Chapter 416 Be Your Relying

Yunshang did not answer his joke. For a long time, he whispered, "The rivers and lakes are big, and this boat is too small."

Lian Zhun was also silent. Her hand slid down from her long hair, stroked her shoulder, tightened the long shirt that had been worn on her earlier, and half-murmured, "What about after the wind and waves?"

Yunshang leaned back in his arms, and his eyes still fell on the wind and rain on the river. "Lian Zhun, I have recovered some memories."

He held her hand stiffly, but only answered in a low voice, "Uh-huh."

The wind and rain sprinkled over, and the stars fell between the cheeks and fingers of the two people, cold and cold.

"You already knew that, didn't you?" Yunshang was also very calm, "Did you arrange it?"

"How about entering the cabin? It's too cold outside." He cares about him.

In the inner cabin, he had already prepared a box of snacks and wine. He held a pot to brew the wine for her, and his jade-white hands seemed to be transparent, almost integrated with the glass, which only set off the wine. The amber was shining and he was not drunk.

It had been agreed to get drunk for a long time, but until now, she still didn't get drunk.

"Come on, let's drink this cup first. The fragrance of this wine is the most mellow, and the effect of activating blood and dispelling the cold is even better." He coaxed her in a soft tone.

Along the way, he often persuaded her to drink like this. It has long been found that the amount she has practiced since she was a child has slowly deteriorated; even the wine is not as attractive as before.

Old Lu said that this is the symptom after the intensification of "ice silk entanglement". For this, after Old Lu was finally able to contact Lian Zhun, he scolded Yunshang, saying that if he had known that she didn't know how to cherish so much, why did he try to save her at the beginning? It is a terminal disease in the first place, but the dead horse is in front of the living horse doctor, but I don't care about it. Any quiet words are ignored! The so-called doctor does not save the damned person. If I don't have a strong belief in survival, then even if the magic doctor is born, no matter how many precious medicinal herbs are filled in, it is just a bad practice!

For the anger of the old man Lu, Lian Zhun only had a way to appease her. Yunshang had already known the power of "ice silk entanglement" and the importance of recuperation. With the exposure of her illness, the diet and living around her had also been taken over by the dark camp Yi Mo; he knew that Yi Mo had done well enough, and she was also very cooperative. She didn't resist any medicine. If you want to add clothes, you can add clothes, and if you want to avoid coldness, you can avoid coldness. Except that you can't do it, she behaved perfectly.

He can't be demanding any more.

When I went out this time, it happened that the old man Lu changed a new medicine for her to try. It was all some powder from the West, which could avoid people's ears and eyes. It's just that the smell of the medicine was strange. He always put it in the wine for her to drink. Just like now, when he asked her to drink, she took it over and looked up and dried it, as happily as she loved at the beginning. When the wine was like life... However, he did not ignore the a touch of disgust on her eyebrows when she drank wine.

It has reached such a point, and he sighed in his heart. Fortunately, because of the change of this new Western medicine, old man Lu said that he could stop the aconital aconital, and only use wine to aid the effect of the medicine.

Yunshang drank the wine, but didn't say anything. After looking up and smiling at him, he was completely distracted.

Lian Zhun was also speechless. He put the wine in front of her, but no longer forced her to drink. He turned around and closed the porthole, sat down next to her and looked at each other quietly, which was also distracted.

It's really listening to the rain.

I don't know how long it took, and the rain gradually decreased; Lian Zhun went to the back to see the boat. I don't know what he said to the old man. He turned around and asked Yunshang, "Are you tired? Why don't you sleep in the cabin for a while?

She shook her head and still smiled, "I don't want to sleep."

He hesitated for a moment, "There is an island not far ahead. Would you like to have a look?"

"Of course!" Her eyes were immediately shining.

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A move of the red flag in the school field is the flag of tuning. The target hands of the Chinese army hurried forward to change the target; removed the hard bow and crossbow, and changed the tiger squat gun, Fran machine, fire gun, rocket, etc. in place. Zhu Fugui waved his hand, and an officer came forward to check the fire door fire rope, lead gunpowder... After all the things were done, the gong sounded, and several soldiers first came forward to raise their big pieces and greet the high platform; the target hand reported the number, and everyone cheered in unison...

"Your Highness, Your Highness!" There was a low call in my ear.

"Hmm?" Yunshang came to her senses, but she didn't look away. Listen to the voice and you will know that it is him. The "soldier" of the former Changtian Army, now the "guard" of Wuyou Princess herself... The "gift" given to her by Lian Zhun.

Yes, it's a gift. Lian Zhun once said that when you go to Pingxing Mansion, you have to meet someone, give her a gift, and then separate. Now the gift has arrived, and Lian Zhun has seen the person she wants to meet, right?

"Your Highness, this is the fresh fruit, with the fried stamens, eat a little more or less." The "gift" was a little nagging; but in front of so many people in the school, she couldn't say anything. She picked up the bowl, blew it, and put on a pose.

The "gift" bowed slightly and politely handed over the spoon. Obviously, he couldn't stop until he reached his goal.

