General is ferocious: arrogant lady, don't escape

After hearing this, Gong Yueyue was not moved at all. He was stunned on the spot for a time. Du ruotong suddenly grabbed her arm and asked in fear, "will something happen to him? I'm so sad... So worried... "

Seeing a carefree and careless woman turn into a fragile, sensitive and worried little woman, Gong Yueyue's heart is sour. While she was waiting day and night and suffering from Acacia, did Du ruotong not do so? Is it true that Xiuer sister of He Yong's family is not so? Why are the mothers and wives of thousands of men in the army so different?

But even if he felt it in his heart, Gong Yueyue still had to be calm and put on a leisurely and optimistic attitude to comfort Du ruotong: "the dream is opposite. You are dishonest when you are pregnant with children. You will think nonsense. Who will do it if you don't have nightmares? "

Du ruotong is not as delicate as ordinary girls. After crying, he felt much more comfortable. He rubbed his eyes and muttered, "I'm a little hungry."

"Well, wait. I'll go downstairs and order you something to eat." Gong Yue said that, then he put the pillow behind her waist and tucked in the quilt corner. Then he turned and left.

Whispers and laughter came from time to time on both sides of the dark and lengthy corridor in the inn. Occasionally, a busy man would greet her warmly: "Mrs. Zhao, please walk slowly and be careful of the stairs."

With a kind smile, she walked towards the corner stairs step by step, listening to the pleasant sound of her feet stepping on the wooden floor.

Suddenly, a clear conversation came into her keen ear - "saint, don't worry. If you leave this matter to the leader of Lin jar, you will be safe. "

"Saint"“ "Master"? Gong Yueyue thought to herself that she always heard these strange and familiar words recently. It seems that... They are all related to Mingjiao.

At first, she just looked in the direction of the voice and found that the dialogue came from the two female prisoners' room, but she didn't care too much. She was just about to continue to move forward, but the next word made her freeze in place and couldn't step out again.

"Do you think Lin Mobai is reliable?"

"He has a heart for the saint, and heaven and earth can learn from him. How can it be unreliable? "

"Lin Mobai", "Saint"

Gong Yueyue's brain is running at full speed, trying to recall the words and phrases about Lin Mobai and the so-called "Saint" that Zhao Changyuan said to her. She remembers that Lin Mobai should be Lin Fan's son and the person who put Zhao Changyuan into the Ming religion. She remembers what Lin Fan told him before Zhao Changyuan left this time - although Lin Mobai was in the Liao army, he was actually an undercover of the Ming religion.

She remembered that Zhao Changyuan had described the so-called saint to her. Her name seemed to be ang Yue, and... She had molested her little white face!

At the thought of this, she was angry and all her hair suddenly opened. She raised her feet and wanted to kick the door in, singing that the general's wife tried the fox spirit at night. But as soon as the feet were put down, they immediately froze in the air and finally landed slowly. Because the conversation she heard later pushed her from anger to the abyss of fear

"But Zhao Changyuan is by no means a dull man. What if he sees through him or doesn't go to the bottom of the Mingjiao tower to attend the appointment?"

"Don't worry, saint. He will keep the appointment. Unless he doesn't even want his own father. "

Literally, it seems that now someone wants to threaten Zhao Changyuan with Zhao Xiong's safety.

"Well, let's wait for a good play. I think the mechanisms and unique concealed weapons at the bottom of the Daming cult tower have never been able to come out alive once triggered. I want to see how hard Zhao Changyuan's life is. "

Ang Yue's words clearly passed into Gong Yue's ears, like a sharp concealed weapon inserted into her head, her throat and her frightened heart.

But the current situation in front of her is more serious than the sum of previous events, at least for her. Because this time, the bandit has thousands of troops and horses, and the hostage is her Zhao Changyuan.

There are two options before her. The most convenient one is to kick open ang Yue's door, pick her up from the ground, block her mouth, and escort her to change Zhao Changyuan's safety. Gong Yueyue's first thought is exactly this, but he quickly crossed this option out of his mind. Because she realized that this is not Guangzhou or Hong Kong in the 21st century, or any modern city covered by communication technology. In this situation where traffic depends on walking and communication depends on roaring, every minute and every second is related to the life and safety of her husband.

She couldn't get to the Ming education tower in Youlan Valley at the ideal speed with the burden of not obediently cooperating. She dared not think that if she was a little late, she would find Zhao Changyuan's lifeless cold body in the dark ancient tower in the depths of the desert. She knew Zhao Changyuan was not a fool, but she knew more about the lethality of undercover mutiny.

