The long wind hunts in the canyon.

Tamara Gha stood dazedly.

Yaoying pulled his sleeve, coughed a few times, and smiled.

"In the past, I respected and trusted the mage, and also to the mage when the regent was king. I never thought of anything else."

Regardless of whether he is Tamaraga or Sultan Gu, he has always been calm and steady, never had any extra emotions, and he has not shown the desire of a man.

And when she accidentally saw him naked, he was very calm, completely devoid of other emotions, cold as jade.

Yaoying thought that Tamara Gha treated her as a little girl who had not grown up.

In addition, she was worried about Li Zhongqian's safety and the situation in the Western Regions, so she had no time to distract and think about these things.

"Later, when the mage was sick, Bi Suo asked me to accompany the mage again and again. At that time, although I had doubts, I didn't think too much about it. It was only because I knew the mage’s condition and would keep secrets for the mage. Will find me. Until the last time, I didn't start to doubt..."

Yaoying looked at the profile of Tamaraga.

"That night, the wizard covered me with a quilt while I was asleep, and wanted to...touch me..."

At that time, he stared at her for a long time, until she wondered if he wanted to do something.

When she heard her mention the events of the night, Tamaraga did not say anything, and the wind blew his robe and sleeves lightly.

Yaoying said decisively: "I know, that's not my dream."

...

Tamara Gha is a monk, it is impossible to touch her just because of sympathy and pity.

That night, Yaoying's suspicion was confirmed, like five thunders, her heart beating wildly, she couldn't believe it.

She was very thankful that Tamaraga was ill, otherwise she would definitely hear her heartbeat like a drum.

In her eyes, Tamaragarh sees everything and everything, because he sees everything, so he doesn't care. Sometimes he is so calm and rational that he is almost indifferent. How can a person like him be enamored with a woman?

He would actually like her? Still want to keep her?

Yaoying hadn't slept all night, her mind was chaotic, her thoughts surged, indescribable.

Many things that were faintly wrong in the past have reasonable explanations. He took her to the stupa to pray for blessings, and asked a doctor from Tianzhu to check her pulse but did not tell her. The hug in the rain, Bi Suo said that he was depressed, and he often said something. Staring at her silently, I told her in my dream that I wanted her to stay with him...

Memories flooded into her heart, Yaoying turned over and looked at the Tamaraga who was lying sideways on the couch, her heart was sore and swollen, extremely heavy.

Shocked, stunned, at a loss, contradictory, confused, sorrowful...

Only the anger was not concealed.

There is no fear of being in the same room with him.

If it were changed to another man in the middle of the night and wanted to reach out to touch her while she was asleep, she would have already rolled up the quilt and was given an excuse to leave.

But when she changed to Tamaraga, she was not afraid at all.

Yaoying was sad.

Not for myself, but for Tamaraga.

He is a monk, and in the book he insisted on his faith until his death. He was moved by her and kept her by his side. He must have suffered a lot in his heart.

And she doesn't know anything, it is likely to hurt him unintentionally.

Every time she gets close to him, it is a test.

She also happily talked to him about returning home so many times...

Yaoying stared at him, thinking about a lot of things, thinking for a long time, her thoughts slowly became clear.

...

The sun rose to the top of the cliff, a cool breeze blew, and strange howls echoed in the canyon.

Yaoying raised her head.

"Master, when Bi Suo entered the room that morning, I was awake and I made a decision. Do you know what my decision was?"

Tamara Gha left her to hold her sleeves, but did not respond.

Yaoying said: "I understand the mage's mind, think carefully, and understand a lot of things, so I decided to solemnly ask you for verification."

If he denies, she leaves.

"The mage is a cultivator. I understand how firm the mage’s beliefs are, and I also understand the responsibilities of the mage as a Buddha. Since the mage has never shown affection in front of me, I deny it after a few trials. The master's will is firm, and the love between men and women is only a momentary impulse. The master's Dharma is advanced and must be thoroughly penetrated, and will not be disturbed by the love between men and women."

"In the past, I didn't know the mage's mind, and I accidentally caused trouble to the mage. Then I learned about the mage's mind, how can I continue to rest in the holy city and disturb the mage again?"

