Many friends shouted to him loudly: "I was going to fight for life and death with you, but since you were seriously injured, friends will win, and it will be unfair to win. I will let you go, but you must take off your scarf and show it to me with your true face. How about it?"

"Bah!" The man spat angrily: "Did you ever think about letting him go when you fought against Zuo Xiangwudi? You Zhou people are all full of benevolence, righteousness, and abundance of men and women, and are very bad! If you want to kill and cut, you can do whatever you want. The sage will rather die standing and never live on your knees!"

His stubbornness was admired by many friends. He sighed and said, "Your Zuo Xiang Wudi is a hero. It's not that I don't want to let him go, but he really refuses to bow his knees, just like you. Well, I captured your Prince Turgge in the Battle of Qi and destroyed the cavalry formation you are proud of. Today's bento is my return to you. You go, I will never chase you."

"You------really willing to ask nothing, let me go without asking anything?" the man in black asked in disbelief.

"Of course," Duoyou replied, "You are here to save Prince Turge. Although he was a prisoner, I still regard him as my friend and brother. Although the Dharma King of the Kingdom is above his order, I cannot release him, but I can guarantee you that I will protect him well. Tell you the king that you do not have to worry about the safety of the prince."

The man in black looked in tears and bowed deeply: "Thank you!" He turned around and ran towards the vast Gobi Desert, disappearing in a few seconds. Many friends watched his figure disappear into the horizon, and then turned south to look for Ewen.

Seeing that night was about to fall, I had already walked south through the weeds and was about to reach Haoshui, but there was still no trace of the yellow horse. Many friends were anxious and kept whistling their lips while walking, hoping to summon their mounts, but they were disappointed again and again. Could this dead horse have run back to Haojing directly? Or did they meet an assassin on the way?------The more I think about it, the more I feel palpitations.

Just when he was about to despair, he suddenly heard a familiar neighing sound from the reeds on the banks of Haoshui. He couldn't help but feel ecstatic and ran towards the reeds. The yellow horse lay there, with E Wei lying beside him. Her beautiful face was stained with blood, and a crystal clear, big and heavy teardrop hung on her long eyelashes, rippling, but not falling, like dewdrops rolling on white petals.

He couldn't help but feel: Did her tears shed for me? Are they worried about my safety?----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

His eyes fell on E Yan's bloody palm, and he was shocked. What? Is she injured? When Duoyou pulled her palm and flipped it over, he saw a sharp blade cut with a wound that was so boned. It seemed that the two of them were arguing immediately. E Yan grabbed the knife, and the man in black refused to give in. Duoyou deeply hated that he was soft-hearted for a while and actually let the thief go. When he saw him again, he would definitely not forgive him! He thought to himself hatefully.

Perhaps his movement hurt her, E Wen let out a "hiss", woke up and stared at him straight: "You-------- back?"

"Empress, are you injured?" asked many friends with concern.

E Wei felt warm in her heart, turned her back, forcibly endured the tears that were about to burst out from her eyes, and said, "I saw that the man pulled out his dagger again, for fear that he would not be good to you-------, so I grabbed the blade. Unexpectedly, it was really painful to cut the blade into my palm!"

"Empress, why are you doing this?" Duoyou choked up a little. Although he couldn't tell whether Emi's knife was for her or for him, at this moment, he was still moved from the bottom of his heart. Seeing that the wound in Emi's palm was shocking, he quickly pulled off the hem of his robe and wrapped it to death on her wrist, delaying the blood flow, and then said: "Empress, I'll bandage the wound on you."

He first used the water from the kettle to clean the wounds for Ewen, then applied the gold-scar medicine to treat the trauma of the knife and arrow, and then wrapped the wounds tightly with a cloth. When he did all this, Ewen sat in front of him. No matter how painful it was, he gritted his teeth and refused to let himself scream, which made him very impressed. Her body leaned slanted backwards, her hair was raised lightly, and her whole body was like a pool of autumn water, slightly brushing against the human face.                                                                                                                                                                                             

"Are you okay?" E Wen. (This chapter is not finished!)

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A soft question pulled him back from his thoughts: "Oh, okay, okay!" Duoyou responded, and tore off a large piece of the hem of the robe, bandaged Eri's injured palm layer by layer on the left and right, and then carefully tied a knot.

"What medicine is this? I feel that the medicine is very effective!" E Yan applied the medicine, and felt that the pain in the wound that had just burned fire and was slightly cool, and it was extremely comfortable, and he couldn't help but ask in admiration.

