The person in front of you, the one you love
Sitting on a tall horse, one could see a lush evergreen pine forest, but looking down at the forest, one could see corpses scattered all over the ground and blood flowing like water.
Song Tiaotiao's eyes were completely focused on the tall and straight figure. She raised her voice and said, "Mo Yun, you can go faster."
Hearing the sound, Mo Yun moved with vigor and strength, as fast as the wind, passing through the obstacles and stopping steadily beside Gu Chengjue.
Seeing Gu Chengjue staring at the man and the horse in a daze, Song Tiaotiao was quick-witted and jumped down.
She inspected Gu Chengjue's body and saw that his clothes were neat and tidy and he showed no injuries. Then she raised her eyes and spoke with a joy that she herself had not yet realized: "Chengjue? You are back from the army?"
Gu Chengjue stared intently at the man and the horse, afraid that he was trapped in a dream. He nodded repeatedly and said in a rare trembling voice: "Yes, I'm back... You... and Mo Yun are back too..."
Hearing the sound, Mo Yun looked at the white horse snorting and obediently nudged Gu Chengjue's palm.
Feeling the touch that seemed to be from another world, Gu Chengjue's red eyes were filled with ripples: "Tiao Tiao, where did you find Mo Yun?"
Song Tiaotiao looked into Gu Chengjue's eyes, which gradually turned into a pink peach petal color. She couldn't help but think of Mo Yun's past and present lives. Her voice choked with sobs, "It's...it's the King of Zhenbei. It's a gift from the King of Zhenbei to us."
Hearing the sound, Gu Chengjue led Mo Yun to Song Tiaotiao. Seeing that the sadness in her eyes disappeared with Mo Yun's company, he felt relieved. He hugged the magnificent horse's neck, stroked Mo Yun's mane, and he and Song Tiaotiao gently comforted it for a long time.
When he saw Mo Yun leaning against Song Tiaotiao with his horse's neck, the moisture in his eyes stopped.
Gu Chengjue looked at the harmonious scene between the man and the horse, lowered his eyes to hide the deepest sadness in his eyes, and chuckled softly as if with emotion: "Good Mo Yun, you can finally be with the Tiao Tiao you love for a long time."
At this time, Chen Pinglang, who was following closely behind Song Tiaotiao, came over on horseback and asked, "Cheng Jue, is the matter done?"
Gu Chengjue looked at Shen Pinglang and nodded, then said firmly, "It's all settled."
At this point, he turned his gaze back to Song Tiao Tiao. Seeing her eyebrows slightly raised, with a puzzled look on her face, he whispered in her ear: "Tiao Tiao, there is a general amnesty."
Hearing this, Song Tiaotiao's eyes flashed and even her heartbeat was excited: "Really?"
Looking at the ears, whose eyes were changing from porcelain white to cherry pink, and the color was about to deepen, Gu Chengjue's eyelashes trembled slightly: "Yes... At the same time, the news came from the capital that I have been reinstated."
Song Tiaotiao's almond-shaped eyes widened, and even her lips parted unconsciously: "All this happened in just a few days...?"
But in the book, Gu Chengjue had been struggling in the muddy waters of power struggle in Northern Xinjiang for more than five years. Now, it had been less than a year since they arrived in Northern Xinjiang...
Thinking of this, Song Tiaotiao's eyes became hot, and there were sparkling stars in her eyes, but there was a gentle smile in her eyes.
She was sincerely happy for Gu Chengjue and didn't even want to ask about the possible heavy reasons behind it.
At this moment, she just wanted pure joy for him.
In the past, in modern times, she had accompanied Gu Chengjue through his hardships with her writing, but she did not see the final brightness in his book.
In the Southern Dynasty, she had witnessed Gu Chengjue's high-spirited and high-spirited state, but she also saw him collapse from his pedestal and fall from the altar, once again walking towards the thorny forest of flesh and blood.
Now, she can finally see Gu Chengjue walk out of the abyss and head towards the sunny day that belongs to him.
Gu Chengjue lowered his eyes to look at Song Tiaotiao, and nodded with a smile: "Nowadays, the situation in the world is indeed changing so rapidly."
After he finished speaking, his mood no longer had the calmness on his face or the strategic planning in his words.
The bright smile on Song Tiaotiao's face, reflected in Gu Chengjue's eyes, was like spring water washing his heart, making him long for its freshness and nostalgic for its peace.
His eyes flickered like a drowning butterfly, and he allowed himself to be completely immersed in Song Tiaotiao's eyes.
Now, he finally cut off with his own hands all the shackles on his body that could burden the people he loved, and exchanged his heavy thoughts for his light body.
Looking at the person in front of him, his beloved, he secretly lowered his eyes but refused to look at her incorrectly. He was cautious but ambitious.
He had studied military strategies since childhood, and knew that acting too hastily would only backfire, so he was afraid of causing her fear and disgust. He had also studied poetry and books, and since he understood the desires in his heart that had been unresolved for years, he was unwilling to restrain himself from continuing to dabble in love because of his previous concerns about not being able to commit to love.
The two desires competed with each other, Gu Chengjue's eyes moved, and finally he looked into Song Tiaotiao's eyes quietly and gently.
But when Song Tiaotiao saw him raise his eyes again, her almond-shaped eyes curved like a half moon and smiling like a new moon, his mind suddenly became clear, and finally his heart trembled, and he relaxed all his thoughts and completely melted them into this pool of spring water.
The deeper he looked, the deeper he was contained. The desires that grew in his heart also climbed deep into his heart and grew in all directions.
What he wanted to grasp and indulge in was more than just this moment...
He wanted to experience the most tolerant beauty in the world greedily and fully for the rest of his life.
