Chapter 87 Little Stone Misses You Too Little Stone Misses You Too

Ye Jindian returned to the logistics camp.

Before she even entered the tent, she heard Luo Dong roar, "Get lost! I will never acknowledge you as my brother, and you are not my junior apprentice! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have fled to Nanling, never leaving, and died in a foreign land!"

Immediately afterwards, Dongfang Jiujiang lifted the curtain and bumped into her.

Ye Jindian subconsciously made way: "Sorry, I just got back and didn't mean to overhear your conversation."

On Dongfang Jiujiang's face, which had remained expressionless for thousands of years and was as cold and hard as a stone carving, a hint of sadness was revealed clearly by the sunlight before it could be hidden.

However, he quickly calmed down and said to her, "I came to see you because I need your help with something personal."

Ye Jindian was surprised.

Private matter?

The general still has private matters.

Luo Dong threw the curtain open and came out: "Get out!"

Dongfang Jiujiang looked back calmly: "I said, I came here to find Engineer Ye, not you."

Seeing that Luo Dong was very emotional, Ye Jindian was afraid that they would fight and be punished by Zhang Min, so she simply invited Dongfang Jiujiang to another tent to talk.

The other party's purpose was simple - the weapon given to him by Aunt Heibu was damaged. When he learned that he was done with the work here, he wanted to ask Ye Jindian for help to repair it.

It wasn't the mechanism itself that was broken, but the little arrows.

"I asked other craftsmen to prepare a box full of arrowheads, but none of them were suitable." Dongfang Jiujiang said this when he saw her confusion.

He thought that since she was a child taught by his senior sister, she should be able to replicate it.

"Okay, I'll try to make a box for the general before I leave." Ye Jindian glanced at the weapon he always carried with him and asked, "Do you want me to help repair the outer shell?"

Dongfang Jiujiang touched the weapon at his waist and shook his head: "No need, I can do it."

He can do everything that his senior brothers and sisters can do.

He just had limited abilities and couldn't replicate this unique octagonal arrowhead.

After he finished speaking, he left.

Ye Jindian also returned to the carpenter's tent and met Luo Dong's tired face, which seemed to have aged five or six years in an instant.

"Cough." She coughed lightly to attract attention, "Uncle Luo, are you okay?"

Luo Dong wiped his face vigorously, raised his eyes and looked at her straightly, his eyes were very complicated, as if he saw the child born by his rival and his lover, relieved and resentful.

Ye Jindian: “…”

This is a bad association.

But the story Luo Dong told her next was basically the same.

Luo Dong's actual name is not Luo Dong, but Dongfang Luo, with the courtesy name Wu Man. He is the eldest son of a family of medical expertise, while Dongfang Jiujiang is an inconspicuous peer in the same clan.

During the previous dynasty, the Dongfang family was famous both at home and abroad for their alchemy and forging skills, and was unrivaled at the time.

The head of other families is held by one person, but they have two, and there are seven family members who discuss matters together. It is not an exaggeration to say that they have the same power as kings of different surnames.

But times have changed, and the first family to be suppressed at the end of the dynasty was the Dongfang family.

After more than a hundred years of war, the Dongfang family is only barely surviving.

When it was Dongfang Luo's turn to succeed the position of head of the family, the war eased a little, giving the world a two-year respite.

At that time, the few remaining elders of the family invited the most famous blacksmith of the time, Shang Shaojun, to their house and accepted him as their disciple.

Shang Shaojun had a daughter named Jun Nanlou.

That was his junior sister.

Jun Nanlou is a few years younger than him, but he is gifted and his forging skills are superb and unmatched.

He felt both envious and ashamed, and secretly paid attention to her forging techniques, hoping to learn a little from them.

But this inevitably requires gazing at her for a long time.

In this quiet gaze day after day, Dongfang Luo gave birth to a special feeling that he himself could not explain.

But at that time, Jun Nanlou and Dongfang Jiujiang had already expressed their love to each other and were in love with each other.

The love between the two was so simple that Dongfang Luo was unwilling to believe it.

They just had a fight, and Jun Nanlou admired Dongfang Jiujiang's skills, and Dongfang Jiujiang also admired the knives she forged.

In less than half a month, Jun Nanlou pulled Dongfang Jiujiang to ask Shang Shaojun to accept him as his third disciple.

The love between men and women is based on the word "fate".

Dongfang Luo had nothing much to say, and could only offer insincere congratulations.

Furthermore, due to the art of forging, the Dongfang family was once again being sought after by various factions, showing signs of a resurgence. As the head of the family, he was busy running around all day, so he suppressed the bitterness in his heart and let the matter go.

A few years passed in the blink of an eye.

He also gradually let go, and even prepared a large amount of dowry and betrothal gifts when they chose the wedding date.

"Teacher doesn't value material possessions and doesn't have much savings. Jiujiang is a man who loves to stand up for the weak and is generous with his money, and Junior Sister is a fool who only cares about blacksmithing. If I don't take care of these things, how can I count on them both?"

This is how Dongfang Luo responded when the family elder teased him.

Three months before the divorce, he was still busy saving for a family fortune and a dowry.

Unexpectedly, what arrived even earlier than the wedding was the obituary announcement that Shang Shaojun died of depression due to excessive longing for his deceased wife.

Dongfang Luo rushed back to attend the funeral and found that his teacher was buried hastily without any grand ceremony, and his junior sister was nowhere to be found.

When asked about Dongfang Jiujiang, he replied, "If we have different paths, it will be difficult for us to work together even if we love each other."

That day, Dongfang Luo almost sent him to see his teacher.

After Jun Nanlou left the Dongfang family, many forces were searching for her whereabouts, wanting to control her and use her for their own purposes.

