Rebirth of a Star General Chapter 159: Don’t mean it

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The girl's tears fell like fragile dewdrops, and it seemed to be hot for a moment.

Think about it carefully, this is the first time that Xiao Jue has seen He Yan cry in tears.

He was stunned, thinking in his heart, whether it is a girl, how good she is in her daily life, the first time she went to the battlefield, the appearance of flying flesh and blood, after all, was a bit terrifying. But... the last time she played against Rita Muzi, the reaction seemed not as intense as before.

After thinking about it, Xiao Jue finally frowned, slowed down his voice and comforted him: "It's okay, don't cry."

He turned his head and looked around. The Utopias were left with only the remnants of the defeated generals who were still struggling to death, while the people from Cui Yuezhi had arrived, and there was nothing left to be afraid.

"The Governor!" Feinu rushed over, looked at He Yan, and was also taken aback.

"How long will you stand here crying?" Xiao Jue had a headache.

He Yan quickly wiped away tears, knowing that he had lost his temper just now. Even though the overall situation has been set at this moment, this is not the time to hurt the spring and the autumn. He turned around and said: "Ah, Sand just lost his eyes, now it's okay, let's finish it!"

There was still a cry in her voice that was too late to take it back, and this reason was really bad, which made people feel perfunctory. Xiao Jue was too lazy to expose her, staring at her when she turned around and lifted the knife to walk back. Suddenly, he grabbed He Yan's arm.

"What's the matter?" He Yan turned around inexplicably.

Xiao Jue didn't speak, just looked behind her. Following his gaze, He Yan looked over, and saw a few drops of blood slowly dripping from his waist, submerged in the river water, leaving only a trace of blood.

She was stunned, and she reached out and touched her waist. The pain that had been dull for a long time seemed to come back at this time. Probably just now, he rushed into the Utuo soldiers in anger, only attacking but not defending. Later, she was anxious to find Xiao Jue's whereabouts, but she didn't realize when she had lost the lottery.

The armor is heavy, and you can't see it if you get hurt. If it weren't for blood dripping down, it would be hard to notice. He Yan felt pain, but it was not unbearable. In the past, it was not that he had never suffered more painful injuries, so he didn't feel that there was anything. Instead, he straightened his armor and said nonchalantly: "Maybe he was cut, wait for me to go back next time. Just wrap it up."

"You go back to Lin Shuanghe now." Xiao Jue said, "I don't need you here."

The Uto people are gone, Macha is dead, thousands of big ships on the river are burning with raging flames, and the remaining soldiers, Cui Yuezhi and the remaining Jiyang city army are enough to deal with. However, He Yan didn't have the habit of letting his subordinates act and rested, so he said: "No. It's just a small injury."

Xiao Jue's face was cold, and he curled his eyebrows to look at her.

"It's really not necessary." He Yan wanted to break away from his hand, but Xiao Jue's strength was so great that he didn't break away for a while.

The young man in dark armor looked down at her, standing tall, his slightly cool eyes seemed to contain a knife, but his tone was light, "Don’t you know it hurts? You don’t feel pain, you don’t cry. ?"

He Yan sensitively sensed that he seemed to be a little angry.

She subconsciously answered: "...It doesn't hurt."

A faint sarcasm flashed across the youth's eyes, and he calmly looked at her and said: "Are you not hurting or daring to hurt? Do you think it is unnecessary or unnecessary?"

After saying this, he released his hand, turned and left, without looking back at He Yan.

"What kind of temper is this?" He Yan stood there for a while, and muttered softly: "No one has taught me, and no one has coaxed me."

She followed.

……

The war ended much earlier than expected.

It took two days from the Uto’s warship into the canal, to the wind and fire, to clearing the remaining remnants. It's not even three days.

Of course, there are the bravery of the Jiyang City Army and Xiao Jue's ingenuity in commanding the formation. The most important thing is the east wind. But if the wind blows later or shorter, it will not be the result.

