Zhou Xu put his big palm on his wife's waist and asked her to sit on the horse.
Xiao Luolan's cheeks turned red at this man's shamelessness.
Zhou Xu held the back of his wife's neck with his other hand, and then kissed her very forcefully, without giving any chance to refuse.
afterwards.
Xiao Luolan sat on the bank of the stream, blowing the cool evening breeze.
After Zhou Xu took a bath in the stream and washed away the faint smell of blood, he put on his outer robe and tied up his wife's hair. Men's hairstyles were much simpler than women's. Zhou Xu did it with ease, tying up his wife's hair. She gathered all her hair with her hands, and there were red marks on the white back of her neck. Zhou Xu straightened his wife's collar to cover up the marks.
"Madam, let's go." Zhou Xu kissed his wife.
Xiao Luolan stood on the grass and staggered. Zhou Xu supported his wife and walked with her.
Xiao Luolan didn't look at him the whole time. She was sitting on the cushions of the carriage, with her daughter and the man riding a horse outside.
"What did you buy? Let me take a look."
"Just some hairpins and animal wood carvings."
"Like these? There are also jade carvings of the twelve zodiac signs in the warehouse. You can go get them and put them in your study as a decoration."
"No need, Father."
"Why are you being polite to dad? You can choose whatever you like in the warehouse."
"Let the embroiderer in the mansion make more autumn and winter robes for you tomorrow. Prepare them in advance."
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Xiao Luolan listened to the sound of their conversation getting further and further away. She must have reached the front of the team. She looked down at the golden dagger in her hand. The ruby on the dagger shone with a cold color. She had seen this dagger before. The sect leader had given it to her once, but she was afraid and threw it away. Now, after going round and round, the dagger was back in her hand.
Xiao Luolan closed her eyes, her mind was filled with what happened in the afternoon, and her eyelashes were trembling.
Under the blue sky and white clouds, she lay on Clan Master Zhou's robe. She turned her head and saw the green grass on the meadow being bent by the golden black whip. Clan Master Zhou's personal weapons were scattered around her, including a gold dagger and a silver sword. Sheathed daggers, they seemed within reach.
Finally, she tremblingly picked up the golden dagger.
Sect Leader Zhou lowered his head to kiss her without looking at the dagger in her hand, as if he didn't notice it at all.
Xiao Luolan bit her lip tightly, her body heaving violently. She didn't want to hurt him at first, she just wanted to hold it as if it would be safer, but Sect Leader Zhou really went too far, and she couldn't bear it before using the dagger. against his chest.
She even told him not to come any closer.
Xiao Luolan recalled the scene when Clan Leader Zhou calmly pulled her back. She screamed, the dagger had already stabbed his chest, and blood was flowing down. She threw the dagger away in fear, but Clan Master Zhou picked it up again. came back and continued to be stuffed into her hand.
She was covered in his blood.
Xiao Luolan realized deeply that she could not get rid of this man.
Back at Zhou's house, Xiao Luolan took a shower again and put the golden dagger under her pillow.
At night, Zhou Xu went to bed after washing up, wanting to make love with his wife as usual.
Xiao Luolan refused: "Doctor Li said you should exercise some restraint."
Zhou Xu held his wife in his arms, and when he heard what she said, he stopped and looked at her, who was becoming more plump and beautiful under the candlelight.
Xiao Luolan lowered his head.
"Has Li Fan checked it?" Zhou Xu kissed his wife's hand.
"Yeah." Xiao Luolan replied.
"Do you feel bad? Or are you injured?" Zhou Xu asked in a low voice, "Have you used the ointment?"
Xiao Luolan's face turned red and she said angrily, "Don't ask." She had to find out what was wrong with this person. She pulled the quilt over her and started to sleep. Zhou Xu's big hand patted her. With Madam.
Xiao Luolan faced Sect Master Zhou and smelled the strong smell of herbal medicine. He could just see his injury. He should have been given medicine and the wound was wrapped with white gauze.
"Which maid would Mrs. Hui Yi take with her this time?" Zhou Xu didn't hear the answer, so he had to make his own decision: "Let's take Dong Xue, she's pretty good."
"That side of Qingxue." Zhou Xu pondered for a moment.
