When Qin Yu was young and emotional, he had a dream, in the Jinluan Palace, the dragon robe on his body was dirty and mottled, and the woman under the dragon chair walked forward on her knees, whispering and pleading.
She begged him to let him go, and tears flowed.
This dream tormented Qin Yu for ten years, ten years of ups and downs in the sea and ten years of Jin Ge Iron Horse, but he couldn't forget the tearful eyes in the dream.
Later, he captured Jiangnan, and after the celebration banquet, he rested drunk in the old residence of Jinling Wangfu, and met a woman by chance.
The woman in her red wedding dress slept in a box of pearls, like the person in his dreams.
Qin Yu was in a trance, drunk and thought he was in a dream.
He indulged himself, as he had done countless times in his dreams, and the clouds and rain and Wushan lingered in his bones.
When I woke up in the middle of the night, I realized that everything in front of me was not a dream.
The color on the couch was bright red and dazzling, and the woman on the pillow was much more immature than the person in his dream, Qin Yu pinched the shoulder of the person in front of him, and was speechless for a while.
The strength in his hand was out of control, the woman frowned and endured the pain, reached out to wipe her tears, bit her lip and oozing blood, and whispered: "Concubine, Zhen, the widow of the prince of Qi, has seen the general." ”
The original dream was when Qin Yu was sixteen years old.
At that time, he was still studying at the academy, young and emotional, and his dreams were fragrant and sultry. But when I woke up, in addition to the hot feelings and desires, there was a faint pain in my heart. The pain, with obsession, with remorse, with many throbbing that Qin Yu didn't understand.
Qin Yu's words fell, Qin Shiyan frowned and scratched his head, as if he understood or not, and wanted to ask something more, but when he raised his eyes and looked at Qin Yu's reluctant expression, he stopped talking.
Qin Shiyan didn't see the person in the painting, but the spies on the side happened to see the appearance of the painting. When the spy saw the portrait, his eyes were astonished, and his steps shook slightly twice before he stood firm.
In my heart, I said a few words "no wonder".
No wonder this Qin Yu wants to attack the city tomorrow, but he is afraid that the army will rest in this Jiangbei for a few days, and wait for tomorrow to pass.
The man in the painting is about to marry another woman.
The spy thought that he had glimpsed Qin Yu's secret, and his face changed several times, but he didn't dare to speak rashly, for fear of touching Qin Yu's moldy head.
Qin Yu looked at the spy with an incorrect expression, thinking that he was still for the sake of Princess Naqi, so he didn't say much, but said with a sympathetic look for his subordinates: "Running around today, you must be tired, so let's rest in the camp for the time being." ”
Then the voice changed and he instructed Qin Shiyan beside him: "Chen Chong is not familiar with the military camp, you take care of it, and let him rest in your tent with you tonight." "Words.
It is clear that he is taking care of him, but in fact, he wants Qin Shiyan to keep an eye on this spy, lest he make any trouble tonight.
Qin Shiyan understood what Qin Yu meant, and hurriedly came down and took Chen Chong to his account.
After all the people in the tent left, Qin Yu hid the scroll in his hand in a hidden place and sat down in front of the bookcase to deal with military affairs.
The night grew darker, and after an unknown number of hours, he fell asleep with his forehead propped up.
Drowsiness gradually became drowsy, and Qin Yu fell into a dream.
In the dream, it was a snowy night, and Qin Yu was in the Jinluan Palace in the Forbidden Palace. At this moment, he seemed to have completely become himself in a dream, and he couldn't remember reality at all.
How are people today?Did the medicine go down?He stopped at the door of the inner hall, listened to the faint sobs in the hall, and asked the palace people who were waiting in a deep voice.
The palace people kowtowed again and again to confess, and Qin Yu's expression became more and more gloomy. He pushed the door in with cold eyebrows, but the moment he entered, he restrained the cold air around him.
As soon as he pushed the door, the crying in the room ceased.
This is the last time I ask you, are you really insisting on death?Qin Yu's voice was low, with a reluctantly suppressed anger.
The woman in front of her hid her face and wept, trembling and refusing to speak. Seeing her like this, Qin Yu became more and more displeased, he gritted his teeth and stepped forward, leaned over and pinched her shoulder, and said gloomily: "Jiaojiao'er, don't forget the people in the prison right now, I don't like your appearance." ”
He called the person in front of him Jiaojiao, as if he loved and pity, but the words he spat out were full of threats.
The woman looked up at him, tears in her eyes, and she looked extremely humiliated.
Qin Yu stretched out her hand to wipe away her tears, she turned her head sideways to avoid it, her eyes were full of hatred. Qin Yu laughed, a little self-deprecating and a little sarcastic, he forcibly wrapped her in his arms, one hand wrapped around her thin waist, and the other hand covered her eyes.
Jiaojiaoer, I don't like you to cry, I want to see you laugh. He whispered in her ear, humble and unloving.
The person in her arms chuckled when she heard this, and her lips were hooked, sad and sad.
There are teardrops since. Qin Yu's fingers slipped off, burning his heart.
He endured the pain in his heart, and tightened the person in his arms more and more, and the force of the hoop made the person almost breathless. The man he held in his arms gasped for breath and tried to struggle.
Qin Yu saw her struggling in pain, and refused to let her go for half a point.
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