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Volume 3 I¡¯m from the Border Army Chapter 344 About Dreams

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    Two wall lamps in the dim inn were burning with their wicks sizzling.  .  .  The old wooden steps filled with dirty footprints creaked.  The echo of these two sounds will not give people any sense of splendor, it will only make people feel that this inn is indeed very dilapidated.  " Moreover, the house price of half a tael is still a bit high, and the innkeeper is a bit ugly.  In this kind of environment, the reunion of old friends is too cheap, and naturally it is not suitable for the reunion of lovers.  As the squeaking stopped suddenly, the girl wearing a light yellow skirt and a green gauze covering half of her face on the stairs of the old wine saw Zhang Xiaodao.  Zhang Xiaodao, who was carrying Wang Luohan on his back, would never have dreamed of seeing her here, but the neat short hair, bright eyes, and the delicate bracelet hanging on the back of his palm told him that they were in such a simple place.  meet.  Wang Luohan felt Zhang Xiaodao's body stiffen slightly, so he raised his phoenix eyes slightly and looked at the girl on the stairs.  The girl also looked at Wang Luohan, who was wearing shabby clothes. When their eyes met, there seemed to be an invisible spark surging in the air.  The skinny and ugly boss looked left and right, and finally fixed his gaze on Zhang Xiaodao's stiff face. He saw what he thought was the ugliest smile among the countless smiles he had seen in his life.  Zhang Xiaodao¡¯s smile is indeed not good-looking. The corners of his mouth affect the lines of his face, but no matter how you look at it, it feels fake.  But no matter how fake it was, Zhang Xiaodao still said the word: "What a coincidence." He didn't think that these two words would appear more fake once he uttered them.  Nalan Chu, whose face was covered with green gauze, did not respond, and Wang Luohan did not notice the fake Zhang Xiaodao. The two were still looking at each other, making Zhang Xiaodao feel that he smelled gunpowder.  So Zhang Xiaodao continued to interrupt firmly and decisively: "I don't have any money, do you have any?" After hearing this, Nalanchu turned around and walked away with a bit of charm.  He walked down the shabby stairs and came to Zhang Xiaodao's side.  A faint fragrance spread into Zhang Xiaodao's nose.  Nalanchu took out a piece of silver and placed it in front of the shopkeeper, then said: "I will lead the way." Zhang Xiaodao didn't know how to refuse, but he could only let Nalanchu lead the two of them onto the creaky place.  The old wooden ladder squeaked.  The so-called upper room in this kind of inn naturally cannot go anywhere.  Pushing the half -new and old wooden doors, the room that is still tidy in view of the eyes is justified.  Zhang Xiaodao walked into the room, placed Wang Luohan firmly on the bed, and threw away the few shabby clothes that he didn't want to attract attention.  Wang Luohan was half leaning on the head of the bed, her round belly said it all.  Zhang Xiaodao asked: "How is it? Is it still cold?" Wang Luohan said: "Cold." Zhang Xiaodao covered her with a quilt.  "I feel whether it's hot or not." Wang Luohan stuck his head out.  Zhang Xiaodao measured it with his hands.  Finding that it didn't seem to be as hot as before, he said, "I'll make some medicine for you." Wang Luohan raised her eyebrows and said, "Where can I boil it?" Her tone was as high as her dark eyebrows.  Zhang Xiaodao didn't think too much and said, "Of course it's here." Wang Luohan nodded with satisfaction and closed his eyes slightly, but Zhang Xiaodao could clearly see the gap she had deliberately left for her eyes.  These scenes naturally all fell into Nalanchu's eyes.  But she didn't care about anything else. She just looked at Wang Luohan's bulging belly and sighed when Zhang Xiaodao came towards him.  Zhang Xiaodao walked halfway and seemed to have forgotten something. He looked at the two of them back and forth and said, "Wang Luohan. Nalanchu." After finishing speaking, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart, as if a sharp gaze pierced him directly.  He immediately said to Nalanchu, "My wife." Nalanchu ignored her.  But he nodded to Wang Luohan and took the lead in showing his goodwill.  It seems that this kind of show of kindness was very useful to Wang Luohan, or maybe Wang Luohan was really tired and really closed his eyes.  He also nodded slightly.  Zhang Xiaodao found an old iron kettle in the room and said as if running away: "I'm going to get water!" He pushed the door open and walked out of the room.  Zhang Xiaodao let out a breath after walking out of the room, and then walked down the stairs.  Ask for water sources.  Little did they know, a profound conversation was about to begin in the room.  Nalanchu moved a new and not old chair to the bedside, and was very close to Wang Luohan.  This was the second time Nalanchu looked at Wang Luohan carefully. Although Wang Luohan had gained weight due to pregnancy at this time and lost some of his fairy spirit, his delicate facial features were almost fair.?Transparent skin still cannot be faked.  She stared at Wang Luohan's side face and whispered: "You are very beautiful." Wang Luohan opened his eyes slightly and replied: "You are not bad either." It seemed that they were complimenting each other, but in fact, there was an undercurrent surging, and the conversations between women were always serious.  Sometimes, perhaps they themselves cannot understand it sometimes.  