Princess too Young, Prince too Old

Jiasheng June 17, 2008

Tubo King.

suburbs.

Dali Northwest Army Camp.

The road is Hu Tian, ​​which is snow in August, and Tubo is even colder than Hu Di. It was only half a day in June. When you got up early, you had to wear a thick cloak.

"General Mu, why did you get up so early?" The guard looked at Mu Nanshan and raised the curtain. He was surprised and busy going to wash and wash Mu Nanshan. He was just assigned to Mu Nanshan yesterday. So, it ’s not clear what Mu Nanshan's schedule is. At this time, he was naturally a little messy, and he hurriedly ran outside. "General, you wait, I'll go get you hot water, you ..."

"I don't need you to do my work, I just wash my face with cold water." Mu Nanshan waved his hand, walked straight to the courtyard, and lifted the bucket of water directly from the well, without rushing to wash his face, soaked the entire face first. In the water, do closed air exercises.

This has been the habit of Mu Nanshan for many years, but speaking, it was learned from Zhao Jingting. When he first arrived in Coulomb, Mu Nanshan was still a half-sized man, when his temper was most irritable, and at that time it was just right. Bei Di changed to heaven, and he felt a bit more distressed and despairing, no matter how bitter he was to everyone, at that time Xie Lun coaxed him kindly, and he gave birth to this little Prince of Bei Di, but he still did not appreciate it. He didn't say a word, and smashed the roar from time to time, but he was anxious to die. It was Lu Zhishan's brother-in-law and brother. Lu Zhishan asked another letter after another. If Mu Nanshan really had a good deal, then OK?

However, Zhao Jingting's temper was much better than that of Xie Lun. After Xie Lun had been an elder brother for more than a month, it was invalid. In the early morning of that day, he directly threw Mu Nanshan from the quilt into the river.

In the late autumn of October, it was snowing in the north of Coulomb, and a thin layer of ice had formed on the river, but Zhao Jingting ignored it and threw Mu Nanshan directly into the glacier.

With the "grumbling", Mu Nanshan just felt that the whole body suddenly fell into the cold bones. Beidi is located in the inland and there are few rivers. He is naturally impervious to water. This fell into the water suddenly. The colder and more terrible was the river that was wrapped tightly around him. Every time he opened his mouth, he swallowed more water in his stomach, and his body sank further towards the river. The bottom of the river was dark and quiet. Even more terrified him.

When Mu Nanshan was picked up by Zhao Jingting, the others were almost dizzy, lying on the ground, rolling his eyes, and twitching. Xie Lun was so white that he was so frightened that he knelt down and gave him a stomach. Zhao Jingting stood behind him, Tickle ticking water, still cold on his face.

"Are you scared just now?" Mu Nanshan heard Zhao Jingting's cold mouth. He couldn't talk. Xie Lun kept spitting his stomach, and he kept spitting water outside.

"There is nothing greater than life and death in this world," Zhao Jingting said again. "So as long as people are still there, what can't be done? Unless you are a wretched, you are willing to keep wandering like this."

"I ... I'm not a wit!" Mu Nanshan snarled, his gray lips lingering, and whether it was too cold or too excited, he shouted hysterically, "I ... I'm not a wit!"

Zhao Jingting ignored him, but looked at him condescendingly, smiled slyly, then turned and walked away.

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