It was not until then that Dongfang Luo realized how miserable it was for a declining family.

"They were like jackals. After failing to dig out my junior sister, they turned to the next best thing and controlled me. If I didn't obey, they would kill my clansmen as a threat." When Luo Dong thought of the past, the pain in his eyes turned into a diffuse numbness.

But when he saw those who controlled him using forged swords to attack innocent old people and children, and chopping the abducted girls into pieces for meat, he still could not bear to resist.

The cost of resistance is huge.

The past is too confusing, and my mind is full of flying blood, flesh and flames.

He took a deep breath and said, "In short, we both suffered losses and neither of us gained anything good."

From then on, all those who controlled him died, but he also completely broke away from the Dongfang family, allowing the few surviving members of the family to retreat to the mountains and survive.

The Dongfang family, which had prospered for hundreds of years, wrote its final chapter in his hands.

At that time, Dongfang Jiujiang was firmly stationed in the desert city of Mobei. When he received his letter for help, he only replied, "I have asked my colleagues to redirect the rescue, brother, please wait."

But by then, it was too late.

Dongfang Luo died the night before the arrival of reinforcements. The person who went against the reinforcements the next day was the disheartened civilian Luo Dong.

He actually knew that Dongfang Jiujiang could not be blamed entirely for this.

But his family was defeated, his clansmen were killed, and his apprentice sister disappeared, but he was still firmly serving as his general in Mobei...

This matter is like a thorn stuck in the flesh, causing excruciating pain at the slightest movement.

then--

"It's best if we two never meet in this life." Luo Dong said in a hoarse voice.

Ye Jindian didn't know how to comfort him, so she could only pat his shoulder silently and stood up to pour him a glass of water.

There was no water in the tent, so she picked up the copper kettle and went out to pour some water. However, she caught a glimpse of Dongfang Jiujiang's leaving figure. She moved her feet and seemed to kick something with her toes.

She looked down and saw a jade pendant with the word "East" engraved on it.

She immediately handed the jade pendant over to Luo Dong.

*

"And then?"

When they returned to the commander's tent at night, Zhang Min questioned her.

Outside the tent, the howling wind from the north seemed to be pulling people up and sending them to the sky.

Ye Jindian sat on a chair, sorting out the notes she had recently taken by candlelight. She looked up at him and said, "Why are you asking this? Do you know the general's past?"

Zhang Min took off his armor and went behind the bamboo screen to wash and bathe.

"It's a tradition of this old, pedantic family to memorize the genealogy and deeds of every noble clan. It's hard not to know." His injuries had healed considerably, even the scars had vanished. He could finally soak in the tub and scrub himself. "But the love, hatred, and vengeance between the three of them are only shadowy and unknown."

How could General Dongfang, who is so taciturn, tell me the details?

But based on his understanding of the general, he was afraid that the separation of the two was not the idea of ​​one person, but a consensus reached by both of them.

Otherwise, he would take out the Dongfang family's jade token and touch it whenever he did something.

The jade token was rubbed smooth, and he didn't believe that his wife was unaware of it and had no thoughts.

She turned around and handed it over to someone as thoughtful as Luo Dong. It must have been her intentional act, not an accidental one.

"Then continue to be ignorant and let the elders solve it themselves." Ye Jindian said the last sentence, blew the ink dry and put away the booklet.

After putting the book away, she walked around the bamboo screen, made the bed, and prepared to go to bed.

Zhang Min saw her come in, moved forward, and leaned over the edge of the bathtub to look at Ye Jindian in a loose robe: "Madam, won't you wait for me before going to sleep?"

Ye Jindian lay down with her back to him: "No."

Zhang Min: “…”

He couldn't soak any longer, so he dried his body, reached into the quilt without putting on any clothes, and hugged her from behind.

"My wife is so cruel," he groaned, his voice low. "Just think about it. How long have you neglected me? Ever since we cleared up the misunderstanding that day, you've been relieved and stopped caring about me. Now his injuries are healed, and Ajian Lashamu was practically slung into a bacon by Nuhara. Even the little fox Fufeng found in the desert can run and jump."

Ye Jindian: “…”

He can calculate it clearly.

One of his hands tightened around her waist, while the other reached into her clothes, holding and caressing her waist.

Ye Jindian rubbed her ears, which were filled with the word "了", and took his hand and put it on her lower back: "Press here, use a little force."

Her waist was nearly broken from horse racing, and I don't know how she managed to get through those twenty days.

Zhang Min sighed and resigned himself to massaging her waist. However, he was not very serious and insisted on turning over. He supported himself with his hands and looked at her, mumbling sadly, "Madam, what do you think of this strength? Is it appropriate?"

Ye Jindian looked at the face pretending to be pitiful, suppressed her smile, closed her eyes in enjoyment, and said vaguely, "Not bad."

"Your eyeballs moved." Zhang Min lowered his body and looked into her closed eyes. "Are you not tired? Are you? Are you? Are you..."

Ye Jindian: “…”

When we first met, he seldom spoke. He must have thought that his voice was unpleasant.

She had no choice but to lie down and open her eyes.

"I'm not tired, but you just got some free time. Don't you want to take a break?"

Zhang Min leaned over and kissed her: "Not tired."

Later, Ye Jindian was tired and wanted to break free from his restraints to have a good sleep, but she was held by the waist and pulled back.

She grabbed the corner of the pillow and threw it behind her: "Isn't it over?"

Zhang Min reached out to catch it and threw it at the end of the bed.

"No." He put his hand against the back of her sweaty neck and whispered in her ear, "Little Stone misses you too. You'll know if you feel it a few more times."

Ye Jindian: “…”

The night is too long, and the wind and snow come quietly.