Her Heartless Evil Man

Half of the bets are won or lost. Now, even if I lose, he can't save me.

I went back to the bed where I had been hiding for two days. I sat down slowly. I can't lie anymore. I'm afraid I won't have the strength to get up again.

"Ruoqing, come here."

"Go ahead, miss." she broke down in tears.

"If I have any accident, will you find Li'an and ask him to take you back to Dazhou and take care of my mother for me?" I have no tears, and I am sober.

"Miss, you'll be fine."

"I only want you to do this. You have to promise me." I looked at her with more firmness in my eyes.

"Miss, you've broken your servant. Your business is mine. Don't worry, miss. No matter what the future is, miss's mother is my mother."

I was relieved. I was relieved to hear her.

True love is seen in adversity. If you are clear, if I can be safe, I must give you the best rest of my life.

"Yunqi'er, are you sure that turdan will listen to you? If not, don't go." ban bulshan didn't know when he had quietly stood by my side.

"I believe in myself, and I believe in toldan." then even I doubt the reliability of my words. I only met him once. But I have to believe it myself. Only when I believe it myself can I convince others.

"If he doesn't agree, you can come back. You can't..."

"No, I'll be fine."

"Yunqi'er, this is farewell. If you really marry turdan and he bullies you in the future, you will come to ha Dajin. This will always be your home." bambusan said sincerely.

I walked up to him and said softly, "yes, I will remember here. This is my other home."

I walked away and passed by him, as if walking towards the Naihe bridge. Life and death are just one word each. I smiled and heard him say, "Yun Qi'er, you smile so beautiful."

Is it? But I'd rather I was ugly.

If you're ugly, you won't have these stories.

When I walked out of the door, a Wen handed me a prepared document. I put it in my sleeve without looking. I knew it was the document for me to sign for turdan.

As long as he signs, he can no longer infringe on hada Jin within ten years.

He is an eagle on the grassland, so even the rabbits on the grassland will hide desperately when they see him.

Bambusan is the only eagle that can fly with him, but bambusan is less cruel than him. He doesn't want to watch his people suffer from war years after years.

And this mission is now entrusted to me.

The carriage came and I sat on it without a trace of hesitation.

Dozens of soldiers escorted me to the front of the two armies. I felt a cluster of torch like eyes looking at me behind me.

That's bambusan.

I was not pleased or disturbed to see toldan.

The sound of rolling wheels seems to be singing a majestic war song, high pitched and moving.

Yes, moving.

Every tooth mark that the wheel has run over has my story. From then on, I am a woman on the grassland.

Finally, the carriage stopped. I couldn't hear the roar of war horses or the fighting on the battlefield.

I got out of the carriage, and there were war horses and countless iron cavalry knights in front of me. It was turdan's army.

Before the two armies, I looked at him with trust in my eyes. I don't know if he can see me clearly, but I still looked at him directly. I want him to know my courage.

I'm not a woman afraid of death.

But when the warrior put the cold knife around my neck, I saw the gloom in turdan's eyes.

I was speechless and moved towards him slowly with the warrior and the sword.

There are swords in front of and behind him.

There is only tension in the air.

I step by step to turdan, to my husband in this life, to marry him, I have no choice.

I missed Lian and bambusan.

The distance of tens of meters seemed to be as long as a century, with light sweat and wet forehead.

Finally, there were only ten meters left. Turdan suddenly bent his bow and pointed an arrow at the warrior next to me. My heart was shocked and my life was over.

I haven't brought him that book yet.

Does he want my life?

The pain in my heart can't hurt any more. I can't bear this perception. I close my eyes and wait for the knife to pass through my neck.

I seem to hear Meng Po say to me, "girl, drink this soup." I want to take it and forget the shortness of this life.

But I heard the clang of the knife, and the coolness on my neck disappeared in an instant.

Turdan's arrow made my heart palpitate. He sent me to hell with his confidence, and then rescued me from the tip of the knife.

This process made me stand up again from the valley of death.

His horse galloped and looked at him. I thought if there were flying arrows behind me at this time, who would he protect?

But, No.

As I know, this is the order of bambusan.

Turdan swept me onto the horse's back and hugged me tightly, as if cherishing me like a baby.

