Stunning female general

Zichen couldn't find Meng Ke and Ziting among the rebellious army, so he was so angry that he was really worried for Ziting.

Looking at the current battlefield, Dongjue is on the verge of being defeated, and Yanran is commanding thousands of troops, taking advantage of the death of the opponent's coach and the opponent's panic, to attack Yougu Pass with all his might.

Dongque's army was defeated and defeated.Yan Ran originally wanted to go all out, clean up and move forward to capture the two cities of Dongque, but because she heard about Ziting's disappearance, she gave up her original plan.

Stationed at Yougu Pass, after counting the number of people, Yan Ran wanted to take a rest here before making plans.

In the evening, Zichen lingered in the yard without having dinner.

Not seeing Zichen at the dinner table, Yanran sighed, stood up, and went out to look for him.

"What are you thinking?" Yan Ran came behind Zichen and asked softly.

"I was thinking, if Meng Ke captured Ziting, would Ziting be in danger? The queen mother trusted Meng Ke so much, and Meng Ke was such a person. I really didn't expect that Meng Ke would be such a person. I knew that Ziting had fallen into his hands, and I If I can't rescue Ziting, not to mention my mother, I can't even pass myself." Zichen frowned and looked into the distance, sighing secretly.

Ziting once again fell into the hands of Meng Ke, will Lang Yuying's death be remembered on Ziting and abuse her?

Zichen really can't imagine, Ziting... how is she doing now?

Besides, Meng Ke took advantage of Zichen's negligence on the battlefield to successfully lead Ziting away from the rebel army, and fled all the way to the deep mountains outside the pass.

Ziting was held hostage by him, unable to struggle at all, and let him lead into the deep mountains.

Avoiding the noisy battlefield, Meng Ke finally put Ziting down, stared at her blankly, and didn't speak for a long time.

The tears on Ziting's face had dried up, leaving behind two tear stains with white sand.

With her feet firmly on the ground and leaving that warm embrace, Ziting felt a chill all over her body and shrank endlessly.

Seeing that Ziting looked like a weak chick, Meng Ke frowned and took off his robe, trying to cover her body.

However, Ziting pushed away stubbornly, and asked angrily: "Who are you? Are you from Dongque, or... I don't know you, really, I never did."

Meng Ke grabbed Ziting's two hands with one hand and held them in his big palm. With the other hand, he forced Ziting to put on clothes, hugged her tightly, and asked without answering, "Why did you save me?"

Ziting was stunned, and suddenly tears gushed down like a flood that burst the embankment. She cried loudly, crying so much that it moved the heavens and the earth, and cried so heartbreakingly.

Meng Ke didn't expect that Ziting would burst into tears suddenly. He was at a loss in the panic, but hugged Ziting's trembling body more and more tightly, his nose was sore, and the circles of his eyes were red.

"How lucky am I? To be able to let Ziting risk her life to save her! I am a bastard. I deceived Ziting's feelings and took her body, but was rescued by her at a critical moment. This deep friendship, Meng Meng What will Ke give in return?" Meng Ke kept twitching his nose, hugged Ziting's body more tightly, buried his head deeply in her neck, and wept silently.

"Ahaha..." Ziting had already forgotten everything around her, and just kept crying loudly. The crying startled the surrounding birds, and they flapped their wings and flew into the distance; The same sad voice lingered in my ears.

For a long time, the two stood in place, embracing each other, one weeping bitterly, the other muffled, releasing each other's emotions empathetically.

After crying for a long time, Zi Ting was obviously tired from crying out loud at the beginning to sobbing now, and no longer had the energy to cry.

She lay limp in Meng Ke's arms, her voice was like a mosquito, her eyes stared blankly into the distance, her heart was empty.

Meng Ke rubbed his eyes and didn't speak. Seeing that it was getting late, he let go of Ziting, went to find some dry firewood nearby, and lit a bonfire.

The battlefield here is already far away, and there is chaos over there, presumably even if they are chasing, they will not come so quickly.

So, Meng Ke planned to rest here for one night, and then try to find a way to get closer to Beiming tomorrow.

After the bonfire was lit, Meng Ke walked into Ziting slowly, sat beside Ziting, took out a silk handkerchief, Ziting carefully wiped away the dried tears, and persuaded in a hoarse voice: "Ziting, don't cry!" , your tears made Meng Ke feel distressed..." Meng Ke choked up, "I... I am a sinner..."

Meng Ke's words once again stirred up waves in Ziting's heart. She sobbed, her hands beat Meng Ke's chest weakly and frequently, and murmured, "Why? Why? Why did you lie to me? You Why..." Ziting almost turned her back, but still raised her hand, beating Meng Ke, venting her anger.

Meng Ke grabbed Zi Ting's hand and said distressedly: "Zi Ting, stop making trouble. Look at you, you have no strength now. If you hate me, when you have strength, Meng Ke will do as you please." Meng Ke It's distressing, distressing for Ziting's weakness, distressing for Ziting's helplessness, distressing for Ziting's heartbreaking.