Xiao Luolan resisted the urge to look at him.
"I gave her five hundred songs, which can be regarded as her personal power."
Xiao Luolan closed her eyes, Zhou Xu looked at her face and placed his hand on her heart.
Xiao Luolan trembled.
"Let me check." Zhou Xu's voice was vague. Xiao Luolan looked at the pattern on the top of the bed curtain, her cheeks flushed like flowers.
Six days later.
Three thousand Qingqi came out of Langge in the vast night.
One thousand and two Tuoba cavalry and eight hundred foreign cavalry were in front, the Youzhou Iron Cavalry Xuanjia Battalion cavalry was behind, and dozens of retinues followed closely behind.
Xiao Luolan sat in the carriage and looked ahead. It was almost dawn.
The night is finally over.
She glanced back and saw that Lang Ge was no longer there, and she felt as if her heart had been left there, too.
"Amitabha, the young monk has met the mistress."
"Old slave pays homage to the mistress."
Xiao Luolan looked at a monk and a hunchbacked old man who took the initiative to talk to her. They both bowed their heads and saluted.
It seemed that he was a disciple of Sect Leader Zhou, and Dr. Li was also in this team. It took a lot of effort for Xiao Luolan to get this information in her mind, but she didn't want to talk to anyone now, so she just said hello and put down the gauze curtain.
The woman lowered the gauze curtain lazily, hiding her face and figure dimly in the gauze.
But almost everyone present who had seen the mistress could not forget the woman's face, which was extremely mature and stunning.
"No wonder the master brought his mistress with him." The monk murmured, and said Amitabha again.
When he raised his head, a pair of golden eyes were like snakes.
The old hunchbacked and deformed left hand raised the large banner with the word "You", fluttering it wantonly in the wind, and roared loudly with his leaky front teeth.
"The wind is blowing!"
Chapter 59
The autumn wind has arrived at Yanmen Pass, and the man in black clothes is hovering high in the sky, making a clear chirp from time to time. His pale yellow eagle eyes look down at the three thousand light cavalry thousands of miles below, like sharp arrows.
The northern land is desolate, and the wild goose mountains are high.
There are thousands of mountains on both sides of the mountain wall. The mountain is shaped like a gourd, narrow in front and wide in the back. There is only one official road for passage. Apes and monkeys are wandering on the two walls in the clouds and mist, using dead vines.
Zhou Xu sat on the horse, looking at the gourd mouth in the distance. The horseshoes of the three thousand Qingqi behind him were all wrapped in thick cloth, and he moved to reduce the sound to the lowest level.
Zhou Xuan glanced at his eldest brother, and Zhou Lingzhi also looked at his uncle. He is his father's eldest son, and is currently the fourth grade captain of Langge. He is now twenty-seven years old. He has already had a biological son, and has long forgotten about the son exchange many years ago. Care.
As people grow older, they can think clearly about things that they didn't understand before. What's not his is not his after all, but the youngest brother Jukuro still doesn't understand this truth.
Zhou Lingzhi has a strong back and a dark face, and his hand is always on the Youzhou knife.
Tuoba Agu came over with Tuoba Amu and Chachawu.
Chachawu is the leader of the Tiele people. He is about fifty years old. His hair has turned into weeds on both sides and his face is deeply wrinkled. He is holding a huge stainless steel machete in his hand. The one he brought this time The eight hundred Tiele Qingqi were all the first-class warriors in the clan. Seeing the terrain ahead, they were also waiting for the results of the scout survey.
Once you enter the terrain like Hulukou, it is difficult to get out. If there is an ambush, whether it is attacking from the front or using rolling logs and fire mines from above, the cavalry will suffer huge losses, so it is essential to send out scouts to investigate. .
As the sun gradually rose, the cavalry reined up their horses and stopped. Seeing that no warning smoke rose in the sky and no brass whistle sounded, they felt half reassured.
Seeing that there was no movement ahead, Xiao Luolan opened the window and looked outside the carriage.
The figure of Sect Leader Zhou was too far away to be seen. All he could see was Zhou's cavalry guarding the carriage, with a long queue of cavalry behind them, arranged in an orderly manner on the side.
The order of the disciples of Sect Master Zhou was not as good as that of the trained cavalry, and they were only scattered in twos and threes beside the carriage.
