Chapter 229 The Nine Years of the North

Saibei Grassland, in the tent of the Southern Xiongnu.

A woman in Hanfu was seriously carving something with a saber, while carving, showing all kinds of looks, as if talking to a doll.

In her hand is a palm-sized tree root. The top of the root has been carved in the first form. Although it is not clear, if you look carefully, you can still see that this is a young man.

The man's facial features are not special, but the part of his mouth is slightly raised up, revealing a curvature, which seems to be a bad smile.

When the woman carved here, a smile also appeared on her face, but the smile soon turned into a sigh, and a few sad faces appeared between her eyebrows.

"Miss, Miss, Lord Zuo Wang is here." A seventeen- or eighteen-year-old girl suddenly ran in and said anxiously to the woman who was stunned by the doll.

And the woman was also a little panicked and hurriedly hid the doll and saber under the bedding.

"Haha, Yan'er, what are you doing? I'll tell you something happy. Today, I competed with that guy in the car. He lost to me 500 cows and 500 sheep." Outside the tent, a man dressed with a gorgeous tiger's back and a bear's waist came in and laughed loudly.

This man is the left king of the Southern Xiongnu, named Xiulan Zhuerhan, and the car in his mouth is the right king of the Xiongnu.

"Then Cai Yan congratulates Lord Zuo." Cai Yan's attitude was not cold or hot, and his words were a little respectful.

It has been nine years since Cai Yan was taken to the Southern Xiongnu. Nine years made the original cyan girl mature, and the shyness on her face disappeared. Instead, it was a kind of grace. In grace, there was still some sadness. It was this sadness that made Cai Yan look more connotative.

Hyulan Zhuerhan looked at Cai Yan like this, with a crazy expression in his eyes. He raised his hand and touched Cai Yan's cheek.

"Lord Zuo, please be self-respecting!" Cai Yan flashed Xiu Lan Zhuerhan's big hand and said in a low voice.

"Cough, I'm rude." Xiu Lan Zhuerhan withdrew his right hand and coughed and said.

Although Cai Yan has been captive by him for nine years, the other party has not succumbed to herself at all in the past nine years. No matter what means she uses, soft or hard, she is indifferent at all. The death has happened once or twice, and Xiu Lan Zhuerhan also really likes Cai Yan, so he After Cai Yan's third death, she chose to wait and did not force her too much.

"Yan'er, I brought you a good thing when I went to the Central Plains this time. How about it?" Xiu Lan Zhuerhan clapped his hands, and then a man came in with a piano in his hand.

"Jiaoweiqin!" Cai Yan looked at the appearance of the piano and couldn't help covering his mouth and whispering.

This Jiaoweiqin was made by Cai Yong, Cai Yan's father. This piano accompanied Cai Yong for most of his life. After Cai Yong's death, this piano was originally in Cai Yan's hands, but later Luoyang was in trouble, and the piano did not know where it was. Now that I can see this piano, how can Cai Yan not be excited.

"Haha, I know what Yan'er's favorite is. I inquired about the whereabouts of this piano. Finally, I knew that this piano was in a small tribe of the Qiang people. I destroyed all that small part, and then I got this Jiaoweiqin." Xiu Lan Zhuerhan took the piano from the hand behind him, and then handed it to Cai Yan's hand.

"Thank you, Lord Zuo!" Cai Yan took Jiaoweiqin and trembled slightly. She thought she would never see this piano again in her lifetime, but she didn't expect that the piano would also fall into the desert grassland.

"Haha, as long as you are happy." Xiu Lan Zhuerhan grabbed Cai Yan's hand and laughed when Cai Yan was not paying attention.

"Lord Zuo Wang, how about I touch the piano for you?" Cai Yan suddenly broke away from Xiulan Zhuerhan, and then immediately diverted the other party's attention.

"Fuqin? Well, it's also my blessing to let Yan'er play the piano for me. He knows the name of Cai Yan's talented daughter, and it is precisely because of Cai Yan's fame that Xiu Lan Zhuerhan is so patient with him.

Cai Yan sat down, put Jiao Weiqin on his lap, and stroked the strings gently. Then a piece of music overflowed the whole tent under Cai Yan's fingertips.

And Xiulan Zhuerhan also seemed to be intoxicated with the sound of the piano. He closed his eyes and sat next to Cai Yan, but when he sat down, he felt that there seemed to be a foreign body under him.

When I opened the mattress, it turned out to be a half-carved doll.

