think about it, I came out of Lu's house." In the carriage, the lady held her hand and asked softly, "Is it the same as the me you knew?" ?”

It is the same?

Aokiji's mind became in a trance.

Walking out of Lu's house, the young lady who woke up in the ruined temple was like a new student, showing amazing skills step by step, leading her into worlds that she had never set foot in one after another. There is an emperor.
That was her lady, and that was not the lady she knew.

"Like my sister, I have been in poor health since I was a child. I am only slightly better. When something happened, the uncles and uncles in Beitang tried their best to send me to my grandfather. But in fact, I don't want to live anymore."

"It's just that my grandfather said, let's live, for your mother, your sister, your father, your uncles and uncles in Beitang, let's live, so I went to the Lu family, let's live, originally planned to live forever, who Thinking that Laihuo is not easy to live, and the Lu family bullied me and drove me away, my heartstrings of living at that time have been broken."

"You take me back to Xucheng, and my ghost gradually dissipates. Fortunately, I met my sister."

"My father made my sister a sword, but I really felt that my sister lived on the sword, especially when I was young, I could feel my sister looking at me, and I also liked to play with my sister. Later, when I grew up, it was rare. Father, I can't feel my sister anymore."

"I didn't expect to see my sister again at the moment when my ghost disappeared."

Aokiji still remembers that when the young lady told about this moment in the dim car, her eyes were as bright as stars, full of joy and happiness.

"My sister held me in her arms and let me sleep peacefully. She said that everything was with her, and I fell into a deep sleep like this, but my sister would wake me up and let me do the crafts I like."

"I don't have to worry about anything anymore. I just need to sleep quietly and do my crafts. I have never been happier and more relaxed."

"Until my sister broke the sword, the souls could not bind the two of them, so she woke me up and dispersed by herself."

"I have seen with my own eyes how much my sister has done over the years, and I have also seen what my sister has done with my name and my hands."

"Qingzhi, I didn't come to the world for nothing in my life, this is enough."

What does enough mean?Aokiji burst into tears and held the lady's hand tightly, and the lady in the carriage smiled brightly.

"Aokiji." The young lady held her hand and said with a smile, "I want to go home, this time I will trouble you to take me home, and send me to my mother and grandfather."

Aokiji's vision was blurred, and it was unknown whether it was blocked by tears again, or the winter morning mist dispersed in the mountains.

She took a deep breath, looked away, walked up the mountain, and soon came to the cemetery halfway up the mountain along the winding mountain road. The wind in the mountain was blowing, and the crisp birdsong rang from the cemetery. She looked at the wooden hanging in front of the tomb The bird turned, as if dancing to meet her, and Aokiji couldn't help but smile.

"Miss." She quickened her pace, "I'm here to see you."