"Wait."

He looked at me in surprise. I took out the document from my cuff. I handed it to him and whispered, "he saved me, so this document is my reward to him. From then on, I don't owe him."

He opened a light sweep, looked at me and said, "just now you were determined to let the warrior put a knife on your neck, didn't you?"

I nodded, I admitted.

I don't want to lie to him.

"Ha ha, that's the best. I like yunqi'er who is not afraid of death most. OK, I promise you. I don't want to owe benbulshan a favor. From now on, it's best to be settled."

As soon as he waved, the warrior behind hurried over and knowingly handed the pen to turdan. With a big stroke, he threw it on the ground and handed the document to me, "you see, that's all right."

I took it, but didn't look, "I believe you." but I still had some pain in my heart. Although he saved me with that arrow just now, at that moment, my life was only half sure of survival. If he cared more about me and his hand was soft, my life would be lost.

But his ruthlessness saved me. At the moment, we think of the warrior holding the knife. He is slowly standing up. Turdan waved to him. He came over fearlessly. Turdan handed him the document: "The arrow is blunt. I thank you for your mercy. At the same time, tell ban bolshan for me that I signed this document. From then on, I'll pay back his love for saving Yun Qi'er."

Is it because of the mercy of the warrior that I didn't die? Turdan, your eyes are really sharp. You can observe such a small situation.

The samurai had no intention of killing me. These must have been inspired by bambusan again.

But my heart hurts more. In fact, I've lost my bet.

Admit it or not, turdan's heart is high above everything. I really can't read it or guess his heart.

The warrior left and took the document.

My wedding carriage is coming to me. All my things are in it. And the painting, bambusan, I forgot. I should give it to you.

"Ruoqing, take out the painting I first painted on the grassland." I looked at ruoqing who hadn't come near me.

She took it from the carriage and handed it to me.

I gently waved to the air, then drew an arc, flew far away, and fell on a piece of grass for a long time.

I looked and looked across for ban Boshan's face. I couldn't see it clearly, but I knew that the person who was at the top and looked straight at me was him.

I smiled.

I nodded to the painting.

I think he should understand. It was a gift from me.

I know. He likes that picture.

I finally fulfilled my mission. From then on, I had nothing to do with HA Dajin and him.

"Sweat, let's go." I walked towards my carriage.

I want to be a bride to be married again. I don't know what my future will be. I've been missing for two nights, turdan. Will he believe my innocence?

"Yunqi'er." turdan suddenly carried me on his shoulder in front of thousands of troops and horses, in front of all the soldiers of Balu thorn and ha Dajin, "yunqi'er, you are mine."

So I was on his horse's back and in his arms. His hard beard pierced my face. I looked up and he kissed my forehead.

Everyone witnessed this overbearing seal.

Since then, I can only be his.

Yu Guangzhong, I saw a figure.

That's Lian.

But I buried myself deeper in turdan's arms. He laughed, whipped his horse and galloped away in the direction of baruchi. There was a blue sky above his head and a boundless prairie in front of me. From the eyes from all directions, I knew there were two ways, one was from Li'an and the other was from bambusan.

I was in his arms, smelling his breath. The familiar, strange and overbearing smell tightly wrapped around me. At this moment, I suddenly relaxed. The string that had collapsed for more than ten days loosened in an instant. The sun was warm on me. It was warm. I wanted to sleep.

I yawned and said to him in a small voice, "I'm sleepy."

He picked me up, flew off the horse, gave the reins to the fast-moving soldiers, walked quickly to my carriage, got on the carriage, I was put on the soft couch by him, "sleep." a trace of tenderness flashed in his eyes.

In his eyes, what I feel most is safety. I'm safe. I don't have to walk on the tip of the knife anymore.

My eyes closed. At this moment, I gave myself completely to him, my upcoming husband.

The carriage swam slowly on the grassland. I fell asleep safely. All the soldiers rode slowly to meet my carriage.

I slept from the sunny noon to the sunset.

When I woke up and looked at the beautiful sunset outside the carriage, I suddenly thought of the painting. I gave it to ban bolshan. In this life, I wish him to find someone who understands him, paint for him and wash clothes for him.