The fire from the east wind kept blowing, and thousands of Utopian ships were buried together in the canal outside Jiyang City. Countless Jiyang city residents knelt down and prayed towards the canal, tears rippling: "Thank you God Empress for your protection, General Feng Yun for using soldiers like gods, thank God for blessing Jiyang, God blessing Wei."

The morning glow dyed the entire river surface, dyeing the blood-soaked river water into golden red. I don't know whether it was the blood of the dead martyrs or the glow of the sun. It was magnificent and shocking.

The remaining Jiyang city soldiers on the shore took off their armor and sat on the ground, staring blankly at the direction of the sunrise, their blood-stained faces filled with relief and relief.

Jiyang City, defended it.

In Cui Mansion, He Yan sat on the couch, watching Lin Shuanghe make medicine for her.

"Brother Lin, just leave it to Cui Jiao here." He Yan said: "Don't bother you."

Lin Shuanghe sat by the stove, fanning the fan and said: "What the little girl knows, this medicine of me is ordinary people fry, but it won't work. I have to do it myself. I said, sister He, you too, you are hanging on your body. I don’t know how big a mouth is? No wonder Huai Jin is so angry. If you die here, it will make you blame yourself."

"There is no big mouth either," He Yan felt that this person was too alarmist. "Just slap it, and it didn't hurt the vitals."

In the real battle, these are all minor injuries. The most powerful time she ever had, she had an arrow hit in her shoulder, and the battle continued. The doctors around did not care about it, so she had to pull out the hilt of the arrow with her bare hands, and fought the entire battle with the arrow that fell into the skin. When the military doctor came to see her later, the sleeve of He Yan's entire arm was stained red with blood.

As long as you can walk, fight, and not hurt your life, it's all minor injuries.

"Sister, when will you remember that you are a girl. When I was treating other ladies in Shuojingcheng, sometimes people would find a birthmark as big as a fingernail on my body. The wound is sent over, and it can be seen."

He lifted the lid of the medicine jar and looked at it. The medicinal juice was boiled in the jar "gumbling" bubbles, Lin Shuanghe put the lid down again, took the kerchief and held the jar handle, and put it on the table aside .

"Not to mention whether your life has anything to do with it, or whether you are particularly able to bear the pain. But don't you love beauty?" He took a clean medicine bowl from one side and poured the concoction in the jar. Go in, "Are you not afraid that your future husband will dislike it? Don't blame me for being bad, but girls, it's normal to pay attention to this."

He Yan leaned back, watching his movements, and smiled: "I don't plan to get married."

"Why?" Lin Shuanghe paused and looked at her: "You are young, you are not bad, and your temperament is straightforward and cute, and there are no intractable diseases. Why don't you plan to get married? "

"It's boring to get married," He Yan sighed, "I'm in a house, and walking around are all those places. It's better to live in a military camp."

"You have a strange idea." Lin Shuanghe put the poured concoction aside to dry, "When you meet someone you like in the future, you won't think so."

"Even if I meet someone I like, I won't get married." He Yan said.

Lin Shuanghe squinted his eyes: "Sister He, don't you already have a favorite, right?"

"Nothing."

Although she answered readily, Lin Shuanghe's doubts were suddenly alive, and He Yan said these frustrating words quite well. Judging from his years of experience in squatting among women, if a woman can say "I don't want to get married" at a young age, most of them may have suffered a love injury.

He Yan has been in Liangzhou Weili all the time. Where is the love hurt?

He was shocked, did he really like Chu Zilan? And because of Chu Zilan's identity and Xu Pingting's relationship, he knew that he couldn't marry Chu Zilan, so his heart was ashamed?

But what about Xiao Jue?

For a time, Lin Shuanghe felt that various situations were very serious.

He Yan saw him in a daze, and asked: "Brother Lin, have you seen my master?"

