Chapter 170 With love in your heart, what about the vicissitudes of life

"I have been looking for her for more than 20 years, but in fact, I don't know where to start. All the knowledge about her is just herself. She doesn't even know where her home is and who is in her family. He laughed at himself and said, "The most known concubine hasn't seen me since then. Thirteen years ago, even the only concubine related to her disappeared."

It's really hopeless. Who can expect to know something from a dead person's mouth? Su Fei is really dead. No one can prove this better than red sandalwood.

"Mu'er, you have to live well. The patriarch said that you are a rare person in the clan in a hundred years, and you must be different."

"You can't accept, people, swing, cloth."

What she said in her ear thirteen years ago suddenly slipped through her mind, patriarch? She didn't care about this sentence before, but now she suddenly remembered it. Xin Yimian's strange mother, this inexplicable patriarch. This doesn't seem to be within the scope of her understanding. Does it matter? I don't know.

The two father and son in the room are still feeling this. Red sandalwood no longer needs to listen to it anymore. The unsatisfactory story is always sad. She quietly withdrew and walked to her room.

She opened the door and saw him standing with his hands behind his back in front of the window. She closed the door and walked in. She did it at the table where she was ready to eat, hanging her head slightly, moving her chopsticks, and saying nothing.

"I'm back." He walked slowly, sat down beside her, and asked with a smile, "Why is Amu in a bad mood?"

Is she so obvious? She usually doesn't talk much, and silence is normal. Why does he know that she is not in a beautiful mood?

She didn't say anything. He guessed, "It won't be Bingyi and Yin's father and daughter. A Muke won't be upset for them. The food was a little cold. I came back later than I expected. Something must have happened on the road.

Something happened on the road. She put one hand on the table and suddenly looked up and asked him, "Lanlan, why does someone spend a lifetime of hopeless things?"

In fact, to put it bluntly, it's just a night. There are so many people who have a one-night stand in the 21st century. They say they care about this. And men in this world have three wives and four concubines, how can they pay attention to women? This kind of thing should not be indifferent, right?

The general's thoughts are unforgettable. In fact, it's all for love. Because I like that woman, because I love that woman, I am willing to spend my whole life for her. But what is love?

She hasn't been in love for 25 years in her last life. It's not that no one chases her, but she doesn't like it. I always feel that those men are becoming more and more feminine and completely disgusted, which makes her unbearable. In this life, she has no time and experience to care about this, but today she suddenly wants to know what love is. What kind of thing makes people so obsessed?

Does he know? She looked at him fixedly, and her eyes were like Wang Qingquan, which clearly reflected his face. She asked lightly, "Lanlan, do you have anyone you like?"

The light in his eyes was quite surprised. What's wrong with her today? What she saw and what she heard will make her heart calm like stagnant water. He looked at her and smiled and said, "Yes."

Oh? She was quite surprised. What kind of person should he like? Curiosity arose and he asked, "Who can be so honored to be pitied by His Majesty Lan?"

By the way, the last time he was in Qingyuan, he said that he was looking for his own woman. He must have figured it out at that time, right?

There was a smile between his eyebrows, and the smile opened, like a sea of red flowers, but he just smiled and shook his head without saying anything.

Red sandalwood has never been a master who forced others. He didn't say anything. With what she knew about him, she absolutely couldn't ask anything, so she didn't ask. It had nothing to do with her, so she picked up the chopsticks and ate every mouthful.

His slender fingers fiddled with the green bamboo chopsticks. He asked with a smile, "Amu is a little strange today. What did he encounter on the way back?"

He can not ask other questions, but this question can't reassure him. Just now, when her thorough eyes asked him who he liked, her chest suddenly jumped. It was almost that the harmonious relationship between the two was about to be broken by him. With her indifferent nature, how can she know what she likes and how can she like it?

Thinking that it is not an unspeakable secret, she paused and said, "I just heard a story."

"Hmm?" He raised his eyebrows slightly and motioned her to continue.

She put down her chopsticks and told a faint story: "A man fell in love with a woman. They liked each other, so they had a one-night stand. After one night, the woman disappeared. The man had been guarding her for her for 20 years, and the visual inspection is still continuing."

She thought about whether there was anything missing. After confirming that there was nothing, she nodded and said, "That's it."

So, a lingering love story came to her mouth and turned into a dry three-word.

"That's it?" He asked, but he didn't know where the story was worth shaking her mind.

"What else?" After she asked back and explained the original, she said again, "Don't you think it's strange?"