"Since the mage has made a choice, I will not force the mage to admit that he has moved me with men and women, so doing so will only make you and me unhappy, and it will only increase your troubles."

"I want to say goodbye to the mage happily."

In this way, when they think of each other in the future, they will only remember each other's goodness in their hearts.

At that time, Yaoying thought to herself: Although Tamaraga was moved by her, he didn't plan to tell her, why should she go deep into it?

He is unintentional, and she will never entangle him.

So she left.

Yaoying faced the bright sunlight pouring down and said softly: "Mage, do you know, when I left the holy city last time, I made up my mind-in this life, I will never see you again."

She said with a smile and understatement.

Tamara Gha closed his eyes.

"I will not write to you personally, and I will not come to the Holy City again."

"In this life, I have nothing to do with you anymore."

"Life and death will never meet again."

Yaoying spoke word by word, with a calm tone.

Tamara Gha remained silent, and the wind blowing on his face was cold.

Yaoying smiled: "Master, I thought at the time, I can do what I say, and I won't bother you when I look back."

She planned it this way, and she did it too.

After leaving the royal court, she stopped writing to him and did not inquire about his news. Even if she met his family members in Gaochang, she did not mention him a word, only discussing some of the military affairs of the royal court.

They separated like this, and she was grateful to him in her heart, and he cared about her silently.

Thousands of miles away, the sky is boundless.

Yaoying let out a long sigh, her eyes falling back to Tamaraga's face.

He just tore off the mask, and there are still some marks on his face. The facial features outlined by the ink brush are deep and pale.

"This is the result the mage wants to see, isn't it?"

Tamara Gha was silent.

Yes, this is the best result between them.

"You want to completely cut off with me, even if you accidentally leaked your thoughts in front of me today, let me know your mind, you will not change your will. You would rather reveal your identity and tell me directly that you are Sultan Gu, and you don't want to let it I have any thoughts about you...Even if it is a disguised identity, you will not allow yourself to relax in the slightest."

Tamara Gha was motionless.

He didn't dare to relax, she liked Sultan Gu, he had to tell her the truth, because he knew that to deal with her as Sultan Gu, he would indulge himself step by step, that would be unfair to her.

Knowing what you want, you have to cut off that possibility even more.

"You are sober and sensible, you can think through everything..."

Yaoying said, with a smile on her face, she let out a long sigh, both joy and sorrow.

"Luo Jia, then why do you come to Gaochang?"

After asking this question, the surroundings became quiet.

Tamara Gha remained silent, with broken lights floating in his eyes.

Yaoying looked at him: "The mage is an eminent monk, and he should be more determined and persevering than me. Since the mage can restrain himself, why should he come to Gaochang to save my brother in person?"

"Roga, you can't let me go, even if I leave the holy city, you still can't let go, can't you?"

"You are seriously ill, I will be with you, you will feel better, won't you?"

"Roga, the monks don't speak any words."

Yaoying said in a sentence, her voice was dull, and his eyes were facing each other.

"Roga, don't lie to me anymore."

"Do you know that I am worried about your body? Do you know how uncomfortable I felt when I found out that Abhi was you, you ran for thousands of miles, and then left alone with injuries? Do you know that I made up my mind to forget If you do not disturb your practice, but you care about me again and again, I will feel sad? You have many worries and concerns. You are bored by yourself and don’t tell me anything. I just treat myself as your path to practice. The catastrophe has added trouble to you, determined to stay away from you, and you came to provoke me again."

"I like a person, no matter what his status, he will like him well, if he doesn't need my like, then I will leave."

She looked cold.

"And you?"

"You said you like me, it's none of my business, let me not care... well, I don't care, I stay away from you, and I won't see you again... Can you really let it go?"

"Next time, will you come to me quietly without hiding from me, and then leave quietly?"

Tamara Gha looked down at Yaoying, and made a gesture of touching the Buddha beads with her fingers, and a faint wry smile flashed on her face.

She knew it all.

The last farewell was indeed a farewell.

"Princess, I am a monk."

"I know that the mage is a monk, and I also know the choice of the mage. I respect you."