From the beginning of the war, to the end of the war, everyone began to clean up the mess, He Yan could not see Liu Buwang. Lin Shuanghe said, "Master Liu was walking with Cui Zhongqi that morning. Cui Zhongqi was busy taking care of the wounded soldiers. He hasn't come back yet. Master Liu should be with him."

He Yan nodded, but felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Lin Shuanghe walked up to He Yan again, took out a round box from his sleeve, and placed it next to He Yan’s pillow: "This is our secret scar removal cream. I use it on my body. I dare not say that it is completely restored. It’s okay to be seven-seven-eights."

He Yan's body has been bandaged by a medical girl from Jiyang City. At this moment, when he heard the words, he picked it up and saw that on the round box, there were four words "Removing Scars and Generating Muscle". The words are particularly familiar. After thinking about it carefully, I went to Liangzhou City with Xiao Jue before, and got injured in a fight with Ding Yi at night. Later, when she returned to Liangzhou Weishi, when Shen Muxue gave her medicine, there was also such a box in the medicine tray. After He Yan used it at that time, the scar removal effect was really excellent, and the scars are now very faint. She was also very grateful to Shen Muxue for her carefulness, and she was full of praise for the magic of the ointment. It was a pity that the box was small and there were not many medicines.

"Is this secret made by your family?" He Yan asked.

Lin Shuanghe was a little bit charming, "To be precise, I made it secretly."

"Is this expensive?"

"Sister He, how can you use money to measure the value of the medicine? I don't sell this medicine. If I really sell it, I can rely on this in the city of Shuojing. Fuyun, this medicine is specially formulated for Huai Jin. He is often injured on weekdays, and Xiao Rubi feels distressed when he sees it later. With some scar medicine, Xiao Rubi can’t see it, so he feels better."

To reassure my eldest brother? He Yan thought, Xiao Jue was rather cautious. But she clearly remembered that Shen Muxue gave it to herself. He Yan asked Lin Shuanghe: "Have you ever given this medicine to other people? For example, other girls?"

"What do you mean by this?" Lin Shuanghe said in a strange way: "If this medicine is really spread, don't talk about me, my father and my grandfather can be bothered to death, so I won't tell others. I just made it for Huai Jin. , I don’t make much, only a few boxes. It’s not because my sister that you have a good relationship with me, I will give you a box. Don’t tell others that this medicine is hard work, and I want to live a few more years. "

He Yan: "...Good."

"Then you take the medicine slowly, and then take a break after drinking the medicine." Lin Shuanghe shook his fan satisfied, "I will first go out and ask if there is anything else in the mansion that can help."

Lin Shuanghe left, He Yan looked at the medicine box in his hand. The pill box is exquisite and she is holding it in the palm of her hand.

Xiao Jue gave it to her?

……

The wounded soldiers settled down, and the dead soldiers were written into the booklet one by one. There were not many troops in Jiyang City. After this battle, there was not much left.

Cui Yuezhi took the soldiers behind him to clean up the battlefield. He also suffered a lot of injuries, his face was bloodstained, his head was broken, and he was bandaged with white linen.

Seeing Xiao Jue coming from a distance, Cui Yuezhi hurriedly greeted him and said: "Supervisor Xiao."

Xiao Jue is much younger than him, but he never dared to underestimate the youth in front of him. If it weren't for Xiao Jue's presence and 150,000 Utopian soldiers this time, Jiyang City would not be able to defend it anyway. To be able to win narrowly, of course there is a component of luck, but more, it is this lucky general, in He Yan's words, this is a famous general. If you shouldn't lose, don't lose, and if you can't win, you may win. No matter how bad the chess game is in his hands, he can turn defeat into victory.

Of course, that girl He is also very good. But I heard that he was injured and was sent back to the house to rest.

"The battlefield has been cleaned up." Cui Yuezhi said: "When the casualties on the Utopian side are counted, you can return to the palace and report the situation to your Highness. Your Highness will write a memorial before and after the battle and report it to the court. The generals of Jiyang City cannot forget the help of the governor’s life."

Xiao Jue walked forward, "Don't thank you, thank them yourself."

