Thousand Miles of Bright Moonlight

93

The mountains rise and fall one after another, the moon is bright for thousands of miles, and the place is full of brilliance, and the four fields are silent.

Yaoying approached Tamaraga step by step.

The moonlight is like a cage of gauze, and the snow light is cold and clear. She walks between the moonlight and the snow light, with a pair of bright black eyes, which seem to squeeze the brilliance from the brilliant galaxy.

The night breeze blew off her fox fur hood, and her long braided hair fell loose, and a thin layer of snow between the hairs condensed into drops of water.

Tamara Gya looked down and looked at the dark mountain road.

Did she climb up alone?

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, Yaoying walked up to Tamaraga, raised her face, her nose was flushed, and her eyebrows were slightly curved.

"General Su, Yuanjue sent me down the mountain. He just walked away on his front foot. My horse suddenly turned around and ran back. Now it’s getting dark and I don’t know the road. I’m scared alone in the mountains, so I can only come back.  Find the general, please take me in."

She was serious and honest, her eyes were sincere, but her tone was bright and cunning.

It sounds a bit coquettish.

Because of trust, I am confident.

Tamara Gha raised her eyes and glanced at her.

Yaoying stood in front of him, and then said, "By the way, I sent Xie Qing and the others away. Now there is no one under the mountain. If the general doesn't take me in, I can only go back to the Holy City alone." After a pause, he said.  , "General, although General Ashina has led away all the killers, there will still be people lying in the post houses of various towns and tribes. The general is alone and seriously injured. It will inevitably lead to doubts. It is better to take me to cover people's eyes and ears.  ."

Yuanjue asked her and her soldiers to stay outside of Shacheng. She felt that this was inappropriate. If the killer found out that her team had not entered the city, she probably suspected that Sultan Gu was still outside the city, and she had let Xie Qing and the others leave.

Tamara Gha remained silent, his gaze flicked over Yaoying's red cheeks and looked at the steep rocks under the snowdrift.

Yaoying held her breath and stared at him without blinking.

After a while, Tamara Gaya nodded slightly.

Yaoying breathed a sigh of relief, seeing that the bonfire had been extinguished, she lowered her head and opened the bulging blue ground animal pattern brocade bag on her waist, took out the fire sickle, flint and tinder, and squatted by the fire, hoping to re-ignite the bonfire.

The night breeze howled, she took the fire sickle in her hand, found a place to shelter from the wind, and patiently hit the flintstones lightly one by one, and the red and emerald on her braided hair shone and shuddered.

The beating sound reverberated in the quiet night.

Tamara Gha stared at Yaoying's top of hair, sat down cross-legged, and reached out to her.

Yaoying immediately stuffed the flint and flint into his palm, got up to his side, and helped him block the wind, with her arm resting on his arm.

She was getting close, she was trembling a little in the wind and snow.

She is afraid of the cold.

The Tamaraga flicked his finger, the fire sickle and the flint struck each other, and the splashed sparks ignited the sulphur-coated wood chips.