Yaoying looked directly at Tamara Gha, and said, "Then please don't interfere with my choice, Master."

The sound of the wind calmed down, and a few gray birds flew over their heads flapping their wings.

Tamaraga stopped looking at her face: "What is the princess's choice?"

Yaoying turned sideways, facing the golden light, looking at the scattered mountains and rocks in the distance, her face was bright.

"You are seriously ill now, your demon is me, I want to help you get through it."

"No matter what happens, this is my choice. When you figure it out, I will leave by myself and will not pester you."

"I understand that you are the Buddha of the Royal Court. Not only do you have a firm belief, you are also the Buddha in the eyes of countless believers. It is impossible for you to return to the vulgar in this life."

"If you don't pay back the vulgarity, don't pay the vulgarity."

Yaoying smiled faintly, coughed a few times, waved her hand, and her face was calm and gentle.

"I don't care if you are a monk."

"Roga, I won't force you to abandon your responsibilities and beliefs. I just want to take care of you. From now on, don't hide it from me."

She never cared about the so-called reputation.

The mountain wind was blowing, the messy hair on her temple was tossed by the wind, her eyes were clear and energetic, and she said: "I am a catastrophe on your spiritual path. Let me accompany you through this difficult period."

Tamara Gha stood motionless, the wind blew and the clouds moved, a light beam just fell on his brave face, reflecting his clear outline, and the fine light floating in his eyes.

She is willing to spend his heart demon for him, what about herself?

He stared at her blankly for a moment, then turned and left, with his sleeves flared slightly.

The corners of Yaoying's lips curled up slightly, she raised her heels, and walked a few steps, dizzy, walking deep and shallow among the rocks.

The figure walking in front stopped, hesitated for a moment, and raised his arm with his back to her.

Yaoying's mouth opened, her heart slightly sour, and she gently took his arm.

He couldn't bear to watch her wrestle, but he wanted to send her away again and again.

She leaned on him, her heart settled, tiredness gradually came up, coughing lightly.

...

The fire is already burned out.

Tamaraga opened the earthen jar, and the water in it was still hot.

He poured a bowl of water and handed it to Yaoying's lips.

Yaoying said too much, her throat was burning, and every cough sounded heart-piercing, so she took a few sips of water with his hand.

After a while, Tamaraga felt the pressure on his sleeves loosen.

Yaoying let go, closed her eyes, fell asleep tiredly, her face haggard.

I just worked hard just to tell him everything he wanted to say, so that he has no chance to escape.

Now the energy is gone, and my body aches and groggy.

Tamara Gha picked up the felt blanket and covered Yaoying again, frowning slightly.

The bruises on her face and neck are more obvious.

He looked at her for a while, gathered up the blanket.

Yaoying's body gradually warmed up, she couldn't help but rubbed his arms, breathing through his clothes and spilled on his chest.

Tamaraga froze slightly, closed her eyes and let her cuddling with herself so that she could sleep more comfortably.

Suddenly footsteps sounded in the silent mountain col.

Tamara Gha put on a headscarf and mask.

Bi Suo led the three horses to find him, probed his head for a while, stepped forward, and lowered his voice: "The Regent, Princess Wen Zhao's soldiers have been here, and the princess has not returned overnight... They are worried about the princess and found Daying. , Asked the princess where she went, I found an excuse to prevaricate the past. The army is about to start...you should also leave."

Tamara Gya hugged Yaoying, "I will send the princess back to Gaochang."

Bi Suo frowned, and couldn't help raising his voice: "Your body...must rush back to the holy city as soon as possible..."

He couldn't walk for a few days every time he completely sanitized the gong, and he had been suppressing it by taking medicine these days.

"Send her to Gaochang, I will rush back immediately."

Tamara Gaya was indifferent, wrapped Yaoying tightly, and put her on horseback.

Yaoying was awakened by this movement. The felt moved, and she stretched out an arm. Then, her tired face came out of the felt, her blurred eyes gradually cleared, her brows frowned, and her eyes slowly patrolled around until she fell into a trance. On Moruga.

Tamara Gha stood beside the black horse, silent.

Yaoying narrowed her eyes slightly, as if she was thinking about something.

