The wind blew past the mountain, and the green and white fish were revealed in the east.

"Ahem"

The sound of a woman coughing sounded in a tent. Soon, the orange flame lit up in the candlestick, and a figure appeared to walk around the tent. Bai Ning supported the woman and sat up and leaned against his chest. The empty palm fell down and covered her back and pressed it.

The painful figure twisted, and after the internal force penetrated, the woman opened her eyes slightly, and her rapid breathing and coughing had just slowed down. Bai Ning wiped the water stains from her forehead, and her cold face was moved: "Are you better?"

"I thought it would pass like this." Xifu nodded, leaned his face tighter into his arms, and stretched out his hand.

Bai Ning held it gently, and the delicate skin was a little cold. He pressed his little hand against his lips and was silent for a moment: "How could my husband make something happen to you? He has been there all the time." His lips kissed his fingers, his throat aches, and his voice became hoarse: "Don't think about it randomly, you will be fine."

The person in his arms moved, raised his head and opened his eyes slightly, feeling a little weak: "It's dragging you down."

The weak hand struggled out and reached over, rubbed Bai Ning's cheek, and touched some water stains. Xifu struggled to get up, "It's okay, it's okay, my husband smiled."

However, he was hugged tighter. He knew that his wife's condition was getting worse and worse. Before, he had only had stomach problems and could only drink some soup and meat porridge. Now his lungs have begun to weaken and he has become difficult to breathe. If he had not used his internal strength to resist, the troubles would have come faster.

He hugged Xifu tighter and pressed his lips tightly on his hair: "My husband smiled, smiled quietly, didn't you see it?"

Xifu said "yes" gently and closed his eyes again.

Outside the tent, there were footsteps and sounds of footsteps stopped outside, and Xiao Chenzi's rapid voice sounded: "Master, the army attacked at night has returned to the camp, it seems to have won, and the entire camp is jubilant."

"I want to go out and have a look." Xifu opened his eyes and suddenly spoke first.

Bai Ning gently scraped her nose, "Is it because of your illness that my husband won't go out?" Then he helped the woman up and walked out of the tent.

As soon as the curtain came out, the soldiers' cheers came from the Wuchao military camp under the hills in the distance. Many people in the military camp here were awakened and walked out of the tents and stood on the hills to visit the hills.

"The first time I beat the Jurchens like this, I deserve such happiness." Among the few people not far away, the green-faced beast Yang Zhi punched the tree body with a punch, and the shaking yellow leaves fell down, "I'm so fucking relieved after robbing the Jurchen camp."

Gao Duannian held his arm and said coldly: "I'm afraid Wanyan Zonghan will beat him even harder tomorrow."

"I'm afraid of a bird!" Jin Jiu also joined in, stood on the rock and pointed to the north, shouting, "We will go up and twist the old guy's head off as a chamber pot."

He paused for a while, turned his head and shouted loudly at the two figures snuggling with each other, "Master, do you think so?"

Yang Zhi stretched out his feet and kicked him in the neck, "Mrs. Is it still here, why are you yelling so loudly?"

The burly figure standing on the rock trembled. Jin Jiu was so scared that he shrank his neck and lowered his voice: "It's a little dark, I didn't see clearly."

"It's okay, I'm not a human-eating tiger." In the distance, Xifu turned his pale face, with a smile, and stroked his black hair. Then, she hugged Bai Ning's arm and leaned on her: "This is the first time we have won the Jurchens. Everyone worked hard. Xifu still remembers that in the small mountain village where my father took me to live for a while, many of them died when the Jurchens invaded the south. Some of them couldn't survive. They quietly ran into the mountains and never came back. Fat aunt and old lady across the door, I remember that their relatives died and later they died."

"This time I've finished the fight, maybe there's no need to fight anymore. Even if we hit, we probably won't see it." Bai Ning said softly, rubbing her hair, and the carnival camp was in his sight. "Let them have fun like this. I don't know how many people will survive tomorrow."

Xifu was silent for a while: "I just hope it will end soon."

“It will be very soon.”

The wind blew through the silver threads, Bai Ning turned around and looked at the woman's eyes, reached out and pressed a strand of hair flying around her face, "After going back, my husband wants to use that thousand-year-old cold jade, will the lady be afraid?"

"Fear"

Xifu nodded: "I'll be afraid." Her body trembled slightly, and she grabbed the sleeve of the robe at her hand tightly, and the veins bulged. Bai Ning looked at her in surprise: "What's wrong?"

When asked this, the woman's emotions that the woman tried hard to suppress collapsed. Her eyes flashed, tears fell down in a bad mood, and she quickly wiped away, and squeezed out a smile.

"I'm afraid of cherishing my blessings"

"Don't be afraid, it's just like having a sleep. My husband won't leave you at all, and I won't let my wife be alone. I will wait until the flowers bloom. When you wake up, my husband will still stand there waiting for you."

The woman shook her head, her hair bun shaking, and her pale lips moved slightly. She was talking like an autumn leaf quietly falling off the branches and falling on the soil.

"Xi Fu will be a sleep and you won't feel lonely, but what about your husband? What should you do? Flowers don't bloom for a day or a year or a year or a decade or a decade or a woman? What should I do? For such a long time, I am afraid that no one cares about you and no one loves you. My husband has become the loneliest person. Xi Fu is even more afraid that one day I wake up and don't want to see my old husband who has been eroded by time, but Qing Fu is still."

The crying cry kept beating Bai Ning's chest.

"Why are you so selfish?"

The slender fingers stretched out from the cuff and gently pressed the woman's neck, who could not stop crying, and her figure stopped her hoarse crying and leaned softly into his arms.

Bai Ning hugged her and sat on the ground, looking at the sunrise in the east among the clouds, and the golden light slowly spread out in the world.

"Love is selfish." He gently patted the woman's back, and the golden light reflected on his face, illuminating his whole body and becoming dazzling.

"Lend me ten years, borrow my courage from the end of the world to illuminate my lonely life, just like the first meeting, borrow a beam of light to illuminate the dimness"

There are songs that are gentle and yearning to be sung from the mouth.

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The sun rises above the thin clouds, and the goshawks spread their wings and crying across the sky, overlooking the camp below.

Dongdongdongdongdong

The majestic war drums were ringing over the Wuchao military camp. In the Wuchao camp, soldiers were armoured and speared, silently and orderly, starting to line up with the drum sound. The cavalry stroked the mane of the war horse, rubbed the horse's head intimately, then put on their saddles, and turned over and rode on them.

A war that decides whether to survive or destroy is coming to light.
Chapter completed!