He knew that he was a sinner, he didn't care about offending everyone in Beiming, but he was afraid of offending Ziting.

In front of Ziting, he is a sinner and a liar.

He didn't dare to ask Ziting for forgiveness, but he really couldn't let Ziting go, couldn't leave Ziting.

Let go of Ziting, Meng Ke is looking for prey nearby, preparing to serve as dinner.

More than half an hour later, Meng Ke returned with a rich prey.

He roasted some pheasants on the volcano and handed them to Ziting.

Ziting turned her face away, showing no intention of eating.

Seeing Ziting's appearance, Meng Ke couldn't help laughing. He tore apart the roasted pheasant, finished the meat, stuffed it into Ziting's mouth, and kept saying, "Don't you hate me? No! Do you hate me? Don’t you think of me? Everything needs strength, if you are full and have enough strength, Meng Ke can do whatever you want.”

Ziting turned a deaf ear to Meng Ke's words, her teeth were clenched tightly, and she didn't want to open her mouth.

Too many things happened in one day, and Ziting really felt powerless to face it.

Still keeping his mouth tightly shut, avoiding Meng Ke's persistence, he asked hoarsely, "Who are you? Why are you with people from Dongque? Why did you attack me, Dabeiming? Actually, you don't love me, but In order to use me to play tricks?" Zi Ting stared at Meng Ke and asked.

"Want to know?" Meng Ke looked up at Ziting and asked.

"Yes." Ziting replied.

"Okay, eat first, and I'll tell you everything." Meng Ke put the roasted chicken in Ziting's hand, motioning for her to eat.

Ziting looked at the chicken, and really had no appetite, but Meng Ke obviously didn't want to speak. He stared at the chicken in Ziting's hand without taking his eyes off it.

In desperation, Ziting grabbed a piece and put it in her mouth. It was tasteless, but she swallowed it mechanically.

"Let's talk." Ziting urged, frowning.

Meng Ke smiled indifferently, and opened up the chatter box. From his grandfather's affairs to his own affairs, he talked about how he created Zhanlong Pavilion, how he racked his brains to subvert the court, how he used bitter tricks to deceive everyone's trust, and how he had a relationship with Lang Yuying. Team up and everything.

So far, Ziting is only tomorrow. It turns out that he is not from Dongque, but the remnants of the previous dynasty.

After Meng Ke told the whole thing, he immediately felt a lot more relaxed in his heart. No matter how Zi Ting made his decision, he was willing to accept it, and only asked... only that Zi Ting would not leave him.

After listening to Meng Ke's narration, Ziting didn't speak for a long time, recalling Meng Ke's words over and over in her heart, thinking a lot.

"Meng Ke, it is said that the father of Li Xuan'er in the previous dynasty was extravagant and never killed the government, causing the people to be displaced and miserable. Because the people lived in dire straits for a long time, they became rebellious. If I remember correctly, at that time There are many heroes everywhere, all wanting to overthrow the imperial court, and my grandfather just obeyed the public opinion, captured the capital in one fell swoop, and became the emperor. Since my grandfather came to power, he has always thought about the sufferings of the people, thinking about what the people think, and worrying about the worries of the people. Gradually the scene of prosperity has been restored. You only said that my grandfather brought people to kill your grandfather, but do you know? How can there be no undead in the change of dynasty? One dynasty is a gentleman and one courtier. They are originally opposites. He is loyal, he is a hero, but is he loyal? The emperor does not care about the suffering of the people. Does he support such an emperor, and is he worthy of the people in the world? And my grandfather, with the determination to save the people, overthrew the old Shouldn’t the system be respected for the prosperity of the country and the prosperity of the people? You only look at the grievances between the two families with your superficial eyes, but have you ever thought about what’s right and wrong behind the grievances?”

After Ziting had a long speech, she felt her throat was thirsty, so she paused for a while, and after swallowing, she stared at Meng Ke scorchingly, to spy on his reaction.

After hearing Ziting's earnest words, Meng Ke couldn't help raising his eyes and looking directly at her, giving him a thumbs up in his heart.

Unexpectedly, at such a young age, Ziting would have such insight, which is commendable in front of her.

In fact, Ziting was originally a naive little girl. She never thought about it so much, never thought about government affairs. These were all she learned when she was studying with her brother.Today, after listening to Meng Ke's narration, recalling what she knew about Beiming in the past, she synthesized it and said it out, just hoping that Meng Ke can have an epiphany and stop being obsessed with it.

Meng Ke's brows were furrowed, and he was thinking over and over again what Ziting said just now, but he didn't make a sound, but his face became much clearer.

Could it be... is it really my fault?Isn't revenge right?Shouldn't he, as grandfather's grandson and father's son, take revenge?

If he didn't take revenge, what would he live for?

Thinking back to everything from childhood to adulthood, he was indoctrinated with such thoughts bit by bit by his father's persuasive professors.

Grandfather, father, all died at the hands of the Mu family, should they just give up like this?

Meng Ke frowned, pondering, wandering, at a loss.