"Yan'er, can't you forget this person?" Xiulan Zhuerhan couldn't help but get angry when he looked at the appearance of the doll and clicked the doll. He waited for Cai Yan for nine years. In the past nine years, he had never touched a finger of Cai Yan. He felt that he could touch Cai Yan with time, so that Cai Yan had only himself in his heart, but the doll in front of him was like a mountain, completely closing Cai Yan's heart. No matter how much effort he made, there was nothing in Cai Yan's eyes. Yes, this makes Hugh Lan Zhuerhan not angry.

Seeing Xiulan Zhuerhan holding the doll he had just carved, Cai Yan's piano stopped abruptly, "He is my husband. How can I forget it? Please put down the doll."

"Well, he is your husband. What am I? Don't you know how I have treated you in the past nine years?" Xiulan Zhuerhan's voice became louder, questioning Cai Yan like a lion roaring.

"Lord Zuo Wang is very good to me. Yan'er naturally knows it, but my husband is the only one in Yan'er's heart." Cai Yan put Jiao Weiqin aside, stood up, and said to Xiu Lan Zhuerhan.

The only person in Cai Yan's heart is Zhou Tian. The person who broke into his heart when he was young has not changed since he was taken to the Xiongnu for nine years, and it will not change in the future!!

"Well, is there only that person in your heart? Then I will definitely kill him." Xiu Lan Zhuerhan clenched the doll and wanted to crush it.

"Put it down!" Cai Yan took out a saber from under the bedding, crossed in front of him, and shouted at Xiulan Zhuer Hanjiao.

"Okay, okay, I dare to use a knife for a doll. Have I been worthless in your heart for nine years?" Xiu Lan said three words of "good" and stared at Cai Yan.

"Cai Yan deeply misses the kindness of King Zuo, but if Lord Zuo forces me so much, Cai Yan will die." Cai Yan put the saber on his neck and cut out a thin blood mark.

"Yan'er, you..." Zuo Wang sighed, "I can wait for you for nine years, and I can wait for you for the second nine years. I don't believe you will always remember that man."

Hualan Zhuerhan threw the doll in his hand on the mattress and then walked out of the tent.

Cai Yan collapsed in **, and the saber in his hand also slipped to the ground. The girl next to him quickly came forward to help him.

"Miss, are you all right?" This little girl, like Cai Yan, was also captured by Xiulan Zhuerhan from the Central Plains. She was originally a girl from a large family, so she was arranged by Xiulan Zhuerhan to take care of Cai Yan.

"It's okay. Bring me that doll." Cai Yan shook her head and just kept gasping. No matter how strong she was on the surface, she was still the weak girl in her heart.

Taking over the doll handed over by the little girl, Cai Yan wiped it carefully, and then picked up the saber that fell on the ground and restored the part that had been damaged by Xiulan Zhuerhan.

"Yue'er, you go and guard the door. Don't worry about me." Cai Yan called Yue'er's little girl, and then he stood up and walked to the corner of the tent.

In this inconspicuous corner of the tent, there is a wooden box. This wooden box is nothing special, but it is Cai Yan's sustenance for living in this desert grassland.

Cai Yan opened the wooden box, which was a doll carved from tree roots.

A whole box, about more than a hundred.

These dolls are all lying neatly in the wooden box. The first few faces are blurred, and the whole body can only be slightly seen as a doll. Obviously, these dolls were carved by Cai Yan when he was just taken to the Xiongnu, and there was a trace of dry blood on it, which was left by Cai Yan who was initially cut by a saber when carving the doll.

Cai Yan, who has just been taken to the Xiongnu, is afraid and afraid to wash her face with tears. The only thing that can accompany her is these blurred dolls. Every day's carving is not only missing, but also a belief in living.

With the company of these dolls, the weak Cai Yan chose to live a strong life, and the carving dolls has also become a thing for Cai Yan to comfort your heart for nine years.

With the increase of Cai Yan's carved dolls, the faces of these dolls gradually became clearer. The corners of his mouths smiled badly and raised his eyebrows slightly. Zhou Tian's expressions of joy or sorrow were all reflected on the dolls.

And when Cai Yan saw these dolls, it was like seeing Zhou Tian himself.

She often looked at these people in a daze, and the scenes of herself and Zhou Tian came to her mind.

She looked at the doll and smiled, and she also laughed.

She looked at the doll angry, and she also pouted her little mouth.

She looked at the doll and frowned, and she was also worried.

In countless long nights, she met Zhou Tian in her dream, traveled to Luoyang with Zhou Tian again, and watched the sunset together with Zhou Tian. However, as soon as she woke up from the dream, all this turned into nothingness. She would sit up from the bed, open the box containing Zhou Tian's dolls, and look at Zhou Tian's dolls one by one. She was in a daze and stupid. Laugh, sad, until dawn...

(to be continued)