Datang: Only by resisting the will can one become stronger

When Li Qiu was sent home from Feng Li's mansion, it was already late at night.

In the Tang Dynasty, especially in the city of Chang'an, a very strict curfew system was in place.

At sunset, the street drums sounded, and after five hundred or eight hundred beats, the gates of the city and the gates that divided the people of the districts were closed.

Every square and street corner is patrolled by Praetorian soldiers.

Except for the three days of Shangyuan Festival, or special reasons such as medical treatment, childbirth, funeral, etc., it is not allowed to go out.

Of course, in any era, everything has its own peculiarities.

When these patrolling guards saw the carriage on General Feng Li's mansion, especially when they knew that it was Shenwu General Li Qiu sitting in the carriage, they hurriedly gave their salutes excitedly and enthusiastically.

Then not only did he not have any so-called punishment, but he was also worried about Li Qiu's safety, and personally escorted Li Qiu to the door of his home.

After saying goodbye to them, Li Qiu returned to this dark home with a jar of wolf shooting and a few very delicate oil-paper bags tied with strings.

"Alas, you say you are so troubled. "

I asked you to drink wine and eat meat, but you didn't go.

Then he quietly followed Feng Li's mansion and sat on the roof for more than two hours.

"Come down, this roast chicken and mutton are still hot, eat them while they're hot."

After putting the food and wine in Ah Ke's house, Li Qiu sighed angrily at the beams.

He could clearly perceive Ake's whereabouts.

Ever since he went out, Ake has been hiding in the dark with him.

Then he followed home again from the roof of Feng Li's mansion.

This seemingly impermeable tight city defense of Chang'an City is simply like paper paste in front of Ah Ke, and it has no effect.

Hearing Li Qiu's words, Ah Ke really fell from the extremely hidden beam.

However, when I looked at the fragrant food on the table, I didn't mean to rush to eat it.

For the best of the Assassins, food was nothing more than a food for the stomach, and she shouldn't have such a desire.

Seeing her like this, Li Qiu spread his hands, "Taste it, this is called real folk delicacy and food."

"What you did is really fresh in people's memories and unbearable. "

By the way, this wine is called Shooting Wolf, although it was taken back from Feng Lifu, but it was brewed by me.

"You can taste it.

After Li Qiu left slowly, Ah Ke was stunned for a while, then sat down and opened the oil paper bags and wine jars.

It may be because of today's continuous seclusion and long-distance travel, and she has eaten a lot more than before.

The shooting wolf was also different, and she drank several more sips, and her head felt a little drowsy.

......

The next morning, the sun was already full, and Li Qiu slowly woke up and got up.

Yesterday, his mood changed too much, he drank again, and slept late, which caused him to lie in bed.

By the time he finished washing, it was almost noon.

Just when he was hungry and thinking about whose house he was going to eat and drink today, someone suddenly called the door.

Li Qiu opened the door and saw that it was the carriage from the Ying Guo Mansion.

Before the curtain of the carriage could be raised, Wu Jue's sweet voice had already drifted into his ears.

"Brother Li Qiu!" With

the voice, Wu Jue, who was dressed in a goose-yellow long dress, beautiful as a fairy, and cute and sweet, jumped out of the carriage.

This scene startled Li Qiu, and he hurriedly stepped forward, caught her two hands, and held her up.

When the touch of Wu Jue's weak, boneless, ice-skinned little hand reached Li Qiu's heart, Li Qiu only felt as if his whole world was about to melt.

After that, the hands of the two of them were never separated again.

Although the people who are following Wu Jue right now are the absolute henchmen and servants and maids of the Ying Guo Mansion.

But in front of so many people, Wu Jue's face was still a little blushing.

It wasn't until the two of them entered the small courtyard of the inner house that the others didn't follow up with the others, and Wu Jue let go of the tension in his heart and threw himself into Li Qiu's arms with tears in his eyes.

"Brother Li Qiu, when I learned the news of your death before, I was really going to die of sadness.

"At that time, I just felt like my whole life had become like a night, and I couldn't see any hope or vision.

"Later, they said that you were not dead, and you returned to Chang'an City, so I thought about coming to you.

"But my father just won't let me..."

Listening to Wu Jue's sad narration, Li Qiu smiled and helped her straighten the hair on her forehead, and gently stroked her blown-haired, soft-skinned face.

"Okay, good, your brother Li Qiu won't die!"

"With our beautiful, smart, and lovely sister who hasn't married yet, I am reluctant to die."

Listening to his words, Wu Jue's face couldn't help but blush again.

Subsequently, at Wu Jue's begging, Li Qiu took her to worship Wang Zhong again.

Seeing that this very familiar old butler, who had just given him cherry tomatoes a while ago, died suddenly, Wu Jue couldn't help but feel sad again and shed tears.

Li Qiu coaxed her for a long time to get her right.

Then he pouted and said weakly, "Brother Li Qiu, people are hungry..."

In the end, Li Qiu thought about it and made a pot of lying eggs and noodles in boiling soup.

Sprinkle only some chopped green onions and salt.

Although it was ordinary, Wu Jue still had a great appetite and ate a big bowl beautifully.

After that, the two of them sat on the stone steps in the courtyard, facing the autumn sun, Wu Jue snuggled on Li Qiu's shoulder, and listened to Li Qiu slowly tell about the various experiences during this time.

When he heard Li Qiu say that he arrived in Youzhou and saw the eldest lady of the Luo family (Hu Niu) who was married to him, he was so frightened that he had nightmares for several days and almost died of depression.

Wu Jue smiled forward and backwards, and the banter and naughtiness in his eyes were even stronger.

And when she heard how the Turks tortured and killed prisoners of war, persecuted women, and ate children as two-legged sheep, Wu Jue felt disgusted and distressed for the people.

At the same time, the anger in her eyes is also constantly rising.

And when Li Qiu talked about Xiao Yong and the half-grown children who were not very old, but they climbed on the roof and fought to the death, Wu Jue's tears couldn't stop flowing down like a flood.