"The regent, what do you think of my proposal?"

Tamara Gha did not answer.

Bi Suo was keenly aware of the weird atmosphere surging between the two of them, watching his nose and nose, not moving.

As the cool breeze was blowing, Yaoying coughed, looked at Tamaraga, and asked, "Where did you say you should take me?"

Bi Suo dare not speak.

Tamara Gaya helped Yaoying sit still, and said indifferently, "Send you back to Gaochang."

Yaoying smiled, she knew he would answer like that.

She said with a hoarse voice: "Don't bother the regent to send me back. I won't go back to Gaochang. The Wei Dynasty will regain the lost ground. I will go to the holy city to meet the Buddha and present him the letter of credence and thanks. "

Bi Suo noodles lightly twitched.

I didn't find out before that Princess Wen Zhao called the regent more smoothly than him and Yuanjue.

Tamara Gha raised his eyes.

"Are we going along?" Yaoying wrapped the felt tightly and lifted the reins, "I just met you, now the chaos is rampant, I only brought dozens of soldiers, it is safer to follow the army. I am very tired now. I feel uncomfortable. I want to go back to the big car in the camp and get a good night’s sleep. Let’s go."

While she was talking, she did not even look at Tamaraga, looked at Bi Suo, her eyes urging him.

"Let's go."

The voice was full of tiredness.

Bi Suo didn't know what to say, and looked at Tamaraga.

Tamara Gia looked into the distance, Yu Guang saw that the bruises on Yaoying's forehead became more and more obvious.

He deliberately avoided the avenue, and the canyon was off the beaten track. She didn't know how to martial arts, and she came all the way through the rain. The bruises must be far more than those he saw.

She has been coughing, and it will hurt her body if she drags it for a long time. Now she needs to rest and take medicine.

He mounted his horse and took up the reins.

Bi Suo quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

It's better to return to the holy city.

With the princess here, Luo Jia doesn't have to hide from the crowds and sleep on the road.

A few people returned to the base camp, Yaoying's soldiers looked for him, and saw the unidentified Tamaraga who covered his face. Without asking much, he drove a cart over.

Bi Suo counted the soldiers and horses, and led the army to continue on the road, Yaoying's soldiers surrounded the cart and followed far behind.

Yaoying read a few military letters, wrote a reply, fell asleep, and when she woke up again, she lay in the bumpy cart, covered with a soft quilt.

She sat up, rubbed her sore shoulder, raised the curtain of the car, was about to call someone, and was taken aback.

A familiar figure rode in front of the carriage, wrapped in a narrow-sleeved white robe, and lonely from its back.

Fortunately, this time I didn't run away quietly.

A cool breeze blew toward her face, Yaoying leaned against the car window and coughed. A man not far away heard the sound, turned her head and looked at her face.

Across the wind and sand, the two of them met each other, his face was covered with a windproof mask, and his expression could not be clearly seen.

Yaoying coughed red and waved at him.

"come here."

She has a hoarse voice.

Tamara Gha looked at her for a while, then turned around.

When he got closer, Yaoying raised the curtain of the car, "Come up, I have something to say to you."

Her eyes motioned to the other soldiers.

The soldiers immediately drove forward, with scorching eyes, waiting to take away the horse of Tamara Gamma.

Yaoying was still coughing while holding the curtain with one hand, her shoulders trembling slightly.

Tan Moroga swept her long legs, rolled over and got off the horse, and got into the carriage.

With the car curtain down, Yaoying was sitting next to the car wall with Jin being leaning against the car wall. The small space was filled with the seemingly sweet scent. Tamara Gha bent over and sat down in the corner farthest away from her.

"Your injury hasn't healed yet, and you can't always show your face. Stop riding a horse and ride with me."

Yaoying Road.

Tamara Gha is silent.

Yaoying didn’t need him to answer, she lay down again holding Jinbei. She was worried that she would miss him. She rushed for a few days every day and night. Last night, she climbed the mountain road for so long to find him. Her whole body hurts. I just want to have a good rest.

She lay among the fluffy blankets, raising her eyes to glance at Tamaraga.

He was sitting in distress, not looking at her.