"What's so strange?" Wu Cang Juelan really didn't keep up with her mind this time.

"It's just a one-night stand." Red sandalwood frowned slightly and wondered, "Why did that man wait?"

"Is that what Amu thinks?" It was a little difficult to say this. For the first time, he felt that his mind was backward. One-night stand... How did she say it so indifferently, as if she were talking to him what to eat tonight. In her tone, she doesn't care at all. Although he always knew that she was extraordinary, this time, he went a little too far.

"Amu." Thinking that she had no one to take care of her since she was a child, and naturally no one told her about these things, she put down her green bamboo chopsticks with her slender fingers. The red light in Danfeng's eyes tightly locked her and said seriously, "Amu can't be like that woman."

"Ah?" She whispered softly. Why did it get on her?

"Irresponsible." Four words came out on his lips.

Red sandalwood blinked and said for the first time that the woman was responsible. Is there any mistake?

His words are not exhausted. If he doesn't make it clear to her about this matter, he will really feel at ease. Also, Amu, don't talk about one-night stands anymore. Naturally, you have to do such a thing with the person you love deeply. Although Amu has always been informal, in some aspects, men and women are finally different.

Does he think she is an ignorant girl? In this life, she should have known nothing about these things, but she has been more than one. Living in that open era, some things are the best according to that sentence: haven't you ever eaten pork and haven't seen pigs running? In that world, I'm afraid that children at a few years old know these things.

The fact that she has lived for 25 years without a boyfriend is purely strange. She has become a cleanliness fetishist, and the more she is, the more disgusted with the man's approach. This problem has been brought to this life. She doesn't like to be touched by others, with the exception of a few occasionally.

"I know, Lanlan." I can only say this to him. She smiled faintly and said, "Am I a person who can be bullied casually?"

That's not so much. It's good that she doesn't bully others. He just wants to be just in case. After solving his own problem, he answered her question just now. Naturally, a man has to wait. There is someone in his heart who can't let go, and naturally he can't tolerate others. It doesn't matter if it's 20 years. As long as there is love in your heart, the vicissitudes of life can't pass by.

What he said was light, and she realized that the evil in front of her was not a multi-lover but an infatuated person. She has always felt that a good-looking man is unreliable, but the peerless person in front of her can completely give people a stable support.

She doesn't understand love. All she knows is: "Early finish this battle and get rid of this identity as soon as possible. From then on, the sky is high and the birds are flying, the sea is wide and the fish jumps, and the sky will go down."

The nature of the country is easy to change. He originally thought that her heart lake had finally fluctuated. It seems that it is just a mirage, just an illusion.

Red sandalwood has always been a sentimental person. After figured it out, she immediately entered her own state. In the next battle, she must make the best preparations. Perhaps, in this battle, either the wooden tower died or her red sandalwood died.

In the afternoon, the soldiers completely gathered in front of the tower. Under the order of red sandalwood, the army marched towards Xianfeng City, and the momentum was moving forward.

The snow on the ground that has not been completely dried flashes in the sun, which indicates not a clean and holy future, but a sharp and dazzling battle of life and death.

Wu Cang Juelan will never go out with the army. He will always stay there before the army reaches the target, as if he has never left and has been waiting, just looking back and smiling when she stops.

So, when the red sandalwood saw the back standing with his hands behind his back on the hillside at the front, it naturally waved his hand to stop the army, and then dismount and walked slowly towards him.

This place has gradually become desolate, and only the decaying weeds on the hillside will not fall down, so the man leaned over and stood like a statue standing on the dusk square.

He carried the light on his back, with only a black silhouette, but there was a red halo beside him.

"Lanlan." She called softly, stopped below, and said with a faint smile, "Morning."

He then turned around and gently hooked the corners of his lips. Of course, because of the light on his back, this action was imagined by her. He slowly came to her and said with a smile, "Morning."

In fact, at this time, dusk has arrived.

But, thousands of soldiers, who dares to say it clearly? Most of the time, the conversation between the two people is completely confused.

This march is different from any other time. Their speed is very slow, so it has been more than half a month since they arrived in the desert.

This deliberate slow-down pace is to enjoy the last leisure.

Camp five miles away from the wilderness-free desert. This is not a small camp, but it is so insignificant in this vast wilderness.

In the main account, red sandalwood sits on the top, the general is on the left, Bing Yiyin is on the right, and the others are lined up.

"Have you really decided?" Xin Yan's voice was very heavy.