After complimenting each other, the two fell into silence.  After a while, Wang Luohan asked frankly: "When did you meet?" Nalanchu naturally understood the woman's powerful perception and answered honestly: "On the third day of the lunar month in the year 171 of the Western Region Calendar." What an accurate answer!  After hearing this, Wang Luohan's answer seemed to be stronger. She said: "I dreamed at midnight on the fifteenth day of the peach month in the third year of Qiyuan in the Tang Dynasty!" "Can it be life or death?" Nalanchu raised his cheek and said proudly.  When Wang Luohan heard this, he burst out laughing and said: "Although we are not in life and death, we are better than life and death!" "How to win." Wang Luohan replied: "Love can only last forever if it flows slowly, and it can last forever. I spent my childhood with Xiaodao.  "After passing through youth, you will also pass through middle age, and how can you win?" Nalanchu didn't know how to answer, but saw Wang Luohan stretched out his chubby hand and put it on her shoulder.  , patted her gently, and said earnestly: "You are still young." Just as Nalanchu was about to speak, Wang Luohan closed his eyes.  At this time, Zhang Xiaodao was standing outside the door with an iron pot. Feeling uneasy, he finally opened the door and saw Nalanchu sitting next to Wang Luohan. He didn't know what to do, so he just put his hand on the iron pot.  At the bottom of the pot, steam instantly came out of the iron spout. He found a wooden basin, poured warm water in it honestly, and brought it to the bedside.  Nalanchu consciously made way for Zhang Xiaodao, who wrung out the cotton towel and began to gently wipe Wang Luohan.  The candlelight flickered slightly, and the half of Zhang Xiaodao's illuminated face looked focused, but his movements were very gentle, as if he was wiping some peerless treasure.  Nalan Chu, who retreated to the door of the room, looked at this scene and suddenly realized that he was not jealous at all. He seemed to understand that to him, she was really his unique treasure.  After wiping Wang Luohan's face, Zhang Xiaodao carefully opened a corner of the quilt and wiped Wang Luohan's feet.  Wang Luohan didn¡¯t feel itchy and seemed to be used to it.  After doing all this, Zhang Xiaodao straightened up, gently took the bottles and jars he brought, waved to Nalan Chu, and closed the door more carefully.  Arriving in the corridor of the inn, Zhang Xiaodao squatted down, picked up the utensil and pounded the precious herbs. A faint fragrance spread. After a while, he raised his head and asked, "Why are you here?" Nalan  Chu replied: "I am following the leader of light. He is visiting weak city-states these days. I will come here first to see the folk customs." "Leader of light?" Zhang Xiaodao asked while pounding the herbs.  "Che Ning." Zhang Xiaodao smiled when he heard this and said: "I never thought he really listened to those words back then and didn't do anything to be a bullshit prince." "I really don't know what you were thinking at the time, actually encouraging him to do this.  At this time, Zhang Xiaodao had crushed the herbs, poured them into the medicine jar, and said with a look of embarrassment: "Is there any fruit or sugar in this inn?" "I'll bring some more."  Clean water." Nalanchu nodded and walked down the second floor.  From time to time, she would go back and bring back half a packet of sugar and some nameless fruits from the Western Regions about the size of a thumb.  After taking it, Zhang Xiaodao first filled it with water, put several crushed herbs into it, put his hand under the medicine jar and began to slowly heat it, then raised his head and answered the question: "I respect dreams."  Nalan Chu smiled and said: "Isn't it for the prosperous Tang Dynasty?" Zhang Xiaodao said honestly: "Half and half." "He will come tomorrow." Zhang Xiaodao said: "If the fever subsides, I will leave tomorrow morning." "That's it.  "Urgent?" Zhang Xiaodao nodded heavily and said, "It seems that two of your acquaintances are coming too."  Cousin and Shao Rong." Zhang Xiaodao asked even more puzzled: "What are they doing here?" Nalanchu shook his head, Zhang Xiaodao stopped asking, and the two fell into silence.  This kind of silence seems to be more comfortable for the two of them now than talking.  ? ?After the medicine in the medicine jar had boiled for a certain period of time, Zhang Xiaodao picked up the fruits and washed them in clean water, then put them into the medicine. He scratched his head and said, "How does this look?" Nalanchu asked in confusion.  : "What's it like?" "Does it smell bitter or taste bad?" "It's very good." Nalanchu praised it.  Zhang Xiaodao also nodded with satisfaction and responded: "I think it's good, too." Then he pushed the door open and entered quietly.  Nalanchu did not follow Zhang Xiaodao in this time, but watched him sit on the bedside and feed Wang Luohan one bite at a time with a wooden spoon.  Then she stepped across the threshold, but just closed the door. As the old wooden door creaked slightly, the door was completely closed.  Nalan Chu walked down the second floor calmly and walked out of the inn, but he did not want to stay away from Zhang Xiaodao. Instead, he asked for wallpaper from the shopkeeper and returned to his room, concentrating on writing.  What she wrote has nothing to do with Zhang Xiaodao. The names in it are all powerful people in this town.  She is doing her best to overthrow the Holy See in the Western Regions!  She is sure this is her dream!  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
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