"The terrain ahead is Hulukou. My lord should have sent scouts in advance to check if there are any ambush. Mistress does not need to worry." Cui Shizi coughed, walked to the carriage and said warmly, it was only a dozen days, This scribe has lost a lot of weight. He is the only one in the team who can ride in a carriage.
There were servants around him, and there were doctors who specially took care of his body. The medicine alone filled a small carriage. Even so, Cui Shizi's figure was still losing weight at a speed visible to the naked eye. He was a thin person. Now even the bones of the wrist are so thin that they are clearly visible.
Xiao Luolan frowned worriedly every time she saw Cui Langjun's frail appearance.
Granny Cui was very kind to her, and Langjun Cui was her daughter's master, so she was naturally more concerned about them than others.
"Cui Langjun, do you want to come up and have a drink of water?" Xiao Luolan saw that the windows on all sides of her carriage were wide open and the light was bright. There were so many people present in the clear sky and daylight. It should be okay to invite her. In ancient times, it was so After a long time, she saw that Youzhou didn't take the protection of men and women very seriously. She heard that it got stricter as you went south.
Cui Shizi took out his handkerchief and coughed again. The young man had white hair and was as gentle as jade: "Thank you, mistress, for your kindness, but no need, my bones will fall apart if I sit in the carriage every day. I'll take this opportunity to stretch my muscles."
"Bingyangzi is right. Mistress, would you like to come down and take a walk? It's boring to stay in the carriage all day." A charming female voice sounded, and Zheng Yuxin walked over with a smile and said to the mistress.
Xiao Luolan looked at the only female guest among the diners besides Doctor Li, Zheng Yuxin. She was a beautiful girl wearing a bright crimson pomegranate skirt. She would occasionally sit in the back seat of her carriage and take a ride.
Zheng Yuxin held up an exquisite round fan to block the sun, and complained: "If the sun continues to shine any longer, I will be as dark as Kunlun slave."
The only Kunlun slave in the team glanced at her and remained silent.
Xiao Luolan got off the carriage to get some air and saw that everyone around him was obviously cautious.
In fact, this was one of the reasons why she didn't often get off the carriage. The dozen or so diners, both young and old, had to bow to her every time they saw her and address her as mistress. They were troublesome and she felt uncomfortable.
After the first two times, she asked them to be less polite.
Xiao Luolan sat in the shade under the umbrella cover. Dongxue spread a clean blanket on the ground. He poured a cup of tea for his mistress. Then he knelt down behind his mistress. When he saw Zheng Yuxin coming over, he was unnoticeable. He frowned.
She didn't like Zheng Yuxin, who was born in Miaojiang, but her mistress seemed to like her. Dongxue was depressed in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face.
"I'll fan the mistress." Zheng Yuxin knelt down next to the mistress and fanned her with a smile.
Seeing that the little girl's cheeks were flushed with heat, Xiao Luolan turned the fan towards her: "Fan yourself."
Cui Shizi sat aside and looked at the Qianren Mountain wall in the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Do you still have water in your water bag?" Xiao Luolan looked at this smiling little girl. She was about the same age as her daughter, but much more mature. She went on the road alone with the hangers-on, often by her side. I like to collect beautiful things and also love to be clean.
In the morning, Xiao Luolan saw her washing her face with the water in the water bag upside down, and the old hunchback man saw her and gave her a lesson.
Water is extremely precious at this moment. Their team has people and horses, and the demand for water is huge. It has been two days since the last time they replenished water by the river, and it is almost time for the next replenishment.
After so many days, Xiao Luolan's sadness at leaving Langge and her longing and worry for her daughter had been hidden in her heart. She began to slowly observe her surroundings, and also understood some of the hardships of marching.
Most of the food the cavalry eats is dried meat and round cake-shaped sesame cakes, which are very dry and hard, and are carried with holes. Every time they eat, they soak them in hot water, and eat them half-mushy and half-hard. They sleep in a felt tent. , usually rolled up into one and hung on the horse's back. Water bladders are essential. Almost every cavalryman carries at least three large water bladders. Not only people drink, but horses also drink. If the weather is very hot, just drink water. Just let the horses drink, and the people will stop drinking.