Cui Yuezhi feels a little bit about it. He has probably fought side by side together, and he has a genuine affection for Xiao Jue. Just about to speak, suddenly, someone came over, Cui Yuezhi's subordinate.

Cui Yuezhi's subordinate glanced at Xiao Jue, hesitating.

"What's the matter?" Cui Yuezhi asked.

"Master Zhongqi, we...we found Mr. Liu."

Liu Bulong has not been with them since he opened the war. Cui Yuezhi was worried, and said anxiously: "Where is it?"

"It's on the bank of the forest in front of the gourd mouth." Subordinate Nono said: "Mr. Liu..."

Cui Yuezhi's heart gradually sank, looking at Xiao Jue, Xiao Jue lowered his eyes, and calmly said: "Lead the way."

Liu Buwang died in the center of the formation.

He died miserably. His body was covered with wounds. The deadliest wound was a stab wound on his chest, which penetrated his entire heart from back to front. Before he died, the corners of his mouth were also upward, not half unwilling to resent, as if he had seen the most beautiful things, very calm.

In addition to all around, there are many Uto people who died under his sword. There were also corpses in the deep forest. Cui Yuezhi looked at it for a long time and hesitated to ask: "Qimen Dunjia?"

Xiao Jue: "Not bad."

Cui Yuezhi is in awe, and now there are not many people in Huiqimen Dunjia. Liu Buqiang set up here, killed a lot of Utopians, and bought a lot of time for them. If it weren't for Liu Buxiang to hold on, and can't wait for the wind to come, those Utuo people would go to the gourd mouth, and once they entered the city, they would kill them, and the consequences would be disastrous.

Liu Buwang didn't tell anyone, he had been in the front for such a long time, no one knew even if he died.

His sword fell beside him, the piano was smashed to pieces, and the white clothes were already dyed in blood.

Cui Yuezhi looked at Xiao Jue with some worry, but said that Liu did not forget that he was Xiao Jue's master martial artist. Liu did not forget to die, and Xiao Jue was definitely sad.

Xiao Jue squatted down and slowly sorted out Liu Buwang's disorganized clothes that had been dragged by the Utuo, then took out a handkerchief from his arms and wiped the blood off his face for him.

After doing all this, he looked at Liu Buwang’s face and whispered: "Take him back."

……

He Yan stayed in Cui Mansion until the evening.

Cui Yuezhi's four aunts took turns to visit her and bring her all kinds of food. Even though He Yan likes to eat sweets, she can't eat so many sweets under pressure. I finally dismissed my aunt, and someone came to report: "Master is back! The governor is back!"

He Yan refreshed, got out of bed, put on shoes and walked out. Cui Yuezhi and Xiao Jue are back, maybe Liu Buwang is also back. But seeing Cui Yuezhi only walked to the door, she was surrounded by four aunts, especially the third aunt, holding Cui Yuezhi's heartbreaking tears, and it was sore.

It's so good to cry.

He Yan was thinking in his heart, and saw someone walking past Cui Yuezhi towards him. It was Xiao Jue who hadn't had time to take off his armor. He Yan didn't feel disgusted by the wind and dust. He still thought in his heart that even if a person with an extraordinary appearance was so disgraced, he still couldn't hide his beauty.

Xiao Jue walked up to her and frowned slightly: "Who asked you to come out?"

"There was nothing serious at first." He Yan clapped his hands, "Even Brother Lin thinks that you made a fuss. By the way, Governor, did you see my master? I asked, but no one has seen it. He, at this point, he should be back."

When Xiao Jue heard the words, his eyes moved and fell on her face.

In those faintly cool black eyes, there was a trace of extremely shallow pity, a silent sigh, and it fell on people's hearts.

He Yan's smile slowly put away.

She asked: "What happened?"

Xiao Jue said: "Go and see him."

He Yan froze.