She sighed unconsciously. Yimo of the dark camp did not follow. Lian Zhun had also separated, but such a "gift" came to control her every move. It turned out to be twelve hours a day, asking everything in detail. Is this still a "gift"?

Barely took a few sips of tasteless stamens and waved his hand to bring it down; the "gift" didn't say anything this time, so he packed it up and left.

Yunshang's eyes turned, glanced at this respectful and careful back, and praised it in his heart. Sure enough, there were no weak soldiers under the strong generals. I don't know what this "gift" is in the Yulin Guard. After only a few days after her, people around him have become accustomed to his existence, as if it were natural to go in and around her. But it no longer arouses many envious and contemptuous eyes as at the beginning.

"Yunshang?" Call her this time. It was Lu Shen, who came not far away to watch the skills of the Zhennan Army.

"Uh...?" Yunshang turned around again from a distracted state, looked at the white-robed general, and immediately turned her eyes away.

"Yunshang. It's over here on the campus. Get ready. Get on the horse and set off.

"Oh..."

When night falls. Recently, tens of thousands of young men have been recruited. I just watched an unforgettable military martial arts performance in the former camp of Zhennan Army. When he was eager to try, he was immediately shocked by the long horn. He was excited to usher in the first long-distance marching training after the arrangement.

There is no moon in the sky. There is no fire on the ground. Only the sound of neat footsteps. Tap on the winding mountain road.

Yunshang was arranged to ride a horse with Lu Shen. It seems to be restrained by the atmosphere of the marching night. He never spoke easily; the long sergeant beside him was also silent. Adjust the steps only according to the occasional drum sound order. Occasionally, I look up at the endless mountain road ahead, where there is a long line of invisible ground.

The "gift" ground horse clung to her ground white horse. The whole person exudes some sharpness. On the contrary, some of the former soldiers of the Changtian Army have the momentum. It's worthy of being chosen by Lu Shen to follow him. He is so nervous. I think it's obvious that Yunshang is not right.

Yunshang is indeed very inappropriate now. His lips have been bitten a little salty, and his eyes still can't control the back of the white robe in front of him, like a fool... If he had known this, he would not have come to participate in such a fake "marching training" for "washing the number of people". For the sake of the atmosphere, it was dark and murderous. What is the atmosphere of the battlefield so strong? However, it is a magical effect. The front team abducts the back team, divides the camp to leave doubts, and confuses the eyes that peep secretly... But her already emerging "memory" always has a tendency to be unable to spewed out...

When did you follow him on such a moonless night?

When did he break through with him in the Wanma army?

"Your Highness!" The gift finally opened his mouth and whispered, but it was like a Thunderbolt.

Yunshang looked at him gratefully and waved her hand to indicate that she was fine. They adjusted their sitting posture and tried to adjust their thoughts back to the last night they spent with Lian Zhun... That day, they got off the boat on the island, but it was already midnight; the rain stopped and the wind stopped, the clouds scattered and the stars were scattered, and occasionally a few birdsong, empty and clear. The ready-made gravel path on the island is clean with the rain; the small yellow flowers on the roadside are also in the quiet night. It's wet. The ground is full of mountains and fields.

The road is narrow, and two people hold hands. But it was a slight mistake, and he walked forward slowly all the way. There was nothing to say. It was not like the atmosphere of getting along with each other in the past, but it was not to say that it was closer or more distant than before. At least Yunshang didn't think about anything at this moment, with a slight smile on her face, purely enjoying the wonderful time of the first sunny night.

Since Lian Zhun proposed to come to this small island, this place is at least a perfect place at this moment. She believes in the ability of the Yulin Praetorian Guard, so she doesn't care about it. She only follows Lian Zhun and walks around the world with him.

It's just a pity that the good things are always short-lived. Obviously, the two of them have walked slowly enough. Obviously, the winding road only saw the night, but in a blink of an eye, they arrived at a small pavilion. This small pavilion happens to be in the back, but the vision is still wide and within sight. The small waterfall splashes jade and the flowers are flowing. Although it is visible at night... What's more rare is that the pavilion is dry and warm; the seats are covered with cushions, the small table is the snacks and drinks they brought to the boat, and the cup of fragrant tea is still rippled with hot air...< /P>

Yunshang didn't ask anything. He pulled the chair and sat down, picked up the tea cup and took a sip. When he looked up again, the smile on his lips was faint, and his eyes swept far away. Under the starry sky, he crossed the river, and condensed on the shadowy posture of the shadowy Tengwang Pavilion.

After all, there is no way to delay it any longer.

"Yunshang," Lian Zhuan hesitated for a moment, sat down next to her, pulled a wisp of her hair in her hand, and slowly asked, "How much do you remember?"

"Not much yet." She seemed to be absent-minded, leaning her body on his shoulder, and her eyes rose, chasing the scattered clouds in the sky. After a long time, he continued to say, "It's just fragments or vague impressions."

The lotus around him was obviously relieved and no longer asked, as if he had just asked, and he had fulfilled his duty. There is no need to know more.

But she knew that she couldn't avoid this topic: "Let me recover my memory. How on earth did you do it?"