She ran all the way downstairs. Before she rushed out of the door, she ran back to the shop with a blank face, took a pen and paper and left a concise message to Du ruotong. It roughly means that if you have something urgent to go out of the customs, you should ask Du ruotong to wait. Don't worry“ Give it to Mrs. pan on Tianzi No. 2. " She gave an order and hurriedly left the letter paper to go.

The shopkeeper did not trust to catch up: "it's so late. Are you going out?" Before Lu Ranqing left, he warned the inn owner fiercely that if Gong Yueyue had any mistakes, the Yuchi store would disappear from this territory.

Gong Yueyue ignored him this time, because at this moment, she has shielded all people and things from her senses. In a hurry, he ran to the stable, took out the camels, grabbed a large handful of camel feed and filled a large bag of water, climbed up the hump and ran towards Yumenguan without saying a word.

"Far up the Yellow River, between the white clouds, there is a lonely city and ten thousand Ren mountains. Why should the Qiang flute complain about the willows? The spring breeze doesn't pass the Yumen pass. " This song "Liangzhou Ci" is lonely and cold at the border. Even a big man doesn't want to walk in the desolation in the middle of the night.

However, for Gong Yueyue now, it is impossible to wait another minute, let alone wait until dawn. She was so alone, with water and food enough for camels, and the belief that one person would go and two people would return, she embarked on a road with an unknown future.

The soldiers guarding the customs had long been familiar with the general's wife who was waiting for her husband, so she went out smoothly. Even the Tibetan customs soldiers did not embarrass her at all. Maybe after a few days, these people will silently calculate one thing in their hearts - if they stopped her at that time... Maybe it's just, who knows?

But so what? Whenever these fears came to mind, she would ask herself, "so what?"

If the person who would rather stand at the door of her house every day waiting for her to go home hungry would disappear from this world

If the eager eyes that follow her all the time go out

If the breath that intoxicated her dissipated

If the big hand that always holds her, no matter in the face of the 95's statue or the violent sand sea, will never loosen, and will never be able to clench into a fist

If she never hears that slightly silly sentence again - "my lady, just took my father!"

If that pair of scars, but still try their best to embrace her, take care of her, loyal to her body, and turn into a dead bone

If all this becomes true, what meaning does the world have for Gong Yueyue? She may live for her children, as she said to Zhao Changyuan. But it's just that life is better than death.

Besides, the dagger Zhao Changyuan gave her was always on her waist. She always wears that "love bulletproof jacket". Even if it is not useful, it is very warm in the end. If you really meet a villain, she may not be lifeless with her ability.

As for the sandstorm, during her stay with Lu Ranqing, the other side taught her many survival skills about the desert. The most important thing is to avoid the eye of the wind according to the direction and wind direction of the sand flow and predict the sandstorm in advance.

All this seems to have been calculated by the trainee inspector from a thousand years later. Even though she was on her way, she was always ready to deal with all kinds of sudden dangers or disturbances. Who makes her always feel that she has evil spirits in her life. She has lived and died in just 30 years. What hasn't she met?

But this time, God seemed to save face and didn't make any obstacles for her all the way. On the second day, it was also a fine day with gentle wind. Even the sun hid behind the clouds very reserved. The temperature is neither too cold nor too hot. It can just keep her awake, distinguish the direction in the vast desert and find her final destination.

When the incredible tower that surprised Gong Yueyue appeared in front of her again, she felt her heart was about to jump out of her throat. Due to the serious lack of sleep, she was a little confused, and even forgot how many days she had gone“ Still... Is there time? " This is the question she dare not face in her heart, but she has to face.

She jumped off the camel and fell into the sand. In front of her was the main gate of the Mingjiao tower. Her sight was blurred for a moment. For her, is it just a meaningless scenic spot or a heartbroken grave... She will know soon.

When she climbed in front of the magnificent stone gate, she suddenly stopped, faced the empty and dark hall in the door, took a deep breath and vomited out heavily“ You must not be in there, you must not be. " She whispered a prayer, then climbed over the high threshold without hesitation and disappeared in the dead silence.

It was a winter afternoon. Although the sunshine outside the window was not sharp, it was enough for Gong Yueyue to identify the direction. Beside a wall of the hexagonal hall, he saw a ladder leading to the underground.