Liu Buxian slept on the collapsed room in the room. His clothes had been changed again. Except for his pale face, he looked like he was asleep. It seemed that as long as he shouted, he would sit up, smile at her, and call her: "Ahe."

He Yan's eyes suddenly turned red.

She almost couldn't stand still, walked to Liu Buwang's side, and held Liu Buwang's hand.

His hands are cold, not as warm as they were when she was pulled up from the dead pile. He used to slept very shallowly, and would wake up as long as there was a slight movement, but now she calls him Master here, and he is unmoved.

He Yan's hand touched his shoulder, and after a pause, she gently pulled Liu Buwang's clothes down. The clothes were changed again, and I want to know that he was injured. But He Yan didn't expect that there were so many wounds. Those Utuo people suffered a big loss in Liu Buwang's hands, and naturally they had to pay it back a hundred times. When Liu Buqiang was exhausted, he scrambled to make another cut on the spoils.

His body is fragmented. However, his expression was so calm, as if he had just fallen asleep under the flower tree and had a sweet dream. He Yan's gaze fell on Liu Buwang's hand, his hand clenched into a fist, and the grip was very tight. He Yan was silent for a moment, and with a little effort, he broke his fingers apart, and saw what he was hiding in his palm. thing.

It was a silver bracelet. It looked rough in workmanship. It seemed to be an old thing many years ago. It was probably treasured every day. The traces of some carvings have been polished and it is not obvious. But you can still see a small wild daisy engraved on the edge of the bracelet.

This is something Liu Buqiang will protect at the end of his life. He has no children and only accepts himself as an apprentice. At the end of his life, nothing was left except for a piano, a sword, and this silver bracelet.

Empty and clean.

He Yan's throat choked and couldn't speak. He reunited after a long time. He hasn't spoken a few words together, and he will be separated forever. She desperately held back her tears and placed a handkerchief in front of her.

"Cry if you want to cry." Xiao Jue said: "I'm outside, no one will come in."

His voice was very soft and faint, with a little unnoticeable comfort, before He Yan could speak, he turned around and went out.

The door was closed behind the door, and the girl’s cry came from behind the door. At first it was a depressive sob. Then, it seemed that it could not be restrained. The cry became louder and brighter, until the end, Like a child who couldn't ask for candy, howling and crying.

The cry of crying reached the ears of Aunt Wei in the next room. She stood up, wringing her kerchief a little uneasy, "I'd better go take a look."

"Don't." The second aunt shook her head and looked out the window. The young man stood with her hand in hand, standing in front of the door, like a guardian, guarding the fragility of precious things. It can be comforted."

"Let them solve it by themselves."

The crying in the room, I don't know when it stopped. After a long time, the door opened with a creak, and someone walked out of it.

Xiao Jue looked sideways.

The tears of the girl who walked out have been wiped away, except that the eyes are a little infrared, and there is no problem. She looked calm, even with a little deliberate ease.

"The Governor, thank you for guarding the gate for me." she said.

Xiao Jue frowned and looked at her.

He Yan looked back: "Look at what I am doing? There is dirt on my face?"

"Unsightly."

"What?"

"The way you are deceiving is ugly." His dark eyes were squiggly, and his words were like ice, with a kind of insight into everything, he said in a deep voice: "I said that, I want to cry You can cry when you are, and laugh when you don’t want to. It’s better than pretending you are now, which is extremely ugly."

This is really not very nice.

He Yan was stunned for a moment, but instead smiled, she said: "It's not pretending, but...that's all there is to it."

Liu Buwang is dead. This is a fact that cannot be changed. She can be sad for Liu Buwang's death, but she always has to look forward. People can't tell everyone their pains and sorrows, it will only be annoying. There are some painful things, just keep them in mind. If you keep crying at others with a mournful face, over time, the others will hate you, and you will not be able to get out.

She used the experience of two lifetimes to tell herself that no matter how difficult it is, it will pass.

Just...

"Do you know," she sighed, "there are not many people who treat me well in this world, and you can count them with one hand."

"Now, one more is missing."