Yaoying sighed, let go of the quilt, crawled up to him with both hands and feet, and stared at him.

Tamara Gaya remained motionless.

Yaoying raised her hand and uncovered the mask on his face: "Don't wear this in the car, sulking. Don't worry, without my instructions, my soldiers will not raise the curtain to come in, and they won't find you. identity."

Tamara Gya looked down at Yaoying, keeping her eyes on her forehead for a long time.

"What's wrong?"

Yaoying felt that his eyes were a little weird, and asked.

Tamara Gha said softly, "I have to put some medicine on it."

Yaoying straightened up blankly, grabbed a small bronze mirror and took a photo of her face, and let out a soft ah.

She bumped all the way last night, fell several times, rubbed a little skin on the side of her cheek, and the bag on her forehead became more and more swollen.

Yaoying's mouth twitched.

No wonder Bi Suo looked at her strangely.

She shook her head and laughed. This morning she had a big bag like Shou Xian Duke on her head and talked to Tamara Ka for so long, her tone was still very serious, and she must be very funny.

It's embarrassing that he didn't laugh.

Yaoying raised her eyes to look at Tamaraga.

"look--"

She pointed to the bag on her forehead.

"It's because you left without saying goodbye after you rushed for thousands of miles. I am worried about you, and I found it all the way. If you tell me the truth, I won't suffer these pains."

Tamara Gha was speechless.

Yaoying put the small bronze mirror into his hand: "Hold it for me."

She bowed her head, found the ointment, opened the clam shell, and sat cross-legged in front of Tamaraga, provoked a star ointment, raised her face, and rubbed the medicine against the bronze mirror.

The redness and swelling were hot and painful, and she hissed softly.

Tamaraga held the bronze mirror with no expression on his face.

The bag on Yaoying's forehead has not disappeared for several days.

Every morning she woke up in the mirror and took a self-portrait. She looked at the small bronze mirror to see if the bruises were better. When she wanted to get off the carriage, she would wear a veil to cover her entire face.

During the period, she asked Tamaraga to stay in the carriage to recover from his injuries. He showed signs of leaving alone, so she lifted the veil and showed him the bag on his head.

"You are to save my brother's injury. I have to take good care of you. If you leave without saying goodbye, I will look for you until you recover from the injury."

Tamara Gaya said: "It's just a minor injury."

Yaoying smiled: "I just have some bruises on my body, and I have a little cough. You told me to take the medicine. Why did it get on you and it's different?"

Tamaraga looked away and looked at the shaking car curtain with a calm expression.

"I am different from the princess."

He was silent for a while, said.

Yaoying shook her head: "It's all the same, we are all-ordinary fetuses. It hurts if you are injured, and you feel uncomfortable if you are sick."

Tamara Gha thought that she had been injured in the gorge in the rainy night, and did not speak.

Within a few days, when we arrived in the border town, the army triumphed, and the defender led the soldiers and civilians out of the city to greet them. The flowers were blooming and the wine was intoxicating.

After Bi Suo had dealt with a grand banquet, he learned that the envoy of the Wei Dynasty was in the post house in the city, and was about to go to the holy city to offer a gift of gratitude. He was very surprised-the princess did not lie. The envoy is not Princess Wen Zhao.

Zheng Mei heard that Yaoying and his party had followed the army into the city, and immediately found the post they were staying in and opened the door to enter the house.

The lamp was lit in the room, and the case was full of account books. Yaoying was writing at the desk, and she smiled and got up when she heard the report from the soldiers.

"Brother, I'm about to send someone to the post house to find out if you have arrived."

The envoy was Li Zhongqian, and Yaoying made an appointment with him to come to the holy city. He set off early, thinking that she was still behind, but she did not expect that she would catch up so soon.

"I arrived this morning."

Li Zhongqian said, Fengyan glanced around at random, and glanced at a figure in the back room, his brows furrowed, his eyes flashing like electricity.

A tall figure was sitting on the felt blanket in the back room, as if it was pacing. There was no light in the back room, and there was a gauze tent in between. The face was covered with a veil, making it difficult to see his face.

Li Zhongqian looked vigilant.

It's so late, why is this man still in Mingyue slave room?