Thinking of this, Gu Chengjue's eyes became deeper as he looked at Song Tiaotiao.
Chen Pinglang folded his arms, his eyes wandering between the two of them, frowning and saying, "This place is so bloody and stinking, are you really planning to continue reminiscing here?"
Hearing this, Song Tiaotiao and Gu Chengjue looked at each other, and slightly missed each other's gaze, but in the next moment, when they looked back unintentionally or intentionally, their eyes collided again.
Their ears were reddened, and their hearts were beating unusually fast in tacit understanding.
After discussion, Gu Chengjue and Shen Pinglang decided to put their original plan on hold and escort Song Tiaotiao back to Songbai Village first.
As they were about to pass through the forest behind Songbai Village, Gu Chengjue gently manipulated the reins with his fingertips, and the white horse under him seemed to understand his intentions and secretly approached Song Tiaotiao who was riding Mo Yun beside him.
He looked down at the person so close to him for a long time, but after looking at the familiar mountains and forests, he finally said slowly, "Tiaotiao, next, I may have to leave the Northern Frontier for a while and go to the capital."
What is coming will eventually come. Although Song Tiaotiao had been prepared in her heart, when she actually heard it, she still couldn't completely suppress the slight sense of loss that was faintly rising in her chest.
But she quickly hid her disappointment in her heart, blinking her eyes and whispering, "Cheng Jue, the situation in the capital is extremely dangerous now. Do you have anyone to help you?"
Hearing this, Gu Chengjue and Shen Pinglang exchanged a glance and nodded, "Don't worry, Tiaotiao. I know exactly what they're thinking. I've already prepared a foolproof plan for anything that might happen along the way."
Song Tiaotiao gently stroked the reins, lowered her eyes and smiled faintly, "Then I'm relieved. But the matter over there should be very urgent..."
Gu Chengjue sensed that Song Tiaotiao was a little depressed. As his eyes moved, he leaned slightly towards Song Tiaotiao and said softly, "Tiaotiao, many things need time to settle."
Chen Pinglang watched Gu Chengjue's small movements, twirled the whip in his hand, raised his eyes to the horizon, and smiled lazily: "Only when a person is about to die, his words are the best and most true. Now all we need to do is simmer slowly over low heat to fry the longevity of the person."
Hearing this, Gu Chengjue's eyes flickered, with an indifferent smile in his eyes, and he lowered his eyes without saying a word.
Song Tiaotiao raised her eyebrows slightly, sighed softly, but said nothing more.
If you indulge in power and eat people without leaving any bones, you will eventually be bitten back by them and suffer the consequences.
The old emperor was too suspicious. Throughout his life, he had killed many of his brothers out of fear, but because of a moment of compassion and hesitation, he ultimately did not kill the child he admired and feared the most among his clan members.
Now, this child is the old emperor's last hope to preserve the Gu royal family, but he will not treat him kindly to the murderer of his father.
This double-edged sword will eventually become a fatal variable that determines the life and death of various forces when the chaotic situation in Beijing returns.
As the sun sets in the west, the mountains and rivers are dyed red.
The rebel army was hundreds of meters long, with a large number of people and dense formation. Looking around the mountains and forests, it seemed like lush wild grass growing wildly, and as it moved forward quickly, it seemed as if it was blown by a strong wind.
From time to time, they came to a dense forest and took root there.
Song Tiaotiao had the best eyesight and could see their movements clearly at a glance: "They seem to be setting up camp in the front. With such a large scale, it looks like they should be the main force..." When she said this, her eyes flashed and she glanced sideways at Gu Chengjue.
Gu Chengjue also gazed deeply into the dense forest, and said with understanding, "The dense forest ahead is the only way to go."
Chen Pinglang nodded and raised his whip: "Now that we have this good opportunity, we don't have to go far away. You can put your worries aside and do things boldly in the capital."
Seeing the three of them galloping towards them, each armed, the guards at the edge of the dense forest had already vigilantly begun to convey the message to the people resting behind them. In the hidden places, layers of arrows flashed secretly.
In order to allay the guards' concerns, the three men dismounted when they approached the outer circle and only led their horses slowly forward, giving them enough time to notify some leaders.
I don't know whether it was because the news needed to be passed down layer by layer, or because the leadership of the rebels were already accustomed to such scenes.
As the three of them were about to enter the dense forest, they only saw a few people with swords on their waists at the entrance of the forest, who looked like squad leaders.
Seeing that the three wanted to go deeper, one of them smiled and stood in front of them: "Excuse me, what are you doing here?"
Gu Chengjue walked forward and said calmly, "I don't mean to offend you. It's just that this road is the only way for us to return home."
Hearing the voice, the officer raised his head with suspicion, but the moment he looked up at Gu Chengjue's face, he was stunned and said, "Resemble, too much like..." At this point, he called over a soldier and said, "Go quickly... Go and notify the leader to come."
After he finished speaking, he looked at Gu Chengjue steadily and said respectfully, "Young sir, do you have any old friends in the army?"
Gu Chengjue lowered his eyes and bowed: "Since we are so similar, could you please take me to find her?"
The commander glanced at the soldiers rushing towards the deep forest, thought for a moment, and said, "Everyone, please follow me."
A soldier whispered in his ear: "Sir, they look like veterans of hundreds of battles, and now they have swords on them. If they want to hurt someone..."
The commander glanced at the archers standing ready in all directions in the forest. He smiled, patted the soldier's shoulder, and said meaningfully, "Now, we are no longer alone and at the mercy of others. Can you be more confident in your own strength? You've been through so many battles to get to this point, how can you still act like a naive soldier?" At this, he saw the soldier's concerns dissipate. He turned to look at the silent three people and led the way, "Everyone, please."
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