Chapter 6 Early Winter Cold Rain

The early winter is slightly cold, and a few days later.

At dawn, the sky was not yet bright, and the army led by Xia Kang quietly walked on the widest bluestone street in Liuzhou. Ling Yue's carriage was surrounded by six men in black brocade, and the driver was also replaced by a mirrorless driver. Everything is to protect Murong Lingyue, who has lost her memory, from any harm.

In the days of cultivation in the Lotus Medical Center, Ling Yue roughly learned about the division of the whole world. The demise of the Cang Kingdom is about to be included in the territory of the State of Xia, and now the world is divided into four.

The State of Chu in the north, the State of Jin in the west, and the State of Shu, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack in the center, and what she is about to go to now is the State of Xia in the east. Of course, after the annexation of Cang, the territory of the State of Xia has extended to the south. Along the way, Ling Yue found that the world she was in seemed to be equivalent to Tang and Song in history, but she also knew that the world did not exist in the long river of history. In other words, this is an era without verification.

"How long will it take for us to get to Xia?" Ling Yue raised the velvet curtain in front of her, and the cold wind immediately came in. She subconsciously shivered, "It's so cold on this day."

"If it doesn't rain, it will only be a month. If it rains, it may be later."

"Is it going to take so long?"

"Thousands of miles, naturally it will take so long." The mirror holding the reins in his hand was shadowless and took a deep breath.

Ling Yue put down the curtain and felt a strange feeling in her heart. It's just thousands of miles away, and it takes so much time to walk. If it was in the past, not to mention thousands of miles, even if it was just a circle around the earth, it would only take more than 20 hours.

There is no plane, no network, no high technology, and of course there is no so-called workplace. So, how do you live in this world without any means of livelihood? Murong Lingyue considers life, not survival, because she believes that survival is a matter of animals, and only people know how to live.

Suddenly, Ling Yue raised the velvet curtain again: "I want to ride a horse."

"Horse riding?" Do you want to ride a horse if you don't take this good carriage? Is it possible that she wants to escape? Jing Wuying suddenly became alert, "General, the princess said she wanted to ride a horse."

Xia Kang turned his head and said with a smile, "If you don't ride such a comfortable carriage, why do you need to ride a horse?"

"Once again, I want to ride a horse." Ling Yue's tone was serious and there was no room for discussion.

"Ok, just don't stand it for a while. It's my fault that General didn't remind you."

Xia Kang specially chose a tame horse for Ling Yue. Originally, Ling Yue, who thought she was weak, could not even get on the horse, but unexpectedly, Ling Yue stepped lightly on the horse's spine, and then neatly stepped on the back of the horse, held the reins, raised her chin slightly, and looked at Xia Kang slightly provocatively: "This horse is too tame for me. ."

"The action of getting on the horse is beautiful, but I don't know how the riding is!" Xia Kang looked at Ling Yue's provocative eyes with great interest. The woman he had seen was always pleasing to her eyebrows, and the birds were attracted to others, while Murong Lingyue always wanted to reverse it, and there was always an unyielding spirit in her words and deeds.

"The riding is not good." The reason why Ling Yue can ride a horse is that she was in the workplace in her previous life. Sometimes she needs to ride with customers who like horse riding, but she can't do it in terms of riding. After all, in that era, there were already cars that would pollute the environment.

"You are frank enough. Let me ask you, do you really remember what happened before?"

"How do you remember? So what if you don't remember? The point of the matter is not whether I really have amnesia, but whether you believe that I have lost my memory, don't you think?

"This is a mystery. Let me think about it." Xia Kang smiled.

"Looking at how idle you are, I'll give you a question to think about slowly?"

"Oh? What's the title?

"How about if the cuckoo doesn't slew?"

In the rear, the mirror looked at Ling Yue with a complicated look. Perhaps these six words are nothing to ordinary people, but Jing Wuying, who is good at the art of conspiracy, knows that Ling Yue is testing Xia Kang. At the same time, Jing Wuying is also looking forward to Xia Kang's answer.

After silent for a long time, Xia Kang's eyes replied sharply, "The cuckoo doesn't snoring, kill it."

Ling Yue didn't say anything, just smiled. Jing Wuying shook his head disappointedly after hearing Xia Kang's answer, because the answer he expected was: Du Kui doesn't cry, etc. Only when ordinary people can't tolerate it can they achieve hegemony and show their courage for a while. After all, it is not the work of smart people. However, Xia Kang's subsequent words made him sweep away his inner worries.

"If it had been five years ago, I would have answered this, but now my answer is that the cuckoo doesn't sneeze, and so on."

"If you wait until you die, it still doesn't clap?"

"What's so difficult? Then I can kill it before I die."

Why do you want to kill him before death? Anyway, you are going to die, so why do you care?" Ling Yue turned her head and knew that the man in front of her was by no means a thing in the pool. When the wind and clouds rise, she would turn into a dragon and ascend to the sky.

"If I don't kill it, won't I wait for a lifetime? I won't do such a stupid thing."

"Jin Lin is not a thing in the pool. It changes when it comes to the wind and clouds."

Xia Kang thought for a moment and said with a smile, "Are you praising General Ben?"

"No, I'm just talking to myself." Ling Yue looked pale at the road ahead, and her hand holding the reins was red with cold.

"If it's cold, go back to the carriage. I guess I will fall asleep comfortably in the carriage at night."

Suddenly, a sparrow was frozen and fell from the branch to the soil beside the roadside. Ling Yue took a deep breath: "No." Then he raised the horse whip firmly and galloped in the cold wind and drizzle. There is no so-called real dragon emperor, and there is no affectionate prince. She, Murong Lingyue, will never hand over her heart easily, nor will she give her fate to others.

In the cold wind and drizzle, Ling Yue knew that if she couldn't stand it, she would die humbly like the falling sparrow just now. However, patience has never been her attitude towards the world. Is it great to be able to endure pain? If it were me, Murong Lingyue, I would think about how to make myself less painful.

The Foshan bird broke through the air and sang sadly. Liu Ye, sitting in the carriage, listened with his eyes drooping. Only he could understand the meaning of the sad sound.

You really don't hate it at all? Leng Lian's words were like a sharp dagger, which engraved an indelible mark on his heart. If it weren't for that ridiculous task, how could I have become like this? The nails are poured into the palm and shed a trace of red. The blood in the palm can be wiped off and the scars can be healed.

So who can tell him how to cure it if his heart is broken?