Duoyou shook the jade box in his hand: "Is this? It was given to me by Ah Hu. Every time he went on a war or hunting, he was afraid that I would be injured, so he always sent someone to send a box."

"Hmph! It seems that Duke Zhao really treats you as a close friend!"

Many friends heard the ridicule in her words, and then they felt that their words were a little swaying, and they scratched their heads and said, "I wish you forgive me, I have no other meaning, I just say it to the truth!"

After a long time, E Wei sighed: "You have had a deep friendship with Duke Zhao Guo. He must have told you about the past. What do you think of this palace?" When she asked the last sentence, her voice trembled a little.

"The last general is just a minister. How can I comment on the affairs of the previous king and the harem?" Duoyouzhao said directly. In fact, he wanted to say that Zhao Bohu had never said anything to him. What he knew was almost the same as what the little people in Haojing knew, but he didn't know where to start, so he had to stop talking.

Above her head, a sudden sound came from the sky, and a big white-body and black-tailed crane swept through the sky. E Wen looked at it foolishly and said to herself: "The cranes sing in the nine gourds, and the sounds of the world-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Many friends replied: "The people in the army say that cranes are fairy birds. If they encounter them during hunting, we never shoot them------"

E Wen pulled up his long skirt, looked into the distant sky, and held his chin and said, "When I was a child, I always saw cranes by the lake. They were all male and female. If a crane died, the remaining crane would keep crying and would not accept the company of other cranes-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

After hearing this, many friends had a slightly hot face and thought to themselves: Did she say it to me or was she resenting the previous king? But after hearing such words, she couldn't say anything, so she whispered: "Empress, as far as I know, the previous king is not a person who is different. To put it in a general way, it is too arbitrary."

When he heard him mention King Yi of Zhou, E Wei suddenly looked sad and sad: "Yes, he is indeed a love-infatuated person, but unfortunately he is a person who is unaware of it. Since he only has the Queen of Fanji in his heart, why should he favor Ji Jiangci and praise her against the Queen of the First? Without his support, Ji Jiang dared to be rampant in the harem like this, would he be fearless? Later, he felt a little overwhelmed, and he supported me to check and balance Ji Jiang. He used the way to check and balance the powerful ministers in the court in the harem, Humph! What are we?"

This was too sharp. Many friends felt uneasy, but they didn't know where to refute, so they had to keep silent. Seeing his worries, Eri lowered his head and said nothing, he felt even more angry and simply said it thoroughly: "Since the former king only loved the queen of Fanji, he should treat her wholeheartedly. Even if he had to accept other concubines, he was just pretending. But what about him? After hearing Ji Jiang's provocation, for the sake of

The matter of avoiding Zi Tang was imprisoned Fan Ji for more than half a year and almost deposed the crown prince. Is this what a husband who loves his wife should do? Yes, he regretted it, but it was too late. After Fan Ji died, it would be useless to regret it any more. So he vented his anger on us women and sentenced Ji Jiang and Yi Ji to death, driving Meng Jiang crazy, Deng Man and Huang Ying, who did not think of sharing his life with him when he entered the palace? But what was the final result?"

Seeing that she seemed to be tired, Duoyou wanted to change the subject and asked, "Empress, does your hands still hurt?"

E Wen looked at the cloth knot on the back of her palm and murmured, "It doesn't hurt. Compared with the pain of drinking safflower soup, what's the pain?" She stared at the bright moon in the night sky and said, "The ground is too cold. Go pick up some hay and dead branches, let's light the fire."

"promise!"

E Wei kept watching his back disappear into the vast night-----

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The fire ignited, and there was a little warmth around her. Many friends lay on the hay that Ewen had laid for him. They wanted to sleep for a while, but they couldn't sleep. Ewen sat in the fire, and the bonfire shone in her eyes, gathering into two crystal light spots, which shone in the dark night. Although she saw that although many friends were lying down, they tossed and turned like pancakes, and never fell asleep. Suddenly, they laughed and asked, "Can't you sleep?"

"Yes." Many friends looked at the bright stars in the night sky and replied randomly: "The stars in the sky are too bright and mixed, so they can't sleep."

Ewen stretched out his hand, pointed to the sky, and said, "You won't pay attention to these things. Look, the white light belt in the sky is the Milky Way, the star on its west bank is the Vega, and the slightly darker one on the east bank is the Arky Way. There are two small stars on both sides of the Arky Way, which are their children. The Cowherd carries a shoulder pole and looks at the Weaver Girl from afar. Every year on the seventh day of the seventh month, the magpies will build a magpies bridge to let the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl meet once------."

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Chapter completed!